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   Gretta and Sophe on the beach

   Depression sucks.  It distorts your world and forces crazy thoughts in
to your freaking head.  I'd been suffering clinical depression for over a
year when my doctor made the fateful recommendation...  "Get the hell out
of town, Ray.  Go someplace you've dreamed about, do some of the things you
really want to do.  Completely reinvent yourself.  Maybe that'll help." And
I did.

   Six weeks later I found myself in Playa Madera, Nicaragua.  Now this is
not one of the tourist spots you'd ever consider.  The small village lacks
any decent hotels and hardy anything to do at night except drink beer and
smoke dope.  The little blue on blue hostel I stayed at was right on the
beach.  Filled with backpackers like myself, there was little if any
privacy.  Girls walked around topless, little children ran naked on the
beach, and the guys didn't seem to give a shit.  It was perfect for me -
especially the little kids running around naked.  I hadn't realized how
attracted to kids I was before then.  I'd found a cure to my illness.

   One kid really caught my eye.  She looked to be about 8 or 9, stringy
blond hair hanging to the top of the crack in her bubble butt ass, an even
tan all over her naked body.  Her childish tits were just beginning to bud,
the little nipples protruding from little bumps on her otherwise flat
chest. Her pencil shaped legs met at her beautiful, perfect little crotch.
I learned her name was Sophe.  I had to find a way to get to her.

   Gathered around a campfire on my third night at the hostel, all of us
were drinking and talking about the day's surfing when little Sophie came
and sat beside me.  At least I thought she was.  I quickly figured out that
the 30 something blond bombshell on the other side of her was her Mom.  I'd
noticed most of the guys hanging around Gretta since I got here.  Gretta
apparently liked all the attention and was pretty free in giving out
favors. I'd seen her disappear into the jungle with several of them during
the day.  As the evening progressed into the deep of night and the campfire
waned, Gretta pulled the child to her and whispered in her ear, stood and
took two of the other guys by their hands and headed for the hostel. 
Little Sophe moved closer to me.

   "Herr Ray," Sophe whispered to me, "would you mind if I share your
hammock tonight?  My Mommie is busy with those men." I was floored.  The
object of my new lust wanted to share my bed...  well, my hammock anyhow.

   "Are you sure you want to sleep with me?" My cock reacted typically,
looking up and glancing around, wanting to know if he was going to have
some attention.

   "Yes.  And sleep is what I mean.  I do not want fucking with you, just
sleep." Needless to say, I hadn't expected that from a nine year old.

   "Then how are we going to share a hammock and not get, well, not get all
touchy feely?" I asked.

   "I show you.  We go to the bathroom first." Standing in the small stall
of the outhouse, I realized I had a chance to enjoy this child and wondered
what the night would bring.  We retreated to the second floor of the hostel
where I had staked my claim.

   My hammock was stretched between two poles, secured at both ends with
substantial hooks.  I watched the child as she folded the woven fabric in
half.  "You sleep on under fold, I sleep on top." I looked quizzically at
the arrangement but sat on the under fold of the hammock and swung my legs
up and lay on it.  Sophe climbed up over me and positioned herself on what
was now the upped fold.  My weight versus hers put her a good two feet
above me.  "Herr Ray, if I get cold in the night, is it OK if I come down
to you?" I prayed for snow.

   At 4 in the morning, I felt the earth move...  or so I first thought.  I
quickly realized that the cold body of a child was pressing against me.  I
did my best to scoot over to give her room.  "I got cold." Was all she said
as she snuggled her small frame against me.  She threw a leg over me and
pressed tightly against me.  "You must hold me.  Make me feel good." I took
that as an invitation.

   I pulled the naked child tightly against me and my cock reacted
instantly.

   Sophe reached down and took it in her hand.  I thought she was going to
masturbate me.  Instead she moved it out of the way.  "It poked me." Was
all she said.  In seconds she was asleep.  I was wide awake and horny as
hell.  I lay there holding her warming body, my arms now wrapped around
her, her little head snuggled on my shoulder.  Little snoring sounds
proving her sleeping.  I moved my hand slowly down her back.  Screw it, I
went for her ass, cupping her tiny cheeks in one hand, pulling her against
me tightly, forcing her young pussy into my leg.

   As the sun began considering returning for the day a nearby rooster
crowed and early risers began stirring around us.  I must have dozed off
again as someone had thrown a blanket over me and the child.  It felt great
laying there with this tiny body pressed against me.  I opened my eyes and
looked around.  There must have been close to a dozen sleeping nearby so
the thought of trying to fuck the child was out of the question no matter
how much my cock wanted to.  I saw a tall blond moving towards us.  It had
to have been Gretta.

   Quietly she said, "Gotten morgen, Ray.  I hope my Sophe did not bother
you in the night.  I apologize but I was very drunk last night.  I
sometimes do things when I have had liquor." She bent her face to mine and
gently kissed me.  "I owe you."

   She kissed her still sleeping daughter's cheek and left us.  The thought
of a mother/daughter romp crossed my mind.  Sophe began to stir.  She
opened her eyes and was momentarily confused.

   "Why am I in your bed?"

   "You got cold."

   "Oh yes.  I now remember, Herr Ray." She yawned and snuggled back
against she me.  "Did you feel me up while I was sleeping?" She giggled. 
"You can if you want.  No one will know." She reached for me dick and took
it in her hand.

   "You are hard for me, yes?" She had a mischievous smile on her lips. 
"Yes, you are hard.  You want to fuck with me, yes?"

   With no warning, I shot three long strings of cum which probably would
have gone three feet in the air had we not been covered by the blanket.  "I
make you cum so easy!" The child laughed openly.  "You are so hot for me.
It's OK, Herr Ray.  Now you can take your time.  You touch me now, OK?"

   Now normally I lose a lot of sexual desire right after a climax and it
takes time to reload both my cum and my desire.  Not this time.  I'd just
had a spontaneous ejaculation brought on by a child who wanted me to feel
her up.  More than anything I wanted to scoot down, spread her legs and eat
her pussy.  Have you ever tried scooting anywhere in a hammock?  It doesn't
happen.  So I settled for using my hands.

   It was her budding breasts that I went for first.  I ran my hand up her
tight belly, her skin now warm and smooth.  I got to the underside of the
youthful breast, now swelling to a firm young tit, the tiny areola no
bigger around than a dime.

   "Feel me good, Herr Ray.  I like that.  Touch me." I took the nipple
between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently.  "Pull it.  Hold it
hand and pull it." I pulled, Sophe moaned.  "The other one.  Do it, too." I
found her right breast, warm, firm, tiny.  I pulled on her nipple and felt
her hunch her virgin pussy against my leg.

   "I think I want to fuck today, Herr Ray.  Can we find a private place?"
My depression was gone, probably forever.

   This fantasy tale continues.  In the next chapter, Gretta and Ray get
close, little Sophe gets ...  well, you'll just have to find the chapter
and read it yourself.