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Cartoon Time
Written by Poker
Alison and Jackie, though only related by marriage, were like sisters. In fact, it was through Jackie that Dave had first met his wife; the two women had been to school together. Today was to be one of their rare chances to go off and do stuff on their own. Peter, Jackie's husband, was away on business. Jane was at a dance workshop for the day. That left Debbie. So it was Dave who had been persuaded to babysit. He had work to do anyway, so didn't mind too much.
"OK you two" said Dave. "If you are going to catch that bus, you'd better get moving."
"God yes" acknowledged Alison, looking at her watch.
"And Ali..... Try not to spend too much. I know what you and Jackie are like on your shopping trips."
"You cheeky..."
"I was joking Ali! Honest!"
The two women rushed around, getting their bags together. Jackie went through to the living room, where Debbie was already watching cartoons on the TV.
"Don't let Debbie watch TV all day. She knows how to operate the video and will stay there forever if you let her."
"OK Sis."
"Don't work all day, spend some time with Debbie. You know you are her favourite Uncle" instructed Alison as she kissed Dave lightly on the lips.
"I'm her only Uncle" he replied, squeezing Alison's curvaceous bum.
"There is that..." laughed Alison.
Finally, having both kissed Debbie and told her to behave, the two women left. It was like the passing of a hurricane. 'Peace at last' thought Dave, as he poured himself another coffee.
Dave knew that, once he got started on his work, he was likely to forget the time. So he went through to the living room, to spend some time with Debbie first. "Hi there Debs. Whatya watching?" "The Lion King. It's my favourite." replied Debbie, and turned back to the TV. "It's my favourite too." Dave said, thinking 'At least, my favourite kiddie's video'. He sat down on the sofa and put his coffee cup on the table next to him.
Debbie was lying on the floor in front of the TV. Her little denim skirt had ridden up and Dave could see her lovely pale yellow panties. Knowing he shouldn't, Dave stared at the 4 year old's creamy smooth legs and her cute little bum. As he watched, his dick grew hard and he gently stroked it through his jeans. Debbie lifted her feet and kicked them back and forth as she watched the animal antics. With every kick, the tight material of her panties stretched and pulled, outlining the bulge of her little pussy.
Dave had always been attracted to young girls. For as long as he could remember, he had got hard looking at their cute little bodies. He'd never done anything though. He'd always been too scared that they would scream and he would end his life locked up, frightened to bend down in the showers. He had plucked up enough courage to download plenty of child porn onto his computer. He'd even bought some videos from a guy he'd met on the net. But actually do anything? Never!
Dave continued to stare at his little niece's glorious body. He was sure, as he looked, that he could just make out the slit of her cunny through the tightly stretched material. With a sigh, Dave reached for his coffee and drained it. "Debs darling, I have to do some work. Will you be OK watching the telly for a while?"
"Yes Uncle Dave."
"I'll just be next door in my study, so come and get me if you need anything."
"All right Uncle Dave. Can I watch another video after this one?"
"Of course you can my darling. But after that we'll do something else, play a game, or paint or something. OK?"
"Yes Uncle Dave."
Dave got up, his boxers uncomfortably constricting his hard-on, and left his gorgeous little niece there. He went to his study and began going over the estimates for his latest contract bid.
Dave stretched and rubbed the back of his neck. His back was stiff and his head swimming with figures. He glanced at his watch. 'God! twelve o'clock! I've been in here two hours, and not a peep from Debbie.' He got up from his desk and arched his back, trying to get rid of the tightness there. He strolled out of the room and stopped in the doorway of the living room. Dave's jaw dropped. Debbie was lying on the floor, in front of the TV. On the screen, a the brightly coloured figure of a little Japanese schoolgirl bounced up and down on her teacher's massive dick. Debbie was watching 'Tokyo Schoolgirl Sluts'!.....(cont)
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