Another Flash/Chapter Seven

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Chapter Seven

“Tap, tap, tap,” came the soft little rap on the door. At first I thought it was the wind and nothing more. It was so soft, I would have missed it if I hadn’t been sitting in a direct line from it in the kitchen. When it came again, I looked at the clock and it was a bit early for Emmy or Shelly, and they always rang the chimes. So, I went to see who it was. When I peeked out the side window, I saw what appeared to be a little girl. She may have been too short to reach the button for the chimes.

“Erin,” I exclaimed as open the door, the girl flew into my mid-section, clamped her arms around my waist and shook me. “What brings you by so early and where’s your sister and Emmy?”

“I’m not big like them and wanted you to pay ‘tention to me when they weren’t here.”

Then, I hugged her and ruffled her hair mentioning, “I’m sorry I didn’t give enough attention to my poppet, but I’ll make up for it,” and pulled her up into my arms and she hugged my neck.

Her little summer play shift hung so low from the straps her tiny nipples peeked out from under them, and skirt was so short her pert knicker covered bottom fell straight into my hands. There was something inherently exciting about little girl cottons, especially with a fat squeezable bottom under them and I was helpless to not squeeze the sweet thing.

I kissed her little button nose and indicated, “I missed my little moo and I’m glad she came to see me.”

Her little eyes lit up at the remark and I carried her with me to the kitchen and sat her on my lap facing me. She quickly got to the point of her visit, “’Member when you rubbed me down there,” and pointed with her finger, “And played with my bottom?”

“How could I forget the sexiest bottom in town? Did you like it?”

“’Course,” she told me in a low voice, not looking me in the eye, while she rung her hands.

“We could do it some more… but only if you like?”

Her eyes lit up and she swiftly added, “My bottom too?”

“Are you asking me to play with you before the big girls get here?” She bit her lip and rapidly nodded her head, and I continued with the condition, “Only if you let me kiss your bottom.”

She whispered in my ear, “Will you do it like with Emmy?”

Then I whispered in her ear, “That’s the best way to do it. Especially with a sweet bottom like yours.”

“Isn’t it smelly? Emmy said it was.”

“Not your bottom. Then, I after I kiss it, I’ll kiss your fanny and make it feel good.”

“That’s my pee place and its smelly too.”

“No, it’s not. It smells like my sexy girl, I know ‘cause I had a whiff.”

“Will you put those things in my bottom again? I liked it when you poked them in and out.”

“I will if you want me to. You really seemed to enjoy it.”

Then she put her lips to my ear and whispered, “Can we do it now, before Emmy and Shelly get here?”

I didn’t answer but tossed her over my shoulder and playfully spanked and squeezed her little bottom as I carried her to my room while she kicked her legs and softly pounding my back in feigned indignity. Then, I stood her on the bed, lifted her arms and whisked her shift off, saying, “Skin a rabbit,” and then dug my fingers into her sides as she fell laughing hysterically to the bed. “These nasty little knickers just have to go,” I told her as I pulled them off. But, I didn’t toss them away before I had a good whiff of the gusset. Just a little preview of better things to come.

“I guess you want me naked, too?” I asked as I pulled my gown off.

Her eyes got big when she saw my rapidly stiffening cock and exclaimed, “It’s growing.”

“Yeah, and it’s all your fault. It went hard because you are such a sexy girl.”

Then, she reached forward and wrapped her hands around me, saying, “I like it better when it’s a big stick… hee, hee, hee… but it’s so hairy.”

What I didn’t mention was how much I loved her hands around my big stick. But, alas, there was a tasty little arse and pussy that needed a good licking before the big girls arrived and there was little time to spare. So, I laid her back while she held her legs to her chest, which opened vast expanses of juicy pink deliciousness and her little puckered bottom hole beckoned my immediate attention.

I nibbled around the little brown rosebud, poked my stiffened into the middle, and she asked, “Want me to push like I’m doing poo?”

“Yes, please, love,” I answered and continued to press my tongue into the straining pucker and the crumpled little thing began to open when I pulled her cheeks apart.

She pushed even harder until the little mouth yawned and I was able to slither my tongue inside. Then, she squealed and wiggled which forced me in further until I lapped the walls of her rectum and made her titter.

“It went inside my bum,” she announced while I drilled deeper.

Her little anal canal opened even wider and I strained to slither in deeper, but, regretfully I had reached my limit. So, I grabbed the lube and used my fingers to plumb the steamy depths. She fidgeted around and hunched her bum to get more inside her, so I added another finger and reached in even further. Her opening amazingly stretched to the point, I was convinced she could take a number three or even a four without much effort. I also believed she would love to be a kitty and I could lap the cream from her little pussy while she shook her tail. So, I grabbed the magic kit that would transform her into a cat.

She knew something was up when I moved, raised herself, and squealed when I slipped on her ears. Then, I rubbed lube on the number three plug so she could watch me. With enthusiasm, she flipped over on her hands and knees and shook her bum at me.

So, I pushed the tip past her tender little sphincter and told her, “Push,” and the number three popped right in.

Then, I moved it in and out a little and knew in the back of mind that just like her older sister, she would have no trouble with the number four. For her age, I believed it would be an amazing sight to watch her take it. So, that’s what I went for next and urged her to push even harder. She strained a little at first, but I applied a steady, even pressure and watched little hole stretch and expand until it sucked it right in. Her muscles snapped closed around the groove and I knew she must feel stuffed, but as it turned out, not as much as I believed.

“How’s it feel, poppet?” I inquired.

“Like I need a big poo. Are you going to put the tail on now?”

“I certainly am and I want to film my sexy little pussy with her tail on.”

Then, I set up my camera and it was time for action. The little tail was so erotic looking on her, I had her do several walks across the bed on her hands and knees, before she took to the floor and scampered across the landing. I picked up the camera and was hot on her tail, so to speak, to capture the mad giggling scurry she made with her tail twitching all of the way.

The view of poochy little pussy from the rear was too much for me to handle, so when she neared the sofa, I snatched her up, laid her on her back and went pussy diving. There’s nothing I love more than the fragrance and flavour of sweaty little snatch with just a hint of wee. While I relished the sweet scents and tastes, I managed to suck her little clit between my lips and fluttered my tongue against it. At first she giggled, squealed and tried to push me away, but not for long. She sank into the cushion while soft little mewls of pleasure flowed from her lips.

Her eyes popped open and she started to rise when I pulled away, but I instructed, “Don’t move, I’ll be back in a tick,” and retrieved the vibrating dildo I had purchased so I could give her a treat.

She eyed the toy cautiously while I unpacked and tested it and her eyes got very big when she heard it buzz and understood the intended target. When I pressed it to her clit, her head fell back against the cushion and she squealed, swinging her legs in the air and warning, “Stop! I’m going to pee.” I figured she just might do it and didn’t want her to wet my sofa. So, I pulled it away and she scrambled to the loo. I followed her in and she wanted to know, “How do I take the tail off so I don’t get it wet?”

The little plug in her bottom was so slick I couldn’t twist the tail off, so I unplugged it from her bum and she quickly dropped to the seat. While she stirred up a foam in the water below, I heard a plop… then a plop, plop. She gave me a big smile and informed me, “Hadta poo,” and asked, “What was that buzzy thing?”

“It’s a toy that makes little girls happy. Did you like it?”

“The tingles were so bad it made me wanna wee,” she informed me.

“I’m glad you didn’t pee my sofa. Want to try it again?”

She smiled and nodded, and then hopped off, crouched with her hands on the seat and demanded, “Wipe me.”

I cleaned her little bottom, mopped up her split, and then used a wet flannel to wash her little arse. She squealed when I kissed her bum hole and announced, “All clean.”

Then she handed me the tail and said, “I want my tail back,” so I popped it back inside with ease, tossed her over my shoulder, tugged on her tail and squeezed her bum while I carried her to my bed.

To protect against soiling the bed covers, I spread a bath sheet and arranged her at the edge of the bed. With legs raised and pussy spread, I gave her another buzz. She flinched at first but soon closed her eyes and mewled as she abandoned herself to the pleasurable vibrations.

I tweaked her tiny nipples, caressed my hands over her body and smoothed her hair while the toy worked its wonders on her. Her little clitty pushed itself up to get more contact and I teased the little button with mercilessly while I watched the mouth of cunny try to grasp something in its mouth. So, I fed my finger into it and was surprised that it slipped in so readily to the second knuckle. The little spasms that pulsed inside her hole made my cock throb in sympathy, so as much as I wanted, I dared not touch it or else I would spray the side of the bed.

Suddenly, it all came crashing down on her and I watched her tummy muscles clench and her legs tighten, stretch and shake as the orgasm pounded its way through her. She looked disoriented and when her eyes opened, they had a glazed, far away look in them.

“Wowsy, that was a good one,” she exclaimed, “I want another.”

“Maybe later,” I told her as the pressure in my balls reached critical level.

“Ding, ding... ding, ding,” went the door chimes, and the girl jumped to feet and ran, squealing, with furry tail a shaking to answer the door.

As soon as she opened it, an excited Shelly rushed inside.

End Chapter Seven

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