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The Carpet Layer's Daughter
by Tinman (tinmanjc9@hotmail.com)

***

The carpet layer came to measure and quote new carpet 
for my large basement. With him was his daughter Becky, 
a 13-year old nubile beauty who became very friendly. 
While dad was laying carpet in the basement, Becky and 
I found some work of our own upstairs. (M/f-teen, ped)

***

Becky was her name. She came to my house with her dad 
and another worker to quote on carpeting my basement. 
While she waited in their pickup, Bill – her dad – and 
Joe came in, measured, showed me some samples and 
talked about the job. 

We sat at the kitchen table. Bill and Joe sat with 
their backs toward the window, which looked out on the 
driveway where their pickup was parked. I sat on the 
other side and kept noticing the face of his daughter. 
It was a precocious face, definitely (I thought) the 
face of a little Lolita. Her dark short hair was kind 
of messy, but her eyes were really something – smoky. 
She had her legs up and resting on the dashboard and 
from what I could see they were the legs of a very 
attractive and nubile young girl. I guessed her to be 
about 13 or so.

As Bill and I talked about the job and prices, I kept 
stealing glances at the girl. Every now and then she 
would glance my way and kind of smile. Once she even 
did a little wave. Friendly girl, I thought. I wondered 
just how friendly. Then I was struck by the realization 
that I was a 42 year old man lusting after a girl 
barely into her teens, maybe not even that old. I 
shuddered as a quick vision of outraged father and 
intensely serious police flitted through my brain. 
Still, my prick was definitely stirring in my pants.

Pretty soon Bill and I concluded our talk. I had picked 
out a sample and he had quoted me a fair price. We 
arranged for him and Joe to come back to do the work 
the following Tuesday evening. Bill asked if it would 
be alright for his daughter to come along, as he had 
custody of her and didn't want to leave her at home 
alone. I said that would be okay, thinking to myself it 
would be more than okay with me. My mind began to 
fantasize about the possibilities, although I didn't 
really think anything could happen with her dad and Joe 
right there. Had I known how wrong I was, I would have 
creamed my pants right then and there.

Tuesday came and so did Bill, Joe and Becky. I turned 
on the lights in the basement for them, showed them 
where the john was down there and the fridge where I 
kept beer and sodas and told them they were welcome to 
help themselves. Becky asked for a soda and Bill told 
her to go upstairs out of their way. I said I'd get out 
of their way, too but that they should call me if they 
needed anything. 

I headed up the stairs and glanced up to see Becky's 
very cute little butt in her short blue-jean cut-offs. 
I thought I caught a glimpse of white panties through 
the leg holes. Then Bill and Joe proceeded to bring in 
the carpet and padding and their tools and soon I could 
hear them working away; it would take them some time to 
do eight rooms.

I turned on the TV for Becky and me to watch. Becky 
moved around the living room examining everything on my 
shelves, sometimes stooping and bending, often turning 
toward me with a question about one of my souvenirs. 
Her youthful nubile beauty were turning me on and again 
I noticed my dick getting hard watching her as she 
displayed her body to me. Her cut-off jeans were pretty 
wide in the legs, and I often could see right inside 
them. She was definitely wearing white panties. 

I was mature enough to realize she knew – or at least 
thought – that I was interested in her. Most young 
girls know. Once I even caught her checking out my 
pants, which were tenting pretty good, now.

I had crashed on the couch, and pretty soon she sat 
beside me. She looked at me kind of funny and 
questioning, then looked directly at the hard-on that 
had grown in my pants and then back at me again. As she 
did, she moved around on the couch so that she was 
leaning back on the armrest, her legs doubled up and 
her feet resting on the couch. 

She relaxed her legs, spreading them slightly and I got 
a clear shot of her crotch and the tender girl flesh 
that disappeared into those cut-offs and white panties. 
My dick got harder still and I no longer tried to hide 
it. In fact, I pushed it out somewhat, making it appear 
larger. There was no mistaking it: this was a man's 
hard-on.

All this time, we were talking about one thing and 
another as the TV played in the background. The subject 
of boy friends and girl friends came up and that led to 
us skirting around the subject of sex, humorously at 
first, then a little more seriously. 

Becky seemed to know a thing or two about sex and her 
language showed a familiarity with the vocabulary of 
sex. After a little of this, I excused myself, saying I 
had to go to the bathroom. I didn't really need to, but 
I wanted an excuse to leave my fly open, as if I had 
forgotten to zip up. I gave my hard aching cock a few 
strokes then returned and took my place on the couch. 
Almost immediately I noticed her eyes drop to my tented 
pants again, and she smiled as she saw my fly open.

"Forget something?" she asked. 

"What?" I replied. 

"Did someone forget to zip up?" she asked, barely 
hiding a giggle.

I looked down to my pants and chuckled as I zipped up 
about half way, then gave my dick a hard squeeze and 
let out a, "Ummmmmm."

"Is it really hard," she asked. "Did I do that? Have 
you been having thoughts about me?"

"God yes," I said. "And, it's so hard it hurts. Have 
you ever seen a guy's hard-on before?" I was afraid the 
question might scare her off, but couldn't resist.

"Yeah, I have," she said, smiling at me. "I've seen my 
uncle's thing lots of times."

My dick gave a jump at the thought that she might be 
fucking her uncle, or at least had played with him. 
"So, what did you and your uncle do," I asked, holding 
my breath.

"We kind of, you know, fool around. Once he licked me, 
you know, down there." As she said this, she spread her 
legs further apart and cupped her crotch with her hand. 
"And other times we did other things," she added.

"Boy, would I ever like to do that – lick you down 
there. Would you let me?" I asked. 

"Sure, if you want to. I really like that."

I moved over close to her and leaned in to kiss her. 
She didn't back away, and soon I was kissing this 13 
year-old piece of sugar and spice. Her uncle must have 
taught her well, for she didn't hesitate to use her 
tongue and accept mine as I probed inside her mouth. My 
hands were wandering all over her small, youthful 
breasts and flat tan stomach. 

Then I stepped back, sliding her cut-offs down over her 
hips, revealing those small white panties. I dropped to 
the floor on my knees, spread her legs apart and 
lowered my face to her thighs. I planted wet kisses all 
up and down her thighs, moving closer and closer to her 
pantied crotch.

Young Becky was getting wet between her thighs, and I 
could smell the fragrance of a young girl's sex – that 
sweet, innocent scent that only lasts for a couple of 
years. It drove me crazy, and I planted a big wet kiss 
right on her crotch through her panties, slipping my 
finger inside one of the legs and stroking her pussy 
lips. I felt no hair, only smooth girl pussy flesh. She 
was moaning softly, "Yes, yes, yes…".

I was crazy to get to her bare pussy, but I was very 
nervous about removing clothing with her dad just 
downstairs. But the sounds of Bill and Joe talking and 
working obviously indicated they were working away. So 
I pulled down the top of her panties so I could lick 
her young pussy without undressing her. 

It wasn't enough, so I finally just pulled them all the 
way off her, spread her legs, took one of her hard 
little buns in each hand and lifted her pussy to my 
mouth. I began blowing hot breath on her, eliciting 
soft sighs. Then my tongue sought her clit, and she 
jumped a little as I found it and began stroking it 
with my wet, raspy tongue. She was moving for me, 
squirming around in my hands. My fingers on her butt 
cheeks were extending into her butt crack, opening and 
closing her butt as I licked and probed her with 
passion. 

She was getting wetter and wetter. I was getting harder 
and harder. Soon, her breathing became harder and 
faster, her butt was squirming faster and faster and I 
could sense she was going to cum for me, cum on my 
face. I was right. In only a few minutes, she arched 
her back, grasped my head in both hands and pulled her 
pussy into my face and started moaning, "Oooh, oooh, 
ooooh, yesss." Then she collapsed back into my hands.

I kissed her little pouty pussy a few more times, then 
raised up, wiping my face which was wet from her sweet 
young juices. As I stood, I dropped my pants and 
shorts, took my cock in my hand and stroked it a few 
times. Then I leaned over her and rubbed the head up 
and down her soaked slit. I whispered to her, "Becky, 
have you ever been fucked?"

Still breathing hard, she answered, "Yeah, my uncle did 
it to me three or four times. And one of the neighbor 
boys did me a few times, too." Her eyes opened and 
focused on my cock, straining in my hand.

"But," she said, "I've never had anyone do it to me 
with a thing as big as yours. I'm not sure I could take 
it."

I had never thought of myself as large, measuring only 
seven inches. But I guess to a young girl, that looks 
monstrous. And, I was a little thicker than most guys 
I'd seen in the showers. 

"Let me try," I urged, "and I'll make sure not to hurt 
you. I've already got you all wet and soft, and I think 
he'll fit in you if I take it slow and easy. Is it okay 
if I try?" I pleaded.

"Ummm, okay. Just be easy, okay?"

With that I again rubbed the head of my dick up and 
down her wet slit. My dick was so wet with precum and 
it made her even slippier. It only took a little gentle 
pressure to get the head inside her opening. I could 
feel how tight and very hot she was, but also that her 
young cunt was elastic and very very wet. So I pushed a 
little further, then backed out, then in a little 
further still, repeating the in and out stroking. 

On each stoke I gained a little more entrance up her 
delicious teen-age pussy canal. Finally, the pleasure 
was just too much and I just had to push all the way 
inside her, bury myself up inside her young slim body. 

As I did so, I groaned with pleasure and she let out a 
little yelp and then a relieved, "Ahhhhhhh," for a 
minute or so I just held him there, throbbing deep 
inside her. My hands found her butt cheeks again, and I 
pulled her to me while I kissed her furiously. She 
returned my kisses just as passionately.

Then I began to withdraw, letting the flange of my 
glans scrape the sides of her pussy, withdrawing until 
only the tip remained inside her. Then I pushed in 
again, faster than I had withdrawn until my pubic hair 
was tight against her hairless young slit and my heavy 
balls pressed against her cute butt. 

Then the rhythm began, in and out, around and around, 
as I fucked her and she fucked back. She was born for 
fucking, moving wonderfully. I'd fuck her slow and fast 
for a while then hold still and she took over, circling 
her little butt and sliding her grasping teen pussy up 
and down and around and around on my hard hot shaft. I 
could feel every centimeter of movement, her pussy lips 
gripped me so tight.

She was sucking the cum right out of me. I held back as 
long as I could, then whispered in her ear, "I'm going 
to cum inside you now, Becky. Try to cum with me." 

At the same time, I slipped one finger of each hand 
right into the middle of her butt crack and pressed on 
her rosebud. She bucked, pulled me tighter to her and 
moaned, and almost immediately came on my dick. I could 
feel the heat of her wetness surround my shaft and that 
brought my own searing hot cream right up out of my 
balls and into her belly in long, hot, painfully 
pleasurable jets, thick and white. 

We lay hugging each other for some time before my dick 
shrank enough to slide out of her. Then, both of us 
aware that her dad could come up out of the basement at 
any time, we quickly went into the bathroom and cleaned 
each other up. We dressed and, still kissing and 
hugging, sat back down to watch TV and look normal.

As we talked, I learned that she was indeed 13, almost 
14. That she liked older guys like me, but really liked 
me better than anyone she'd met, even her uncle. She 
wanted to have sex with me again and again, she said. 
Although afraid of being caught, I thought she was so 
delightful that I'd take almost any chance to fuck her 
at least one or two more times. She gave me her phone 
number and told me where she lived. She also told me 
where she walked to and from school, and where would be 
a good place to meet her if I wanted to. 

Becky and I did fuck again, in fact we fucked until she 
finally moved away at 19 and I lost track of her. She 
was one of the most delightful, beautiful and sweet 
girls I ever knew and enjoyed. We were careful and no 
one every discovered our relationship. I often wonder 
if she's found anyone she likes as well as she did me. 
I suspect she did.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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