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Neighborhood Pervert--Bethany (Page 4)

by Leslie Schmidt

And lick her I did! For then next twenty minutes I chowed down on her preteen pus like it was the first and last thing I’d ever ate. I even dug my tongue into her pinkish-brown bung hole a couple of times. At one time I was sitting on my heals, holding her ass up in my hands, eating her like a piece of watermelon, her legs wet against my cheeks, while she supported herself on her head, cumming and cumming.

Another time, she pushed me away, sweat streaming down her sides, and I gave her about twenty seconds respite while I lay down on my stomach. Then I lifted her knees over my shoulders and went back at it.

I probably made that little one cum ten times before she hobbled off the bed, half stumbling to the bathroom to piss. When she came back I tried to start again but she wouldn’t let me.

“OK, I said, “I’ll stop but, you see,” I nodded down at my raging hard on, “I need to cum again.”

“OH, I can’t do that again!” she exclaimed. “I’m exhausted!”

I climbed back up onto my knees, then crawled between hers. “OK, now it’s my turn to jerk off…but I’m going to put my cum inside you.”

“OK,” she said, smiling. She lifted her legs up, almost touching her knees to her shoulders. This made her sex stretch and pull open.

It took a while for me to build up—jerking off looking down at this awesome seven year old. She watched with interest and some amusement as I built. She put her arms around the back of her thighs so she could hold her legs up. Her feet swung around in the air above her head. I rubbed my dick along her slit some, then stroked myself, then went back to her slit.

She knew when I was ready and even lifted her hips off the bed for me. I needed to lift up and lean over her—now I was pushing my cock down against her puss and rubbing it along her open slit. I pushed at the opening of her vagina and was amazed that half of my cockhead was really in her second grade cunt. I couldn’t hold back any longer as I pushed down, then slid along, then pushed again and came.

It was my second shot, and I’d cum such an enormous load before, that I’m sure I didn’t shoot much—at least, none leaked out around my cockhead as I held it in place and stroked my seed out of my balls and into her obscenely spread opened sex.

When I’d finished cumming, I leaned back on my heels. Her inner lips were spread open and I had filled her vagina with my white goo. There was just a little wetness of white slime in the folds around her clit ridge. When she lowered her legs and put her heels on the bed, then pushed herself back a small gob of sperm spurted out of her and ran down her ass onto the sheets. She reached down and rubbed her hand over her pussy, it came up wet. Then she smeared my cum that was leaking out of her hooch around on her pussy.

I sat there, my ass on my heels, panting. All I could think about was how I’d filled both ends of this sex-slut little seven year old with my swimmers.

It was around two on Sunday afternoon and I was talking with Josh in the driveway before he left for St. Louis.

“Bethany told me you two had quite a night last night,” he said.

“How much does she tell you?” I asked.

“Everything,” he said. “You’re turning her into quite a little nympho. At first she wasn’t too sure about it, but now she really enjoys it.”

“Going to be tough on her when you guys move.”

“She’s really after me—crawled in bed this morning and I woke up with her pulling my shorts down.”

“You let her?” (I guessed this had happened while I was out for a run.)

“What choice did I have?” he said.

“What you do?”

“She just sat on top of me, rubbed me against her till I came.”

On Monday around eleven Josh called me at work. “The interview went really well—they gave me a tour of the whole plant and then called me a half hour later—want a second interview with the head engineer tomorrow.”

“That sounds great!” I responded.

“How’d Bethany do this morning?”

“She was pretty sleepy—not used to getting up so early, but I think she managed. She lay down on the couch when I dropped her off and was asleep before I left.”

“I’ll really have to thank your friend’s wife for doing this,” he said. “Daycares usually don’t start up so early.”

“I’m sure she’s having fun, Carl’s little girl’s probably enjoying having a playmate.”

I’d arranged for the wife of one of my co-workers—the other early shift tech—to watch Bethany while Josh was out of town. I’d have to check that tomorrow would be OK too.

She was a little disappointed that her daddy wouldn’t be home that night—she was probably looking forward to continuing what she had started—but we made up for it in the hot tub and then later in my bed. Again she went to sleep with her stomach full of my sperm (hot tub) and her pussy full too (bed).

The next day Josh called and said he was on the way back to pack—he’d signed an offer letter and was going to start as soon as he could find a place and get Bethany settled.

That night Bethany stayed in her father’s room. I had to laugh at myself about my feelings. Of course, it was frustrating to know that that sexy little seven year old was sucking and fucking right next door, but it was also really silly to feel any jealousy. I looked in at them before I left in the morning, Josh was wrapped around her, like spoons. When I got home that afternoon there was a U-haul trailer hooked up to his truck and it was backed up to the garage door. Mat looked up from the couch when I came in, Bethany was on his lap.

“We’re all loaded, leaving in the morning,” he said.

“Sounds like reason for a celebration,” I responded.

It was dinner out at a Chili’s, then home and the three of us in the hot tub. This time, however, Josh had led Bethany out into the screen room and, in front of me, had undressed her. He had her standing on the edge of the tub, standing over him while she steadied herself with a hand on one of the wall beams, as he pulled her panties down. Then he leaned forward and ran his tongue along her slit. She giggled.

“I want you to give your cousin Mat a very special ‘thank you’ gift for letting us stay with him.”

“OK,” Bethany said, looking questioningly at me.

The preliminaries are not really important, except to say that Bethany really didn’t feel comfortable doing it in front of her daddy until he joined in. Then she became insatiable. We ended up out of the hot tub with her spread across the picnic table on her back. Josh was on one side, rubbing his cock along her slit, while she hung her head off the other side, taking my cock in her mouth.

Watching Josh pushing his cock along her pussy was as much of a turn on for me as watching his daughter suck another guy’s dick was to him and, when he started shooting ropes of cum across her belly I unloaded in her mouth, shoving my dick deep. I pumped cum as I watched her throat expand, the veins bulging out on either side of her wind pipe. Then she pushed me back so my dick was just in her mouth and she tried to swallow the load I was giving her but still a lot leaked out of her mouth and ran up her cheeks, some into her nose and eyes.

Afterwards she rolled onto her ass and sat up, her torso and face covered with sperm. She coughed a couple of times, then lay back down on her side, putting her hands under her face and looking like she intended to go to sleep.

A few minutes later Josh carried his sleeping little girl in and put her on the couch. Our sperm was drying on her, beginning to turn into white flakes on her skin. She lay there while Josh and I had one more beer. I called in and told the mid shift people I’d be taking a personal day.

“I hope that, once we’re settled and she gets back in school, we can leave this,” he said to me. “You know, I’m really not into this.”

“That’s probably for the better,” I said. “It’d be tough to deal with a jealous seven year old if you brought someone else home.”

“I’ve heard it’s tough enough, without having a…god,…I’m not sure how to say it.”

“I know what you mean,” I laughed, then took a swig of my beer. “Of course, if you ever want your place to yourself, you can just send her to me!”

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