Dorsai - Full Circle

When they were gone, Candice got up and came over to sit on my lap. She'd waited until the kids were gone simply so they could take turns sitting with her, because she knew how much it meant to them. Settling into my lap, she told me "I want to sit here for the rest of the evening – but I want to spend the night with Kelly, if its okay."

I put my arms around her and gave her a hug before answering "Of course its okay."

Kelly, who had been sitting next to me, heard her of course and simply smiled at her – then scooted over on the couch a bit, so we'd have a little more room. As the rest of the evening went by, Candice or I would each give the other a gentle hug or soft kiss every so often. When it got late enough, she moved off my lap and said to Kelly "I'm ready for bed, now, if you are."

"I'm ready to go to bed with you any time!" Kelly answered, with a grin. Candice took her by the hand, and the two of them headed down the hall toward the bedroom.

With a mischievous grin on her face, Marilyn told me "Tito (Tagalog for uncle) Dan, if you want to give them some time together, you are welcome to stay with me tonight."

I grinned back at her and answered "I think that would be nice – for all of us!"

I turned off the TV, and Marilyn and I stood up to go back to her room, her with her arm around my waist. After we got inside, she released me to close the door behind us. When she turned around again, I took her into my arms and gave her a hug and kiss on the top of her head (she only came up to about nipple-high on me). She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me in return before moving to step back from me. Without saying a word, she reached up and began unbuttoning my shirt; when she was done, she helped me slip it off before she set it off to the side. Next she got my shoes and socks off, then my pants. I could see the excitement on her face as she stepped toward me so she could slip my underwear off. When I was naked in front of her, she gently pushed me back until I was able to sit on the edge of her bed. Standing in front of me, she asked me "You and Tita (aunt) Kelly, you don't mind that I was the first one with Candice, today?" Though her face was calm and composed, I still knew from her question that she was worried that she had somehow usurped some kind of authority she thought we had over her – an authority that neither Kelly nor I had ever sought or considered. Smiling at her, I answered "No, of course not, Marilyn. Candice is as much your friend as she is ours. We had to stay at the office, and you were here. Why should we be upset that you were able to give her the kind of welcome and pleasure that we would give her, too?" With Kelly and I as her "adopted" Aunt and Uncle, she was almost always deferential to us; it was something that Kelly and I were both aware of, and steadily trying to break her of – with limited success. Most of the time, she simply called us Kelly and Dan; but when she was feeling subservient, she would invariably call us Tito or Tita.

With Marilyn reassured that she hadn't done anything wrong, the next thing for me to do was to see about getting her into the same state of dress that I was – that is, not. I reached out and put my hands on her hips, and she eagerly cooperated in letting me pull her a little closer, so that I could softly kiss the tips of her breasts, her nipples easily visible behind the thin cloth of the blouse she was wearing. It didn't take me long to unbutton her blouse, and once I'd opened it, I leaned forward to begin sucking on her small, dark nipples and areolas while my hands moved to cup the firm globes of her cute ass. Her hands went to my head as I heard her gasp her pleasure at the feeling of my lips and mouth on her. My tongue was kept busy caressing her erecting nipples as I gently squeezed her firm little ass. When I had both of her nipples hard and glistening with my saliva, I reached up and slid her blouse off her shoulders; once it was clear of her arms, she casually tossed it over to where my clothes were laying. Returning my mouth to her breasts, the only problem I had in unfastening the skirt she was wearing was that she kept pressing her pelvis against me, making the catch and zipper on it something of a moving target. Still, I managed; and it wasn't a minute later that her skirt was a puddle of cloth around her bare feet. The last impediment to having her nude was her delicate panties; with no fastenings of any kind on them, they joined her skirt much more quickly – leaving me with an unimpeded view of her delectable little body.

Since I could smell the unique and delightful scent of Eau de Marilyn, I wasn't surprised in the least when she finally decided to become a more active partner. Gently pushing my shoulders, she got me laying back on the bed before scooting back far enough to take my semi-erect penis in her mouth. In just a couple of minutes, her talent and enthusiasm had me completely hard; once she was satisfied that I was ready, it was only a few moments more before she was straddling my waist, my manhood standing tall and glistening with her saliva. Raising herself up, she quickly got the head positioned between her labia and against the entrance to her vagina. I could feel the heat and wetness of her, and enjoyed every moment of it as she slowly impaled herself on my shaft. Once she had me completely inside her, she leaned forward a little to put her hands on my chest before she started sliding herself up and down my erection. Through the small, sparse thatch of her amazingly soft pubic hair, I could see the nubbin of her clitoris peeking out at me as her thin, glistening labia moved along my length.

With her arms positioned the way they were, it was difficult to give her jiggling breasts the attention they deserved. But through determination and perseverance, I managed – accompanied by her soft moans of pleasure, and a mixture of English and Tagalog encouragement.

Even as young as she was, there was a limit to her strength and stamina. After about her third orgasm, I could see that she was starting to get a little tired. I managed to pull her down into my arms and roll the two of us over so that I was on top of her. She looked up at me in happiness: the first time we'd made love that way, she'd told me that having me over her like that made her feel loved and protected. As I started to move in her, she spread her legs even more, opening herself to me as much as she could, before locking her ankles at the small of my back so that I could enter her as deeply as possible. Each time the end of my penis touched the deepest part of her and my pelvis bumped against her exposed clitoris, she would gasp in pleasure. We continued to make love like that for several more minutes, the liquid sounds of our union filling the room as completely as the scent of her arousal. She had another orgasm not long after we changed positions; I was starting to feel my own release approaching when she slid into another. The feeling of her hot, wet, tight sheath clenching around my manhood was enough to push me over the edge. Thrusting myself into her a couple more times, I held myself deep inside her as I felt my inert seed flooding her insides. I knew she could feel it, too, when her eyes flew open in response, and the spasming of her vagina intensified again.

When I'd emptied myself in her, I lowered myself to my elbows, holding myself over her. Given the difference in our sizes, if I hadn't, I'd likely have crushed her. With her youth and vigor, she was the first of us to completely recover; as I continued to pant slightly, she began kissing my shoulders and face and neck while murmuring endearments to me.

After my shrinking penis pulled free of her, I moved off of her to lay on my back; she turned to lay on her side and put her arm on my chest and her leg across mine. Resting her head on my shoulder, she gave me brief half-hug (only one arm to do it with, so it must only have been half, right?) before telling me "Thank you, Dan. That was very nice!" before snuggling a little closer.