Amiga ISO Collection/AmigaDemoCD2.iso/ASCII/TEXTE/SEX/ADULTSHARE/C/CEST8.TXT

Text File | 1994-02-01 | 14.8 KB | 365 lines

             Kidcest, Chap 8

                         Chapter VIII

                       Bathroom Ecstasy

It seemed like it was hours before I had the courage to test
Tim's slumber, shaking him slightly, asking him if he were
still awake.  When I was convinced he was sound asleep, I got
out of bed, dressed only in my jockey briefs and tee shirt,
and quietly walked to the bathroom that separated Tim's room
from Cindy's.  I hoped there would be a fresh pair of her
panties in the hamper.  Already, the steamy masturbatory
images of little Cindy smiling shyly and showing me her
childlike cunt made my underpants stand out in a 6-inch tent
before me.

I was halfway into the bathroom before I realized Cindy was
already in there, wearing only her panties and a bra!

"Sorry!," I said starting to back out of the bathroom.

My heart nearly stopped when she replied in a conspiratorial
whisper, "No, it's okay.  I've been waiting for you.  Is Tim
asleep?"

I told her I was pretty sure that he was.  I tried not to
stare at her or to rub her with my rigid pole as she brushed
past me to check for herself.  Satisfied that Tim was
sleeping soundly, she locked the bathroom door from
his side first, then from hers.

Turning to me with a shy smile, she whispered, "I know what
you have been doing to my panties.  Like, at first I was
grossed out because I thought it was my brother.  But then,
when I came into the bathroom just after you used it the
other day, I figured it out."

I turned bright red with embarrassment, but she quickly said,
"But like it's no big deal, you know.  I even have been
wearing them afterwards, when you did it in the clean ones
out of my drawer, just to see how it feels to have a guy's
stuff next to me all day."  It didn't occur to me until later
that I had never touched any panties from her drawer, just
the hamper.

With the realization that one of my fantasies was about to
come true, my dick got tremendously stiff.  Seeing her glance
at the quaking shape through my briefs, I asked her if she
had been putting on a show for me in front of the television.
With downcast eyes, she admitted she had.  And then she
shocked me when she said, "I wanted to pull my panties off
and show you everything, but I was afraid Tim would come back
too soon."

This was simply too much for my crotch to stand, and the
resulting jump made my beefy prick protrude through the
opening in the front of my underwear.  Although I was
embarrassed to be showing my cock to this little girl, the
gleam in her eyes made me feel more at ease.  "Ooooh!" she
said, "I hoped I'd get to see your dick!"  And she pressed
her hand against her crotch as she watched my throbbing peter
bob with excitement before her eyes.

With typical teenage clumsiness, I asked Cindy if she was a
virgin and she said "Well, kind of ..."  Not knowing how else
to phrase my heartfelt question, I asked if she would like to
"do some stuff" with me.  She said she wasn't ready to go all
the way yet.

"But," she said, "I want to watch you squirt your stuff in my
panties ...  while I'm wearing them."  I thought I would
shoot off right there.  I wanted to ask her if she would
stuff the wet cloth into her hole, but I was afraid of
scaring her or grossing her out.  I was also pretty sure a
"kind-of" virgin couldn't stuff anything into her hole.

Anyway, I was more than willing to do what she wanted, but we
had to figure out how we were going to accomplish this.  We
couldn't go in her bedroom in case her mom happened to come
in for some reason.  Finally, we decided the bathroom was
best.  If we heard her mom enter the bedroom, I could always
go out the other door into Tim's room and Cindy's mom would
never know.

This settled, Cindy sat up on the vanity directly across from
the commode.  "Well,"  she said, "you better start doing it
before tomorrow gets here already."

The moment of truth.  Although this was precisely my
masturbation fantasy, was I horny enough to drop my drawers
in front of a nine-year-old girl and start jacking off while
she watched?  It seemed perverse, but my cock was stiffer
than it had ever been and this was the closest I had ever
been to realizing my fantasy of doing it with my best
friend's little sister.  I slipped my hands under either side
of the waistband and dropped my underwear to the floor,
stepping out of them.  With one hand I began to slowly stroke
the length of my cock.  With the other, I reached for Cindy's
panties, ready to help her out of them.  But she pulled away.

"I'm not ready for that yet," she told me.  I asked her how I
was supposed to cum in her panties if she wouldn't let me
touch them.  She said, "When you're ready to squirt your
stuff, I'll pull them out and you can shoot in them."  I
didn't want to blow my opportunity, so I backed off.

But standing in front of her, jacking off and watching myself
in the mirror was making me go soft.  She noticed, watching
my cock intently. "I'm making you nervous, right?" she asked.

"Embarrassed is more like it," I answered.  "Maybe if I could
see your pussy while I do this, it would go better."

"Okay, sit over there," she said, nodding toward the toilet.
I did as I was told, my cock regaining its rigidity  in
anticipation of viewing the little girl's cunny again.  Once
again, as I sat on the commode, I started to stroke my cock.
Cindy leaned back against the mirror, reached underneath the
leg band of her panties and pulled the crotch to one side,
exposing her hairless little slit.  She looked up at me as my
eyes glowed with animal passion.  "It's beautiful," I said.
Smiling proudly, she continued to pull her underpants aside,
so I could see the soft folds of naked flesh surrounding the
faint pink crease that began with a dimple below her navel
and disappeared between her buttocks.

Holding the panties out of the way with her left hand, she
slowly spread her legs.  My eyes were riveted on the
mesmerizing transformation, as her hairless lips parted and
the inside of her slit glistened.  As I watched, closely, the
tiny bud of her clitoris peeked out from its hood above the
folds of wet flesh that hid the gateway to her canal.

Braver now, and less inhibited, I reached between my legs and
started to rub my balls with my other hand, just like I did
when I jacked off alone.  Looking up from her winking slit, I
saw that she was staring intently at my quaking cock.

"What do you think about when you do that?" she asked.

I told her that lately I had been thinking about her, just
like she was, naked or in panties.

Obviously pleased, she said, "And I've been thinking about
some stud rubbing his dick and watching me twitch my pussy."
When I looked back down, I saw she had extended one of her
fingers to tweak the bud above her hole while she watched me.
"Oooooh," she said, "I feel like I'm gonna pee and cum at the
same time!"

I realized that I was dangerously close to blowing my load
under the incredible stimulation of this nasty little girl's
antics.  Desperate to take my mind off her behavior, I
suddenly asked her what she would have done if it had been
her brother that had been cumming in her panties.  "Oh,
probably nothing," she said.  She explained that it was just
kind of inconvenient having her clean panties soiled too
(realizing once again then that I hadn't been doing anything
to her clean panties).

"Once," she whispered, "I spied on Tim in the changing room
by our pool.  I peeped through a crack in the blinds to watch
him jack off." She leered at my pounding cock as she said,
"His thing is not as long as yours, but it's thicker."
"Anyway," she continued, "I was kinda mad because, just
before he came, he turned and shot his stuff into a towel."
She continued to rub her clit as she said, "I really wanted
to see what it looked like when he squirted his stuff but I
only got to see his butt twitch as he got off."

Still trying to avoid my imminent eruption, I asked Cindy if
she had ever showed another boy her pussy.  "One time," she
answered, "I got naked and masturbated in my room while I
knew Tim was watching through a crack in the bathroom door.
He didn't know I was intentionally putting on a show for
him."

My first thought was that Tim had never told me, but I asked
Cindy, "Why did you do that, if you didn't want to do
anything with him?"

She speeded up the rubbing action of her finger, beginning to
dip the tip of her finger into her tiny naked hole.  "It made
me excited knowing Tim was watching and that he couldn't do
anything anyway because Mom was walking around downstairs at
the time."

"And another time," she continued, "I was on a bus with an
old man sitting across from me.  He kept smiling at me and we
were all by ourselves in the back of the bus.  I realized he
kept looking down at my legs, especially whenever I crossed
them.  So I decided to give him a thrill by crossing my
legs real high and showing him my panties."

"He was real old, with white hair and everything, but his
eyes got big and round behind his glasses.  He was staring
between my legs and acting kinda nervous.  I crossed my legs
a few more times and he just kept staring at them like there
was nothing else in the world.  I was feeling real safe,
because he couldn't really do anything with the driver and
other people sitting up in front of the bus."

"In fact, I was feeling so safe that I put both my feet up on
the seat and spread my legs a little bit so that old guy
could just stare right at my panties.  And he really did!  It
was like my underpants were the most fascinating thing he had
ever seen.  I could see he had a boner, too, because his
pants were like a tent in the front."

"For some reason, I decided he would get a super thrill if I
showed him the whole thing, so I reached down and pulled my
underpants over to one side like I'm doing now.  He glanced
up at my face and I smiled back at him, to let him know I
wanted to show him my pussy.  He just jerked his eyes back
to my crotch and put his hand down in his lap.  I couldn't
see what he was doing, but he must have been beating his meat
through his pants."

"As I watched him massage the lump in his lap, I let my
finger drift down and slide up and down the lips.  Then I
spread my pussy open to show him the inside.  Then I stuck
the end of my finger into my hole.  His eyes got even wider
then, and he kinda shook all over.  A few minutes later, he
got up to leave the bus and he had a big wet spot on the
front of his pants.  As he walked by me, he said, 'Thank you'
real sincerely.  I thought I had done my Brownie Scout good
deed of the day."

I felt myself nearing an explosion as I listened to this
story and watched Cindy massage her little clit.  She must
have sensed it from watching me because she suddenly stood
up, holding her legs together at the knees but her feet wide
apart, with her knees bent forward.  She leaned over me on
the commode.  She braced herself on the tank with one arm and
put her head almost on my shoulder.  Staring down at my
pounding cock, she pulled the front waistband of her panties
away from her body and down.

"Just do it in there when you're ready.  Soak my pants and my
pussy all you want.  But don't try and put it in or
anything," she cautioned me, as if in hesitant afterthought.
"And I want to see it when your cock squirts!"

"Here it is!" I said, breaking the near whisper that we had
been talking in previously, trying to catch my breath.  The
first gush of love juice hit off-course, directly in her
navel, immediately cascading down her stomach toward the
broad, bare area just above the triangle of her bald cunt.
As I corrected my aim, the second gush intercepted the first
wad on its way down right at about where her little crack
began.  Then, as my cock pulsed uncontrollably, I half stood
and guided it closer to her slit.  I'm not sure if she leaned
forward or I stood up, but my stiff cock actually touched her
crack, the head burrowing slightly between her hairless,
little-girl cunt lips as it continued to spew its sperm.

As my warm semen squirted into her crack, little Cindy parted
her legs at the knees.  My cock slipped in its own fluid
slowly down her crack.  I felt her hole and the head of my
dick stopped right over it.  I could have driven it in if I
wanted to, but I had promised her I wouldn't and I didn't
want to mess things up at this point.  I looked Cindy
directly in the eye as my last few gushes of sperm squirted
directly into her cunt!  Although she was staring at the
action taking place in her crotch, I could see that her eyes
were wide and kind of wild-looking.  I held my dick there
until it was done.

Cindy stood up straight and let her panties go back into
position.  They were dark with wetness all through the crotch
and front glistening in spots with my cum.  She sat back on
the sink and spread her legs wide in front of me at about my
eye level.  Pulling the crotch of her panties back to the
side, she inserted the tip of her index finger about halfway
into the gooey passage while she vigorously massaged her clit
with the other.  As she fingered her hole, the jism I had
shot into her was oozing out and running down the crack of
her ass.  Her finger began to move from her cunt to her
asshole, slipping a little deeper into each opening as her
knees began to sway wider and her eyes rolled back in her
head.

It was only a few moments until she started to spasm -- her
little body shook uncontrollably as she fingered her clit and
her hole.  It thrilled me to watch this little girl make
herself cum in front of me.  Even though I had just shot my
load, my peter had not gone soft.  In fact, under the
stimulation of the show Cindy was putting on, it had started
getting hard again.

In a sudden wave of bravery, I stood between her legs and
positioned my cock directly in front of Cindy's wet little
slit.  She slowly took her finger out of her cunt slot and
reached out to touch my hardening dick.  She still held her
legs wide open and the crotch of her panties gathered off to
one side.  I followed her lead as she slowly pulled me
forward with her slimy hand and placed the head of my cock in
the middle of her gushy pussy.  I knew I was right over her
hole but I didn't push.  I waited.  Would she change her mind
and go all the way?

Cindy took the next step herself.  She allowed her crotch to
slip forward ever so slightly, my cock finding a smooth
entrance into her well-lubricated cunt.  She stopped just as
the head of my hard cock was about to enter her little
opening.  "Please go easy.  If it starts to hurt, stop," she
said, looking me once again directly in the eye.

I responded with a slight, steady pressure that resulted in a
small "pop" as the head of my cock slipped past the ring of
the entrance to her canal.  I held it there.  I couldn't
believe how hard it was just to catch my breath to talk.
Looking down between us, I was rewarded with an exciting view
of my scarlet cock and hairy balls slowly disappearing into
her fat little hairless pussy, coated with my come.

"Have you ever done this before?" I asked.  "Well, sort of,"
she answered, "but it wasn't very nice."