Another Flash/Chapter Ten

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Chapter Ten

I could have been disappointed when I opened the front door, but I wasn’t. Simply because I was greeted by Emmy’s toothy smile with a glint of the devil in her eyes. At least lately, I had come to expect all three of the girls to come by together, but that wasn’t the case. Hey, my ‘main squeeze’ was here in her full glory as she flew into me with such force it knocked me back on my heals.

It did me good to see her and although I believed it was too soon to give up on ever seeing my love Lacey again, I felt it was time to move on and come to terms with my loss. I had grown so fond of Emmy, I believed it was more than a crush. I idolized the girl and my day didn’t brighten until my glowing ray of sunshine drove the clouds away.

I had only worked my way through half a beaker of coffee and contemplated doing some breakfast. So, I asked, “Wanna a spot of breakfast? I’m thinking waffles, runny eggs and bacon. You do like waffles don’t you? If not I could fry some bread or potatoes.”

“Ew, not for breakfast. Would you do fried bread, runny eggs and bacon?”

I gave her a little bow and added, “Will the madame require anything further of me?”

I tried to hold a genteel smirk but ended up cracking a smile and we both broke out in laughter. How I loved her tinkling laughter. She sipped her current juice and was ready to lick her plate before I had tucked down half of my food. Frankly, it went down her neck so fast, I can’t imagine that she managed to chew a full bite.

“Would like to take me and Bella to the films this afternoon? There’s one showing at the cinema in town that we really want to see.”

“When is Bella coming by?” I queried.

“We have to fetch her. Sometimes she rides her bike over but it has a flat tyre.”

“Where does she live from here?” I inquired.

“Oh, not far, it’s on the other side of town. I don’t know the street or number but I can show you how to get there.”

“You’re sure her mum won’t mind?”

“Her mum’s like mine; she don’t care what she does as long as she doesn’t muck up her clothes.”

“It’s fine by me. Doesn’t the cinema have a showing about one? We could pick her up and have lunch in town while we’re there.”

We had a few hours to spare, so she decided to show me more of the pictures and films she made with Bella and I was quite impressed with the girl. She managed to move the bar up on my definition, if I ever had one, of a truly twisted and very kinky little girl. Until now, Emmy and Shelly set the standard, but Bella was in a class of her own.

“Now do something really naughty and nasty for Dick to watch,” came Emmy’s voice, who was our cinematic photographer and stage director.

“Poke my hole with your fingers,” Stella instructed, and then fell to her back on the bed with raised legs.

Her fat little pussy blossomed in a bright, glistening display of hot pink… very hot and very wet pink. The view also highlighted the dark brown creases that radiated from her little arse hole. They were deep, puffy corrugations that made it truly stand out. I’ve never seen like it before and in my estimation, it was one of a kind. It also made me wonder what it feel like against my tongue.

Emmy zoomed in real close to the girl’s dazzling wet hole as she twisted three fingers into it up to her knuckles. Bella bucked her hips while her friend fucked her, not so gently at that, and ground her knuckles into the girl’s pee hole and clit. I watched in amazement as the thick juice bubbled from the little hole and coated the fingers so heavily they pulled away viscous strings.

“Give me a taste,” our star demanded, and when I saw her suck the slimy fingers into her mouth, I felt a definite movement in my pants. My little snake uncoiled itself and stretched down my trouser leg in response to the insanely nasty spectacle. Then she insisted, “Now do my bum.”

“Bugger me,” resonated inside my skull as Emmy slid those same three slick fingers into the girl’s thickly puckered arse hole and fucked it just like she did her pussy.

What they did next almost caused me to soil my pants... with gooey spunk.

“Let me have them,” was Bella’s imperative, and pulled her friend’s fingers to her mouth, sucked them off, and then told her, “Put them back in.” With jaw dropped, I watched her repeat the process several times before the girl ordered, “Let me do you now.”

Evidently, this was something they did often. Their actions were so smooth and natural, they seemed rehearsed. Including the next part, where Emmy went to her knees with her bum in the air. She handed the camera to her friend who tried to hold it steady while she enthusiastically kissed and licked my girl’s bum hole. Then, she wet her fingers in Emmy’s dripping pussy, before she twisted three of them into her arse.

She was good and very practiced the way she plumbed and reamed Emmy’s arse while she twisted her hips and pushed back into the fingers, before Bella sucked them into her mouth. Then she pulled the wrinkled hole apart till it gaped, and then fucked it with her tongue. Not that any of that repulsed me because I’ve done it myself, but I believed it was pretty nasty to watch an eight year old girl do it to her mate.

“What do you think, boyfriend? She’s a nasty girl, isn’t she? But that’s not all,” she stated as she squeezed me through my trousers, “I can tell you like her.”

“She’s amazing. I would never guess a girl her age would enjoy doing things like that.”

“Wait until you know her better.”

“I can’t wait to meet her,” and I couldn’t, “From what I’ve seen so far, she might be able to teach me a few… nasty things,” which was the thought I entertained while while my girl fished me out of my trousers, nibbled and rained kisses on my leaking cock... before we got down to more serious matters.

A little later at Bella’s place… It seemed like Bella stood in waiting for us and threw the door open before I could knock. I almost knocked her in the head, but she was quick and managed to dodge it.

“Dick, this is Bella,” Emmy introduced us.

I took the girl’s hand and said, “Wotcha, love.”

She dragged us inside, shut the door and slowly shuffled from foot to foot with a downcast smile on her face and a question on her lips. After a few seconds, she looked me in the eye and asked, “Did you like the film we made for you?”

“Oh, yes, love. It was brilliant and I really enjoyed watching you.”

“You may not want to, because you think I’m ugly... I know I’m not real pretty… but would you want to do things with me?”

I pulled her into my arms for a hug and while I rubbed her back, whispered in her ear, “I think you’re pretty, very sexy and would very much like to do things with you,” and then gave her bum a little squeeze.

She pushed me back, beamed at me with her bright, owl like eyes through her thick lenses and exclaimed, “You do?”

Then she pulled herself away, reached under her skirt and I saw her white cottons flutter down to her ankles, and then she lifted the front of her skirt and asked, “Will you kiss it?” I was so surprised that I froze and just stared at her fat, hairless, peach until she repeated, “Will you kiss it for me?”

I overcame my surprise long enough to dip my face down, took a deep whiff of her musty, sweaty fragrance, with more than a hint of overheated little girl, and then sucked her mons into my mouth. After I darted my tongue between the thick, juicy folds and over her clit, she placed her hands on my head and released heavy sighs while I flicked her fat bean.

Then she quickly twisted around, bent at the waist and told me, “Now here.”

With no hesitation at all, I mashed my lips against the soft, warm cheeks and rained kisses on the tender mounds. Because I couldn’t resist a second longer, I gently spread the marvelous cheeks apart and gazed at her incredible bum hole. It was so much better in person than on film and I was mesmerized by the sight. Impatiently, she wiggled it and beckoned my mouth to fulfill it’s duty, so I closed in and with curled and stiffened tongue, lanced it through the middle of her arse. Since I fully expected some resistance, I was surprised when she squealed as I sank into her rectum. Nice!

She turned and mashed her lips to mine, and with a sigh of relief, breathlessly stated, “You really want to do things with me.”

“Of course I do and it was very nice, love, but we need to wait till later. I want you to have lunch with us, and then we’re going to see a film that’s showing at the cinema.”

She gave me a big hug, buried her face in my shoulder and assured me, “I really like you, Mister Dick.”

I kissed her cheek and informed her, “I like you too, sexy girl. Let’s get our coaches moving so we can eat and not be late for our film.”

She turned out to be quite the Chatty Cathy over lunch, but I really enjoyed her prattle. I took the girls to the chippy where we stuffed ourselves with batter fried saveloys and chips while she related her life story. It would seem that most of the girls that claimed to be her mates, would never admit it to anyone. They only tolerated her because of the nasty things she did for them. Nobody else would even consider the things they expected her to do.

Then, she also revealed that she didn’t really have an older gentleman friend. A few of her mum’s boyfriends took advantage of her and she enjoyed it, but it troubled me the way they took advantage of her naivete. She was submissive though and enjoyed the domination of a male or female, even if it was degrading. But, I also detected a strange amount of boldness mixed with the apparent shyness on the surface and found it captivating. I believe she made demands of me because she wanted assurance that I wasn’t lying to her and really wanted to do things with her.

Ultimately, above all else, she really wanted for someone like me, to pay attention to her. None of the girls she hung around with did and certainly not her mum’s boyfriends who exploited her.

The cinema theatre was nearly empty and I tried to direct them to where I always sat; which was in the middle. But, my girlfriend informed me that, “This is a date and when you are on a date, you always sit in the back away from everyone else. Everybody knows that,” except for me, perhaps.

In fact, she directed us up the stairs to the balcony which we had to ourselves. After we bagged comfy seats… way… way in the back, Emmy sort of laid out the rules, which she expected me to follow. I know it had been a very long time since I had been on a date, but for the life of me, I didn’t remember what was expected of me… I just remember what I’d like to do. But, when in doubt, I decided to check with her first.

We had about ten minutes before the film started to get comfy and since I was in the middle, I found myself pulled in two directions. Emmy made sure I had my arm around her waist and she laid her head on my shoulder. While Bella claimed my left arm and wrapped both hands around it and rested my hand on her thigh. When I smoothed my fingers across it, she sighed and reclined her head against my chest. Being far back in a secluded and dark location did have its merits, since neither girl wore knickers. I mean, like don’t you usually get in a few feels and try to play a little stink finger when you’re on a date?

Emmy was content for the time being just to have me hold her with my arm, but Bella wanted to go a lot further, a lot faster. I wasn’t in the least bit excited until she rested her hand on my flies. Her touch was very light and not insistent, while I idly caressed the inside of her thigh.

On my other side, Emmy tucked my hand under her arm so it rested on a little puffy bump on her chest, which I tenderly squeezed and tweaked, while she showed her appreciation with contented little sighs. Then, Bella gave my thickening cock a tender squeeze and pushed my hand into her slit; which was pretty juicy at this point. I sank my finger between the slick lips and struck oil; pussy oil. From the video she made, I remember seeing Emmy’s fingers pull away threads of the thick fluid and I can understand why. So, I coated my fingers well, and then sucked them into my mouth. She watched me savour her juice, and then pulled my hand to her lips and sucked on them herself, while she squeezed my now rapidly hardening cock.

Then, I reached over and rubbed my fingers into the heavy sap inside her slit and scooped up another thick glob which I rubbed over her lips, and then she quickly sucked them into her mouth. That was so kinky it made me groan and pull her up to my mouth so I could kiss and lick the juice from her lips, which was very tasty. Emmy had a wicked smile on her face and kept a close eye on what we were up to. At this point I believe the film was forgotten just after it started. But, this was not the place to carry on. As dark as secluded as we were, we could easily get caught out and I wasn’t looking forward to having a chinwag with Old Bill.

The girls were not disappointed when I suggested, “Why don’t we go back to my place so we can continue?”

There was no telling how many road rules I broke getting back to my place but we all got there safe and in one piece.

“Can we go back sometime and watch the whole film?” Emmy inquired, “We missed most of it.”

“Of course we can,” I muttered as I quickly ushered them into the house.

End Chapter Ten

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