("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Amy First - 2 by WelshKF (welshkf@netzero.com) *** Amy learns a little more. (Mg, ped, oral) *** After lunch Amy sat on the back porch with her Popsicle. It was one of those long, skinny ones. Cherry flavored. That was her favorite. Her soft, smooth lips slipped over the end of it and she thought about Tommy. She recalled how his thingy felt so much different than the Popsicle. This was cold and sticky, while Tommy's thingy was warm and soft feeling. Amy was deep in thought and didn't notice the man walking up with a suitcase. "Well, hello there!" the man said. Amy looked up and saw a man, a little younger than her daddy standing there. "Hello mister!" she said politely. "That looks like a very nice Popsicle you have!" he said, smiling down at her. "Thanks." She said. "It's cherry. That's my favorite." The man said his name was something like Fuller Brush man. She thought that sounded funny. He asked if her daddy or mommy was at home. Amy nodded and went inside and brought her mommy out. She sat down on the porch again and watched them shake hands and go into the house. Amy finished her Popsicle and threw the stick away. The man was in there for a little while and when he came out with mommy he said, "Thank you Ma'am. If you have any problems, just call my company!" Amy watched the man tip his hat and walk down the dirt road. Mommy went back in the house. Amy watched the man walk a little ways, and then he turned back. He smiled at her and pointed to the barn. The man walked off the road and towards the barn, motioning for her to follow. Amy felt a little curious and walked down the road and into the barn. The man was sitting on a bale of hay. "You really like Popsicles, don't you sweetheart?" he said. Amy replied, "Uh huh!" "Well" the man said. "I have something much better than a Popsicle. Would you like to see it?" Amy nodded innocently and saw the man open his pants. He lifted up a little and pushed them down. In the streak of light, thru the boards Amy could see the man's thingy. It was a lot bigger than Tommy's and didn't have any skin over its end. The man said something about it being his Mansicle, and how it was better for little girls because it wouldn't rot their teeth. He told Amy to come closer and kneel down in front of him. Since this was a time when children obeyed grownups, she did so. The man told Amy that he would like her to suck it, like she did the Popsicle. Amy had to open her mouth real wide. At first, she could only fit just the very end of it in her mouth. The man was talking real nice. His hands rubbed her hair as he told her to relax and try to take a little more. The man's thingy got bigger in her mouth. She thought about how it was so much warmer than Tommy's. She tried to relax and found she could take almost two inches now. The man was making funny sounds and telling her what a good girl she was being. He was saying things like, "Suck it. Suck it good!" Her lips were stretched around it as far as she could. She could feel the man's thingy throbbing. "Yes sweetheart!" the man said. "Suck my cock!" Then the man made a really funny sound. His hand was on the top of her head and held her head tightly. "Uhhhhhhh!!!" he groaned. "Ahhh yes!!!!" Amy felt him throb a lot and then something thick and warm squirted into her mouth. It tasted kind of salty and sort of like chalk. She could feel it trying to go down her throat. A lot of it seeped out of her full lips. When the man stopped moving and let go of her head, she took her mouth of his thingy. The stuff dribbled down her chin and she tried to swallow. "God you're a great little cocksucker sweetheart!" the man said, gasping. He quickly pulled back up his pants and left the barn in a hurry. Amy walked back to the house and found her mommy sitting at the kitchen table. Her mommy looked like she was thinking as Amy got up in a chair beside her. Amy saw her mommy's pretty fingers rubbing along some of the long, thick handles of the brushes. Her mommy's eyes opened really wide and she looked shocked when Amy said, "Mommy? Am I really a good cocksucker?" Her mommy made her tell everything about the man and what happened in the barn. By the time they rushed outside the man was long gone, never to be heard from again. Amy didn't understand when some policemen came and asked her a bunch of funny questions. Her mommy told her that the man did a very bad thing. But Amy didn't think so. He seemed really nice. She remembered how her daddy was really mad and said funny things about "killing the man". She remembered how Matt looked kinda nervous and didn't say anything. A few weeks passed and daddy had to go out of town again. One night she heard funny sounds from mommy's bedroom. Amy walked silently to the door and peeked in. There, on the bed was her brother Matt, naked. Beside him, also naked was her mommy. Mommy was moving her mouth down and up on Matt's thingy. Amy could see her mommy's hand between his legs moving back and forth. Just then, the floor creaked and mommy and Matt looked up. Mommy looked really afraid. Amy walked into the room and said to Matt. "I guess mommy is part of the secret club, huh?" Something really wonderful would happen to Amy that night. *** *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 52