Date: Sun, 25 Oct 2015 12:05:49 -0400
From: user459@mail.com
Subject: Meg's Bike 22

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The long shower was just what I needed; not only to get cleaned up, but to
let the warm water run over me and soothe my muscles.  I turned the handle
to make it hotter and let the hot water cascade over my head and down my
body.  I was still in pretty good shape for my age.  Why else would these
kids and even adult women be coming on to me?  Then again, maybe it was my
sparkling personality.

Even my dick felt a little better after I got out of the shower and dried
off.  I found some unscented lotion to put on it and decided I had better
give it a rest for a while, even though it chubbed up when I put the lotion
on.  I pulled on a pair of shorts, nothing else, and sat in my recliner to
map out the activities planned for tomorrow.  I didn't want to plan every
detail of Susan's anal deflowering, but I wanted to facilitate her
encounter with Tyler.  I planned to stay out of the sexual limelight,
though I knew it would get to me eventually.  I half-dozed off thinking
about the staging and logistics of it.

I played several scenarios over in my head, including one where I would
mount Tyler while he did Susan, but I soon dismissed such a thought.  Why
would I settle for some boy's asshole when there was pussy so close by?  That's
just the way my mind works.  I'd be better off letting it play out as it
will.  I'll just set it up and let nature take its course.  I knew, from
Tyler's experiences with Donny, that he had no such compunctions against
anal sex.  Plus, Susan had been the object of his desires for years.

The doorbell rang.  Shit!  It startled me out of my reverie and I sat up so
quickly, the recliner banged back into the upright position.  I shook the
cobwebs out of my head and tried to focus on the situation.  Oh yeah!  The
doorbell had just rung!  In just my shorts I went to the front door and
peered through the side window.  It wasn't a full clear glass panel, but
was leaded glass with a few clear sections at strategic places.  I could
make out the form of a small person and a pink bike in the vestibule
outside the door.

"Meg!" I exclaimed as I opened the door.  "What's going on?  I've missed
you!"  She put her kickstand down and ran into my outstretched arms.  She
hugged me tightly and seemed to be sobbing.  I pulled back from her to find
that tears were streaming down her cheeks.

"I've missed you, too!" she said, in between sobs.  I hugged her to me once
again.  What is it with these crying females?  I seem to be a target for
them.

I ushered her in and closed the door.  Then I remembered that her bike was
still out front.  I retrieved it and brought it into the foyer, out of the
way of any prying eyes.

"What's the trouble?" I asked.  She sniffed and snuffled and I grabbed some
tissues from the table.

"I..I..I , uh..." she stammered.  She took a couple big breaths and composed
herself as best she could.  "Laura and Tyler are being mean to me!"  That
launched another series of sobs and tears as she tightly hugged my waist.

"What do you mean?" I asked, "How are they being mean to you?"

"Well, they aren't letting me play around with them as much," she
said.  "They're
doing things together all the time now."

"And you feel left out?"  I asked.

"Yes," she replied.  "Left out and I guess I'm jealous, too."

"What else?" I asked.

"I want to do stuff and there's nobody to do it with."  Now we got to the
crux of the problem; the little girl was horny!  Just the thought of that
made my pecker rise, but I was determined to let it rest until tomorrow.

"Is there any way I can help you with that?" I asked.  She looked down at
the floor and then meekly up into my eyes.

"Remember when you put me and Laura up on the workbench?" she asked.

"And I licked both of your pussies?

"Yeah, that's it!" she exclaimed.  "Can we do that again, just me and you?"
she pleaded.  Her face went a little red at hearing herself say that.

"Sure!" I answered, "But we don't have to use the workbench, do we?"  She
thought about that for a second.

"No, not really," she said.  I let my hand reach lower and slid it into her
shorts.  Just as I thought; no panties!  This little vixen had come over
with sex on her mind!

"Come with me" I instructed.  I led her by the hand into the kitchen,
spread a kitchen towel on the counter and hoisted her up on it.  She leaned
back and lifted her bum so I could slip her shorts off.  I pulled her shirt
off over her head.  I wanted to see the whole package.  It was worth it!

I kissed her on the neck and made my way down her little body.  When I got
to her chest, I paid special attention to the two little tit mounds there.  I
swear they had grown since I first met her.  The nipples stiffened up
quickly and Meg squirmed under my attention.  She leaned back on her hands,
pulling away from my mouth.  It was obvious what she wanted.

I trailed kisses and licks down her chest and tummy to the top of her
perfect pubic mound.  I could already smell her excitement.  I decided to
bypass it for now and licked down through the crease where her thigh met
her crotch.  She spread her legs to permit me access.  I pushed her knees
even farther apart until her slit opened up a bit, showing the pink inside.
Still, I avoided it.  I licked up the crease on the other side.  Meg was
moaning now, obviously impatient to get on with the pussy licking.  I put
her feet up on the counter and then pushed them back, causing her to rock
back enough to expose her little wrinkled anus.  I took the opportunity to
swipe it with my tongue and then followed the slit up, just grazing her
pussy as I went.  When she felt I was near the target, she pushed her hips
forward and planted her pussy against my lips.  I had no choice but to
start lapping at the folds of the bald treasure before me.  She sighed with
relief and release.  I guess she really hadn't been getting enough from
Laura and Tyler.

I abandoned all thoughts of being delicate and dove right in.  I licked up
and down her slit, pausing to drive my tongue as far as I could into her
vaginal opening.  Her taste was heady and intoxicating.  I replaced my
tongue with a long middle finger and frigged her with it as I explored
further north and found her swollen clitoris.  I did a tongue dance on it
that drove her nuts.  The combination of the penetration of my finger and
the stimulation of my tongue really got to her.  I added another finger and
found adequate space to do that without hurting her.  In fact, she seemed
to welcome it, if her hip thrusting was any indicator.  Her breathing
became ragged and her head lolled from side to side.  It was obvious she
was approaching the zenith of her climax.

I slowed my attack on her clit and she settled down some, but still kept
rotating her hips up into my face.  I extracted my fingers and set about
licking the entirety of her inner and outer labia.  When she seemed
comfortable with that and settled into a steady rhythm, I broke it off and
went full-force for her clit.  I sucked it out of hiding and gave it a full
tongue massage.   Quickly, she was again on the ragged edge.  I decided to
get the job done.  I didn't let up until she was almost screaming and she
arched her back.  She quivered and shook and let out a guttural sound.  I
swear I felt some liquid gush out, but there was so much of my own saliva I
couldn't prove it.  It was a first class cum, that's for sure.  I was happy
to be the one to give it to her.

She pushed my head away when she was done quaking.  She had become
sensitive down there.  My face must have looked like I dove face first into
a glazed donut!  I was covered in the taste and smell of young pussy!  Yay!


I picked her limp body up from the counter top and carried her to the
family room and lay her on the couch.  Her eyes were closed and she was
breathing deeply.  I pulled the blanket down from the back of the couch and
gently spread it over her.  She was sound asleep.  I folded her clothes and
placed them near her head.

I had to ignore the tree that had grown in my shorts.  I knew I couldn't
possibly eat that little snatch without getting a boner, but I was
determined to save it for whatever would happen once Tyler and Susan showed
up tomorrow.