Message-ID: <7351eli$9801151903@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: sweets1140@aol.com (Sweets1140) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Sweets Stories Parts 1-4 (M,g,pre,ws,mc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19980115232400.SAA22590@ladder01.news.aol.com> Part 1: Charlie was not the first to notice that nine year old girl, but he was the first to give the lessons. When she entered his Variety Store on K Street, she leaned against the glass topped counter and pulled on her long braids while she looked at the candy behind the glass. Charlie liked watching her pull on those braids. It made him press against the back glass which was mirrored in front so the kids could not see him rubbing while he looked at them. He said she had nice braids and asked who did them. She said her grandmother did and made them too tight sometimes. Charlie asked if he could touch one. She laid one on the counter top for him to touch. Reaching up for it, Charlie rubbed that glass a little harder than usual and winced. She asked if he was OK and leaned on tip toes to find out what caused him to wince. But she could not see over the glass top. Charlie grabbed her braid and held onto to it while he eased back down the glass back to a more comfortable position and away from that ridge that caught him on the way up. Charlie smiled at her and said: "take your time looking at the candy, sweets...." He held onto her braid while she moved her eyes then her head to look at the selection of penny candy and big bars of chocolate. He was very gentle and did not jerk her head back when she turned it. She liked his smile even though he seemed old, his pock marked face was nice and she liked the feeling of his holding her braid while he pressed up against the counter as she pressed up against the counter from her side and watched her looking at the candy. When she decided on some caramels, she realized she did not really want to decide so fast because she wanted him to keep holding her braid which kept her chest pressed up against the counter. She said.."no, not those, I want to keep looking..." Charlie smiled and began bobbing his head a little; she noticed his mouth was open and he had a very pointed tongue. As she moved her head from side to side, Charlie's hand on her braid moved up and down slowly and the rythme was so slow that she almost felt sleepy. The front door of the store made a clanging bell sound when it was opened. Charlie dropped her braid and backed away from that counter to ask the man...how can I help you? The man dropped some change for a newspaper on the top of the counter near the front door, looked at her, then at Charlie and left the store. Charlie scooped up the change, put it in the cash register then returned to the back part of the store where the candy counter was. She knew that man because he ran the toy and comic book store up the street. He had bumped into her while she was bent over looking at the comic books then backed up into a seat between two displays that made him seem invisible to those entering the store from the other end. He was rounder and younger than Charlie. His body seemed to be too fat for his clothes. He had been injured in a war and some of his finger tips were missing. She noticed that when he bumped into her because that hand reached past her face to the upright rack in front of her. She had half turned when she felt someone behind her and heard him say..oops...sorry sweetheart! then he reached around here with those scarred short fingers and she bumped into him. He had such a nice friendly smile and she felt sorry about his fingers looking like that so she asked him and he told her how they got that way. She asked whether they hurt and he said....no, but they are very sensitive. Still standing tall beside her he asked if she wanted to touch them and she said..yes. He held out his hand palm down and she looked at the red ridges on the scars where finger tips used to be. Using one finger she touched the scar on his forefinger then looked at his face. His eyes were closed and she was afraid that she had hurt him. As she withdrew her touching finger from the scar area, she said..I am so sorry! I did not mean to hurt you! He opened his eyes, found her touching finger and pulled it toward his scarred finger and said..it does not hurt, sweetheart, it feels good, come on, touch it again. Watching his eyes, she felt a little afraid because his hand gripped her hand and pulled it toward his finger a second time. She backed up a short distance while he was trying to put her finger on his finger. His large hand moved her small hand above his finger as he was saying...really, it does not hurt, sweetheart, I swear...She moved forward a little and let him put her finger on his finger and watched him move her hand so that her finger rubbed the red ridge then she saw him smile down at her and move closer. He did not free her hand but held it tightly while her finger touched his finger. He was very quiet for several minutes or so it seemed to her. Neither spoke while he moved her finger on his finger. He finally spoke and said..see, sweetheart? see how my scar likes what you are doing? You make it all better! He was so close that should could smell his breath and his sweat. His front door had a large cow bell which clanged when it opened to admit Karl, the cobbler from around the corner. He dropped her hand and moved toward the entrance to his store as Karl strode to a magazine section up beyond the reach of children customers. All of sudden she felt fear seeing Karl blocking her way down the narrow aisle to the exit. Karl did not see her as he was looking up at the magazine rack. She slipped behind him and out the door even before he turned and saw her look back at him through the glass in the door. He smiled, then she ran as fast as she could because Karl was mean and she was afraid of him. Every week when she brought her aunts shoes for lifts, she had to descend stairs from the street to Karl's shop. This basement store looked at legs and feet passing by which did not seem unusual to the customers having their shoes fixed, but which made her nervous because no one on the street could see what Karl did when she came into the store. The first time she went in without her aunt, Karl took her claim ticket then asked her to come behind the counter and pick out her aunt's shoes from the racks high over her head. As she reached up she could feel her dress rise up because the bow on the belt in the back moved up. As she turned with the shoes in one hand and pulled down her dress with the other hand, she noticed that Karl was seated at the workbench with his pants unzipped. She did not know if she should pretend not to have seen that because she did not want to embarrass him, but somehow she sensed that he knew they were unzipped because his white underwear seemed to be poking out through the opening. His hand went down to the zipper and he looked at her looking at him...She backed slowly through the opening between his workbench and the side counter and fumbled for the money to pay for the shoes. At the top of the stairs, the door bell jangled and to her great relief, Charlie appeared! Charlie, the nice old guy from the Variety Store said...hello, sweets, what brings you here? Nice sunny day like this you should be out playing not visiting cellars! She told Charlie she was getting her aunt's shoes and then would go rollerskating. Charlie said: when you finish skating, come by my store for a cold drink or something..it is much cooler there since I got the new air conditioning...remember me to your aunt...I knew her when she was little like you. to be continued................... Sweets1140@aol.com on 7/8/97 Part 2: When she finished roller skating, she went into Charlie's store with her skates over her shoulder, but Charlie was not behind the counter. She called his name, then went to back of the store near the candy counter and called him again. No answer. She walked around the counter and carefully slid the mirrored back door open intending to steal one of the big bars. Her heart was pounding as she slowly moved the glass to one side and reached in for the candy. Her skate swung loose and banged the edge of the counter. She jumped then realized what happened, repositioned the skates and resumed moving the glass along the track to widen the opening to where the candy bar could be more easily reached. As she closed her hand over it, she heard a curtain rustle behind her. She held her breath and paused midway then looked around and saw Charlie smiling at her. He spoke: help yourself, sweets, help yourself. She mumbled something about calling him and receiving no answer. Charlie came up beside her and touched the elastic top of her cotton blouse and said: take whatever you want, sweets. His fingers tugged at the elastic top as she stood frozen, still. He asked her how she was going to pay for that candy and she responded, I could owe you, Charlie? Charlie said, but, sweets, you could pay now. You could let me look at your little titties, sweets. She said, I don't have any. Charlie said, sure you do, let me show you them as he pulled down the elastic top and exposed one of her flat pink nipples. His other hand moved to pinch the tiny bud and she jumped because it hurt. He kept pinching and looking at her trying to move away and said...hold still, sweets, it only hurts in the beginning, hold very still while I do this for you, hold still, my sweets, hold very still now, that is a good girl, just hold still. She stopped wiggling and held still while he pinched hard until a nipple nub appeared between his fingers while they both watched. Then, all of sudden, he let go of the nipple and blew on it, then reached past her and got the candy bar and put it into her hand. See, sweets? All paid for and all yours! He lifted the elastic top back up over her chest where the pain lingered on one side and smiled at her again. She felt rooted to the ground, then looked around to see whether anyone had entered the store while she was in that trance with her nipple locked between his pinching fingers. No one had seen what he did and for some reason she needed to pee, bad. She asked Charlie if she could use his rest room and he said, sure sweets, it is in the back. As she went through the curtained area, she saw a toilet in the corner and a sink beside it. She set her skates down into the sink and the candy bar beside the faucet. As she pulled down her shorts and underpants, Charlie came through the curtained area and said..don't mind me, sweets, I will be out of here in a minute. She paused halfway to the seat remembering what her aunt said about not sitting on strange toilet seats. The need to pee pressed hard as she waited for Charlie to go back out front to the store. Then Charlie abruptly turned, approached her and stood in front of her half upright body and said, let me watch, sweets, let me watch you do that? She said, I can't pee with someone looking...I can't...then his fingers reached out to touch her between her legs just like that pinch outside in the store. She gasped as he grabbed her there and held the lips together around where she desperately needed to pee. He smiled and said, sweets you are going to like this, trust me. She held still while he pinched the lips together and said, now pee, sweets, now pee. She couldn't go. A pain came and she tried again, but could not go. Come on, sweets, give it up, give it up to Charlie, come on, sweets, he kept saying over and over, give it up to Charlie, give Charlie some of the juice, come on, sweets, give it up for Charlie, now. She tried to escape his fingers but she could not, he held on and kept talking to her while she said, I can't go, I can't go, please let go of me..I can't go like this..Charlie cooed at her, come on sweets, you can do it, just relax and let it go. She strained and struggled to ease the pain from the pinching, but he held on and she held on until at last through that pain, the trickle started. Charlie smiled, see, sweets, you can do it, keep it coming, baby, keep it coming to Charlie. She pushed down into his fingers and the stream squirted everywhere onto his hands, her legs, into the toilet and onto the seat. Charlie held on and she moved around and the stream was hot and he was so pleased with her that she began to see what he wanted and to enjoy it, too. She pressed down into his pinched fingers and felt the stream squirting and relief arrived. Charlie kept egging her on to give me some, honey, give me just a little bit more, sweets, just a few more drops, baby, just a few more drops..that is a good girl, just a few more drops for Charlie, that is my sweet little sweets, keep it coming, keep it coming. She looked at his face as he looked down at his hand glistening below her stomach. His tongue was licking his lips, then his tongue was so pointed, then he looked up into her face and caught her looking at him and he smiled and said, see, sweets, see how good that feels, see? She nodded her head and he pinched a little harder and said, try that next time when you go and think of old Charlie doing it like this, sweets, think of how Charlie does it to make you feel good. She nodded again and felt light headed as if she were going to faint. Charlie moved his hand away and put his fingers into his mouth while he looked into her eyes and said...Charlie loves your pee, sweets, would you save some up for me for next time? She nodded and thought, of course, she would save some for him, he was just wonderful and the pinching pain in her nipple was forgotten and the pinching of her lips was forgotten and she smiled at Charlie and said aloud..yes, Charlie, I could save some for you if you really want me to. Charlie smiled again, then pulled tissue and patted her bottom dry, helped her to pull her pants up, hoisted the skates back onto her shoulder and handed the candy bar...sweets for the sweet, he said as he held open the curtain and let her pass to the candy counter and then out through the store past the jangling front door which closed behind her as she left. to be continued...... Sweets@aol.com 7/97 part two. Part 3: Sweets Stories.....10/97 Every day since the first time Charlie asked her to save up for him, she thought about how exciting it was to give him what he wanted. Some days the roller skating on the sidewalk made the noise she heard in her head while Charlie was pinching her lips closed and making her hold her pee for him. Going over the cracks on the sidewalk nearly made her go in her white cotton pants but she knew she must not do that because Charlie was waiting and would be annoyed with her if any leaks happened. She did know how she knew this, but she just did. This morning she held it all in for him since after breakfast and she was in a hurry to get to his store. When she entered the store, she saw another girl there. An older girl, maybe about eighteen because she had real breasts not just circles like she had. Her blonde hair was curly and she was very tall. Sweets paused and wondered if she should come back later. That girl was whispering to Charlie and he was smiling and nodding his head. As she turned to leave, Charlie noticed she was there and said, Sweets, you are just in time! I want you to meet my daughter, Eleanor. Eleanor stopped talking and looked at her. Sweets felt a squirt start in her pants while Eleanor kept looking for what felt like an hour, then she said, I know about you. Sweets felt another squirt and closed her thighs tight so that would stop happening. Eleanor said, you like to skate, go to the movies and read books? I do, too. You like candy, I do, too. Daddy told me we have alot in common and we could be friends. Sweets felt relief that her Daddy just told her that stuff...for a minute, she thought her Daddy told her about how he played with her tiny titties and made her want to pee just for him. She moved closer to the candy counter behind which they were standing, then she noticed that Eleanor seemed even taller than her own father. Eleanor's nose was like his and her eyes became smaller when she smiled, just like his did. When she reached the counter, she felt a little nervous and started touching her braids. She stood on tip toe up against the glass and told Eleanor, yes, she liked skating and reading, but movies cost too much so she could not go to the movies as often as she wanted to go. Eleanor responded..I know what you mean, but I have a secret for getting the money and go every Saturday, huh, Daddy? Charlie smiled and replied, who could say no to her, she is my baby girl? They smiled at each other as if Sweets were not there. Then Charlie slid open that mirrored panel behind the bottom row of candy and said to Sweets...look, look at this! She looked down and saw Eleanor holding his penis straight out in front of him. Sweets stared then looked up at them and felt herself blushing. Charlie would not let her do that, would he? That was his daughter holding that thing...her daddy would not let her do that, would he? How could Eleanor get to do what no one else could do? Then she heard them laughing at her and realized that the expression on her face was funny to them. She backed away from the counter afraid for a minute that her Charlie would not play with her today because that big girl seemed to be more fun for him. A tear came to her eyes and she almost sobbed out loud..all that saving up for Charlie and here he was with a prettier and older girl. Then Eleanor spoke...it is all right, Sweets, honey, don't cry, it really is all right...I just pull on him every so often...it is like a joke we have..it does not mean anything...it is just my way of getting the movie money....Sweets, honest...it does not mean anything... Eleanor dropped his penis and came around the counter to hug Sweets. Her big breasts covered Sweets face as she put her arms around her and squeezed her tight. Sweets sobbed out loud. Eleanor hugged her again. Charlie slid the mirrored door shut, stuffed himself back into his pants, then Sweets heard his zipper close. He came around and joined Eleanor then moved her aside. Sweets, he said, you are my little girl now..she is was just playing another game we have. Sweets, you are my very special little girl and I do not want you to cry...come with me and let me give you some candy, your choice, today! His voice made Sweets feel better, but she was still confused. Charlie led her behind the counter and opened that door and put her hand inside...go ahead, honey, go ahead, take whatever you want, Charlie wants you to have whatever you want...its free! Sweets did not want candy just then, she wanted Charlie to pinch something on her, anything, so she knew for sure that Charlie meant what he said about her being the very special little girl. Then, she whispered in his ear...Charlie, I need to pee. Charlie closed that sliding door again, looked at Eleanor and said..Sweets needs to pee..wait here, watch the store for me. Sweets did not look at Eleanor, but heard her say, sure, Daddy, I will watch the store, but promise me you will save some for me? Sweets gasped...what could she mean by that, she wondered inside her head..what could ..save some for me really mean? Charlie replied to Eleanor..of course, baby, you know I always save some for you, then he moved Sweets toward the curtain, held it apart for her to pass and she entered the room where Charlie would teach her more of the good stuff. She put her skates down and walked toward the toilet. Charlie did not move. She turned around to face him before she sat down. Charlie did not move. She smiled at him and another squirt happened and the surprise of it showed on her face, then Charlie smiled. She lifted her dress and tucked the hem under her chin, then reached down for her panties. Charlie said..wait, let me do that this time. She stopped and he reached forward and tugged them down to her knees, then he got down on his knees with his face closer than ever before and looked closely at her panties pulled forward from between her knees. Charlie, can I sit down now, I really have to go..I saved up like you said and it hurts a little bit... Charlie said, no, wait, just wait a minute, I want to look at your pretty pussy, your pretty pink hairless pussy...hang on a minute, just let me look at that crack for a second. She squirmed and he said, hold it right there..don't move, just let me look at it, I love baby pussy, Sweets, I just love it. You have such a pretty little pussy, did you know that? Those plump parts around the crack there are just beautiful. Don't move, now give me your finger, baby, that is a good girl, give me that finger...right...see how I put it right there in the crack? That is what I want you to do for me, Sweets, put your finger between the little cushions and press down, baby, that's a girl..press down harder for Charlie..good girl! Now, tell Charlie why your panties are wet? Did you let someone else play with you today? Don't move that finger, Sweets, keep it in there...Did you let someone touch this pretty, pretty little pussy? No, Charlie, she said, I didn't, really I didn't..it just got wet by itself..I held on and some leaked, Charlie. Charlie put his finger on top of her finger and pressed hard...Sweets, tell the truth..did it leak when you saw Eleanor through that door? Or did it leak when she hugged you? Tell Charlie when it leaked, tell me now...he pressed again and nearly pushed her over. It leaked when I saw her behind the counter with you, Charlie, I felt jealous...I thought I was the only one you allowed there...I thought maybe, you were doing that to her...you know, the pinching stuff and the pushing stuff? Charlie seemed satisfied with that answer and took his finger off her finger and she squirted alot. Charlie said, hold on, Sweets, hold on, now, not yet, hold on...I have a surprise for you...just hold on...and he walked out of the room... to be continued... Sweets Stories.....10/97 Part 4: sweets stories...11/97 Charlie called out to Eleanor to put up the Out for Lunch sign on the front door and to lock up now..Sweets stood as he left her with her finger pressed between the crack and her panties around her knees...she did not dare sit down as he told her not to move when he left the room to go out to the store beyond the curtain. Then all of a sudden, Eleanor was there and looking at her..she felt embarrassed and started to pull up her pants and cover herself because Eleanor was looking at her. Eleanor said, no, it is OK, don't cover up, come on, don't cover up...Daddy said I could come and see...hey, it is all right...it is only me...I won't hurt you...I won't tell anyone..Daddy wants me to see..you want to do what Daddy wants, don't you? Sweets squirted again because Eleanor was so nice, just like her Daddy, just like Charlie was somehow. Eleanor could see the spot beginning to show on the white panties and she said, Sweets, let us take those off so they don't get any wetter...can I help? Sweets felt afraid for a minute, but Eleanor had that nice voice like Charlie's voice and she thought about what Eleanor wanted to do and decided. She would let Eleanor help because she had to pee so bad and did not dare open her legs too wide because she might leak more than she already had. Eleanor came close and pushed those big breasts onto her as she bent down to pull the pants toward her ankles, then said..Sweets, put your hand on my shoulder and just lift your foot up...there, now the other one..see? That was not so hard, was it? Sweets kept her head down and thought about those big cushiony breasts on Eleanor so close and moving against her while those panties came off. She looked over Eleanor's shoulder and saw Charlie in front of the curtain watching.. Eleanor asked, did he show you how to put your finger in there? Eleanor put her finger into the space between her baby cushions on her tiny pussy so much smaller than those big breasts of hers and Sweets moaned out loud as Eleanor's finger hit the target better than she had or even Charlie did on the first try. Charlie spoke up, yes, I did that already, but she keeps squirting and it slips off...Eleanor said, listen to me, Sweets, this takes practice...do you want to learn how to do it yourself or do you want me to show you? Sweets nodded. Eleanor said, tell me what you want...to learn how or to have me do it for you..Sweets could not speak..that pain was back and she really needed to pee now. Eleanor took her finger away and bent down to look at where her finger had been then spoke to Charlie...she is not nearly ready for this, Daddy, she is too small...this could take a long time...Daddy, are you sure she is the right one? What about those others you told me about? Maybe one of them would be better? Sweets could not believe her ears...one of them? What them? She was the only one that Charlie touched like that, wasn't she? Charlie said, Eleanor, she is going to be the best of the lot, I am telling you, she just has the right size pussy, just look at it! She wants to squat right now and pee for us..just look at her face, look at how her legs are starting to shake...just like when you were little, remember? The others know too much already, this is the one...she is going to love this stuff just like you did...remember? Some of those others are already getting hair and you know I can't stand that! Eleanor, talk to her, make her do what we want...please, baby, you know how I love that baby pussy..come on, help out your old Dad...get her started for me? Sweets waited while they talked about her then she heard Eleanor say, but Daddy, I do not mind the hair like you do, some of them taste great when the hair is parted and they are opened wide..they dance around with my mouth on them and the hair does not get in my way...I like them bigger here...as she poked Sweets hard to make her point. Sweets spoke softly, I will get bigger, Eleanor, really I will, please don't be mad at me, I want....Eleanor cut her off with...it is not what you want that matters, Sweets, this is for me and for him, we know what we like and we have plenty to pick from...you are too small and not near ready for what I like to do...he thinks you just need some work...I can see you need alot of work...this could take months...don't you go back to your boarding school soon? Sweets answered, yes, but..and Eleanor spoke again...see, Daddy? This is stupid...we need one from the neighborhood for this game...Charlie said, Eleanor, give her a chance, her pussy is so pretty, we could teach her about pussy work for practice while she is away...Eleanor said, that pussy need more work than I have time for, Daddy, that pussy is just too green...Charlie said, but look at it...have you ever seen one like that? It just begs for some pussy work, Eleanor, it is soft and she opens a little when you press in the middle, she has potential...Eleanor spoke to Sweets, this is your first man, isn't it? Have you been on the subway with the other guys? Have you been touched in the movies? I bet you never even played doctor with the other kids..right? I bet you never showed this to anyone, did you? Sweets mumbled, no, but I can do what Charlie wants, I can learn like you did...please, let me learn how? Wait, wait, I know the guy in the toy store and the guy who fixes shoes..they let me look at them sometimes, I even touched one guy's fingers and it made me a little bit wet...maybe...Eleanor stopped her talking with a glance, then said...they do not count...one likes boys and the other is an amateur..been there, done that...you have no experience, do you, admit it! Sweets shyly admitted she had no one after her on the subways or the movies but did play doctor with those boys that put things like thermometers and a turkey baster into her behind while they held her down in Jimmy's hall until his mother came home from work. Eleanor shouted at Charlie...see? Then Sweets said, I did show myself to that dog, the one that licked the boys who took off their pants before we played doctor, but he just sniffed at me and only licked other people's privates...Eleanor yelped..privates! Jeez, Charlie, she could not say the right words, if she had a mouthful... Eleanor rose to her full height and turned to leave...Sweets began to cry...Charlie rushed over and said...don't cry..honey, I am here, no matter what she says..don't cry, my Sweets. Eleanor passed through the curtain as Charlie patted her tiny pink pussy then bent to kiss it as if she had a boo boo that he would make all better...he said, stay just as you are, Sweets, I will be right back. Sweets heard them arguing out front and wished she had never met Eleanor. Charlie was hers, not Eleanors and she wanted him just for herself...she started to pee and sat down fast.... to be continued.... sweets stories...11/97 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |