It's been at least six months since Samuel Watson's preteen girl friend Sara left Windy city Illinois with her mother and step father. Sara was a good girl, she kept their older younger love affair secret. She never told anyone about the secret organization called The Society, or the pornographic photos and videos Sam took of her sucking his cock, even taking his hard cock up her ten year old pussy as he fucked her, using his webcam, or his digital video camera to catch their taboo porn action. Both Sam and Sara enjoyed sharing their sexual exploits online with members of The Society. Now since Sara left town, Sam needs a new girl to take her place. He's sad and lonely, everyday he fights thoughts of suicide. He desperately needs a new preteen lover.

Chapter One: A Walk In The Park

Now Samuel and his two year old black Cocker spaniel named Blossom spend a lot of time walking the local neighborhood park and streets alone, looking for a girl to take Sara's place. But so far each girl he meets, cant compare to Sara. Today he's just about to leave the park, its getting late. Apparently all of the usual girls he's met at the park have gone home to their mothers and fathers. He whispers to his dog as they walk back towards the sidewalk that will eventually lead him back to his modest; old but well kept Victorian home.

"Well Blossom, looks like we go home alone. I'll give you a rawhide bone to chew on, then I'll go online and see if my friends in the society posted any new pics or videos of pretty young things doing nasty deeds for their boyfriends. Maybe that'll get my mind off Sara." Blossom suddenly barked at someone coming up the street on a bicycle. Sam's heartbeat quickened, as his eyes fell upon a beautiful sight. It's a young girl riding her pink stingray bike his way. As she comes closer, he figures the girl to be at least ten years old.

She wearing her naturally curly brown hair cut shoulder length. Her eyes are hazel brown, she's smiling showing off a set of cute dimples. It's late June, she's dressed in a snug fitting blue tank top, a short floral print skirt, white tennis shoes with pink laces. She spoke as she stopped her bike next to Sam and Blossom.

"Hi mister, does your cute little doggy bite. Can I pet him?" she said, sounding unsure if she should try, knowing even cute puppy's like his dog bite from time to time. She didn't know Sam's cocker spaniel loved young girls almost as much as her master does. Sam felt the same feelings he had when he met Sara, he opened up his charming personality, wanting this sweet curly haired brunet to be his next girlfriend.

"Oh sure, go right ahead. Don't worry sweetheart, the only thing Blossom bites is her favorite toy," Sam charmingly smiled, observing this cute four foot eight preteen from head to toe. Her floral print skirt hiked up as she climbed from her bike, briefly exposing the crotch of her pink panties: Sam's favorite color for girls panties of course.

"So sweetheart, are you the new girl on the block. I don't think I've seen you around here before today."

The girl knelt down to pet Blossom, he did the same. His eyes caught another cock hardening glimpse of her panties. She giggled before answering his question, because Blossom stuck her cold nose between her legs. Sam thought to himself, how lucky his dog is, she can get away with what he longs to do with this beautiful curly haired girl. She regained her composure, answering his question.

"Yes, mommy and me moved in two days ago. We finally got our beds and stuff set up. Now moms taking a nap. I decided to go check the park out."

He noticed sadness in her eyes when she looked out over the park, not seeing any kids around the swings or the monkey bars. Her small shoulders slumped she frowned "Sigh"

"I guess I'm too late. All the kids I saw out here before must've went home."

Sam took advantage of the situation. "Hey, don't be sad there's still some daylight left," he placed his hand on hers, she was petting his dog. She looked into his trustful warm brown eyes. He told her.

"Hurry over to the swings, I'll push you a few times before it gets to late."

She smiled happily. "Thank you mister!!" She wasted no time quickly climbing on her pink bike, giving Sam an eyeful of her camel toe, before riding away towards the empty park swings. Sam had a good feeling, he just met a good candidate for a girlfriend. He whispered quietly to his dog as he followed her to the swing sets.

"Come on Blossom, lets go find out what this vision of beauties name is. With any luck, I'll be sticking my nose between her legs next."

At the swings he helped the girl climb on the seat of an empty swing, his fingers felt the lumps of her budding breast beneath her tank top. Not wanting to scare her off, he didn't let his fingers linger to long, he knew there'll be time for that later. In a kind voice he asked. "What's your name little girl."

"My names Lyla Summers," she looked back at him smiling. "What's your name?"

He pulled the swing back holding onto the chains near her slender hips, he pushed the swing forward.

"My names Sam Watson, its very nice to meet you Lyla Summers." Lyla giggled with delight as her young body glided out high over the ground below. "Weeeeee. This is so much fun," she exclaimed. Her bare legs kicked out helping the swing move back and forth. Sam stepped in front of her, hoping to catch another glimpse of her crotch. She was having so much fun swinging, she didn't notice where his eyes were looking.

She swung upward, Sam grasped her by the ankles, he held her there just long enough to take a quick examination of her camel toe. "Hey what are you doing Sam." It wasn't a fearful question, she giggled it out while he held her by the ankles.

"I'm stopping you, so I can ask one more question," she giggled. "Well what Sam?"

"Is your mommy married." Her face turned sad when she thought about the question.

"No she's not married. I don't know who my daddy is. Mom told me once, that I'm a mistake, she never wanted to be pregnant with me." What she said made him angry. "Your moms wrong baby, you're absolutely not a mistake." His reply made her smile, he pulled back on her ankles, then let her glide backwards. Lyla giggled childishly as her body swung quickly up, then back towards Sam.

"I wish you were my daddy," she said. "Are you married. Do you have any kids." He stood with eyes transfixed on her exposed panties. "Nope, I'm free and single. My wife divorced me five years ago. We never had any children."

What he told her was true, he was married for ten years. Five years ago the wind left the sails of their marriage. He found out his wife was having an affair, they split, she didn't get a penny of alimony. His ex wife made a big mistake, because Sam became a wealthy man after his mother died, leaving him the family fortune. Not wanting to spend his wealth on an expensive home, he moved into the old Victorian style home he now lives in at this time. Lyla stopped swinging, she stood quickly then ran towards the monkey bars.

"Come on Sam help me up on the monkey bars. I love climbing these things!"

Once again Sam copped a feel of her breast buds while lifting her to the highest bar. As she made her way hand over hand across a series of multiple bars he asked. "How old are you sweetheart." She didn't answer right away. He's completely delighted watching her hook her legs over one of the bars, then turn upside down. Her floral print skirt flopped over her midsection, exposing what the dress hid underneath.

"Ha...he..he...ha," she giggled childishly. "I just turned ten, three weeks ago." She stayed upside down, pointing her finger at Sam.

"How old are you Sammy." She knew he was looking at her exposed panties, she didn't seem to care. "I'm....a...I'm forty-five sweetheart." He's so turned on by the sight of her exposed panties, he had a hard time speaking. Dirty thoughts quickly turned his cock hard, he found himself wanting Lyla even more then before. He heard his stomach growl, then heard Blossom barking at some teenage boys playing baseball in a fenced in baseball diamond behind them.

He called Blossom, she came running back their way. He turned his attention back to Lila, she's now sitting on top of the monkey bars, legs spread wide. "Lyla its getting late and I'm hungry. Would you like to join me for dinner at my house?" She thought a minute, not sure if she should accept an invitation from a stranger. At first he thought she'd declined, to he delight she didn't.

"Yeah I'm hungry too. I know mom didn't go grocery shopping this week," she sighed, her shoulders slumped once more.

"We don't have anything to eat at home. Help me down from here, I'll go have dinner with you. I bet mommy's still asleep. She sleeps a lot these days, she'll probably still be asleep when I get home."

Sam helped her down. "Is your mom sick or something. Is that why she sleeps all the time."

Lyla sadly replied. "I guess she is. She takes lots of medicine, but I don't know why, she never sees a doctor. Her friend Bobby brings her lots of pills, but they're not in bottles, they're always in sandwich bags."

Now he knows why this little girl is so sad, her mother is most likely addicted to pain pills. America's new drug of choice. He took her by the hand, she smiled happily at him.

"Come on sweetheart, lets go make dinner." As they walk he thinks to himself. I'll be eating your sweet pussy for desert, I bet you taste sweet as peaches. Suddenly Blossom brushed against his leg, disturbing his fantasy.

"I better put you on a leash, before you get me a fine for running around the park like a wild dog."

Lyla helped him hold the rambunctious spaniel while he snapped her leash back in place.

"I love your dog Sam. I've always wanted a dog, but mom always says no." Sam snuck a kiss on her cheek, she smiled although surprised by his sudden show of affection.

"You come to my house and play with Blossom any time you want, she loves pretty little girls like you. And so do I." he said charmingly.

Chapter Two: Sex, Food, And Sweet Lyla For Dessert

Sam's so happy Lyla accepted his invitation. He began preparing fried chicken, along with some canned veggies. From what Lyla told him about her drug addicted mother, he knew the poor kid most likely never eats a very healthy diet.

"Can I help?" she asked. "Sure. There's a bag of mixed salad in the fridge. Get that out, throw it in a bowl. There's a big tomato in the crisper, get that out, slice it up, then add that to the bowl of salad."

Lyla found the bag of salad, and the tomato. Sam noticed the young girls confusion, as she tried her best to slice the ripe red tomato. She's somewhat short, only four eight at the least. Sam stepped behind her, she's holding the knife in her right hand. He placed his hand on hers, he loves how soft her skin is. He whished he never had to let go. His cock gently pressed into the small of her back, it began growing hard once more.

"Here baby, I'll teach you how to slice a tomato." As he helped her slice the tomato, he began pressing his tingling cock against her warm young back. "Ah, now that feels nice; don't it baby...I mean, that's how we slice a nice ripe tomato."

Sam is no rapist; at least in his mind, he loves slowly seducing young girls. He's very good at it. He learned the art of seduction a long time ago, during his teenage years. It was back then when he discovered, his fetish for young girls. His preteen lover Sara left him six months ago. For six months he struggled with depression and thoughts of suicide. Lyla is just what he needs to quell these thoughts.

"Sam, can you move back a little. Your crushing me!" she said sounding a bit breathless. Sam looked down noticing he was unintentionally forcing his pelvis into his preteen friends back a little to hard. But now his cock is almost completely hard. Pre cum is draining from its tip. His inner thoughts tell him.

Take this sweet girl to the bedroom. Rip her panties off. Fuck her like there's no tomorrow. Sam fights his urges. He so wants to do what his inner thoughts tell him. Suddenly he hears the grease in the frying pan sizzling loudly. He's heating it up for fried chicken, its sizzling and smoking. It will definitely catch fire soon, if he doesn't react now. He moved away quickly pulling the frying pan from the burner. He joked nervously.

"Whew, its getting hot in here, isn't it baby!!"

In about a half hour, dinner is ready. But not before he makes his first move to seduce Lyla. He suddenly lifts her up, sitting her on the counter near the kitchen sink. She giggled nervously, not expecting her new adult friend to do what he did.

"Can I kiss you Lyla. Every since I first saw you riding your bike toward me this evening I've wanted to kiss those gorgeous lips of your's," he begged. "Can I please kiss you." She nervously shrugged her shoulders, not sure what to say.

"You want'a kiss me on the lips. Like a boyfriend kisses his girl friend; kind of kiss?"

He laughed. "Yes you've got that right. Just like a boyfriend kisses his girlfriend."

He began slowly lowering his lips to hers. She's sitting high enough on the kitchen counter for a proper kiss. She's about to speak, but Sam's lips cover hers, quelling her voice. Lyla feels the warmth of his mouth on hers, she likes how it feels. She doesn't know what to do, she lets him show her. Sam gently parted his lips, letting the tip of his tongue touch her soft young lips. She feels his wet tongue gently licking her lips, it tickles, she pulled away giggling.

"Is that your tongue tickling me?"

He laughed amusingly. "Yes I'm sorry babe. I guess you've never had anyone French kiss you before; have you?"

"That's a French kiss," giggle. "No I've never done that before. As a mater of fact, I've never kissed a boy on the lips before either," she blushed when she told him that.

"Well I think its time you learn sweetheart." He gave her a gentle peck on the lips. Then instructed her on the proper way to kiss a man.

"Ok I'm not letting you down to eat dinner until you learn to kiss me the way I like to be kissed."

He lowered his lips to hers. He spoke letting his lips gently caress hers. She fought the urge to giggle, he sounded very serious when spoke.

"Part your lips, but just a little bit. When my lips touch yours, stick your tongue out, but just a little, let your tongue touch mine."

He kissed her once more. She opened her mouth, feeling his tongue touch her lips. She let her tongue touch his. She wanted to pull away, she knew she shouldn't kiss a grown man like this. She couldn't stop him, her childish curiosity wouldn't let her. She thought to herself. Kissing like boyfriend girlfriend, is kind of fun.

A warm rush of tingling pleasure flowed down her spin, over her erect nipples, down between her legs. She's been warned not to touch her vagina. Her mother slapped her hand away once when she caught her playing with her cunny, when she was very young. Since that time she never did that again.

Lyla felt Sam's finger tips slip under the crotch piece of her panties. He pushed the tip of his index finger between the soft virgin folds of her cunt lips. She cant stop him, she suddenly lost control of her body. Her hips began pushing into his touch; not away. She knows what he's doing, is supposed to be bad. But if its so bad: Why does it feel so good. Sam noticed her erotic reaction too, he broke away from the taboo kiss, but kept fingering her hairless cunt lips. Now he has about one quarter inch of a finger tip, buried between the folds of her virgin cunt lips. He whispered to her.

"You like how that feels, don't you baby. Spread your legs wide for me, let it happen. Its not bad, if feels good; right baby girl?" He looked into her half closed hazel brown eyes. "Let it happen sweetheart, your body likes the way I'm loving you. Please don't move away, just let it happen. I promise, I have no intention of ever hurting you."

The way he spoke made her feel at ease, she spread her legs wide for him. Sam knelt down on his knees, he pushed the crotch piece of her panties to one side, he began licking and sucking her musky sweet virgin cunt. Lyla taste divine. Her sex seems even sweeter then Sara's. Lyla didn't move away, her mind said run, but her young body said stay. Sam heard her childish moans of pleasure. Hearing her moan he sucked her clit harder, she came, he swallowed every drop of her virgin girl cum. He stood up placing his arms around her, letting his preteen girl friends body shiver and shake from feelings of her very first orgasm. He softly whispers in her ear, still holding her trembling body.

"Did you like what I just did sweet baby. It didn't hurt one bit; did it?"

Her voice trembled. "I....think so....But I don't think you should do it again. It made me feel all funny inside."

Her reply made him laugh. "I think you like feeling all funny inside, just like my ex girlfriend Sara. She had mixed emotions when I kissed her cunny like that the first time too." He kissed her on the lips then placed his hands under her arms, lifting her from the kitchen counter. "Come on, lets eat before dinner gets cold."

They ate dinner in silence. Sam worried, maybe he moved to fast when he kissed her then ate her pussy in the kitchen. Lyla suddenly broke the silence. "Why did you break up with that girl named Sara?"

"We broke up, because her mother and step dad moved to Wisconsin."

"Why didn't she stay with you. She was a grown-up; right. She didn't have to move with her parents?"

"No Sara's a few months older then you are. She had to go with her mom and dad," he said sadly.

She looked him over suspiciously. "Are you a child molester or something." Sam half expected her to quickly run from his home after asking this question. But instead of running away, she just took another bite of her chicken leg, waiting for a reply. Sam snickered nervously.

"No baby, I'm not a child molester. I guess if I was to label myself, I'd call myself a girl lover. As a mater of fact, that's what all my online friends in the girl love society call themselves as well."

"You have girl loving friends. Do they have young girlfriends too." she said curiously.

"Yes sweetheart. As a mater of fact, just before I met you at the park. I was going home to log on to my favorite web sight. It's a special sight where men like me, and girls as young as you go to chat. They also post special pictures and videos of themselves having sex."

"They have sex and let everyone watch," she blushed. "That's nasty, but can I see it. I'm curious, I didn't know there is a sight like that." Sam liked her reaction, its just what he's hoping for.

"Why sure, come on follow me. I'll log on, but you'll have to close your eyes when I do that. I have a very secret password, I don't want you to know what it is: At least, not yet anyway."

Chapter Three: Showing Lyla To The Society

Sam keeps his computer on an old wooden office desk located in his bedroom. He turned the lights on as they enter the room. Lyla noticed where they are, she stopped in the doorway, suddenly afraid to go any farther. She knows adult bedrooms aren't just for sleeping.

"Come on in babe. Have a seat on the bed, but close your eyes while I log in." His charming voice made her feel safe, she sat on the bed then closed her eyes.

"Don't open them until I say so; ok." She smirked. "Ok, but this better be worth it buddy!"

"Oh yes baby. It will be worth it!" he replied sounding slightly sinister, admiring the cute child with sensual desire before turning away to log on. He brought the sight up then typed his password in. The sights name came up in bold black and gold lettering. Once logged in, several still pics, and a few unopened videos appear, ready to be opened and enjoyed by any open minded society member.

Lyla stayed seated on his bed like a good girl. Her eyes closed tightly. Sam snuck over gently touching his lips to hers. He loves kissing her, the girls soft warm lips are so addicting. She opened her eyes.

"You just wanted to get me in here to kiss me; didn't you Sam." she said with a smile.

"Come over to my computer. No wait, not yet." She watched him open a drawer on the desk. He pulled two masquerade style mask out. One mask is surly meant for a girl. Its covered with silver sparkles, its designed to cover ones face from above the eyes to the bridge of the nose. The other mask is his, Its a black Lone Ranger mask. Sam slipped his mask on exclaiming. "Hi-yo silver away!"

Lyla most likely never heard of the Lone Ranger, but she laughed at her silly somewhat handsome older friend anyway. She likes his full head of salt & pepper grey hair, his kind brown eyes. And he's tall too. She likes tall men and boys. For some reason, even after he charmed her into letting him lick and suck her cunt, she likes the old perverted guy; no mater what. It all makes her wonder, if what her mother, and the teachers at school say about men they call pedophiles. They make them all sound so evil, but Lyla thinks Sam's definitely not evil: A little strange maybe, but not evil.

"Put your mask on Lyla. Our mask will make us anonymous to any unwanted sight invaders. You'll see everyone who chats using a web cam wears some kind of mask. And hey, its fun; right!"

He patted his lap. "Sit here, get comfortable because: You're about to take the ride of your life baby."

She sat on his lap, Lyla noticed nude pictures of many different young girls, doing so many unspeakable things. Some pictures are of young girls sucking men's cocks. Others are of girls being fucked in different positions. Some are being fucked by multiple partners. One picture especially catches her hazel eyes. There's a pretty red haired twelve year old. She's squatting over a man reverse cowgirl style, the man's cock is buried deep within the girls hairless pussy.

"Doesn't that hurt her." she asked. Sam hugged her steeling a kiss on her cheek.

"No as a mater of fact, that girl is a good friend of my friend Mr. B. "Here use the mouse. Click on the image. It's a video, her names Cunt."

Lyla giggled. "Who names their daughter Cunt, that's a weird name."

Sam smirked. "Her names not really Cunt, that's her online name. I don't know what her real name is."

Lyla clicked on the picture, it quickly down loaded. It has sound, the girl moans and pants as she rides the faceless adult like a porn star. Lyla's watching the video so intently, at first she doesn't notice Sam slipping his hand between her legs. She's sitting on his lap, her legs are spread, she feels his finger pushing the crotch of her panties aside.

"Hey what are you doing!" He didn't pull his fingers away, he whispered to her.

"Shhh baby girl. Don't worry about what I'm doing, just spread your pretty legs and enjoy."

His voice relaxed her once more, she spread wider letting his finger go deeper. Her body shivered from a small orgasm. She liked the feeling of Sam's finger tips, as they pressed against her sensitive young clit in a circular motion.

"You like how this feels; don't you baby girl....Mmm your cunnies getting so wet!" His fingers rotated quickly over her sensitive clit. Sam kissed the corner her mouth. She replied breathlessly.

"Yesss...I do...like it," she moaned. Sam's cock grew hard once more. Sam noticed the sex scene on the computer screen has changed. Now Cunt is sitting nude on the edge of a bed, she's sucking her lovers cock, her own pussy juice is glimmering from the mans cock shaft. "Suck it Cunt,' says Mr. B. He's the online girls lover.

"Can I teach you, to do that to me sweetheart. I love giving you pleasure, but my penis needs attention too." She stammered. "You...want me to put your....thing in my mouth..I don't know If can do that."

Her hazel eyes show worry. Sam lowered his lips to hers, gently forcing her to French kiss him once more. The kiss tells her, she needs to do what he asked her to do, his fingers make her young pussy tingle so nice.

"Please suck me, just like she's doing him. Please baby girl, I need my cock sucked. Please!!" She looked into his sad brown eyes.

"Ok I'll do it." Her sweet voice quivered nervously. "Please don't hurt me."

Sam spoke reassuringly. "I have no intention of hurting you baby. Don't worry Lyla, I think you'll enjoy giving me pleasure," he kissed her.

"I also want my friends to watch you suck me. I'm going to stream it on the web-cam while you do me. Now stand up, I need to take my pants off." Lyla stood up, her knees felt week.

"Take your cloths off too sweetie. Get naked, just like all those pretty girls on the web sight. My friends are going to love you, because you're so damn pretty."

Lyla feels as if she's under some kind of strange spell. Without thinking she lets Sam remove her blue tank top. He kneels down, helping her remove her floral print skirt. Sam's heart beats furiously as he places his thumbs in the waistbands of her sexy pink panties. When he touches her skin, he feels her body trembling.

"Your nervous aren't you babe," he kissed her lips. "Don't worry, because once you learn how to pleasure me with your sweet mouth. In the coming days after this, you'll be begging me to let you suck me."

Sam slowly slips her panties down, letting them fall to the floor. He stood, then guided Lyla to the computer chair. She heard his voice tremble. "Have a seat right here baby,"

He quickly unbuckled his belt, dropping his trousers and black boxer briefs at the same time. Lyla didn't see the devilish look on his face, his hard seven inch cock has her full attention. Part of her mind tells her. Run. Getaway from here. She doesn't want to leave. Maybe its the musky sweet scent of his cock meat. Or maybe its the hard thickness of a grown mans cock shaft. Her curiosity has her young mind and body transfixed. A little voice from somewhere deep within, tells her. Touch it, explore it, get to know it. Sam's body shivers with delight when Lyla gently touched his hardness.

"Ahh yes that's good. Now grasp it with your right hand, use your left hand to play with my nuts."

Lyla looked puzzled. "Your nuts. What are nuts?"

"Ha..ha" "Sorry sweetie, I forgot. You are a virgin; aren't you."

He guided her left hand to his testicles.

"These are what some people call nuts. I wants you to rub them gently while you suck me and stroke my cock."

She looked puzzled once more. "Your cock?"

Sam laughed while wiggling his hard member close to her face.

"This is my cock. Now please suck it, don't stop till you make me cum."

Lyla heard the urgent tone in his voice, he sounded sort of angry. She didn't want her knew friend to be angry with her. She guided the musky scented cock between her soft warm lips. Sam moaned softly. Just seeing this young virgin doing as he asked, is almost enough to make him cum prematurely. Its been a long time since Sara, his ex lover sucked his cock. At one time she was an oral virgin too, but she was a quick learner. Sam felt Lyla's teeth touch his cock, not hard enough to cut him, but enough to get his attention.

"Fold you lips over your teeth sweetheart," Lyla quickly did as he said. "Good girl." he moaned.

"Now as you suck me stroke me with your lips and hand. Move your head back and forth, along with your hand."

She began doing what her friend said. She heard him moan. Mistaking moans of pleasure for moans of pain, she stopped. "I'm not doing it right. I'm hurting you!" Sam wrapped his fingers into her curly brown hair.

"No sweet baby, your doing fine. Keep doing what your doing: Make me cum." Lyla didn't know what cum meant, but she's bound and determined to make him cum. She missed the ending scene of the online video. She didn't see Cunt let her lover jerk off until he shot white sticky sperm into her wide open mouth.

"Yes, suck it Lyla baby, stroke me just like that...ahh yeah baby...that's good."

He's so turned on. No mater how bad of a blow job Lyla gives him. He's going to cum no mater what. Thoughts of drenching this pretty young virgins tonsils with loads of hot sperm, make the bad blow job worth the occasional feeling of her teeth scrapping against his cock worthwhile. He knows he'll have time to teach her more, in the coming weeks and months to follow.

Sam moaned in pleasure, Lyla's mouth feels so damned good on his cock. She never stopped sucking and jerking his hard cock. After a few moments Lyla's first blow job isn't so bad after all. He feels cum churning deep within his nuts. Without warning Lyla, he let it happen. Not wanting her to stop when he orgasms in her mouth, he wrapped all ten fingers tightly in her curly head of hair. He began fucking her mouth. Not letting her pull away. He hears her gag, but it doesn't stop him, he fucked her mouth harder.

Lyla tasted warm sticky salty fluid flowing from Sam's cock. She gags a little when the tip of his cock touches the back of her throat. The taste of his cum is peculiar. Not what she considers a bad taste, nor a good taste. For some unknown reason, the taste of his cum makes her cunny tingle. She doesn't know why but it does. Out of curiosity, she reaches between her legs with her free hand. She feels wetness. But its not pee, its slippery. The tips of her own fingers against the soft sticky folds of her cunny feels good, she rubs her cunt lips, letting Sam cum in her mouth.

Sam keeps a firm grasp of her thick hair, shoving his member in her mouth, letting his balls pump every last drop of sperm down her throat. Lyla finally gains enough strength to push him away, and out of her mouth. But Sam's forcefulness made her swallow every drop of cum. He opened his eyes, she's looking up at him.

"Did...I make you cum?" she said, her voice trembling fearfully. He let loose of her hair, then knelt down. Not caring about the cum on her lips, he kissed her passionately, using one hand to guide her face to his lips the other stroking her bare back. He pulled away whispering, letting his lips caress hers, his voice is weak from a much needed orgasm.

"Yes...you did make me cum. You're a fast learner Lyla."

She screamed softly when he suddenly lifts her body from the chair. "Sam...What are doing!!"

He didn't answer, he carried her to his bed. She giggled when he suddenly dropped her nude body, she giggles childishly as her petite body bounced then stopped. He lay over her, holding the weight of his body from hers with his arm on the bed.

"It's my turn to make you cum now." He kissed her lips, then began working his way down her soft young body. Kissing her neck, her earlobes, the soft skin of her shoulders. She giggled childishly, his lips made her erect nipples tingle in a very nice way. Sam explored her developing breast, using his lips and tongue. Each cone shaped tit is a perfect mouthful. He took his time, sucking, licking, and caressing each small breast. He made his way over her flat tummy, kissing her multiple times around her belly button.

Giggle. 'Stop it, before you tickle me to death." She exclaims, but she loves all the sensual attention he's giving her, she knows its wrong: Or at least that's what all the adults in her life tell her. As his lips slide closer to her tingling cunt lips, she hears the voices of her teachers, priest, and her mother telling her about good touch, bad touch. The warm tingling feelings in her wet cunt, make her think.

"What they say, is wrong. Mmm...I like being touched like this!!"

"Spread your legs Lyla baby. I'm having your sweet cunt for dessert." She feels his hands on her knees gently spreading them apart. He whispers sensually. "Spread your legs as wide as you can baby."

As we watch from above, she spreads so wide, the pink lips of her vulva open wide for his tongue. Sam loves the scent of her virgin cunt. It's a mix of urine, and young girl sweat. His cock becomes hard once more. As he licks her, his hips thrust back and forth. He wants to fuck her, but not yet. He hears her moan. Mmmm...ugh..Mmm. Its music to his ears.

Using both hands he spreads her pink flower open, with his thumbs and forefingers. He's completely delighted when her young hips begin humping back and forth, forcing her crotch against his hard working tongue. He slid one thumb to her butt hole. Working just its tip inside, not wanting to alarm her. She moans. Mmmm....giggle. "What are...doing to meee."

"I'm loving you sweetheart. I'm loving you the way you deserve to be loved." he said between licks.

He kissed and licked her wet cunt a little more. "Do you like it....Or should I stop?" She didn't speak, she kept wiggling her tight little ass, up and down, back and forth. Giggle. "Noooo...don't stop....I like it!!"

This made Sam work harder. He forced his long tongue deeper, he also pushed more thumb into her sphincter. This move sent the innocent young virgin over the edge. She began moaning uncontrollably. Wiggling her ass harder, into his invading thumb. This made him work even harder, he wanted to find out where her G-spot is, and how many times he can make this pretty girl cum. As he furiously sucks her immature clit, he counts at least eight orgasms before her body went limp. She stopped humping his tongue. He hears her breathing slowly return to normal. He knows she's finally completely satisfied. Her little body is totally spent. Sam lay his body next to hers, the July sun is sinking low. A beam of light shined over her perfect face. He noticed a tear running down her cheek. He kissed it away.

"I know you liked that baby girl. Please don't cry." he said, gently kissing her cheeks, then her lips. Her eyes are closed. She opened them suddenly. As if she just woke from an intense dream.

"I've got'a go home. Moms going to be mad at me." She sat up quickly, Sam's eyes explored the slight developing curves of her perfect preteen body.

"You can go home babe. I'm not a kidnaper. But please, don't be a stranger. Come back and see me." She gave him a serious look.

"I don't think I should come back...I shouldn't have let you do those nasty things to me. Its wrong Sam!!" She slid from the bed. He knew she'd say that. Its about the same thing Sara said to him the first time he did this with her. But she came back. The way Lyla's body reacted when he licked and sucked her pussy. She'll surly come back for more. And when she comes back, he'll do it over and over, until she becomes addicted to his touch. He has a way with girls like Lyla, she'll come back for more. No mater what she says know.

He sat on the edge of the bed watching her dress. She pulled her snug fitting tank top on first, she then bent down to pickup her sexy pink cotton panties.

"I want those panties sweetheart. If you don't come back, I'll keep them in memory of you." He begged. "Please let me have them."

She blushed, then slowly walked to him.

"Here, have them. You're a weird guy Sam." He took them, they felt so soft against his finger tips. Just like her soft skin.

"Thanks baby," he said, before raising them to his nose. He watched her slip into that damned sexy floral print skirt. He found an ink pen laying on his bedside table. As she finished dressing, he wrote his home phone number, and cell number on a small slip of note paper.

"Please take my number. If you want'a talk, just call me. We're friends now Lyla. We should keep in touch?" She took the small note paper from his hand, slipping it inside a pocket near the waistband of her dress. "I probably won't call. But I'll take it if it makes you happy sir."

"Lyla, please don't call me sir. You know my name. Girlfriends never call boyfriends sir," He reached out to her. "Come here girl. Give me a goodbye Kiss & hug."

She slowly stepped closer. He pulled her body to his. He's still nude, his cock lay against her blue tank top, precum soaked into the thin cotton material.

"Don't be afraid of me Lyla, I won't hurt you."

"But what we did Sam. I'm too young for this kind of stuff," she said seriously.

"Lyla, I felt the way your body reacted to what I did. Age doesn't mater. Even though you have the mind and body of a ten year old girl, your body reacted to my love making like a grown woman."

As they spoke Blossom came in. His black Cocker spaniel licked Lyla's leg, she knelt down giving the friendly pooch a hug. "Goodbye Blossom. I love you." Blossom barked at Sam.

"Ok girl, I'll take you outside. Let me get dressed." Lyla kept petting Blossom, while Sam dressed.

"Come on Lyla, walk outside with me and Blossom." Once outside, Lyla climbed on her pink stingray bicycle. Her short skirt hiked up, exposing her bare cunt.

"Oops I forgot, you have my panties." She blushed, pushing her dress down, trying to hide her exposed sex. Sam smiled seductively, he's eyeing her pretty pink cunt. "I don't see a thing," he lied. Although her sex is somewhat covered by the skirt, he likes the idea of his young friend exposing herself to strangers. Lyla smiled sweetly, then began peddling away.

"Goodbye Sam. Goodbye Blossom!!" she said happily. Sam knelt down petting his dog, whispering.

"If she looks back at us once more Blossom. I'll know she's the one for me."

His eyes followed the young curly haired brunet down the street. Just before she turned down the next street, she looked back, smiled and waved. Sam waved back, his heartbeat quickened, his cock tingled.

"She's the one for me. That's for damn sure!" He whispered softly. "The society's going to love you baby girl. I just know they will!!"

End Of Part One.

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