SOLILOQUY - FIVE

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When I opened my eyes it was obvious we had slept for a few hours. The sunlight no longer squeezed between the slats of the drawn shades highlighting dust particles in the air. Only the low wattage bulb in the lamp on the night stand illuminated the scene of our debauchery; more honestly, my debauchery.

Despite the act we performed earlier and the many others we had done over the past months on fairly regular intervals, hers I still regarded as innocent curiosity. She still existed in pure form in my mind, her virginity still intact. But, even now, as I looked on her naked form snuggled into my shoulder, one leg thrown over body, I had serious thoughts about taking that from her as well.

Ever since she put the idea in my mind of using her asshole the idea crept into my perverted subconscious of employing the same technique to gradually condition her pussy to allow the entrance of progressively larger objects. I tried with all my might to forget it, but when she made the suggestion herself, my resolve crumbled.

Should I do it? The answer was simple; no. Could I do it? Probably. The procedure wasn�t difficult; use gradually larger dildos to accustom her nether muscles to being stretched more each time. Would I do it? I couldn�t lie to myself anymore after the session of sex we had earlier; most likely I would.

I gazed at the lithe little body beside me. Her right arm thrust across my chest, head resting on my shoulder, leg cast over my hip, the knee covering my flaccid cock. She had grown considerably since we began these trysts when she was six years old with simple handjobs and later blowjobs. However, at seven she still was little more than half my size.

She never had an aversion to cum. It was a big delight to her to have me ejaculate on her face. The same could be said when she sucked my dick. She would struggle sometimes with the massive volume of it filling her mouth, but it was a wonderful sense of accomplishment to her to swallow every drop.

The memories of those times were starting to arouse me. I could see her knee moving upward as I became rigid. My hand had been resting on her hip. I slid it slowly down her butt cheek until the fingertips found the place they met. Sperm had leaked from her anus and made a trail to the bed sheets.

She began to stir. Her eyes opened sleepily and she smiled at me. Turning on her back she used her hands to rub the sleep from them.

Then she spotted my dick.

�He�s ready!� she chimed. �Your penie is ready. Can we do it again?� She sat up and faced me.

�When you are here, you don�t need to refer to it as a penie,� I laughed, �you can call it a cock.�

�Cock!� she chirped. �Cock, cock, cock, cock, cock.� She bet over and kissed the tip of it, giggling. �I love cock!� she said and took the head in her mouth.

It immediately struck how different that statement would be coming from an adult woman instead of a seven year old child.

She ceased her oral administration long enough to ask, �Does cock like me?�

�Cock adores you,� I laughed.

She bent to suck and kiss it a little longer; her hand grasped my balls and gently massaged them. Then she flung herself on top of me, her face close to mine, �Can we do it again?� She rained kisses upon me. �Can we? Cock is ready.��

I couldn�t help but smile. Her insistency to be fucked in the ass made me even harder.

�Can we? Can we? Can we?� she bubbled. She was like a kid in a candy store, begging for sweets. �Cock wants to be in my butt,� she pleaded.

�Also, when you are here you can call it your ass,� I said. The idea of adding more explicit wording to her sexual vocabulary gave me a tingle. �But only when you are here.�

�Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass. Ass wants cock!�

She slithered backward down my leg until her head was level with my dick.

�Does cock want ass?� she asked it, her mouth close to the head. She put her ear next to it. �Cock says, YES!�

�Well, if that�s what cock wants,� I said. I already knew that�s what cock wanted.

�YAY!� The sing song lilt of her voice always thrilled me. It was so fresh and young and, despite everything, innocent.

�But we need to get you cleaned up and maybe use a bag or two,� I told her, referring to the enema bag.

�Yippee! I like them. It�s fun to try to walk with it up my butt� I mean ass.�

I rose from the bed and lay her on her back. �I�ll get some warm water and a washcloth to clean you up for a fresh�� I couldn�t think of how to word it.

So she finished my thought. �Cock in ass?�

I laughed. �Cock in ass it is.�

After I retrieved the bowl I told her to lift her rump so I could wash it. She brought her knees up to her chin and presented me with a marvelous sight; baby smooth, hairless, virgin pussy and not-so-virgin-anymore asshole. I was relieved to see it had contracted to its original size. That had had me worried.

I cleansed the cum from the area and patted it dry with a towel. I couldn�t resist running my fingers over the pouty little mound. I pressed a fingertip between the tiny labial lips. Gently, I massaged her clit.

Her appreciation was apparent. Her eyes nearly closed, she let out a soft moan.

�What do I call that?� she asked.

�Where my finger is touching is your clit.�

�Clit likes that,� she groaned. I rubbed a little harder and faster. �Clit REAlly likes that.�

I brought my head down between her legs. My lips touched her pussy and my tongue sought her clit. It toyed with swollen nub. She wriggled under the pressure.

I had done this after our first �cock-in-ass� and she showed all the signs that an adult woman would of having an orgasm. I don�t know if it is possible for a seven year old to experience climax or not, but it seemed that way.

�Ohhh, clit, clit, clit, clit, clit,� she sighed.

I moved my attentions to her vagina. My tongue circled the tiny hole then the tip prodded the entrance.

�Ooo, what is place is that� what I call� what name?�

I couldn�t help but laugh at her sexually induced confusion. I raised my head long enough to say, �Cunt.�

�Cunt sounds like a naughty word,� she commented. �Cunt. Cunt, cunt, cunnnnn.� Her diction was slowing with my treatment of the area.

I slid my tongue between her leg and mound on each side. Then I engulfed the whole mound between my lips and squeezed.

She groaned even louder and whispered, �Clit. Cunt.�

By squeezing and releasing I put a different kind of pressure on her clit. Her hips rose to meet my lips each time. With my teeth I gently nibbled on her labia.

She let out a squeal of enjoyment. Her movements were becoming more erratic with each second that passed. I brought my hand around and worked her clit with my thumb while I moved my tongue to her asshole and licked and prodded it.

This isn�t something I would ever do with an adult female, but with her the sky was the limit.

"Oh, ass,� she shuddered with glee.

My tongue replaced my thumb and the shudders became stronger. I could feel the muscles in her legs grow tight and relax. At that moment I wanted to jump her and fuck her till she fainted, but I knew she wasn�t ready for that.

�You let me know if this hurts and I�ll stop. Okay?� I said.

With the fingers of my left hand I spread her pussy lips as wide as they would go. The interior glistened with sexual excitement. I pressed the tip of a finger on my other hand slowly into the opening. She tensed and I asked, �Does that hurt?�

Unable to voice an answer she shook her head.

The movement into her pussy was slow, but constant. Eventually I had most of it in. I started finger fucking her. She moved with the action. My tongue once again sought her clit. Her hips began to grind into me fiercely. Her legs clamped against the side of my head. Her head came up off the pillow and I could just see her eyes roll back in their sockets. Her head slammed back down as her chest rose in a paroxymal wave of ecstasy. She began to buck like a person possessed by the devil. I removed my finger, but kept teasing her clit.

She nearly screamed, �OOOooooooaaaa!!! Cunt� cock� cliiiiit!�

When her convulsions subsided I brought my head up. She lay wasted, her smooth little body glistening with sweat.

Well, now I know; a seven year old can have an orgasm. At least this one did. I felt pretty proud of myself right then. Well, as proud as someone having sex with a child can feel.

She gazed up at me with a smile and said, �Clit REEEEAAALLLY liked that!" Her body still gave an occasional hitch.

�So, are you too tired to do anymore?� I asked.

�Unh Uh.� She said. �Ass wants cock. Cunt wants cock, too.�

�Well, let�s give your ass what it wants first and we�ll see about the other later.�

�Yay!� she beamed and hugged me.

�Lie back down and rest until I get the bag ready.�

I used the water in the basin to wash myself. It was cold by then, but that didn�t affect my erection in the least.

In the bathroom I prepared a bag with a warm preparation to clean her out. There was still cum from our previous encounter. When I came back to the bed she was lying flat on her back, arms tight to her side and legs together. At the sight of the bag she began to kick her legs and fling her arms up and down quickly, her mouth split with a smile. All the eagerness of a child was demonstrated in those movements.

She pulled her legs up without being told. This was not a new procedure to her. I rubbed a little lube on the beveled tip and just inside her asshole. The wand slid in easily. When enough of it was buried inside her I asked, �Ready?�

�Ready.�

I released the clamp and gently squeezed the bag.

�Oo, that�s warm.�

�Too warm?�

�No. Ass likes it warm.�

Eventually I would have to insist she use proper pronouns to go along with her new vocabulary, like �my ass� and �your cock�, but for now, the implicit childishness of it pleased me.

I never put more than half a bag at a time in her due to her size. I clamped the line and eased the wand out. She lowered her legs slowly with them squeezed together. Carefully she swiveled her body and stiffly stood. She started her tight waddle to the toilet. It always made me laugh to see it. Butt cheeks squeezed together so taut it created concave depressions in the outer flesh. She always walked on the balls of her feet and her arms were held out to the side like a ballerina getting ready to plie�, although, that wouldn�t have been a wise maneuver at that moment.

I waited for her return and we repeated the process one more time.

Her return the second time was a combination skip and hop as she sang, �Cock in ass. Cock in ass.�

She leaped on the bed and positioned herself at its foot on her back.

�I want to be on my back this time,� she purred, �so I can see your face.�

I nodded my assent.

She raised her legs, and I rubbed some lube around her anus and dipped inside with my finger. I put a generous amount the length of my cock which now ached from being hard so long. I wanted to be sure it would slide in easily without causing her pain.

As always I took a few seconds to admire her. The beauty of a little girl is the antipathy of her mature counterpart. The simplicity of the form without the curves and bulges that develop as she grows is a form for climbing, a form for running, a form for hopping, skipping, swinging, skating.

It is not a form for fucking. It is not a form to be ravaged by some brute beast male that can�t control his wanton sexual urges. This wasn�t right by any means. I should be ashamed of myself for even considering it. I resolved to stop it here and now.

�Are you gonna do it?!�

�Yes. Sorry.�

So much for resolve.

She was positioned with her butt on enough pillows to raise the level of her asshole to the desired level. She held her legs up and opened by grasping the backs of her knees. I noticed my hand was shaking as I guided my dick to her asshole.

I tried to work the head of it in, but didn�t have much luck so I simply pressed it against the hole and started to push.

The orifice began to spread, so I pushed a little harder. I felt her body stiffen and a look of discomfort washed across her face. I started to pull back and she said, �It�s okay. You can push it in.�

�It looked like it was hurting you,� I said.

�It�s okay after the head goes in. It�s just a little tight till then.�

With her blessing I started over. As I pushed she tried not to show that it was uncomfortable for her, but I could still see the evidence on her face.

Eventually the entire head of my dick slid past her tiny opening and into her ass. It almost popped into place. Her muscles relaxed and she sighed.

�Ass likes cock,� murmured with a grin.

I matched that look and slid it in further. The soft velvety inner tissues of her ass felt so good. Soon I was thrusting deeper than I had planned, but she didn�t complain.

On a whim I touched her pussy with a fingertip. She moaned. I moved between the wet folds of her labia and found her clit.

She watched me intently, her eyes focused on my face. As her body started to respond to my touch with hitches and jerks I became frenzied with lust. My thighs slapped against her buttocks.

We both commenced moaning at the same time. As I fired my load deep in her ass she shook her head from side to side and her body convulsed. I knew I wasn�t finished yet. I could feel more building inside of me and I didn�t want to let it get away. I placed my arms under her body and lifted her up. Still engaged I moved to the bed, lying on my back with her on top of me.

Instinctually she brought her legs up with her knees flat on the bed. In this position she was able lift herself up and thrust back down. She rode me like a bronco, giving it everything she had.

When I came the second time� Oh, my god, when I came I think I saw stars and the world tilted on its axis. When we both were spent she collapsed on top of me. We were still connected, but I knew soon enough I would become flaccid and slide out on my own.

In the meantime she lay on my chest. �Next time cunt,� she whispered sleepily.

�We�ll see,� I replied.

�Cunt, cunt, cunt, cunnnnnt,� yawn, �cunnnnnt..."

And we drifted off to sleep.

THE END - Part 5