From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: EDWARD'S CHILDREN 9   
      
   By bobandcarole   
      
       Story Code: MF Mg Mf fgg bg Fb ped / pedo inc hetero oral anal ws   
      
       Chapter 9 AMY TELLS ABOUT ROBERT   
      
       I was in the shower reflecting on our day and turning around, I was   
   confronted by a naked seven year old with her face up against the window,   
   "Ha, ha!  I can see your willie," she sang.  I covered myself, "You little   
   imp, you're asking for a spanking!" I said and she ran off.   
      
       I slipped on a robe and returned to the lounge to find her gulping down   
   a glass of wine.  "Hey, be careful," I warned, "you'll make yourself ill   
   and get some clothes on." She skipped off to her room.  I got myself a   
   drink and stretched out on the sofa.  Returning from her room in my wearing   
   my oversized rugby shirt, she took a running jump at me, launched herself   
   on top of me sitting on my chest, her legs draped either side, her naked   
   pussy twelve inches from my face.  Close enough for me to smell the feint   
   odour of stale little girl piss.  Her soft, white, puffy, lips parted ever   
   so slightly exposing the hint of damp pink interior.  "Tell me a story,"   
   she demanded.  "What kind of story?" I asked.  "Tell me about Amy in the   
   forest with the trolls," she replied.  "No, I'm not telling you any more   
   secret stories," I told her.  "Please, please, please," she cried.  "No,   
   it's not fair," I said to her, "I tell you my secrets and you don't tell me   
   your secrets.  You see my interesting willie and your willie's boring!   
   It's just not fair." "Please, please tell me!" she said slurring her speech   
   and hiccupping.  "If I tell you more secret stories what will you give me?"   
   I asked.  She put her finger to her mouth and thought.  "I'll let you touch   
   my willie," she offered.  "That's no good," I told her, "Your willie's   
   boring." She thought again.  "What can I give you then?" she asked.  "Let's   
   start with a kiss while I'm thinking," I said.   
      
       Her face beamed a smile as she threw her naked frame forward and with   
   soft sweet innocence she pressed her lips against me as hard as she could.   
   "Wow!" I spluttered through her lips, "Not so hard!  I want a tender kiss,   
   like you kiss your boyfriends," I told her.  Looking into my eyes she   
   giggled, "That's how I kiss my boyfriends," she said.  "Well that's NOT   
   like I kiss my girlfriends," I said.  I could see her thinking.  She   
   lowered herself to me again, this time with her lips parted.  I slipped one   
   hand around her back and the other over her silky soft, bare bottom and we   
   kissed tenderly, her open mouth on mine, I allowed the tip of my tongue to   
   trace her sweet lips.  I raised my hand from her back to stroke her face   
   tenderly as we kissed.  It was a moment of beauty, music played, angels   
   sang, my little seven year old lover and I were kissing.  How many years I   
   had yearned to kiss her lips.  To feel her little pink tongue on mine.  She   
   sat up.  I could feel the heat on my chest from her pussy hole.  Was she   
   getting 'hot', I wondered.  "Hmmmm," I sighed, "That was lovely." "Do I get   
   my story now?" she asked.  "It was a lovely kiss but I can't tell you any   
   more secrets until you tell me your secrets," I said.  "What secrets?" she   
   asked.   
      
       "I told you, I am Merlin and I saw secrets in your head this morning   
   that's what gave me the headache.  I can either look inside your mind or   
   you can tell me," I said.  She sat thinking.  "I saw you had a secret with   
   someone called Robert," I said, "Who's Robert?" She gasped bringing her   
   hands up to cover her bright red face.  The look on her face said it all -   
   how did he know about Robert?  "Tell me your secret with Robert," I   
   commanded.  "But then it won't be a secret," she said.  "If you won't tell   
   me I'll look into your mind and see your secret but then you don't get a   
   story," I threatened.  "OK, I'll tell you," she said, "Robert is my friend   
   and he has touched my willie and I have touched his." "I know that, I saw   
   that this morning," I said, "But there's more, you must tell me   
   everything." She again paused for thought.  "Do you promise not to tell my   
   mom?" she asked.  "I promise!" I said, making a cross over my heart with my   
   finger.  "Robert put his willie inside my willie," she said, "He calls it   
   his penis." Those words sent an electric shock right down to the tip of my   
   knob and my dick lurched unseen behind her back.   
      
       "How old is Robert?" I asked.  "He's ten," she replied.  "And how do you   
   know Robert?" I asked.  "He lives in our complex and my mom has coffee with   
   his mom," she replied.  "When did you first show each other your willies?"   
   I asked.  "When I was little," she replied.   
      
       Why is it that all little kids think they're big kids and were little   
   such a long time ago - like last month!  "Tell me how Robert came to put   
   his penis inside you." I said.  "Robert told me he does stuff with his   
   auntie, he calls it nooky.  He asked me if I wanted to play nooky, so I   
   said OK and he showed me how to play," she said.  "What did he show you?" I   
   asked.  "He showed me how his auntie rubbed his penis up and down to make   
   it bigger and he showed me how he puts his penis inside his auntie's   
   willie," she said.  "Did it hurt when he put his penis inside you?" I   
   asked. "No, first time was a bit uncomfortable but then Robert spit on his   
   penis and then it was OK," she said.  "What did it feel like?" I asked.   
   "It just felt funny, I don't think he did it right first time but next time   
   it felt nice," she said.  "Which hole did he put his penis in?" I asked.   
      
       Raising her knees, she put a hand either side of her pussy lips and she   
   pulled them so far apart it looked painful.  "In there," she said, pointing   
   to her little love canal.  I could see deep inside her pink velvet tunnel   
   as she held herself open, she was wet inside.  Were her juices flowing or   
   was it just natural dampness, I wondered.   
      
       By this time I felt like my dick was going to explode.  My beautiful   
   innocent little seven year old sweetheart was giving me the details of her   
   sex life with her ten year old friend and showing me the inside of the hole   
   he'd fucked.  "Did he just put it in there and leave it there?" I asked.   
   "No, silly," she replied, releasing her labia lips, "He moved it in and   
   out, he told me that he was trying to make stuff called sperm." "What do   
   you mean?" I asked.  "He told me that his auntie told him if he rubbed his   
   penis in a girl's willie he would make sperm so he pushed his penis   
   backwards and forwards into my willie to try and make sperm." She   
   explained. "Did he make sperm?" I asked.  "No, he thinks he's too young,"   
   she said.  "Where did you do this nooky stuff?" I asked.  "In his bedroom   
   or in my bedroom when we played together," she said.  "Do you like doing   
   nooky?" I asked.  She blushed.  I cupped her face in my hands and tenderly   
      
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