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“Refreshing salt air, warm smooth sandy beaches and young pussy”
These words best describe my recent new hobby, and a chosen way to spend my time during the early years of retirement.
At the age of sixty-five, my days of working at the US Postal Service were finally just a memory. But after a few months of doing absolutely nothing! I needed something to do or I was sure that my brain would turn into Jell-o.
A commercial about metal detectors on the TV gave me an idea.
Watching with interest as the camera zoomed to what appeared to be a retired fellow, much like me and about my age, a smile came over my face as the “beep” on his metal detector alerted to something valuable buried in the sand. Eureka! It was a ring, a gold ring and maybe worth only a few bucks, but I was impressed all the same. My new career and hobby was about to be born!
The tidy sum of $650.00 and few minutes of watching a demo on metal detectors would launch my new pastime and quest for treasure.
Visions of finding a valuable artifact or cache of gold coins were soon dampened though, after my first day of walking the long stretch of beach near my home. The total recovered booty was one nickel, two shiny dimes and three quarters…and NO gold ring! But the excitement of the search and wishful hopes were the fuel that kept me going that day.
Adjusting the sensitivity of the metal detector was the key I found out later after finally taking the time to read the manual. But who reads manuals?
The second day of beachcombing was a bit more successful, producing a handful of coins and a long lost gold, class ring, vintage 1955 with a sapphire embedded in the crown. Eureka at last! The find was encouraging, but another valuable treasure waited only a few steps down the beach.
“HI MISTER! Watcha doing?” a child’s voice suddenly broke my concentration.
“Hi Honey! I’m looking for buried treasure,” I replied with a smile, realizing the words would probably pique her young imagination.
“OH! GOODY! CAN I LOOK FOR BURIED TREASURE TOO?” she asked with an exuberant grin.
“Sure Honey. You can do the digging with your little plastic shovel when the beeper goes off,” I replied while examining her young, bikini clad smooth body with a shameful, illicit interest.
“What’s your name, Darling?” The small talk began as we casually walked together along the water’s edge.
“You gotta tell me your name first and then I’ll tell ya mine,” she joked with an impish grin.
“Okay! You win. My name’s Paul and I live alone,” I answered stubbornly, realizing that this little girl was adept at controlling a conversation, but cute as any preteen girl I had ever met.
Then I focused on the cutest damn butt I had ever seen.
“My name’s Angela Aston and that’s my house up there on the hill,” she replied, pointing to a huge mansion resting on about ten acres of expensive, beachfront property.
Her last name was familiar, but I couldn’t imagine why.
“How old are you, Sweetie? And what does your daddy do for a living?” I asked out of curiosity.
“You gotta guess my age, and then I’ll tell what my daddy does for work, okay?” she answered…in what was to be her trademark, negotiating style of giving and receiving information.
“Awright darling, I’ll bet that you’re…let’s see…you’re nine years old and yes! That’s it. You’re nine and very cute, I must say,” I replied with a smile while imagining my hand inside of her skimpy little bikini bottoms.
“Hey! You’re a good guesser. My daddy is the Governor and that’s our summer home. But I’m staying there with my nanny until my daddy and mommy come next week” she replied as agreed while immediately grabbing my hand as she continued walking by my side…as if all was good and proper after I passed her little test of wits and brainpower.
The face on Angela was adorable in every way. Large, crystal-blue sparkling eyes and a cute, turned up nose gave her the look of a future model or movie star. No doubt her mother was also beautiful. But that shapely little ass and the slight rise of the pubis between her young thighs were the attraction that I liked best. My mouth watered when she occasionally leaned down to dig something from the sand whenever the metal detector alerted…due to her thin, revealing bathing suit barely covering her bare ‘squeezable’ little ass cheeks.
“OH! LOOK! IT’S A DIAMOND RING!” she grinned with satisfaction after digging out a large ring that could have been a diamond, but I couldn’t be sure so I agreed with a resounding, “CONGRATULATIONS, HONEY! You’ve found the mother-lode.”
“Can we do something else? HEY! Let’s make a sandcastle,” she suddenly bubbled with the typical spirit of a child.
Angela’s suggestion proved to be the perfect choice.
Sitting on her butt in the sand with her slender legs opened, I was treated to the rare sight of her naked, hairless sex when the thin crotch of her bikini chose to accommodate my wishes. Fleshy, smooth skin and just a hint of her tiny slit was finally revealed as she played with her shovel, scooping up the sand and making piles until she had to move her little ass and ruin my view. Together, we shared the chore of piling sand higher and doing our best to make our creation look like a castle. But the whole time, I continued glancing between her legs, hoping for another treat.
“OH DAMN!” she suddenly muttered under her breath in frustration when the surf decided to wash away our progress. Such a cute child uttering a curse word was an odd thing I thought.
“You wanna play in the water with me?” she suddenly asked after standing up and brushing the wet sand from her body.
The idea of getting wet didn’t appeal to me, but having a chance to get closer to Angela’s desirable little body was worth the effort.
“C’mon! Hurry up! I’m gonna beat ya to the water!” she challenged as I hurriedly took off my sneakers, shirt and watch.
The water was much colder than I expected, inspiring my balls to shrivel up like a prune while nine-year-old Angela dove in, giggling and squealing with all the enthusiasm of a child her age. But wading farther into the angry, roiling surf finally allowed my body temperature to adjust and my balls to return to their proper home, hugging my groin for warmth.
Then, as if God had a hand in what happened next, Angela’s lightweight bikini-clad body was suddenly tossed like a piece of driftwood right into my arms. The warmth of her skin was like medicine, soothing my needs, the need to get warm and the need to embrace her tantalizing little preteen ass. Thank God for waves!
Reaching around her little body, my hands cupped directly over her delightfully firm, soft butt. Then, sensing the nearness of her alluring little sex, my cock swelled immediately when she clung tightly, embracing my chest while the seductive warmth of her crotch pressed snugly against my aroused member. The surprised look on her cute little face was memorable as she felt the rigid thickness of my meat pressing against her pubic mound for the first time. Instinctively, my groin began hunching her, obviously sending tingles of sexual arousal to her young brain, finally inspiring the nine-year-old girl to do what comes natural.
The serene look on her face gave her away.
Angela was hopelessly caught up in the new, but surprising sensation of fucking. Without words between us, her tiny eyes remained closed while I slid the girth of my shaft, which was only a slight lump in my walking shorts, along the cleft of her sweet little pussy. Nothing else in my years of sexual experience came close to the sensation of rubbing my cock against this little girl’s sex. The shallow valley of her baby-soft slit could be felt, even through the fabric of my shorts, but the heat from her pussy sent waves of arousal through every nerve, making my throbbing dick harder with every press of my manhood against her crotch. Finally, the nature of my balls answered the call.
Hot, thick sperm soon filled my shorts as an unexpected orgasm exploded through my body while holding and hunching my new little friend. Her eyes suddenly opened wide when grunts and groans of intense sexual release escaped from my mouth. I can still recall that look of wonder and curiosity on her face.
As if the little darling took my orgasm as a queue, she began moaning and sighing while pushing her small body tighter to my groin. The look on her face was revealing, indicating the intensely mind-numbing sensation of experiencing her own orgasm.
One look, and anyone would realize what had just happened to the little charm.
Angela’s face was red with a look of total surprise and amazement until I too the liberty of planting a tender kiss on her sweet little lips. A puzzled look formed in her sparkling blues after the light kiss was followed by another until she finally decided to join ‘whatever new thing’ I was doing to her. Her small, thin preteen lips puckered after a few minutes, inviting another kiss until I took advantage of the special moment and cupped my hand directly over the warm, delicate place between her slender little legs. Her tiny eyes closed again while I continued rubbing her tender slit, purposely sliding a fingertip along the length of the crease in the material of her bikini where her young pussy lay out of sight.
“ANGELA? OH ANGELA? COME TO DINNER. YOUR PLATE IS READY ON THE PATIO, HONEY!
The unexpected words from Angela’s nanny rudely interrupted a lust-fueled inspiration, just as I was about to take a perilous chance and snake my bare hand inside of her tiny bikini for a feel of her smooth, naked ‘little girl’ sex.
“I havta go now, but can we meet tomorrow for some more treasure hunting?”
The good news was that Angela obviously didn’t mind my advances on her young, preteen, forbidden sexual places. The bad news was that I had to wait until the next day to consummate whatever would have happened if she hadn’t been called to dinner.
With my pants filled with sticky clumps of semen and my cock aching to fuck that little girl, I wandered back home. But a smile of delight filled my face as I recalled the pleasurable sensation of rubbing her young slit and her promise of more to come.
There was a sense in my brain that somehow, I was probably going to have sex with my little muse. Maybe not tomorrow but someday before her vacation was over or before her parents laid claim to her time. Or maybe it just a little hopeful thinking.
Like a teenager in heat, about to visit a heartthrob girlfriend, I was awake early the next day. After a shower, shave and dabbing a little cologne on, I was ready to meet my little girlfriend on the beach. Armed with a shoulder bag filled with snacks, cold drinks and an extra pair of shorts just in case I might need to change, I was off to see my little sweetie.
The time was just after seven and the beach was still thin with people. A few lone fishermen and surfers were the only creatures stirring as I walked the sandy, gentle hills and troughs, formed by tide driven waves of foamy salt water. Seabirds flocked in front of me, screeching, complaining and mostly objecting to my presence as they scampered along the beach and scavenged what little food was about.
The cool ocean air felt different in the morning. The sun was just awakening from its nightly sleep, but in an hour, the beach would be warmer and filled with noisy beachgoers on a sunny Saturday outing. Privacy was going to be a difficult thing to find.
A few hours passed without my little friend making her appearance while I got busy prowling the sandy depths for treasure. The beach was becoming crowded, busy and filled with sun-seekers of every description, forcing me to navigate between the assortments of beach towels placed on the sand while kids and parents frolicked in the water. Soon, I found myself gazing, focusing with interest at the young, preteen girls while eying their smooth little bodies. Protected only by skimpy bikinis, heavenly little butts were as numerous as fleas on a dog. What are parents thinking these days? I wondered as I pretended to not stare like a pervert.
Nagging thoughts of abandonment crept into my brain, inspiring wonder and a sense of grief, the kind of grief one would experience after being stood up on a date. Where is she? Did she forget? Did my sexual fondling cause her to think about me as a dirty old man, the kind of man that her nanny or mother warned her about? Or did something important come up that she had no control over? After all, she’s only a kid. What did I expect? Kids by nature are not very responsible I mused as the beeper on the metal detector suddenly echoed in my ears.
Totally focused on digging up the unknown surprise in the sand, I didn’t notice the small body standing behind me until the sun cast a telltale shadow on the sand.
“Hi! Paul! Sorry I took so long but my daddy and mommy were on the phone, talking and talking until they ran out of things to say,” Angela announced as she smiled her cute dimpled little grin. “See! I got a cell phone so my daddy can call me anytime and my nanny can find me if we go too far,” she continued while holding up a shiny, pink cell phone that to me, was an unusual accessory for a child, but probably a good idea in ‘this’ day and age.
“You didn’t tell ‘em about ME, DID YOU?” I inquired with apprehension in my tone.
“Nope! We talked about lots of other things though,” Angela answered with a look that bespoke of her taking my question as an insult to her loyalty.
I was so glad to see Angela that I forgot about the other people on the beach and picked her up in my arms to plant a warm kiss on her sweet little mouth. Her tender body felt like a tonic to my heart and soul as I carried her off while slinging the metal detector over my shoulder and her beach bag over the other, abandoning my treasure-find that would have to wait until another time.
Giggles filled the air as I tickled her sides until placing her on her feet after walking almost a mile down the beach. The sun warmed us as we finally sat together on the sand while Angela handed me a bottle of suntan lotion, explaining that her nanny said she should cover every inch of her body or she might get burned. Fewer people were on this part of the beach so I was already imagining the fun I was about have.
“Let’s sit on my towel,” she suddenly offered cheerfully while pulling a large beach towel from her beach bag, decorated with pictures of cartoon style Disney characters of course.
“Okay! Get busy, mister!” she joked, flashing an impish little grin as she lay on her tummy.
“My pleasure, Honey!” I thought as I opened the suntan lotion.
The sight of Angela’s cute little curvy butt held my gaze while smoothing the lotion over her baby-fine skin. Beginning with her back, I massaged the lotion into her pores, eventually over her neck and then her slender, tanned arms and legs. Intentionally saving the best for last, I finally slid my hands between her smooth, firm thighs. The sensation was powerfully arousing as I smoothed my fingertips over her silky inner thighs while occasionally touching the very quick of her young sex.
“You’re being naughty, Mister,” she kidded while obediently parting her legs as if to encourage me.
After making sure of our privacy, I began smoothing a finger along her slit, which lay hidden and out of sight under the thin material of her bikini. Nothing was said as I continued, absorbing the seductive sensation of touching and caressing her young snatch until she suddenly turned her head to look directly at me.
“Hey Paul! Aren’t ya ‘posed to be putting lotion on my skin? What if I get sunburn? It’s gonna be your fault, Mister,” she chided with a grin.
“I was just kidding. You can touch me there if ya wanna, but my nanny would have cow if she found out,” she continued while turning on her backside.
“Well! Aren’t ya gonna finish putting lotion on me?” she teased. “Okay. You can do my front side now.”
Angela’s teasing words broke my concentration while gazing at the inviting little “V” between her slim little legs. Smoothing the cool lotion over the front of her fine preteen body was the final temptation.
After coating her upper torso, I began paying extra attention to Angela’s budding little breasts. I could tell she liked that little trick because a smile instantly appeared. But my mouth actually drooled when I reached the sensuous, nicely rounded rise of her cute little tummy. Giggles erupted after my finger accidentally tickled her tiny belly button, but then her eyes closed in submission when she felt my hands, gliding and fondling the length of her creamy smooth little thighs. The radiant heat from her sex could be felt on my skin while I continued to explore and fondle every inch near her crotch, including her warm, sexually exciting, pubic mound.
“Mm! That feels nice when you touch me there,” she mumbled without opening her eyes.
Soon, my fingertips were treated to the tantalizing softness of her young, naked pussy after daringly slipping a hand down the front of her bathing suit. But disappointment crept in when her bikini bottoms proved to be too tight and snug-fitting after trying to finger her tight little vagina, prompting Angela to offer a solution that caught me by surprise.
“My nanny goes to bed early, so if ya wanna, you can sneak into my room tonight and we can…we can do whatever you wanna. No one will know ‘cause my mommy and daddy aren’t there yet and I can lock the door and…”
“Wait just a minute, Honey! What if your nanny comes to check on you? I could get arrested and go to jail,” I replied after the unexpected, and highly unusual offer from a child finally sunk into my adult brain.
“It’s okay cause my nanny drinks every night and passes out so she never checks on me. A fire could burn the house down and she wouldn’t notice ‘cause she…”
“Okay Darling. Are you sure?” I asked, almost hoping she would think twice about her offer and realize what she was offering.
“Here! Take my key and come in the patio door ‘cause my room is just up the stairs and down the hall. I’ll put my teddy bear next to my door and leave the hall light on, okay?”
After placing Angela’s house key safely into my pocket, I resumed fondling her pussy while kissing her thin, warm lips in the most tender, grateful way. Then an idea filtered into my aroused brain.
Placing my shirt over the front of her small body instantly inspired a naughty little grin as if she understood my plans.
Without a word, except for a few giggles, Angela lifted her butt from the towel, allowing me to slide her bikini bottoms down her legs until they were placed in my bag for fast retrieval. More giggles followed when I parted her naked thighs and pulled the shirt lower until covering her crotch. Then she remained silent while absorbing the pleasures that I was bestowing on her young sex, finger-fucking her while kissing her tiny breasts at the same time.
“Have you ever done this with a girl my age before?” she spoke up suddenly, out of curiosity I guessed.
“No sweetie. You’re my first and the cutest little girl I’ve ever seen,” I replied while gently impaling her tight little hole with my middle finger.
“Mm! I like that, but it feels kind of…OH…GOD!” she mumbled as her legs spread wider.
Finger-fucking a nine-year-old girl was the most erotic experience I could have imagined.
Angela’s immature, tight little pussy gripped my finger with every push and pull, bathing my skin with her warmth and slippery preteen sexual juices until she suddenly complained when I managed to push too deep into her virgin fuck-hole.
“OWEE! I don’t like that!” she complained out loud, alerting a distant sunbather to my illicit activities with an underage child.
It was time to put Angela’s bikini back on and make a quick exit down the beach.
The rest of that day, Angela and I walked together, searching for buried trinkets and treasure like two people locked in a close, mutual attraction.
The brief pain I caused after accidentally pushing into her tender hymen was soon forgotten. All smiles and loving, she held my hand while talking incessantly about her dad, mom, and pet bird. The whole time, I couldn’t keep from looking at her sweet little ass and wondering what it would be like to have sex with a cute nine-year-old girl.
“Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” she suddenly inquired as she looked up at my face for an answer.
“No Sweetie. I’m divorced and I don’t have a girlfriend…except a certain nine-year-old girl that looks like you,” I answered with a grin.
“You mean I’m your girlfriend? I’m only a kid, ya know,” she replied with a cute, dimpled smile as I picked her up in my arms for an affectionate kiss and hug.
“Are you gonna come see me tonight for real?” she asked with a sparkle of “hope” in her eyes, after we finished kissing.
“Sure darling, but make sure you never, ever tell a soul, or I could get into some big trouble and go to jail,”
“I won’t tell anyone, not even my diary,” she went on as she kissed me squarely on the lips for good measure, as if to reassure me I supposed.
“Hey! You put my bathing suit on inside out, you silly man,” she suddenly blurted in a teasing tone, inspiring laughter and giggles until I found a safe place to fix my mistake.
Yes. It was true! In the haste to put my little friend’s bikini bottoms back on after fondling her naked little cunt and finger-fucking the little charm, I didn’t realize that her bathing suit had been turned inside out. But taking a moment to stand her behind some tall, thick beach bushes gave me a chance to see her delightful little body naked again. Standing on her feet, while giggling and squirming, I finally removed her thin bathing suit while taking a few, precious minutes to smooth my fingertips along her naked little slit.
“Can’t you wait until you come to see me tonight, Mister Pervert?” she joked while deliberately spreading her legs as she giggled, allowing my hands to glide over her delectable, tanned slender thighs and ultimately, her fine little ass and pussy.
Squeals filled the air when I leaned down to kiss her tiny slit, inciting more teasing remarks until my tongue extended for a taste of her little girl sex for the first time. Licking and lapping between her smooth thighs quieted the little imp though, until she accused me of tickling her, which made me pause long enough to catch a fleeting glimpse as an approaching audience could be seen walking up the beach and within earshot of our position.
It finally dawned on my lust-filled, careless brain. The beach was too dangerous a place to be molesting a child, particularly the Governor’s young, underage daughter.
After saying goodbye to Angela, I headed back to my place where I began to count the long, tortuous hours until it was time to take a daring, foolish chance and visit my little girlfriend. The couch was my friend after a busy day of walking the beach, but the excitement of meeting and fondling the most precious little nine-year-old girl I had ever met filled my brain wonder, the wonder of a little girl allowing me to do those things without complaint.
My cock was still hard as granite as I reclined on my back for a much-needed nap while my imagination fueled thoughts of wonder about the sensation of stuffing my dick inside of a child’s tight vagina for the first time. Sleep finally overwhelmed me while my dick lay throbbing in my hand as if it was alive with anticipation for the magic hour.
A hot shower did wonders later for the sticky salt air and sand, which covered my skin like glue. Visions of kissing Angela’s naked slit that afternoon flashed through my mind as I closed my eyes while applying shampoo to my hair, But the soft, wispy feeling of her delicate preteen lips on mine when we kissed was almost as memorable as licking her young sex.
The very idea of having sex with a child should have made me think about the eminent dangers that faced an adult in this day and age of pedophile hysteria, but Angela was just too cute and willing to let fear get in the way. And besides, how often would such a rare opportunity knock? How many other little girls like Angela were out there? The little darling wanted me to come and fuck her, didn’t she? She wasn’t teasing or asking me to come play a game. No, she understood my attraction to her tempting little body and chose to offer herself, and if everything went well I was going to get laid by a nine-year-old girl tonight.
Wearing my newest, most up to date clothes and sandals, I made a beeline for Angela’s family mansion on the hill.
The moon was full, suggesting the promise of an unforgettable night as I continued until the steps leading up the hill to the patio made me pause and reconsider. A moment of thought flooded my head with doubt until the imagined, sexually gratifying sensation of fucking Angela’s tight little pussy caused my dick to swell and lead the way up the steps, finally arriving out of breath on her patio.
My heartbeat filled the still, night air; thump, thump, thumping so much that the sound resonated in my head like a drum. The dim night-light near the patio door was like a beacon urging me to come closer. “Come on, you old fart. You want that little girl at the top of the stairs, so don’t quit now!” The light beckoned as if it knew all about my desires and the devilish plans for the little girl that had captivated my better judgment and held my loins hostage.
The dial on my watch glowed with the good news. The time was right as suggested by Angela so with careful hands and determination, I opened the patio door, hoping that it didn’t squeak or fall off its hinges…or something else that I hadn’t thought of.
Luckily, there were no noisy dogs I was assured earlier by my little lover, and no bodyguards to watch over the Governor’s daughter. The house was dead silent except for an obnoxious ticking clock somewhere near.
“So far, so good,” I thought as I spotted the stairway to Angela’s bedroom.
“Better hurry up or I’ll melt!” Angela’s voice suddenly whispered from the dark abyss of the hallway.
Dressed in a short, thin nighty, she looked delicious, ready to eat and fuck as she escorted me into her bedroom. A lone night-light barely offered enough light to see her bed, which sported a frilly, pink canopy and matching bedspread with teddy bear images sewn into the fabric. Her bedroom was almost as large in floor space as my house, but that desirable little body was the only attraction that held my attention.
“You wanna see The Governor? “ she suddenly asked, almost making my heart stop as the thought of her daddy, hiding in a closet with an army of bodyguards suddenly filled my suspicious brain.
“Don’t tell me your daddy is…”
“NO! Silly. My daddy isn’t…I’m talking about my favorite teddy bear. He’s The Governor. Here! Say hi to The Governor,” she continued with a toothy grin as she pointed to a huge, six-foot stuffed bear in the far corner of the room.
After my heart returned to a normal rhythm and I realized that I hadn’t shit my pants, I hugged the little tease to my waist while planting a kiss on her smooth cheek, followed by a peck on her little lips. Her nearly naked warm body melted into me as we embraced until she happened to mention that she wasn’t wearing any underpants.
The sweetest, most erotic sensation awaited my fingertips when I reached under her warm little butt for a feel of her heavenly, firm ass cheeks.
“You can touch me all over, but we should be quiet in case nanny wakes up or something,” And don’t hurt me this time, okay?” she whispered while I removed the comforter bedspread and motioned for her to get up on the bed.
Her tiny eyes opened wide with interest as she watched me undress. My cock was fully erect and the hardest that I could remember, inciting what seemed like a nervous giggle when she noticed the size of my adult penis for the first time.
“Let’s play a game. I’ll be the wife and you can be the husband, but you havta guess how many kids we have and then you can kiss me, okay?” The little vixen had me under her thumb and knew it, deciding to make a game out of our sexual tryst. The little tease probably had the whole night planned.
Deciding that there were no options that would please my little temptress, I decided to play along with her childish ways.
“Okay darling. We have two kids, a boy and girl, and you’re the best mommy ever,” I offered with a grin while surreptitiously placing her hand on the growing thickness of my swollen cock.
“Hey! Is that your…” she suddenly blurted out loud after realizing where her hand was.
“Uh huh! That’s my penis and it likes you ‘cause it’s getting big and hard,” I replied while intense waves of sexual arousal rippled through my cock like fireworks on the fourth of July.
All of a sudden, the game was changed and forgotten when Angela decided to explore my dick and balls.
Her warm, dainty hands massaged my manhood like a pro, caressing my shaft and ball sack while I relaxed on my back and enjoyed the rarest of moments. The low light in the room cast a soft glow on her smooth little cheeks and fine skin, reflecting her youth and innocence as she played with my sex. Then I noticed her tiny tongue stick out between her teeth, repeatedly licking her lips as if she instinctively knew what to do.
The next thing that happened was most encouraging.
Angela sat spread legged on her bed while her smooth, naked gash flashed at me like an offering to be touched and fondled. Sensing that she was too far away she scooted closer until I reached between her legs and began to smooth my fingers along her silky-smooth little thighs and finally, her soft pubic mound.
While she satisfied her curiosity about my manhood, I was busy between her slim legs, satisfying my own needs.
Angela’s tiny little cunt dazzled my senses with every gentle push and plunge into her sweet little hole. The more I fingered her little pussy, the less she held an interest in my cock until finally reclining on her back with a sigh that said, “Okay! Do me,”
Groans of sexual pleasure escaped, filling the room as Angela experienced a good finger-fucking. Her small, immature vagina was difficult to penetrate until a generous coating of wet saliva from my mouth lubricated her impossibly tight fuck-hole. More groans and sighs followed while I eased deeper into the sweet, warm depths of her tiny preteen sex.
“OH! MY G-GOD!” she mumbled repeatedly while my busy finger brought her to an intense orgasm, causing her groin to hunch my hand as if fucking me. Her secretions began to flow onto my skin, and such an erotic sensation it was while knowing that the glistening fluid was coming from a child’s body, a very cute and sexually-aware child and the youngest pussy I had ever stuffed a finger into.
“Will you…put your tongue down there like you did on the beach?” Angela spoke up suddenly in a wispy, fatigued voice as she lay panting and recovering from her first orgasm of the night.
A moment of whimsical irony inspired a grin on my face as I realized that the Governor’s young daughter, just asked me to lick and tongue-fuck her preteen cunt. Yes! The “first daughter” of the state where I called home actually desired her young pussy to be licked and sucked by me, a sixty five-year-old fart that hadn’t had any pussy for as far back as I could remember.
Wearing an impish little grin, she reclined flat on her back while offering her naked, hairless vagina to my tongue.
“Mm” OH YES! OH PAUL! I’M SO GLAD YOU CAME TO SEE ME,” she announced when the tip of my hard tongue began lapping and licking her young, naked sex.
After reaching under her nice warm butt and pulling her groin closer to my mouth, my tongue impaled her tiny little hole while I sucked up her juices. Her smooth slit tasted fresh and new, but her preteen secretions had a special, pleasant taste all their own. Like a sponge, I sucked her little pussy dry until she began to explode off the bed with another body-shaking orgasm, causing her hips to thrash and press against my mouth until she finally climaxed with a sigh.
Lying totally satiated and spent of energy, Angela’s young face looked serene and pleasured. Her luscious inner thighs glistened with a few drops of her sexual secretions and my cock throbbed with expectations.
The rare experience of that night almost seemed too good to be true. A naked, willing little girl that I met only a day ago was sharing her young, naked body with me. Her trusting little eyes and easy smile had melted my heart, but somehow I sensed that she wouldn’t object to my seven-inch cock reaming out her tiny pussy.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
She suddenly came to life when the sensation of my penis spreading her tender labia finally got her attention.
“This is what daddies do to mommies,” I answered in a persuasive tone to add credibility to my attempt to fuck her little pussy if it was the last thing I did.
I realized now that I had been dead wrong in assuming that this precocious little girl of nine, had actually understood and expected to have sexual intercourse tonight, but a brilliant idea suddenly hit me.
“Mm. That feels nice,” she whispered as I began kissing and sucking each of her tiny toes, working my lips up each leg until spreading her thighs for a taste of her delectable smooth, creamy skin, which to me was the essence of her sexual being. Soon and without protest, my tongue separated her firm, shapely little butt cheeks while holding her up and digging into her tight butt hole for the first time.
Finally, without further complaints, the little wonder tolerated my massive cock as I began penetration into the most amazing pussy I had ever eased my dick into. The smooth, tightness of her young vagina resisted each push while Angela squirmed on the bed, grunting and trying to push me away until about two inches of my swollen shaft was finally buried inside of her tiny cunt.
Euphoria flooded every cell in my brain with each measured push into the child’s tight preteen sex. The surprising, sensational pleasure surrounding my cock was to die for and it all seemed like an impossible dream. I couldn’t think. My brain was too immersed and captive in a heaven that was a total surprise. Yes! I was having sex with a nine-year-old girl and her immature vagina was finally loosening, stretching and allowing deeper penetration while I felt that every molecule in my body was violating her innocence and unspoiled childhood.
Fleeting thoughts of a latent morality were too late and in vain, particularly after the incredible sensation of having sex with such an adorable little fourth grader.
“Owee! Stop it!” She bellowed when the entire length of my adult-sized penis finally impaled her tiny hole to my balls.
Her vaginal tunnel gripped my skin, milking the thick girth of my swollen dick with each thrust until an explosion of pressurized, hot cum instantly flooded her tiny pussy with my seed.
My plan to hold off ejaculating so soon was beyond my control.
Ripples of the most satisfying, brain numbing orgasm one could ever experience overwhelmed my senses, nearly causing me to collapse on top of Angela as she lay in a sexual bliss of her own. Smiling after realizing what had just happened to me, she reached up and hugged my neck, wearing a “knowing” look of appreciation that I’ll never forget.
Bright red blood, sticky sperm and other body fluids on Angel’s sheets were the only evidence of the deflowering of a child’s virginity. Here nanny would certainly squeal and I didn’t need the entire weight of the Governor’s office and his legal staff on my ass. So after sneaking through the huge mansion we found some new sheets and quickly covered up the crime.
The nanny was still passed out from a night of boozing and my dirty deeds with the Governor’s nine-year-old daughter were like it never happened, except for a needy little girl that insisted on a return to her bedroom for another marathon of oral sex on her sweet little pussy.
One week later, after numerous rendezvous and having unbelievable sex with my nine-year-old oral sex junkie, Angela’s parents and a staff of state troopers, acting as the Governor’s body guards, put a disappointing damper on sneaking into the child’s bedroom every night. But on several, surreptitious occasions, my little sweetie managed to sneak off and find me on the beach.
“Where are your bodyguards, Honey?” I asked suspiciously one day when Angela suddenly appeared, wearing her usual excited smile as she jumped into my arms.
“Oh. I ditched ‘em for a while when they got busy; something about my daddy having some important man visit today,”
“You wanna watch me do a new trick?”
“Sure Honey, I’ll watch,” I replied as Angela proceeded to do a cartwheel, which she must have known would reveal her naked little pussy to a pair of lust-filled old eyes.
“Well! How’d like it?” she asked with a wide grin, reflecting her sense of satisfaction.
“Could you see my…my vagina?” she asked in a whisper while a naughty smirk filled her cute little face.
“I miss your cute little vagina darling and I miss you too,” I whispered, knowing she wanted to hear such things.
“My daddy is leaving to go back to the Capitol tomorrow. You can come see me and we’ll have lots more fun, but my mommy is gonna be there so maybe we…I know! Let’s go to your place for a while, but I havta be back before dark,” she replied as she took my hand as if to accompany me back home.
The sweetest little girl on the planet just suggested that I take her to my home for an afternoon of delightful kiddy sex. She didn’t have to ask twice!
The minute little Angela walked into the house, I had her bikini off and my clothes strewn all over the floor. Her seductively young and supple little body was mine for the afternoon and soon the little darling was carried into my bedroom and on her back with my tongue inserted deep into her tight little cunt. Without the constraints of being in her bedroom with her nanny nearby, I licked and sucked her tender nine-year-old snatch in a blinding frenzy of lust.
Groans of sexually-inspired pleasure filled the whole house as she experienced the most intense orgasm yet! Her tiny body convulsed violently, arching off my bed while I continued licking and lapping her young sex unit she finally climaxed and closed her eyes in a blissful sedated place that little girls go after having their pussies properly attended to.
By now, I was addicted to enjoying oral sex with a child, but little Angela seemed even more addicted; a surprise to me, and especially the way I thought of little girls until now.
That night was the first time Angela decided to take it upon herself to repay me for all the orgasms she enjoyed since meeting me.
After ordering me to lay on my back, a cute, impish grin covered her face as she leaned over my waist and opened her mouth. A tiny, warm, wet tongue was the first thing to send waves of sexual arousal through my cock while darting in and out between her thin lips, But in one misjudged moment, her whole mouth suddenly took all seven inches.
Not realizing how long a fully erect, adult penis is, and how small her preteen mouth is, Angela gagged as the head of my meaty manhood penetrated her throat. But undaunted, the little angel sucked and slurped away until an unexpected violent explosion of hot, thick cum instantly filled her mouth, throat and finally her thin little lips and chin. The sight was almost comical as glistening goo dripped precariously from her chin until landing in a pool on my stomach. Gagging and coughing followed as she tried to expel the remaining sperm while my throbbing cock and dopamine flooded brain reveled in the unimaginable orgasm.
A cuddling, soothing embrace followed after Angela curled up to my side. Meanwhile, my hand smoothed over her shapely little naked ass until little kisses escalated into French kissing - something new to Angela. But after a bit of practice she was into it and trading her tiny, child sized tongue with my spit until I decided to fuck her little brains out one last time.
Thanks to the bright lights in my bedroom I was able to look at her delightful, naked little body with a new of pair of eyes.
Her fine, unblemished skin looked picture perfect as if God had crafted the little angel for himself. Her Silky smooth, firm thighs and shapely little ass looked as if an artist had sculptured them to tempt man. But I couldn’t take my eyes off her young, hairless little pussy slit that looked so inviting and delicious. At the age of nine, she had lost most of her baby fat, showing subtle signs of developing into what would surely be, a stunningly beautiful woman someday. Just gazing at her sexy little body made me realize how lucky I was to be her first sexual partner. Yes. There would be others in her life as she grew up, but I was her first.
Angela grimaced with expectations as I guided my swollen cock once again into the sweet, smooth depths of her tight little fuckhole. The warm, but slippery entrance to her vagina was already lubricated with her preteen, sexual juices as I plunged in and out of her young sex until my balls emptied every thing I had into her womb. Her snug fitting, little girl sized vagina had finally stretched during our repeated sexual encounters, making it easier to fuck her little body without pain and discomfort. But OH! What an orgasm! Having sex with someone as young as Angela is the most sexually rewarding experience I could have ever dreamed or fantasized about.
Her tight fitting, tiny hole gripped my cock with every push and withdrawal, sending powerful waves of intense pleasure, the ‘rarest’ of pleasures and something that can’t be described in words alone, but my cock and brain will always remember.
After meeting the little charm, my life has changed dramatically and sex with a woman won’t ever be as fulfilling. My remaining years on this planet will be in search of…and hopeful of finding another little Angela. The fact that she would be leaving soon to go back to the city was a sad thing to sort out, but those memories are golden.
“I gotta go home now, but here’s my key in case you wanna come see me next summer and here’s my cell number so you can call me anytime,” She offered after getting dressed and hugging my neck as if she shared my sadness too.
The lonely walk back after escorting Angela to her home that evening brought a tear of sorrow and loss as I realized how much I was going to miss the little wonder. Then my cell phone rang.
“Hi Paul! This is Angela. My mommy is going back to the city tonight and I get to stay here another week. You wanna come see me? My mommy is gonna be gone after nine and my nanny is…well she’s gonna be passed out again. Please come. I already miss you and…you can put your penis in my vagina again, if ya wanna.”
It’s funny how tears of sadness can suddenly become tears of joy!