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Archive name: kcest07.txt (mf, teens and pre-teens, inc)
Authors name: JD (address defunct)
Story title : Kidcest 7: Encounter With Cindy

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KIDCEST - 7 of 21 Chapters
by JD

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CHAPTER SEVEN: Encounter With Cindy


One night, about two weeks after my panty-soaking began, 
I stayed over-night at Tim's and Cindy seemed to notice 
me for the first time. We were all at the dinner table. 
Tim was talking to his mom and I had glanced across the 
table at Cindy. She looked at me, and our glances locked 
for what seemed like minutes. We were both totally out 
of touch with our surroundings.

As I looked into her eyes, my thoughts were of her 
cotton panties pressed tight against her bald little 
pussy. Did she know that between her legs, next to her 
smooth little mound, was soft cotton that had once been 
soaked with my jism? With my eyes, I told her; over and 
over again.

It was almost as if she understood my thoughts. Then our 
private telepathic conversation was interrupted by her 
brother's question. "What do you think, Steve?" he 
asked. I had no idea what he was talking about. I had 
been isolated in a private sphere with his sister, 
oblivious to anything going on around the table. I 
noticed that she smiled shyly and then looked away as I 
stuttered in confusion.

Later, Cindy, Tim and I went into the TV room to watch 
"Nightmare on Elm Street." Their mom had already gone to 
bed, having finished her customary bottle of wine. Cindy 
came into the room wearing her nightgown -- a short 
flannel thing that came down to about mid-thigh. As she 
lay on her stomach in front of the TV, I got an 
occasional glance of her panties. After the first couple 
of glimpses, I recognized her underwear as the flower-
print panties I had first squirted my cum into.

As Tim and I sat on the couch, I continued to get brief, 
occasional glances of Cindy's panties as she 
repositioned herself on the floor. Sometimes I also got 
a peek of her inner thigh or of her smooth, round 
buttocks protruding from beneath the leg band.

I tried not to make myself obvious when I stole these 
peeks, unsure of what Tim would do if he caught me 
eyeing his sister. I was also worried about Tim or Cindy 
noticing the hardness that was slowly taking over my 
crotch. But that became less of a problem when Tim got 
up to go to the bathroom, and I could reach inside the 
waistband of my jeans to lay my hard-on flat against my 
stomach.

And I guess something stopped being a problem for Cindy 
too. Because what had been all-too-brief, seemingly 
accidental peeks at her panties had suddenly become a 
full spread. Cindy had grabbed a big pillow from the 
floor and positioned herself over it. In doing so, her 
nightgown scooted up just below her butt. Her knees were 
bent slightly as the pillow was under her stomach and I 
could see a full view of her panties as they covered her 
butt. I was in heaven!

Just as I became sure this exhibition was accidental and 
that she had no idea she was arousing me, Cindy changed 
positions again, this time spreading her legs widely 
apart, giving me a complete view of her crotch. I 
thought to myself that she had to know what she was 
showing me!

As I stared at the familiar, flower-print cotton 
stretched across her crotch, I could see the outline of 
her immature cunt-lips, extending back to merge with her 
buttocks. I could have sworn I saw a wet spot where her 
crack was, but I dismissed this as impossible, because 
she was only nine years old. I desperately wanted to 
believe that this immature nymph wanted to explore sex 
as badly as I did. But I knew this was simply 
impossible. That realization didn't keep me from 
enjoying the view, however.

In a few moments, Cindy shifted her position again, this 
time completely blocking my view of her scantily-covered 
crotch. Oh well, for the better, I thought, because Tim 
came back in the room a second later. Shortly after 
that, Cindy stood up and announced she would see us both 
tomorrow and headed off for bed.

In a way, I was relieved. I needed to find a quiet place 
to jack off and would have to wait for Tim to fall 
asleep before that would be possible.

Continued in part 8...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with 
strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex 
with strangers! You only have one body per lifetime, so 
take good care of it.
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