Summer Holiday/Spain Day 6 Molly
I’m asleep on the beach, naked. I’m woken up by something wriggling on my chest and when I my eyes I see that it’s a naked little girl; Amy or April, I can’t be sure as she crawls down and catches hold of my cock, I don’t really care. Her bum is sticking up and I have a perfect view of her wrinkled little starfish and the podgy lips of her pussy. As she starts to lick the head of my cock, my view is obscured by her twin who sits on my chest and then shuffles forward until her pussy is pressed onto my mouth.
I’m trying hard to push my tongue into her cunny when I realise that her sister has stopped sucking and is now trying to sit on my cock. Eventually, she succeeds and she lets out a squeal as her immature little cunny stretches around my adult cock. The girl on my face turns round to see what her sister’s doing and I find myself licking a little baby arse. I catch hold of the cheeks of her bum and spread them apart, opening her up and getting the tip of my tongue in there. I suck my thumb to make it wet and then push it through her sphincter, making her squeal like her sister did.
The sun was shining through the window and the dream was so vivid that I look around for the twins, wondering where they went. I caught hold of my cock and started stroking it, but then I had second thoughts; the way this holiday was going I should be able to find something much better to do with a stiff cock. It won’t go down so I piss in the shower and then turn the temperature down to cool it off.
Down by the pool, I was pleased to see Bob, Mary and the children, and they waved me over to join them at their table. “Did you have a good day yesterday,” I asked.
Bob shrugged. “It was okay,” he said. “So what did you get up to while we were away?” I figured that if he didn’t want to tell me, it was none of my business, so I told them that I’d gone into town and walked down to the little harbour to see the fishing boats. I didn’t tell them about the children. “So what have you got planned for today,” Mary asked.
It was my turn to shrug; “I’ve no idea,” I said. “I thought I’d just mooch around and see what turned up.
Bob and Mary looked at each other and then back at me. Molly and Harry were both tucking into Pain au chocolat and slurping on milkshakes but they both stopped and looked expectantly at me. “We were wondering,” Bob said; “if you’re not doing anything special…”
“We need somebody to keep an eye on Molly for a few hours,” Mary interrupted. “She seems to get on pretty well with you and I’m sure you can find something to do.”
Molly slipped off her chair, came round, climbed onto my lap and gave me a rather chocolaty kiss. “Please Uncle Frances; I’ll be ever so good and do everything you tell me.” The way she emphasised "everything" made my cock twitch.
So that was it; an hour later I stood at the front of the hotel with eight-year-old Molly holding my hand, waving goodbye to her parents. “So what you want to do,” I asked.
Molly giggled. “We could go up to our room and watch a video,” she said. “Daddy left his laptop, so we could watch one of his special ones.”
I followed her up to their room, which turned out to be a suite; basically a sitting room with a couch and a couple of armchairs and two bedrooms. There was a widescreen TV on a sideboard and a coffee table in the middle of the floor with a laptop on it. Molly opened the laptop started clicking on things. “I need a lead so we can watch it on the big screen,” she said and started looking through drawers. She found the right one and plugged it into the back of the laptop, but I had to plug the other end in for her. “Would you like a beer,” she asked. I said no, but some water would be nice; she took a bottle out of the fridge and gave it to me, and then she went into the other bedroom and came back with a blister pack of pills. “Daddy said you might like to take one of these,” she said with a grin. They were blue, with a ‘V’ embossed on the front, so it wasn’t hard to work out what they were. I popped one out and swallowed it
I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t a video of a much younger Molly sucking her toddler brother’s cock. I’d seen a lot of kiddie porn and most of it was poor quality; badly lit and with shaky camera work. This looked professional and, unlike many children in porn films, these two looked quite happy doing what they were doing. “I was six then, and Harry was four,” Molly said. “Do you like our film? That was the first one Daddy made; you can find it online but this one’s better, cos you can see our faces.” “Have you made many films,” I asked.
“Daddy’s filmed us lots of times, but this is the only one I’ve seen on the Internet.”
“Are there anymore on the laptop,” I asked.
She shook her head; “Only that one. Then he said it was okay to show it to you.” She climbed up onto my lap and turned her face up for a kiss which turned into a snog and I pushed my tongue into her mouth which made her giggle. I put my hand up her skirt and quickly discovered that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath and that her pussy was already wet. “You want to see my bedroom,” she asked with a giggle.
I carried her through and then stood her on the floor while I pulled her dress over her head. She climbed up on the bed while I got undressed and then I lay down beside her. “You’re very beautiful,” I said as I stroked my hand gently over her belly and her flat chest.
“Would you still like me if I had boobs,” she asked as I teased one of her nipples to make it hard.
“I think so,” I said, sliding my hand down over her tummy and finding her slit with my finger. “I liked those girls in the pool, the ones with their boobs just beginning to grow; but I don’t like girls with big saggy boobs that hang down.”
She spread her legs apart to give me better access. “I don’t like big cocks,” she said. “My uncle Jim’s got a huge one; we measured it once and it’s twenty-five centimetres long and so fat that I can’t get my fingers around it. It’s fun to play with but I can’t even get it in my mouth properly. He thinks he’s the bee’s knees, but dad says most girls run a mile when they see it.” She thought for a moment. “Mum lets him fuck her though so I expect that’s why he keeps coming round.”
“Ooh! Keep doing that,” she said. I was sliding a single finger in and out of her cunny and pressing on her clit at the same time.
“You know I’m not very experienced at having sex with little girls,” I said.
She giggled. “We guessed that,” she said. “Some men would have done a lot more on the plane, even with the stewardess snooping round; Daddy said you were probably new to it.”
“How did you know I like little girls?”
“Oh! That was easy; when Harry and I were messing about before we got on the plane, you couldn’t take your eyes off my knickers.”
“I was more interested in what was underneath,” I said bringing another finger in to join the first one.
“Am I your first little girl?”
I didn’t hesitate to lie. “My first little girl; I’ve been with older ones, but never anyone as young and pretty as you.”
She rolled over onto her side so she could kiss me; a long, lingering kiss with plenty of tongue. My hand naturally moved onto her bum and soon my finger was probing her arse. I felt her wince a bit as the tip went through her sphincter. “Is that okay; do you want me to stop?”
She giggled. “It’s okay; it’s just a bit dry that’s all. If you going to get this;” she reached down and wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock; “in there, you’ll need plenty of lube.” I pulled my finger out and stuck it in my mouth to get some saliva on it before slipping it back in to her tight back passage. “I think that’s enough messing about,” she said and rolled me over onto my back with her on top.
Just like in my dream she turned round and started sucking my cock while at the same time giving me a perfect view of her arse and her perfect little cunny. It didn’t last long, because she turned round again, stood up and then squatted down over my cock. I held it for her and watched as she carefully lowered herself down. She had that look on her face that children get when they’re really concentrating and I could see the pink tip of her tongue poking out between her lips. Slowly but surely her cunny stretches to let my cock in; it feels unnaturally swollen and stiff and I wondered if that was the effect of the Viagra.
She might have been an experienced little slut, but her cunt gripped my cock as if it was her first ever. I watched as she took more and more of it, thinking that it would bottom out but she just kept going, centimetre by centimetre, until our pubic bones touched and the whole fifteen centimetres of my cock was out of sight inside her. “I knew I’d be able to take it all,” she said with a look of triumph on her face as if she’d just won a competition. She stayed there, just sitting on my cock and squeezing it for ages and I was content to let her do whatever she wanted to do. Eventually she started to move; only a little at first, but then more until she was virtually bouncing up and down. This time my trick of counting prime numbers enabled me to hold back.
Suddenly she stopped and I saw her entire body blush red; she was panting and although her eyes were wide open they weren’t focused on anything. At the same time I could feel her internal muscles milking me and I lay there feeling rather pleased with myself as I watched her climax. She collapsed forward onto my chest with my engorged cock still firmly planted in her cunny and lay there panting. I felt her begin to shake and then I realised she was giggling. “You didn’t cum,” she said.
“You did,” I replied with a grin.
She nodded, still giggling; “best cum I’ve had in ages,” she said. “What can we do to make you cum?” I put my hands up onto the cheeks of her bum and started squeezing them. She looked up at me; “there’s some KY in the drawer if you want to try,” she said.
She arranged herself face down with a pillow under her hips which made her cute little bum stick up. I squeezed some of the jelly between her bum cheeks and spread it around. “You need to get it inside as well,” she said, her voice muffled because her face was in the bed covers.
“Yours isn’t the first arse I’ve fucked,” I said as I squeezed out more jelly and pushed it in with my finger.
“It’s the smallest one though; you said I was your first little girl.”
She was right; we were a year older than her when my friends and I learned about sex in a tent at scout camp. I spread some jelly on my cock, remembering how it had felt when the Scoutmaster had pushed his cock into my arse, using only spit for lubrication. My cock was as stiff as a poker as I lined it up with the little starfish entrance and started to push. Molly wriggled a bit and her hands came up to pull her bum cheeks apart and I kept pushing; I could see the skin around her anus going white as I stretched it with my knob end and then, suddenly, it was in.
I felt Molly relax now the head was in and kept pushing to see how much she’d be able to take. More than half my cock disappeared before she clamped down and then I pulled it back out almost all the way and then started fucking her properly. My knees were on the outside of her legs and I held her non-existent hips firmly as I thrust my unnaturally stiff cock into her tight little arse. It didn’t take long before that familiar feeling took over; my balls begin to clench and I unloaded at least one jet of spunk in her rectum before pulling out and shooting the remainder over her back.
“You’ve got to rub it in; Daddy says it’s good for my skin,” came the muffled voice. I got up on my knees and spread it over her back and her bum cheeks as if it was sun cream. I was amazed to see that my cock was still stiff, but Molly wasn’t when she turned over and saw it. “You’ll have to keep that for later; I need a rest,” she said. She rolled off the bed and went into the bathroom, while I lay on my back stroking my still erect cock and wondering what else she had in mind.
What do you do?