Dear."
Cindy finished her shower and prepared for her 'date'. She wondered how Mr. Stockdale was going to respond.
7
Cindy gets an unexpected proposal
Cindy was dying. She had been playing in the sandbox, when the truck backed up and began dumping sand on her. Her legs were trapped. She couldn't feel them at all. She knew she had internal injuries, because of the pain in her belly. The pressure of the sand was crushing her. It was squashing her belly, and crushing her chest. She could barely breathe.
"Not now!" She thought. "I'm too young. I never had a chance to love a man properly. Please God! I want to live to have children. To know what love really is!" Cindy wanted to scream, but couldn't get her breath. She opened her mouth, and sand got in. The pressure got greater.
"Oh John," She thought. "I could have loved you, but I never had a chance!" Cindy opened her mouth for one final scream before the sand covered her head, and got a mouthful of hair.
"Hair? hair???! What the?" Cindy woke up, and spit out the mouthful of hair that John had inadvertently draped into her mouth. All of a sudden things began to make sense. The rumble of the sand-truck was John Stockdale's quiet snore. The slight pain in her groin was from her lost virginity.. The squashed feeling, and the inability to breathe properly were the natural results of a 200 pound man sleeping on top of a 80 pound girl. Cindy moved her legs, and was relieved to find that she could not only move, but feel with them as well. She ran her little legs along his big hairy ones, and enjoyed the feel of their naked skin rubbing together. She was going to be able to have love after all! Quietly, she said "Thank you Lord." Cindy wasn't religious, but she felt so grateful that she was alive, and had someone she could love, she had to thank someone. Cindy pushed up on her older lover. He was so heavy, she could hardly move him. John instinctively resisted the movement, and snuggled closer. He kissed the little girl on the neck, mumbled something that sounded like "Love you." and went back to snoring. The squirming pulled his semi-hard cock about an inch out of the little girl's belly, then it went back in and seated itself with his pubic hair once more rubbing against her light fuzz above, and bare slit below.
The sensation thrilled Cindy. She stopped trying to push the man off her chest, and concentrated on working her little mound against his groin, and sliding her vagina up and down around his swelling cock. She worked, and worked, but just couldn't quite get off. Eventually, she got tired, and drifted back to sleep. This time, she wrapped her arms lovingly around her sleeping lover, and dreamed of big teddy bears and thick heavy, warm covers. Eventually, she stopped dreaming entirely, and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.
Cindy's midnight administrations had not gone completely unnoticed. John Stockdale had been sleeping, when the little girl began working herself around his cock. His drowsing brain incorporated the feel into his dreams, where he was back in his office at school, and Cindy Macon, and little Suzy Fisher were both naked, and playing with his cock. He dreamed that he had just convinced little Suzy to let him put his cock in her tiny little slit "Just to see what it feels like". He was just start ing to push his engorged penis up in the little girl's belly while Cindy cheered him on. In his dream, it felt so good as his swollen prick vanished up the tight little hole. He could feel the child's hungry little vagina squeezing on his cock, trying to coax his sperm out of his balls and into her eager young belly, where it belonged. Gradually, the dream faded into reality.
"What a wet-dream!" John thought. Amazingly, the sensations continued, even though the dream was ending. He still felt the budding little tits against his chest, and the tight squeeze of an immature young vagina sucking on his sliding cock. If he looked down, he could see a flat little belly, and an almost hairless slit stretched tightly around his now fully engorged prick. Farther up, were two of the nicest little mounds of tit flesh that a man would ever want to fondle. John came fully awake, and realized where he was. He was in bed with the sexiest little girl in the whole 5th grade class. He was spending the night in the child's own bedroom, where earlier he had taken the little girl's virginity. Now he was actually fucking the little girl while she slept. He felt the child's vagina sucking on his penis, each time he pulled out, and squeezing each time he pushed in. Mentally, it was exciting to know that he had already ejacu lated his sperm twice in the little girl's belly, and the child was already carrying his seed in her tiny little womb. Knowing the little girl wouldn't mind if he tried to get her pregnant, was too much, even for a strong-minded man like John Stockdale.
He knew he was going to try to breed the sleeping child. Care fully, he pulled his swollen cock halfway out of the sexy little girl, and then slid it all the way home, in her tight little belly. He pushed his cock up hard in the nubile young girl, and felt a little squirt of pre-cum leave his prick, and lubricate the inside of her vagina. Back and forth, back and forth, his big cock slid. There was something incredibly exciting about trying to impregnate an 11-year-old girl, while she slept, know ing she couldn't object. One more push, and John knew the time had come. He was going to do it. He was going to inseminate the sleeping child. He pushed his swollen cock all the way up in the little girl's belly, as spasm after spasm shook him. He was trying to squirt as much of his dangerous baby-making sperm, as far up inside the little girl as he could. The thrill of knowing he might father a child on the innocent young girl, was incred ible. It was naughty, and forbidden, and incredibly sexy. Even the slight pangs of conscience that might have spoiled his pleas ure, were soothed by the knowledge that Suzy had wanted him to cum in her earlier, and her parents wouldn't get mad, even if he did get the little girl pregnant.
John's ejaculations slowed to squirts, and then dribbles. He pulled his now tender cock from the clasping vagina of the sleeping child. Noticing a bubble of white welling from the little girl's puffy slit, he fumbled for a tissue, and stuck a piece in the child's little hole to act as a plug. He then flopped over on his back alongside the little girl, as the realization came to him of how much he was going to miss the girl ("Woman now." He corrected himself) when he had to go home the next day. Damn! Only one night with this incredible child, and he was already seriously considering marriage. The self revelation was astounding. He actually loved the little girl. The more he thought about it, the more certain he was. He'd have to ask her in the morning.
All of a sudden, he berated himself for an idiot. The girl was much too young. It would be at least two more years before she could get married even with her parent's consent. Besides, what kind of ego-trip was he on, to think that she'd accept. She had told him that this was just to "Pop her cherry". She'd probably laugh in his face.
This last thought, was too outrageous. John was too intelligent to delude himself with that one. Cindy was too nice a girl to laugh at a prospective suitor. He'd watched the little girl turn down Joe Jackson's crude proposal in the hall one day. She had managed to tell him no, without being sarcastic, or mean. If she could do that with a scumball like J.J., he knew she would find some way to let him down easy. Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. He resolved to ask the child (Woman) the next day, First Thing. With that resolution, John Stockdale wrapped his arms around the sleeping child and went to sleep. It was so comfortable that the last thought he had as he drifted off to slumberland, was: "I could get used to this, very easily."