Please note: All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous or illegal.
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Kelsey's Choice
Chapter 4
Written by Janus
Copyright 2006

CHAPTER FOUR: THE LONG WAIT

Kelsey had a long and frustrating weekend. Her daydreams inescapably revolved around sex and the dirty movies. How she wished she could watch one of the movies now! It was like an obsession that was taking her over. Even her dreams changed. She saw herself with Trevor in the shower and when he turned to face her, there was still a snake where his penis should have been. But instead of hissing venomously at her, the snake was now tame and friendly. Kelsey had even been brave enough to give the snake a kiss in one dream.

On Tuesday, Kelsey woke up and got ready following her normal routine. She locked the bathroom door as usual but didn’t bother verifying it was secure as she had obsessively done the past several times. She showered slowly and methodically too, taking care to scrub extra hard.

Right on schedule, there was a knock at the door. “Good morning, Kelsey!” Trevor called, his voice muffled by the bathroom door.

“Good morning,” she replied. He didn’t say anything so Kelsey continued washing herself. When it became clear he wasn’t going to respond, she asked, “Do you need to use the toilet?”

“No, no,” he called back. “Just saying good morning.”

“Oh,” Kelsey said. She didn’t know what to think. She finished showering. Afterward, she carefully toweled herself off before putting on the underpants and sky-blue summer dress she had chosen for that day.

Downstairs, Trevor was at the kitchen table, sipping his coffee and reading his newspaper. “Hi there!” he greeted her. “How are you today?”

“I’m fine,” she replied, getting out her cereal.

“It’s a really nice day out,” he told her. “Do you have any plans today?”

“Umm, no,” Kelsey responded.

“Nothing? You’re not going to go play with your friends next door today?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

There was a brief silence as she settled down at the table to eat her cereal. Trevor continued reading the newspaper. “What are you doing today?” Kelsey asked finally.

“Me?” Trevor considered. “Beats me. I’ll just take it easy. If you go play with the neighbors, I’ll probably just stay here and watch a movie or something.”

Kelsey’s heart leapt at the mention. She tried to conceal her eagerness. “What kind of movie?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” he told her. “Depends on what I have.”

There was another long silence. Kelsey chewed her lip, deep in thought. Screwing up her courage, she finally asked in a small voice, “Can I stay and watch the movie too?” She watched as Trevor thoughtfully sipped his coffee.

“Why do you want to watch movies with me?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” she stammered. “I guess I like them.”

“I see,” he said. “Wait, which movies do you like exactly?”

The seven year old girl blushed profusely. “You know,” she said, beating around the bush. “Those movies we watched the other day.”

“Hmmm,” Trevor said massaging his temples. “I’m not sure I remember these movies. What happened in them?”

Kelsey felt a surge of indignation. He was teasing her, torturing her and she knew it. “You know, the one with the… man and the woman… and they weren’t… wearing any clothes.” Kelsey blurted out this last part quickly. Her cheeks were flaming red with embarrassment. This would be a small price to pay, however, if she got to watch those movies again.

“Oh,” Trevor said, “those movies! You mean you like to watch adults having sex?” He said this in a very matter-of-fact tone, causing great mortification to Kelsey.

“Well, it’s… neat,” she replied lamely.

“What’s neat?”

“Watching it.”

“Watching what?” he asked coyly.

“Those movies,” Kelsey responded, exasperated. She was getting tired of his games.

“Kelsey,” said Trevor, “tell me exactly what kind of movies you like. Just to make sure I understand.”

She stared at the bottom of her cereal bowl, watching the milk swirl. He was going to make her say it. “I like… watching movies of adults having sex.” Kelsey said softly.

“I didn’t quite hear you.”

The little girl was so embarrassed that her breathing was rapid and uneven. “I like watching movies of adults having sex,” Kelsey squeaked, a little louder this time.

“How come?” Trevor asked.

“What?” Kelsey was completely off-balance now. She didn’t like this line of questioning.

“Why do you like to watch adults having sex?” Trevor clarified.

“I don’t know,” said Kelsey, rubbing her hands nervously on her legs. She stared at the ground.

“Maybe it’s because you’re curious about having sex yourself,” Trevor told her.

“I don’t know. Maybe.” The seven year old girl uncomfortably shifted in her chair.

“Those adults in that movie are doing things you’ve never even tried I bet. You’ve never done anything like that, have you?”

Kelsey was silent.

“Well? Have you?” Trevor prodded.

“No,” she finally responded.

“But you probably want to try someday, don’t you?”

Kelsey fiddled restlessly with her napkin. “I don’t know.”

“C’mon, Kelsey. You can be honest with me. You’re curious about it, aren’t you? You’ve probably daydreamed about doing some of the things in the movie, haven’t you?”

Kelsey answered by turning a crimson shade of red. “Aha!” Trevor exclaimed. “You have been thinking about it.”

“No, I haven’t,” Kelsey denied, a nervous smile betraying her.

Trevor leaned in close across the breakfast table. “It’s okay, Kelsey,” he assured the little girl. “You don’t have to lie to me. It’s perfectly normal for a girl your age to think about these things. You don’t need to be shy about your curiosity, you know. What is it you want to know more about? Kissing? Touching? Oral sex?”

Kelsey turned even redder at these words. She knew about kissing and figured out what touching was. Oral sex? Sex was always an embarrassing word to her.

“You know what oral sex is, right?” Trevor asked. “It’s when a woman uses her mouth on a man’s cock. You know, his penis. You remember watching that, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Kelsey said softly. She had been thinking about it a lot actually. It seemed so gross. Why would anyone want to do that?

“Would you like to try it? Oral sex? You can try on me, I won’t mind.” Trevor stood up and moved next to her chair. Before Kelsey could protest, he had pulled down his pants and exposed himself to her.

“No, no, it’s okay,” Kelsey stammered. She averted her gaze from the floppy penis dangling between his legs. He was practically naked. In the kitchen!

“Don’t be shy, Kelsey,” her future stepdad said. His hand was firmly holding her head. He forced her to turn to face him until her cheek was almost grazing his penis. “Come on, you can do it. Just taste it. Lick it like a piece of candy.”

Kelsey grimaced as his penis brushed against her lips. She could smell the musky scent emanating from his manhood. “What have I gotten myself into?” she thought miserably to herself. “Maybe if I do what he says, he’ll let me go.” Extending her tongue, she made a quick swipe against his flaccid shaft. Thankfully, it was too quick for her to taste much of anything.

“There,” Trevor said, caressing her hair. “That wasn’t so bad was it? Would you like to practice kissing too? Why don’t you kiss it for me?”

Kelsey balked again. “Tell you what, Kelsey,” Trevor proposed. “If you kiss it for me, I’ll let you watch some more adult movies today, okay?”

The young girl thought for a moment. “You mean movies of adults… um, having sex?” she asked self-consciously.

“Yes,” Trevor promised her. “All you have to do is kiss my penis.”

“Just once?”

Well,” he considered. “I want you to kiss it all over. Let’s say twenty-five times.”

Kelsey pondered his offer. Twenty-five kisses on his… thing… in exchange for watching the dirty movies again. She imagined in her head the images she had seen last time, the man and woman mashing rhythmically against each other, grabbing and moaning at one another. The mere thought gave her the wonderful sexy feeling between her legs again.

“Okay,” Kelsey agreed.

“Good,” Trevor told her. “Now I want you to give me nice and slow kisses, not quick pecks okay? All over too. Okay?”

“Okay,” Kelsey said again. Swallowing nervously, she leaned over and kissed Trevor’s penis, right on the middle of his shaft.

“One…”

She inched downward and planted another kiss on his wrinkly skin.

“Two…”

She reached the dark pink tip of his penis and let her lips touch the pebbled skin.

“Three…”

“Don’t forget you have to do it all over,” Trevor reminded her. “Even underneath.” The seven year old girl lifted his fleshy tube, exposing the underside. She leaned in and kissed the root of his penis, where the shaft joined his bulging sack.

“Four… Five… Six…”

She kissed her way to the tip of his penis, right up to where the little slit was located. She had seen him masturbating enough to know that was where his white juice came out. Trevor’s penis was becoming harder now and growing in her hand. In a way, that was good because it gave her more real estate to work with.

“Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten…”

His penis was no longer a mass of wrinkled, peach-colored flesh. Instead it had transformed into a smooth and throbbing shaft. She could see some veins along the side of it now. Forging ahead, Kelsey kissed the funny area where his normal colored skin faded into the red helmet-like tip.

“Eleven… Twelve… Thirteen…” “Ki

ss my balls too, Kelsey,” Trevor commanded softly.

It was all the same to her. She moved his erection aside and kissed his wrinkly sack. There were a few hairs on it that tickled her nose. It smelled much stronger down here, a pungent musk that the young girl was beginning to associate with masculinity.

“Fourteen… Fifteen… Sixteen… Seventeen…”

She could feel his balls against her lips as they puckered and smacked against his sack. Kelsey licked her lips. Her mouth was getting a little dry. But it didn’t matter because she was almost done.

“Eighteen… Nineteen… Twenty… Twenty-one… Twenty-two…”

She traveled from his fleshy sack back up his hard shaft. It took more kisses this time since he had grown in size. Even so, she was running out of places to kiss that she hadn’t done so already.

“Twenty-three… Twenty-four…”

Kelsey was just about to plant the last kiss on Trevor’s penis when he stopped her. “Wait,” he instructed her. She watched as he stroked the length of his penis a few times. “Okay,” Trevor said. “I want your last kiss on my cock to be right here.”

He pointed to the tip of his cock, where the slit was. There appeared to be a drop of clear fluid seeping out of the tiny slit. “But there’s something coming out of it,” Kelsey protested.

“It doesn’t matter,” he told her. “It won’t hurt you. You’ve been a really good girl, Kelsey. Now give me that last kiss and I’ll let you watch those adult movies.”

The young girl hesitated. The tiny drop of fluid had grown a bit larger now. Steeling herself, Kelsey leaned close and gave Trevor the last kiss.

“Twenty-five.”

His precum coalesced on the little girl’s lips as she kissed him. Instinctively, Kelsey licked her lips. To her surprise, the fluid was mostly tasteless, like water. It definitely had a different texture though… It felt much thicker on her tongue.

“Good girl, good girl,” Trevor praised her. He stroked her neck for a moment.

“Can we go watch the movie now?” Kelsey asked timidly.

Trevor laughed at her. “You just really want to see that movie, don’t you? What’s wrong with my cock? You’ve got a real live penis right here in front of you and you’d rather watch one on TV?” He laughed again and waggled his penis in her face, letting it brush against her nose. Kelsey recoiled slightly.

“You haven’t even tried real oral sex yet,” Trevor continued. “How can you watch people having oral sex when you haven’t tried it yourself yet?” Kelsey’s heart sank. She knew where this was going. The young girl was wise enough to know when she was being led on.

“I’ve got just the thing,” Trevor said. He waddled to the refrigerator, the jeans around his ankles preventing him from taking real steps. Not able to help herself, Kelsey laughed.

“That’s right, just laugh at me,” Trevor said. He removed a tupperware container from the refrigerator and tiptoed back to the table. Kelsey recognized the container as the one her mom used to make her Jell-o.

“Your mom made some Jell-o for you this morning,” he told her. “She said it would set by lunchtime. But I’ve got a better idea for it.” He took off the lid and dipped his finger into the still-liquid Jell-o.

“Mmm, delicious,” Trevor said, licking off his finger. “Here, want to taste some?” He dipped his finger in it again and held it out to Kelsey. Warily, she licked his finger quickly and tasted the black cherry Jell-o, her favorite.

“Pretty good, huh?” Trevor asked. “Want to try some more?”

“Okay,” Kelsey said, reaching for the Jell-o container with her own finger.

“Oh no,” Trevor said, moving it out of her reach. “What if we tried this instead?” Kelsey watched, wide-eyed, as Trevor dipped his the tip of his hard penis into the liquid Jell-o. Holding the tupperware under his sticky and dripping penis, swung his hips until his shaft was pointed directly at Kelsey’s lips.

“Go ahead,” Trevor said. “Have a taste.”

Kelsey gazed with dismay at the treat he offered her. The tantalizing smell of the Jell-o was cancelled out by his throbbing meat. He wanted her to put that in her mouth?

“Come on, Kelsey,” he encouraged. “Just do this for me and I’ll let you watch the movie, okay?”

“That’s what you said about the twenty-five kisses,” Kelsey complained.

“I know, I know,” Trevor said dismissively. “I promise this time, okay?”

Kelsey made a face. “I’ll get to watch the movie, I’ll get to watch the movie,” she repeated to herself. With great distaste, she opened her mouth and let him enter. Her lips closed around his shaft and she automatically sucked, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft. It wasn’t too bad. All she could taste was the Jell-o.

“Good job, Kelsey,” Trevor said tenderly. “That was wonderful. Let’s try it again.” He dipped his penis into the container of Jell-o again and held it out to her. Kelsey leaned forward and took him in her mouth again. She knew what to expect this time. Reluctantly, she cleaned the Jell-o from Trevor’s tool.

“Beautiful,” he said when she was done. He coated his penis again with the syrupy, sweet liquid. Swallowing hard, the little girl sucked him clean a third time. Each time she finished, however, Trevor would put more Jell-o on himself and hold it up to her. Kelsey repeated her task several more times.

“Get it deep in your mouth,” Trevor instructed. “Clean all of it off… that’s a good girl.” He was dipping more than just the tip of his penis in the Jell-o now. Kelsey was taking more and more of his shaft each time.

“When you’re done, don’t just open your mouth and pull away,” Trevor coached her. “Keep your lips tight around me and keep sucking as it comes out of your mouth.” Kelsey could now feel him poking the back of her throat, almost making her gag. The seven year old girl became accustomed to the feeling of her lips hugging his shaft and helmet each time he pulled out of her mouth.

They continued for several minutes, the seven year old girl mechanically sucking off the Jell-o. Kelsey’s mouth was getting tired and her jaws began to ache. He dipped his penis in the Jell-o for the umpteenth time and held it to her lips.

“Trevor,” she said, moving her mouth away from his sticky rod, “I’m don’t think I want any more Jell-o. I’m full.”

“Okay,” Trevor said. He paused for a moment. “How about just one more? Can you just clean this last stuff off of me?” Kelsey made a face but did as he asked. “That’s great,” Trevor told her. “Suck it again to make sure you’ve got it all off. Can you lick it too? Like an ice cream cone? That’s perfect.”

When she was done, Kelsey reached for her glass of water. It was okay when he dipped himself in Jell-o but once the black cherry flavor was gone, she could taste something else on her tongue. She took several sips of water as Trevor put away the Jell-O and zipped up his pants.

“Would you like to go watch some movies now?” Trevor asked.

Kelsey nodded bashfully.

He got up and went to the living room. Kelsey followed him. Trevor set his duffel bag on the coffee table and began rifling through it. Kelsey waited, her knees shaking with anticipation. She already felt the tingles between her legs that had started at the breakfast table. Her bald slit itched so bad that Kelsey wanted to… The seven year old girl didn’t know what. Kelsey stood by awkwardly as Trevor fiddled with the remote. The little girl was in unknown territory now. Her body was sending signals of anticipatory arousal that Kelsey was too young to understand.

“All right, here we go,” Trevor said. The television screen flickered to life, joining a couple who were enthusiastically moaning in bed. Kelsey breathing quickened. Her excitement grew exponentially as she watched the illicit movie.

Trevor sat and reclined on the couch, placing his hands behind his neck. Kelsey waited for him to invite her onto his lap but he said nothing. Instead they watched the movie together for several long minutes. The itching between Kelsey’s legs were becoming impossible to ignore now. Her body ached for release.

Kelsey was leaning bumward on the couch, at arm’s length from Trevor. Shyly, she inched closer to him until her waist grazed his knee. He ignored her. Throwing caution to the wind, Kelsey cleared her throat.

“Trevor?” she said timidly. “Is it okay if I… sit on your lap?”

“Of course, it’s okay,” Trevor smiled at her. He helped her as she clambered into his lap. Arranging until she was comfortable, Kelsey reclined against him, letting her legs fall open. Trevor rested his hands on her stomach at first. He rubbed her belly, making Kelsey writhe in anticipation.

He was slowly moving south, but his pace was maddening. Once he reached her lower belly, his hands branched out to her slim legs, massaging them a bit before moving onto her kneecaps. Then slowly, ever so slowly, he began inching up her inner thighs. Kelsey spread her legs even wider in breathless impatience. It felt like she was on fire between her legs.

His hand slipped beneath the hem of her dress. He continued teasing her, gently stroking her inner thigh as he continued his journey toward her juncture. He was almost there.. almost…

There. Kelsey inhaled sharply as he made contact with the white cotton of her underwear. Finally! She licked her lips, savoring the taste of victory. The little girl shook in excitement as she imagined that wonderful feeling coursing through her again. Trevor began lightly massaging her crotch, pressing against the soft flesh of her immature labia. His finger traveled up and down her slit, rocking gently against her tiny clit.

Kelsey swooned in pleasure. She thrust her hips out, urging him on but Trevor continued to fondle her with gentle strokes. Soon it became clear that he did not intend to touch her more directly. Each time Kelsey shuddered or gasped, he would touch her more softly. After a while, he was merely tracing light circles on the cotton material of her underwear.

Kelsey clenched her jaw, thwarted. After all this time, the seven year old finally wanted him to touch her but he wasn’t going to comply. Her sexual frustration was on the verge of boiling over.

Suddenly, the movie stopped. “Uh oh,” Trevor said. He stood up hastily, letting Kelsey slide off his lap. “Sorry, Kelsey,” he said, “this must have been a short movie. It’s already over.”

“Do you have any more movies?” Kelsey asked hopefully.

“Well,” he said, rummaging through his duffel bag. “Nope. I’m sorry, I must have forgotten to bring them today.”

“Oh,” said Kelsey, crestfallen. “That’s okay I guess.” There was an awkward moment of silence. “I guess I’ll go to Mandy and Laura’s then,” Kelsey announced unenthusiastically. She turned to leave.

“Wait, Kelsey,” Trevor said. He reached into his duffel bag again. “Before you go, can you do me a favor?” He handed her the plastic container and unbuckled his belt.



EPILOGUE: THURSDAY

On Thursday morning, Kelsey woke up with a pit of apprehension deep in her tummy. It was the same sensation she felt on the first day of school, or the day she had to get her wisdom teeth pulled. It was the feeling of leaping into the unknown.

After her mom kissed her goodbye, Kelsey stretched and slowly got out of bed. She could hear Trevor stirring in the kitchen. Setting her resolve, Kelsey took her bathrobe and went to take her morning shower. With shaking hands, she closed the bathroom door. Without locking it.

Kelsey’s heart was racing madly as she stepped into the shower. Every few minutes she would swear she heard the sound of the door opening, only to peek through the shower curtain and realize it was just her imagination. After finishing her normal shower routine, Kelsey dawdled under the running water for several minutes. When it became obvious she waiting for nothing, the young girl turned off the water and toweled herself off.

It was the first time Trevor hadn’t knocked on the door while she was showering. Kelsey was taken aback. She shrugged and returned to her bedroom to get dressed, choosing one of her favorite summer skirts. “Time for breakfast,” she thought to herself. Kelsey was halfway down the stairs when she turned around and returned to her bedroom where she removed her plain cotton underwear, depositing them on her bed. Then she went downstairs to have breakfast with her stepdad.



Note: The story really ends here. In my mind, there's not much left to write about. I'm sure there will many readers who feel differently so please accept my apologies.






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