"Well, Hailey ... you see, girls and boys are built differently. For example, your mommy ..."

"Pfffft! I know the difference between weiners and vaginas, I'm not a little girl .." interrupted the little 6 year old as she rolled her eyes.

She continued. ".. I've seen weiners before."

"Really?! Where?!" I interrogated.

"Last year in kindergarten. Jimmy Offerman peed his pants in class and Mrs. Terry took them off and I saw his little finger looking thing right here." (she said as she pointed to her own crotch)

If I wasn't so intrigued with my current line of questioning I would've thought how incredibly cute it was that young children have a tendency to casually blurt out names of people they know, as if assuming these names have any personal relevance to anyone listening to them. Mrs. Terry, her teacher I suppose.

I pressed on. "Oh. That's it?"

"No. This one other time Moses .. I forget his last name because he was from room 4, told me he caught a bug during recess and asked if I wanted to see it. I said 'yeah' and he said come closer and when I did he said it was in his pants, but when I looked there was no bug and he tricked me just to make me look at his weiner! It looked just like Jimmy's but Moses had a brown one like his skin color. I called him a liar and went back to playing with Cindy."

"So all the 'weiners' you've ever seen were ones of other kids like you?"

"Yeah. How come yours is big?" she asked.

Any man would've been flattered to hear a question like that coming from a female, but I knew what Hailey was getting at.

"Well Hailey, aren't I a lot taller than Jimmy and Moses? Don't I have bigger hands and feet? So I also have a bigger weiner."

"Noooo! That's not what I mean!!! (I told you she could have a temper, didn't I?) My daddy is bigger (taller) than you but his weiner never pushes out of his pants! How come yours is big like that?!" she asked, pointing at my still throbbing bulge.

It was clear that Hailey was getting angered by my underestimating of her and was seeing through my attempts at turning this into some boring biology lesson. What she REALLY wanted to know was why men grew erections which appeared so different from all the flaccid penises she's seen.

"Hailey, I'll tell you. But you gotta promise not to tell your mommy or anybody else. Can you do that?"

"Why can't I tell anybody? Even Cindy?"

"No, you can't tell anyone, and if you promise not to I'll tell you why my penis looks like this. Can you promise?" I asked.

"Okay. Promise." she said nonchalantly.

"Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear" she replied, as my large digit wrapped around her tiny finger.

"Alright. Now, the reason why your mommy can't know is because she'll get jealous. You see Hailey, when a man's weiner gets big like this it means he found his one true love. You know like in the stories you read where the princess finds her prince? When a prince, that's me, realizes that someone is his match made in heaven, his weiner grows to tell him she's the one."

"I'M YOUR PRINCESS?! BUT MOMMY IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND!"

"I started dating your mom because she was real nice to me, but when I'm with her my weiner doesn't grow. You've seen it, right? Has my weiner ever been this big and pushed out of my pants whenever I'm sitting next to your mom?"

"Ummm, no."

"And have you ever seen it this big when I'm around any other girls?"

"No, I guess."

"That's right! So my heart is telling me that YOU'RE MY ONE TRUE LOVE. And there's proof to see whether we really are a match made in heaven."

"How?"

"Hailey, do you like me?"

"Well, duh. Yeah. You're nice to me, and buy me toys, and pick me up from school ..."

"Right. But have you ever felt a weird feeling coming from between your legs, especially when I'm sitting close to you, and especially more when my weiner is close to your vagina? It feels really weird but in a good way?"

"Huh??" suddenly this otherwise bossy 6 year old was blushing red in the face, perhaps embarrassed to reveal her secret bathroom masturbation sessions of the past several weeks.

"It's okay Hailey. I get those exact same feelings you do. And when I do, I like to go where no one's watching and touch my weiner which makes it feel so good. What do you do when you get those feelings? Actually, oh ... nevermind. You probably don't feel anything, which means you're not my one true princess."

"I get those feelings too! So I AM your princess!" she squealed.

"REALLY? How do you know these are the same feelings I'm talking about?"

"Because whenever we watch TV and I'm sitting on you I keep wanting to touch my vagina, and ... promise you won't tell mommy?"

"Won't tell your mommy what?"

"Swear you won't tell!"

"Hailey, we already pinky swore, remember?"

"Ummm ... I go to the bathroom and touch myself in there." she confessed, saying her last four words while shyly covering her eyes with her hands. She opened a crease between her index and middle fingers to peek at my response, hoping to gleam any clues from my body language as to whether I would call her naughty or tell her mother.

"Me too!" I reassured her. "Doesn't it feel SO GOOD when you touch it?" I tried to empathize, acting as if I'm discovering all this for the first time, though in truth I secretly owned video footage of this little 1st grader masturbating herself in the hallway bathroom. But she didn't need to know that part.

"Yeah ... it does feel good. And when I'm done I feel tired but in a really fun way! Am I a bad girl though?"

"Why would this make you a bad girl, Hailey?"

"Because Mrs.Terry said that's your private part and no one's supposed to touch it and I should go tell a grown up if anyone touches it. Is it okay to touch it myself though?"

"It sure is! I always touch myself there! I touch myself thinking about you!"

"I think about you too when I'm in the bathroom! I think about you kissing me like I see you kiss mommy!"

"And that, Hailey, is EXACTLY why you can't tell ANYONE about what I'm about to show you. Here's the first reason: if mommy ever found out about what you were doing and about me knowing that you're my true princess, what would she think?"

"She'll be real mad and say, 'hey that's MY boyfriend, not yours!'"

"That's right. So maybe she'll get so mad that she'll make you go live at your dad's house every day from now on so you and me can never see each other again?"

"Nooo! I don't wanna go live in that house!"

"But you won't have to if mommy never finds out about our secret, right? That way she'll never know. And I'll keep pretending to be mommy's boyfriend while I'm secretly your prince, how's that?"

"Yeah, I like that. And I'll keep it a secret that I'm your princess."

"It'll just be our secret! Next, here's why you can't tell any other grown up or even any kids our secret. Have you ever seen a grown up be married to a little kid before?"

"Nope, grown ups always marry other grown ups."

"That's right. So even if we were meant for each other we can't get married until you grow boobs as big as your mommy's."

"Like when I'm fifteen?"

"Yeah, when you're fifteen (the number 15 was an abstract 'old person' number for Hailey. She thought 15 meant one was old enough for anything - driving, drinking, voting). Until then we can't get married. But if any grown up finds out about our secret, they'll try to marry you off to someone else instead of me! Remember when we watched the 'Princess Bride' on video? What happened?"

"Buttercup was in love with Wesley but they made her marry bad guy Prince Humperdink!"

"And we don't want that! So it has to be our little secret. Even if a kid finds out, like Jimmy or Moses, they'll try to break us up. Do you want to marry Moses?"

"Eeeewwww!!!! No way!!! He picks his nose!"

"So let's just be secret boyfriend and girlfriend, promise?!"

"Promise!"

"Now I'm not sure if you're just saying that, Hailey. You're gonna have to prove that you really like me. First, I'll prove to you how much I like you. Here, look at this."

I finally did what I've been dreaming of doing for so long, exposing my lewd erection at the height of its lust to the innocent eyes of a 6 year old child. Raising my buttocks a few inches off the bed, I grabbed the elastic waistbands on the side of my shorts and pulled them down past my knees, causing my hard-on to bounce free from its bondage and sway in the air like a released Jack in the box.

Hailey's doe eyes nearly popped out of their little sockets as she gasped at the meaty organ which was longer than the size of her little foot. It was one thing to project the length of a man's erection while it remained buried in his pants; quite another to see it exposed in all its nude glory. Her eyes remained fixated on the stick I used to fuck her mother while her adorable little mouth formed an 'O' in mid-gasp.

"Are you surprised I have all this hair over here?"

"Naaww, mommy has hair there too. She said I'm gonna look like that too when I'm fifteen."

"Now doesn't this prove I'm your prince, Hailey? Look how BIG it got for you! It's NEVER like this for your mommy, only for you!"

"Whoa, it's as big as a subway sandwich!"

"And how big are Jimmy and Moses's weiners?"

She produced a gap between her thumb and index fingers that measured no longer than an inch.

"Haha! Looks like I must love you a lot more then! And right now I want to touch it so much because I'm feeling that feeling you get in the bathroom."

"Me too. I'm starting to get that feeling too."

"I have an idea then! Why don't we help touch each other? You can touch mine and I'll touch yours. Just show me how!"

"Umm, but Mrs. Terry said grown ups aren't supposed to touch me there ..."

"Not even your boyfriend?! Hailey, if you're getting those feelings in your vagina right now it means we were meant for each other and it's perfectly okay for boyfriends and girlfriends to touch each other, just like its okay for them to kiss. In fact, I'm gonna show you other ways that people kiss if you let me and swear you won't tell anyone. Mrs. Terry only said grown ups shouldn't touch you there because all of them, except me, are strangers who aren't your boyfriend."

"Ummmmm" she squirmed and hesitated.

"It's okay, you don't have to do anything you don't want. But if you really like me, will you at least touch my weiner and make it feel as good as you do in the bathroom? I sure would like that a lot .."

After a long pause, her combined curiosity and me framing the act as a charitable gesture got the better of her.

"Okay .. but I don't know how because I can't touch it the same way that I touch me ..."

"Hmmm, I don't know how you touch yourself either, Hailey. What if we try this? Let's just each touch ourselves and do it like we always do, but just lying side by side on the bed while we do it? I'll close my eyes if you want, and you can close yours if you want."

"Umm, okay. You first, Jim."

I closed my eyes and grabbed my pulsating shaft with my left hand and slowly proceeded to jerk it up and down, wanting her to see how taut the skin became on the downstroke, revealing fully the size of the obscene looking purple glans. I breathed heavily as I stroked, mimicking her labored breathing from the video so as to convince her that she and I were engaged in the same behavior, albeit with different organs.

A minute later, even with my eyes closed I could tell that Hailey was laying next to me from the shifting of the mattress springs I could feel underneath. I dared not peek yet because I didn't want her to have a case of stage fright. Suddenly I felt a small leg crossing the space between our bodies and resting over my right knee. Hailey must have her legs spread. I felt a fabric rubbing against my bare leg and opened one eye just the tiniest bit to see that it was her little panties, hanging now from just her left ankle.

In the silence of the room I could next hear her soft breathing, which gained in rhythm and intensity after a few moments, almost synchronizing with my own. Now and then her left elbow would lightly jab at the side of my ribs, telling me that she was either jacking herself off two-handed or primarily using her left. In her masturbation video I noticed that her technique was to use two fingers of one hand to pry her pussy lips apart, then using one finger of the other hand to flick up and down her clitoris. She didn't engage in any digital self-penetration, possibly because her young mind probably doesn't even know that's an option (and what a pussy hole was entirely for).

We were doing it. In the privacy of my girlfriend's apartment unit (with said girlfriend miles away attending class) I was lying in bed with her 6 year old daughter, exposing my adult penis to her and masturbating myself while I presumed she was doing the same with her panties (the modest covering of her innocence) rolled down to her ankle while her fingers must be getting slick from her juvenile sex dew.

Suddenly, my eyes opened at the sensation of a touch not caused by my own body. I looked down to see that my sweet little angel had placed her left palm directly over my glans, closing her fingers around it like an automobile driver operating the stick shift! She gently squeezed the head several times but otherwise didn't seem to know how to vary her strokes. I glanced to my right to see her beautiful eyes staring back at me. Her look was one of tentative permission-seeking.

"Oh Hailey! That feels sooooo gooood. Please don't stop ... please don't stop .... you're making me feel so good!"

Although I've had MUCH better handjobs before, this one was coming from the tiny hand of a 1st grade child so I didn't mind at all her inexperience and lack of technique. I let her squeeze the head to her heart's content. Hopefully future sessions would allow me to teach her some more advanced techniques. I didn't want to overwhelm her and cause her to feel confused or ashamed. The phrase 'baby steps at a time' couldn't have been more appropriate considering the context.

"Do you really like it?" she asked. "That's not how I touch myself but I thought you might like it."

"How do YOU touch yourself Hailey? Since I showed you mine would it be okay if you showed me yours now?"

Our first few minutes of parallel masturbation proved invaluable in lowering her inhibitions to this next question. The little girl likely wouldn't have complied if I asked her 5 minutes ago.

"Well ... okay." she said, peering under at between her own spread legs. She didn't seem to mind that my eyes were wandering to the same area, getting a great view of her slick and hairless pubic mound. A tiny little start of a slit can be visible from my viewing angle.

"So ... with me, I have to use two hands. I go like this with this hand (she showed me how she pried her labia folds apart) ... and with this hand I rub my middle part like this (she flicked her index finger up and down over her clitorial hood) ... and if you keep doing it it starts feeling REEEEEEAAAAALLLLYYYYY REALLY GOOOOOOOD!"

"Can I try? Just real quick?"

"Okay. You have to make sure to pull this and this (her labia) out of the way so you can touch the pink parts. That's the parts that feel the best. The middle right here feels the bestest."

I readjusted my position on her bed so that now she was spread eagled on her back and I was on my stomach with my face just a few inches in front of her mindblowingly pretty open pussy. Her sweet scent of child sweat and pussy juice overwhelmed my sinuses and it was a miracle I didn't cum buckets then and there.

In my mind I had my own ways that I wanted to masturbate her; but again, saving it for future sessions I instead went with her suggested approach, pulling apart her lips with one hand and rubbing her tiny clit with the other.

"Haaaaawwwwww ...." was her instant reaction as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth gaped open.

"Hey, I must be good at this! Ya like it Hailey?"

"Uh .... haawww .... huh ... like it ... haw ..."

I continued my slow rubbing and eventually could feel the little bump of a clitoris against my fingertip. It felt even smaller than the bump of a mosquito bite. It was turning me on so much I was breathing hot breaths right onto her pussy, which seemed to stimulate her clit even more.

"Hailey, remember when I said a minute ago that there's different ways boyfriend and girlfriends kiss?"

"Haaaaa .... haaaawwww ..... yeah?"

"Well, what do you think of this?" I asked, as I planted a puckered set of closed lips right on her shut pussy hole and made a gentle sucking motion.

"WHOA! What are you doing?!" she yelped, instantly coming out of her euphoric trance. She used her arms to get back into a leaning, sitting position and was suddenly reaware of her exposed nakedness, cupping both small hands over to cover her pussy. Shit, I got greedy and went a bit too far.

"Hey, it's okay! I just wanted to kiss you there, is all! Just a kiss."

"You like kissing my vagina? Why??"

"Well, I thought that maybe since I like getting my weiner kissed, maybe girls like getting there vaginas kissed. Sorry if I scared you Hailey, I didn't mean to. I just was curious if doing everything that makes me feel good made you feel good."

"You like getting your weiner kissed? Does mommy kiss you there?"

"No baby, mommy doesn't kiss me there. I think that's more proof I'm supposed to marry you when you're 15. But it sure would feel nice if someone kissed me there."

"Can I try?"

"Only if you want. I'll never make you do anything that you don't want."

"Do I kiss it like kissing someone on the mouth?"

"That's one way to do it. Another way is to open your mouth and put it inside your mouth. Then kiss it with your tongue. But make sure you don't bite it with your teeth if you do that, because that'll hurt a lot!"

"I'm gonna kiss it with my mouth closed then."

"Oh, okay. That's good too. But can you give me three kisses like that? Pretty please?"

Without answering, she leaned over and planted a soft kiss right near the entrance to my urethra. It was heavenly how soft her lips were. I pulled my cock back toward my navel so that the second kiss could be planted on the sensitive frenulum. She did so again, this time with a more audible *smooch*. Finally, I asked for the third kiss to be planted on my ballsack.

"Eww, but it's all hairy, LOL!"

"Just pretend it's a furry hamster silly!"

The little brat complied, but not before pinching both of her nostrils with her fingers and swooping down for such a quick kiss that I hardly felt any sensations on my actual scrotal skin.

"Hey! That one shouldn't count! I couldn't even feel that! I want my third kiss princess!"

My little angel had on a shit-eating grin on her face as I teased her, which reassured me that she's gotten over her earlier apprehension.

"All right, I'll give you another kiss. But it's a surprise, close your eyes."

I did as asked.

For a few seconds I felt nothing on my balls. But then I was surprised by a grip of soft flesh squeezing around the rim of my circumcized penis head. Opening my eyes I saw that my darling beauty had at last taken me into her mouth! She wasn't using her tongue like I asked but her little jaws were stretched wide to accommodate the entirety of my thick head completely into her mouth.

While I had my eyes closed, this time it was she who moved to lay on her stomach just in front of my cock and leaned forward to swallow the glans. She wasn't sucking or moving her mouth up or down; just holding her position with my cockhead firmly stuck inside her mouth. What was astonishing was that she maintained eye contact with me throughout; looking up curiously for any visible signs of approval that I was enjoying my third *kiss*.

And then it happened, sooner than I would've liked. I would've preferred that this part of Hailey's 'education' was saved for a future lesson, but an accidental brush of her tongue against my frenulum was all that it took. The sensation triggered the point of no return; the army of seeds that has been churning inside my balls had begun its voyage shooting up the vas deferens. In an instant these 100 million or so organisms would get mixed in their creamy white bath of nourishment and protection for their journey toward the womb. Only there would be no womb once my army left my body. They would instead parachute straight into the foreign oral cavity of a 6 year old little girl.

It was too late. Hailey was about to be ambushed with an unprepared surprise ..