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    Chapter five  Tiny Tiger on the loose
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  [Eight years earlier]

  The kids as always, were a handful, but Bubba Larren Sr. didn't really 
mind.  He had planned to have more kids, but after his wife passed away
it all he could do to make ends meet and keep the house.  It was just
one of the reasons he never minded when Opal Brazil dropped Carol and
JR for him to babysit.  He always got a laugh at watching little Carol
compete for attention with her brother and his own son Bubba.  He even
got a bigger kick out of watching the little girl boss around his son.

   The black man also loved seeing Carol do her gymnastics routine.
Even though she was only seven, she was already an expert on several
things that the older girls still had yet to master.   He looked at her
and tried to figure out what the hell race she was.  Her skin was tanned
so dark she could be hispanic, but the tyke had a slightly oriental
look to her eyes and fat lips even for a youngster.  He wondered briefly
if the little girl would turn out to be a sexy little vixen like her
mother.  He vowed if he ever had a chance the junk dealer would put the 
wood to the lovely widow.

    He doted on the litte girl as if she were his own and saw that she
had him wrapped her little finger the same way she controlled Bubba.  
The three kids had finally settled down for the night (they had all
fallen asleep watching USA UP ALL NIGHT). So when the father had heard
the expected storm beginning to batter the house, the black man lit the 
fireplace, lit a cigarette and began to drum his cock while thinking 
about Opal.  'Certainly, he thought, if the woman had been getting it
regular from her runt of a husband, then she must be missing it right
about now.  A woman needs and desires need to be fulfilled.' He reasoned
with a male point of view.  It was a task he thought himself perfectly 
suited for.

    The lightning roared outside and thundered against the house.  He
had almost drifted off to sleep when he heard a small voice call to him.

   "Mr. Larren?"

   He turned and saw the seven year old Carol Brazil sitting on the
stairs, sucking her thumb while the other hand held a ragged teddy bear.  
"Carol, honey, what are you doing up?  You should be sleeping."

   Carol removed the thumb in her mouth.   "The storm it woke me up.  Can
I watch the fire with you?"

   The little girl looked so adorable.  How could he deny her anything?
"Well, okay.  But you have to keep quiet."

   Completely ignoring the mans words.  She pumped her fist in the air.
"Alright!"  She went to the bannister and slid down it, her long nightie
raising up her over her little bum.

   Little Carol came off the bannister smoothly, and then immediately 
went to the window.  "Wow! Look at it come down, Mr. Larren!  I gotta
see!  I'm gonna look though the screen door okay?"

   "Sure....NO!"  Too late he remembered the previous storm had destroyed
the screen door.  As soon she opened the door, the storm hit her full force
soaking the girl in an instant!  In a flash he had slammed the door shut
and looked down at the tiny girl with squinted eyes.  "Dammit! Look at you!
you're a mess!"

   The seven year old looked up at the giant man.  Her eyes widened with
fear for just a second and then the elf little grin that erased all anger.

  "Gotta love me, Mr. Larren."

   The big man tilted his head and actually roared with laughter.  "You
little mouse, you just had to be so cute.  Good thing you are.  Now lift
up your arms."

   Carol did as she was told as her nightie was lifted from her body.  The
little girl wondered why Mr. Larren was looking at her so funny.  "What's
wrong, Mr. Larren?"

   Too things were wrong.  One, he had noticed that Carol was unusually
cute for a youngster and he didn't even want to think any further then 
that.  Secondly, the girl had no panties!  She was buck naked and smiling
up at him.  "Carol Honey, where are your panties?"

   "I don't like them, so after I go to bed I take them off.  Since I knew
Mom dropping us off, I just didn't wear any.  You won't tell Mom will you?"

  Once again he grinned, "No.  Little Carol, it will be our secret."

  "Oh, Mr. Larren, You are always so nice to me."  Suddenly the seven year
threw her little body against his.  She so small, she just hugged his thigh
letting her small head rest against his crotch.  She barely noticed through
the man's thin fabic, the bulge that was slowly developing.  When she 
stepped back.  She didn't know it, but her hand was resting and gripping
lengthening hose.  Once again, she looked up at him.   "What do we do 
now Mr. Larren?"

   The large black fought against certain thoughts.  He turned away.  "Just
stay there for a second.  Quickly he went into a hall closet and produced
a towel.  He went to his large comfortable chair and sat down, making
the little girl stand between his legs.

  "We'll just lay out your nightie by the fire, so it can dry.  Stand here
in front of me."  The little girl obeyed and let the man towel her dry.

  Completely innocent of her preteen nudity, she grinned, infecting the
man with sweetness.  "Flip for a quarter?"  Whenever the ice cream man
came around and Carol needed money, the deal of a backflip for a quarter
was standard with the two.  

  Rolling his eyes at her attempt to cash in her gleeful manner, he shook
his head.  "Later for sure. Um, lets see..."  He was very aware of her
nakedness and found himself fumbling for words.  Carol interjected her
own thought.

  "Wanna see my handstand pushups?  I can only do two, but no one else
can do it."  Without waiting for approval, Carol went to a handstand
and gritted out one pushup. When she began to split her legs open, Larren
grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, landing her on her feet.

   "Stop that!  Look just stand there. Just look cute."

   Carol put her thumb to her mouth.  "That's easy."  The seven year old
locked eyes with him, making him smile just for the heck of it.

He sat back for a second, wondering if he could use one of his shirts as
a pajama for the girl.  She was so small for her age that he was certain it
would no problem.  Before he could speak, Carol crawled quickly into his
lap, snuggling up so that her head rested on his massive chest.   "My daddy
used to let me stay just like this in his lap before...."

   Bubba Sr. didn't have to hear the rest.  "I know honey, I know."  He 
stroked her soft skin.  It was intoxicating.  Even though she was just a 
little seven year old and small for her age at that, soft skin was just
that and he could feel his large penis stirring further.  He stroked her
head instead of her shoulders hoping that he could will away his thick
member from becoming erect, but the little minx was constantly shifting 
in his lap.  He looked down at her and she tilted her head back.

   "Daddy would kiss me ten times to let me know that he loved me.  I...I
know I'm silly but would you be my daddy...just for a while."  He saw tears
welling in her eyes as she pouted her own fat lips and waited for a kiss.  

   'She may be have the body of a five year old, but her lips are just like
a woman's', He thought for a moment.  The little girl reminded him of those
rich women he worked for who had the collagen lip injections.  She puckered
her lips just once more and he lowered his head.  As he did, the youngster 
put her arms around his neck and kept her eyes wide opened as he kissed the
seven year old sweetheart ten times.  Each time he kissed her, another lurch 
would go through his fat penis and it would stiffen.  By the tenth kiss, 
The black man was sure he felt her tounge and now he was rockhard and his 
ten inch black cock was struggling to burst free.

   After the final kiss, Carol beamed a killer smile and looked down.
"Wow! Yep! Just like daddy."

   Larren saw that Carol was looking at his erection throbbing through his
thinning pajamas.  He was even more shocked when Carol stated rubbing it 
for him.   "Daddy always had me do this too.  Is...is it okay?"

   Larren's bull dick had no conscience.  The little tyke knew just how
hard to rub his lenthening cock shaft, she turned her head back and forth
watching his hard cock leap and down.   He tried to delay the inevitable by
questioning the youngster.  "Y..you're daddy used to make you do this...
this rubbing thing?"

   Carol continued moving her hand back and forth.  "Oh no!  He never made
me.  I wanted it to do it for him.  Papa said, 'that it relieved tension.'
and that 'all dads had a special muscle.'  I used to do it every night for
him after my bath."

   Larren was now slightly moving his hips.  'It won't be long now',
he thought.  "Special Muscle?"

   The littlest Brazil made a frown.  "You know.  The one along your leg.
Daddy said, it was right beside a mans thingie, and not "it", So it's okay.
You have to watch out for dirty men you know."

   The older man nodded his head.  "Oh yes I know."  So that's how the old 
buzzer did it.  He would tell his daughter, its just a special part of a 
man leg and the elf in all of her innocence was jacking off her old man 
every night!  He listened to the young girl still spilling the beans.

   Carol giggled and pressed both hands on his shaft, her small ass still
damp from the storm, shifted into his hand.  Her cheeks were so small, that
indeed one hand could contain them.  "When Mom would go visit her mother,
Daddy would dress me up in my sunday best clothes and I would rub all of the
the men at his poker parties or football games.  It was so much fun!  The
men would all hug me and kiss me and I had to do was rub their special
muscles.  Some of them even videotaped me."  Her hands stopped.  "Do you
think I'll be famous someday?"

   Bubba cleared his throat.  He was just about to blow his load.  "Honey,
I can see you're gonna be very well known.  Keep rubbing dear."

   "Yes daddy."  She resumed her two handed jackoff of the man's ten inch
organ.  "But you know something sir. Your muscle is a lot bigger then any
of theirs."

   "Really."  'Keep talking you little jackoff artist.  Just keep talking' 
was all the big man thought.

   Carol was fascinated by the huge muscle.  It looked like a boys thingie',
she thought, 'but it's way too big to be that'  She looked up at her best
friends father.  He was always nice to her and made her behave.  The little
girl didn't know why, but she always appreciated the limits he put on them
whenever they babysat.  She made up her mind that he was going to be her 
surrogate father.  She firmed her grip.  "You take a long time to relieve
tension, daddy.  I like that.  WOW! Your muscle stop is really really big
too!"

    The big man was moving around himself now, jerking a bit every few
moments.  "Mu..Muscle Stop?"  

   The seven year giggled again.  "This part silly."  Her small hand was
wrapped securely just below his head, her small thumb flicking at his glans.
Only her belief in that her daddy would never lie made her believe that she
wasn't handling a black man's well hung prick.  The other hand tried without
success to cap the fat head.  "Yeah, you sure have a big one daddy.  It's
the biggest one I've ever relieved."  Carol looked really sad for a second, 
but her pulling and rubbing never stopped.

   Bubba in spite of the fact, the seven year old girl had him ready to
blow his wad, was truly concerned.   "What's wrong, little honey?"

   "This is the part where Daddy would give me our secret kiss.  I..I guess
it doesn't have to be a secret anymore."

   Larren smiled.  He wanted to soothe the girls grief as much as he wanted
relief.  "It can be OUR secret now, Carol."  He lowered his head and once
again kissed the youngster.  This time he accepted her tounge into her 
mouth.  The instant he did, he heard a small moan from the seven year old.
That did it.  His fat ten inch cock broke through the flimsy snaps.  Her
hand slipped once and was filled with the mans gigantic dork.  His body
shuddered as his thick black dong was masturbated by the little girl.  He
kept kissing the girl, keeping her head back as one small hand stayed just
below his pulpy applesized knob.  

   One more moan, and his will broke, his cock burst coating the little
girls hand and landing in thick blobs all along her lithe nubile form.
When he broke the kiss, he heard  a hushed "Anytime Daddy" and the sound of
gentle snoring.  Even more gently, he picked up the l'il darling and placed
her light form on his couch.

   In typical childlike fashion, the cute little tyke used all of her 
energy to 'relieve his tension' and then fell asleep in his arms during
their kiss.  It was a great relief.  Carol was innocent but if she saw
his raging hardon, there would have been trouble a plenty.  He looked down
at her naked form, small portions of his semen still painted on her smooth
tanned form and felt a gentle stirring in his groin again.  He ignored it 
and went about cleaning the sleeping girl and then dressing and covering 
her with a blanket.

   The orgasm little Carol Brazil had given him had tired him a bit and
took enough edge off to allow him to fall asleep by the fireplace.  Two
hours later, The man felt a light weight in his lap and opened his eyes
to see his surrogate daughter snuggling in again.  Her hand dropped to his
lap and once again the little girl began snoring.  

   He moved her away and let her rest.  Inwardly he vowed never to let the
girl touch him again.  She was just too sweet and trusted him explicitly. 
A once in a lifetime thing he figured.  Betraying his previous thoughts
He stroked her straight black hair.

   'The little minx!' He thought. 'I better make sure I babysit you from
now on.  Someday, you are gonna be one hot little babe and I want to be
there when you bloom.'  He wrapped one arm around her and joined her in
blissful sleep.

                            *To be Continued*





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