Author: Sterling
Title: She's Only Four But She Wants It Bad
Summary: A four-year-old girl knows what she wants, and as per
usual crawls into bed with me to get it
Keywords: Mg Mg4 pedo loli cons rom oral

NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 7/12/2018.

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She's Only Four But She Wants It Bad

Oh, small children. It is the dreaded moment for every parent,
awakened from a sweet dream on a Saturday morning by the padding
feet. The mattress shifts to conform to the new weight, even
though it is a small weight. If they are well-trained and calm,
perhaps they then snuggle up beside you, turned away, and you can
spoon behind them. Enfolding the little creature who lies still,
your annoyance can be tentatively held at bay by the presence of
this precious creature. Maybe you can even drift off to sleep
again, but all too soon there will be a squirm or a wiggle that
makes the annoyance reappear. Soon enough, you are awake and your
day of interacting parent with child, and child with parent,
begins in earnest. Even if it's 5am.

But this four-year-old girl is not my daughter, and events will
take a different path. Her parents sleep in a room down the hall
and very much approve of what is about to unfold.

Lying on my left side, I groggily open an eye for a brief moment
to see the girl with the big blue eyes and a bed-head of
shoulder-length blond hair approach. She wears nothing but white
panties -- and not for long. The cloth flops onto my face, and
the odor is subtle but exciting. Blood starts surging into my
cock. After she crawls into bed in front of me, I feel a central
warmth surrounded by limbs poking this way and that. I sleep
naked and now there is no more cloth between us.

She gives a small giggle. What she presents is not her back for
spooning, it is her front, wiggling insistently in between my arm
and chest, burrowing upward. There is the luxurious hair but
there is also warmth, and then from out of the mop of hair
materializes the flesh of her face. My eyes are closed but I
know. And then the kisses begin, little kisses on my cheeks,
first higher, then lower, then towards my ear, then on my
scratchy jaw. There is one planted on my nose, just for fun, but
then more on cheeks, one tentatively at the corner of my mouth. I
lick my lips, and she then moves to the center and kisses me, and
I kiss her back, little kiss by little kiss. During a long kiss I
feel her warm, sweet breath coming out through her nose.

Her body wiggles some more, she pushes the covers down to expose
our tops, and she pushes me onto my back, still kissing.

Her body below gives a gentle but firm surge of warmth against my
hip. The surge lasts just a second, but after several seconds of
kissing it is repeated -- surge and withdrawal.

She knows well how boys are different from girls, and she knows
how men are different from boys. Her small hand reaches not to
the most sure place to connect with my private parts, but higher,
just below my belly button, and she is rewarded to feel the tip
of my hard penis way up there. I draw a deep breath, and she
giggles and surges against my hip twice more. Now a leg separates
itself from her body and drapes itself over my front, covering my
cock.

She draws back from her kisses and explores quickly with her left
hand my chest, my shoulder, my ear, my neck. I open my eyes and
see her beautiful smile and big blue eyes looking at me. I give a
big stretch and yawn, and now I'm fully awake. A large
parallelogram of sunshine falls on the bed, interrupted by our
bodies as they ease around this way and that.

She now crawls on top of me, pushes the covers further down, and
centers herself, straddling me, girl parts pressing against the
base of my penis. She humps rhythmically three times, then slides
slowly up towards my head without breaking contact. I see the
glowing smooth skin of her chest, flat and interrupted by nothing
but the tiniest nipple spots. I stop her just as her slit clears
my penis tip. A contraction of excitement lifts my cock tip just
enough and I pull her downward again, my man prong pressing
firmly against her little soft cunny parts. She smiles, then
frowns and wags her finger at me. It's not time for that yet. I
sigh and we smile at each other.

She rises into a sitting position, but keeps shuffling forward
until her little girl pussy is right on my face. The sight of the
hairless lips sliding closer and closer is beautiful and highly
erotic. I know what she wants, and I will gladly comply. I take
her hips so I can control just how closely mouth presses against
her vulvette. My tongue reaches out to quickly lick one outer lip
and then the other, but then I am inside. I poke my tongue tip
against her small vaginal opening three times and then lick
upward over her clit.

"Mmmm!" she says, then "Oooohhh!" She has an excellent command of
English for a four-year-old, but is not choosing to use it just
now. That suits me fine. Again and again I poke my tongue into
the pussy opening and lick upwards. More sounds of pleasure come
from her. She presses her junior slit forward ever so slightly.

It's an exciting way to start, but we are not in the ideal
position for this activity. All at once I lift her off and
deposit her to my right on the bed. I sit up for the first time
and throw the covers completely off the bed, then turn back to
the small naked girl, sitting with legs almost crossed. I grab
the legs and tug downward sharply enough that her head and torso
fall back, and she laughs. But I pull her to the spot I want her,
centered on the bed, on her back, legs spread wide, her girlish
soft part at the center. I look lovingly into her eyes, and while
she smiles, she lifts her head and looks down at her vulvette to
redirect my attention. My focus shifts to her small girlish lips,
illuminated strongly by the diagonal shaft of sunlight. She grabs
a pillow from behind her and puts it under her head so she can
easily keep looking at what is happening with her naughty little
bits.

The sunlight illuminates clearly the tiniest of hairs that dot
those outer lips and the surrounding area, the same size as hairs
on her tummy or her arms, and the exquisite detail emphasizes how
growing more prominent hairs has not even begun to occur to her
small body. I quickly lick her small mound, and the topmost inch
of her inner thighs, and I lick just below the bottom of her
slit. I then lick her outer labia. But she whines, as she has
waited long enough for me to resume satisfying her more specific
desire. I spread her outer lips gently with my fingers and begin
licking the inner lips, and then inside, poking my tongue once
again into her small, intriguing girl hole briefly before licking
upwards.

Her private parts are as exposed as they could possibly be, and
she has done this to get from me private, very erotic attention
that will bring her great pleasure. Her precise focus at the
moment, and mine too, is her little clitoris, her clitlet, clitty
poo, happy button. And so I lick, and she moans and sighs. I lick
until I feel her excitement build, then hold off. The best
orgasms are ones you have to wait for a little bit. I aim to
delay just the right amount. So I lick, adjusting my rhythm to
her excitement. She thrusts her hips upward now and then and
continues to vocalize much pleasure. It's around twenty minutes
into this intense licking that her pleasure builds sharply, and
my tongue dances and presses and licks, and then finally she
cries out and bucks her hips while I keep licking in a careful,
patient rhythm. For many seconds it goes on before she relaxes
and I taper off my licking slowly to nothing.

My girl is actually quite selfish. Her fingers on my penis early
on were more for diagnosis than to give me pleasure. In our first
times together she would gamely follow my suggestions to fondle,
rub, lick and even suck my penis, but she never really wanted to
do it, and I didn't want her to do anything she didn't want.

She now squirms and I know what she wants next. My penis has been
hard, way down below her toes, pressed against the sheets,
waiting impatiently. I crawl up until my pelvis is just below
hers, my cock tip centered and pointing at her cute little girly
snatch. She reaches down and spreads her outer lips wide apart.
Fortunately what my selfish girl now wants is in fact what I want
more than anything.

Her focus is on the tip of my manhood, and mine has shifted to
her pussy. I kiss the tip right against the opening. It is
cradled in feminine hot and wet, no less because she is only
four. I push with some force and my tip enters her pussy. It
works! In the wake of her full-throttle orgasm, she is wet and
stretchy. My penis is quite thin, but still it is a very tight
fit. I press hard to force my cock in, but every millimeter of
progress makes her smile and moan. Between the millimeters of
inward progress I now push my phallus in and out in the mating
act. It is not buried to the hilt, but a couple inches inside the
hot, slick, tight four-year-old cunny tube are enough.

Since her orgasm was recent, her vulva and vagina are raw with
pleasure, and my hot male shaft shoving in insistently, over and
over, gives her orgasmic aftershocks, one every minute or so.

As for me... I hold myself up above her. The sunlight illuminates
my pubic hair and the lower shaft which is not inside her -- now
more, now less. It illuminates her smooth skin and tight inner
labia, stretched to their limit into a very tight circle. Looking
higher, I feast my eyes on messy lustrous blond hair, on eyes
half-open, on face slack with pleasure. Thrust, withdraw, thrust
again! Minutes go by, as my pleasure builds to ecstasy, but it
turns out to be but a prelude to greater ecstasy and yet greater.
But it cannot build forever.

As she senses my growing excitement, she opens her eyes to look
at me expectantly, hungrily. I lock eyes with her, and then my
penis lunges an extra millimeter and holds still as the waves of
ecstasy break, as my body makes pulse after pulse of semen and
forces it deep into her vagina. This sends her over the edge into
another orgasm, nearly as big as the first. Her pussy pulses,
gently squeezing my shaft so we pulse together. Indescribable
pleasure makes my vision flicker momentarily to black but then
back to gorgeous four-year-old in the throes of sexual
fulfillment and ecstasy. Her fires of lust have been going
strong, and it seems to be the gobs of creamy sperm inside that
slowly extinguish them and make her calm once more.

I let myself down onto her gently, enough that our skin touches
but I am not crushing her. My meat softens inside her but I do
not withdraw. She likes me to stay as long as I can, and so do I.
It's lovely that what my selfish girl wants is exactly what I
want to give her. What comes most naturally to her now is falling
back asleep. I appreciate her trusting, innocent presence. Her
breathing slows from orgasm, gets softer and regular, then softer
still. In three minutes she is out. She does not wake up when my
small and floppy penis finally slides out and I lie beside her.

I lie on my side and feast my eyes on the sexiest creature in the
world for many minutes. I always thought intercourse with a
four-year-old was an impossible dream, but her moist, flushed
cunny lips show that it was not. My cock rises as I look at that
recently used slit and I want to use it again. I gently press
those lips with my fingers.

Shortly a smile forms on her face and I know she is no longer
asleep, but she doesn't open her eyes.

I mount her, spread her legs apart, spread her lips with my
fingers, and insert my cock tip into her four-year-old vaginal
opening. I adopt an outsider's perspective momentarily and it
looks like a selfish bastard doing something incredibly obscene,
which lingers thrillingly as I return to being very much an
insider. I care nothing for her pleasure now, I only want mine. I
thrust in strong and firm. She pretends to be snoring. In under a
minute I lunge, hold still, and bask in extreme pleasure.

Finally she shows her language skill. "Oh, goody! More sperm!"
she says and gives me a big smile.

I was recruited to be this girl's lover as a cure for her
unusually strong sex drive, a sex drive that had led her to
serious behavior problems. Her parents wanted a loving pedophile,
but also a very horny one with a skinny cock, and they got just
what they asked for.

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