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I looked around; it could have been a bar on a beach anywhere apart from the fact that everyone was naked. There was a young mother on a lounger with a baby sucking contentedly one of her tits; two older men, locals by the look of them, were playing draughts; an elderly man was sitting with a | After Bob left, I sat and looked around; it could have been a bar on a beach anywhere apart from the fact that everyone was naked. There was a young mother on a lounger with a baby sucking contentedly one of her tits; two older men, locals by the look of them, were playing draughts; an elderly man was sitting with a girl on his lap and although I couldn’t be certain, it looked as if he was stroking her pussy. Children of various ages were digging in the sand or just running around. Cocks and tits of all sizes everywhere. | ||
The little blonde came back. “Where’s your daddy gone,” she demanded. | The little blonde came back. “Where’s your daddy gone,” she demanded. | ||
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I didn’t understand at first, but then I realised she meant Bob. “He’s not my daddy; he’s just a friend,” I said. | I didn’t understand at first, but then I realised she meant Bob. “He’s not my daddy; he’s just a friend,” I said. | ||
She stood in front of me, feet slightly apart and hands on her non-existent hips. “I want | She stood in front of me, feet slightly apart and hands on her non-existent hips. “I want ice cream,” she said. I smiled and explained that I didn’t have any money and maybe she should ask her daddy. “I don’t got a daddy; there’s just mummy and Carol, she’s my sister.” Realising that she wasn’t going to get an ice cream out of me, she went over to the woman with the baby. She took some money out of a purse and gave it to her. She came back to me. “Mummy says you can have one too,” she said all in a rush. | ||
I looked over to Mum, who gave me a thumbs-up and a wave, before moving the baby into a more comfortable position. “Okay Princess, I said. | I looked over to Mum, who gave me a thumbs-up and a wave, before moving the baby into a more comfortable position. “Okay Princess, I said. | ||
“I tole you I’m not a princess. My name is Rose,” she said as we walked over to the shack. I told her that she was so pretty I was sure she must be a princess. When we got there she demanded to be lifted up, so I sat her on the bar and was treated to a fine display of toddler pussy. “What’s your name,” she demanded. I told her and she said; “That’s a girl’s name; there’s a girl in nursery called | “I tole you I’m not a princess. My name is Rose,” she said as we walked over to the shack. I told her that she was so pretty I was sure she must be a princess. When we got there she demanded to be lifted up, so I sat her on the bar and was treated to a fine display of toddler pussy. “What’s your name,” she demanded. I told her and she said; “That’s a girl’s name; there’s a girl in nursery called Francis.” I explained that it sounded the same but was spelt differently, but she was busy licking her cornet by then and lost interest. She was still sitting on the bar with her legs apart and I couldn’t take my eyes off her neat little pussy. Instead of closing her legs, she reached down and gave it a stroke, leaving a smear of ice cream. Seeing my reaction, she deliberately put some ice cream on her finger and spread it around between her legs. | ||
“I think I need to sit down,” I said. I finished my ice cream and lifted her down; then we walked back to the chairs with me | “I think I need to sit down,” I said. I finished my ice cream and lifted her down; then we walked back to the chairs with me vainly trying to cover myself with my hand. Rose’s mother looked up and didn’t seem the least bit disturbed to see her daughter holding onto the hand of a stranger with a stiff cock. I sat down in the hope that it wouldn’t be quite so obvious, but Rose held her arms up wanted to be picked up. | ||
I sat her on my lap facing outwards and she immediately spread her legs apart. “Do you think I’m pretty,” she said. I said that she was the prettiest girl on the beach. “Prettier than mummy,” she asked. I looked across to her mother who was sitting up with the baby on her lap; her hand was down between the baby’s legs and it was pretty obvious what she was doing. Rose finished her ice cream, caught hold of my hand and put it down between her legs. “I’m all squishy; is nice if you rub it,” she said with a little giggle. | I sat her on my lap facing outwards and she immediately spread her legs apart. “Do you think I’m pretty,” she said. I said that she was the prettiest girl on the beach. “Prettier than mummy,” she asked. I looked across to her mother who was sitting up with the baby on her lap; her hand was down between the baby’s legs and it was pretty obvious what she was doing. Rose finished her ice cream, caught hold of my hand and put it down between her legs. “I’m all squishy; is nice if you rub it,” she said with a little giggle. | ||
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I closed my eyes and hugged her, waiting for my cock to subside. “I’ll take her,” a voice said. Rose’s mother caught hold of her and lifted her off my wilting cock and immediately, a gush of spunk came out and ran down her legs. “Say thank you to the nice man,” she said. I was speechless as she walked away with Rose looking over her shoulder and grinning at me. | I closed my eyes and hugged her, waiting for my cock to subside. “I’ll take her,” a voice said. Rose’s mother caught hold of her and lifted her off my wilting cock and immediately, a gush of spunk came out and ran down her legs. “Say thank you to the nice man,” she said. I was speechless as she walked away with Rose looking over her shoulder and grinning at me. | ||
'''What do you do?''' | '''What do you do?''' | ||
Revision as of 10:46, 28 April 2019
After Bob left, I sat and looked around; it could have been a bar on a beach anywhere apart from the fact that everyone was naked. There was a young mother on a lounger with a baby sucking contentedly one of her tits; two older men, locals by the look of them, were playing draughts; an elderly man was sitting with a girl on his lap and although I couldn’t be certain, it looked as if he was stroking her pussy. Children of various ages were digging in the sand or just running around. Cocks and tits of all sizes everywhere.
The little blonde came back. “Where’s your daddy gone,” she demanded.
I didn’t understand at first, but then I realised she meant Bob. “He’s not my daddy; he’s just a friend,” I said.
She stood in front of me, feet slightly apart and hands on her non-existent hips. “I want ice cream,” she said. I smiled and explained that I didn’t have any money and maybe she should ask her daddy. “I don’t got a daddy; there’s just mummy and Carol, she’s my sister.” Realising that she wasn’t going to get an ice cream out of me, she went over to the woman with the baby. She took some money out of a purse and gave it to her. She came back to me. “Mummy says you can have one too,” she said all in a rush.
I looked over to Mum, who gave me a thumbs-up and a wave, before moving the baby into a more comfortable position. “Okay Princess, I said.
“I tole you I’m not a princess. My name is Rose,” she said as we walked over to the shack. I told her that she was so pretty I was sure she must be a princess. When we got there she demanded to be lifted up, so I sat her on the bar and was treated to a fine display of toddler pussy. “What’s your name,” she demanded. I told her and she said; “That’s a girl’s name; there’s a girl in nursery called Francis.” I explained that it sounded the same but was spelt differently, but she was busy licking her cornet by then and lost interest. She was still sitting on the bar with her legs apart and I couldn’t take my eyes off her neat little pussy. Instead of closing her legs, she reached down and gave it a stroke, leaving a smear of ice cream. Seeing my reaction, she deliberately put some ice cream on her finger and spread it around between her legs.
“I think I need to sit down,” I said. I finished my ice cream and lifted her down; then we walked back to the chairs with me vainly trying to cover myself with my hand. Rose’s mother looked up and didn’t seem the least bit disturbed to see her daughter holding onto the hand of a stranger with a stiff cock. I sat down in the hope that it wouldn’t be quite so obvious, but Rose held her arms up wanted to be picked up.
I sat her on my lap facing outwards and she immediately spread her legs apart. “Do you think I’m pretty,” she said. I said that she was the prettiest girl on the beach. “Prettier than mummy,” she asked. I looked across to her mother who was sitting up with the baby on her lap; her hand was down between the baby’s legs and it was pretty obvious what she was doing. Rose finished her ice cream, caught hold of my hand and put it down between her legs. “I’m all squishy; is nice if you rub it,” she said with a little giggle.
A young couple walked past arm in arm and smiled at the sight of me sitting with my finger buried in my little blonde girlfriend’s pussy. My cock was bursting but I didn’t know how far I could go so I just concentrated on giving the little girl pleasure. I didn’t know that girls that young could climax, but climax she did; her whole body tensing up and her vagina clamping down on my finger. I sat still until it was over and she relaxed again. She turned her head to look up at me and grinned. My finger came out with a little plop as she wriggled around got up with her feet on my thighs and her arms around my and offered her ice cream smeared face for a kiss.
The soon as our lips touched, I felt her little tongue exploring and pushed it back with my big one. The way she was standing, my cock was trapped between her belly and mine; she broke off the kiss and started lifting herself up and down. I wrapped my hands around the cheeks of her bum and lifted her, conscious that the head of my cock was right alongside her pussy. I looked across at her mother who had turned to face us and I could see that she had one finger buried to the knuckle in the baby’s cunny.
When the head of my cock slipped into Rose’s ice cream slippery cunt, it was so tight that it was painful. As she lowered herself down, Rose had a triumphant look on her face as if it had been some kind of game and she’d just won. I don’t know how I managed to stop myself from cumming straight away, but I did. And I held her still for ages with a couple of inches of my engorged cock stretching her little cunny. It was her who decided to move things along and started jigging up and down, taking more and more of my cock each time. I couldn’t see how much was inside, but when I checked with my hand I was surprised to feel that she’d taken more than half of it. When I came, it was like a volcano erupting; jet after jet of spunk being pumped into that tight little space. I don’t know where it went, but with my cock plugging her vagina I guess it had to go somewhere.
I closed my eyes and hugged her, waiting for my cock to subside. “I’ll take her,” a voice said. Rose’s mother caught hold of her and lifted her off my wilting cock and immediately, a gush of spunk came out and ran down her legs. “Say thank you to the nice man,” she said. I was speechless as she walked away with Rose looking over her shoulder and grinning at me.
What do you do?