Loli ch5

by Lousia May

So. Night. I tucked them in (separate beds), kissed them chastely, admonished them not to stay up too late, and left, leaving the door ajar. I brushed my teeth and went to bed. I lay in hopeless hope for a minute or two, then took off my shirt and threw it in the clothes hamper. Then I laid back down again, the smooth sheets cool against my swollen nipples. No touching. Just waiting. In vain, yes, but worth the wait anyway. Just in the very slight case. Of.

I fell asleep. I awoke later. 1:00. Oh well. Drift back to sleep.

I dreamed I was in a painting, one of those Reubenesque Ascension paintings, and I was Mary, the Mother of God, and I was flying up, floating up really, into the sunny, pastel skies, and all about me floated the cute little cherubs and angel kids, floating up with me. And they were all so close, and so soft and warm, their little wings brushed against me, against my thighs, my hips. My breasts. I was naked. How wonderful. One little angel, I couldn't see his face. Or her face. But what a

beautiful little angel. I knew, and was just filled with awe and love for such beauty. The beautiful angel touched my breast, playing, enrapt. I thought, please, please, suck it. Suck on my breast, little darling.

The moment my dreamlike anticipation became a waking realization, I experienced a pleasure of such warm intensity that it is impossible to describe. For there was my treasure, one bare leg over my blanketed midriff, suckling at my right breast. The glow in me was so bright, all I could do was lie there and feel. Mmmmmmm.

Presently my hand came slowly round to stroke the lustrous dark hair. Immediately her head came up, her lips making a soft 'plup'. In the window moonlight she was a cherub. With wet little lips. I smelled her sweet, tomboy breath.

"I came in," she whispered, "and your. . .boobies were out --"

"Just taking the air." I stroked her amazing hair.

"I just had to. . ."

"I love it, honey. I love it." A slight pressure. "Don't stop."

She smiled, and quickly dropped back down to my nipple. Her eyes widened to look at me as her mouth opened to take me in again. I floated, and watched her eyes close as she sucked and sucked. My hand ran down her hair, her thin muscular neck, her soft and wiry back, my fingers playing along the thin ridge of bumpy spine; then down to the Tweety Bird, those little girl panties. Her right leg slid further up mine, opening herself to me. My hand luxuriated; fingers spread to cup a cheek, then circled, massaging. . .I felt her move her little butt against my hand, felt it rise, contract. . .I slid a long finger down her pantied crack, down into the hot softness between her legs. Gently pressed, feeling the softness give. A tiny mewling from the mouth at my breast. Her little bottom rose again, trembling.

Another 'plup!' and the mouth was gone. A fierce whisper: "Wait a minute!" and she scrambled to her feet by the bed. A flash of movement as she whipped her panties off and kicked them in the air. I lifted the covers and she dove back in, now blessedly bare against my bare skin. She giggled wildly into my armpit, her little body spasming joyfully. She looked up at me, eyes shining. "I love you, Mrs. Johnson."

I hugged her to me. "Oh, I love you too, sweetie." With my left hand I squeezed my left breast. "Want some more?"

She grinned. "Yaah!" And she slid over to start sucking again. She hummed her enjoyment. Oh God, sooo good. . .

And now my hand slid straight down from nape to little open pussy lips. She spread her legs WIDE; her lithe little form allowed her to bend both knees and press herself flat onto me, so that I felt her little heat center against my belly button. My finger slid into the moist little valley, and I got a "mmmMMMMMMmm!" all around my nipple. Three fingers caught two slippery lips between them, oiling and squeezing, and the long one sank deep.

Loli had to come up for air now, and I had the amazing privilege of making and watching her come. She was so LITTLE, but so sensual! Her tiny face stared at mine, almost feral in its animal lust, and if I didn't have my hand in her pretty pussy, I'd have thought she was hurting bad. Indeed, she sounded like a small dog or cat in pain. Every once in awhile she'd swoop down to suck at my breast, and as her crisis came closer, the sucks became harder, more savage. I didn't care, I LOVED it, I was fucking my little darling girl, I didn't care if she ripped me apart.

As I felt her go crazy, I really pumped and slushed into her. She bit down on my nipple, then released it in a frenzy. And it was amazing, with all her gnashing and thrashing, she was really very quiet. Lots of furious panting, little squeaks and grunts, but that was it. Like she was a little mute girl, coming. I suppose all that mirror practice got her in the habit of silence. I was fascinated, and madly in love.

And now lay quiet, her cheek resting against my breast (her hot breath went right through my nipple). I smelled her Loli fragrance: her shampoo, her light girlsweat, the animal scent of her sex. My hand still rested between her thin, humid thighs. I lightly ran my fingers back up their loving path, from her tender little labia, along her back and over her head. I smelled my fingers. Tasted them. Mmmm. Good.

"I love how you taste," I murmured.

She stirred, then her head came up surprisingly quickly. Her nose crinkled up. "That's my pee-pee!" she whispered.

I shook my head. "No, that's your pussy." I licked a finger. Her mouth opened, eyes wide.

"You're not s'posed to say that!"

I smiled at her shocked little elfin face, just inches away from my own. "No." I stroked her cheek. "I'm probably not supposed to be playing in bed with you like this either."

She grinned. "But we are."

"We sure are."

She snuggled onto my breast again, kissed the nipple once, then lay back down. I felt her small hand move on my stomach. I barely heard her little voice on my chest. "I love playing in your bed with you." Her fingers traced lazy circles on my belly. I stroked her hair. I was in heaven.

I felt her light fingertips move wider, and lower, so that soon they were inching along the top band of my panties. I leaned in, kissed the top of her head. "Touch me," I whispered. "Touch me all over. I want you to."

The little hand stopped briefly, then travelled directly down. Green light. I felt her thin girl's hand move hesitantly, inexpertly over my covered mound. Her head stayed on my breast. I could sense that the fullness of me down there was kind of intimidating her. The spongy mat of hair, the fatness of my ripe sex. She lightly cupped at it as if putting on face cream. My hips rose a bit. I exhaled.

Her head came up and she looked at me. A shy smile. "I don't know what to do. . ."

"Well, first," and I opened my arms, "come here." And she shimmied her little body up to bury her face in my neck. I hugged her tightly, kissing her head, her ear, her temple.

She popped her head up to whisper quickly right into my ear. "I'm sorry." Then quickly back down.

"Oh hush, little pretty butt," and I gave her a very light smack on it. She squeezed the little cheeks and giggled, then kissed my neck. "Want me to help?"

I felt her nod into my neck.

"Okay. Ready?" Another vigorous nod.

"First, come up here and kiss me." Her head came up quick again, but then she stayed still for a moment, inches away, just looking into my eyes. Her head tilted like a puppy's and then she leaned in and touched her lips to mine. She came away to the same looking area, seemed to make some kind of decision, and leaned in again. Our lips touched again, and I was amazed at how thick her lips felt. They didn't look very fat, but somehow must expand on contact or something. Her lips stayed this time, willing, and when I moved mine against hers, she pressed in too. My tongue naturally wanted in on this, so when it slid along my loosening lips, I felt Loli's mouth open too, shyly welcoming. I gently, tenderly explored her little teeth, her luscious inner lips, her own slim, gifted tongue. I sucked in some Loli juice, swallowed, and leaned back. I watched her eyes open slowly, her mouth wet and open.

"Ready?" She was dazed. She nodded. "I was going to take off my panties, but do you want to do that for me?" Again, she nodded, a grin spreading. She scrambled down to kneel between my legs. She looked at me expectantly, eyes wide. "Go ahead, honey. Just take 'em off."

Loli reached for my waistband and pulled gently down, then more forcefully. As the panties started to roll down, my pubes were revealed. She stopped. "Wow!"

I smiled. "Big bush, huh?"

She giggled. "Yeah! Big Bush!" She touched it lightly. "Soft!"

"Just like a Teddy Bear."

"Neat!"

"Yep." I raised my hips. "Keep going." She pulled further, reaching underneath, then up and off as I raised my legs to help. Then she put them on her head.

She posed, kneeling. "Like my new hat?" It did have a certain chic, like a strangely fitted bandana. I lay there with my legs up, knees bent.

"It looks wonderful on you."

She was looking at me, at my wide open pussy. "You are so. . .beautiful. ."

I smiled, loving the feeling of being so open before her. "All for you, Dolores, my dear." I opened my legs even farther. "I'm all yours." She blushed, matching the pink panties on her head. "Touch me." Loli reached out a hand. "Put your whole hand right here." And I took her hand and guided it onto my warm crack. It barely covered the hungry beast! "Mmm. . .feel me?" I pulsed. "Did you feel that?"

Her face lit up. "Yeah! It did a little jump! Neat!"

"That's from way inside." I moved my hand on hers. "Move your hand around, hon." She began circling her pretty palm on my slick gash. "That's good, Loli, mm-hmm. . ." Ooh, it was. I breathed deep. I loved watching her look like she was working hard on a fingerpainting. Ohhh, GOD. Time to move it up a notch.

"Ohh, Loli, that feels soo good," I breathed.

She smiled proudly as she worked. "I'm doin' it good?"

"Mmm, very good, honey." I pulled on my knees, spreading wider. "Ready for something else?" She nodded forcefully. "Okay, slide your hand down til you can push it right in."

She looked up. "InSIDE? My whole HAND??"

"Yes, honey." I put my hand on hers again and helped her find the magic hole. It really wasn't that difficult. It was bigger than what I'm used to, but not by much, and I just HAD to have Loli's little hand inside me!!

She had it in about halfway and was looking doubtful. "I don't want to hurt - -"

"You won't, sweetie, I promise. Just wiggle and push, hon, wiggle it around and push hard." Loli put her other hand on the bed to steady herself and got to work. It felt amazing, and LOOKED amazing. Here was my little 10-year-old lovergirl concentrating so hard on working her hand up into my pussy!

And she did it.

"I did it!" She was so proud, staring in awe at the sight of her whole hand all the way inside Mrs. Johnson's . . .peepee!

"Oh my gosh, Loli, yes you did. you did. . ." It was so filling, so lovely. "Now, just. . .mmm. . .just start moving slowly in and out of me. . ." Hearing her hand in me be the cause of that sticky slurping sound as she moved slow. . .

"Faster, honey." And she did, ohhhh, GOD she was pumping it faster, her little sharp tongue stuck between her teeth and watched me. Because I was really losing it now, and she'd never seen that, ohhh, I was so hot to let it all go for her. . .

My muscles were shaking, I was sighing and moaning, and now I brought my own hand to frig my clit, and squeeze and run up and down the pretty little hand that filled me up so hard, that was FUCKING me so good!! My little Loli was really fucking me, pumping fast and hard, in to mid thin forearm and out, seeing clearly that the faster she went, the crazier I got. . .

And I got there, and saw stars. It was just. . .blinding, it was so good. I blacked out. When I came to, she was in my arms, a hand gently patting my open, heated wound.