Perverts 'R' Us

Little Girls' Panties

By Old Boy ( b/g+, pedo, con )

Any resemblance between this story's fictional characters and real people is purely coincidental.

I have a personal mission in life, to explore inside pretty little girls' panties and discover what they would conceal from me. I began this mission when I was a young boy, about eight years old. I thought girls were pretty but I didn't know quite why I felt attracted to them. I was curious about why girls dressed so differently from boys, wearing dresses instead of trousers, and panties instead of briefs.

I had no sisters, but there was a little neighbor girl I played with sometimes. Mary Jane was two years younger and she often followed my lead when we played. One warm sunny day we were alone in her back yard which was surrounded by a high board privacy fence. Her mother had to run to the grocery store to get something and she asked me to look after Mary Jane until she got back.

It occurred to me that this would be an opportunity for me to explore a girl and see what she was like naked. This was many years ago when most kids were quite ignorant about sex, not like kids are today. I had heard vague rumors that girls were different from boys. Of course I did know that older girls developed breasts, but other than that I was quite ignorant about female anatomy.

Mary Jane allowed me to undress her down to her panties, then pull down her panties and take them off over her bare feet. She stood before me in the grass as I knelt down and removed her panties. Imagine my surprise when I saw that she had no penis! It looked to me like she had suffered some terrible accident, as though someone had taken a hatchet to her between her legs and had chopped off her penis, leaving a deep scar there between her legs.

Gingerly I ran my finger along this imagined wound, fearful of hurting the girl. She giggled and stamped her feet as my finger tickled her. I saw that I was not hurting her and so I pressed harder at her crack. It opened up then and I saw that she was all pink inside there, but it did not look like a wound. It dawned on me then that this must be what all girls looked like, so different from boys.

About that time Mary Jane lost control of her bladder and my hand was suddenly wet with her pee. Hastily I pulled my hand away and I watched with interest as the girl peed in the grass. It was fascinating to see that girls could pee without a penis.

As she finished peeing, I spread her open with my fingers and I discovered she had a tiny pee hole in her crack. I studied her some more and found that there was another opening into her body just below the little pee hole. I checked out her bottom too and there I found a poop hole, no different than my own.

Returning to the front of the girl where she was so different from boys, I examined her more closely. I wondered what the little hole below her pee hole was for. I probed it with my finger but there was some resistance, a bit of skin preventing me from getting my finger inside her. I tried harder and then my finger suddenly went into her. Mary Jane cried out and I saw that I must have hurt her.

I withdrew my finger from the strange hole and I was alarmed to see that she was bleeding there. That scared me. I took the girl by the hand and walked with her into her house. I took her to the bathroom and gently dabbed at the bleeding area with some toilet paper. It didn't appear to be too bad. I found some Band Aids in the cabinet and used one on her little wound, careful not to cover over her little pee hole.

Mary Jane was no longer crying. In fact she giggled as I bandaged her. My fingers must have tickled her. For some reason unknown to me I felt my young penis seeming to swell up a little in my pants. I didn't know why it was doing that. Also I felt an impulse to kiss the little girl and I did, on her pretty mouth. She grinned at me shyly, apparently liking the kiss.

I got Mary Jane to promise not to tell her mother that I had undressed her and played with her. I took her back outside and got her dressed again, and just in time too because her mother returned home from the grocery store. The lady thanked me for looking after her little girl and I said I was glad to do that. It was time for me to go home for dinner and so I reluctantly left.

I was afraid that Mary Jane's parents would find out that I had undressed her, played with her, and made her bleed. It was with some trepidation that I went to see her a couple of days later. She smiled at me and was quite willing to play with me again, much to my relief. Her mother was home so I did not try to undress her, but I did ask the girl if she was okay down there between her legs.

Mary Jane said, "Yes Bobby, I took the Band Aid off yesterday and it is fine. I even poked my finger into my hole and it doesn't hurt now. If I let you stick your finger in me, will you kiss me again? I liked it when you kissed me."

Somehow the thought of poking my finger into her little girl-hole made my penis stiffen up in my pants again. I wondered why it was doing that. I could not stick my finger in her now with her mother in the next room I thought, but I knew I would want to do that with the girl again some other time.

"I can't do that now Mary Jane, but I can kiss you." I said, and so I did. Indeed I kissed her several times and she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me. Kissing her was fun, even though I didn't know enough then to do it with my mouth open. In fact her mother caught us kissing, but she just laughed and thought it was amusing.

"Well Mary Jane, it looks like Bobby is your boyfriend now," she said. I blushed a little, but I was glad that her mother was not upset with me kissing her daughter. I guess she just thought it was child's play, like playing house, and nothing to scold us about. I played some board games with Mary Jane then, but nothing else happened that day.

I was interested in confirming my suspicion that all girls had cracks between their legs instead of penises. There was another girl who lived down the street, Irene, who was more my age. I got to playing with her one warm sunny day. We lived on the edge of town and we went walking beyond the town limits to a grassy field with a lot of trees, almost like a park.

We ran around playing tag, sometimes falling down and laughing. Irene was wearing a skimpy sundress, quite short, and I got several good peeks at her panties. I noticed they had an interesting Minnie Mouse print on them.

"That is a nice picture of Minnie Mouse you have on your panties, Irene. Could you let me see it better?" I asked her.

"Yes Bobby, I like it too. Here, see how nice it is?" she replied, raising her brief skirt up and showing me the entire front of her panties. We were playing alone in the field and there was no one else around to see us.

"Yes, that is a nice print," I said, gently rubbing my hand over her panties as though to smooth them out. "You have nice legs too, Irene," I added as I ran my other hand up her leg, up to her panties. She giggled as my hand cupped her crotch through her panties.

"Oh Bobby, you shouldn't be touching me there," Irene said. However she was smiling at me and making no attempt to get away from me so I caressed her through her panties a little.

"I bet you are real pretty inside your panties Irene. Do you mind if I look at how pretty you are?" I said, trying to sound smooth. I took the waistband of her panties and tugged them down before she had much chance to reply.

"Oh Bobby, you shouldn't do that," she said as she stood with her panties drawn down to her thighs and her crotch now fully exposed. Ah yes I was right, girls do all have cracks there instead of penises, I thought. Gently I ran my hand over her bare girl-flesh, feeling the warmth and smoothness of the girl.

"You have such a pretty pee-pee, Irene," I said sincerely. The girl stood there smiling and looking down at my hand on her groin. This was going better than I thought it would.

"My older brother says it is not a pee-pee. He says it is my pussy," she informed me. "Pussy, that is something I will need to remember," I thought.

"Does your brother play with your pussy like this, Irene?" I asked her as I continued to fondle her. She stood quietly before me and let me spread her open with my fingers and look inside her pink crack. Yes, she had the same little holes there that Mary Jane did.

"Yes Bobby. I shouldn't tell you this because it is a secret. Promise not to tell?" she asked me.

"I promise," I replied.

"Well, sometimes my brother Howard sticks his penis in my hole and he moves it around and then squirts sticky stuff inside me," she informed me. This was indeed news to me.

"You mean he pees inside you?" I asked ignorantly.

"No, he calls it fucking. He says he fucks me, and he calls the sticky stuff his cum," she said. I had heard the word before when some older boy said, "Fuck you!" but until now I did not know what that meant. I was learning a lot of interesting stuff from Irene.

I noticed that the girl did not have a bit of skin blocking her hole the way Mary Jane did. I figured out that her brother must have broken it. By now I had taken off her panties. I had my middle finger deep inside her interesting hole and I noticed that it was very moist inside her. Somehow my thumb brushed against the top of her crack and Irene squirmed and giggled.

"Oh Bobby, you are tickling my clitty!" she said. Clitty? I wondered what that was.

"What's a clitty?" I asked, determined to find out as much about girls as I could.

Irene used her fingers to spread the folds of skin and she showed me a shiny little bump at the top of her crack. "See this Bobby? It is my tickle spot, very sensitive. Howard says it is my clitty."

Well of course I had to feel her little clitty then and I found out that I had to be very gentle with it. Irene loved it when I teased it a little. Meanwhile my middle finger was busy moving around in her wet hole. Irene didn't seem to mind it as I fingered her like that. In fact she was hunching her hips at my hand now.

"Do you like it when Howard fucks you, Irene?" I asked her, curious about this thing called fucking. I was aware that my penis had become curiously stiff in my pants again. It seemed to do that whenever I played with a girl's pussy, like my penis was trying to tell me something.

"Yes, sometimes. When he first fucked me two months ago it hurt at first, but now it feels nice." she said. "Howard says that when I get older I will be able to cum too. He says when a girl cums it is called an orgasm." Wow, I was really getting a lot of interesting information from Irene!

"I would like to try fucking," I said. "Will you let me fuck you, Irene?" I don't know where I got the courage to ask her that. I was blushing a little and afraid she would say 'no'.

Irene looked at me as I knelt before her with my finger still busy inside her. She smiled at me then and said, "If I let you fuck me Bobby, do you promise not to tell anybody?" Well of course I promised not to tell, even though I knew I would be bursting to tell other boys about this.

Irene took off her sundress then and we found a smooth grassy spot for her to lie down on. I quickly took off my clothes too. She giggled when she saw my cock sticking out and waving at her. Irene took it in her hand and played with it, and my cock grew bigger and stiffer. Then she indicated that I should get between her legs and she guided my penis into her pussy. Actually she said the hole in her pussy was called her vagina - another new word for me to remember.

As my penis entered a girl's vagina for the first time ever I was amazed at how nice it felt. She was all warm and wet inside and her vagina clamped and caressed my penis. I looked down at her smiling face gazing up at me and I smiled and bent closer to kiss her. Irene wrapped her arms around me and I felt her tongue licking my lips. I was surprised but I opened my mouth. She put her tongue in my mouth and then I did the same to her as I learned all about French kissing.

Meanwhile I was instinctively moving my hips up and down, up and down, running my stiff penis in deep and then back again, fucking a girl for the very first time. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever experienced. At that moment I just wanted to spend to rest of my life joined together like this with my pretty girl Irene. What could be better than this?

As it happened I was too young at that time to cum, to ejaculate sperm, and so I just kept on fucking and fucking the girl. Irene was squirming around like crazy and making little cries of joy as her body responded to my fucking her. All of a sudden her body stiffened up and went through a series of intense spasms, and she cried out like a wounded animal. I felt her vagina spasming around my cock, milking me, and she was very wet down there.

I was afraid that I must have done something to hurt her so I pulled out of her hole, her vagina. I watched the naked girl writhing around on the grass as she slowly quieted down.

"Are you all right, Irene?" I asked, concerned about her. She looked up at me with a dreamy look, her face glowing.

"Oh Bobby, you made me cum! I just had a real orgasm and it felt wonderful!" she exclaimed.

Wow! I thought, I had fucked a girl and made her cum! I really felt like I was a man now. I wanted to stick my penis back inside her and fuck her some more but Irene said that she had enough for now. I was disappointed at that.

But then she laughed and said, "That doesn't mean I don't want to fuck with you anymore, Bobby! Just not today, okay?"

"Sure, okay Irene!" I was pleased that she was almost promising to fuck with me some other time. I wondered how much older I would have to be to cum too. It looked like cumming must be a lot of fun. Maybe if I played with my penis a lot I would be able to cum sooner, I thought.

Anyway, we got dressed again and I walked Irene home, pausing to kiss her several times. A boy I knew saw us kissing and he told my other friends. After that the boys all teased me about having a girlfriend. I could not resist telling them that I had actually fucked with Irene. A few of the boys did not know what that meant but some of them did and they explained it to the others. Then my friends all looked at me with awe. I was the first in our group to actually fuck a girl.

My pride about this fact soon ended however. The next day when I went to see Irene, confident that she would go with me to our field and fuck with me again, I found that she was very angry with me.

"You told some boys that you had fucked me, didn't you Bobby! You promised me that you would not tell, and then you did. Somehow my brother Howard found out about it too, and he said he is going to beat you up for it. I don't want to see you again, Bobby!" With that she turned in a huff and went back into her house.

I was screwed. No actually I would not be screwing with Irene again. I learned a good lesson then. When you fuck with a girl, keep your mouth shut about it! Later I learned another lesson when indeed Howard found me alone and he did beat me up. Still he was not too hard on me, maybe because I was smaller and he didn't want to take advantage of me. I learned from that too.

Howard made it clear that he regarded his sister Irene's pussy as his own and he did not intend to share it with me. He told me that he wanted me to tell my friends that I had been lying, that I had never done anything more than kiss Irene. If I did not, he would give me a harder beating. So I went and told my friends that I had just made it all up. They laughed at me and ridiculed me, but I realized it was my own fault for putting myself in this situation.

Anyway I still had Mary Jane, I thought. A few days later I took her for a little walk out of town to the grassy field where I had fucked with Irene. I got her stripped down to her panties, but this time Mary Jane was reluctant to get completely naked. I had to bribe her by kissing her and promising to show her my penis if she would let me take off her panties.

The little girl was curious about my penis and so she agreed. By the time I got her panties off my penis was stiff in my pants. As agreed I took off my clothes and showed the girl my penis. I coaxed her into taking it in her hands and playing with it and she was fascinated to see it get bigger and stiffer the more she played with it.

Meanwhile I was busy with her little pussy, sticking my fingers into her vagina and finger-fucking the little girl. I remembered how Irene had liked it when I teased her clitty. I had to search for Mary Jane's clitty as it was quite small, but eventually I located it. How the kid squealed when I teased the little bud with my finger and got it to stiffen up!

I got her to lie down on her back then and I worked my stiff cock into her tight vagina. She didn't like it at first and it took some doing to get my penis inside her. I finally managed it though, kissing her while I tried. Kissing always seemed to reassure Mary Jane. I let her get used to the fullness inside her vagina and then I gently began to fuck the little girl. After a minute or two she got to liking it, and then she learned to work with me and fuck with me.

Again I found that fucking the little girl was enjoyable, but it was not the same as fucking Irene had been. Irene was more experienced and knew how to move with me better. However I figured that in time I would help Mary Jane to become a better fuck. At least she was one girl who was available to me. I fucked her for some time, but it was apparent that neither of us was going to cum. After awhile she complained that she was getting sore and so I stopped fucking her.

Her little pussy was quite rosy, perhaps a little bruised from my fucking her. On a whim I lowered my head to her pussy and kissed her there. Oh that was nice! I wound up kissing and licking her up and down her pussy, tasting and smelling her little-girl sex as I slid my tongue inside her vagina.

Mary Jane liked that a lot, writhing around on the grass and giggling. I coaxed her into kissing and licking my penis too and I really liked that. But it was time for me to take her home. First she squatted and peed though which was interesting to watch. When she was done peeing, I licked the last droplets of pee from her body, tasting a girl's pee for the first time. I liked that too.

We got dressed then and I took her back home, with a promise that we would fuck again. Over the next few weeks Mary Jane and I went back to our field and fucked several more times. The little girl was getting better at it now and enjoying it more. As she learned to move with me I too was enjoying fucking with her. Still she was smaller than I was and I had to be careful to keep my weight off her and not "squish" her.

I taught her how to French kiss and she liked that a lot. I got her to suck my cock too while I licked her pussy, lying on my back with the little girl lying reversed on top of me in a "69" position. Both of us liked that. Mary Jane was really getting good at sucking and fucking now.

Then one awful day somebody must have seen us together in the field. When I got Mary Jane back home her mother was waiting for her. There too was my mother, both women looking very angry with me. They interrogated Mary Jane and the poor kid broke down in tears and admitted that I had been fucking her. She also volunteered that I had taught her to suck my cock for me. Her mother looked horrified at this news.

My mother marched me on home and told me to go to my room. When my dad got home from work he took a leather belt to my behind and gave me such a whipping that I still have scars on my buttocks to this day. Well I guess that I deserved it. After all Mary Jane was only six years old. When dad was done belting me he had a little talk with me.

"Son, I really think you are much too young to be fucking girls. But I also know now that you have started you will likely continue doing that. So if you must fuck girls, find one your own age. Little Mary Jane is much too young for fucking. Your mother and I had to plead with her mother not to call the police and have you charged with a sex crime. You might have been taken away from us and sent to juvenile hall for several months. Do you understand how serious this is?"

Through my tears I assured my dad that I would never touch Mary Jane or any other little girl that young again. I promised him that I would only fuck with willing girls who were at least my age, eight years or older. After the thrashing my dad gave me I could hardly sit down for several days as the welts on my butt hurt. It was the only time he ever used his belt on me. I'm sure he did it only because he was afraid that I might be taken away by the police.

After that traumatic event it was some time before I ventured to approach another girl. I was nine years old when I met Jenny. She and her family moved into the house next door to ours and I met her briefly. There was only a narrow corridor between our two houses, perhaps ten feet at most. Jenny was a little older than me, ten years old. She was a very pretty brunette and I noticed that she was already beginning to develop little breasts, cute bumps poking out from her chest.

Soon after they moved in I noticed a light come on in the room across from my bedroom window which was on the second floor of our house. I had already gone to bed and so it was dark in my bedroom. Curious about the light, I got out of bed and looked out my window.

There to my surprise was Jenny standing in her bedroom. It turned out that her window was right across from mine. I expected that she would pull down her window shade and I would not be able to watch her getting undressed. Still it was interesting to know that the pretty girl would be sleeping in her bed which was only a few feet away from my bed. My cock began to stiffen up at the thought of her being that close to me.

To my surprise, Jenny began to take off her clothes without pulling down her shade. I figured she must have forgotten that it was up. I pulled up a nearby chair and sat down to watch her getting undressed. She was wearing a skirt and a pullover top. I watched her take the top off over her head and I saw that she was wearing a training bra, nothing else above her waist now.

Next she undid the belt at her waist and she dropped her skirt and stepped out of it. I saw her now in her panties which were a light blue color. By now my hand was busy working on my stiff cock. I was still not old enough to cum, but sometimes I got a tingly feeling in my penis that told me I was getting close. Anyway I got busy masturbating as I watched Jenny undressing.

The girl went to her closet and hung up her top and skirt. The closet was out of my sight, but I figured that's what she was doing. She came back into view and sat down on the edge of her bed. It happened that this had her sitting directly across from where I sat watching her through our windows. She lifted one foot and took off her sneaker and ankle sock. She put that foot down and raised her other foot up. Again she took off her other sneaker and sock. I had a good look at her panty crotch there between her bare legs.

Jenny was down to her bra and panties now. I was afraid that she would notice that her window shade was up and pull it down but she did not. Instead she reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. She took it off and revealed to me her puffy new breasts sticking out from her chest. She paused briefly to run her hands over her little breasts, and I swear I could actually see her pink nipples stiffen up. I groaned at the sight as my hand worked furiously on my cock.

Jenny stood up and turned her back to me as she took her panty waist in her hands and brought her panties down over her now bare ass. She had cute firm ass cheeks I noticed. As she took her panties down she bent over and I got a glimpse of her bare lower pussy between her thighs. She stepped out of her panties and tossed them onto her bed. "I would love to have the panties in my hands, still warm from her body and smelling of her pussy," I thought.

She turned back towards me then and I got a look at her hairless pussy crack. Very cute. It had been months since I had last fucked a girl, little Mary Jane. Now as I gazed at Jenny's pussy I really wanted to fuck this pretty girl. She walked over to her dresser and picked up her hairbrush. I watched her brush out her long dark hair. In her dresser mirror I could see her front down to her pussy. I watched her cute, firm titties jiggle on her chest as she worked at brushing out her hair with her arms raised.

The two girls I had been with so far did not have any breast development, just flat little nipples. If I was able to get Jenny to let me play with her, it would be my first time playing with a girl's cute developing breasts. I would really love to do that.

I groaned as my stiff young cock quivered while I masturbated furiously. I wondered if I would actually cum this time. It sure seemed to me that I might. Suddenly something caused my body and cock to jerk as the most wonderful feeling came over me. I was having a dry cum, an orgasm that brought a little clear fluid from my penis, but no sperm yet. I was still too young for that. My penis lost its erection after the dry cum.

Naked Jenny finally finished brushing out her hair. She took a fresh pair of pajamas from her dresser drawer and I watched her put them on. She looked pretty even in the pajamas, although of course I would prefer to continue seeing her naked. She moved to the wall switch and turned off her light. Jenny went to bed then. I could just make out her shadowy form getting into bed.

The show was over. It had been totally unexpected but fascinating to watch. I got back in my own bed and lay there, still playing with my penis, getting it erect again. Just the thought of Jenny perhaps repeating her little strip tease night after night from now on kept me stiff. Finally I had another dry cum and then I drifted off to sleep but I really did not get much sleep that night.

I found some excuse to go over and visit Jenny the next day. She was willing to play some dumb board game with me, which gave me an opportunity to talk to the pretty girl and get better acquainted with her. When I told her I was nine, a year younger than she was, she said that I looked and acted older, more like her age of ten. I was pleased at this remark and did my best to act older for her.

I asked her out to a movie that I knew was currently showing at our town's theater. I knew it was very popular with most girls. It would be my first date ever if she agreed to go with me.

Jenny said, "Oh Bobby, how did you know? I have really wanted to see that movie." I was delighted that she accepted my invitation. I tried to act as though I was used to asking girls out, doing my best to act like I thought an older boy might.

I told my mother that Jenny had accepted my invitation to go see a movie with me, the Saturday matinee. Mom fretted that she thought I was too young to be dating yet and she said I would have to ask my father for permission. I figured it would be awful if he didn't allow it, terribly embarrassing to have to tell Jenny that I was not allowed to take her to the movie.

Dad was very understanding, especially when I told him that I was taking pretty Jenny. He smiled and said, "Fine son, I know you are more mature than most boys your age. I almost wish I was a boy again so I could date such a pretty girl." Then he grinned at me and added, "Are you going to try to get into her pants, son?"

I was surprised at first, but then of course dad knew that I had already fucked a little girl. I smiled back at him and said, "I sure hope so, Dad."

He laughed and slapped me on the shoulder. "That's my boy. Just go easy and don't try to do anything with her that she doesn't want you to, Son." I promised him that I would not. As it turned out this was the beginning of a closer relationship with my father, as though we were both men of the world now.

That Saturday I tried to act self-assured while Jenny and I walked the few blocks to our town's only movie theater holding hands. Inside my stomach was churning though. She had her dark hair brushed out in twin falls of hair tied with pretty blue hair ribbons. She was wearing a pullover top and a skirt that showed off her pretty legs. I thought she looked marvelous and I told her so. She giggled but I could see that she was pleased.

I paid for our tickets and then bought us a box of popcorn to share. That just about used up my allowance for the week, but I didn't mind. I escorted my date into the darkened theater and found us seats in the back row. All the other kids there were sitting more towards the front or middle of the theater and watching as the coming attractions were being shown on the screen.

"Why did you want to sit in back, Bobby?" Jenny asked me. By way of answer I bent to her and kissed her on the cheek and put my hand on her bare leg. After a moment she kissed me back. I was very pleased at her reaction. The movie started then and I stopped kissing her and let her watch the movie, which was one she wanted to see.

I had an arm around her shoulders and my other hand was running over her top and gently feeling the slight sponginess of her little breasts. She didn't seem to mind that at all. I would have loved to take off her top and bra, but I felt that I could not do that in the theater. I moved my hand back down to her legs and ran it up and down her leg, going up under her skirt until I reached her panty-covered crotch.

Jenny did not seem to mind as she sat watching the movie. After awhile she opened her legs wider and gave me better access to her pussy as I rubbed her gently through her panties. Finally I slid a couple of fingers into the leg opening of the panties and felt her bare pussy crack. I could feel some moisture there and I knew that I had Jenny excited with my fingerings.

Gently I masturbated my new girlfriend as she sat beside me watching the movie. After awhile I felt her hand in my lap, feeling the lump in my crotch. I reached down and unzipped my fly for her. She slipped her hand inside and found my penis, drawing it out of my fly. I was quite stiff as she played with my cock. Evidently Jenny had some experience at this.

We masturbated each other as we watched the movie. That is, Jenny watched the movie but I was too distracted by the girl to pay any attention to what was on the movie screen. My finger inside her panties found her clitty and I teased it as Jenny wriggled around in her seat. Then she stifled a cry as her body convulsed and she came. She turned and smiled at me as she came down from her orgasm. Then she went back to watching the movie.

My fingers were coated with secretions from her vagina. I made a little show of bringing my fingers to my mouth and licking them off. Jenny pretended not to notice, but she snickered a bit. I put my fingers back inside her panties and gathered some more of her sticky secretions and then licked them from my fingers again.

"Umm, you taste good, Jenny!" I whispered.

She giggled but then whispered back, "Sshh, I want to watch the movie, Bobby." Still her hand continued to jack me off. Indeed I was the one who had to stifle a cry as she soon brought me to one of my newly discovered dry cums. A little clear, sticky fluid came out of my penis and coated the girl's hand. I watched her bring her hand to her mouth and lick it off as I had done earlier.

Turning to me Jenny said, "Ummm, you taste good too, Bobby!" Then she went back to watching the movie. I could hardly believe it. We had masturbated each other to orgasm there in the movie theater and had tasted each other's secretions. I continued to gently fondle the girl during the rest of the movie, but she stopped playing with my penis after my little dry cum. I had lost my erection anyway and I didn't mind. In fact I put my limp penis back inside and I zipped up my fly.

As the movie ended I removed my hand from Jenny's panties and licked off her latest secretions. We left the movie walking hand in hand, quite comfortable with each other now. I ran into one of my friends, a boy my age. He looked at me walking with my pretty girlfriend as though he could not believe that I was with such a pretty girl, one who was old enough to be getting her breasts.

I introduced Jenny to him as my girlfriend. She smiled, turned and kissed me on the cheek as though confirming my claim. The boy stood there with his mouth agape as we walked away. I knew that all the other boys who had once mocked me about Irene would have something new to think about now. Most other boys my age had little interest in girls yet.

When we got back home, Jenny invited me to come into her house with her. "My mom and dad went out to visit mom's sick aunt at the hospital. They won't be back for a couple of hours," she said with a big smile. Boy, that was an implied invitation if ever there was one!

I kissed her and showed her that I knew how to French kiss. She liked that, I could tell. Soon we were up in her bedroom and she let me undress her. When I got to removing her training bra I spent some time getting acquainted with her pretty new breasts, fondling and kissing them. Her pink nipples got very erect. I sucked at them and Jenny seemed to like that a lot.

Finally though I got around to taking off her last garment, her panties. They were pretty pastel blue panties and I could not resist putting them to my face and sniffing them. They were damp with her secretions, smelling of sex.

Jenny laughed. "If you like my panties you can keep them, Bobby. I have lots of other ones." "Wow!" I thought, "I would love to have her panties."

I went down on the naked girl then and kissed and licked her pussy. She was surprised at that. With a bit of coaxing I got her to play with my penis and suck it too. I don't think Jenny had done a "69" before, but she soon got into it. It was not long before we got around to fucking. She was a really good fuck and moved her hips in time with my thrusts into her vagina. We clung together and kissed as we fucked.

Jenny cried out then as she reached an orgasm, her vagina milking my stiff thrusting cock. It brought me off and I cried out too and came, for the first time having an orgasm with my cock inside a girl's vagina. Wow, this is great! I thought. We rested together in the aftermath of our lovemaking, gently kissing and caressing each other.

Finally though, we had to get dressed before her parents returned home. I stuffed her panties into my pocket and took them home with me. They were the first of many girls' panties that I have collected over the years. I still have Jenny's panties all these many years later.

Jenny and I continued to be lovers for two more years. Her breasts continued to develop of course, and I had a lot of fun playing with them as well as fucking with the pretty girl. My balls began producing sperm too and I realized that I was now capable of getting a girl pregnant. Jenny started her periods about that time and so we had to be careful.

We might have continued to be lovers, but then her father suddenly got a new job offer in some distant city. Jenny had to move away with her family. We wrote letters back and forth for awhile, but then that stopped as we both found new lovers. I found myself attracted to younger girls.

I have kept my promise to my dad all these many years. If a girl is less than eight, I will not touch her. I will admit that I have found a lot of cute eight-year-old girls to fuck with over the years though. Probably not what my dad intended. I'm sure he meant girls close to my age, expecting that age to increase as I grew up. But I had only promised him not to fuck with girls younger than eight.

I do fuck with older girls too, from about nine to twelve. Older than that they become concerned about getting pregnant and they are fussy and moody at times. So I stick with the eight to twelve crowd, mostly third graders through seventh graders.

Also I like to collect girls' panties and I have quite a collection now. Sometimes when I don't have a little girl at hand I will sniff the panties and jack off. Not as nice as having a warm tight vagina clamped around my cock though and a giggling girl fucking with me, I must admit.

I guess I have been lucky to have found so many young girls willing to fuck with me. I think it has a lot to do with presenting myself confidently to them, catering to their interests and getting to know them before trying to get into their pants. I could tell you more, but that is another story.

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