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I couldn't imagine why Susan would say it "wasn't her fault," so I temporarily lost interest in exploring her little pussy to hear more about this. "Whose cock did you see? Was it hard? Did you just peek or did the guy know you were looking? Was he fucking someone? Did you ever see a man shoot his load?" Under this barrage of interrogation, tears sprang up in Susan's eyes as she repeated, "Oh, please don't tell anyone. It really wasn't my fault." Realizing how upset she was, I stroked her hair clumsily and said, "Come, on, Sue. I'm sure it wasn't your fault and you know I won't tell. I just want to hear about it. I think it's real sexy." With another glance at my lap, and then with downcast eyes, she began to tell me her story. "I was about six years old the first time," she said. "I was taking after-school modern dance lessons from Mrs. Curdy and Mom had to pick me up every day. One day, she was busy with something at work, so she called a taxicab to pick me up and take me home. Mrs. Curdy walked me out to the cab and talked to the driver to make sure he knew where I lived. The cab driver was real young looking and kinda cute. He smiled at me and invited me to sit up front with him, where I could see the taxi meter. I waved good-bye to Mrs. Curdy and hopped right in." "He started talking to me as we pulled away, saying how cute I looked in my dance outfit. I was just wearing a practice leotard, but he acted like it was some recital outfit. Anyway, as we drove along, he started to talk about how I was a sweet little girl and he was a great big man. He said there were lots of differences between us and he could show me if I wanted him to." Susan looked up at me with pleading in her eyes. "I really didn't understand what he meant!" I reached out again to tousle her hair. "Of course you didn't, Sue. You were only a little kid." She smiled up at me and seemed to relax as she resumed the story. "Anyway, I didn't understand what he was offering to 'show' me, but I guess I wanted to be polite to an adult, so I said sure. He gave me an even bigger grin and pulled right off the street into that parking garage over on Willow Street. As he drove up the ramp to the empty rooftop, he said we'd stop there for just a second while he showed me what he was talking about. He said he'd even give me a chance to find out all I wanted to know and to help him with the show." "As we pulled onto the roof of the garage, the sun was making it real bright in the front seat of the cab. He pushed the seat way back and turned to face me. He was still smiling at me and seemed real friendly. He was talking a lot and saying that men and girls were dif- ferent in lots of ways, but that there was one way that was most important. Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his thing!" "I was real scared then," said Susan. "I just knew that Mom and Dad wouldn't think it was right for me to be looking at that, so I shut my eyes. But he just kept talking, saying that not very many little girls got such a good chance to see how a man was made. He also said hardly any girls my age ever got a chance to see a grown-up man's 'dick.' My eyes were still closed, but I guess my curiosity was bigger than my fright, so I opened my eyes a little bit to see what was going on."
"The cab driver's thing was sticking straight up in the air, like a fat flagpole coming right out of his pants. He was touching it all over, kinda trailing his fingers up and down and all around, especially on the end. He was looking at me and his smile was bigger than ever, too. He asked me if I liked to look at his 'dick' and I said 'I guess so,' but just so I wouldn't make him mad. Then he said I could touch it if I wanted to, but I said 'No thanks' and kinda pul- led up into a ball over by my door." "He seemed to realize I was scared, then, and his eyes got real sad and he said that I shouldn't be afraid. He said he wouldn't touch me and he would take me right home as soon as he showed me how a grown-up man 'gets rid of a hard-on.' I sorta brightened up then, because there seemed to be some way to get this all over with. I guess he must have seen me relax, because that big smile returned to his face and he said I was a 'terrific little girl.'" "Then he told me to look closely at his 'dick' and notice how big and strong it was. Despite myself, I looked down to see that his thing had gotten even bigger, and the end was now all swollen and pur- ple. It looked kinda gross and scary. He took his hand off it for a moment, spit into his hand, and smeared the spit all over the big old thing. I remember thinking to myself that it was nearly as long as the ruler in my schoolbox. While his hand was off it, I could see it was jumping around just like yours." Impatient to hear the rest, I said, "Every guy's cock jumps when it's hard. Go ahead with the story." "Well, next he wanted me to show him something. He said he wouldn't touch me, but seeing my 'pussy' would help him get rid of his stiffness. I remember wondering at first if he was talking about some- body's pet cat, but he pointed at my thing." My sister blushed and corrected herself, "I mean he pointed to my cunt." "Of course, I told him right away that I wouldn't show it to him. But he smiled at me and said he could already see that I had a fat little pussy because my dancing tights showed him. When I looked down, I could see it was true. You could see the crack real clear, and all my moving around on the seat of the cab had kind of crammed a bunch of the material up the crack in my bottom. Now I was real embarrassed. Then the cab driver said that I had already showed him my 'pussy' so I had nothing to lose. He said if I pulled the crotch of my tights over to one side, he could tell me what color hair I would someday have on it." "I realize now that he was just saying something to get me to uncover my cunt," Susan said, blushing anew at saying the new word. "But I was only then beginning to understand that someday I would have hair on my thing like Mom had. I was curious. But mostly, I just wanted to get home." "Anyway, I just reached down and pulled the stretch fabric over to one side. My legs weren't wide open or anything, but he could see the outside of my slit. When I looked back over at him, I saw his hand was moving real fast as he pumped his fist up and down his big wet thing. He was looking at my cunt like it was the most interesting object in the world. Actually, I was sorta proud to be so fascinating to a grown man. In fact, I forgot he was supposed to be telling what color hair I would have by my cunt, because about then I noticed the end of his big thing was beginning to drool out some kind of white stuff." "When he saw that I was looking hard at his thing, he began to talk real fast about what a great little kid I was to be showing him my 'naked little pussy' while he 'jacked off his big old dick' for me. As I looked up from his pounding thing to his face, I was kinda scared at how red his face had gotten. His eyes were kinda shining as he looked in between my legs. As I watched, he gave a big groan, shut his eyes, and told me to look at his 'dick.'
"By now, I mostly wanted to find out what would happen next. I was real surprised when I looked down at his big thing to see that he had taken his hand off of it. Standing up there by itself, I could see all kinds of gross veins running up and down this big, red thing that looked sorta like it didn't even belong to the guy. Suddenly, he kinda lifted his bottom off the seat and made a groaning sound. Then, gobs of white stuff started to come out of the end of his dick. It looked like the paste glue we used to make in kindergarten. The first blobs shot way into the air and all the rest kinda squished out in little pumping waves. There was a lot of that stuff he had to clean off the steering wheel and the seat before he could take me home." "He told me I couldn't ever tell anybody about what he showed me, because little kids aren't supposed to learn about this until later. I know now that he just got his kicks masturbating in front of a little girl." Suddenly grinning at me, Susan said, "But now that I'm safe with my big brother, I want to rub your dick until you squirt your stuff while you play with my itchy cunt." 4. Peeking Through the Window ------------------------------ Although I was really tempted to get back to exploring her little pussy and my cock was jumping at my sister's purposefully nasty talk, I remembered that Susan had told me that she had seen other cocks "a couple of times." So I said, "Well, maybe. But first tell me about all the other times you've seen a man's peter." To help convince her, I reached down between her legs and gave the wet crack between her hairless pussy lips a quick caress. Susan looked down at her crotch as I did it, and grinned up at me lewdly as she hunched her naked cunt hungrily into my hand. "OK," she said. "But there's only one other, if you don't count all the times I saw your little thing in the bathtub when we were younger." Now it was my turn to blush. "No, I'm talking about when you might have seen a hard dick."
"Yeah, there was one more time, but that time the man didn't show it to me. I peeked. I was playing over at Linda Haseltine's house one day when her daddy came rushing into the living room. He was really mad because Linda's big sister had left her bike in the drive- way and he had almost run over it. He told Linda's sister she would have to 'get some licks' for forgetting to put her bicycle away." "Linda put her finger up to her lips, in the 'hush' sign and motioned that I should follow her as she headed toward the kitchen. When we got outside the house, she told me her daddy was always giving her older sister 'some licks' and that it was fun to watch. Motioning me to follow, she went around the corner and began to climb a tree right next to the house. I was worried about getting my dress dirty, but I followed her." "As I climbed up to the limb where Linda was sitting, I found out we could see right into Mr. and Mrs. Haseltine's bedroom. We couldn't hear anything through the glass, but we could see that Mr. Haseltine was still yelling at Linda's sister. She was about twelve years old. Then, he pulled out a bench from Mrs. Haseltine's vanity and sat down on it, kinda sideways to the window we were watching through." "He was still talking to Linda's sister and he sort of motioned her to come over to him. I was real surprised to see her pull her dress up as she stepped forward. Then, while he was still talking to her real angry, Mr. Haseltine reached out to pull her panties down until they hung around her knees! He pushed her hands higher, so her dress kind of hid her eyes. Then I noticed he kinda leaned forward like he was staring at her cunt." "Linda leaned over on the branch and whispered to me that her sister was gonna get a whipping and that I should watch her father's hand real close. I didn't see what the big deal was about watching a spanking, but I kinda liked peeking in on someone who didn't know you were watching." "As we watched, Linda's daddy plunked her big sister down across his lap, with her bottom facing the window. Mr. Haseltine raised his hand and gave her a smack on the bottom. As he raised his hand again, Linda's sister squirmed with pain and opened and closed her legs so I could see the pink skin on the inside of her cunt and some dark hair all around it . Mr. Haseltine hit her again and again, and I could see that her bottom was starting to turn red." "He kept on spanking her for about a minute. Then, Linda poked me in the side and told me to watch closely. I could see that Mr. Haseltine was apparently through with the whipping and was looking real closely at Linda's sister's bottom. As she continued to roll around on his lap in pain, I was surprised to see him rub his hand all over her bottom, like he was soothing the burning there. Then he kinda turned his hand and started to bore his finger into her bottom-hole!" "Linda whispered that her daddy sometimes put his finger in her bottom, too. She said he told her he was checking to see if she had wiped herself good enough. I was real shocked to hear about that." "Back in the bedroom, Mr. Haseltine took his finger out of Linda's sister's bottom hole and spread her legs while she was still laying across his lap. He started running his fingers up and down her crack and then he put his finger right inside her cunt! He kept it there for a few seconds, and I couldn't see what else he might have been doing." "All of a sudden, he picked up Linda's sister, and pointed out of his bedroom. I could see that she was still crying as she hobbled out the door, with both hands rubbing her bottom and her underpants around her knees. Mr. Haseltine closed the door and I started to get down from the tree, but Linda pulled me back on the branch and told me to watch what happened next." "When I got back on the branch and looked in the window again, I saw Mr. Haseltine was taking off his pants. He had on those striped shorts things that old men wear. Then, with his back to the window, he took off his shorts. I was real surprised to see that his bottom was nearly covered with thick black hair." "As Linda and I watched, Mr. Haseltine turned toward the door where his daughter had just been and began to stroke his thing, which was sticking out straight from his body. It didn't seem to be as big as the cab driver's, but I guess that guy had a pretty big dick. Linda whispered that pretty soon some white stuff would squirt out. I thought about telling her that I had already seen that, but remembered that I wasn't supposed to tell anybody about the cab driver." "I guess I knew what to expect, but it sure didn't take Mr. Haseltine long to do it. He just moved his hand up and down his thing about twenty times, grabbed a handkerchief off the bed, and squirted a bunch of stuff into the hanky. He kinda shook all over his body, wiped off his thing and started to put his clothes on again." "I was gonna get down then, but Linda told me to watch what she could do. She sorta squirmed around on the tree limb until she was sitting facing me, with both feet on the limb and her skirt bunched up around her waist. She was smiling real big and then she reached down between her legs and started stuffing her underpants into her hole!" Susan's eyes got wide as she described this curious scene. I could tell that even now, years later, she just didn't quite under- stand what she saw that day. "Linda told me she was gonna be ready," Susan said. "She said that some day her daddy would give her a good spanking and she had been practicing so he could stick his finger in- side of her, too." "I said I didn't get it and why would anyone want to get a spanking. Linda said her sister had told her that it hurt at first, but then it felt like the best thing in the world, even with the sting of the spanking. Linda said her sister now did things on purpose to make her daddy mad, whenever she knew her mother was going to be late in getting home. Then he would give her a spanking and put his finger in her hole." "Linda pulled her underpants out of her hole and pulled the crotch over to one side so I could see. I leaned over on the branch to see better and noticed that Linda's pants were sorta wet, like she had peed in them. But mostly, I noticed that Linda's thing was all red on the inside. She spread her legs wider and put her finger all the way inside. Then she told me I had to show her mine and see if a finger would fit inside." "I felt a little funny and I was scared of falling out of the tree. I was also afraid that Mr. Haseltine would look out his window and see us fooling around. But, when I looked in the window, I saw him buckle his belt and walk out of the bedroom. So I moved around into the same kind of position that Linda had used and pulled my underpants out of the way. Linda leaned forward and stared at my thing." "She told me to go ahead, so I felt around to see if I could put my finger inside. I couldn't do it, and Linda acted like she felt sorry for me. She tried to put her finger inside, but it hurt. She said that I should try it in the bathtub, and pretty soon I would be able to do what she could do." "Then we heard her father's car leaving, and Linda told me to follow her real fast. She got down out of the tree in a second and told me to hurry up as I moved as fast as I could. When I got down, Linda ran into the house and up the stairs. As soon as I caught up to her, she took my hand, pushed open the door to her sister's room and walked in, pulling me along." "Linda's sister was lying on her back in bed, with a sheet covering her. From the way the sheet made a tent shape, I could tell she had her knees up and wide apart. Linda told her I wanted to see her do it and that I wouldn't tell anybody. Her sister kinda looked at me funny and then kicked off the sheet, never taking her hands from between her legs. She had her dress all bunched around her waist and her legs were spread wide apart." "Linda told me to look real close to see how her sister 'rubbed her button.' I leaned over to see that one of her hands was holding her hairy lips apart, while two fingers of her other hand were dipping inside her hole and then rubbing a big red bump at the top of her pussy. Her whole bottom was still bright pink from the spanking, but she didn't seem to be in any pain. It was like Linda and I weren't even there, as she bumped her hips up and down and rolled her head all over the bed. Linda told me it felt real good to her sister and now it sorta felt good to her, even though she hadn't had a spanking. I looked over at Linda and she had her skirt pulled up and her under- pants were down around her knees while she pushed a finger in and out of her pussy real fast. Linda's sister kinda shook all over then, and stuck her fingers way deep inside her hole. Linda kept on screwing her finger in and out. I was feeling kind of funny, like maybe I should be doing something with my pussy, too. But in a few minutes her sister looked over at us and told us to go play somewhere else." "A few days later, Linda talked me into putting my finger in- side her hole while she 'rubbed her button.' She was over at our house and we closed my bedroom door while she took off her jeans and her underpants. She laid down on the floor with her legs open real wide and pulled her hole wide open. I was kinda shy about the whole thing, but Linda told me to just put a finger inside of her. So I leaned over and pushed my pointing finger right in the middle of her cunt and it slid right in. It was tight around my finger and kinda hot. Linda said I had it in good and deep, and she let go of the sides of her thing then and started to rub the top, right where her sister had that big bump. I could see that Linda had a little bump there and I won- dered it I had one too. Later, in the bathtub, I found out I had a bump and it felt sorta good to rub soap suds all over it." "When Linda told me to, I sorta moved my finger all around inside and she said that felt real nice. She told me to move it in and out some and I did that too. But then we heard Mom coming upstairs so she jumped up and put her pants back on." "Linda told me I should keep trying to open up my hole so I could feel good like she did. At first, I couldn't do it, even in the bathtub, but now I can," said Susan, reaching down to her open crotch and sliding her middle finger neatly into her gaping hairless cunt. "So," said Susan, finger-fucking herself while I watched wide eyed. "Now can I rub your thing -- I mean your dick?"

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