Summer Holiday/Spain Day 4 - Carol

There were plenty of girls around, but they were all in groups of three, four or even more and there were plenty of young men trying their luck. I watched for a while, enjoying the interactions, but eventually I decided to call it a night and head back to the hotel.

I didn’t realise how drunk I was and got out the lift on the wrong floor. All the corridors look the same and I walked along trying to work out why the numbers didn’t match up. The lights were quite dim and as I walked I heard a noise so I went to investigate. At the end of the passage there was a fire door and sitting on the floor with her back up against it was a small child, maybe three or four years old, wearing pyjamas and whimpering.

I sat on the floor beside her and asked her name. It took a while, but eventually she told me it was Carol. “My name is John,” I said, not quite sure why was lying. She told me that she’d come out of her room and got lost; I asked if she knew her room number but she couldn’t remember it. Of course I should have taken her down to reception, but when I held my arms out and she happily snuggled in my lap it was my paedophile cock that took charge.

“I’m sure someone will come soon,” I said (I didn’t think of the double meaning until I said it). I was sitting on the floor with my legs sticking straight out in front of me and I put my hands down and caught hold of the cheeks of her bum. They were quite a handful and even when I squeezed them she didn’t really react. By stiffening cock was trapped down the leg of my trousers, but I left it where it was and slipped both hands down through the elastic waistband of her pyjamas to cup the smooth bare flesh beneath.

“What you doing,” she said, but made no effort to get away.

“I’m just giving you a nice cuddle while we wait,” I said. She seemed to accept that when I lifted her up a little to ease the pressure on my cock, she put her hands around my neck and allowed me to kiss her. I wasn’t sure how far I dared go; for sure there was no way I was going to fuck her, but I did think that maybe BJ was on the cards. “I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable,” I said. “I need to get John Thomas out, he’s hurting in there.”

She looked puzzled. “Who’s John Thomas?”

I lifted her down and sat her on my knees; at the same time I managed to pull her pyjamas down and when she went to pull them back up I told her to leave them. Getting “John Thomas” out was easier said than done but I didn’t want to take anything off just in case I had to make a run for it. She sat astride my legs, with her pyjamas around her knees and watched with interest as I pulled him out of my fly. “Poor John Thomas; I think he’s hurt,” I said.

She sat there, unresisting when I caught hold of her hands and wrapped around the shaft of my cock. “John Thomas,” she said as she gripped hold. I told her what a good girl she was and how John Thomas liked to be stroked and eventually she caught on and started sliding the skin up and down. I could see the tip of her pink tongue poking out between her lips as she concentrated on what was she was doing. “I think your jim-jams are in the way; let’s take them right off shall we?” I tipped her back onto my legs and whipped her pyjama bottoms right off; then I sat her back up and without being asked she caught hold of John Thomas.

“When you bump yourself, does your mummy kiss it better,” I asked. She nodded. “I think John Thomas is feeling a bit sore; you think you could give him a kiss and make him better?” She looked a bit doubtful, but I took my time and let her think about it and eventually she leaned forward and planted a kiss right on the dome. She licked her lips tasting the precum. “Mmm… He likes that; can you give him another one and maybe give him a lick as well?”

A couple of licks later (I guess she was liking the salty taste) I persuaded her to give it a proper suck. It dawned on me what a risk I was taking; sitting in a hotel corridor with a half naked child on my lap giving me a blow job, but what’s life without risk?” She gave it a couple of sucks and then looked up as if to say what do I do now. I reached in my pocket for a handkerchief. “John Thomas is going to squirt some cream in a minute,” I said. She looked puzzled. “It’s nothing bad; it’s just what happens sometimes. It’s really good for little girls and you need to be ready to swallow as much of it down as you can.”

She still looked pretty puzzled, but she opened her mouth and took the head of my cock right inside; I could feel that little pink tongue working on the end licking the salty precum and as my balls began to clench I had to resist the temptation to push her head down even further. The spunk came boiling out and made her choke. But I held her in position and she swallowed a good load of it down; I had my handkerchief ready to catch what she spat out so that it didn’t leave any evidence on her pyjama top.

Tears were running down her face and spunk was actually coming out of her nose as I lifted her up and gave her a cuddle, telling her what a clever girl she was and how John Thomas was feeling a lot better now thanks to her. We sat there for a while with her snuffling into my chest and then I got her pyjamas back on and checked her over as best I could. My handkerchief was pretty soggy, so I used my shirt for a final cleanup and then considered what I should do. She’d stopped sniveling and seemed quite happy again, so I explained to her that John Thomas was tired and gone to bed. “He’s our special secret,” I said. “If you tell your mummy and daddy about him, they’ll get really cross, but you don’t want that do you?” She agreed that she didn’t and I explained that they’d be so happy to see her that they wouldn’t want to know about our little game.

I left her sitting where she was and used the phone by the lift to call reception and tell them there was a little girl who looked lost wandering about on her own. Then I used the stairs to go up to my floor and catch up on some sleep.

It was late when I woke up, and by the time I had showered and dressed, I had missed breakfast. Yesterday had been pretty eventful, so maybe I needed to take it easy today.

Go to a nudist beach

Go shopping

Hang around the hotel