Sophie Breaks a Leg

by Destiny Lover

Gwyn and Alice were both thirty-three. Despite having been together for two years their sex life was better than ever. It had always been ok but no more than that and had become fairly predictable. He would lick her until she came, she would usually suck his cock for a while and then they would fuck. End of story.

At least it would have been the end of the story, the end of passion between them leading to affairs and a probable split, had they not started telling each other their fantasies. As it turned out they had been thinking about the same things while they fucked. Alice thought about having sex with young girls. Gwyn thought about Alice having sex with young girls; sometimes he was present in these fantasies sometimes it was just Alice and the girl. 'The girl' varied a bit. Often she was based on a girl they has seen when they were shopping in the supermarket on Saturday, these boring shopping trips were enlivened by spotting pretty girls together and whispering there thoughts about them. 'I love her little breasts' or 'That girls ass makes me wet just to look at it'.

Alice's ideal age in these fantasies was 14, or so she claimed. Gwyn's ideal age was somewhere between 7 and 11. So when they were out and he pointed out a girl younger than about 14, or she told him a fantasy and he tried to nudge her down to girl of 13 from 14 perhaps, she would protest, laughingly, 'You old perv! That's too young!' Gwyn did not argue too much or try to reason with her. He was enjoying the conspiracy between them and did not want to spoil it. The obvious line of argument would have been to point out that it was only a fantasy and they could make up any stories they liked. But that would not wash. They both knew it was a fantasy they wanted to make real.

So they decided to live together. Or rather Gwyn gave in, Alice had wanted them to move in together for over a year but Gwyn had always resisted. He enjoyed their weekends, usually at his flat, but since he owned it selling up and moving needed more commitment than he had been ready for. They agreed they did not want children though, how many women do not want to have kids? So he could relax on that account. And now their sex life was so good and getting better Gwyn could find no objection. Secretly he had become enthusiastic about living with her too, although he did not let on, keeping her at a slight disadvantage. They would have two spare rooms and would need the rent from them. His cock throbbed when he thought of getting in a sexy young lodger. He imagined that a 16 year old would be the youngest girl he and Alice could reasonably expect to have a threesome with, but that would be wonderful. And besides, the truth be told, they loved each other.

They found a stylish house in East London they could just about afford and moved their stuff, from their respective flats in a hire van with the help of a big guy who Alice worked with. Doing desk job's is not the best preparation for heaving furniture and boxes of books around and as they sat at the kitchen table, plonked haphazardly in the middle of the large kitchen and looking far smaller than it had in Gwyn's flat, Alice and Gwyn found it difficult to lift the hard earned cans of beer to their mouths. The discussion was of the furniture they would buy and how they would decorate the house. There helper, matt seemed in much better shape and downed three beers before leaving for his regular session at the gym, taking with him a painting Alice had grown tired of as thanks.

Gwyn thought how sexy Alice looked in her dust covered t-shirt, worn jeans and messy black hair. She looked across the table at him and knew what he was thinking. She thought firstly what a lovely guy he was and how happy she felt that they were finally living together and secondly that she wanted his cock inside her now. She was just getting up to go over and plant her buttocks on his lap when the doorbell rang. She moaned and sloped off down the hallway to answer it.

Gwyn heard a girl's voice and Alice saying rather nervously 'Come in and meet my boyfriend'. It was as if the sun had come out. 'Gwyn meet…' The girl looked at Gwyn closely and smiled 'Sophie', 'Sophie meet Gwyn. I'm Alice. Sophie's our neighbour from number twenty-six. Look she brought us these lovely flowers as a moving in present' No wonder Alice was nervous. We are all ashamed in the face of extreme, perfect beauty. The girl was 9 years old with long straw coloured hair, the most perfect little upturned nose, green eyes, naturally bright red lips over white teeth, pale and skinny. She had on a pair of blue dungarees, green and white stripped t-shirt and new white trainers. To top that she knew she was beautiful with the fuck-off certainty of a woman ten years older.

She sat at the table with the grown-up's and drank a luke warm Pepsi, the only cold drinks Alice and Gwyn having bought being beers. She smiled a lot when she talked but did not talk often, answering questions politely and briefly with a kids frankness: she lived with her mum and did not remember her dad, she went to a 'very good' private school some miles away, she liked English, Maths, biology and netball, no she had never tasted beer although her mum got drunk every night (she seemed just a little upset as she said that), she supported Chelsea because she thought Ashley Cole was really cute, and so on. She was too well brought up be called arrogant but she was remarkably composed for a girl of her age. She seemed to be making movements and gestures she knew were beautiful as a kindness to Gwyn and Alice, to let them see how lovely she was. Her slender arm, dangling and swaying over the back of the chair as she talked was almost painful to watch it was so charming. Alice wondered how conscious this could be in a girl of her age. It was difficult not to put your arms around her and kiss her immediately.

On the way out she enthused over Alice and Gwyn's new bicycles in the hall. She loved cycling too she said and for a moment she seemed like a typical kid. She wanted to know how many gears the bikes had, always the first question children ask. Her bike only had 3 gears she said, ashamed. Gwyn felt the warmth of her body as she squatted down with him and he explained how the gears worked. He deliberately brushed against her, shoulder to shoulder and his cock escaped the too tight underpants he was wearing caressing his inner thigh.

They told her to drop around whenever she liked and she went off down the front path, twisting her slender four and a half foot body to wave bye, as light on her feet as a kitten. Gwyn closed the front door and found Alice right behind him, desperate to be touched. He stuck his tongue down her throat and his hand down her knickers to feel her dripping wet pussy. 'Don't even think about it Gwyn, she's just a child'.

* * *

They fucked all evening without talking to each other much but they both knew what, or rather who the other was thinking of. Gwyn tried to get Alice to admit what she wanted, that she wanted the little girl next door but she would not say so openly. While he was licking his cum from her cunt though she first whispered, then loudly demanded, 'oh' yes, lick my cunt, lick my cunt baby, lick my pussy clean'. She had never called Gwyn 'baby' before and short of calling him Sophie she could not have been more transparent.

Over the next week they each saw Sophie in the street a few times. Alice deliberately timed leaving the house to 'run into' her, watching through the sitting room window to see her leave for school and then dashing out herself. The little girl flirted outrageously, dressed in her bottle green school uniform she licked her lips and pouted at Alice, playing with her hair and as she had done on their first meeting, looking deeply in to her eyes. It was clear that this child knew the woman wanted her and that she was doing everything she could to encourage it if only on a subliminal level.

After some days of this Alice felt she was going mad. She could not get the girl out of her mind and yet was still reluctant to discuss her obsession with her boyfriend or even admit it to herself. To her even thinking about sex with a 9 year old was paedophilia and therefore wrong. The fact that Sophie gave every sign of wanting it did not make it any more acceptable.

They had both talked to Sophie's mother Kate too. She appeared to be very wealthy, worked long hours for a bank just down the road in the square mile, drove a brand new beemer and was always expensively dressed. As Sophie had said, she was clearly a heavy drinker. In the evenings she would stagger about as she walked their King Charles spaniel. This habit had not yet spoiled her 34 year old looks though. It was clear where Sophie got her beauty from. Consciously at least Alice had no intention of acting on her impulses but she still made it very clear to Kate that Sophie was welcome to come around if she needed 'looking after' while her mother was out as she often worked from home and would welcome the company. Secretly Alice imagined she might steal the odd touch… Unfortunately Alice's help had not been needed as yet because Kate's brother was over from New York to stay with them while he attended to business in London. He was leaving on Friday morning, thank god, thought Alice.

They did not see much of Sophie over the weekend. She and her mother came and went in black cabs a few times, her mother clearly kept her busy with self-improving activities as the middle classes mothers tend to. Alice and Gwyn spent the weekend painting their bedroom deep red and cream and taking furtive glances out of the windows. They wanted to make their bedroom womb like. Alice loved decorating, Gwyn would rather have got someone in to do it but was happy to have the distraction. Like Alice he was unable to stop thinking about Sophie. He ached for her and ached to see Alice with her. They were both becoming miserable and although they were fucking more than ever before they could not satisfy their lust.

* * *

Then on Monday evening everything changed. The couple had just finished stacking the dishwasher with the day's plates when the doorbell rang. It was Kate, slightly drunk and wound up. 'Please just say no if this is going to inconvenience you at all. I feel awful even asking… Did you see the ambulance earlier? Sophie's just back from the hospital' Alice and Gwyn were genuinely alarmed. For a moment Sophie ceased to be an object of lust and became vulnerable flesh and blood. 'Don't look so worried! The silly girl broke her knee. I'm going to sue that bloody school. She fell out of a tree in the grounds this morning. Fuck knows what the staff where doing letting her climb the thing. Pardon my French. Anyway, it's a nasty break and they've put her in plaster. I'm going to get her back to school asap but she clearly can't go tomorrow and rather than getting a nurse in I just wondered…'

'I'd be delighted to help. Any excuse to work from home! The office won't mind at all' Alice was flushed with excitement and when it had been arranged that Sophie would be brought around at 8.30 the following morning Kate left with promises of free meals at a French restaurant she had recently bought as an investment. Gwyn approached Alice with a huge grin and hugged her. She laughed 'What? I'm only doing our neighbours a good turn' But she could not contain her ecstasy. 'Kiss her for me' Gwyn murmured and they sunk to the floor and fucked hard and fast.

* * *

So Kate brought her little daughter around the next morning in a wheelchair the hospital had lent them with crutches dangling on the back. It was too awkward to get her up the stairs so her mum and Alice helped her onto the plush new sitting room sofa. Alice was pleased that Gwyn had left for work when she saw Sophie. Her lust would have been obvious to him even if she was able to keep it hidden from the girl and her mum. She looked more stunning than ever wearing a short white nightdress and pink dressing gown. Alice made a mental note to turn the heating up full. She wanted that dressing-gown off. Kate showed Alice the plaster while Sophie looked distant and mournful. Her right knee was fractured but the hospital had assured them she would make a full recovery. She just needed rest. Her leg was unbendable, due to the plaster which reached up from below her knee to her lower thigh and her nightdress barely covered the top of her leg leaving a beautiful patch of innocent flesh between them. Alice wondered if she was wearing knickers. 'If she needs the loo you don't mind do you? She's brushed her teeth but nothing else' Kate assured Alice that she would be back around lunch time and explained that her child would become dozy soon as she had slept very little overnight. Sophie had been given some pain-killers just now so would feel better soon. Kate was in a hurry to get to work which suited Alice. She needed to go to the loo herself and wipe her soggy cunt.

Alice had no intention of doing anything more than enjoying looking at Sophie. She had recently taken up life drawing classes again and planned to ask Sophie if she could draw her, clothes on of course. She told herself that Sophie was just a little girl in need of a substitute mother for the day or with luck for a few days. Although she didn't want to have children herself she was very fond of other people's children and felt a protective love towards them. She would not abuse the little girl's trust.

She made herself a coffee and offered to make Sophie breakfast. All she wanted was a glass of orange juice. Alice pulled up a foot-stool and sat facing her as they sipped on the drinks. 'It's so unfair. Some people fall from much bigger heights and don't hurt themselves at all' The childishness of the language and the vague idea charmed Alice. 'I know baby. But at least you only broke something that will mend. It might have been far worse.' She could not prevent herself taking the girls right hand in hers. 'Would you mind if I draw you later? I need to practice on someone. I do so much of my design work on the computer these days I've lost my touch with a pencil'. 'You can't draw me looking like this. I'm so ugly today' she pouted and gave a little coquettish smile as she pulled her hand out of Alice's and hid her face. Alice laughed. 'Come on now Sophie, we both know you're incredibly beautiful.' Sophie laughed back and crossed her arms over her flat chest, blushing. 'I guess that's true'.

Well, thought Alice, this is heavy flirting. What am I doing? She had to stand up or she would have molested the little girl there and then. As she wondered over to her laptop on the coffee table she could feel Sophie's eyes on her back, demanding more attention. Alice concentrated hard on her emails but could not take them in. Sophie, perhaps feeling snubbed picked up the TV guide by her side and pretended to read. Alice started to despair. This was a situation she could only have dreamed of but it was agony. She clicked to see the weather and murmured that there would be more rain. Sophie shot her a resentful childish glace 'So interesting'. Yes, she did feel snubbed.

So Alice told Sophie to ask if she wanted anything and sat down to answer her mail. She had to turn her back on the girl or it would be impossible to get anything done. Her pussy was so wet she guessed she would be sore with a rash by the evening. She wished Gwyn was there she needed a fuck so badly. An hour passed with Alice tapping away on the keyboard and answered questions that seemed of no importance from her office while Sophie hummed popular songs and leafed through a stack of old Cosmopolitans.

Then Sophie said 'I need the toilet'. Alice was almost annoyed that she was going to have to touch her. The sexy little bitch was driving her mad just by her presence. Alice put her arms around Sophie's waist and helped her to her feet. Some words from a Wilfred Owen poem came to her mind; something about how slim girls waists are; so different to touching a man! They agreed it would be better not to use the crutches her mum had brought as it would make it difficult getting in and out of the loo. Instead Alice supported her right side as they made slow progress to the downstairs toilet.

Alice sat her on the seat and left. She needed a poo she said. So that was what Kate had meant by 'She's brushed her teeth but that's all'. She was warning her. But surely the girl could wipe her own ass? Alice paced around. She wished she could be a fly on the wall in there… not that she was attracted to shit but Sophie's bum was just so sexy jutting out in little globes at the top of her skinny legs…

A few minutes later Alice heard the cistern flush and Sophie call 'Ready!' The girl was still sitting on the toilet seat clasping a pair of little white knickers in her hand and looking embarrassed. 'So she was wearing knickers', thought Alice, 'but she's not now. Even her poo smell nice. Perhaps because she's a vegetarian.' She helped Sophie to her feet and back to the leather sofa where she removed her dressing gown and eased her down, taking the knickers off her. 'Did you manage ok?' 'Yes but there's no bidet. I always use the bidet. And I can't bathe or shower with this plaster on'. Sophie stifled a sob, suddenly conscious of her pathetic condition and the weeks of disability ahead. 'There's one upstairs but that's difficult' Alice apologized, and while Sophie's head was lowered she sniffed her knickers. They were just a little bit damp with her fluids and Alice breathed them in with the hunger of an addict. 'I suppose I could give you a bit of a wash her if you like'

Sophie looked up and as their eyes met a charge seemed to pass between them which made them both giddy. A line of some sort had been breached. The girl wiped a tear from her cheek. Alice reached out a hand and stroked her hair and Sophie took the woman's hand in hers. 'You know' she started saying but seemed lost for words. Alice sat on the edge of the sofa and looked at her wonderingly. 'You know I went camping with Jack last summer and we took Benny' It took Alice a moment to piece together this information. Jack was her uncle who had just been to stay and Benny was their dog, the King Charles spaniel her mother walked drunkenly each evening. 'There wasn't even a shower in one of the fields we stayed in in Scotland'. Alice had no idea where this could be going but listened to the tearful girl patiently, nodding. 'Anyway I had to have my own tent coz mum insisted and Benny…' She blushed, not just her face but her neck and upper chest turned red, 'cleaned me'

It was Alice's turn to be lost for words. 'He licked me all clean. It felt really good. I don't think it was a wrong thing to let him do coz he loved it too'. Alice had not really thought about such things. Of course she had heard about bestiality but never imagined that she would meet anyone who would tell her about their experience of it, let alone a 9 year old girl. She was shocked and incredibly excited. 'I don't think that's a very healthy thing to do you know. You could get an infection letting a dog do that.' She hoped her sudden prudishness would cover the thrill she felt at imagining the child's bald cunt being licked by a dog. She stroked Sophie's hair and cheek. God she was lovely. She looked beautiful differently from each angel and in each mood.'Will you clean me like that? I won't tell anyone. I know it's naughty but it would feel so good.' Dazzled, Alice could contain herself no longer. She leaned forward and kissed the child's bottom lip and then slid her wet tongue into her little mouth. Sophie clasped a hand around the woman's neck and made a slight simpering sound. Alice's inhibitions vanished and she was desperate to lick the girl's pussy but whenever she tried to move down her new lover's body she was pulled back. They kissed for what seemed forever. Sophie unbuttoned Alice's shirt as they kissed and pulling away for a moment whispered into her ear 'I wanna suck your breasts like a baby does'

Alice pulled off her shirt and bra. She had lovely breasts, round and full. As Sophie lay on her back she lowered an erect nipple into her mouth. The little girl closed her eyes and seemed lost in a world of her own sucking and nibbled on first one nipple and then the other, covering them in saliva and kisses. Her eyelashes lay on her cheeks as she sucked and nothing else seemed to matter to her. Alice felt the force of each little bite travel down her spine to her pussy as the minutes passed. Then she kissed her again and whispered 'I think I ought to clean you now. Just open your legs as fully as you can.' Sophie obediently put her left leg up on the back of the sofa keeping her plastered leg on the sofa's seat. Her little virgin cunt had never been licked or touched by a human before, although she had seen plenty of sex on her computer so that she had an idea of what was to come, if not what it would feel like. She lay back and waited.

Alice got on her knees on the long sofa and pushed the nightdress up above the girl's waste. The child's vagina was perfect and hairless. Never having been messed about by cocks it was quite symmetrical, the outer labia covering the inner so that all that was visible was a simple slit and the little bud of the clit, pink and unmolested. She started to lick Sophie's pussy lips, feeling shivers of pleasure spread through them both, then pushed her tongue inside to taste her wetness. A salty tang of urine, sweat and natural lube was kissed and licked and swallowed away. The lips and clit swelled slightly and Sophie arched her back and moaned. Alice had licked out a couple of woman before but nothing could compare to the pleasure of this as her mouth slid over the soft flesh, aquaplaning on Sophie's wetness and her own saliva. She went back to her clitoris and flicked it fast, up and down, right and left until she felt the baby was about to cum, then she returned to her now dripping hole and tongue fucked it with greater vigour, wanting to fill it, moving in circles inside. She gripped her buttocks and lifting her moved her body back and forth as she fucked. Then with a few more quick licks on her clit the girl came, shuddering beneath Alice's wet face.

The woman allowed the child's breathing to return to normal as she rested her head on her concave belly, feeling it rise and fall. Sophie reached down and tussled Alice's hair. There was no word of thanks for the greatest pleasure she had ever felt in her life; just a simple demand for more. 'You need to wash my bottom as well now'.

Alice helped the child to her feet and then carefully back down onto her front so that she lay flat on the sofa with her bottom sticking up. The bright white of the plaster cast made the flesh even more alluring. Lying between her legs she took a moment to examine the buttocks that were waiting for her mouth. She knew of no words to describe them. It would need a pencil and paper for that. She gently stroked the small white globes of flesh, so innocent and pure. 'I wiped it very well. But I hate it feeling sticky even a bit.' The girl explained; wriggle her bottom childishly, from side to side, as if indicating the object she was discussing.

Lightly kissing first one buttock then the other, perhaps annoyed by the lack of attention she was getting and the demanding lack of gratitude the girl was showing she thought about slapping Sophie hard to watch her arse turn pink and hear her squeal, but decided that would wait until another time. For now she was still reeling the girl in. The important thing was to make this such a fantastic experience that the child would come back for more and more always wanting to re- create this first time however much was selfishly demanded of her in the future. Beside, Alice was enjoying her role as slave to a princess.

She pulled the little girls bum cheeks apart and ran an index finger over her anus then licked the finger. No sign of poo at all but Alice was not going to lick this most secret hole yet. She made her baby wait as she covered her buttocks in kisses, licking her wetly and moving back to admire her work as she cleaned. Only then did she lick nearer and nearer the little puckered hole, running circles around it with the tip of her tongue, making the child want it. 'Please stick it up my bottom like you did on my front bottom before' Alice really had become a slave now and hesitated no longer but pulled the little child's ass cheeks apart hard making her gasp and stuck her tongue as far as she could up her tight asshole, buggering her as deeply as she was able then running her tongue around in both directions, digging with it. She wanted to find and lick up every morsel; she wanted to lick right inside. Taking her middle finger and wetting it she did what she loved having done to her while she was being fucked and slid the digit up the girl's anus. Sophie responded by whipping her right hand down to her cunt and starting to masturbate, rubbing her little clit and chanting 'Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it…' Alice added a second finger and continued buggering the child. Stretching the fingers deep inside and making the little hole gape, then pulling her fingers out and pushing her tongue in again before her anus could tighten. How fantastic that she should have an anal fetish at such a young age. Anal sex was something Alice had not got into until she was in her twenties but this seemed to be what Sophie had been aiming at all along. She came twice more, frigging her little cunt and jiggling her ass up and down to meet Alice's fingers.

Alice could have continued pleasuring the girl all day but after Sophie had cum the second time she stopped responding. The heavy pain killers were staring to kick in. So she kissed the child's asshole and pulled down her night dress. Anyway, her mum would be back soon. She covered her with a duvet from the airing cupboard and knelt down to kiss her on her lips and told her to sleep. She was spent but wanted to talk for a moment. 'That was so good you would NOT believe.' Alice did believe, actually. 'Next time. Whatever you want next time.' The child took the fingers that had been up her asshole and sucked them. 'Would you show me how to do this to Gwyn too?' Her little strawberry lips fellated Alice's fingers. 'Yes baby. We will do everything I promise. I'm going to ask your mother if I can draw you and I know she will say yes when I show her my work. You will be around her a lot. I love you.' As soon as the child's eyes had closed Alice headed upstairs to the womb like bedroom for her vibrator and bed for a fast orgasm. This could be the beginning of something wonderful.

Copyright [email protected] Feb 2007

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