“Well, my child, I have a suggestion: how would it be if you took off all your clothes and lay in bed with me for a while? I want to take a little nap and will let you keep me company. Would you like that?”
“Oh, uncle, that would be darling,” replied the girl and, springing to her feet, she began to unfasten her garments, which she removed and flung upon a chair.
She sat down, unfastened the loops on her little shoes, which she removed, then pulled down her stockings. Then she stood up before him in her little waist and drawers, which she quickly unfastened and removed, standing before him like a small Venus, her rosy body perfectly proportioned, although slim and youthful; the promise of her coming womanhood was faintly suggested by the small bubbies which stood out upon her white bosom and the shadowy darkness between her legs.
He had her turn herself around as he gazed at the perfection of her childish charms, his prick throbbing and quivering as he lasciviously admired the lovely child before him. Having her come closer, he had her spread her legs, then minutely inspected the pretty little shell-like cunt, its pink lips opened wide, exposing the rosy clitoris to view, which, after moistening a finger, he titillated slightly, causing the child to giggle and squirm and press her legs tightly together upon his hand.
The dissolute man was sorely tempted to lay this child upon the bed forthwith and ravish her childish body, knowing she would be only too willing to submit to him, but restrained himself, having a somewhat different idea in mind and knowing that prolonging the act would add to the tantalizing anticipation that was so pleasurable to his jaded appetite.
“Come, Freda. Don't you want to help uncle undress, too?” he queried.
“Oh yes, sir,” she replied, her eyes sparkling.
With her busy childish fingers unbuttoning and pulling at his garments, he soon reached a similar state of nudity and stood there, his stiff rammer once more proudly rampant. The child approached and fondled it, gazing at it with awe.
“Well, we'll let him rest now; too much excitement won't do him any good,” said the man, and seizing the girl, he held her tightly in his arms, then lay back upon the bed with her young, bare body resting upon his own. Kissing and fondling each other, they lay thus for some minutes; then he rolled the child off to his side and they both lay quiet for some time.
After ceasing by-play, his tool soon lost its stiffness and settled down into a soft, flaccid mass. Young Freda, childlike, could not long remain quiet, however, and was soon sitting up in bed and examining her uncle's prong. “Why, uncle, it's got all soft again; isn't that the funniest thing? What makes it get hard and then soft again? Won't you make it hard and put it in me like you did Caroline? Please, uncle,” she begged.
“Could I make him hard, uncle?” she cried, her fingers squeezing and manipulating the soft mass. “I like to see him get so big and stiff, he looks so funny; now he is just like a little sausage or something,” giggled the child. She felt sure if he would only agree to give her the treatment he had so recently accorded her sister, she would enjoy it very much, although it did seem as though his implement was rather large to enter such a small hole as her own crevice. “Can't I get him all stiff and hard again, uncle, if I play with him?”
“Well, my child, there are many ways of exciting him and getting him stiff, ways of which you have never even dreamed.”
“Oh, tell me about them, won't you uncle? What can I do that will bring him back to life?” She grasped and squeezed the soft object, which, however, showed no inclination to resume his former state.
“Oh, well, little Curiosity,” he laughed, “since you must know, one of the favorite ways of encouraging an erection is by kissing and handling; if you feel you want to try that method, why go ahead!” and he laughed loudly. “Normally, it would not need anything but your nearness and the touch of your naked body, but as you know I have just had some pleasure with Caroline, so he is rather exhausted. However, if you cared to kiss him a little, it might have some effect. Suppose you try it and see!”
He felt sure that a hint would be sufficient to this precocious child; his salacious mind yearned for her to perform the act of sucking his prick, yet he wanted her to do it voluntarily; he wanted to use no force, but the child was so anxious to delve into matters of sex and so willing to try anything, that he knew any suggestion would be immediately followed by accomplishment. The girl's eye widened for a moment, then, slipping down and sprawling herself upon the bed, her legs outspread, his tool clasped in her small hands, her lips approached his member and immediately began to bestow upon it small birdlike kisses, then longer and more fervent ones. This practice immediately had its effect.
Such maneuvering was so delightful that ere long the man could feel his climax approaching. Feeling sure that if he permitted it to come without any warning, the flood of sperm would probably choke the inexperienced child, he permitted her to suck and titillate the member until the very moment of orgasm, when, with a push, he disengaged her lips and, seizing the coverlet in one hand and frigging himself rapidly with the other, he brought about the discharge in the coverlet, which he had clasped about the head of his prong. Wiping off the sticky fluid, he relaxed back on the bed, breathing heavily for a few moments, while the child, wide-eyed, sat up in bed gazing at the peculiar spectacle before her, her face crimson with passion, almost overcome by that burning lust which is experienced by girls of her age, as she watched the erect staff of her uncle's weapon slowly curl up and sink into its former state.
In a few minutes, however, the lord rolled over and with a smile looked at his niece. “You surely did that nicely, Freda! You are a regular little goddess of love. Just for being such a nice girl, uncle is going to give you something nice. It is a shame you have been neglected so much; your little pussy must be burning by now. Isn't it? Tell uncle the truth?”
“Oh, uncle, I feel so strange; I am just burning and itching; I feel so funny down here,” she said, pointing to her little pink quim.
“Well, we'll soon straighten that out. Come here!” He seized the child in his strong hands and lifted her up to the top of the bed, where he arranged some pillows so that she was leaning back against the head of the bed, her bottom supported on a thick pillow, her legs spread apart and her knees cocked up, exposing her little pussy as a shining target for any assault. Then the man lay belly down upon the bed, placed his face against the childish quim, and began to lick and titillate it. His busy tongue darted here and there; he found the little button of her clitoris, which he licked, his lips nipping at the soft, pink inner lips of her delicious coosie.
The child was startled yet delighted at the turn events had taken. Here was something absolutely new and unthought of, but how delightful! Her whole randy little being thrilled at the soft caresses of her uncle's lips and tongue upon those sensitive membranes of her grotto of love. Her hands grasped his head and clutched wildly at his hair, bringing his face tightly into contact with her maiden pussy and her white soft thighs tightly gripped the man's head. Crossing her feet behind his back, and holding his head tightly gripped between her legs, her bottom moved from side to side and up and down as the man's busy tongue explored every sensitive portion of her itching and burning quim, sending spasms of delight shooting through her excited nervous system. Thus she lay with her head thrown back, her eyes closed, soft moans issuing between her clenched teeth as her body writhed and shook in ecstasy. In a few short moments, unused as she was to this sort of treatment, she reached her climax and with a paroxysm of lust and passion, uttering low moans and sighs, she gave down that precious liquid which her randy uncle so anxiously sought; then, overcome by her emotions, she sank into a half-faint; her limbs relaxed and she fell back, a quivering, sighing mass of childish femininity.
VOLUME IV
Freda, who had as yet maintained her virginity, after dallying with Lord Roxboro's now dormant tool, was instructed to depart from the chamber and return in exactly two hours to awaken her sensual uncle by encircling his rod with her rosy lips.
Disappointed in her desires to experience the same sensation by her uncle's tool as she had seen perpetrated on her sister, Caroline, she slipped her frock over her nakedness and, exiting from the room wherein the sensual uncle lay asleep, crept down the hall to the room of her sister.
Tapping softly upon her sister's door, she opened it and entered to find the beautiful Caroline seated on the
