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 Chantelle 4 Handrail gggg mast voy

   By CrexCrex

   The Chantelle Collection

   Chantelle has lived nextdoor to me all her life.  She is now an active
young teenager, a schoolgirl in a short summer dress, but for the last
decade she and her friends have inspired a plethora of fantasies for my
erotic imagination.  I pass by her house on the lane to get to my cottage
and she has been waving and smiling at me ever since she was a toddler. 
Her parents are pleasant but not the sharpest tools in the box, her younger
sister Cassie is plump and noisy, but Chantelle is bright, inquisitive and
sporty, quiet and thoughtful.  I am thirty years her senior but we have
grown up together.

   The short stories evolved on a typewriter, then a word processor and now
computer, all inspired by some memorable incident or observation, some are
incomplete, some incredibly detailed as I follow her through the rushing
childhood years.  I thought them worthy of your indulgence and the effort
to knock them into shape for publication with the minimum of tinkering.

   Let me know if you yearn for a climax where there is none and maybe
someday I shall return to these tales written many years ago, or indeed add
to the collection as Chantelle blossoms into the confident young lady I am
smiling at today.

   I hope you enjoy them.



   4.  Handrail

   It was a hot afternoon and Chantelle was outside in the back garden
wearing her pink bikini, with a matching minidress added.  Her younger
sister Cassie was in her lime green swimmers.  They were playing on the
swing whilst the paddling pool was being filled so I knew it would be a
revealing afternoon as the little girls got themselves cool and wet.

   Whilst I threw on a pair of trunks I heard two girls in the front and to
my delight it was Zoe and Katy.  Zoe was about Chantelle's age 8 or 9 with
long blonde hair and her elder sister, Katy was much taller and thin,
shorter bob of hair and extremely pretty probably around 11 years old.  I
had spoken to them before having shown them my serpent one day and they
were always asking for her skin when it was shed.  Chantelle had been
sitting on the adjoining wall and had raised one leg so that I was inches
away from her pink panty covered crotch spread apart before me.  Chantelle
knew I would look and I am sure Zoe saw me gazing between her friends'
legs.

   Very soon all four of them were playing on the handrail on the slope of
the garden, hanging from it, riding it and sliding down it.  The two
visitors were wearing dresses but it was very obvious that although Zoe had
no inhibitions about letting her longer blue dress flop back to reveal her
tight white panties, Katy was very demure and avoided any position which
may have revealed her panties to the others although she did not let his
affect her wrapping her legs tightly around the metal pole and I am sure
pushing herself against it.  She was wearing a tight pink dress as opposed
to her normal blue one and a dark blue sleeveless shirt, I am certain all
four girls were masturbating, maybe unselfconsciously (with the exception
of Chantelle who I am sure knew exactly what she was doing), but definitely
deriving some pleasure from pressing their pubic regions against the cool
metal.

   Chantelle looked up to the bedroom window from where I was watching and
waved quickly at me without the others seeing.  I had shown her the
pictures I had taken over the past few years of her sister and her in the
garden the previous day and told her that she had been the root of my
masturbation fantasies for some time already, not just since I had found
out she was sexually aware after the fantastic events of the last few days
with this dirty little schoolgirl.  She knew if the girls were outside
there was a strong chance I would be watching and waiting for a shot of her
with her legs open although after she had spread them so happily for me
alone the previous days.

   Cassie was sitting on the step, legs wide apart staring down at her
crotch, moving against the step and material, forcing the green swimsuit
tight against her little bare slit and obviously enjoying the sensation.

   Chantelle climbed astride the pole and hugged it, then rode in horse
fashion with her legs dangling either side.

   "I really like the way the cool metal presses up between my legs"

   She took her weight on her hands and slid her crotch against the pole

   "mmm that feels really good"

   Zoe giggled as she watched Chantelle move and began copying her
obviously finding the sensation agreeable as both little girls began
masturbating in earnest.

   "Do you get all sticky when you do it" Chantelle asked

   "When I do what ?"

   "When you play with it"

   "My tinkle-hole ?"

   "Yes, Daddy says its my cunny, I love touching and rubbing it"

   Katy corrected them

   "Its called your vagina, its very good to touch it, I do it a lot and
Mum says its OK although you should always do it privately.  Mine gets very
slippery when I touch it."

   Zoe piped

   "I've seen you touch it when you are watching TV, and you've shown your
knickers to Jason"

   "I have not"

   "Well I've seen him looking when we sitting down by the garages, I saw
Sandy look between Chantelles legs when she was on the wall there the other
day"

   "I know, I like him looking at me, it makes me go all tingly, I think
about Sandy when I touch myself in bed at night"

   "I do to", Katy admitted.  "Next time he brings his snake out I want to
hold it and sit so he can see up my dress too if he wants to.  Did you see
those shorts he was wearing yesterday, so tight"?

   "Mmmm, when he walked all his willy moved around, I wish I could see it
properly"

   Chantelle swung underneath the pole and had her legs spread wide, giving
a lovely view of her pink suit-clad crotch covering that wonderfully smooth
pink slit which I had enjoyed so much the previous day.  It was marvellous
to hear these girls talking about their bodies and how they were aware of
me too, I longed to get Katy and Zoe involved in our games, and looking at
Cassie's enthusiasm for her own vaginal stimulation she would not be too
far behind.

   "I'm going to take my pants off"

   "You mustn't, Chantelle, I will tell Mum"

   "Its Ok, no-one will see, I just need to feel my cunny hole against the
cool metal, besides these are getting wetter and messy"

   I watched her as she slipped off the pink bikini bottoms, keeping the
tiny little spotted skirt in place, the next time it fell away when she
swung on the bar there would be nothing to hide the view of her spread
apart pre-teen vagina.  My cock was so hard in the confines of my swimming
trunks, I needed to see her and photograph her as she masturbated.

   Zoe giggled and reached up between her legs and pulled her knickers down
too, and stepped out of them, throwing them at the wall with Chantelle's
pinkies.

   Katy stood at the end of the rail with her legs either side just leaning
forward, her dress up at the front but I could not see the metal pushing
against her knickers.  Cassie had run around to the back garden, leaving
the three elder girls to enjoy themselves, her mum Steph was sunbathing in
her red bikini, quite attractive, small tits, I certainly would oblige her
if what her husband had implied was true, he seemed to do exactly what he
was told in all things and presumably allowed her to be satisfied by
whomsoever she wished.

   My camera was in the garage in one of my cycle bags, I had to go and get
it, so must declare my presence to the girls as I would have leave the
house.  I slipped on a long t-shirt that covered my swimmers which I
thought would give them something to look at.

   I opened the front door and the girls all looked round to see me emerge,
they shouted hello and Zoe walked over to the adjoining wall..I knew what
was coming.

   "Can we come and see your snake ?"

   "I'm a little busy at the moment but maybe later, but I must run and get
my camera from the garage first"

   I walked down the steps, Katy smiling at me and looking hard at my bare
legs, she didn't move from her position with her crotch hard pressed
against the corner of the bar, almost as if she was in a trance.

   Chantelle smiled knowingly, no doubt wondering if she could pose for me
once again without the others noticing.

   To be continued ?

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