Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2011 16:24:25 +1000
From: Lawrence Bradman <prioryboy@gmail.com>
Subject: Park Views Part 36

Summer, the original lazy afternoon, all quiet, not a visitor, trees gently
permitted dappled light patterns to flicker and dance over the reclining
figure beside me on the patio.  Quietly I drank it in, sweet innocent face,
lips slightly parted, eyelashes gently fluttering as lightly she slumbers
and the hair, those lustrous tresses wantonly sprawling to frame her sweet
face, a little girl - in a couple of years a young woman - but now her slim
body at rest I took stock. No breasts, yet she wore one of those tight
halters, you know the ones, they push up and somehow give the impression of
cleavage even when there is none - looking even sexier than the actual
items....so much so that when undressing a child I first remove her panties
and then finger her slit. Above me the little girl usually thrusts out her
chest to accentuate these vestigial charms.  Thinking on this I begin to
stiffen and as my eyes travel down the torso noting angular little hips,
the light gleams upon soap-smooth skin and pale thighs atop long coltish
legs...but it is between the child's thighs my gaze becomes fixed.  Ever so
quietly I rise and walk over, there to sit silent as I enjoy the view.

"She's really nice, isn't she?"  Startled I turn, it is the imp Fiona, long
dark hair tumbling behind to frame pixie ears and between them a pixie's
face, she's younger than my sleeping beauty, by a couple of years, 10 going
on 11.  She skips over - daintily - and settles herself so I get an eyeful,
skirts seem to hitch upward of their own accord and legs part.  As if drawn
into a tunnel, my eyes feast upon smooth thin legs receding beneath her
dress to a point where underwear peeps between - sophisticated, lacy stuff
that gives the game away for after all this is "Fiona"!  Quietly I sit and
enjoy the view, glancing up the child locks eyes and gives a sly smile, she
knows the score and, the legs part further to draw panties tight across her
hidden delight.  Deliberately now, I unzip my pants and still holding her
gaze, relax back in the recliner then slowly and casually begin to
masturbate.  Fiona breaks the silence...it's nice this, isn't it and I like
it when you do that, I like watching....tell me when you'd like me to take
over will you?"  Having said this, a little hand reached beneath her skirt
to tug at panties and then exchanging secret smiles we lay back - both
masturbating in companionable silence. I've always loved watching a child
...play with herself, it's a turn on to have one watch me do it too and as
time passed, that warm sexy feeling began to suffuse my body.  My face was
flushed with excitement I knew and adding to the excitement was the
knowledge that the mite next to me would be...well, available!  Glancing at
Fiona, I caught her gaze already fixed upon my penis, then, noting the
direction of my gaze she met my eye and grinned knowingly "Ready - in a
little while?" she asked "I want to do this a bit more first though, it IS
nice isn't it, I feel SOO sexy while I'm doing it and especially if you or
Dad are watching!  Do you like watching me do this to myself?  It's nice
watching you - you did it before you...fucked that little boy didn't you,
oh that was so sexy, I couldn't wait for you to get in to him..nor could
he!"  Here she giggled quietly, there was a pause and then a rustle of
cloth, panties lay discarded, skirt hitched high above waist, one knee
raised and cocked to one side, the little pet lay there simpering at me and
as they emerged, her fingers gleamed wet.

"Missionary, missionary - please?" was the soft plea followed by a childish
giggle and mischievous grin.  Oh yes, tiny body spread out I could see her
swollen and inflamed pussy lips, Fiona I knew from experience would be pure
pleasure size notwithstanding for, positioned between her spread legs, I
avidly watched my penis as it probed its way...up and up and then, soft
flesh pressed against my stomach and I was fully in.  Simultaneously, tiny
hands reached up to pull my head down, little lips parted and a tongue
slipped between my teeth.  Breaking away I saw the little Devil's face,
flushed and suffused with triumph and below, her wet warmth clasped me
tight "Oh you are BAD, aren't you, look what you're doing to me...but you
like doing this with little girls, don't you now?  Naughty, naughty
man...just...show me...how naughty you can be....please, pretty please?
Make it last...long one...lovely long one....see if you can make me
sore...go on...dare you....and after, I might want another, mightn't
I....there, that's it, slow, slow and all the way in...now out...am I nice,
do you think I feel good?"  Of course being so sensationally tight of
course she felt good and now and again I lifted myself up to glance down
and back between her legs, yes there it was - my swollen penis easing in
and out between those hairless lips as the tiny thing raised her hips up
and down in unison, little fold of flesh protruding as I almost withdrew,
then the lips folded back once more in that lovely caress.  Again our eyes
met, her gleaming with triumph "Kiss?  Kiss?"  Of course, then "Lift up
again please...I want to watch too...oh my goody, it looks so sexy, what
you're doing, I mean what we're doing, doesn't it - it's nice to watch.
How are you going, nice?  Tell me how much you like doing it to me?"
Panting, I explained that she was pretty much all a kinky man like me could
want, except....and here I paused...except..."Except WHAT?" was the
indignant question.  So I explained, that the boy's buttocks were still
haunting me and, well, I did happen to notice a girl with what looked like
a lovely firm little pair and was wondering, hoping she'd perhaps
consider...There was a gasp, silence then "I suppose so....but careful?  I
mean Dad's had me that way but I think you might sort of stretch a bit more
but, wait a bit longer will you...I'm rather enjoying this you know....."

It was like treading egg shells, this was the smallest girl in our group
and by now I was really excited, penis engorged and throbbing.  Cautiously,
little Fiona positioned herself, she'd decided to lay on her pack and pull
up her knees but I suggested otherwise, lying flat upon her tummy with
pillows under her hips would not only provide good access but it must show
off her pert little mounds to advantage - this last argument appealed to
her vanity and that of course won the day.  By now I was fair shaking with
excitement, little girl prone before me, slim hands already parting buttock
cheeks and there, the tiny opening with puckered rim, pink and glistening
with the stuff I'd lavished upon her.  Even so, with hands clasping her
hips, it was a slow process, occasionally in response to a gasp I'd halt,
once I withdrew slightly but together we persevered and then "There my
Angel, can you feel it, we're there!  You clever, clever girl!"  A gasp and
grunt then through clenched teeth "Oh, you awful man, look what you've done
to little me....will I be able to sit up in class Monday?"  To which I
truthfully replied "Well, if you can't, you know that either your Dad or
myself will be VERY happy to take care of you!"  At this she giggled, only
to give another gasp as I began to softly bugger her.  God knows how I
managed to hold on but eventually, certain feminine signs became evident,
pain was easing and other sensations were starting to manifest themselves.
Now the time for experimentation, in certain women the so called "G" spot
becomes very accessible through the anus, however the relative size of an
adult penis in a child's passage can make this probing a clumsy affair so -
it was with great caution that I sought the pleasure spot.  It was an
enjoyable process I must admit, a lovely child beneath submissive to my
thrusts, I gently fondled the willing body, hands on slim hips eagerly
feeling her while my penis continued to seek out her forbidden delights and
then suddenly - her shudder and "Oh my, OH MY!  WHAT was that, no keep
going more....there, it is again....I'm sore, so sore but...I don't want
you to stop, oh I'll never be able to walk but, don't end, never end just
be gentle, gentle..."  Her legs now swung back as she attempted to lock me
into her but, as shudder after shudder wracked the thin little frame, it
couldn't last.  Helpless, I in turn lay shuddering as semen jerked from
within to flood my young lover, and soon exhausted I rolled from the girl
with chest heaving.  Silence for a while then..."You...you, I mean will
you...want to do this with me again...I wouldn't mind it - you know?"

The interruption shocked us both "Oh you wouldn't would you?  Well missy
Fiona, Dad and I are pretty well booked up from now until...well whenever I
say so and you can just live with it.  So, dear Dad if you've nothing
better to do perhaps you'll share with me whatever you did to little miss
here."  My daughter was awake, how much she'd witnessed I could only guess
but with a little blond beauty whose blue eyes blaze you don't argue and in
the back of my mind was the knowledge that whereas Fiona would be one sore
miss tomorrow - my own fate could be infinitely worse...and so it was.
Whoever coined the phrase "loving father" I reflected?