Marli and I, Part 5

The phone rang.

“Hi Dan… it’s Tina…Marli’s mom?”

“Hi Tina, how are you?” I said, hiding the panic I was feeling…did Marli blab??

“Oh, I’m fine thanks, but in a bit of a spot.” she said.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Well, my son is away with his dad, my oldest daughter is at camp for the weekend, and I just got called to work tonight. We keep hearing rumors that layoffs might be possible so if I say no, I might be asking for trouble down the line. So, I was wondering if your daughter could have Marli and Deena to sleep over tonight”

“Tina, I’m so sorry…I don’t have Amber tonight; she’s with her mom and they’re off on some trip for the weekend.”

“Oh no… really??? Well, shit…” she said, sounding completely deflated.

I told her, “Look, you keep trying people if you want…I’m not doing anything tonight and was going to be at home anyway. You’re not going to ruin my evening if you need me to watch them for you, but I understand it might be a bit unusual without Amber here. If you can’t find anyone else, I’d be happy to watch them both tonight. Call me if you get to the end of your list.” I said.

I fully expected Tina to find someone else. I knew she was desperate, but I still figured she’d find some relative to help her out. Even in a bind like this, turning them over to a single guy whose daughter was away was ludicrous.

When my phone rang half an hour later with her Caller ID, I about pissed myself.

“Guess who!” said Tina, trying to be funny. “Look, Dan…I just don’t have anyone else to call…”

“Honestly, don’t worry about it. I was just going to putter around the house alone anyway; the company will be nice. You think Deena will be okay? She’s never met me…” I reminded her.

“She’ll be fine. Marli raved about you, so Deena already has lofty expectations.” laughed Tina.

“Haha, well if you think it’ll be okay, I’d be happy to take them. What time?”

“Well, it’s four now…I need to take a nap before my shift, which starts at midnight. I can bring them over on my way to work…say 11:30ish?”

“Don’t be silly. Bring them now if you want. I’ll order a pizza and you won’t have to worry about feeding them and can get more sleep.” I said.

“Oh my gosh you’re the best. We’ll be right over.” she replied.

Tina soon arrived with Marli and Deena. I must admit I was a bit nervous about Deena, Marli’s nine…no wait, ten year old little sister. I had never met her and didn’t know if she’d be okay with me. Marli can rave all she wants to about me, but at ten years old, kids just do not like to sleep away from home, especially with a total stranger. This could potentially get dicey.

“Why hello there Deena! It’s nice to meet you!” I said, smiling as warmly as possible. Deena came up to about chin height on Marli. She still had a little baby fat, even at ten, but was still adorable. She had dark brown hair which hung straight to her shoulders and a cute little fat butt. She was pretty, but not nearly as lovely as Marli. If Marli was a ten, Deena was about an eight.

Marli had already walked past me into the house like she owned the place, but Deena was still holding her mom’s hand, watching me carefully.

“She’ll be fine with you.” Tina offered. “If she gets out of line or has any problems, have Marli handle it. Deena absolutely worships her and does whatever she says. I swear, Marli has more control over Deena than I do.”

“Okay, Marli’s the boss. Got it.” I said. “Anything else?”

“I brought a few movies she likes,” she said, “and she has some toys and a blanket in her bag.”

“She’ll be fine.” I assured her. “We’ll have fun.”

Tina said her goodbyes to Deena. Marli was already in the house. When Deena finally let go of her mom and walked in and I closed the door behind her, the first thing she said was, “Oh my gosh…your house is huge!!!” It really isn’t, but I’m sure to her it was. Her family was fairly poor.

“Why thank you,” I said, smiling, “Tell you what…you go right ahead and explore all you want. When you get done, come down to the kitchen. It’s right through there.” I said, pointing.

Enjoying her new autonomy, Deena smiled brightly. “Okay!” she said before running off to see what trouble she could get into. She was cute, and I watched her butt as she ran up the stairs.

I padded into the kitchen to see if I could find Marli.

Marli slid across the wood floor to me, wrapping her arms around my waist, pulling me close. Embracing her, my hands sliding down to squeeze her perfect little butt, I hugged her briefly before taking her head in my hands and kissing her. I could hear Deena thumping around upstairs.

“I missed you.” I said as I broke my kiss from Marli. It had only been a couple of weeks, but I’d swear she’d grown since I last saw her. “Still love me?” I asked with a smile. A vigorous nod from Marli.

“And who said you could get more beautiful?” I added. At this Marli blushed and giggled. I’m such a honeydripper.

“I wish Deena didn’t have to be here.” Marli said, pouting.

“Well, she is, so we might as well accept it. Besides, we’ll have fun. Once she goes to sleep you and I can go to bed, and then, who knows?” I said with a wink. Marli just smiled and shrugged her shoulders cutely.

“Oh, and by the way,” Marli said, “remember the last time I was here? I left without wearing any panties since I thought I would be nice and give them to you.” she said.

“And I still have them! So, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“My stupid mom took us clothes shopping right after she picked me up!”

Ahh, yes, I do recall her saying something about that. The possibilities dawned on me. “Yikes. Did she find out?” I asked.

“Yes she found out! We were almost done, and she had me change right in front of her. It was so embarrassing.” she pouted.

“Was she mad?”

“No, she laughed at me. And then she bought me like twenty new pairs because she thought I had run out or something. But when we got home she told my brother and sister, and they made fun of me. They called me Commando. I didn’t know what it meant until my mom told me.” she said, frowning.

“Aww, poor baby.” I said, pulling her close. “Tell you what…you can leave your panties on all night tonight.”

Marli punched my arm. “I don’t like you.” she said, trying not to smile.

Since the girls were getting here so early, I decided that instead of ordering pizzas and taking the easy route, we’d make them from scratch. That would kill some time and maybe hold Deena’s interest. As a single dad, I’d long ago taken it upon myself to learn my way around a kitchen, so homemade pizza was a frequent occurrence at our house. As such, Amber and I always kept supplies on hand, and I wouldn’t need to run out to the store.

I made the dough and Marli helped. I never missed a chance to grab her ass as she kneaded, or to rub her kust developing boobies under her little tank top or slip my hand down the front of her shorts. A few weeks ago, such actions might have sent her screaming and running out the front door. Now we were like a couple. It was heavenly.

With the dough made and rising, Deena joined us from the basement. She had gotten bored with the top floor and had gone downstairs to raise more hell. There really wasn’t much she could get in to, but that didn’t stop her from trying, and with her mom gone, being sneaky felt good to her. When she joined us, she was already bored.

“What is there to dooo?” she said with melodramatic irritation. Ahh, ten year olds.

“You could watch a movie.” I offered. “We’re gonna make pizzas a little later, and you can make your own whole pizza then, but for now, we’ve just made the dough and it needs to rise.” I explained. Then I told her where the movies were.

“nkay.” said Deena, and with that she went off to check out what we had. While she busied herself with that, Marli went to Amber’s room to raid her closet again.

She returned wearing a brand-new-looking beige miniskirt and a teal polo shirt. I was so glad my daughter never wore these clothes. Marli just looked delectable in them. Of course, I think she looks delectable in anything she wears; I’m somewhat biased.

“Wow, nice!” I said. “That looks terrific on you.” Always complement the wearer, not the clothes – thanks mom.

Marli beamed, and twirled once, my little would-be model.

Deena got one look at Marli’s new duds and raced into the kitchen. “Where’d you get those?! You got a dress? I want one too!” she shouted.

“It’s not a dress, it’s a skirt. And it belongs to Amber. She never wears this stuff so I do.” Marli explained.

“I want one!” Deena insisted.

“She’s my friend, dummy, not yours. And besides, they probably wouldn’t even fit you.”

A pout from Deena caused me to intervene. I wanted her to be happy here so there’d be no problems later, say, at 3am. “Marli, maybe you and Deena could look together in Amber’s room and find something for her to wear.” I pleaded.

A roll of the eyes, a sigh of disgust…”Fine! Come on.” said Marli, with a happy Deena in tow. About half an hour later, Marli came downstairs with no Deena in sight.

“Well?” I asked.

Everything Amber had in her closet was huge on her, but she just had to have a dress, so I did the best I could. It looks stupid, but don’t tell her that. Okay Deena!” Marli yelled to her sister.

I could hardly wait to see what they’d found.

When Deena finally rounded the corner, I realized what Marli meant. My ex had bought my daughter a yellow nightie many years ago when she was five or six (I was amazed Amber still had it, considering she’d probably only worn it one time). Back then it was to my daughter’s knees, but on Deena it was much, much shorter. It had a teddy bear on the chest, and the bear was sleeping peacefully. Above the bear’s head was a puffy little cloud representing the bear’s dream. Apparently, this bear was dreaming about a rainbow.

“Deena, you look just beautiful. And so grown up! That dress looks lovely on you.” I gushed.

Deena seemed very happy with her discovery, and smiled with delight at my praise, sticking her tongue out at Marli, who just looked at me as if to say don’t encourage her.

“So, who’s ready to make pizza? I asked. Two hands went up at once. When Deena raised hers, a brief flash of light blue panties accompanied the gesture. It was gone in an instant, but in that flash my mind had registered it permanently.

After the pizzas were made, and eaten, and the kitchen had been restored to its former glory, I poured myself a glass of wine and headed to the couch to watch the movie Deena had chosen. The girls joined me; Deena on the floor with a pillow and Marli next to me, but a little farther away from me than was customary. Because of Deena, I’m sure.

The movie had just started when I had an idea. I stood up abruptly and took Marli by the hand. “Deena we’ll be back in just one sec… just need to borrow your sis for a bit.”

“nkay” she said, paying us no attention.

I dragged Marli to the foyer and led her up the staircase one step so her face would be even with mine. She got the idea at once and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her mouth to mine. She had become such a good kisser.

I slid my hands slowly up her bare legs, her soft skin electric under my touch. My hands reached under her skirt, squeezing her ass while she continued to kiss me. She sounded her approval at my touch. My hands slid further up, to the tops of her panties, which I grasped firmly, breaking our kiss as I yanked them all the way to her ankles in one swift motion.

Marli stepped out of them automatically, purely out of habit. “What are y-”

I interrupted her. “Okay, now let’s go watch the movie”, I said with a devilish grin, tucking the little panties into my pocket as I walked back to where Deena was. Marli was still frozen in place for a moment on the steps but came in soon after, sitting down next to me again.

After a moment’s thought, Marli retrieved a blanket from the bin where we kept them. She spread it over her legs as she sat down. It was only a second before my hands were under the blanket, touching the smooth skin of her thighs, which parted slightly at my touch.

I gently fondled her legs, not rushing northward under her skirt, just enjoying the feel of her young skin in my hands as we sat close together, watching the movie.

About thirty minutes into the movie, Marli slid her hand over to my side, finding my erection straining at the material of my shorts. I desperately wanted her to free my member, but it wouldn’t do to have Marli giving me a handjob with her sister five feet away in the same room. But she did manage to undo my pants and slide her hand into my shorts, her warm hand finding my cock and squeezing it.

At the same time, my own hand was sliding up toward her nether regions. Her legs instantly responded, opening further to my touch, inviting me in. I cupped her small pussy with my hand, slowly working my fingertips toward her slit. She scooted forward a bit to improve my access. With one finger I delicately traced the line of her pussy over and over again. Marli’s breathing grew more insistent, but she kept her noise level in check, not wanting to alert Deena, who was so close.

While Marli continued slowly massaging my cock, which was still confined by my shorts, I continued my assault on her vagina. I grew bolder, sliding a fingertip lower and deeper into her opening, finding her slightly wet. A firmer push was met with a gasp by Marli, whose eyes were now closed as I slowly masturbated her. She was becoming wetter, her slippery arousal coating my fingertips. She scooted forward a little more, but deeper access was still impossible due to the awkward angle, so I couldn’t penetrate her any further.

With a sigh of exasperation, Marli abruptly grabbed my arm, taking my hand away from her pussy before standing up. She smoothed out her skirt and picked up the blanket, then laid on the couch next to me, her feet pointing away from me, her head near my lap. I offered her one of the sofa pillows for her head; something I would not have done if Deena had not been there, but we had to keep up appearances. I already thought it was pushing things that Marli was so close to me, but she didn’t seem concerned.

When she was settled and covered by the blanket, she laid her head on the pillow on my lap. With her lying on her left side, I had rested my right hand on her shoulder. A mistake. Marli grabbed my wrist and moved it behind her. I got the hint of what she wanted me to do. I slid my hand under the blanket, lifting her skirt up in the back. I briefly fondled her small bottom before sliding my hand down to her pussy again. She slid her top leg forward, opening her cleft to me. I resumed teasing her pussy hole with my fingertip.

At this angle and with the stupid pillow on my lap, Marli no longer had any access to my rock hard dick, which throbbed with resentment beneath her head.

But thanks to her efforts I did have better access to her pussy, so I obliged her by fingering her now-sopping-wet little cunt. Her breathing was becoming ragged and a little too loud. In addition, her pussy was so wet as I fingerfucked her, anyone in the room could hear the squelching noises when I pushed into her. With my free hand I aimed the remote at the television and turned it up louder. Deena was engrossed and thankfully wasn’t paying any attention to what was going on right behind her.

At this point, Marli reached around her back and put her hand over mine as my middle finger was lodged deep in her pussy. She slowly pulled my finger out, and I thought our fun was over for now. Maybe she had had an orgasm and I didn’t notice. Once my finger was out, she placed my fingertip at her tiny rosebud and looked up at me, lust in her eyes. The message was clear enough. With my finger still liberally coated with Marli’s slippery cream, I pressed into her asshole, much more easily than I had on previous occasions. A few seconds later I was buried all the way in her scalding hot rectum, and Marli’s eyes closed with satisfaction. Two weeks ago, when we had a whole weekend together, Marli had discovered that she absolutely loved having her butt played with.

Marli then took her hand off mine and brought it back around in front of her. I could once again hear the wet sounds of her pussy, but this time they weren’t caused by me. Marli was obviously rubbing herself. She thrust her ass back at my hand sharply, willing me to move, so I slowly slid my finger back out of her butt almost to the tip before burying it to the hilt again. Marli was melting right in front of me as I concentrated on her face. Every time I’d drive my finger into her, her face would contort in raw pleasure. I could tell it was killing her to remain silent in front of her sister. She looked like she was stifling a scream as she bit down hard on her lower lip.

A few minutes later Marli opened her eyes and looked at me before flashing me the peace sign. I looked at her with confusion until she flashed it again, but this time bringing the two fingers together. I raised my eyebrows as if to say Are you sure? and she nodded her head slowly. With that I moved my hand down and inserted my ring finger deep into her pussy. I felt her hand there rubbing, but she moved for me. With my dry finger now properly lubricated, I returned to her ass and pressed against her asshole; first with my middle finger, which was accepted easily, then joining it with my second finger. The last time Marli and I had been together, I had managed to get both fingers in her butt, but we used massage oil that time. This time it was just pussy juice doing the job, so I went ahead slowly, until soon I had both my middle and ring fingers as deep they could go in her tight little sphincter. I could feel the muscles squeezing me spasmodically as Marli grew accustomed to the invasion her tiny butt was undergoing. I kept my hand still as her muscles relaxed, but I could tell by the continuing sounds of wetness coming from under the blanket that Marli was still working on her pussy.

After a long minute, Marli once again looked at me and nodded, so I slowly moved my fingers out of her before sliding them back in again. Marli bit her lower lip again as I pressed into her, and I could tell she was uncomfortable, so I stopped. She shook her head vigorously when I stopped moving, so I continued pressing, until I had sunk them their entire length into her ass.

On the fourth push, just as I had my fingers as deep into her butt as they would go, I could hear the wet sounds of Marli’s rubbing speed up, suddenly three times faster than a moment ago. I knew she was close, so even though I had no more length to give, I pushed harder and moved my fingers around in small circles inside Marli’s rectum. I could see her gritting her teeth as she willed herself over the edge of her orgasm. It was obvious when it hit her; her face changed and flushed, and she bit her lip hard as she grunted repeatedly, trying so hard to be quiet but still loud enough for anyone to hear. At the same time, her asshole spasmed wildly around my fingers and her hips thrust back against my hand uncontrollably. I kept my hand pressed tightly against her ass, keeping my fingers deep in her butt while she came. As the waves continued, she rolled her reddened face downward into the pillow. Close to her as I was, I could hear her moaning into it, but with the TV up loud and Deena engrossed in her cartoon, I was the only one who could.

Once her ass had stopped squeezing and her breathing slowed, I started to withdraw my fingers, but once again Marli stopped me. She signaled that she just wanted to catch her breath, so I stayed put for a few more minutes, watching her. She was now focusing on the movie, getting herself calmed down My fingers were still buried deep in her asshole while she watched the television. Soon she looked up at me and crossed her eyes, as if to tell me she had a really big orgasm that time. Yeah, hello! I could tell!

Marli started to roll up to a more vertical position and I slid my fingers out of her. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “Oh…my…god!” which made me happy, lustful and jealous all at the same time. My own cock was still straining at the fabric of my boxers. I managed to smile weakly at her as she stood up, setting the blanket on my lap.

“I need to use the bathroom.” she announced, before practically skipping out of the room, humming happily.

Her trance broken, Deena watched her sister leave, then turned toward me. “What can we doooo???” she whined, the boredom in her voice obvious.

I reached under the blanket and got my erection sorted out and zipped up, stealing a worried glance at my fingers, which looked remarkably clean, despite where they’d just been.

“Well, your movie isn’t over yet. Don’t you like it anymore?” I asked.

“I’ve seen this one. I’m bored.” she whined.

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you, sweetheart.” I said, hoping Marli would get back soon and handle this.

Deena playfully kicked at my shins through the blanket, smiling at me.

“Ouch! You’re gonna get it!” I warned sarcastically.

Deena then reached up and yanked the blanket off me, giggling. Thank goodness I’d zipped up.

“Gimme that back! I’m cold!” I cried.

“Or what?” she said, raising her eyebrows playfully.

“Or this.” I replied, and I joined her on the floor, grabbing her ankles and tickling her feet. She kicked wildly as she tried to escape, and I could see her panties hugged her little cunt tightly, a furrow now clearly visible as she struggled.

Deena screamed, “No don’t!! I’m ticklish!!!”

“I can tell!” I replied. Rolling to my knees I slid her toward me on the carpet, her dress sliding up revealing a cute little belly. I knelt over her and straddled her hips, tickling her underarms, causing her to scream and laugh even more. Thankfully my erection had subsided somewhat now that I had to pay attention to Deena.

“Stop it!!!” she begged.

“Or what?” I said, playing back at her.

“Or this!” she replied, taking my wrists in her hands. She held her tongue between her teeth as she struggled against me. Clearly she was working hard to beat me, so I let her. I rolled to one side, and she started tickling me, eventually straddling me as she tickled. I’m not all that ticklish, so I had to fake it a little, but I didn’t mind. Still slightly hard, I hoped she didn’t notice as she sat back on my groin to tickle me.

“Ha!” she yelled triumphantly. I kept grabbing her hands and stopping her, moving her hands away from my armpits and from my neck, the one place I actually am ticklish. Once she discovered this, she slid up and knelt across my shoulders to try and pin my arms down. So basically, she was sitting on my chest. She tried to pull her dress down to hide her undies but it was impossible. I couldn’t help but look.

“Hey! No looking!” she scolded.

“Deena, I can’t help it when it’s right in my face.” I explained.

“But it’s not in your face!” she corrected.

“Whatever. You know exactly what I –”

“NOW it’s in your face!” she yelled and slid her butt off my chest to straddle my open mouth. Her tightly pantied mound pressed down against my face and she started giggling. I could smell her little cunt as she held it there, the sour, but not entirely unpleasant smell of urine, and the distant, musky scent of her little girl pussy. I was instantly hard again as I breathed her in deeply, my eyes closing as the lust fogged my brain. Deena thought this was hilarious and was giggling uncontrollably.

I exhaled then. Not the standard exhalation, mind you, but one of those open mouth, bottom-of-the-lungs, deep exhalations that exhales all the heat from one’s innards. With Deena’s little crotch snuggled against my open mouth, she received all of it, and as soon as that feeling fought past her giggling and into her consciousness, she became instantly aware of the overwhelming hotness in her pussy. And then she stopped laughing, her face contorting just a little as she realized how it was making her feel. My eyes opened and she was looking at me, concentrating, but not moving. With this little girl’s cunt suddenly in my mouth, the smells from her crotch overwhelming my senses, I ceased thinking objectively, rationally. I didn’t care that Marli had only been gone for a few minutes and would return at any moment. I didn’t contemplate that what I was about to do next might send Deena into a panic, running for her sister to call her mother, then later, the police. I didn’t care about anything in that moment. I only reacted. With Deena’s little ten year old pussy tight against my open mouth, I pushed my tongue firmly into the gusset of her panties, knowing it would probably end very badly for me. I pressed hard against the strained material, which absorbed every bit of moisture from my tongue.

Deena continued to watch me for a second as she realized what I was doing, taking this from a silly game to something much more. She watched for just a moment and then slid to one side, to her knee, and I thought the fun was over.

Instead, she grabbed the crotch of her panties and pulled it aside before returning her pussy to my mouth. Knowing Marli would be back any second, I didn’t waste time. I brought my hands around to her hips, holding her steady as I licked her vulva broadly, dragging my flat tongue softly the length of her tiny slit, then with my tongue in more of a hard point, pressing just inside her slit. Her acrid taste lighted up my brain. Deena continued to watch me, but was now smiling broadly, showing me her teeth.

“Marli was right!” she said simply, before standing up and snapping her panties back as they were, pulling her dress down as she sat on the couch and watched what was left of the movie. I watched her, stared at the back of her head as I tried to comprehend what she’d just said.

What the fuck???

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