Another Flash/Chapter Nine

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Chapter Nine

After we returned to my place after lunch, the girls held a little impromptu conference and when it was finished, Shelly and Erin both gave me a hug and kiss and bid adieu. For some reason, I believed it was at Emmy’s bidding. Maybe, she wanted me all to herself after the morning I spent with the other girls. Sadly, she had drained every ounce of… you know; let’s say strength and other things. I felt pretty relaxed and not anxious to have sex. But, she was determined and did her best to bolster my libido, among other things.

We grabbed a cold pop and she quickly set up the memory card to play with running commentary, just like a documentary film. Unfortunately, you’ll never find a film like this on any shelf.

The first part consisted of the two girls acting silly, poking faces and tongues at the camera, and then they posed and did a bit of knicker flashing. It was enjoyable to watch them carry on naturally and unstaged the way they did. However, it didn’t even raise a twitch in my pants.

I liked Bella because of her vibrant personality since she didn’t have much in the way of looks, but hear me out, she wasn’t ugly, by any sense of the word. She was a bit chubby, but not by a lot. There was enough extra padding to give her a nice fat bum and nascent breasts that were visible under her light dress. The extra weight she carried gave her body the definition of an eleven year old and you would never guess she was only eight. She wore a short, not even shoulder length bob of tousled brown hair and appeared to have brown eyes framed in a pair of thick rimmed and also thick lensed eyeglasses that magnified and made her appear a little bug eyed.

She appeared very shy at the start of the film, which was not the case after she warmed up. It quickly became apparent how she earned her reputation. Frankly, after watching her on film, I was anxious to see her in action... live, which may have been a point the girls conspired to reach and the film was only a preview.

When the action in the film finally started, I watched Emmy press her open and wet lips against seemingly shy Bella’s. The younger girl’s lips seem to melt at the contact and Emmy squeezed the girl’s little titties through her dress, and then placed her hands on either side of Bella’s head and pried her lips apart with her tongue. That’s when the transformation began. Bella tore her heavy glasses off and tossed them. With their lips plastered together she pushed Emmy back into the bed and rubbed them together while she used her hips to force the girl’s legs apart, and then grind their mons’ together. At that point, I felt an immediate reaction in my pants.

It was like they reversed roles and Bella became the aggressor. She pulled away for a second, wiggled out of her knickers, stripped Emmy’s down her legs, and then threw them across the room so she could rub their bare pudenda together. The camera got real shaky when they got into it and didn’t steady until Bella pulled the girl’s legs up and gnawed her way down to Emmy’s pussy. All of Emmy’s moans and groans and sweet little squeaks were captured while the girl feasted on her juicy snatch and rubbed her face in the abundant juice. Needless to say, old willy was well on the road to total recovery.

Emmy noticed the growing bulge in my trousers, stood and stripped off her dress. Then she knelt between my legs, ripped open my trousers, tugged them along with my shorts down to my knees. It was not two seconds after that, she climbed into my lap and rubbed her slick little pussy against my cock until she wedged it between her lips. Then she hunched her hips for a little ride on the pink pickle. If I didn’t have a full blown throbber before, I certainly had one now, and held her fat bum cheeks while she turned up the heat.

I was introduced, and subsequently became addicted to the horsey ride, clothed at first, when I was fourteen. At a family gathering, a ten year old cousin who had a crush on me, gave me one in the middle of a crowded room. At first I tried to stop her because I just new we would get caught out, but she persisted until I knew I would squirt my pants any second. So, I rushed to the loo, which was thankfully vacant, and she was hot on my heals. I really wanted to pull myself out and toss one off, but had never done that in front of a girl before, so I was very shy.

She had other plans though, dropped her knickers and lifted her skirt to show me her wet little snatch that maybe had five fine hairs at the top of her split. Needless to say, I didn’t have to pull myself out because I sprayed inside my pants, and then became very embarrassed. How would I ever explain my soaked boxers?

The soaked things ended up in my auntie’s wash hamper, never to be retrieved. I wonder what she thought when she found them? Of course, I never made any claims.

That wasn’t the end of my cousin that day. Even at ten, when a female decided she wanted something, like to rub herself on your cock, they were relentless until they got it. So, she followed me around like a lost puppy and allowed me a feel here and a grope there and allowed me a few feels in the meanwhile. That was until she cornered me in a secluded location in the back garden.

Down came the trousers around my knees, then she pushed me on my back and she did her little pussy hunch on my bare cock... until she got her feeling. I didn’t even know that girls could get one, but when she did, so did I. Thankfully, I had a handkerchief for cleanup.

The film that Emmy and I watched was long forgotten while I watched my cock play peek-a-boo from the top of her pussy slit. All the while, my fingers played hide-and-seek in her little arse hole. She did such a fine job that I was powerless to stop her. After her first orgasm, she gracefully stretched herself over me for a juicy little snog while I continued to hump myself into her mons. But she wanted more and had me stand so she could strip me down.

Then, she pulled me to her lips and told me, “Give me your surprise, now.”

I must have given her a dumb look before the penny dropped and it dawned on me. So, I guided her over the sofa arm and pulled her sweet cheeks apart for a little kissy, kissy, bum, bum… gawd did I love that girl’s arse.

She gave an appreciative squeal when I speared the pucker and tried to lick her tonsils. The next thing I should do is teach her how to do a bicycle ride on my face and smother me in the wonderful essences that made their home down there and she had some nice ones.

As randy as I was, I knew if I kept my mouth on her much longer, I would probably spray her legs, so I ran my cock through her sloppy slit and aimed for the centre of her tender little target. Not only was she extra tight today, that pussy of hers seemed to go on forever. I pulled those gorgeous cheeks apart and focused my hearty gaze on the crinkled brown eye that stared at me.

She was so wound up that by the time I pressed into the hard knot at the end of her tunnel, she unleashed her orgasm on me and all I could do was grit my teeth and ride it out. The little pussy ride she gave me teetering on a thin, crumbling edge and I wasn’t ready to lose it just yet. But, oh, my gawd, was that pussy of hers strong and how I wanted to succumb to the fierce ripples that traveled up and down my shaft.

I was strong enough to survive the first onslaught, and then I battered the ramparts of her immature womb, while she squealed with every slap of my bag against her clit. It didn’t take many smacks of the old bag to topple her over the edge again. I held on for dear life while her pussy chewed and gnawed the meat off of my bone until it became obvious that our glorious fuck was at an end. So, I slowly withdrew, savouring every titillating inch along the way, while I pulled open the portals of her succulent arse and plugged it.

For some reason, I thought the little pucker would offer some resistance and put up a fight, but when I pressed into the little rumpled opening, it was like passing a hot knife through butter. I had three inches buried before I stopped, but knew I could’ve kept on going… but not for long. She not only squealed when she felt my cock sink into her arse, it also triggered yet another orgasm and unleashed the sperm in my balls. Not only was her rectum smoking hot, I wasn’t convinced that I had enough semen to put out the blaze that raged inside her, but did my best. After she eased up a bit, I continued to sink inside until my pubic bone ground against her tail bone, and then luxuriated in the hot, wet heat.

I slowly withdrew, ready to stem the inevitable flood, but was amazed when it never came. When I looked, there was just a little dribble that had seeped out. Then she stretched and threw herself into my arms, with a big sloppy kiss and exclaimed, “That was more than wicked,” and with a little peck to my nose, “The best ever.”

Actually, I didn’t believe it was too shabby myself and indicated, “You have the most amazing bottom.”

Then she dragged me to loo, hopped on the seat and released a violent stream that enraged the water below her… but still no semen came out. “Possibly, it all ended up in her stomach and would soon be digested?” It was a thought.

“Give us a wipe,” my little love demanded.

So, I grabbed the toilet roll, tore off a few tissues and dabbed it through her split. Then, a few more and wiped her bottom which was still so slick, I easily tucked a finger inside and it made her purr like a little pussy. She was very slippery inside, but still no sign of all the sperm I deposited.

Then, she breathed a disappointed little sigh when I removed my fingers, and suggested, “You should check my fanny again, I believe it’s still a bit damp.”

“I’ll bet it is,” I remarked, and then budged her up against the cistern and lifted her feet to the seat. “It is more than just damp... and it’s not pee,” I told her as I tucked my head down and slathered up the syrup from arse hole to clitty.

“Can I bring Bella over for a visit? She’s supposed to sleep over tomorrow and really wants to meet you.”

“Just how much did you tell her about us?”

“All of the gory little details, but she will never tell. She won’t even tell me who her older gentleman friend is... she likes men… older men.”

“I thought she liked girls the way she went after you. From what I watched, she looked like she knew what she was doing and you loved it.”

“I liked it, but she’s not as good as you and doesn’t have a willy.”

“Have you licked her yet?”

“No, but I’ll bet you would like to watch. If I lick her, you have to do me like you just did so she can watch.”

“What if she wants me to do her? I might want to after watching you together.”

“Bagsy... I’m first and she can wait.”

“You know, if I do you first, I might not have anything left for her.”

“She knows how to fix that. Are you interested?”

“’Course I am, especially if I get to watch you lick her.”

“Deal,” she grabbed my hand and shook it, “She is even nastier than you think.”

“How nasty could an eight year old be?” I asked myself, “I doubt if I could possibly be disappointed after watching them together, and then give my little girlfriend the brisk shag she wants. Maybe give Bella a little shag after she ‘fixes’ me. It certainly appears to be a win/win and a lot of fun.”

End Chapter Nine

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