Stuck in Traffic/Dilemma
The traffic slowly got up to speed and I had to concentrate for a while. When I finally got around to looking across at Ellie, she was fast asleep. My load was twenty tonnes of floor tiles which was going to a warehouse in the next town. Before we got there, I pulled into a lay-by and woke Ellie up. "The place I'm going to doesn't allow children into their yard, so I want you to get up on the bunk, snuggle down in my sleeping bag and hide so they don't see you.
She took her shoes off and did as she was told. After I checked in at the gate and backed onto a loading dock she popped her head out. "I'm thirsty," she said. I closed the side curtains and gave her some water.
She wanted to know how long we'd be there and just as she spoke I felt the trailer bounce as I started to unload the twenty-six pallets of tiles. "Not long," I said, still wondering what on earth I was going to do with her. My phone rang, and it was the boss, giving me a collection some distance away, which meant staying out for another night.
Of course, as soon as I got back in the cab ready to go, Ellie announced that she needed a wee. This was a problem I hadn't anticipated. The yard we were in was in the middle of a built-up area they weren't going to be any convenient bushes to hide behind. I looked around the cab and saw the plastic bucket I use when I'm cleaning up. There was room in front of the passenger seat for her to put it on the floor and then squat down over it. I tried hard to keep my eyes on the road, but I couldn't help glancing across to where the stream of piss coming out from her neat little pussy.
Dinner was a spaghetti bolognaise which I heated up on my little stove. I had a can of beer and Ellie had to make do with water, but at least it was cold, having been stored in the cold box. After I wiped the plates clean and put everything away, I fired up the laptop, but we couldn't find a film that we both wanted to watch.
Ellie wanted to know more about me, so I told her that I was thirty-five, divorced with no children and currently living in a caravan, and no, I didn't have a girlfriend. She told me she was eight years old, that mummy and daddy had got divorced when she was little and mummy had lots of boyfriends. Her half sister, Jane, the baby in the car, was just over a year old.
"So who else have you been playing sexy games with," I asked.
"It started last year," she said. "Mummy has this boyfriend is quite a lot older and quite rich. When she had men stay the night, I got curious and sneaked in to see what they were doing. I didn't know anything about sex, but I could see that men's willies got big and stiff, especially when mummy sucked them. After that, I saw how they poked them into mummy's winkle and how much she seemed to like doing it."
"So how did you get involved?"
"I got caught peeking," she giggled. "There was this man who was really nice. He was younger than mummy I think and if I was still up when he came to the house he used to talk to me properly, like you are not like when grown-ups talk to babies. He always told me how pretty I was and sometimes bought me little presents. One evening, they started kissing and cuddling and I sent to bed as usual. They went into mummy's bedroom and I waited for a while before tiptoeing down the passage to peep through the door."
"So you saw them having sex?"
She giggled again. "He was on his back she was sitting up, sliding up and down on his cock. Although I didn't know it was called a cock then. It was him who saw me first and he told mum. I thought they'd shout at me and send me back to bed, but mum told me to come if I wanted to watch. He started by teaching me names of all the parts, the rude ones and the proper ones, like cunt or pussy and vagina, and cock and penis.
The man let me play with his cock and then mum told me I should try sucking it. I thought it was a bit weird because I knew that was where the wee came out, but I'd seen mummy doing it with other men so I opened my mouth and sucked it right in. It didn't taste of much, just a bit salty, but having a man's cock in my mouth made me feel all shivery inside. He didn't fuck me that time, but he did lick my pussy and then I held his cock while he pushed it into mummy's cunt and then watched when he pulled it out and squirted all over mummy's tummy."
"But he did fuck you eventually?"
"Oh yes, lots of times. Mummy started me off by using her fingers and lots of baby oil so that when he finally got to put his cock in there it didn't hurt at all. I remember it was a bit like the first time I saw them fucking. He laid on his back and mummy held me while she lowered me down. At first I just felt something pressing against me, but then it just slipped inside if. Mummy laughed as he only lasted a few seconds before filling up with his cum."
By this time I had my cock out, stroking it as I listened to Ellie's story. I stripped off my jeans and T-shirt and climbed up onto the bunk. She laughed to see me lying there with my stiff cock pointing up and it wasn't long before she was kneeling astride me and lowering herself down.
I'd never thought of myself as a paedophile, although I'd always been attracted to little girls and most of my girlfriends had been younger than me. Up to that point, the youngest girl I'd ever fucked had been fourteen but looked older. Now I was in bed with a naked eight year old and enjoying every moment of it. I came three times that night, something I hadn't managed for a good few years. Luckily, I had a good supply of wet wipes in my bag and we used those to clean ourselves up as best we could in the morning.
The collection I'd been given was from a place that wasn't fussy about passengers, even young ones. The guys there just assumed she was my daughter and I didn't feel the need to tell them anything different. We had breakfast in their works canteen and the guys teased Ellie about being a lorry drivers mate. She'd put her dress back on but still didn't have any underwear. Hopefully none of them noticed.
A couple of hours later I was back the road with a full load of tinned vegetables, heading back to our own yard. I gave Ellie the keys to my car, and when I drove into the yard I parked in front of it so that she could jump out and hide in there while I parked up. It was Friday afternoon, so I had the weekend ahead of me and I asked the boss for Monday off as well, spinning him a yarn about a dental appointment.
My caravan home was not one of those little ones you can tow behind a car, but one of the big ones like people rent for their holidays. The site I was parked on was quite small and the deal was that I kept an eye on the place and did a few odd jobs in return for a considerably reduced rent. At the moment I was the only person there, which suited me fine.
When I got back to the car, Ellie was stretched out across the back seat with a blanket over her and I told her to stay there because I didn't have a proper seat for her. Once we got home I let her out and she went exploring while I put the kettle on for coffee. I thawed out a pizza for dinner, making mental promise to start dishing up proper meals.
After we'd eaten, we both had a shower. Take my word for it showering with an eight year old girl a fun experience. Hot water was limited, so after wetting ourselves I used a soapy sponge to get us both covered in suds, paying particular attention to the area between Ellie's legs which set off that endearing giggle, before she soaped up my genitals which caused the inevitable reaction.
Once we were rinsed off, I had a shave and found a big towel for myself and a smaller one for Ellie. Then I uncorked a bottle of wine and found Ellie some fruit juice. She wanted wine too, insisting that she was allowed it at home, and when I said she could have a sip of mine she downed several mouths full before I could stop her. Consequently she became even more giggly than usual and the only way to stop her was to stick my cock in her mouth.
Much as I enjoyed her enthusiastic blow job, I managed to stop her in time to avoid filling her mouth with spunk. I wanted to know more about her history. "After that first man, were there others, "I asked.
"A few," she said. "Remember I told you about the rich guy? He only comes about once a month or so (that made her burst out laughing – come/cum), usually at the weekend and he'd stay for one or two nights. Sometimes he takes us both out to dinner and we have to dress up. He wears a suit, mummy wears a long dress and I usually get a new dress as well, but mummy and I aren't allowed to wear any knickers. He takes us this really posh hotel where they have tablecloths that hang down so that you could hide under the table and he likes to do naughty things.
The first time we went, I noticed that mummy was wriggling about and making funny faces but I didn't think much about it until I had to get down and pick up the spoon I dropped. Then I saw that he had his foot between mummy's legs. I guess he wasn't wearing socks, because he was pushing his toes right into her pussy. After a few minutes and we finished our first course, I felt his foot touching my legs between my knees. All the time he was talking about ordinary stuff like what had been on the news about some war, and what film star was going to win an Oscar. But while he was talking he managed to get his big toe right up against my pussy and I had a hard job not to burst out laughing as I felt it wriggling about.
When we got back to the house, mummy helped him fuck me. His cock is quite small, nowhere near as big as yours, and it took him ages to cum. In fact I was getting quite bored with him shoving it in and out. Mummy whispered in my ear to pretend I was having a climax, so I started going oh, oh, oh, and squeezing him really hard which did the trick and he finally collapsed on the bed beside me and fell asleep."
"What about your friends at school," I asked.
"Mummy warned me that I have to be real careful what I say. The other kids sometimes have funny ideas about sex and I have to bite my tongue not to put them right, but I have to pretend to be as ignorant as they are. There is one boy though. He sits next to me in class and I know he'd like to try something, but he's too shy to do anything about it. Mum says I should stay clear because if I let him do anything, even a kiss, he'll be boasting about it all over the school."
I didn't fuck her that night. I intended to; I was looking forward to it, but when we got into bed and I snuggled up behind her with my semi-hard cock pressed against her soft little bottom, I fell asleep. But it was the end of a hard week, in more ways than one.