Marylin wiggled her "cute" little ass back at him as she proceeded through the bathroom without stopping to drain his seed out of her vagina. She kept on going right through the connect ing door on the other side, leaving both doors open so that John could see into the other bedroom. There was part of a bed vis ible in the opposite doorway, on which John could see Cindy's torso, as it shook with regular jolts. Someone was obviously fucking the little girl, and from the sound of it, she was about to have a rousing climax.
"Oh Billy. Fuck me, Fuck me fuck me!" The obscene words spilled from the little girl's lips. "Squirt your sperm in my belly. Don't hold back. Let me feel you cum in me. Unh Un nnnh!" These last 2 grunts were forced from the child's lips, as her brother jammed his cock high up into her tight little snatch and held it there, as he ejaculated squirt after thick sticky squirt of potent seed right up inside his own little sister's belly, where it belonged.
Shortly, Cindy appeared in the doorway, the very picture of a freshly fucked young girl. Her brother's sperm was leaking out of her little slit, and dribbling down her leg, as she hurried to the stool, and began to clean herself up with tissue. She looked over at the man standing in the doorway with an embarrassed grin.
"Sorry." She said. "I just had to let him. If it wasn't for Billy, I'd probably have been out screwing half the school by now, and have been pregnant 6 times over."
John nodded his understanding, and then said. "Could we talk, privately? Please?" This last was almost a plaintive plea for understanding..
"Yes Dear." Said Cindy. She figured she knew what the conversation was going to be about.
John's heart raced. She had called him "Dear". Now, he could only hope, that the little girl knew what that term of endearment had meant to him.
Cindy finished her toilet, and reentered the room, shutting the door behind her. The young girl walked, unselfconciously naked, over to the man sitting on the bed, and cuddled up in his lap.
"Now, what was it you wanted to say." The girl said as she smiled at him with a warmth that felt like the sun coming out from behind a cloud.
At first, John was speechless, How could he tell this in credibly beautiful child how much he loved her without sounding like a boy on his first date. He decided that even that was better than looking like a dumb idiot. "Cindy." He said.
"Yes." She encouraged. The sound from her lips almost stopped his heart. It took the man several seconds to recover before he continued.
"Cindy. Do you remember what I said last night, about not expecting me to marry you?"
Cindy nodded, and said. "I meant it. You can have me as often as you want. No strings attached. If you want, I'll even let you make a baby in me. Would you like that?"
John Stockdale started to shake his head, then realized how that might be misinterpreted. He started to nod, then blushed, and finally ended up hiding his face in his hands. Why did the child have to make it so difficult?
"What's the matter? Don't you want me?" The little girl looked almost frightened.
This was too much for John. He grabbed the girl, and buried his face in the beautiful long hair that was draped over her shoulder, as he started to cry.
"It's OK." Cindy comforted him, as she as she patted him on the back. She figured if he didn't want her, she wasn't going to push him. She would learn to live with the heartache somehow.
After all, the man had never promised to love her. She was just going to have to hide her love, and act happy, even if it broke her heart to see him leave. "You don't have to say anything.
We'll just pretend this didn't happen, and you can go back home without worrying about me." Cindy couldn't resist adding. "I want you to know, that I'll always be grateful that you were my first."
John knew he had to control himself. He was about to lose the chance of his lifetime, if he let this misunderstanding continue. "No. NO! You don't understand!" He almost bellowed into the face of the beautiful young girl.. John grabbed the child by her arms and looked her square in the face. "It's not that I don't want you." He continued as her face took on a puzzled look. "The trouble is, I do want you. More than you'll ever know. I don't want to just fuck you, though you turn me on like you wouldn't believe. I want to spend my time with you. I want to wake up next to you every morning. Yes, I even want you to carry my baby. I don't know how I'm going to go back to my apartment. I won't be able to sleep without you near. I know you're much too young to appreciate this, but I love you, Dammit!, and I want to marry you!" This last statement came out as almost a shout. He looked into the eyes of the girl for his answer, dreading the thought of seeing fear, or worse yet, pity.
Cindy's face lit up like the sun. She felt like a woman who had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and then learns that the lab had made a mistake, and it wasn't cancer after all, just a mild skin-rash. He loved her! Not only that, he wanted to marry her! Still, she controlled herself long enough to make sure she hadn't made a mistake.
"Mmm, John?" She asked.
"Yes." He breathed. His previous declaration had taken almost everything he had.
"Was that a proposal, or a proposition?" She added a smirk to lighten the question.
"Both. Will you sleep with me for now, and marry me when you can?" John held his breath for the answer.
"Wahooooo!!!!" The girl bellowed, as she grabbed him like a drowning man grabs a life-ring. "YES!, and yes!, and yes, and yes, and yes, and…" Each yes was punctuated by a resounding kiss that landed on another part of the man's anatomy. The last one landed square on John's cock. From then on, the little girl's tongue was too busy to talk, as she licked her way up his body, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat. She ran her lively little tongue into his belly button, and licked it, before pro ceeding up to his chest where she sucked on the man's nipples, and nipped at the tips with her sharp little teeth. From there she proceeded to kiss the man on his neck, and on up until she was nibbling on his ear. Her hot little breath in his ears, almost blew John's mind. The amazing child proceeded to lick all over his ear, and then she stuck her hot little tongue right inside. After doing one ear, she worked her way around his neck with loving kisses, and gave his other ear the same treatment.
"I love you." Cindy said as she finally stopped long enough to look the man square in the face. "Say you love me."
"I love youbbblp!" John's voice became garbled as Cindy mashed her soft warm little mouth down on his, and started suck ing on his tongue so he couldn't finish his reassurance.
For a long time, the two lovers kissed, then pulled apart and just looked into each other's eyes. John tried to memorize every detail of Cindy's face. The two of them were so engrossed with each other, they never noticed the gathering audience that
Cindy's war-whoops had drawn.
"I don't know how I'm going to be able to go back to my apartment. It'll be two years before you are old enough to get married, even with your parent's permission. I don't think I'll be able to sleep, not knowing that you're near." John's voice was worried, as he shivered, thinking about his lonely bachelor apartment.
"We'll work something out." The gruff voice caused the two lovers' heads to turn around so fast that John was surprised that his neck didn't snap under the strain. The whole family was looking at them. Billy and Marylin were watching from the ad joining bathroom. The girl's father and mother were standing in the doorway that Cindy had left unlocked the night before. The heads of a little boy could be seen peeking around Arlene's legs, while the curly head of a little girl peeped between her fathers.
"Is everything OK Cindy?" He asked the girl. "It sounded like you were screaming."
John was suddenly conscious of his nakedness, and the naked ness of the little girl who was sitting on his lap. If it hadn't meant that he would have to dump the girl on the floor, he would have grabbed his clothes, and dashed out of the room in embar rassment. Cindy rescued him by calmly answering her father's questions, both explicit, and implied.