Family Friend Part 3

By Leslie Schmidt

Glen pulled the covers down as much as he dared. He wanted to uncover the child and look at her, but he knew that would wake her. He did, however lift them enough to see her bloodied ass and, below, her still gooey sex.

The blood in the creases of her ass and pussy was darkening as it dried-as was his cum beginning to dry into flakes of white. Still, there was less blood than he'd imagined, and just some pink staining on cock and balls. The exception was a darker read ring around his dick, a bit over half way up. The sheets would probably come clean. He went into the bathroom and pissed, then took care to wash all traces of her blood from himself.

Making sure the eleven year old was tucked in, he went out into the kitchen and got a beer. He kept the volume turned down on the TV after he slid back into the bed and watched a college football game. She slept through the second quarter and half time, then woke up just before the fourth quarter started.

First Katie rolled onto her side, then a few moments later onto her back and stretched, opening her eyes.

"Hi darling," Glen said, reaching down and brushing her hair back.

"Oh," she sat up and looked around, "what time is it?"

He looked at the clock. "Six-fifteen."

She looked out the window. "It's dark."

"Not really," he responded. "This is an east exposure and the trees block the lights."

She flipped the covers back and got out of bed, walking toward the bathroom. Just before she closed the door, Glen noticed the redish-brown stains on her thighs right up against her ass. He heard her pee, then the toilet flushed.

"Glen?" she called through the door, "can I take a shower?"

"Of course dear," he called back. "There's clean towels and the shampoo and soap is in there."

She stayed in the shower until the water started to get cool. At first, the soap stung her when she washed herself between her legs but that passed. Then she just stayed under the warm stream as long as she could.. Finally, after almost fifteen minutes, she turned off the water and dried herself off. She sat down on the toilet and tried to look at herself. She could see that her pussy was red and swollen. When she ran her finger along her slit it stung.

She had left her clothes in the bedroom, so she wrapped herself in a towel and came out.

"How ya doing?" Glen asked from the bed. The game had ended and he had moved on to a soccer match.

Without saying a word, Katie walked up to him and put her arms around his neck. She bent down and kissed him, then pulled back. "I feel wonderful!" she said. Then they both heard her stomach growl.

"Hungry too?" he laughed. "Where do you want to eat?"

"I don't know," she said, standing back up.

"How bout Applebee's?"

"Great."

She went to her bag and rummaged around in it. She pulled out a comb, then went into the bathroom and started untangling her hair.

Glen got up and walked to the door. He was still naked.

"Can I dry your hair?" he asked on impulse. (He had always enjoyed doing that for Molly and Paula.)

Katie looked at him with surprise. "I guess."

"Sit at the desk, Paula's old blow drier is in the other bathroom."

He went out and found the dryer under the counter in the hallway bath. Back with Katie, he plugged it into a surge suppressor that he stuck to the top of the desk with double sided tape, then turned it on.

Being careful not to pull, he worked his way up from the ends with the comb while drying the girl's hair. Soon, under the stream of hot air, Katie began to feel warm so she let the towel fall off her torso. Much to Glen's delight, when it fell it slipped off her lap also so she was just sitting on it. Once, when he was standing to her side, his cock brushed her arm. Katie looked over at it and smiled, then up at Glen. Playfully, she reached up and petted it like you would a kitten.

"You're going to start something again," Glen said over the noise of the blow dryer.

"Maybe later," Katie answered, then dropped her hand and looked forward.

At Applebee's they split an order of ribs, getting two plates. The waitress had never seen a father and daughter sit next to each other in a booth like that, and she thought they were really cute. She also was surprised when she heard Katie call her daddy by his first name.

"Do you want to stay at my house tonight?" he asked as he backed out of the parking place after the meal.

Katie looked straight ahead for a moment, again confronted with a choice. Then she turned to him with the same wide open smile that made her mother cringe. "Sure! Why not?"

Right then, Glen's phone rang. Katie could tell from the way he talked that it was something important. They were at a stop sign when he hung up. He looked at her.

"I'm sorry hun, that was work. I need to go in."

"Something wrong?"

"No, not really. Just one of my people went home sick and I need to go in to help out and close the store. I'll drop you off first."

"At your place?"

"No, at your home," he responded. He felt really disappointed.

The light changed. Katie was silent. She didn't want to go home and the more she thought about it, the more disappointed SHE began to feel. Then she remembered that Tommy would be there...and that would be embarrassing if he asked where she was. She looked up at him.

"Glen? Can't I stay with you?"

He thought for a moment. "It'll be kind of boring. The store closes at 8 but we won't be out of there until 9."

"It's OK."

He had to think quick, then he made a U-turn back towards downtown.

Katie sat in the employee lounge and watched TV for a while, then played on the Internet in Glen's office. After they locked up, she helped him balance the register. She asked a lot of questions and Glen found it was really a lot of fun teaching her some of the accounting. She was amazed at the amount of money in the registers ($550.00). "Wow, I've never seen that much money!" and even more amazed at the total take for the day.

"Most of the cash is picked up by an armored truck every afternoon and I make a deposit at the bank on my way home. This is just this evening's receipts," he explained It gives us enough cash to start the registers in the morning."

He showed her how he makes up two register drawers for the morning and they go in a different safe. "I have an assistant that opens in the morning," he said. "She'll take these out to the registers when she comes in. I usually drop in most Sundays to see how things are going."

They stopped for ice cream on the way back to Glen's apartment, so it was 10:30 by the time they started home.

Now, as they were driving from the Baskin Robbins to Glen's place, there was an awkward silence. It continued as they walked up the stairs and down the hall, then as he followed her into the apartment.

After closing the door, Glen put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around. It struck him how small she was-so much smaller than any of the women he'd had before. He was reminded of his daughter, Paula, almost a decade ago. He leaned down and kissed her, a friendly kiss.

"I'm going to go take a shower," he said as he straightened back up.

She looked up at him, her face calm. "Alright if I get ready for bed?"

For a moment Glen was surprised and shocked. Then: "Ah, yeah..." he broke into a smile, "that'd be great."

Again he leaned down and this time they shared their tongues for a moment before she pulled away. She walked down the hall, brushing her hand along the wall and swinging her hips.

The hot water felt good running down his chest and stomach, then around his half hard cock before splashing around his feet. Glen had to remind himself to take his time. Then, when Katie came into the bathroom he was able to watch her through the frosted glass of the shower door. He could only see diffuse shapes, but he watched as she peed, then brushed her teeth, then her hair. He finished after she'd left, closing the door behind her

Glen dried off in the steamy air and brushed his own teeth. He paused, then took the aspirin, antacid, and cholesterol meds that the doctors insisted he take. After thinking for a moment more, he took an orange tablet that the doctor also prescribed for times like this (though certainly not partners like this). He new he'd have an awful headache, much like being hung over, along with sniffles, in the morning; but this was the third time tonight.

When he came out of the bathroom, Katie was sitting up in bed, watching TV. She grabbed the remote and shut it off, then looked up at him with an expectant expression.

She was sitting up against the headboard with a pillow behind her. The sheets and blankets were around her waist, but she was uncovered above that. Again, Glen observed how much she was a child-no flare down to her hips, no roundness at all to her breasts. Her areolas were just colored circles on her chest. For the first time, he noticed two moles, one just inside and below her right nipple, the other even with it but around on her side. There was another small one above her navel, to the left.

She was on the left side of the bed, opposite him, next to the window. The drapes were open but the window was high enough that there was no way anyone could see in unless they climbed the maple tree outside the building. Glen turned on the reading lamp on the bed table to his side, then turned off the overhead light. He noticed that she had neatly folded her clothes like before and put them on the desk chair.

When he went back to the bed, after looking down the hall to make sure the lights in the rest of the apartment were off, Katie slid down onto her back, pushing the covers down as she did. Now they only reached her thighs. Glen forgot to breath as he looked at her.

He couldn't believe it, but she was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He was shocked by how much of a turn on this little preteen was. It was too early for it to be the effect of the pill, but his heart was speeding up and he was beginning to feel just a bit lightheaded.

Katie was smiling up at him, a tight, nervous smile, but also with a hint of amusement. Then her eyes moved down, over his chest, then stomach. He could feel them looking at him and they grew a little larger, not in fear but in interest, when they reached his cock.

She sat up. "Can I...?" she said as she reached across towards his cock.

"OK," Glen responded, his voice cracked.

She rolled over and up onto her knees, then walked on them across the bed. Then, with a clinical expression she took his cock and lifted it, looking at his balls. With her other hand she reached up but then stopped.

"I'll be real careful," she said. Then she ran one of her fingers back and forth along the bottom of his scrotum.

Glen's cock was swelling in her hand.

"That doesn't hurt?" she asked.

"Huh uh..." Glen almost moaned.

Katie giggled, then using her thumb and forefinger, she gently moved one of his testis around in his sack. By now, Glen was fully hard in her other hand.

"This is where the sperm is made," she said to herself, leaning in closer.

"Mommy said you had an operation and can't get me pregnant."

This brought Glen back to Earth. "Ah...yeah...there are two little scars," he moved his cock to the side and pointed to the mark at the top of his scrotum, just to the side of his cock, "where they went in and snipped a little tube." Then he showed her the other side.

"But you still shoot that stuff," she said.

"Yeah, just the same but there aren't any swimmers in it."

She giggled, then kissed Glen's cock head. She dropped his dick, then lay back on the bed, moving around with her head toward the top, and laying with her legs spread. She was smiling up at him.

"Holy fuck child, you are sexy," Glen said in a low voice. His cock was so hard it felt like it would explode. His heart was beating at least 130 and he was definitely feeling a bit light headed-an effect of the drug.

Looked down at her hairless slit, he could see the redness and there were even a couple of flecks of dried blood in the crack.

He lay down next to her, then kissed her. As their tongues intertwined, she brought her hand up onto the back of his neck and he rubbed his up and down her thigh. His cock was rock hard against her hip, it felt hot against her.

He moved his and up into her crotch and pushed his finger along her slit. Katie pulled her legs up and hissed, breaking the kiss.

"Oh, that stings," she said.

Glen lifted up, removing his hand from between her legs.

"I guess I'm still pretty sore..." she said in an apologetic tone.

Glen looked down at her crotch, then back up. "Can I kiss it and make it feel better?" he asked with a smile.

With a huge grin on her face, Katie scooted down more, spreading her legs further and lifting her knees some-getting ready to get her pussy eaten-while Glen crawled around and settled himself on his stomach between the eleven year olds legs. He had to position his cock-it was so hard it was a little uncomfortable to by laying on it.

He was a little shocked when, after settling himself, he looked at Katie's pussy. Her outer lips had pulled apart and there were flecks of dried blood still in the folds, her inner lips were swollen and red. There was even some slight blue bruising around the back of her lips and across her perineum. It was obvious that she'd need a few days of healing before she could take another cock.

"Oh, that does look sore," he said.

Using his thumbs he spread her lips more. When her vagina opened up he could see the torn and still bloody remains of her cherry.

"That hurt," she said in a low voice.

Glen pulled his thumbs away. "I'm sorry," he said. Then he leaned forward and stuck out his tongue. He brushed it along her clit hood, taking care not to press her vagina. Katie jumped a little, then giggled.

"Did that hurt?" he asked.

"No," she laughed.

He did it again, this time with a little more pressure.

"What about that?"

She was looking down at him, biting her lower lip and smiling. She slowly shook her head.

Glen leaned back down and started carefully and gently licking and sucking Katie's battered cunt. He was very careful, only playing with her clitoris with his tongue and resisting the temptation to push it into her vagina. She had a slight metallic taste of blood and a couple of times he paused to wipe reddish-brown clots from his tongue that were working out of her vagina as her moisture began to develop.

Still, as careful as he could be, she still occasionally pulled her breath in with a twinge of pain-but this seemed to even increase her pleasure. When she started to rhythmically rock her hips into his face he just concentrated on her clit with the tip of his tongue, moving it from side to side until she caught her breath and shivered, holding her pussy up to him.

She sank back down, breathing hard and he got up on his hands and knees. Moving to her side he lay down again and, grabbing across her, he pulled her hip against his cock.

"That alright? Does it feel better now?" he asked.

Katie giggled as she turned her head to look at him. "Oh yeah, much better."

He rolled onto his back, pulling her onto her side with him. Her hand naturally fell onto his cock. She grasped it and lifted up, looking at it.

Stroking it a couple of times, she said, "I'm sorry, I'm just too sore still."

"That's OK honey," he responded, then he pulled her face down to his and kissed her. When she lifted back up, looking at him, he said, "There are other ways."

Katie got a flat expression...giving him a look of 'yeah...I know...'

"You want a blow job," she said with a resigned tone.

Glen didn't say anything.

Katie took a deep breath, then let it out. Without saying a word she climbed up on her knees and knelt next to him. Taking his cock in both hands, she leaned down.

Glen hadn't at all anticipated that he'd get Katie of suck his cock. He'd assumed that she'd chicken out as soon as he came into the bedroom, just after she'd arrived. Then, after giving him a hand job, he figured she'd ask to go home. Now she was kneeling next to him with his dick in her mouth...she even hadn't asked him not to cum.

She didn't try to deep throat him, she even didn't take him out and lick his shaft, she just moved his cock head back and forth in her mouth while holding his shaft with both hands.

"Oh god honey, that's nice," he said as he ran his hand up the back of her neck and into her hair.

She looked up at him and smiled around his cock, then went back to bobbing. Glen just looked up at the ceiling and let things take their course.

In most of the porn films that Katie had watched, the guys had pulled their cocks and then jerked off, cumming in the girls open mouth and on her face. Then they'd make a big show of swallowing, sometimes wiping the goo off their chin into their mouth. Only a couple of times had the guys cum while the girl was sucking on them. Then they'd usually let their cum run out of their mouths for show.

Glen was beginning to hump into her mouth and his cock was getting even bigger. He was also breathing hard, even moaning a little, and Katie was pretty sure he was about to cum. But he didn't stop her, so she decided that he wanted to actually shoot in her mouth while she sucked him.

Then he groaned and his cock started to twitch like it had the first time he'd cum. There was a sudden gush of goo in her mouth and he pushed way back into her throat, gagging her. She opened her mouth and pulled back as he shot another stream of cum into her mouth. It immediately fell down onto her hands and his cock. She felt him pushing her head down slightly, so she closed her mouth around his dickhead again and two more gushes of sperm filled her. She swallowed once, then a little more sperm came in.

She just held his dickhead there in her mouth, no longer moving it as it twitched three or four more times, each time adding a little more spunk. He rubbed the side of her face as he relaxed.

"Oh fuck, honey, that was awesome," he said with a very rough voice.

Katie needed to breath, she'd been holding her breath since he had gagged her with his cock. She sat up and swallowed, then took a deep breath. She suddenly felt very tired. There was still a lot of his goo in her mouth. She pushed her legs out, laying down and then put her head in his lap, looking up at him with his cock along her cheek. With her tongue she pushed the remaining cum out of her mouth, it ran from the corner down over his dick head.

"Oh Jesus fuck, you are incredible," he said. He pulled the girl up over him and kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue into her mouth and tasting his own sperm. He rolled them over, so she was now on her back, and continued to kiss her, thrashing her tongue with his.

They necked like this for over a minute before he lifted up, looking down at her.

She was still very tired and smiled lazily up at him. Most of the taste of him was out of her mouth now-all she wanted to do was sleep.

"I want to sleep now," she said.

Without saying a word, Glen reached over and turned off the lamp. The room was almost completely dark, very little light came in through the window. Glen pulled the little girl against him, like spoons, and worked the covers over them. She snuggled against his arm like a pillow, his soft cock was against her butt.

In the morning, Glen was up before Katie and he was frying bacon and sipping his second cup of coffee when she came in. He was a little disappointed that she had put on her panties and the shirt she had worn the evening before-he was still naked. Before they ate he went and got dressed.

On the way to the store, he stopped to drop her off. She went to the door of the white frame house, opened the screen but the front door was locked. She knocked, then waited. Glen was about to get out of the car when Kathy opened the door and let her daughter in. After the girl had passed, she looked out at Glen and waved. He put the car in gear left, wondering when (or if) he'd ever see Katie again.

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