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Subject: Little Larry This story is based on a true incident that happened to me when I was in my mid 20’s. If you like this story, please donate to Nifty. I stopped to check in on Larry on my way to bed. Larry was our 10 year old adopted son. Today was his 10th birthday, so my husband and I took him and two of his best friends to Disneyland for the day, and stayed until they closed at 11PM. Now he was totally wiped out and sleeping like a rock. I shut off his bedroom light and closed the door and went to mine and Don’s room. I entered the bedroom to find my husband lying there naked, with the sheet pushed down to his knees, his hands behind his head and his penis is hard as a rock and throbbing with his heartbeat. “Let me guess, you’re thinking about the first time you caught me?” I asked him coyly. “You know me too well.” He replied as he took his penis in his hand and began to slowly stroke it. He was referring to the time he caught me molesting Larry. Let me start at the beginning. Larry was my husband’s best friend’s son. My husband Don and Larry’s father Ivory, we’re friends since junior high school, and joined the Army together. They both served in Afghanistan together. With only one week left in their tour, Ivory was killed by an IED. When Don finished his tour and came home, he made sure Larry and Lashana, his mother and Ivory’s wife, had everything they needed. Unfortunately, Lashana couldn’t handle being a single mother. She started drinking and doing drugs. After a while it wasn’t uncommon for her to be passed out at 2 or 3 in the afternoon. One day, on her way to get more, whatever, she got into an accident and died instantly, leaving Larry an orphan. Neither Ivory nor Lashana had any other family, so Larry ended up as a ward of the state. He was only six years old at the time. Don told me he wanted to adopt Larry. He didn’t want him ending up with some random family somewhere. I agreed. After all, we were Uncle Don and Auntie Linda, and a little Larry was practically family anyway. Larry was a wonderful little boy, and we had known him since he was born . I knew he would fit into our family. There was one little thing that would prove to be new terrain for us. Larry was black, and we were white. We were worried the courts wouldn’t approve our adoption, thinking Larry would be better off with another black family. But because we knew little Larry for such a long time, the judge took that into consideration and approved the adoption. We left the courthouse with Larry. We stopped at McDonald’s on the way home, and got him a Happy Meal and me and Don got the quarter pounder meal. When we got home, I told Larry he needed a bath. I asked him if he was old enough to bathe himself, or did he need help. He said his mom always helped him, so I asked him if he wanted me to help him. “Yes please.” He replied and such a sweet innocent voice. I had to admit, the young boy had good manners. “Okay then, let’s go get your bath.” I took his hand and led him into the bathroom and started to draw his bath. Don decided he was going to watch the news, and went back out to the living room, while Larry and I proceeded with his bath. I was kneeling next to the tub checking the temperature of the water as it filled. “Do you need help getting undressed?” I asked Larry. “No, I can do that myself.” He said as he began to take his shirt off. It didn’t take him long to disrobe, and he wasn’t shy at all. He pushed his pants and underpants down at the same time, then put his hand on my shoulder to steady himself while he stepped out of them. That’s when I noticed it. I mean honestly, there was no way I could have missed it. It was only six inches away from my face. I have to say, I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, an expert on penises. I’ve only seen four in my entire life. But the second my eyes landed on little Larry’s penis, I knew I was looking at something special. I’ve seen my husband’s penis in a flaccid state, more times than I can count. Flaccid, Don’s penis is about 2″. When he’s fully erect, it’s almost 5″. Little Larry’s flaccid penis, was at least 2″. His small ball sack, was barely noticeable, but his penis, was most certainly noticeable. I should mention, at age 10, his erect penis is 7 1/2″ and is as thick as a hot dog. He’s much larger than my husband now. Back to my story, I was on my knees, as the tub filled and couldn’t stop staring at little Larry’s penis. Soon the tub had enough water for him to get in. Larry got in and sat down and immediately began playing with the bathtub toys we had gotten for him. I soaped up a face clothe and began on his back. I continued to soap him down as I moved around to his front. Soon Larry began to try and stand up in the tub. “Be careful honey, don’t stand up. You might slip and fall down.” I told him. “But I have to stand up so you can finish washing me.” Larry told me. “Oh, ok.” I replied as I began to run the washcloth over his buttocks and down his legs. I soaped it up again, then began moving it anadolu yakası escort up the inside of his legs, until I got to his small scrotum. I began to rub it over his penis and testicles when he stopped me by grabbing a hold of my hand. “Not like that, that’s not how Mommy does it.” He told me. “How does Mommy do it?” I asked him. He took the face clothe out of my hand, and set it aside. Then he picked up the bar of soap and handed it to me. “Get your hands all soapy with this.” he instructed me. I took the bar of soap in my hand, and rubbed it between both my hands until I had an ample amount of soap on them. Then I set the bar down and asked, “now what?” “Now you have to make my weenie big so you can wash it.” He told me, matter-of-factly. “What do you mean, make it big?” I asked him. He giggled, and said, “mommy says you have to wash it when its a pole, not a worm”, then he giggled again. He stood facing me, with his hands on his hips. I knelt there, transfixed by his penis. Even though the little boy’s boyhood appeared to be the same size as my husband, as far as length, there was a thinness to his penis which, despite the obvious length, left no doubt as to the fact that it was a small boy’s penis, and not a mature man’s. As if on autopilot, my hand began moving towards his genitals. I took his penis into my hand, and began to pull on it, very gently. Immediately, it began to stiffen. Within seconds, I had a full 5″ erection in in my hand. Now, I had my husbands hard penis in my hand on many occasions, so I knew without a doubt that little Larry’s penis was the same length as my husband’s. Seeing such a long penis attached to such a small body was very arousing. I could feel myself getting wet, even though I hadn’t touched myself. I began to slowly stroke the thin, dark chocolate penis in my hand. Larry had a huge smile on his face and was holding himself steady by putting his hands on my shoulders as I molested him. I don’t think I was consciously aware of the fact that I was molesting a six-year-old boy. My hand acted like stroking a 6 year old boy’s penis was a normal occurrence. That is until I heard, “oh my God”. I snapped out of my trance, and turned my head to see my husband Don standing in the doorway, eyes bugged out of his head, mouth wide open, and the most interesting thing was, he was gripping his cock through his pants. Oddly, I never stopped stroking little Larry, even though my husband caught me red-handed, and was watching me molest the young boy. After a few minutes, Larry said “it’s almost clean Mommy, wash faster now, it’s almost clean.” Then he began to shudder, which I took to mean he was having an orgasm. I stroked him a little bit faster and he began to thrust his hips back and forth violently. It was getting harder and harder to hold his penis, but I managed. Once little Larry calmed down, he seemed to realize he had called me Mommy. “I’m sorry I called you mommy Auntie Linda.” he said to me in a quivering voice. “Oh honey, I love that you called me Mommy. You can call me Mommy from now in, if you want to that is.” I told him as I continued to slowly stroke is still hard penis. “Oh god, oh fuck, oh.” I heard Don say in the doorway. I turned to see him hunched over, gripping his crotch. “Did you just cum in your pants hon?” I asked him knowingly, a huge grin on my face. “I’m not sure what turned me on more, the fact that you were molesting a six-year-old boy, or the size of that six-year-old boys cock.” He said to me. “Did Ivory have a big cock?” I asked my husband. “Yeah, he did actually. The first time we showered together in junior high school, everybody noticed he was bigger than the rest of the class. I asked him once how big it was hard, and he told me to find out for myself. So I played with it until he got hard, then measured it. He was 10″, and too thick for me to close my hand around.” He told me. “And what happened after you got him hard?” I asked. “Well, obviously it would have been rude to just leave him hard, so I gave him a hand job.” He confessed to me. I tried to picture in my mind, my husband stroking a big black, 10 inch cock, while at the same time, stroking his little 5-incher. If I’m being honest, it was making me wetter than I’ve ever been in my life. In my mind, I was picturing my husband, sucking on that big black 10 inch cock. That image evolved into my husband bent over, taking that big black 10 inch cock in his ass, while he masturbated his little weenie. “Is that all you did, was give him a hand job?” I ask my husband, big smile on my face. “The first time, yes.” He told me, smiling back. This was a conversation we were going to have later. The whole time we were talking, I still had little Larry’s penis in my hand, and he was still hard as stone. I resumed my stroking, as my husband stood there watching me masturbate the little boy. “Take it out, stroke with us.” I encouraged my husband. His hand went to his zipper, and pulled it ankara anal escort down. Then he reached inside his pants and pulled his hard cock out. I reached over and took his cock in my hand. Now I had an erection in each hand, and the only difference was, one was noticeably thinner than the other, otherwise they were the same size. Little Larry took notice of the fact that Uncle Don’s penis was poking out of his pants and his new mommy was washing it while she washed his. As he was watching, his new mommy leaned forward and took his uncle Don’s penis into her mouth. “Are you giving uncle a deep cleaning?” Little Larry asked. I stopped sucking Don’s cock, and turn to Larry. “What do you mean honey? I asked little Larry. “Weenies need a deep cleaning after the hand wash. Mommy said the only way to do a deep cleaning, is to use her mouth.” He explained matter-of-factly. “Do you like it when she deep cleans your weenie?” I asked him. “Oh yeah, it feels better than a hand cleaning.” He told me. “Let me finish deep cleaning Daddy’s weenie, and then I’ll deep clean yours if you like?” I asked him. “Yes, I need a deep cleaning too. So should I call Uncle Don, daddy now?” He asked solemnly. “I would really like that little Larry.” Don said as he gently began thrusting his hips back and forth, an indication that he wanted me to finish sucking him. I took Don’s hard cock back in my mouth and begin sucking hard. I put my hands on his hips and guided his thrusting into my mouth. It didn’t take long for him to fill my mouth with his hot creamy sperm. “Let’s get you dried off before I deep clean your weenie okay hun?” I asked little Larry. He got a big smile on his face and stood up in the tub. Both Don and I sat there for a minute, admiring Larry’s naked wet body, with his penis pointing up towards the ceiling and throbbing with his heartbeat. I wrapped a big towel around him, then picked him up and took him into his new bedroom. I set him down and finished drying him off, then had him hop up on the bed. He laid back with his head on the pillow, and his hands behind his head. His penis, still hard as a stone. I took his penis in my hand, and gazed at it for a minute. “How often did your mommy deep clean your penis?” I asked the little boy. “Everyday.” He exclaimed excitedly. Then he put his hands on the top of my head and guided me down to his erection. This boy, has had more than one blow job, I can tell you that much. And he seemed to enjoy controlling the action, which was okay by me. I enjoyed the thinness of his penis, because it was easier to take him all the way into my throat. About 5 minutes had passed, and I began to wonder why he hadn’t cum yet. It was probably because of the hand job I gave him earlier. About another five minutes past, as my mouth traveled up and down his erection, my tongue swirling around the knob. I looked over at Don, and his pants were down around his ankles. He was holding his testicles in his left hand and his right hand was stroking up and down his penis lightning-fast. His mouth was hanging open and I could see drool coming out and hanging off his lip. I reached my hand down into my shorts to feel how wet I was, and couldn’t believe what I encountered. My swollen vagina was far wetter than I’d ever been in my life. I took my mouth off of little Larry’s penis for a second, and glanced down at my lap. I saw a huge wet spot, almost like I had peed myself. I touched my clitoris with the tip of my finger, and started to orgasm immediately. I would have to describe it as the most intense orgasm I had ever had up to that point in my life. My suction on the little Larry’s penis intensified as I took him all the way into my throat, and begin milking the head of his penis with my throat muscles. Little Larry grabbed my head, and hunched his hips up trying to get more of his penis in my mouth, even though I had it all. While little Larry and I were in the peak of our orgasms, I felt a hot liquid splashing the side of my face and knew Don was cumming too. We all had to rest, we were just exhausted. After few minutes I asked little Larry, “your mommy washed your weenie like that’ everyday?” He smiled and replied, “yes, Mommy said it’s important to have a clean weenie.” “Well I’ll be happy to make sure your weenie stays clean the way your mommy liked it, now that she’s not here.” I told little Larry. “You know, I can help too.” Don said from behind me. I turned around and smiled at him and he blushed. I wanted to watch Don help Larry clean his weenie, especially the deep cleaning. I looked back at little Larry, and noticed his penis was still hard. Unbelievable! “Okay Daddy, it looks like little Larry’s penis could use some more cleaning. Do you want to give it a try now?” I asked my husband, smiling. “Mommy said my penis can never be too clean.” Little Larry chimed in. I switched places with my husband, and he got on his knees in front of little Larry. He reached up and took little Larry’s erection ankara anal yapan escort between his thumb and finger and begin stroking it. I had to get my pants off so I could masturbate again, I was so hot from watching this. I sat there on the bed, legs spread, my fingers sloshing around in my soaking wet vagina, the sound echoing around the bathroom walls along with the sound of my husband slurping on little Larry’s hard penis. I noticed my husband was masturbating again, as he continued to suck on little Larry’s big penis. About 5 or 6 minutes past, before my husband squirted his cum all over little Larry’s bedspread. He kept little Larry’s hard penis in his mouth, slowly sucking on it as he finished milking his own cock. I started having what ended up being multiple orgasms, that lasted well over 12 minutes. By the time I was finally done, Don had to help me to bed because I used every ounce of energy cumming. I slept in till 10 the next morning. When I finally woke up and stumbled out into the living room, Don was masturbating little Larry. He had the little boys hard penis in his hand, and was rapidly stroking up and down. “That feels good daddy.” Little Larry told him. “Will you do that to mine little Larry?” Ron asked the little boy. As I got closer, I could see that they were both completely naked. Both of them had erections, and you could see little Larry’s might be just a little bit longer than my husbands, but my husband’s was two or three times thicker. Little Larry would be catching up soon though. Little Larry tried to wrap his small hand around my husband’s fat penis, and begin stroking it like his new Daddy was stroking his. Ron laid his head back, and moaned as little Larry masturbated him. I stood there and watched, and after about 3 or 4 minutes, Ron started to moan louder and started to thrust his hips up and down. Little Larry did an outstanding job hanging onto the fat penis as he continued to stroke it. Seconds later long thick ropes of cum shot out of Ron’s cock. Little Larry, the trooper that he was, never slowed his stroking. He seemed to know not to stop stroking Daddy while he was squirting stuff out of his penis. By the time runs orgasimed finally ended, little Larry’s small hand with covered in cum. He brought his hand up to his nose and sniff it. “Taste it little Larry.” My husband told him. “It tastes good and if you swallow enough, it’ll make your penis bigger.” Knowing this boy was going to have an enormous cock by the time he hits puberty, this was a pretty smart thing to say actually. All we needed to do now is have my husband cum in his mouth a few times, have him swallow it. Then as his penis naturally grows into the 10 or 11 inch cock it’s destin to be, he’ll be convinced swallowing cum is what did it. Little Larry stuck out his tongue, and took a little lick. He took a minute to taste it, then took another lick. After deciding that it wasn’t bad, he started licking his hand clean. “There’s more on Daddy’s penis little Larry.” I said as I watched him lean down and begin to lick the sperm off of my husbands deflated cock. Ron looked up at me and smiled, then mouthed the words, thank you. He put his hand on the back of little Larrys head, as Larry licked up and down his penis, which was beginning to get hard again. I still hadn’t peed since I got up, so I went into the bathroom to empty my bladder. When I came back out, Don’s penis was fully hard, and little Larry had the head of it in his mouth. He really couldn’t fit much more than the head in his mouth. My husband was holding the sides of his head, gently moving it up and down so his penis was going in and out of little Larry’s mouth. I was shocked when within 2 minutes or so, my husband announced he was going to cum. I haven’t seen my husband cum twice in the same day in over 10 years. “Okay Larry, swallow it all so your penis will get bigger.” Don said as he held little Larry’s head still, while he pumped his cum into the little boy’s mouth. Little Larry did a really good job of swallowing it, but some did run out of the sides of his mouth. It looked adorable to see the little black boy with a white penis in his mouth. Once all the cum was cleaned up, we noticed poor little Larry was still hard. He needed relief. Now it was my turn. I took my pants off, and got on the sofa next to the little Larry. “Come over here honey and stand in front of me.” I said as I took his hand and guided him to stand in front of my spread open legs. I reached down and took hold of his hard penis and pulled him closer to my vagina. I took his penis and ran the head up and down the split of my wet vagina getting it nice and wet, then position him at my hole. “Push your penis inside me little Larry.” I told him as I grabbed a hold of his hips and pulled him forward. His penis slid very easily all the way into me. His pelvic bone was up against my clitoris, and I started to grind my clit against him. Without being told, little Larry started pistoning in his penis in and out. The little boy was fucking me like a rabbit. I started to cum and continued cumming as long as he was trusting his penis in and out of my soaking wet vagina. And he lasted at least 10 minutes. By the time he couldn’t continue anymore, I was ready to pass out. I laid down on the sofa and slept for the next 2 hours. TBC

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