THE GREEN DOOR

Part 3

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When Holly went to the theater the next afternoon, she was still using the salve that Bob Brown had given her, and so he told her that she better not entertain any men.� When he saw her face fall, he told her the salve had an agent in it that caused numbness, and she would not be able to feel any stimulation there, and if anyone did oral or regular sex on her, their lips would turn numb.� And so would their tools.� So then Holly understood, and told Bob she would not use it anymore and she would be ready for work the next day.� So she sat in the lounge with some of her friends and they talked about their experiences.� Tricia told about her first client.

�Bob took me to this room, and there was this man in there,�� Tricia giggled.� �The guy was really fat!� At least, he had a really big belly.� His shirt was all tight and round in front...�

�Eeew!�� A couple of the other girls said together.� Holly didn't say anything, but she wondered what she would have done.

�Oh, it wasn't so bad,� Tricia said.� �My uncle did it to me when I was eight, and he was kinda fat too, so I was used to it.� I told Bob about him, and I think that is why I got the fat guy.�

�You did it when you were eight?�� Holly asked.� �You never told me.��� Holly remembered Tricia's Uncle Max visiting once.

�I know, he told me to never tell anyone at first.� But later on when he saw you, he told me he would like to do you too, but you were so small, remember?� He thought you were younger, maybe six.� And you never had time to play, because you had to watch your sisters.�

�What did your fat uncle do to you?� another little girl asked.

�I was visiting my Aunt Kate and Uncle Max for two weeks while my folks went on a cruise.� He stayed home with me one day while my aunt went to the city to see the doctors for some tests...�

Tricia woke up early, as she usually did.� She could smell the breakfast coffee, but did not hear the radio her aunt usually had on.� She was kind of drowsy, so she snuggled back down in the strange bed for a few more winks, even though she had to go potty.� She drifted off, but she woke up a few minutes later, and now she really had to go.� She jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom, clutching her groin as she went.� She almost made it, but Uncle Max had left the seat up again, and she had to let go to get the seat down.� She couldn't help it, she let a squirt go into her panties as she jerked them down and sat on the toilet.

She started to pull her panties up when she was finished, but the wet spot, now cold, reminded her.� So she stripped the damp panties off and put them in the hamper.� She needed fresh ones anyway.� She started for the bedroom, but the smell of bacon cooking detoured her to the kitchen.� Uncle Max was frying bacon!

�Here, Tricia.�� Uncle Max picked up a crisp piece of bacon with a napkin, and passed it to Tricia.� She regarded him as she munched the bacon.

�Where's Aunt Kate?�

�She left early for the big city, remember?� Doctor appointments?�

�Oh, yeah.� You get to babysit me.��

�I'd like to call it staying at home with my beautiful little niece,� Uncle Max said as he leaned over and kissed her cheek and patted her little bottom.� Hey!� He thought with a stirring of excitement.� The kid's got no panties on!� No one but Max knew that he had an eye out for young girls and his wife's niece was right in his sights.�� He propelled the girl toward one of the chairs at the table with a large hand on her small rear.� �You put your little butt in that chair, and I'll have some scrambled eggs ready in a minute.�� He had gotten in a good feel through her thin nightgown.� His excitement grew.

�Oh, Uncle Max!� You said a bad word!�� Tricia was feeling a little tingle too.� She had a TV in her room at home, and had found a set of headphones and plugged them in and watched late night movies that were forbidden.� She had learned a few things.� She knew her Uncle Max had just �felt her up.�� She felt like being a little flirty with him.

�What bad word?�

�You said...� Um, BUTT!�� She blurted it out, then hid her face.

�Oh?� That's not a bad word when we are talking about a cute little butt like yours.� I kind of like your cute little butt.�

Tricia took her hands away and looked at him.� �Do you really think my butt is cute, Uncle Max?�

�Well, I'd have to feel it some more and maybe look too, so I could make up my mind.�� He was taking the frying pan off the stove.� �Let's you and I eat breakfast, and then maybe I can take a little peek at your butt, what do you say?�� He gave her a generous helping of bacon and scrambled eggs.

Tricia was feeling really flirty and daring now.� It was fun and exciting to tease with Uncle Max.� �Okay, Uncle Max.� After breakfast.��

�Okay, Tricia, that's a date.� Want some coffee?�� He had gotten two cups, and had filled one for himself.

Tricia looked up at Uncle Max.� �I'm not allowed.�

�Oh pish!� Here.� Put lots of cream and sugar in it, and drink it down.� Who's gonna know?� I won't tell.�

Tricia liked this about her Uncle Max.� He teased her one minute and treated her like an equal the next.� They chatted about different things he and Tricia could do that day as they ate.

Uncle Max finished first and put his dishes in the sink.� Then he went into the living room and got a cartoon channel on the TV.� �You watch TV while I do dishes, and then we will both get dressed.�

Tricia noticed for the first time that he was still in his PJ's.� She finished breakfast, put her dishes in the sink, and sprawled on the rug in front of the TV, while Uncle Max did the dishes.� When Max was done, he went in and sat on the floor next to Tricia.�

She turned on her side and smiled at her funny uncle.� �Are you gonna watch cartoons too, Uncle Max?�

�Sure.� I like funny stuff.�� When Tricia turned back her gown was almost up to the top of her hips.� Max started to gently stroke the bare back of her thigh from knee to where her nightgown ended, just below her nether cheeks.

Tricia pretended to ignore him, but she was acutely aware of where his hand was.� When it tried to make inroads between her thighs, she tightened her leg muscles.� After a few strokes, she decided she liked the fondling, and relaxed a little.

Max felt the girl's body relax, and on the next trip up, his fingers went up onto her butt cheek just a bit, pushing the gown up so his palm stayed on warm, soft skin.� The muscles tightened at the heightened sensation, then relaxed as his hand went back to her knee.�� His next trip up was on the other thigh so his fingers were between her thighs, which opened the slightest bit.� As he reached the part of her thigh where little girls thighs naturally open up, he slipped farther down between her legs and when he reached her rear cheek, his finger tips followed her crack, digging in just the slightest bit.

Tricia tensed up again at this new intrusion.� Her Uncle Max was taking liberties she didn't know if she should permit just yet.� She reached a hand back and pushed his hand back down, scratched where his fingertips had been, and left her gown up where it was.� The lower half of her butt cheeks was bare, and open to his gaze.� She didn't care.� It was almost as if she could feel pressure from where his eyes were darting over her backside.� She felt warm all over.� Her front part pushing down into the rug was starting to feel like it did at night when she rubbed it.� She was kind of sorry she stopped him...

Uncle Max took his hand away.

Tricia missed the warmth and the pressure immediately.� She had been liking the petting, the warm fingers on her smooth skin, the excitement of wondering what was next.��� Now she regretted removing his hand.� It hadn't been hurting anything.� She held her breath and waited, sure he would be back.

But he just sat there and watched the cartoon.

Tricia tried scratching her butt cheeks again.� When she finished, and brought her hand back, the gown was bunched up in the small of her back, and her whole rear was bare to his gaze, if he cared to look.� There, that ought to lure his hand back.

He didn't do a darn thing, he just sat and watched the stupid TV program.

Tricia was getting desperate.� What was WRONG with him?� She had bared her WHOLE butt for him to TOUCH!� Was she going to have to ASK him to do it?� Suddenly she had an idea.� �Scratch my back, Uncle Max?�

�Hmm, Tricia?�� Max played dumb, like he was engrossed in the cartoon.

�UNCLE MAX!� Will you scratch my back?�

�Oh, sure.�� He dug his fingers into her gown up by her shoulders.

��NO!�� Uncle Max!� You can do it UNDER my gown!�� Tricia was getting a little short with the dumb jerk.� Why couldn't he tell she wanted to be TOUCHED?

�Oh...� Okay.�� Smiling to himself, Max slipped a hand down to her butt cheeks and slid it up her back as far as it could pull the gown up.�

Tricia hurried to loosen up the part of the gown that was trapped underneath her and push it up, so his second trip up took the loose gown clear up to her shoulders and the back of her neck.� From there down to her bare soles, she was naked to his gaze and his hand.� She had spread her legs a little as she pulled her gown loose.� Now his hand went to her knee, up the inside of her thigh, up over the roundness of her butt, fingertips following the crack, and up her back, fingertips following the valley of her backbone.� She twisted a little when his fingers touched the junction of her thighs and the very top of her butt crack.� Those were ticklish places.� The warmth was building up again.� She let out a happy little sigh.

Max pulled and pushed her knees and thighs to open them on every trip his hand made down there.� As they opened, so did the crack between her legs, and the one between her cheeks.� Soon, the little brownish pink star was peeping out, and his fingertips grazed it on every trip through the crack.� Neither of them was watching the TV now.� Tricia had her head down on her arms, enjoying the feel of his hand.� Max was watching her little body move and quiver under his roving hands.

�Aah!�� Tricia felt a shocking touch between her legs.� They had finally been spread enough that her clitoris had peeked out down between her thighs, and Max had found it.� He kept his hand there for a half minute, stroking her where no man had touched before.� She opened her legs much wider and raised her hips to give his fingers easier access.� His fingers did that so much better than her little hands did.� Tricia gave a little whimper as the fingers finally moved on.� When they got up by her neck this time, they unsnapped the gown at her neck.

�Tricia!� Let�s get this gown off,� he said in a loud whisper.�

Tricia raised herself so she was sitting, and the gown was pulled off over her head.� Now she was completely nude.� She lay back down on her stomach, but allowed Max to arrange her legs wide apart.

Max leaned over her, with his chest partly on her back.� He lowered his head over her white little butt globes and kissed each one and licked them several times.� Then he scooted down a little, until his lips and tongue could touch the crack, and her little rosebud.

The little girl was shocked!� Her Uncle was doing something so nasty to her!�� While she was absorbing how it felt, and deciding that maybe it just wasn't that nasty after all, he moved on.� His hands under the front of her hips lifted her a little.� His head slipped between her thighs, and his tongue traveled over the perineum and through her crack.� He probed her vaginal opening for a moment, and found her clitoris with such a rush of hot breath and hot tongue that she cried out from the shock.

The position was much too awkward and Max soon abandoned it, and crawled around and rolled the girl onto her back with himself between her wide spread legs.� Now he could really work on her clitoris.� He brought her to a shuddering orgasm in a couple of minutes of frantic licking, head bobbing clitoral massage.� For most of it Tricia had been laying with an arm shielding her eyes.� In the darkness inside her head she could pretend she wasn't being bad with her uncle, and had no connection with the incredible tickle down there.� However, when her orgasm was upon her she abandoned that pretense and that position, as she kicked her legs out and flexed her toes.� At the end she clutched her uncle's balding head to her with both hands so he would finish her off properly.

While the girl was coming down from her best, if not her first orgasm, Uncle Max got up and stripped his pajamas and underpants off.� Now naked, he crawled back between Tricia's thighs again, and sat back on his heels as he watched her recover.

Tricia's eyes grew big as she saw her uncle kneeling between her legs, his hairy body naked.� She almost giggled at his round stomach, then under it she saw the dark curly hair, and poking out at her was her very first erect adult male penis.� She raised her head for a better look, and Uncle Max raised himself up on his knees to get his belly up out of the way so she could see it better.� �Wow,� Tricia breathed.� �That's really neat, Uncle Max.�

Max said.� �You like that thing, Huh?�� He straddled her prone body and knee walked up until his penis was only inches above her chest and chin, and she could see his cock and balls clearly.�

�Yes!�� Tricia had seen dogs� thingies, and horses�, and even a baby boy's once, but never a man's big old thing before.� Where did they keep them?� �Uncle Max, where do you keep it?� It�s sticking way out in front.�� With some effort she freed her trapped arms, and poked his hard shaft with a tentative finger.� His cock bobbed at her touch, and Tricia giggled.� This was fun!

�Yes, touch it all you want, Tricia.��� �You're gonna feel it soon enough,� Max thought.� His tongue had discovered that the little girl had no hymen.� This was too good of a chance to pass up. �Could he fuck his eight year old niece?� She was average sized for her age. He had a bigger than average belly, but an average size man's cock.� He thought with his control and careful, loving attention he could do it and not traumatize the kid.� In fact, he was going to make sure she enjoyed it.� He was certain she would.� Look at her reaction to his cunnilingus.

�But where do you KEEP it, Uncle Max?�� Tricia was holding it up and looking at the bottom, and his sack and balls.� �What's this stuff do?�� She squeezed one of his balls rather roughly.

�Ouch!� Go easy on those, kid.� Those are my balls, where my baby juice is stored.� You don't want to treat a bunch of babies mean, now do you?� Be gentle.��� He smiled at her to show there were no hard feelings, except for what she was now clutching in one little fist.� �It doesn't always stay that hard, or stick out so far, sweetheart.� It just got like that for you.�

�For me?�

�Oh, yes.� When it sees a cute little butt and a cute little pussy like this,�� here Uncle Max reached behind himself with one hand, and rubbed a finger up and down through Tricia's slit, �it stands out like this until it gets to kiss and play with this little part here.�� Again, he rubbed her slit, making sure he got the hole good this time.� A finger went right on in, clear to the knuckle.� Yes!

�Mmm!�� Tricia said.� �That feels good.�

�You can make me feel extra good too.� Ya know how?�

�How?�

Uncle Max paused.� �Oh, I don't know if I should say...� You're probably too chicken to do it anyway.�

�Tell me, Uncle Max.� I'm not a chicken!�

�Well...�

�TELL ME!� I'll DO it.� I PROMISE!�

�You could kiss and suck on it, then it will be happy and ready to play down here.�� Max rubbed her clit again.

Too late, Tricia realized she had been sucked in and trapped again by one of her uncle's oldest ploys.� He knew she was very curious.� Well, he had licked and sucked on her nasty place, so it was only fair, she consoled herself.� Besides, she had been wondering what it would be like.� �Okay, Uncle Max.�

Uncle Max made a long reach and snagged a throw pillow from a nearby chair.� He put it under her head as she lifted it, and there it was, right in front of her face.� She took it in one hand and touched the tip with her tongue.� Uncle Max took the loose skin and pulled it back so the whole purple head stuck out.� She obediently licked over the slick surface of that part, and tasted something similar to what she tasted when she wet her fingers while masturbating in bed.� She sucked the head in between her lips.

�Aah, that's good!�� Uncle Max sighed.� As she sucked and licked, he started a slow fucking motion into her mouth.� With such a sweet mouth around his cock, he knew he wouldn't last long, and he was ready to move on before Tricia was.� He didn't want to cum in her mouth, so he pulled back.� As he moved back down her body, he paused to check her little girl nipples.� Her chest was completely flat except for the tiny pips.

Tricia was sorry to see him go.� She had been curious about how it would taste, and surprised that his belly didn't seem to get in the way.� She decided she would try that again if Uncle Max wanted.� She spread her legs wide as Uncle Max crawled in between them.� She was real curious as to what it would feel like when it was kissing and playing with her bottom.� What had Uncle Max called it?� Her cute little pussy.� She liked that word.� �My pussy,� she whispered.

Max got between her legs, and supported himself with one arm, while he used his other hand to guide his slick wet cock through Tricia's slit, picking up some of her pussy juice, and spreading it between her outer lips, and down into her vaginal opening.� He ran the head back and forth over her engorged, erect clit hood a few times to excite her, then lodged the tip against her vaginal opening and slowly pushed it in.� There was no resistance, though the channel was slick and warm and tight around his shaft.� As he pushed himself into the little girl, his belly came down and pressed into her lower chest, and tummy.� Max stopped, took the pillow from under her head, and without disengaging, he lifted the girl with an arm under her lower back and stuck the pillow under her butt.�� When he started pressing in again, the point of contact was back at where their hips met, and he was soon all the way into her.�

It was the first male organ, but not the first thing that had been in there.� But it really felt different to Tricia.� It was alive, and warm� and moving on its own.� She had started about a year ago, when she first discovered the little hole, to try to plumb the depths of it.� Because it felt good to her and she was a curious and daring child.� It started with a finger tip, then a toothbrush handle, then a hair brush handle. That had caused some pain and minor bleeding.� That was when she lost her hymen and subsequent explorations with various tools had removed all vestiges of it.� So Tricia was only mildly surprised when Uncle Max stuck his organ into her.� It made perfect sense to her.� He had a shaft, she had a hole.� A perfect match!� She sighed with pleasure and satisfaction.� Finally, she knew what that hole was for.�

Max started sliding his shaft almost out, and back in.�

Tricia wiggled her hips and wrapped her legs around his upper thighs.� She turned her head to the side, because all she could see above her face was his hairy chest and drooping pectorals that reminded her of her Mom's boobs.� She wrapped her arms as far around his sides and back as she could, hung on, and settled in to enjoy her first fuck.� She had no idea it was called that, but that didn't stop her from enjoying every wonderful second of it.

For all his size around the middle, Max had small hips, well muscled, so his cock moved with speed and control and purpose.� The tightness of the little pussy added to his enjoyment, and the smallness of the body under him gave his libido a huge boost.� He got a kick, literally, out of the little legs wrapped around his thighs and her small, sharp little heels digging into his lower ass cheeks to spur him on, as if he needed it.� He was having one of the best fucks of his life.� He was also giving one to Tricia.

As for the girl, she was staying right with her uncle.� She felt very safe, not at all threatened by the big man looming over her.� His size didn't bother her, it protected her.� If you could call a vigorous thrusting gentle, it was a gentle act.� He used great care to support himself so as to cause no harm or pain or threat to his little partner, and made every effort to accommodate her desire and bring her off before he came in her.� Tricia loved her funny uncle in an entirely new way right now.� Sexual love?� No, she did not know sexual love like adults.� She knew only pleasure, and warmth, and that incredible rubbing sensation of his penis head massaging her sheath, and rolling over her �G� spot and her clit being mashed and rubbed on every in stroke.� She was climbing toward another, even better orgasm.

Max was trying to think of anything except what was happening, because he was ready to pop.� He could tell by the way the girl was working her body, her cries and grunts, that she was close too, and he wanted so bad to cum in a little girl that was having her first orgasm from fucking.� Then Tricia really clung to him with arms and legs and she pulled her hips clear up off the pillow into him as she stiffened in the throes of her orgasm.� Max let himself go, and hot semen gushed out of his cock and spread out into her small vagina and immature womb.� The two of them pushed together to keep his spurting penis deep inside her as if that alone would cause her to be impregnated.

�Oooh,� Tricia moaned when the first and most intense spasm of her orgasm hit her.� Suddenly she had to be as close to Uncle Max as she could be, and she pulled his hips tightly in to hers.� Then she felt the warm rush spread through her and her vision darkened.� She turned her head into Uncle Max's chest and bit down on his chest, and her clawing fingernails left red streaks on his back.� Neither of them felt anything except for the intense sensation starting where they were connected.��

Max let his body relax onto the limp little body under it.

�OOF!� Uncle Max!� Get OFF me!� I CAN'T breathe.�� Tricia reversed her holds, and was now trying to push away the body she was pulling on a minute before.

Max rolled off Tricia and onto his back next to her.� He had the presence of mind to use his discarded underwear to clean up the flow of semen that flowed out after his cock stopped blocking the hole, thus saving the rug.

Tricia sat up and looked at his member.� It was smaller, and rapidly shrinking.�� �What's that stuff?� she asked, pointing to his cock which he was wiping with the underwear,� �Did all that come out of me?�

�No, Tricia, all that came out of me.� That is the baby juice I told you about before.�

Tricia looked down at herself and saw a drop oozing out between her lips.� She scooped it up on a fingertip and examined it closely.� �I don't see any baby.�� She leaned over and examined his underwear.

�No, that is sperm.� It makes babies when it goes inside women.� You are too little, so don't worry, we didn't make any babies.�

�Oh.�� Tricia absentmindedly stuck her finger in her mouth.� Suddenly a look of horror came on her face.� �I ate it!� Am I gonna die?� she cried.

Uncle Max started to laugh.� �No, Tricia.� Tell you what, we should get dressed, and go out and play for a while, and this afternoon I'll show you some movies, and you will see a lot of women who like to eat that stuff.�

�And that is what we did,� Tricia said.� �We played in the snow all morning, and we played in bed and watched sexy movies all afternoon.�� I did Uncle Max with my mouth and ate all his stuff.�

No one said anything, because they had all had to learn how to do that.

Just then Jamal came in and called Tricia and little Samantha out because they had customers.� Holly decided to go home and get her home work caught up.