Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Teaching Melanie By Videll Dais Chapter 5 Standing beside the bed, Edward Lincoln's lusty gaze roamed every creamy inch of his sleeping twelve year-old niece's naked, exposed body. Without a doubt, he thought, for her age she was perfectly proportioned, a pocket-sized Venus. He was almost drooling and his breathing was noisy and harsh in the silent, dimly-lit room. With his right hand, he slowly fisted his fat, distended cock. The sleeping draft would keep her unconscious for some hours so he had plenty of time to enjoy himself. After a while, he reached down, untangled the nightgown from where it was bunched around her neck, slipped it over her head and dropped it on the carpet next to her knickers. He placed her arms up on the pillows above her head which caused her budding breasts to rise into taut mounds on her chest, the delicate, erect nipples and areaolea a slightly darker tint than the surrounding pale flesh. He cupped his big hands over the small mounds, gently squeezed them and marvelled at their softness and firm resilience. Several times, he dented each nipple with a fingertip and watched as it instantly sprang back out into a sharp peak. As he played with her titties, the child let out a whispered utterance from some far off place in her dreams. Edward bent low and took one of the delicate nipples between his lips. He sucked on the tiny nub, tongued it then did the same to the other. All the while, he stroked his hand over her soft belly, down each thigh, and over the bulge of her plump bare mons. With a fingertip, he lightly traced the smooth cleft of her cunt, sought and found the tiny, hooded nub of her clit and gently teased it with quick, circular movements. He did this for some time, his dark eyes studying the sleeping girl's face, watching for a response he knew must surely come, asleep or not. After a minute or two, Melanie uttered a low groan. She frowned and her belly muscles twitched. Her hands fluttered at the pillows above her head. She tensed, pressed her firm thighs together and drew up one of her long legs. Edward Lincoln smiled, slowed his intimate caress until his fingertip barely moved over the girl's now swollen, unhooded, oily little clit. The leg Melanie had unconsciously drawn up slackened and sagged outward to the side, giving her molester unobstructed access to her tender, pouting young cleft. Edward stood up, shrugged off his robe and, fisting his enormous erection, went to the end of the bed. He climbed on it and crawled up towards the prone girl. Gently he took hold of Melanie's ankles and spread her legs wide. Then he got belly down and eased his face into the sleeping child's crotch. He smelled her girl-scent, the clean, slightly musk odour, began tonguing the crease each side of her prominent mons, then lathed the silky smooth, plump cushion of her fat pubis, before dipping into the soft, neat cleft. Her tight cunt-lips were no match for the probing, wet prong-tip lapping at them so insistently, and they peeled open as easily as flower petals to the warmth of morning sunlight. Her clit swelled as Edward flattened his tongue over the hard bud and gently sucked...and sucked...lapped, licked and sucked. Cheeks flushed rosy pink, Melanie again moaned unconsciously, muttered something unintelligible, and tossed her head slowly from side to side as her belly and thighs rippled with tiny jolts of electric pleasure. Her long legs twitched, her warm thighs attempting to clasp together squashed against her molester's ears. Oh to be part of the child's dreams at this moment, Lincoln thought, to share in the erotic awakenings now stirring somewhere deep in her subconscious mind. Not to worry. There would be time for sharing soon enough. Tonight was merely an exercise in self-gratification, in preparing the ground - so to speak - for the girl's complete sexual humiliation and domination. In Edward's humble - but very experienced - opinion, nothing could compare with the bittersweet taste of a young cunt, especially a hot, excited young cunt and, of this he was certain, Melanie was definitely hot and excited. Her nectar was flowing. He reached under her spread thighs, cupped her firm, rounded bottom in each palm, and raised her cunt higher, the better to reach every delicious nook and cranny. His cock was throbbing with desperate need and he slowly fucked his turgid staff urgently into the quilt, his hips rocking as he ministered to the quivering girl beneath his lips and tongue. Then it happened. Melanie let out a keen, wailing moan as her body suddenly tensed, every muscle and sinew as taut as a coiled spring. She gasped panting breaths as her hands fluttered above her head reaching for the pillows, grabbing at empty air, grabbing at nothing. Her belly jerked upwards causing her small titties to wobble and her hard thighs to spread wider, close again, and spread wider still in twitching spasms. She was coming and coming hard on Edward Lincoln's busy tongue. Edward groaned, too, slurping and nuzzling at her sweet cunt, sucking at her juices with utter relish, enjoying the feel of her rounded little arse tensing, jumping and bobbing in his palms. He slipped a finger deeper into the hot crease, found the tight pucker of the sleeping girl's moist anus, and gently probed the wrinkled star till it loosened and opened to him. He tongued her swollen clit harder still as he slid the finger into her wriggling bottom knuckle deep. He heard Melanie groan even louder. He had to hold onto her tightly as she bucked and writhed beneath his twin assault on her tender young flesh. Eventually, Melanie exhaled a long gasp and became still. Edward continued to lick and suck while gently finger-fucking her tight little arse. He found Melanie had become so exhausted by the intensity of her orgasm, so relaxed, he could get his finger all the way up her and he fucked it full-length in and out of the hot puckered hole in a steady, rhythmic motion for some minutes. When he slowly introduced a second finger alongside the first, Melanie rolled her head and groaned and her hips began to move in time with the poking. Edward liked it - very much. After a while, he stopped, withdrew his fingers and got up on his knees. He could wait no longer. He badly needed to shoot a heavy load. He got off the bed and stood beside it, fisting his throbbing cock, staring down at the deliciously naked morsel spread so invitingly before him. He bent and fastened his lips over one of Melanie's rigid little nipples. He sucked on the rubbery nub drawing it into his mouth, tonguing it fervently. God, he couldn't get enough of this sweet young girl. He let her nipple go, then pressed his lips over her slack, slightly gaping mouth. He kissed her long and hard, his tongue seeking hers. He kissed her nose and her flushed cheeks, licked the beads of sweat from her forehead. All the while, Melanie lay still and unresponsive and Edward thought that maybe he'd given her too much of the sedative, maybe it would have been better to have had her conscious, protesting, fighting him. He liked it when they struggled. Never mind. That would come in due course. He took her by the chin and rolled her head so she was facing him. She was at just the right height for what he had in mind. Edward leaned in close and placed the fat helmet of his cock between Melanie's slack lips. Pre-cum leaked and he spread it over the top and bottom lips evenly. Holding her chin, he pushed his cock forward, stretching her lips wide over the bulbous tip, forcing it deeper into the moist heat within. He was surprised at how much she could take and at how good it felt. "Oh God," he groaned. Holding Melanie's head with two hands now, he gently began to fuck her face with long, even strokes, getting in deep, holding it there, pulling out, then sinking slowly back in. Soon, he picked up the pace. It was the work of a minute before his balls tightened and he came in pulsing, shuddering, custard-thick globs straight down the sleeping girls throat. Melanie coughed and spluttered a little, but other than that instinctively swallowed Edwards cum without protest or difficulty. A born trouper, Edward thought, just like her mother.