A Large Stiff One (ALSO), part 2

Written by The Englishman

A short(ish) note before the story.

First, I'd like to offer my apologies for the delay in posting this second and what should have been, final part of A Large Stiff One. I won't bore you with the details but shit happens and I got my full share in the last couple of years.

I also have to apologise for the fact that this is not the final part - Millie got hold of me in a way that I hate. She took over the story and my emotions and my ability to write in a controlled and objective way about her. The story will have one more part and it won't take as long as this one did - gods I hope not.

Third apology - I can't leave well enough alone. During the dark lonely days of my absence, I couldn't leave Millie alone. I have revised and rewritten some of the first part. Not a lot and you can leave it if you so choose. Just a some corrections to grammar and spelling and rewrites of some confusing paragraphs with a few small but important (to me) additions.

Life is more serene now and I hope to live out my days in comparative tranquillity - if that isn't tempting fate then I don't know what is. Hopefully I'll get to finish some unfinished stuff like Plonker - I need closure on that one...



Usual obligatory warning stuff follows: If you're too young to read this, you probably won't take any notice if I tell you to stop now. If you believe that this story is anything but fantasy, without a hint of reality, then you should seek help.

In real life, sexual activity with minors is a selfish destructive activity - hopefully leading to imprisonment for the perpetrators and certainly leading to permanent harm for the victims. It's a certain fact that fucking with a child's mind or body will leave permanent damage to the child and destroy that most precious gift of innocence that should be every child's right.

Enjoy the fantasy...



A Large Stiff One (ALSO), part 2

I watched her pert little naked bottom disappear through the bathroom door and waited until I heard the sound of the shower before I got out my cell phone and made some calls. It wasn't exactly a secret from Millie but I didn't want her to inadvertently say anything to her father before things were settled. Some people get a bit funny about other people interfering in their lives.

The shower was still running when I'd finished talking. I entered the bathroom, noting the discarded bandage on the floor, and pulled back the shower curtain. She didn't seem in the least surprised at my sudden appearance.

"Hi," she said cheerily. "come to do my back?"

I just stood there staring at her. Maybe one day, a long time in the future, I might get used to the thrill of seeing little Millie naked - I certainly wasn't in a hurry for that to happen.

"Uh? Yes, I mean of course," I stammered after several seconds of feasting my eyes and my imagination on the sight of her cute little body.

"You don't have to, if you don't want to" she said with a half smile. "Last time I got you wet, you were a bit cross with me."

"The last TWO times," I said, emphasising the two, "you managed to soak my clothes."

"I bet that's just an excuse to get your shorts off," she giggled. "You'd better hurry up then or we'll be late for lunch,".

I dropped my shorts in record time, hardly having time to marvel at how her attitude to nudity had changed in the last hour or two. It was the same ten-year-old girl. The same giggly sexy little temptress but her fear and apprehension of my seeing her naked had completely evaporated now. I stepped into the shower, feeling her eyes scrutinising me, drifting over my body and settling with calm satisfaction on my erect cock. If anything, I was the self-conscious one now.

"I see you brought your own loofah," she giggled. "You gonna do my back with that?"

"Not just your back," I grinned, grabbing the bar of soap from her hand as I knelt in front of her.

She looked at me thoughtfully. Her expression clearly showed that she was just as aware as I was that my erect penis was almost at the same level as the junction of her thighs. I pretended not to notice as I worked up a lather on my hands and began to slather the foam over her chest.

She wriggled and squirmed as I soaped her little body. Giggling when it tickled and sighing with pleasure when it didn't. My soapy hands slid over her smooth skin, feeling every inch of her. Gently massaging her back and slipping downwards to her firm little bottom. She gasped when my slippery fingers slithered between the cheeks of her bottom, carefully caressing her little crack and very gently probing the tiny opening.

"Not there," she gasped as my finger pressed gently but firmly at her anus. ......(cont)

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This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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