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 TITLE: The Little Girl Next Door 2 - Taking custody of Patty

   Copyright (C) 2009, w1drng.  ALL Rights Reserved

   STORY CODES: Mg, Fg, MF, Incest, First Time, Threesome-Mgg

   SUMMARY: Patty was the young girl next door that loved to play at my
house when my granddaughter came to visit.  But she also liked to play at
my house when my granddaughter was not around too.

   ADULTSONLY: This work is total fiction.  It is intended for ADULTS ONLY.
It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors.  If you are
not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such
material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this
story.  Any resemblance to actual persons or activities depicted is purely
coincidental.  I neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children
in sexual oriented acts with adults.

   "You want to what?" screamed my wife Lisa.  "You're out of your mind. 
We're too old for that.  Besides her mother would never let us.  She'll
never go for it.  And on the slight chance she does, as soon as she gets
tired of this $50-a-week deal you want to make she'll want $100, then $200.
She's not going to want that to end."

   "Lisa, calm down," I told her.  "First of all Patty is living in squalor
over there.  Her mother is a drunk and sometimes takes drugs.  Patty is
still on the verge of being taken away and put in some foster home if
anyone finds out about her mom.  I think she does prostitution too. 
There's been men stopping by at odd times.  Plus Silvia just loves Patty.
She plays with her all the time when she's here.  Patty's a good kid and
deserves a family that really cares about her.  You like her yourself. 
You've said so lots of times."

   "I know, I know," Lisa conceded.  "It's just that you're retired and I
will be in a couple years.  It's just not fair to us to be taking care of
someone so young.  Actually I don't even know how old she is.  You know,
when you said she would be staying here for a while and that you would be
helping out her mother, I thought you meant for a few weeks, not until she
was 18.  I just don't know."

   I tried to meet her objections.  "What have I got to look forward to
each day.  You said it.  I'm retired.  I just putter around the house all
day.  I'd rather be thinking about how to help this girl with her school
work, or go watch her play volleyball if that's what she wants to do, or
whatever.  Hell, we certainly can afford to take care of her."

   "And you think her mother is just going to give her up for good?" she
asked.

   "Well no, not exactly.  But I would bet it wouldn't take all that much
money to convince her otherwise," I said.  "A few thousand should do it. 
She won't turn down that much all at one time.  We definitely would need to
get a lawyer involved.  I would want legal custody of her.  I don't want
her mother coming back to the well so to speak, like you pointed out.  I
mean you're right about the weekly stipend.  That won't work.  It has to be
over and done with all at once."

   "It's just, I have to think," she stated.  "You go ahead and research
the legal stuff.  In the mean time I just have to think on it.  I'm not
saying Yes but I'm not saying No either."

   During this "thinking" period, Patty and I got together a few times.  It
was just wonderful having a sexual relationship with a girl that seemed to
adore me, and love what we were doing.  She always wanted to try something
new and different.

   One Saturday she came to me and said, "Mr.  H, I want to show you
something at my house."

   "I'm not quite ready to approach your mom about taking over custody of
you," I informed her.

   "I know," she said.  "This has nothing to do with that.  My mom isn't
home now, her car is gone.  She drove off and I really want to show you
something.  You're going to love it, I promise, just like you love me."

   "I know you love me Mr.  H," she continued.  "But I also know you love
fucking me even more., don't you Mr.  H?  So come on."

   I followed her into her house and right on into her mother's bedroom.  I
think I would have followed her anywhere.  "Here, put this ski hat over
your head.  It's the best I can do for a blindfold.  You can trust me Mr.
H. I promise you're going to love this."

   She put a black knit hat over my head so that it covered my eyes, down
to the end of my nose.  It made things pretty dark but I could still make
out a little bit.  I didn't tell her though.

   "That will work fine," she decided.  "Now take off your clothes."

   "What if your mom comes home?" I warned her.

   "Don't worry," she answered.  "Remember, I saw her drive off and I know
where she's gone to.  She won't be home for over an hour.  We'll be gone
before then."

   I undressed, made sure the so called blindfold mask was over my eyes and
laid back on the bed.  I could tell through the mask that Patty had removed
her clothes.  She climbed up on me and then one by one she took each wrist
and ankle and clicked them into some kind of handcuff restraints.  They had
padding on them so that they didn't hurt but I still was not able to remove
them.  Patty literally had me spread eagle on her mother's bed.

   "I saw my mom do this to a guy once.  I thought you might like it," she
mused out loud.

   Unable to move I just laid there while Patty first got me hard and then
slid herself down onto my shaft, fucking me in a nice steady rhythm.

   "You are incredible Patty," I told her.  "I love the way you keep coming
up with new ways to entertain us."

   She continued fucking me until we had both climaxed, first me, and then
herself a minute later.  I liked the way she took control when we fucked.
Even though I had cum, she didn't let that stop her from finishing herself
off.  I was a bit sensitive after I came but she was teaching me, teaching
my body, to push beyond my own climax, to continue to enjoy it.  I think I
was actually staying hard longer since I started fucking this little vixen.

   She got off of me and I could hear her rummaging through some drawers.
"Uh oh," she said.

   "What do you mean un oh?  What is uh oh?" I asked.

   "I can't find the key to unlock you," she revealed, to my horror.

   "Christ Patty, you have to find that key," I cried in a panic.  "It's
got to be around here somewhere.  Look in all the drawers."

   With every minute I become more and more frantic as I knew Patty's mom
would be home eventually, probably soon as we had used up a good amount of
time fooling around.  Then it happened.  The front door opened.  Patty
quickly put the mask back over my head and face and ran out of the room.  I
think she must have run to her own room to get dressed because her mother
yelled for her.  "Patty, is that you?  I thought you were staying over at
the neighbors for a few days."

   "I'm coming mom," Patty yelled.  "Mom, some man came by.  I saw him
standing around outside and I thought you wouldn't want that.  He said he
had an appointment with you.  He was going to leave but I convinced him to
stay.  I got him to get ready for you and I put him on your bed, you know,
with the locks and the mask.  He really likes the mask.  He wants to keep
it on."

   "Why you little whore-in-training," Patty's mom praised her.  "There may
be hope for you yet.  One of these days soon I may just let you have your
first fuck.  Guys like to fuck young girls you know."

   A moment later I could faintly see through the mask Patty's mom come
into the bedroom where I was in shackles.  "So I didn't remember that you
were coming, whoever you are," she said.  "But in a minute you will make a
memory of yourself cumming, if you know what I mean."

   She undressed and then took my prick into her mouth.  She got me hard in
no time, obviously a pro at it.  "I see you have a mask on," she stated the
obvious.  "I can appreciate that you want to remain anonymous.  I'll leave
it on if that's what you want." I guess she wanted to put her client, me,
at ease.

   Then she mounted me.  Oh God she was hot.  I mean literally hot to the
touch.  Her pussy felt like a furnace to me compared to little Patty.  I
was conflicted.  I wanted out of there without her knowing who I was, yet I
couldn't deny she knew how to fuck.  Fast, slow, jerky, smooth, forward and
back, side to side, around and around.  And it must be true that she taught
Patty about using her pussy muscles because she used them on me.

   I loved it when she laid down on top of me, pressing her hard nipples
into my chest, kissing me hard on the mouth.  She drove her tongue deep
into my mouth while she continued to rock her hips up and down my shaft.

   Since I had cum in Patty not too long before I was able to hold out and
enjoy this woman.  But eventually she made me cum.  When I was done I was
able to make out through the mask that she must have put a condom on me
because she was taking it off and cleaning me up.  Oh god she was
incredible.  I wanted to fuck her again.  I began to think of how I could
make it happen.

   I don't know where she had the key but she unlocked all of the
restraints.  "Put your donation on the dresser when you leave." She then
went into her bathroom and started taking a shower.

   I didn't want her to know who I was so I got out of there as fast as I
could, leaving a hundred bucks on her dresser.  I did manage to fuck her
again (and again) but that's a story for another day.

   After a month of 'thinking on it' and many arguments, Lisa had finally
come around to the idea of taking custody of Patty, and I had a plan and
legal documents in hand.  I took them and walked next door to Patty's
house.

   After some negotiation Patty's mother and I came to an arrangement.  I
would pay her $10,000 and she would sign her child over to me to care for
and raise her.  The $10,000 was of course under the table.  Oh and she was
to move away.  It wasn't all that difficult to convince her.  I guess when
you are into booze, sex, and drugs, money does talk.  We went to the bank,
signed the papers, I snuck her the ten grand and that was that.  She moved
out the next day.  I guess the rental was furnished because she only took a
few boxes and a couple of suitcases of stuff, what she could get in her
car. I was definitely glad she was gone and Patty was officially ours.  Yet
I had to admit that woman sure knew how to fuck.

   We had already moved what little Patty owned, mostly clothes, a few
toys, from her house to ours that night we signed the papers.

   "We need to take Patty to the doctor tomorrow," Lisa said.  "But first
she needs a bath." Lisa saw to it.

   The next day found the three of us in the doctor's office.  Well
actually I was out in the waiting room and Lisa was with Patty in one of
the exam rooms.  After about an hour they called me to the exam room to
hear what the doctor had to say.  I was a little worried that they found
her hymen broken.  But by now it had been nearly two months and I'm sure
was healed, I hoped anyway.

   "Short of the labs showing something unusual, which I don't expect at
this time," the doctor began, "Patty is in good shape for her age.  She is
4 feet 7 inches tall."

   My guess wasn't off by much, thinking she was maybe 4 feet 6.

   The doctor continued.  "Her height is on the lower end of what a girl
her age should be.  This means her weight of 95 pounds, though a little
high for her age, is even a bit more on the high side for her height.  You
will want to make sure you and Patty make good nutritional choices and that
she has regular exercise."

   "Yes, we can do that," I told the doctor.  Patty and I already had our
own exercise program.  I hadn't felt this good in years.

   "Other than that she is in good health," the doctor stated.  "There is
only one serious concern."

   "What's that?" Lisa asked.  I knew what he was about to say.

   "Patty has lost her hymen," the doctor revealed.  "Now I don't know if
this was accidental, self exploration, or that she was physically abused.
There is no evidence of abuse so no reason to involve the authorities.  I
think that it would be beneficial if you got in to see a counselor to
explore this."

   "We just took custody of her yesterday," I told him.  "Her mother gave
up custody of her as we were able to care for Patty and she wasn't.  Her
mother is gone now and no one knows where." That seemed to satisfy the
doctor and we headed back home.

   We had moved Patty into the kids room.  That third night when we put her
to bed my wife gave her a kiss on the cheek.  Patty said she was taught
that family should always kiss on the lips.

   "Oh, OK," my wife said and leaned in for a kiss.  Patty kissed her full
on the mouth for several seconds.  My wife was surprised but tried not to
make a big deal about it.  She didn't want to make Patty feel
self-conscious about it.

   When I leaned in for a kiss Patty winked at me and then pulled my head
down to hers.  With Lisa standing behind me she couldn't see what Patty was
doing.  Patty sank her tongue into my mouth and gave me a quick but
luscious kiss that said more to me than just good night.

   Patty just continued going to school without interruption so I didn't
have any private time with her until Saturday.  My wife worked most of the
day on Saturday so Patty and I had it all to ourselves.

   Shortly after Lisa left Saturday morning Patty called out to me.  "Mr.
H, could you come here please?" She was calling from her bedroom.

   When I got there she was still in bed, sleeping in the futon bed we had
there.  It was actually a bunk bed, the bottom that could be a couch or bed
and the upper just a bed.  Patty was in the larger lower section.

   "Do you want to come check out my bed with me?" she asked.

   I sat on it and said, "Very nice."

   "Uh oh, you are breaking today's rules," she announced.  "You can't sit
on my bed with clothes on.  You have to take them off first."

   I smiled at her and said, "So this is the game we're going to play
today." I removed my clothes and then sat down again.

   "Uh oh, you are breaking the rules again," she said.

   "Now what?" I asked.

   "I'm under the covers so you have to be under the covers," she stated.
"That's the rules for today."

   As I got in bed with her she scooted away so that I couldn't really see
her.  But as soon as I was under the covers she came back to me and laid
her body on top of mine.  I was on my back, her chest was on mine, her legs
on either side of me.

   "I knew you could do it Mr.  H," she told me.  "I knew you could find a
way so I could live with you.  Now here's your first reward." She then slid
her body down so that her pussy met my hardened shaft.  A few pushes on her
part, a little wiggle here and there and I was deep inside of her.  She
then brought her knees up and began to fuck me.

   This is what I paid $10,000 for, a young girl who would fuck me whenever
she wanted and I was hoping she wanted to do it often.  At that moment I
regretted nothing.

   As Patty continued to slowly fuck me she began to talk to me.  "I know
you gave my mom $10,000 to keep me.  I hope you don't hate me for it."

   "Oh God no Patty," I blurted out.  "I mean it was a pathway I never
envisioned but after finding out more about your mom I am so glad your are
here with us.  I know your mom loved you and all, but with all the booze
and prostitution and drugs she just couldn't take care of you.  This was
for the best."

   "Do you remember that day I couldn't find the keys to the handcuffs?"
she asked.

   "Yes, that was scary," I told her.

   "Did you enjoy fucking my mom?" she asked me point blank.

   "It was OK," I replied.

   "I know that you went back to her a couple more times," she informed me.
"I even watched you once.  I want to be better than my mom for you Mr.  H."

   "You already are," I encouraged her.

   "I want to pay you back for the $10,000.  I'm going to pay you back,"
she promised.  "I mean it may not be with money, but maybe I can make you
feel good.  I know lots of ways.  I watched my mom bunches of times.  I've
already shown that I know how to do stuff.  I will be a good girl for you I
promise.  I will never cause you any trouble.  I will be your good little
daughter that you get to fuck."

   "Whatever we do Patty," I reminded her, "can never be shared with
anyone. Please, this has to be just between us.  Promise?"

   "Oh I know Mr.  H," she agreed.  "I promise, especially adults.  They
can never find out.  And Mrs.  H, I won't ever tell her, I promise.  She
would be so jealous if she knew you liked to fuck me more than her, so I
won't tell her.  I promise."

   "You feel so good right now Patty," I told her.

   "I really do feel better than Mrs.  H when you fuck her, don't I?" Patty
asked, just to be sure.

   "God Patty, I will never get used to you talking dirty like that," I
told her.  "Don't talk like that when others are around."

   "I will only talk like that when we're fucking," she said, "or other
special things we do together.  But you didn't answer me about Mrs.  H."

   "Patty, Mrs.  H.  and I have not had sex in a while, so yes, you feel
better than she does."

   "I knew it," she blurted out.  "But am I better than my mom, remember,
when you fucked her?"

   "Patty you are better than anyone I have ever fucked," I told her.  "You
are simply the best." At that very moment, with Patty wrapped around my
throbbing cock, there was no one else I wanted more.

   Patty certainly wanted my approval, I thought.  But I suddenly gave her
more than that.  Her slow fucking of me had a side effect.  My climax snuck
up on me and then pow, it was there.  I climaxed quickly, shooting my cum
up into her.  It was hard.  It was fast.  It was a lot.

   "Oh God, Patty, you make me feel so good." That put a smile on her face
and she just put her head down on my chest and relaxed.

   "I love you Mr.  H," she whispered, as she slowly fucked herself to her
own orgasm, somehow keeping me firm till she was done.

   A few days later my wife came to me and announced, "Well Shelly is
moving back home."

   "What?  What do you mean?" I asked.

   "She caught Randy screwing around once too often I guess," she
explained. "She's moving out, moving here actually, along with Silvia.  She
will need your help tomorrow getting her things.  She'll just let him have
the apartment.  Everything is in his name anyway."

   "Well I always hated that guy," I told Lisa.  "Silvia is the only good
thing that ever came from that bum."

   The next day I moved my daughter and granddaughter back into our home.
Shelly took the back bedroom.  Silvia moved into the kids room with Patty.

   That night after my daughter put Silvia to bed, my wife and I went in to
say goodnight.  "You two sleep well," I said.

   "Mrs.  H, are you forgetting something?" Patty asked.  I paused to think
but she jumped in, "Our kiss goodnight."

   "Oh yes, of course," my wife said.  Ever since Patty moved in she has
been giving us a kiss goodnight, on the lips.  When my wife Lisa is there,
we both get a kiss.  But when she is not there our kiss goodnight is so
much more, sometimes lasting a full minute.

   Patty was on the bottom bunk and Silvia on the top.  Lisa gave Silvia a
kiss first, on the lips, which is unusual for us but I guess was now a new
normal.  It was just a quick peck on the lips, but on the lips nonetheless.
She then gave Patty a kiss.  Patty put her hand to the back of Lisa's head,
holding her there for several seconds.  When Patty let her go, Lisa stood
up, her face a bit flushed, like she was embarrassed that I was there
watching.  "Good night you two," she said as she left me alone to give them
my goodnight kisses.

   I leaned down and gave Patty a nice kiss, about twice as long as my
wife's kiss.  Patty didn't need to hold my head for that.  When I looked up
I realized that Silvia had been watching the whole thing.  "Now Silvia's
turn," Patty announced.  Something about the way she said that made me
think Patty had coached Silvia about the special goodnight kiss Patty would
give me.  I was about to find out.

   I reached up to Silvia on the top bunk and pulled her toward me.  Patty
leaned way out so that she could watch.  Silvia closed her eyes and our
lips met.  There was some movement and then Silvia opened her mouth to me.
I followed suit, both of us slightly sucking our lips together.  The kiss
lasted a good 10 seconds before I leaned back, separating us.

   "I uh, well, uh, thank you Silvia," I stammered.  "Goodnight you two."

   As I left I heard Patty say, "Way to go Silvia.  That was great.  I knew
you could do it.  He got a stiffie too, I saw it." What was Patty up to, I
thought.

   With my daughter around I wasn't able to get with Patty at all.  After
two weeks without sex, just goodnight kisses, my wife surprised me with her
plans.  "Honey, Shelly and I want to just get away for a few days.  We'll
head to the cabin.  You can manage the girls can't you?"

   "Of course Lisa," I agreed.  "Take as long as you need.  I'm not going
anywhere."

   They left the following Friday morning and wouldn't be back until the
next Monday.  I got the girls to school Friday and then headed to the local
Adam and Eve store.  Patty, always thinking ahead, had made out a shopping
list for me that included some bed restraints, a blindfold, even a ball
gag.

   Every night I had been giving the girls good night kisses, with Silvia
becoming more and more at ease with it all.  Though we never spoke about
it, we all seemed to know that when Shelly or Lisa were around, we kept the
kisses somewhat short.  When they weren't we began to take more and more
liberties.

   Late Friday, probably an hour after I had put them to bed, Patty snuck
into my bedroom.  "Did you get the stuff?" she asked.

   "Everything on your list," I told her.  She then helped me set up the
bed restraint system, warning me to be very quiet so we didn't wake up
Silvia.  It wasn't long before I found myself fastened to the bed,
blindfolded, with the ball gag in my mouth.

   "I just want to make sure Silvia's asleep," she said.  "I'll be right
back." I couldn't answer her as I had that damn ball in my mouth.

   A minute later I heard Patty come back in.  "I'm shutting the door so
that we can at least make a little noise."

   "Are you ready to be fucked Mr.  H?" she asked.

   "Uh huh," I grunted.

   Patty sucked on my dick to get it hard.  She wasn't quite as firm or
rough with me as she has been in the past.  But I got hard none-the-less.
She then straddled me.  Taking my hard shaft she rubbed it across her
opening a few times and then slowly pushed me into her pussy.

   She seemed so tight tonight, more than usual.  She went down on me only
about an inch then lifted back up before sliding back down again, this time
going a bit further.  She suddenly stopped.  I could hear her whimper a
little and then push down hard on me, sending me deep inside of her.

   Oh God she was tight tonight.  She started lifting her body nearly off
me and then driving herself down hard, sending me ever deeper into her
vise-like grip.  After several more of these up-and-down movements she had
me all the way inside of her.

   Patty fucked me like she hasn't fucked me since that first day.  She was
wonderful.  She got into a good rhythm and kept it up.  She leaned forward
and undid my gag.  "Do you want to eat my pussy?" she asked.

   "As soon as I cum," I told her.

   "No, now," she stated and was suddenly pushing her pussy into my mouth.
"Lick me Mr.  H."

   The problem was this.  If this was Patty's pussy, then who was fucking
me?  Patty was rocking her hips, pushing her pussy into my mouth as she
removed my blindfold.

   I looked up and sure enough, it was Patty I was eating.  I instantly
knew who was fucking me.  Patty saw me looking at her so she dismounted me.
There in front of me, fucking me for all she was worth was my granddaughter
Silvia.  That was the moment my body decided it needed to cum, and cum I
did.  I pushed myself upwards and shot load after load into my
granddaughter's pussy.

   That was apparently what Silvia needed to set her off as her orgasm
struck her hard.  She fell forward onto my chest and began squeezing her
knees into my sides as her climax washed through her.  Patty released my
restraints and I held Silvia tight as she eventually calmed down.

   She looked up at me and asked, "Did I do OK grandpa?"

   "You were better than OK darling," I reassured her.  "Both of you were,
you two little rascals.  I think for tonight you two can just sleep here in
my King-sized bed."

   They both giggled as Patty tossed the restraints off the bed.  We
climbed under the covers and snuggled together, soon falling asleep.

   Needless to say the three of us spent a lot of time in bed that weekend.

   The End (until I caught Patty in bed with someone else)