A Sweet Escape/Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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What is a man to do stuck in a hotel room with an energetic 7 year old? Not much. I desperately wanted to take Zoe out somewhere and explore this city we were stuck in. But my brother’s instructions were clear and I didn’t want to disobey them without at least knowing a little more about what kind of trouble he was in. I was really glad I had stopped to get her that stuffed animal on the way. It was a unicorn she had decided to name Jeff. I thought Jeff was a weird name for a unicorn, but I didn’t tell her that.

Jeff held her attention for a while, as did the kid’s shows on the motel room’s television set. But that didn’t stop her from running and skipping around the room eventually, not try understanding why I insisted we couldn’t leave the room. Seeing cartel guys at my brother’s house yesterday had me really unsettled, so I wanted to play it safe. I knew we’d need to go shopping for some food eventually, but I had at leaded gotten the underpaid motel staff to bring the daily hotel breakfast to the room for a healthy tip from the duffle bag.

Zoe’s energy wasn’t my only problem, however. My energy was through the roof, too. My sexual energy anyways. Just like last night, my suppressed thoughts about little girls—and about Zoe herself rose to the surface. I tried once again to beat them back down, but being stuck in the same room with her didn’t make it easy.

What’s more, 7 year olds aren’t exactly good at being modest. In Zoe’s case, as long as she’s comfortable with you, she doesn’t think twice about it. She was one to run around the house in her underwear or even in her pull-up before getting dressed for the day.

This particular morning, she stayed in her pull-up until after we ate breakfast. I couldn’t help but find it erotic as she played with her new stuffed unicorn and leaped over the bed clad only it that and a t-shirt. Eventually, she decided it was time to change into panties; at which time I was treated to a front row seat as she peeled down her pull-up and replaced it with a pair of clean panties before resuming her play.

She finally did settle down for a bit to watch TV. It was around lunch time that it was clear she was starting to get bored of that; and it was time to leave for some supplies, too. I instructed Zoe to get properly dressed and she picked out a yellow t-shirt from her suitcase and a pair of elastic pants which conformed to her legs perfectly.

While we were out, I grabbed a few board games we could keep ourselves occupied with as well as a few toys Zoe could play with. As for myself, I picked out a few good looking books that I hoped would satisfy my own boredom.

Our motel room had a small freezer and refrigerator, so I was able to buy some perishable food along with some cereal, ramen, and easy mac. It would keep us from going hungry for a few days until my brother got in touch, at least.

Back at the hotel room, it was a lot smoother sailing for both of us with things to do. That didn’t stop her from asking about her father. I was beginning to wonder myself. By this time it had been more than 24 hours since he told me to leave town with Zoe. I hid any worry from Zoe, though. I didn’t feel the need to keep much else from her, though. I explained that he was in trouble with some bad people at his work and asked me to keep her safe.

She seemed somewhat satisfied with that answer along with my reassurance that he would probably call me soon. I had half a mind to call him, but I figured I’d give him a little while longer yet.

After we’d eaten dinner, I told Zoe it was time to get ready for bed. After little argument, she began to peel off her t-shirt, dropping it on the motel room floor. I was greeted by her bare torso and I tried rather unsuccessfully not to imagine kissing her nipples that barely protruded from her chest. It didn’t stop there.

She lost her pants next and her panties soon followed, giving me a view of her bare ass before she somewhat clumsily dressed in a girl’s pink and white pull-up. I had been watching her change as I sat up in my bed and my cock was rock hard by the time she scampered over to me.

“Can I sleep in your bed, Justin?” She asked now ready for bed. “I feel kind of lonely in a big bed all my myself.”

“But you’ve got Jeff,” I picked up her new stuff unicorn, trying to fight my urge for a moment.

“That’s not the same,” Zoe pouted. I empathized with her. Of course she must have been quite bewildered by the whole situation, forced to run off with her uncle with little explanation.

“Fine, but go brush your teeth first,” I relented, though I didn’t need much convincing. How could say no to a pleading little girl after all? I stripped off my pants and decided to take off my t-shirt tonight, too.

“I should have bought us pajamas today,” I thought to myself in a brief moment of clarity. At the same time, I was glad I didn’t. Or at least my cock was glad I didn’t.

“Hey, you’re in you’re underwear,” the little girl giggled, seeing me for the first time since disappearing into the bathroom to brush her teeth. I ignored the comment.

“Come on, let’s get to bed. I’ll try to get in touch with your father tomorrow morning.” She ran over and hopped into my bed, I climbed in after her and she immediately snuggled up to me.

My cock was instantly alert and I couldn’t fight the urge to keep from snuggling her back. I felt her bare skin, warm against my chest. I placed an arm around her, and planted a kiss on her forehead. She cooed and turned her body towards me in response. Her leg rubbed up against my thigh and her scent captivated me. She reached out to hold my hand, accidentally rubbing it against the thin layer of cotton around my erect cock instead. She didn’t say anything about it, but Eventually found my hand and grabbed it, pulling it into her body.

Of all the women I’d been with up until that point; I couldn’t help myself from feeling that this was the hottest thing I’d ever done. She began snuggling my hand against her warm body, just like she might a stuffed animal. I used the opportunity to rub my hand over her chest in response.

I’ll never know how I resisted doing anything more that night. My sexual frustration had been building since the night before when I had changed her for bed. Every time I looked at her, I wanted to run my hands all over her body. But at that point, I was somehow still convinced that nothing more would happen. There was no way I could allow myself to do anything with a child, let alone my little niece. Early that morning however, I caught myself getting bolder.

We had both been sound asleep, but I was awakened by the movement of the little girl snuggled next to me. The clock read 1:35 am but I knew why Zoe was awake.

She hopped out of bed, perhaps unaware I was even awake and I watched through the dim light, enjoying the view as she walked over to her suitcase. She stripped off her wet pull-up, dropping it on the floor before reaching down for a clean one. Glancing in my direction, she noticed me when she pulled a fresh pull-up out of the suitcase.

“Hey, quit staring at me while I’m changing,” Zoe scolded me.

“Sorry,” I responded without really trying to look away as she put on her fresh pull-up. Meanwhile, I caught my hand rubbing my dick under the sheets.

When she returned to bed, I took her in my arms hugged her close once again, pressing her up against my body. She snuggled into me, completely innocent of any sexual feelings and completely unaware of anything out of the ordinary. Still, I knew she could probably feel my erect cock in between us. I felt as though I might cum just from the feeling of her stomach rising and falling over the tip.

I ran a hand down her back and over her pull-up. Then, I hoisted her up until her face met mine. I planted a kiss on her forehead. Then another on her cheek. I felt my hips gyrating, causing my cock to rub against her pull-up through the fabric of my underwear.

She reacted by returning a kiss on my cheek and snuggling closer to me, feeling safe in my arms and completely oblivious to anything else. The whole situation aroused me so much that it didn’t take long. I masturbated my cock against her with few more careful movements and it began erupting inside of my boxers. I enjoyed the feeling of her soft skin pressed against mine. As I held the child, I came harder than I ever had in my entire life, filling my boxers with more cum than I knew I could shoot at one time.

I was completely lost in pleasure while she remained unaware of anything out of the ordinary aside from a little extra hugging and snuggling than she was used to. I could feel part of my boxers gradually soaking through as more cum shot out of my dick. When it was over, I could tell quite a bit had made its way onto Zoe’s pull-up and onto our bedsheets. If she felt anything, though, she didn’t mention it.

With my cock satisfied for now, we both drifted back to sleep snuggling close to one another.

Chapter 3