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Amy First - 2
by WelshKF (welshkf@netzero.com)

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Amy learns a little more. (Mg, ped, oral)

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After lunch Amy sat on the back porch with her 
Popsicle. It was one of those long, skinny ones. Cherry 
flavored. That was her favorite. Her soft, smooth lips 
slipped over the end of it and she thought about Tommy. 
She recalled how his thingy felt so much different than 
the Popsicle. This was cold and sticky, while Tommy's 
thingy was warm and soft feeling. Amy was deep in 
thought and didn't notice the man walking up with a 
suitcase.

"Well, hello there!" the man said. Amy looked up and 
saw a man, a little younger than her daddy standing 
there.

"Hello mister!" she said politely.

"That looks like a very nice Popsicle you have!" he 
said, smiling down at her.

"Thanks." She said. "It's cherry. That's my favorite." 

The man said his name was something like Fuller Brush 
man. She thought that sounded funny. He asked if her 
daddy or mommy was at home. Amy nodded and went inside 
and brought her mommy out. She sat down on the porch 
again and watched them shake hands and go into the 
house. Amy finished her Popsicle and threw the stick 
away. The man was in there for a little while and when 
he came out with mommy he said, "Thank you Ma'am. If 
you have any problems, just call my company!" 

Amy watched the man tip his hat and walk down the dirt 
road. Mommy went back in the house. Amy watched the man 
walk a little ways, and then he turned back. He smiled 
at her and pointed to the barn. The man walked off the 
road and towards the barn, motioning for her to follow. 
Amy felt a little curious and walked down the road and 
into the barn.

The man was sitting on a bale of hay. "You really like 
Popsicles, don't you sweetheart?" he said. Amy replied, 
"Uh huh!" "Well" the man said. "I have something much 
better than a Popsicle. Would you like to see it?" Amy 
nodded innocently and saw the man open his pants. He 
lifted up a little and pushed them down. In the streak 
of light, thru the boards Amy could see the man's 
thingy. It was a lot bigger than Tommy's and didn't 
have any skin over its end.

The man said something about it being his Mansicle, and 
how it was better for little girls because it wouldn't 
rot their teeth. He told Amy to come closer and kneel 
down in front of him. Since this was a time when 
children obeyed grownups, she did so. The man told Amy 
that he would like her to suck it, like she did the 
Popsicle. Amy had to open her mouth real wide. At 
first, she could only fit just the very end of it in 
her mouth. 

The man was talking real nice. His hands rubbed her 
hair as he told her to relax and try to take a little 
more. The man's thingy got bigger in her mouth. She 
thought about how it was so much warmer than Tommy's. 
She tried to relax and found she could take almost two 
inches now. The man was making funny sounds and telling 
her what a good girl she was being. He was saying 
things like, "Suck it. Suck it good!" Her lips were 
stretched around it as far as she could. She could feel 
the man's thingy throbbing. 

"Yes sweetheart!" the man said. "Suck my cock!" Then 
the man made a really funny sound. His hand was on the 
top of her head and held her head tightly.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!" he groaned. "Ahhh yes!!!!" Amy felt him 
throb a lot and then something thick and warm squirted 
into her mouth. It tasted kind of salty and sort of 
like chalk. She could feel it trying to go down her 
throat. A lot of it seeped out of her full lips. When 
the man stopped moving and let go of her head, she took 
her mouth of his thingy. The stuff dribbled down her 
chin and she tried to swallow.

"God you're a great little cocksucker sweetheart!" the 
man said, gasping. He quickly pulled back up his pants 
and left the barn in a hurry. Amy walked back to the 
house and found her mommy sitting at the kitchen table. 
Her mommy looked like she was thinking as Amy got up in 
a chair beside her. Amy saw her mommy's pretty fingers 
rubbing along some of the long, thick handles of the 
brushes.

Her mommy's eyes opened really wide and she looked 
shocked when Amy said, "Mommy? Am I really a good 
cocksucker?" Her mommy made her tell everything about 
the man and what happened in the barn. By the time they 
rushed outside the man was long gone, never to be heard 
from again. Amy didn't understand when some policemen 
came and asked her a bunch of funny questions. 

Her mommy told her that the man did a very bad thing. 
But Amy didn't think so. He seemed really nice. She 
remembered how her daddy was really mad and said funny 
things about "killing the man". She remembered how Matt 
looked kinda nervous and didn't say anything. 

A few weeks passed and daddy had to go out of town 
again. One night she heard funny sounds from mommy's 
bedroom. Amy walked silently to the door and peeked in. 
There, on the bed was her brother Matt, naked. Beside 
him, also naked was her mommy. Mommy was moving her 
mouth down and up on Matt's thingy. Amy could see her 
mommy's hand between his legs moving back and forth. 

Just then, the floor creaked and mommy and Matt looked 
up. Mommy looked really afraid. Amy walked into the 
room and said to Matt. "I guess mommy is part of the 
secret club, huh?"

Something really wonderful would happen to Amy that 
night.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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