Romp/Finger Yourself/Toddler/Dad/Wayne
"I'll be back in a couple of hours. Call me if there is a problem, and mind you behave yourself Wayne - You hear?" Mrs Smith calls out. The reply is an inaudible mumble, followed by the bang of the front door. Then the door to the playroom opens and Wayne comes in.
He is a boy, a lot older than you, but maybe not a teenager yet, although his face is spotty like Harry next door who is thirteen. He is a bit fat like his Mum due mostly to the fact that he spends a lot of time slumped on the couch eating crisps. He should be at school, but he often doesn't go.
"Right. Who'll I have today then," he says, looking at each of you in turn. "Not you two," he says to Tommy and Mike. "I ain't no gay." He looks at Katie. "I reckon you're a bit young yet, so that leaves you - again." He holds out his hand and, looking suitably reluctant, you let him lead you into the front room where the comfy chairs and the TV are. It's pretty messy: There are pizza boxes on the table and a big pile of clothes next to a folded-up ironing board. The evidence for Wayne's love of crisps is scattered all over the carpet in front of the couch.
"Get your clothes off then," he growls as he swipes the boxes off the table. Once you are naked, he plonks himself down in an armchair and looks at you. You just sand there, waiting. He pulls the front of his shorts down to reveal his cock. It's not fully hard, but it's quite big - longer than Mummy's fingers and about the same as two together. "You know what I want," he says leaning back and spreading his legs apart.
Wayne's cock doesn't taste very nice and he smells. He's not going to let you off though, so you take a deep breath, open wide, and take it in your mouth. It takes very little to get him fully hard, but you don't want a mouthful of his stuff, so you back off. "Ready for the main event then," he says. Without waiting to be told, you sit on the table and lay back, with your les dangling over the end. He gets on his knees and shuffles over to you. "You're a proper little slut aren't you," he says. Three years old and you already love cock more 'n my girlfriend."
You say nothing, because he is right, and he starts pushing against your girl-hole. "Such a juicy little cunt," he says as the tip slips inside. "If I'd known that there were little girls like you, I'd have been fucking them sooner." You just smile as he pushes the whole length inside you. "You really are a cock-hungry little slut, aren't you." He starts moving and as usual, it's over before you have got properly worked up. The stuff he calls cum fills you up and he squirts some over your belly, before grabbing a hanky to wipe himself.
There are some tissues on the floor and he gives you a bunch to wipe yourself while he sits back in his chair and watches you get dressed. All he says is to "hurry up 'cos Mum will be home soon."