Nothing to Do

by Smokey

                "Sweety," my mother cooed as she poked her head into the den, "Sandra and I are going shopping. Could you watch Lori while we're gone?"

                "I guess not," I said, "How long will you be gone?"

                "Well, the store we need to go to is in Westown, so it'll probably be close to 4 hours at least. Is that too long?" Then Sandra piped in, "If you've got plans, I can run Lori over to a friend's house before we go, but that'll take half an hour at least."

                "Nahh, don't bother. I don't mind. I was just going to veg out and watch TV anyway." There isn't much else to do in this hole in the ground. Having to move home had its plusses and its minuses. Free room and board was a plus, the never-ending "favors" were becoming a minus. But at 18, I wasn't about to get off my ass and do anything about it. As if.

                "Thank you sweety," my mom said, "You can order a pizza if you want since it's almost lunch time anyway. I'll leave some money on the kitchen table."

                The thought of pizza perked me up a bit. I hadn't eaten yet and could definitely go for some hot pizza. Apparently I wasn't the only one the word "pizza" had an effect on. Little Lori was now at her mother's side all but drooling.

                "Sounds good. Thanks mom," I replied. As I lifted my lazy ass off the couch, there was a jingling of keys, the sound of Sandra telling Lori to be good and not to have too much pizza, and then some shouted good-byes before the front door closed with a thud.

                All this happened before I finally set foot in the living room, where Lori now stood alone. Sandra was a good friend of my mothers who had recently moved back to town. She was divorced, something the two women had in common, and was raising Lori alone. This was only the second time Sandra had brought Lori over, but Lori had warmed up to me on the first visit, which was no surprise considering the first visit had been on Christmas day, and I was the only person even close to her age to whom she could proudly show-off her new toys.

                She was about 6 years old and unlike her mother, who was fairly thin except for her wide ass and hips, Lori was very plump. She had long brown hair that hung down her back and eyes that were light brown like her mother's, and she had the cutest little face with pouty lips and plump, rosy cheeks. She had been dressed up on Christmas, in a cute little dark green dress that she was on the verge of outgrowing. Her fat little tummy was hugged tightly by the shiny material, and where it tapered up into her chest, her little-girl mounds were straining against a dress designed for flat chested girls. Her little nipples were caught between the fabric and her petite bosom and could only be spotted when the light caught the shiny material just right. They appeared large for a girl her age.

                At Christmas she had been sitting up on one of the sofas with everyone else, while I kneeled in front of the tree to grab some presents for people to open. I turned and handed a smaller gift to my mother, then picked one up that was for Lori. I turned toward her saying, "...and here's one for Lori." Her head whipped around and she pushed herself up and forward off the sofa, bounding towards me and took the present from my hand. I felt the present leave my grip, but it really wasn't registering. For a brief moment when Lori had thrown herself off the sofa, I had a beeline view of her pantied crotch. Her dress had flown up a bit as she pushed off, and in those couple of seconds, I caught sight of her plump little thighs and right past where they met, the white cotton panties that were also too small for her, and consequently made the swell of flesh hidden beneath look puffier than it would normally.

                I quickly regained composure and set back to work getting gifts for everyone, including myself, not giving her exposure another thought. After everyone had opened everything and was milling about, Lori began showing her presents to me, and explaining what they were and what they did. She surprised me by asking me what I got, but wasn't about to fake interest in sweaters and gift certificates. She showed me some more toys before we went into the kitchen where everyone had gathered. We all had lunch and eventually everyone had left. That had been the last time I'd seen Lori and I hadn't thought of her since. Today, however, I was stuck watching her for 4 hours.

                As soon as I entered the room she ran over. "Can we order the pizza now?"

                "Sure thing, I'm hungry too," I said. "What do you like on it?"

                She shook her head, "I like everything, you choose!"

                "Okay, how's a meat-lovers pizza sound," I asked.

                "Yay! I love meat-lovers. Yes, let's get that please."

                "Okay, I'll call 'em," I said turning around to go into the kitchen. She followed and sat quietly while I ordered. While I was on hold, I looked over at Lori. Her long hair was loose and hung over her chest and down her back. She was wearing a t-shirt that barely fit her and revealed a wedge of plump flesh when she was seated, a pair of shorts with an elastic waistband that came down to about mid-thigh, and a pair of plain sandals. Hanging up the phone, I turned to her. "Should be about fifteen minutes, they're right around the corner. Wanna watch TV while we wait?"

                "Alright," she agreed, "Can I have something to drink first? Please?"

                "Sure no problem, we've got milk, soda, juice, which would you like?"

                "Do you have any chocolate milk?" she asked sweetly.

                "I sure do, you want that," I teasingly asked her.

                She grinned and nodded fervently.

                After I made a couple of glasses of chocolate milk, we headed into the den and watched cartoons until the pizza arrived. By then I was starving and if I was this hungry I was sure little Lori was about to chew her hand off. I carried the box back into the den and broke out some little TV dinner tables for the two of us. I finished off half the pizza and would've had more but Lori had eaten half as well. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised considering her figure, but it simply hadn't occurred to me. We both sat back and watched more cartoons. After about 10 minutes, Lori told me she really needed to use the bathroom. I wasn't surprised, she'd had two more glasses of chocolate milk and half a pizza covered with 5 kinds of meat. I led her down the hall, made sure there was enough toilet paper and made my way back to the den. A few minutes later, I heard my name being called. I stood up and went over to the bathroom door.

                "What's the matter Lori?" I asked through the door.

                Her little voice came back through, "I need you to wipe me."

                Had I heard her right? She needed me to wipe her? She was 6 years old for crying out loud! Who didn't know how to wipe themselves by then? "You /really/ can't wipe yourself?" I asked through the door.

                "No." The reply came meekly.

                I realized I shouldn't make her feel bad about something she may already be embarrassed about, so I agreed and opened the door.

                Before I had even pushed the door open all the way, the scent hit me. It was strong and made me take a quick step back before pushing the door all the way open. That meal sure had taken a toll on her. Lori sat on the toilet in front of me, her pudgy little legs dangling above the tiled floor. Her shorts and panties were bunched up and hanging around her ankles, and her t-shirt was riding up just beneath her little girl tits, revealing the two smooth, creamy white rolls of her tummy.  I could see the top of her pubic region, but the rest was hidden below her chunky thighs. She seemed relaxed but her eyes showed a hint of uncertainty.

                I had seen naked little girls before; on the internet or at the cottage the time my little cousin ran out of the bathroom soaking wet and streaked past me down the hall to her room followed quickly by her older cousin who gave me a weary smile as she made chase. As I looked at Lori sitting there, I realized the sight was arousing me. Trying to shake the feeling out of my head, I approached the toilet and the all but nude child seated there.

                "Okay now," I started, "Let's see..." I figured it would be easiest to start by cleaning her shitty little ass. I pulled off some paper stood by the side of the toilet looking down at her plump ass spread over the seat. "Lean forwards a bit Lori."

                She did as she was asked and slowly her thick backside rose up some. I reached down and put my hand on the soft skin of her lower back. "Now scoot forward a little," I said, gently pushing forward to reinforce the request. As she did, the rest of her ass came into view and there was enough room for me to reach behind her with the paper. "Now lean forward a bit more honey," I urged. As she did, her plump cheeks spread a bit and some light was allowed past into the darkened bowl. I could clearly make out a dark turd that still hung from between her ample cheeks.

                "Umm, it doesn't look like you're finished Lori," I said gently, "there's still some poop there."

                "I'm sorry," she said and began to strain as she tried to push the turd loose. I heard a small splash followed by the sound of a little piss trickling into the bowl. "I think it's gone now," she said leaning forward again. Indeed it was, and I had a clear view of her shit smeared cheeks. I reached down with my left hand and gently pulled one cheek aside, savoring the feeling of her soft skin. Lori then surprised me by reaching around behind her with her right hand and pulling the other cheek aside. The motion caused her to lean forward even more, and in doing so her shit covered rosebud came into view along with the bottom of her hairless plump cunt, spread wide and still harboring several drops of her golden piss. "Can you see better now?" she asked.

                "Yes. Much better." I said in a trance, then snapping out of it I asked her, "Who else wipes you, Lori?"

                "My daddy used to wipe me before he went away. Mommy makes me wipe myself though. I asked her to once and she got angry. You're not angry are you?"

                "No, I'm not angry at all sweetie. I was just wondering, that's all," I reassured her.

                So her father used to do this, eh? That explained why she wasn't all that embarrassed. I looked down at her spread nether region again. I wondered how far her father had gone while wiping his little girl. Had he been as tempted as I was right now, aware of the pulsing stiffness in my shorts?

                I reached down slowly with the hand that held the toilet paper and brought it up gently against her moist pussy, feeling it quickly absorb the wetness gathered there. I pressed inward as I drew the paper back along the crease of her ass, digging in with my middle finger to scoop out as much of her leftover feces as I could on the first pass. I looked at the paper as I lifted it from her skin and marveled at the dark brown mass gathered there. This had come from her body, forced out of her tight little chute. The scent was even stronger now but it didn't bother me in the least. I was in an erotic new world, and the feelings I was experiencing didn't leave room for revulsion of any kind. I dropped the paper in the bowl and pulled some more from the roll. Going back again, I started at the same place, against the soft pinkness of her plump pussy, more gently this time, barely touching the skin, feeling a few tiny drops being sucked into the soft paper. Then I pressed more firmly against her tight hole before pulling the paper back against her crack, digging into her tiny asshole and getting the smears from the sides of her cheeks. I looked again at the remains I held in my hand before dropping them again in the bowl.

                "How's that feel?" I asked, "Feel clean enough?"

                "I don't know, I still feel kinda wet and slimy back there," she said, "Maybe you could check like my daddy used to?"

                "And how is that?" I asked.

                "Like this," she quickly answered and jumped up off the toilet, stepped out of her shorts and panties, turned around and leaned over the open bowl. "Now you can really tell if I'm clean. My daddy used to have to do it all the time. He'd even have to lick me clean sometimes because the paper couldn't get it all."

                I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My earlier suspicions were true. Her father couldn't resist either. If anything, it sounded like this had all been his idea in the first place. And I could see why. Lori's fat little ass was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. With her bent over at the waist like that, her round, chubby cheeks stood out prominently, and I had a clear view of her puffy mound, being pushed back by her big tummy. I kneeled down behind her and put my hands on the swells of her smooth round buttocks. I then gently pulled them apart as far as I could.

                "You're right," I said, "I missed some spots." Sure enough, there were still light shit stains around her cute, little ass-cave. "Looks like I'll have to get them myself."

                "Okay." Lori replied, and proceeded to stick her round butt out even further, arching her back in the process. She was now practically lying on the open seat in front of her.

                I couldn't believe how lucky I was, I was about to taste this little cherub's ass and pussy, and she wanted me to do it. I leaned forward and put my nose right against her shitty crack as my tongue snaked out and gently caressed her plump labia. Lori took in a quick breath and then slowly let it out, relaxing into my oral ministrations.  I hungrily sucked at her little, plump gash, flicking my tongue against her tight hole, all the while swimming in the aroma that was her ass. With each inhale I was assailed anew by the scent of her recent shit and reminded of where my tongue would be traveling next. Giving her wet tunnel one last firm push of my tongue, I slowly brought my nose up and followed with my tongue. Gliding along the smooth skin between her cunt and her little rosebud, my tongue finally encountered the remains the paper had missed. It was slick and tasted immediately bitter, but then dissipated. I lapped at her crack, seeking out the smears and clumps, sucking them from her milky skin. When I thought I'd finally gotten them all, I took a breath, leaned in and drove my tongue into her ass.

                Lori let out a low moan, "Mmmmmmmmmmm...unh, unhnnnnnnn.." Hearing this sent a shiver over me. I wanted this little girl, wanted her badly. My cock was stiff as a post and I had to set it free. Continuing my rimming of Lori's tight, smelly hole, I reached down with one hand and unfastened my shorts. They fell quickly to the floor before my engorged cock sprang forward from within my boxers. I grabbed my shaft and stroked it in time with my thrusts into Lori's ass.

                "Soooooo gooooood, sooooooo gooooooooood...," Lori was moaning, "unnnnhhhhhhh, yes, yes, oooooooooohhh..."

                I didn't know if her father had ever done this to her, but she was loving it, and so was I. I slid my free hand from her plump ass cheek down to her puffy mound. Her pussy was slick, and not just from my earlier cleaning. I traced my finger up and down her crease, gathering juice, before working the tip softly into her tight pussy. Her moaning grew louder and her breaths came faster as the tip of my finger disappeared inside her. I began to gently fuck her entrance with my fingertip, sliding further in with each few strokes. Her moaning and panting was getting me off, but I didn't want to cum on the bathroom floor, I had other plans. I released my rigid pole and brought my hand up to pull her cheeks apart further as I began to really work her chubby little ass and cunt.

                My finger was more than halfway inside her velvety hole now and I wasn't encountering any maidenhead to speak of. I pushed my finger further inside her, timed with a deep push of my tongue into her musky anus. Finally buried to the hilt, my finger had encountered no resistance and was resting against the inside of her young fuck hole. I began firmly stroking her insides with my finger while my tongue probed her ass. She was bucking back against my hand and face, breathing in gasps now and grunting hard. Then with a final push back into me, she shuddered for a moment and then let out a great sigh, relaxing and falling forward onto the toilet seat. I lapped at her balmy rosebud and excited pussy a bit more before sitting up. My dick was harder than it had ever been, it seemed it would split the skin any second. I gently rubbed Lori's sweaty little buns as she lay there catching her breath.

                "How was that Lori," I asked, "Do you think I got you clean enough?"

                Lori looked back over her shoulder at me and smiled, "I feel very clean now, thank you. My Daddy never made me feel that... uh, clean."

                I smiled back at her. "Well I'd like to help you feel even... cleaner," I said as I rubbed her moist hairless pussy.

                "How would you do that?" Lori asked.

                "Let's go into my room and I'll show you." With this I helped her up and led her to my room, leaving her smelly mess as well as her shorts and panties in the bathroom. My cock was swinging freely in front of me as I led her to my bed. She was staring at it openly but didn't say a word as I sat her down on the bed and closed the blinds. I removed my T-shirt and stood naked before this plump little beauty.

                "Your thing is all long and stiff!" she said boldly. "It's like my Daddy's, but thicker."

                "Did your Daddy ever let you play with his thing?"

                "Oh yes, he liked me to play with it. Can I play with yours?"

                "Of course you can Lori. But my thing is called a cock or dick, so lets call it that from now on."

                "Ok," she said, "I like dick best. Can I play with your dick?"

                "Yes baby, you can. And I'll play with your pussy some more. Would you like that?"

                "Uh huh," she replied. With that she spread her legs further apart as I climbed onto the bed beside her. She reached her hand out and gently rest her fingertips on my shaft. It jumped a bit at the sensation and so did Lori. "It feels so warm," she said wrapping her little fingers as far around my pole as best she could. "That's because you make it feel so good," I said, "Just like your little pussy, it's very warm because it likes to be played with."

                I reached over, careful of her busy hand, and ran my hand along her plump little thigh. Her skin was so soft I wanted to suck on every inch of her body like it was candy. My hand moved up her doughy thigh toward her hairless crotch. Her puffy little lips were parted just enough to make out the moist pinkness within. Her little hole looked so shiny and inviting. I played with her little pussy while she stroked my cock until I couldn't take it any longer.

                I removed my hand from her smooth cunt and eased her back onto the bed, spreading her legs wide as I moved between them. Lori knew what was coming and she pulled her knees back to her chest in anticipation. Her round little rump was in full view now and her gorgeous hairless pussy was pouching out from between her plump thighs. I leaned forward and lapped hungrily at her delicious young fuckbox. Lori moaned and rocked back and forth a bit as I massaged her pussy with my tongue. Once I thought it was adequately slick with my saliva and her prepubescent juices, I moved up above her so the head of my now engorged cock was poised above her swollen slit. "Are we going to fuck now?" Lori asked me. "Yes baby," I said, "you've fucked before haven't you?" "Just once with Daddy right before he left. It hurt a lot. Is it going to hurt again?"

                I don't know why, but hearing her talk like this and ask me these questions, made me even hornier than before. Horny as I was, I still wanted her to know what to expect. "It shouldn't hurt as much as it did the first time," I reassured her, "but it may take a little getting used to again at first. We'll go slow until you're comfortable with it."

                She smiled up at me, "Okay, thank you." What a polite little girl. And I was about to bury my throbbing cock in her. And she was only seven! My cock surged again at the thought. I looked down and aimed my glans at her hairless gash. The view was amazing, her little belly was folded up on itself and her thighs were framing the smooth, soft swells of her mound. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her moist little slit a couple of times before pushing against it. Lori responded by pushing up and against my stiff member.

                After a little resistance the head finally popped into her little fuck hole. I was in a new world of pleasure; nothing was supposed to feel this good. Lori let out a little gasp but moaned and leaned her head back as I gently rocked back and forth, moistening more and more of my cock with her girl juice and sliding more and more into her tight velvet slit. With about half of my rigid pole inside her I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted to be buried to the hilt in Lori's pussy. I thrust the rest of my cock inside her, making her moan out loud and arch her back.

                She wasn't complaining a bit and I saw no reason to take my time any longer. I put my hands on her round hips and began pulling her back against me with every thrust. The sight of my prick disappearing in and out of that bald little hole made me hotter and harder. Lori was grunting and letting out little moans here and there. She was coming up on a great orgasm and I knew I wasn't too far away either. Lori's little moaning became a much louder crying out as her orgasm ripped through her and she relaxed into the pillows behind her. I slowly pulled my cock from her still vice-like grip and pushed her legs back against her shoulders. I looked down at her swollen, moist cunt and her tight ass hole and spit right onto her little rosebud.

                "Just relax sweety, this will feel good," I said soothingly as I prepared to push my prick into her nether-hole. I rubbed my glans around in the spit wetting both my cock and her tight ass. I then began to push it in, steady until finally I think Lori figured out what to do and my cock sank an inch into her warm shit hole. "Wow, that's really tight," Lori said. "It sure is," I replied, "just relax like you're doing, I'll make it a little slicker." I spit down at the joining of my cock and her anus and rubbed it around, sliding back and forth inside her recently filthy ass. I was gaining more and more entry with every push and I was getting off more and more with every gain. The head of my cock pushed up against something soft and mushy. I knew it must be more of the big lunch she'd had. As I pushed into it, I felt it pushed back against me. The feeling was incredible. A couple more strokes and I was blasting my cum all over the load inside her tight canal. My vision was blurry, and my muscles were shaking of their own volition; spurt after spurt erupted through my shaft into Lori's young ass. Finally, the softening of my cock and the pressure in her ass forced my pole to come slipping out, slinging some brownish cum against my thigh and then against Lori's plump rump.

                "That was great Lori," I panted, "you were fantastic."

                "Really? I liked it a lot too. I'm glad you like playing daddy games with me."

                "I'd play daddy games with you anytime."

                "Thanks. Umm, I kinda need to go to the bathroom again."

                "Yea," I said, "I figured maybe you might. You know, I'd love to watch you this time."

                "Really?" Lori beamed. "I would love that, and then you could clean me again."

                "That's right," I said. I looked at the clock. Our mothers wouldn't be back for another two and half hours. "I can 'clean' your brains out." I tickled her little rolls and she fought me off and headed toward the bathroom. As I watched her plump little figure disappear into the hall, I thought about how lucky I'd been to have nothing to do today.