Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2011 16:24:25 +1000 From: Lawrence Bradman 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?