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story_codes: MF/g(5), incest, cons

story_intro: A look into the life of one of Evie's and Sasha's kindergarten friends, Jamie, who is now living with her uncle. Even if she doesn't understand everything about sex, the five year-old certainly enjoys her version of it. 


story_language: English




A Life of Privileges, part 4

Written by madvlad


	comments_readers: If you're looking for the first three parts, they were posted here in February of 2017.

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	Watching from the back of his limo, John eyed the red car with black trim as it parked by the curb outside of school. Although idling, the engine had a heavy throb as if it were a predator stalking its prey.

	He recalled a different car not so long ago - older and barely holding together. Its owner had fled, leaving John with a second granddaughter. But this car was well-kept in spite of its age. The engine stopped and a lanky man in faded jeans and a Harley t-shirt got out and casually leaned against the vehicle. He and his car looked out of place among the more refined crowd at the Lillyfield Day School. If he was aware of it, he obviously didn't care.

	John had seen the man before - the first time being a few weeks after school started. But this was the first time he had the opportunity to see the car. Leaving the comfort of his limousine, John got out to stretch his legs and to observe the car a little better.

	"Nice ride," the other man said, nodding toward John's limo. 

	"Yours is better - Dodge Charger," John replied, unable to keep a touch of envy from his voice. "What year?"

	The other man grinned, noting John's tone and understanding the universal appreciation for road machines that transcended social classes. 

	"Sixty-eight," the man replied before extending his hand. "Steve Jennings."

	"John Olivet," John replied as he met the other's hand. 

	There was no test of strength between the two in their handshake - just a firm grip that broke smoothly. 

	"So how many kids do you have here?" Steve asked.

	"Two. Two granddaughters in kindergarten."

	"So's my niece. My sister died just before school started so Jamie got a late start while I got things settled."

	"I think my girls are in her class. They mentioned a girl who started late and had lost her mother. Do the names Evie and Sasha sound familiar?"

	Steve's face brightened as he nodded.

	"Oh yeah, Jamie talks about them - they're all real tight."

	For a moment, John thought about how tight Evie and Sasha were in ways that had nothing to do with the friendship Steve was referring to.  

	"One of them - I forget which," Steve continued. "Stood up for Jamie last week when some other girl was picking on her."

	"Ah, that would be Lilith who was doing the bullying," John recalled. "Evie has told me all about her. Lilith tried to make Sasha a target, too, but Evie wasn't having any part of it."

	"Yeah, that Lilith sounds like a real little bitch from the things she's said to Jamie. I don't mean to say that about a little kid but it is what it is. She probably gets it from her parents."

	"She does," John confirmed, remembering the couple well. "Particularly the mother. So how's Jamie doing, if you don't mind my asking? It had to be hard for you, too."

	"She's a tough kid - tougher than she looks," Steve said. "There are moments, but she's doing pretty good."

	The man paused and chuckled as he patted the hood of his car. 

	"One of the things I had to do was put some seatbelts in the back of this thing - they didn't come standard back in the day. But I had to put 'em in so I could get a child seat in. Jamie wants to ride my bike to school but the cops would shit if I had a kid riding with me. I've wheeled her around on it in the driveway and in the back parking lot behind the bike shop but on the open road I'd get nailed."

	John eyed Steve's Harley shirt and wondered what to would be like for a five year-old on a motorcycle, particularly a Harley-Davidson. He imagined Evie and Sasha on one while wearing the school uniforms. Their dresses would be hiked up, leaving their pantied crotches pressed against the rumbling machine. That engine would certainly get their little motors running with Evie whooping while Sasha blushed and peeped.

	Curious as to how Jamie reacted, John would have liked to ask Steve. But he also liked keeping his original teeth intact and planted in his mouth where they belonged. 

	The bell rang and both men looked toward the building.

	"Here comes the stampede," Steve joked.

	"Yep. I'll see you around - good talking with you."

	John returned to the limo, remaining outside while he watched the flow of girls in their uniforms. From the sixth grade on, they were in red plaid skirts and white blouses. The younger ones had jumper dresses over their blouses. Soon, he saw the smallest figures appearing - the kindergarteners. One child with her dark hair in a bob broke free of the crown and raced toward the Charger.

	"Uncle Steve!" she cried as she jumped into the man's arms.

	Steve added to her leap by tossing her in the air. She squealed happily during her brief defiance of gravity. On her way back down to her uncle, her dress fluttered up, giving John an eyeful of her smooth little thighs and the blue flowered panties that tightly covered her rump. Steve's hand caught her just below her rear, his fingers curling around one leg just before the dress restored her modesty. 

	It was a shame Steve didn't appreciate the kinds of pleasure to be had in what he was holding. John might have suggested it but he had no desire for extensive dental work. What he did have were two pleasant distractions from his daydreams about Jamie. Evie and Sasha ran up to him and he helped them in to the back of his limo while the chauffer started the engine. In the privacy of the luxury vehicle, his little ones displaced any musings he had about Jamie while they did what loving granddaughters did best in his family.

	"...and Lilith hogged all the other orange crayons and wouldn't let anyone have them. I didn't want to be a tattle tale and tell Miss Marsden. Then Sasha gave me her orange crayon and Lilith got really mad. But she couldn't do anything 'cause Evie came back and Evie won't let her be mean to Sasha."

	"Uh huh," Steve acknowledged as he turned off the bath water. "Good for Evie. And Sasha seems like the kind of friend who would give you her last crayon. You won't find too many of those in life."

	Jamie nodded solemnly before she pushed her panties down her legs. Her uncle stepped into the big tub and then lifted her in to join him. Before her mommy died, she always let Jamie take special baths with Uncle Steve like she and her brother had done when they were growing up.

	Jamie settled happily in the warm water while her uncle's hands roamed over her body and soaped her up. She liked the bubbles are her skin and really liked how she felt bubbly inside when he very carefully washed between her legs.

	Steve felt his niece shiver as he spread the delicate folds of her cunny to rub the tiny pink area inside. Since she still had her hymen, he couldn't go very far but she was sensitive enough in there to react to his touches. Jamie let him pull her back against him so that his erection was pressed against the firm bubbles of her little ass while he fondled the kindergartener's hairless genitals. 

	Jamie wriggled as she came, gasping while humping her small twat against her uncle's loving fingers. When she was done, she slumped against Steve's chest. The five year-old was often drowsy after an orgasm as she always came hard. 

	After her rest was done, Jamie floated away from him enough to turn around and face him. Then she ducked her head under the water and Steve groaned when her small mouth found him. Her lips sealed around the bottom of his glans and then the first dainty probes of her tongue flittered against the flesh. Reaching under him, Steve pulled on the drain plug so the little girl would not have to break for air. 

	But when the water level dropped just below the top of his erection, Jamie pulled her mouth free anyway. Although he loved watching her swallow his cum, Steve always let his niece take charge when they had sex. There was something strangely erotic about having a little girl dictate these activities. 

	He knew what Jamie wanted when she pushed her cunny against his hard-on. Using both hands, he grasped the pliant globes of her little ass with his fingers digging into the round flesh while his thumbs hooked around her tiny hips. Controlling her body, he moved her up and down in the shallow water, grinding her slippery bald snatch against his turgid prick the way they both liked it. 

	Jamie loved to watch the contact, mesmerized by witnessing the things that created so much pleasure in her undeveloped body. She rubbed her hands over her flat chest before focusing on her nipples with her fingers. Her uncle had shown her how that felt and she sighed as the miniature pink points hardened her grasp. For his part, Steve was ceaselessly amazed at how such a little mound of kiddy snatch could make the blood pound in his cock so forcefully.

	Spying a bead of pre-cum emerging from the tip of Steve's penis, she looked into his eyes.

	"Uncle Steve, cum in my kitty," she begged. "Please?"

	Steve worked her a little harder and as he felt his climax approaching, he lifted her up just enough so that his glans was touching her bald lips of her quim. Then he pulled her down, making the childish mons bulge apart as his head sank in until it reached her opening. Having the end of his dick enveloped in wet, little girl flesh did him in and his balls churned to release their load. 

	His semen slammed against Jamie's cherry, the pressure forcing it through the small opening in the center of the membrane. The kindergartener responded with kitten-like mewls as jet after jet of her uncle's sperm-rich ejaculate flooded her virgin pussy. Her face flushed with increased arousal as the flow massaged in interior of her sex.

	Sill holding her by the rump, Steve brought the girl back down against the underside of his prick. He worked her hairless twatlet against his meat like he did before, sliding her up and down. Now, her leaking cleft was even gooier, lubricating her lewdly while her tiny pussy rode on her uncle's still-rigid cock. He could feel the tip of her inflamed clitty grazing against his penis and her anxious grunts told him she was near climax.

	With a louder grunt, she came and he could feel the heat of her juices, mixed with his semen, as they flooded his prick. When she was done, Jamie slid a hand to cup her hairless vulva and try to keep the draining fluids inside a little longer. Steve could read the contented smile on her face and knew what she was going to say. 

	"I like it when you cum in my kitty 'cause that's how ladies do it and I like being a lady."

	Her eyelids were lowering and it was getting late anyway. Steve lifted her up as he got out of the tub and grabbed a towel to dry both of them. He wouldn't have minded a little more action and the chance to cum again but Jamie was clearly worn out from a long day and two recent orgasms. 

	"Come on, then, little lady," he murmured as he carried her to his bed. 

	Jamie's nude form was dead weight in his arms and she was asleep by the time she was set down on the sheet. Steve covered her and left the room for some beer and TV. Tomorrow was Saturday so they could both sleep in.

	"Uncle Steve?"

	Steve opened one eye and saw Jamie staring at him intently while she was on her knees and elbows. The morning sun highlighted the soft curves of her childish profile in gold.

	"Yeah?"

	"I want to be kinky," she said quite seriously.

	Opening the other eye, Steve saw her wagging her naked rear suggestively.

	"Ah. You want anal sex."

	The wagging increased. Then Steve sat up while his penis did the same.

	There were a variety of lubricants he could have used, but baby lotion seemed appropriate as he slathered the stuff between the little girl's ass cheeks. With one hand on her waist, he slid his dick along the crack between her silky buttocks and started to dry hump her there. Jamie pressed her body back against him to encourage the lascivious contact.

	Steve's other hand crept underneath the girl until his fingers reached the bald mound. While grinding his prick against her cute little ass, he molested the five year-old's plump pussy and making the tiny slit drool on his digits.

	"Uncle Steve?" Jamie panted.

	Steve knew what she wanted but he wanted to hear her ask.

	"Yes?"

	"Cum in my bottom so I can be like a lady. Please." 

	Steve's sister had raised her daughter to be polite as well as enjoying some incestuous cock. The combination of the two was most endearing.

	"Of course I will, Honey," he promised.

	After some pleasurable time rubbing his cock against a kindergartener's ass, he could tell Jamie was getting close to cumming. And so was he.  He repositioned his erection, pushing the head against the pink rosebud of Jamie's anus. Knowing she could be safely stretched there a little more, he used more force than he had against her cunny.

	Not for the first time, he wondered if she was getting close to being able to take him in her ass. Little did he know that her two best friends in her kindergarten class, Evie and Sasha, already had their delectable little bottoms skewered by their doting grandpa.

	Jamie gasped as her anal ring expanded to allow the tip of her uncle's cock to barely poke inside. As Steve's fingers dug at her immature twatlet, he emptied his balls into her ass. The heated intrusion into her body set of her climax and she squeaked with pleasure. With long surges, Steve flooded his shuddering niece's little rectum with hot cream while the five year-old's pussy gave its own tiny squirts.

	Afterward, Jamie lay on her belly, feeling the fluids in her crotch and her rear end trickling.

	"I'm all messy," she noted.

	"I guess you'll need another bath now," he responded.

	Jamie giggled with anticipation.

	"Jamie," Steve said later that afternoon. "Lynn's coming over and we'll be going out on a date tonight."

	"Will Lynn play with me before you go?"

	"Of course."

	Jamie nodded and then looked him squarely in the eyes.

	"Are you going to cum in her kitty tonight?"

	"I certainly hope so."

	The little girl's face lit up.

	"Good! That's fun!"

	Steve hugged her; thankful yet again that Jamie had no use for jealousy.

	"Traci!" Jamie shouted as the doorbell rang.

	She leapt from the lap of Steve's girlfriend, Lynn, and ran to the door as Steve let her babysitter in. 

	"Hello, Mr. Jennings," the petite fourteen year-old said as he ushered her in.

	"How's it going?" he replied.

	Traci was a nice-looking girl - not knockout gorgeous but she had the trim physique with a hint of remaining early adolescent gawkiness that mixed with the slightly ripening curves of her hips and small bust that poked against her church camp t-shirt. Traci was a "good girl" and did not favor the tight skinny jeans that were popular. Still, she couldn't completely conceal the cute young butt she had.

	Traci and her family had been a huge help to Steve when his sister died and had a priceless comfort to Jamie. Aside from entertaining a few lewd thoughts which he kept to himself and Lynn, he never made any advances or suggestions to the girl. Of course, if she had ever asked, Steve would have done the neighborly thing and shown the girl all kinds of things, with Lynn eagerly offering assistance.

	As usual, Traci brought some old games from her younger days to show and teach Jamie whom she regarded as a younger sister by now. 

	"Traci! Look what Lynn did for me!"

	Traci observed the freshly painted bright red fingernails on the little girl.

	"Oh, that looks pretty."

	"And she did my toes, too!"

	Jamie wriggled the toes on her bare feet to show the matching shades there.

	"Cool. Hey, I brought checkers. That's the one I told you about last time."

	"Oh, good!" Jamie exclaimed, hopping with excitement while Steve shook his head.

	"You have to be careful with five year-olds and checkers," he warned. "Sure, they'll let you win a few games but then they'll suggest playing for money. And the next thing you know, you'll be cleaned out while Jamie has a stack of IOU's."

	Traci laughed, showing a mouthful of braces. 

	After Steve and Lynn left for a date - dinner and a movie - Lynn made some observations.

	"I don't know how she does it, but Traci makes braces look sexy. Kind of sexy-dorky. I wonder how they'd feel against my pussy."

	Steve wasn't surprised. He and Lynn had met a motorcycle rally a couple of years ago and he soon discovered that sexual kinks were as much of a hobby to her as bikes. She had remarked before that she resembled Traci in body type at that age and Steve wondered if she had some fantasies of having sex with a girl just like she had been - a proxy of herself. 

	Lynn was now in her mid-twenties. Her body was still small with a pair of firm but not very big breasts. She waxed below and loved role-playing as a young girl when they were in bed (or a few other places). But other times, she was definitely the adult - like when teaching an eleven year-old neighbor boy about sex. 

	When Steve had confided to her about some of the things he did with his niece, Lynn eagerly wanted to know every lascivious detail. One of these days, they both knew, she'd get more involved beyond just listening to the recaps.

	"She wanted to be 'kinky' this morning," he remarked.

	"Gave her a dick up the ass, eh?" 

	"Just cumming in there."

	"I've been doing some research," Lynn told him. "If you're real careful, you could get her to stretch enough back there. I was ten when one of my cousins first did me in the ass and I sometimes wish I had been younger - it would have felt so much bigger in there."

	"I don't want to hurt her," Steve replied.

	"Oh, don't be such a pussy," Lynn retorted, playfully punching him in the shoulder. "Just take it slow. I'll be happy to be on hand to help."

	"Hm, I'm sure you will."

	"Oh yeah," she sighed as she leaned back into her seat. "When I was doing her nails today, I got so hot just touching those itty-bitty toes."

	Steve glanced at her and grinned before focusing on the traffic again.

	"You probably get hot picking up your dry cleaning."

	"Ooooh! Dry cleaning!" Lynn moaned with comical emphasis as she rubbed her crotch. "Yesss!"

	When they got back to the house that night, Jamie was long since tucked in her bed and fast asleep. There was no sign in the kitchen of the empty pizza box from the delivery order Steve had phoned in for Traci and Jamie nor where there any dirty glasses about. Typical for Traci. 

	Although the girl only lived three houses away in their quiet neighborhood, Steve walked her home as he always did, waiting at the bottom of her driveway until he saw her enter the house. Just as the door was closing, her father stuck his head out and waved to Steve; a silent thanks for escorting his daughter home. Steve returned the wave and headed back to his place where Lynn was no doubt already naked and horny.

	"Uncle Steve, Cum in my kitty."

	Having just returned from the bathroom, Steve stood at the foot of the bed and smirked at Lynn as she lay sprawled in the bed. After the first two go-arounds, she already sported semen stains on her mouth and in her crotch. 

	"Jamie always says, please," he teased.

	Lynn licked her upper lip and inserting two fingers in her twat. 

	"Please put your cock in here before I rip the fucking thing off and frig myself with it."

	"You're cute when you're threatening."

	Lynn yipped when Steve grabbed her ankles and pulled toward him until her ass was at the edge of the bed. She pulled her fingers from her slit and flicked the moisture from them into his face. He responded by sticking his tongue out and his dick right into her quim. Lynn groaned in appreciation he fucked in in earnest.

	Having already cum twice that night, Steve had tremendous staying power and it was quite some time before either of them heard the sniffling off to one side. Jamie stood there with a stricken expression. Although startled by her presence, Steve was confused at her reaction since she had earlier liked to hear that he was planning to cum inside of Lynn.

	"What's wrong, Honey?" Lynn asked, hoping to put whatever problem the girl had to rest in short order so Steve could get back to work.

	"Uncle Steve has his pee-pee in your kitty."

	Lynn nearly came from the childish words used in such a manner.

	"It kinds of helps to have it there when I cum," Steve pointed out, trying to understand the mind of a five year-old (and not for the first time). 

	"But it's all in," Jamie tearfully complained. "You only put a little in my kitty. That's not fair."

	"Oh no," Lynn replied. "You're so little. He might hurt you if he puts it all in."

	"Oh," Jamie replied with a tear trickling from one eye. "But I want to be like a lady."

	With her snatch stuffed with her boyfriend's cock, Lynn was already horny and now saw her chance with his niece. She patted the bed next to her.

	"Come here, Sugar Pie," she huskily invited. "And get that nightie off."

	Jamie did as she was told, letting her unicorn nightgown flutter to the floor before climbing onto the bed. Her panties matched her discarded gown and Lynn regarded the smiling pink unicorn on the front of Jamie's undies. She imagined that unicorn horn working in the baby cunt beneath the fabric, giving any little girl who wore those panties an awesome fuck as the swirled surface ravaged the tiny fuck hole.

	She grabbed them by the waistband and pulled on them. Unresisting, Jamie shifted her body and let the woman finish baring her body. Lynn inhaled deeply, trying to catch the fragrance of the bald, puffy treasure just in front of her. She couldn't smell anything but was more interested in tasting, anyway.

	"Steve," Lynn said. "Be a dear and let me turn over so you can do me doggy style. I'm going to show this little cutie pie how ladies love each other - right on her little cutie pie."

	Steve stepped away and let Lynn get on her hands and knees before he plugged himself back in to her. Lynn pulled the girl into place, lying on her back with her legs spread. It was such a perfect pose.

	"Does your uncle lick you here?" she asked Jamie.

	"Uh huh. It feels good and I cum."

	"Yeah, he's real good at it, but us girls really know what it feels like and to give it all just the right touch."

	With that, Lynn lowered her mouth to Jamie's hairless cunny, slathering a layer of spit over the plump vulva before spreading the tiny lips to gaze at the delicate perfection of childish sex. The clit and inner labia were perfect miniatures and Lynn salivated at the membrane she saw. Although she was breaking in Trevor, the young boy next door to her place, Jamie was her first virgin girl. How utterly delicious.

	Jamie wriggled as the woman sucked her mons and then sucked in a breath the as the tip of her adult lover's tongue expertly traced and kneaded her light pink interior. While her lips locked around the fleshy contours of the little girl's twat mound, her tongue rubbed and prodded into the smooth slit. Lynn pinned Jamie down; coincidentally holding her body like Steve often did with her thumbs curled around the sides of her pelvis and her fingers cupping the round little buns. With the kindergartener at her mercy, the woman lovingly ravaged the cute and increasingly juicy baby pussy.

	Steve showed his appreciation by ramming Lynn firmly with long strokes of his prick. All the while, he got a good view of his squirming young niece while she received her first lesbian sex. Under Lynn's skillful ministrations, Jamie came twice, feeding the young woman her cunny's nectar. Lynn had also cum once before Steve blasted her with another helping of sperm.

	"Ready for more?' he growled, pleased to feel his member keep most of its stiffness while still embedded in Lynn's quim. The illicit threesome was a powerful intoxicant.

	"I am, but Jamie's out."

	Indeed, Jamie was slumbering, exhausted by her workout at such a late hour. She looked so pure and innocent with her naked, unblemished body sprawled on the bed. Only the glistening fluids on her hairless snatch suggested otherwise but even then she appeared to be a slightly naughty angel.

	Lynn slid Jamie to one side and the girl never stirred as she and Steve went at it one more time. Finally, they were done and Lynn gently caressed the nude five year-old. With one finger, she toyed with the soft, tiny vulva.

	"What are you thinking?" Steve asked. "Something nasty, I hope."

	"Oh yes. I think it's time to broaden - and deepen - your niece's horizons. Don't you think?"




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