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My story (Mg, pedo)
begins the summer of my 26th year. It was my first experience
with a pre-teen. Her name was Charlotte. Charlotte was twelve years
old and a real cutie. Her light brown hair was accented by stunning hazel
eyes set against her creamy skin. Her cute pug nose was liberally
sprinkled with freckles. She smiled through full red lips and a perfect
smile.
I was introduced to her on a warm June day. The first time I saw her I
noticed she had only just begun to develop out of her little girl body.
Her pre-teen nipples teased ever so subtly through her t-shirt. I doubt
anyone even noticed them the way I did that summer day. Her little breasts
were hard to see at first glance and yet I found myself trying to catch a
little peek any chance I got. I wondered why I even bothered. What I
didn't know then but realize now, is that I was drawn to the anticipation
of her budding female treasures.
She had come to spend the summer with our neighbors the Vegas.
Charlotte had a high-pitched carefree laugh. It wasn't long after she'd
settled in with the Vega's that she began to bring her three-year-old
cousin Mary over to play with my son also three. My boy had grown up with
Mary and they were best friends. Little Mary was the reason Charlotte had
come to visit that faithful summer.
Charlotte's summer job was to watch over Mary while her aunt worked the
day shift at the factory along with my wife Lisa. I worked swings so it
was easy to manage time with the kids. We were very close with the Vega's
so having Charlotte and Mary come over to swim it was not out of the
ordinary. In fact the situation was perfect. Being the adult I could
watch all of the kids' during the day including Charlotte. The Vega's
trusted my wife Lisa and I implicitly and shouldn't they?
It took about a week for us to settle into a daily routine. Charlotte
and Mary would come over to play in the pool. The "pool" was nothing more
then a wadding pool but the little ones loved it. Charlotte and Mary came
over in t-shirts and bathing suits. Charlotte and I would ready the pool
then sit and talk. Sometimes Charlotte would throw water on her shoulders
to cool down. We would get into competitive splashing contests to see who
got the wettest. We chased each other around the pool as the little ones
laughed at us. It was during these playful romps and talks that I first
noticed Charlotte and I had developed a special bond.
One day while taking in the sun Charlotte she turned innocently to me
and asked, "How old were you when you had your first girlfriend?" I glanced
over to see those beautiful hazel eyes squinting through the sun's glare. I
noticed the freckles on her cute nose had grown more pronounced as the
summer progressed. Charlotte's body and mannerisms matched her
intoxicatingly innocent voice. That day I looked at this beautiful
creature and could swear she looked like an angel. She waited for a
response but I took my time pondering what relevance this had to anything
we were doing that day. Having no idea what she was getting at I answered,
"I was twelve years old like you and it was also summertime. Come to think
of it she looked a lot like you sweetheart." Giggling at the irony she then
put our relationship into motion, "I want a boyfriend this summer too!" I
smiled at her matter of fact announcement I asked, "How will you find a
boyfriend and still watch Mary this summer?" She thought for a second and
with a serious look said, "You could be my summer boyfriend Mike!" These
seven words changed my life in ways I never imagined. I smiled at her
precocious ness and patted her hand, "Charlotte I think any guy would be
lucky to have you for a girlfriend. You're a very pretty girl and smart to
boot." She blushed and turned away but I could sense something had changed
in our friendship.
Later that evening I lay in bed running her seven words over in my head.
Each time I wondered if it was possible. Could Charlotte and I really have
an attraction? Could we play boyfriend and girlfriend for the rest of the
summer? Was I crazy for even thinking such thoughts? After all she was
only twelve! I lay in bed tossing and turning for about an hour when Lisa
finally rolled over and put her arms around me, "What's the matter babe?"
she said. At first I was nervous and felt silly. How does a guy tell his
wife that a pre-teen beauty wants him as a boyfriend for the summer! Hell
this was my wife I was talking to. But as I held her it dawned on me that
our relationship was built on trust, honesty, and to be non-judgmental so
why should this subject be any different? I got my nerve up and blurted
out, "Little Charlotte from next door asked me to be her summer boyfriend.
Can you believe that?" Lisa looked at me and smiled. She told me how
important it is when a girl gets her first boyfriend. She made me
understood what an honor it was that Charlotte had chosen me. "She will
never forget you babe", she said. Let me tell you a little about Lisa my
soul mate. No one matters as much as we do to each other. Our son had
made our love come alive. She snuggled to my chest and whispered a secret,
"I had my first boyfriend at eleven so why her?" I said, "Babe I'm 26 and
she's 12. Not good future for a relationship!" Lisa then said something
that still blows my mind, "It's a good experience for a young girl like
Charlotte to learn from a gentle older man. How you treat her will
determine the way she interacts with the men in her life. Sweetie I never
told you this but my first boyfriend was 23. He was a gentle, kind, and
loving guy. I have never forgotten him and our times together. I will
always cherish those memories." I took in what she said. This revelation
was shocking. Lisa had never mentioned an older man until now. I looked
deep into her eyes and she smiled. I whispered how much I loved her and we
started to make passionate love but to this day I still wonder if it was me
she made love to that night or was it her older boyfriend. Either way it
was one of the most intense lovemaking sessions I have ever experienced
The next day could not come soon enough. I ran through the ways I could
approach the subject. I really liked Charlotte and didn't want to scare
her away. She had obviously given it some thought but would that translate
to more? Like clock work Charlotte and Mary came over around noon for a
small snack. We would play by the pool for a couple hours and then it was
naps for the little ones. This day was no different except that today
Charlotte had came over with her hair made up and curly. She had a new
bikini on and a light shade of makeup. I did a double take when I answered
the door but immediately began to apply basic male/female interaction. I
looked her in the eye and said, "Sweetheart I noticed you hair is different
today. I think it's very pretty. Did you do it yourself?" She smiled when
I added, "Oh and I think your new bikini looks very sexy on you. It makes
you look older." She blushed red and hit me on my arm. I faked great pain,
"Kiss my boo boo!" I cried. She leaned over and planted a small little
kiss on the spot and quickly ran to help the kids into the pool. She stood
there with her back to me leaning over the pool. I stared and admired her
new feminine development. Obviously she was a child now but not for long.
Her legs and tummy clung to a hint of baby fat but her coltish figure was
fast taking shape. I realized I was witnessing her transformation into a
beautiful young woman.
I watched hypnotized by her innocent show and became aroused. At first
I was ashamed at these nasty thoughts but her backward glances started to
become playful and teasing. I gave up being ashamed and started returning
her gestures with a silly puppy dog look. I was afraid she might see I was
staring at her hips and ass and didn't want her to feel scared or anything.
Being so innocent I knew she shouldn't know how much time I spent admiring
her young ass. I was seeing her in a new and exciting way. Was this
really happening? Had Charlotte really chosen me as her first boyfriend
and what exactly did that mean to her? I know what being a boyfriend means
to a mature woman but this was Charlotte, an innocent twelve year old.
Two hours into pool time we took the little ones out to dry and put them
down for their afternoon nap. It was a little after two and the mom's
would be coming home around 5:30. Charlotte and I had this routine down.
Once the babies were asleep we went to the living room to sit on the couch.
She would sit about two feet away in her sexy bikini. I noticed she hadn't
put a t-shirt over her bikini.
It didn't take but five minutes for Charlotte to amaze me by coming
right out and asking, "Have you thought about being my boyfriend this
summer?" This took me off guard and I was speechless. Here I was dying to
bring up the subject and she beat me to it. I wasn't going to let this
opportunity slip away. I quickly asked her the obvious question, "What is
you idea of a summer boyfriend?" She shrugged her shoulders and in a matter
of fact voice said, "A summer boyfriend teaches a girl to kiss and stuff."
I reflected on this for a second, "Why did you choose me? After all I'm a
lot older than you sweetheart." She smiled broadly at some inside joke and
announced, "My mommy married a man 15 years older then her and you're only
14 years older silly!" The logic was obvious to her young mind but the
reality was not lost on me. I had to make sure our relationship remained a
secret. I said, "Charlotte sweetheart I would love to be your summer
boyfriend but your twelve. I already like you like a girlfriend but if the
police or your mom found out they would not understand and I would get in
big trouble. This needs to be our summer secret. Can you accept that
sweetheart? Do you understand why it has to be like this?" She sat there
for about a few seconds and blurted out, "I really like you too and
couldn't stand it if you got in trouble. If you became my summer boyfriend
I won't tell anyone your real age. I will tell everyone you are 13. Is
this OK? To my friends you will be 13, OK?" I sat there stunned. She had
it all figured out. If she shared her summer story with friends I was only
13! The simplicity was obvious. As I pondered this arrangement she looked
at me from behind her serious face with her brow furled. She seemed
worried I was going to say no but eventually I made her pinky swear on our
secret and became her summer boyfriend.
That evening after from work I told Lisa the news. That I was now
Charlotte's summer boyfriend. She let out a cute "ahhhhh" and gave me a
big hug. "Babe make sure you're taking this serious. Charlotte wants to
learn about men. She trusts you to be her teacher so don't let her down.
You're a wonderful man and a tender lover. Make sure she remembers this
summer fondly." It was like a hundred questions and insecurities entered my
mind. "Lisa what signals should I look for when I'm with her? How will
she let me know what is OK and what is not?" Lisa walked away and looked
over her shoulder and in her sex voice said, "Babe she's a female. You
will know what's OK and what's not trust me!" That simple exchange cleared
my mind but my cock remained rock hard as I relived Lisa's sexually charged
look when she said those words.
The next day we followed our normal routine except today I took care to
brush softly against the tanned creamy skin of her back and shoulders. I
smiled at her a lot more then usual. She became very receptive to my soft
brushes. As the day wore on it was obvious I had clearance to enter her
personal zone; that area only trusted people get to enter. Once the kids
were down for their nap we went to the living room only this time I left my
shirt off. She sat two feet way from me and I sensed she was nervous about
something. I asked what was bothering her. She looked away for a brief
second and said, "Mike I have never kissed a boy and I don't want to mess
this up." I could tell it pained her to admit this but I immediately put
her at ease by joking, "I should hope you haven't kissed a boy yet! If I
am your first boyfriend I want to be the one who teaches you how to kiss
darn it!" She smiled and her shyness left. I reassured her that everyone
had a first time and she was no different. She shook her head yes and
said, "Mike I like you a lot. We get along great and you treat me like a
grown up. Your age doesn't bother me. Besides wasn't it me who ask YOU to
be my boyfriend?" Again her logic won over the discussion. I reached out
and took her hands in mine. She glanced down for a moment. I noticed my
hands were almost twice her size. She still possessed the small gentle
hands of a child. I moved a little closer and stared into her angelic face
looking so innocent and eager. She watched my movements not knowing what
to do. I moved closer to her and could see her breathing had quickened.
We locked eyes and I was drawn into her hazel eyes. I slowly ran my
fingers over the erotic areas of her arms and shoulders. My touch was
being rewarded by goose bumps all over her body. She shivered and giggled
at the sensation. I asked if everything was ok. She answered quickly in a
teasing voice "Ummm it just kinda tickled but I liked it a lot." With this
green light my fingers began to trace her neck and face. She watched me
close looking for any reason to back out. Detecting no danger or reason to
stop she let her guard down and her youthful curiosity took hold. Her
instincts told her this was a good thing and she accepted it.
I moved closer and our legs touched. I had on short cotton shorts; the
kind a guy wears around the house. She was only in her bikini. My
erection was intense but she didn't it at all. I guess all this talk about
her first kiss was taking her attention but my thoughts were of a mature
nature. Be patient I told myself. She is a fragile young creature full of
curiosity but ready to run away. Don't blow it. You don't want to scare
this opportunity away. She was beginning to trust me. We had made lots of
headway this afternoon.
The angle of the couch was uncomfortable. I used a tried and true
method to get close to a woman. I turned on a pop radio station. I was
rewarded when the latest pop love song came on. Charlotte jumped up off
the couch and began to dance in her bikini. She lacked the moves of an
experienced woman but I could tell she was trained in the art of
cheerleading! She twirled and turned in time with the music using
well-rehearsed thrusts and grinds of a cheerleader.
I sat for half the song watching her seductive dance until I couldn't
stand it anymore. I stood up and caught her hand as she twirled by. She
stood 5 foot tall and weighed 90 pounds soaking wet. I stood 5 foot 9
inches 190 pounds. I towered over her youthful petite body. I looked down
at into her innocent doe eyes. I lovingly moved a strand of hair from her
face and cupped her head in my hands. I bent down and softly kissed her
forehead and she closed her eyes. She sighed as I took a step away from
her. I opened my arms inviting her to come into my embrace. She took
small slow steps into my arms. I sensed uncertainties disappear and
confidence emerges from this little girl. It was obvious she realized this
was a personal choice. She came to me and laid her soft hair against my
bare chest. I wrapped my arms around her petite young body drinking from
the sensation of her virgin skin. We danced slowly until our song ended.
On the last note she let out a squeal and announced, "You're also my
first boy dance!" This made me chuckle and I let out a hearty laugh at the
irony. For her I was to be "The First" in a lot of things. I still drank
from the sensation of her skin against my chest and couldn't stand it any
longer. She was wiling to go wherever this took us. I had been waiting
for a sign and now had it. I bent down and picked her up in my arms
cradling her like a baby. She squealed in delight as I carried her as a
husband would his bride. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my
cheek. With her soft lips still on my mind I carried her to our bedroom.
She watched with wide-eyed wonder as I opened the bedroom door. I had
already made the bed with soft linen and it looked inviting. I carried my
child lover over to our bed, gently laying this creature gently on the bed.
She curled up in the middle of the bed like cat playfully bounced up and
down. I lay down on the bed and watched her frolic in her bikini. She
grew tired of bouncing and let out a long sigh, plopped flat on the bed and
stretched. I studied her tummy muscles and I tried to catch sight of her
budding nipples pressing against her bikini top. Her nipples were hard for
a young girl. She saw me looking at her breasts and pouted, "Their too
small." I took this opportunity to touch the erogenous zones surrounding
her bikini top. Reassuring her that they would soon grow but until then I
loved them just the way they were. She playfully stuck them out at me and
cupped her hands over them. I couldn't resist any longer. This
woman-child was relaxing here on a soft bed, she trusted me enough to be
here and now she was joking about her tits. I rolled next to her and
gently turned her face to mine. Her eyes fluttered closed as I came close
to her soft full lips. When our lips met the electricity was overwhelming.
A soft whimper escaped as I ran my fingers over her shoulders and down her
arms. She did not resist as I ever so softly brushed her hard tiny
nipples. Our kisses grew in intensity as our tongues met. She showed no
reluctance to share our passion. I snuggled close to her and held her in
my arms totally amazed at her small body structure. I tried to tell myself
she was only a girl of twelve but at the same time my erotic desires took
over.
I began to whisper how pretty she was and how much I liked her as my
girlfriend. I reassured her that I would never tell anyone about us and
she had to remember our secret. Between kisses and heavy breathing she
moaned yes and pulled me into her tender embrace. She rolled over on her
back as I positioned myself in the missionary position. She looked totally
vulnerable but confidant.
Her breathing was labored and her nipples hard. I asked if she knew
what adults did when they liked each other. She nodded yes. I asked her
to tell me what she knew and immediately she answered as if she were in her
sixth grade class, "They feel each other up." She was so proud of that
answer and I could imagine her with the same expressions in her elementary
school. I let out a laugh and hugged her tight. She smiled in her little
girl way, "Did I get it right?" she asked. I said, "If feeling up means
they touch each other lovingly then yes you're correct." She smiled, "I
knew it".
This was my opening. Lying over her made it hard to hide my rock hard
cock. I tried to position my cock between my legs and out of sight. I
tickled her and playfully rolled her over so she was straddling my waist
but just out of reach of my cock. I didn't want to scare the little thing.
She giggled about being on top and said something about pinning me down. I
dared her to try, so of course she grabbed my wrists and brought her lips
closer to mine. I said, "It's OK when a women takes charge sometimes. It
makes me feel good." She pondered that for moment then bent down and kissed
me passionately. Her tongue explored mine and she nibbled my lip. I
exposed my neck to her and she began to kiss it. I guided her kisses to my
chest and stomach. She began to explore my body with the excitement of a
new toy. For her young mind this was an exciting experience and she was
curious. She explored my nipples with her fingers and joked about how
small they were. I took this opportunity to challenge her "Yea right.
Yours is smaller!' She laughed and held out her hand, "Bet?" Now the stakes
had changed. She was willing to enter the wonderful world of female
sexuality and I was blessed to be a part of it. I immediately accepted her
bet and we settled on the reward. Whoever lost must do whatever the other
said. Of course no matter what happened I was still the winner because I
would get to see her budding nipples. I was curious what she would do when
she won. I propped myself against a pillow as she knelled in front of me.
She giggled as she untied her top. I felt her watching me as her top
dropped away revealing her pert little nipples. The first thing I noticed
was the lack of roundness seen with in a woman's breast. Normally a
woman's breasts would be rounded. The roundness would be been easily from
all sides. Charlotte was only twelve and her breasts had not formed enough
to show this level of roundness. But still the beauty of her pre-teen body
took my breath away. Her skin was flawless with tan lines clearly visible.
She watched me as my eyes drank her in. She sensed a change in my manner
because she asked if something was wrong. I shook my head slowly and made
eye contact, "Sweetheart you're a very beautiful girl and I was breathless
when I saw your wonderful nipples and breasts." She smiled big, "I like
what they do to you Mike it makes me feel pretty". She crawled on all
fours across the bed and lay across my bare chest. I felt the softness of
her nipples against my skin. Our nipples touched and my heart pounded in
my chest. She glanced down between us and proudly announced, "See my
nipples ARE bigger. I win!" I growled a vicious growl and playfully rolled
her over as she struggled to stay upright. She rolled on her side and when
I rolled to face her the outline of my hard cock became obviously visible
to her. I tried to hide it again but it was too late. Her eyes grew wide
and she pointed, "Is that your peter?" I was embarrassed because I didn't
really want her to see me too soon but it was too obvious. I was caught.
I smiled with my James Dean smile, "Yes sweetheart that is my peter but
it's usually a lot smaller." She seemed amazed by this information and
began to ask quick fire questions, "You mean it gets big and small? Does
it hurt? When does it get big? What do you do with it when it's big?" I
held up my hand to slow her down. I put my hand on her cheek, "Sweetheart,
kissing between a man a woman feels good doesn't it?". She smiled and
vigorously shook her head yes. "Well there are a lot of things men and
women do when they like each other. They use parts of their bodies to
share with their lover." She began hopping up and down on the bed only this
time she was topless. "I wanna share Mike. Please please please!" I
motioned her closer and began to explain how a man's peter fits inside a
woman and how she must be physically able to accept him. I told her that
by 14 a girl can usually let this happen and reminded her she was only 12.
Charlotte turned away. I felt so bad because I wanted her to always be
happy with me. She turned to me and said "I won. I get to choose
something and you have to do it." I ran my fingers through her soft fine
hair as she pouted. "A promise is a promise sweetheart. What would you
like me to do?" Her answer took me by surprise. She rolled over to the far
side of the bed and in a matter of fact voice said, "I want you to stand up
and take off your shorts. I want to see your peter." I started to protest
this giant leap in our summer game but quickly gave in. I kissed her lips
and took care to brush against her exposed hard nipples.
Moving to the foot of the bed I stood in front of her with a raging
hard-on showing through the thin material of my shorts. I watched this
little creature ogling me, watching my every move. She was focused on the
bulge in my shorts when all of the sudden she noticed a little wetness
caused by pre-cum. She pointed to the spot, "Did you pee?" she asked. I
chucked at her innocent comment. "No sweetheart that is not pee. It's one
of the things men and women share with one another. It is how babies are
made." She quickly sat up and blurted out, "Semen. That's semen! I saw
the movie in gym class last year. They never said it was wet." I stood in
front of this eager twelve year old and knew I had to be careful with the
language I used. I figured it was safe to use proper scientific words that
way the chances of her saying something to arouse suspension would be
minimized. I went over to her and gave her a kiss. "You are such a smart
girl Charlotte. What else did they teach you?" She thought for a second
and began reciting a list of sexual education subjects. "Period, penis,
vagina, Intercourse, masturbation, wet dream". I nodded my head, "Yes
sweetheart those names are correct. Do you have any questions about them?"
She thought for a moment and had a life changing moment; "Hey Mike I just
realized your having a wet dream! Is that what you are doing! Ha Ha a wet
dream!" I smiled at her enthusiasm and tried to set her straight.
"Sweetheart when a man is aroused or excited by a woman he builds up semen
inside his peter in hopes of giving it to his girlfriend. What you're
seeing is my body becoming aroused by you. Some of my semen leaks out.
That's why I have a little wet spot." She thought about that and demanded,
"Let me see your penis. I won and I wanna see him!"
By now I was painfully hard and my balls were full. My cock is not huge
by any means but I have enjoyed him all my life and have no complaints
about size. He stands 5" long and thin. He wanted out in a bad way and
could you blame him? Here was this pretty young girl in my bed and
topless. Her breasts exposed; she is curious and willing to learn. Best of
all she was not scared. In fact I began to wonder who was in charge here
this young girl or me?
I couldn't resist any longer. Keeping my eyes on her and I dropped my
shorts lower on my waist. My pubic hair began to show over the top of my
shorts. Detecting nothing negative from her I continued. She seemed
hypnotized. I stood exposing myself to her and she edged closer with her
eyes glued to my bulge. I dropped my shorts lower but continued to cover
my head and most of the shaft. I figured if she was so curious about my
"wet dream" I might as well give her a show. She wanted see where it came
from so I took great care let her anticipation grow. She edged closer and
closer not saying a word. My shorts dropped lower and lower. The base of
my cock became exposed and she stared in wonder. I exposed another inch of
my shaft and she drew closer. Two inches, three, four. She was almost
close enough to kiss him. Finally my head sprung from my shorts like a
Jack In the Box! She was totally fascinated by this trick and made me do
it three more times. All at once she let out a playful squeal, "Does it
hurt Mike?" I replied, "Well sweetheart the longer I wait to release my
semen the more it hurts." She looked up and in a childlike voice said, "Can
I touch it? Will it hurt when semen comes out?" I let out a deep sign and
tried to explain what may happen if she touched me. I told her about
semen, orgasms and how wonderful it felt. I showed her the place where
semen comes from and why. Less then a foot from her lips stood my erect
cock dripping cum. She reached out and to gently touched my head taking
care to look closely at my slit. Pre-cum was oozing out in anticipation of
her playful touch. Every time she caressed my head small amounts of
pre-cum would appear and slowly drip down my shaft and still she watched in
wonder. Every once in a while she would giggle at something my cock did
and look up at me in wonder. I smiled at her enthusiasm as I ran my
fingers through her hair, pushing it out of the way so I could watch her
small hands explore my cock. By this time our game was a mixture of
ecstasy and agony. She seemed amazed at my balls and reached under to
feel. She quickly drew her hand back amazed at my balls alien texture. She
giggled, "There're squishy and hard!" I stood exposed for her exploration
and wanted to satisfy her curiosity but she was exceeding my limit. I was
going to explode all over the poor little girl and she had no clue!
She continued running her small hands over my cock. I stood there
answering her questions trying to be as patient and fun loving as I
possibly but all the while I fantasized about shooting my cum all over her
developing tits.
She fixated on the little drops of pre-cum appearing on the head of my
cock. She was reluctant to touch it at first and wondered a loud if it was
dirty or something. I quickly reassured her there is nothing bad about it.
"Every man has this wetness. Their girlfriends taste it too. In fact men
also taste their girlfriends vagina." After hearing this she still didn't
resister any revulsion so I took this as a good sign. This woman-child
continued to caress my cock with eager curiosity. Her touch was driving me
mad and she didn't know what she was doing to me. It was time I did
something about the situation.
My angel had taken her time with me and now I needed release, but how? I
mentally reviewed what we had talked about. I remembered she had mentioned
masturbation and thought I had my release. I thought it was too early to
have intercourse with this girl but masturbation and oral pleasure would be
nice substitutes but I wondered if she was physically able to take me. She
seemed willing.
I stood naked in front of her. She was topless wearing with nothing
more then a bikini bottom and traces of cum on her fingers. This was more
then I imagined when I agreed to be her summer boyfriend. It happened so
fast and she was eager to learn more. I gently stood her up on the bed in
front of me. We were now eye to eye and yet her body was a little girl.
Her weight seemed as light as a feather. I held her close and felt her
nipples against my skin, hard and excited. Her nipples stood out as best
they could in this stage of development but to me they were the most erotic
things I had ever felt. We kissed deeply as I ran my hands over her lower
back and over her firm child ass. I wandered lower down the back of her
thighs and up the inside. Over and over I traced her soft eager young
body. I took in her essence like the aroma of a fine wine but a hundred
times sweeter.
Being this close I found no way to hide my cock or stopping him from
touching her soft body. All her signals indicated she didn't mind, in fact
she started to playfully snuggle my hard warm cock against her soft tummy.
My cock had no choice and started to leave cum tracks across Charlotte's
tummy and on the front of her thighs. She still did not register
objections; in fact her kisses became more frantic as her hands moved
faster across my chest and through my hair. She felt my cock close to her
virgin pussy. She instinctively wanted it, whatever IT was. Her body
started to move in time with the slow sweeping motions of my cock on her
tummy. My slippery pre-cum began to make lubrication between our bodies.
My cum spread all over her torso and I detected the faint aroma of cum.
Charlotte noticed it too and obviously free of inhibitions asked, "Do you
smell that? It smells sweet." I smiled at my curious little lover and
proudly told her, "Sweetheart that aroma is my semen and yes it is sweet to
a woman who loves her man." She pushed away a little to look down at her
tummy glistening from cum. She reached down to make circular trails of cum
on her body. She giggled a little as she brought a sample to her nose to
smell it. She did not frown or anything which I found very exciting. She
then did something beyond her tender age. She took a fresh sample of cum
and put it in her mouth, licking it off her fingers. This little girl
continued to blow my mind. She was open minded enough to do wonderful
things that some mature women won't do. Here I had a living treasure next
to me willing to learn and try new things. Her mischievous grin told me
all I needed to know. She had tasted cum and liked it. I now wanted my
turn with her.
She stood on the bed as I began to explore her. First her lips then I
nibbled her ears, down her soft neck, down to her to undeveloped breasts.
With her positioned in front of me it was easy to gain access to her
excited nipples small though they may be. I took my time running my tongue
around her developing breasts. With eyes closed and head tilted back she
reacted to my touch as I got closer and closer to her pre-teen nipples. It
was obvious to me this little girl would one day have very sensitive
nipples and even now the effects were impressive. I teased her nipples
with quick licks and light blowing. She asked what I was doing to her.
Over and over she would moan in her girl voice, "Oh Mike this feels so
good. It feels so strange. It tickles when you do that so please don't
stop." I worked my lips near her nipples as my hands caressed this soft
young body. She started to make love on pure instinct. Some of the things
she did surprised me. Her body movements blended with her moans. My hands
worked a symphony over her perfect body. Her encouragement was amazing.
It was obvious she was now operating on pure sexual instinct. My tongue
would tease her nipples slightly, running circles around her creamy pink
undeveloped areolas. I was ready to take her nipples in my mouth but first
I had to undress my treasure. Her moans were becoming more frantic and I
decided to slow her down. I held her body away from me just a bit. She
almost collapsed onto the bed but I was able to steady her with my
shoulder. I had a chance to take in her small childlike body. Her golden
brown hair was disheveled; her eyes almost closed in a sleepy faraway look.
Her breathing was rapid but quickly slowing now that I stopped teasing her
nipples. I could see her tummy and hip region were coated with a thin
white coat of dried cum but this didn't seem to bother her at all. I
studied my pre-teen beauty standing in her semi-nude state.
Although we had shared so much I felt it important to respect her
boundaries. As she leaned against me I looked into her eyes, "May I please
remove your bikini bottoms Charlotte?" I said in a soft voice. A sly smile
crossed her face as she softly kissed my lips and whispered, "Please Mike I
want you to take them off, Please!" This was all I needed. She nibbled my
ears and kissed my chest while I went for her treasures. I reached for her
waist and dropped my hands tracing her body to developing hips until I felt
her bikini bottoms. I slowly worked them down over her hips taking care to
watch for a reaction but the pleasure on her face said it all. She made it
very clear I had permission to explore her young virgin treasures. Her
bikini bottoms slid further over her growing hips. I lowered myself to her
waist and stared at the top of her creamy white pubic mound. First her tan
lines were exposed then pale white skin and finally her virgin mound. I
took care to position myself close to her treasure realizing I had never
been this close to a twelve year old virgin pussy before. I wanted to
enjoy every second and nuance of this experience.
Her tan line followed her hips down in a very sexy V shaped pattern
contrasting against her tan coltish legs. The skin around her mound was
white protected from the sun. I detected faint hair follicles on her mound
but nothing I would call pubic hair just yet. This was a little girl's
peach fuzz. I lowered her bikini bottoms more and exposed her mound in
greater detail. I worked her bottom down enough to expose the top most
part of her virgin pink pussy. Like her mound, the top of her slit had
peach fuzz but in this area I also found a cute little clit hood. I knew
the significance of this find from past experience. This signaled the
location of her developing clit. I started to explore her pussy skin and
it was flawless. Her girl pussy looked creamy white with a slight pink
tint between the folds of her lips. Dropping her bikini bottoms to her
knees she deftly launched them with her foot to the floor. I noticed as
she lifted her leg to fling her bikini that her tiny pussy had a small
patch of real pubic hair hidden near her treasure hole. This hair
surrounded her hole and the folds of her lips were darker relative to her
hairless mound. The hair was slightly darker than the hair on her head.
She stood naked and innocent in front of me, vulnerable as I drank this
vision. She smiled as I admired the treasures her sweet youthful body
offered. "Now I know how you felt when I was looking at you." she giggled.
I smiled and gave her a hug. She pulled me down hard and we fell on the
bed naked and laughing. She started to explore my cock again but this time
I had permission to explore her too. I my fingers traced her tummy then on
to her hairless mound. As she played with my cock her touching became more
frantic and lustful the closer I got to her secret hole. Positioned on her
back in the middle of the bed I lay with my head resting on her little
thigh facing her pussy in the 69 position. My cock lay peacefully on her
hips making it easy for her to see. I gently lay my hand between her legs
and gave then a little push. She caught on quickly to this universal
signal and willingly opened her legs exposing all her secrets to me. I
traced my fingers over her mound lightly touching her pink hood and
pristine pink skin folds. I moved closer to her virgin pussy and was
rewarded when a moan of anticipation escaped her lips. She arched her back
in my direction and started to get lost in this new type of pleasure. The
more I explored near her hole the more I found a blanket of soft beautiful
hair, not the coarse hair found on grown women. It was like this silk
blanket protecting Charlotte's secrets. It was very different from any
woman I had ever touched. Charlotte's hair was new and soft as silk. Near
the middle area between her pubic mound and her pussy I found some long
dark hair but they were was few and far between. As I edged closer to her
pink pussy they became thicker on a relative scale of 12 year old girls.
Her skin started to darken the closer I go to her virgin hole. My fingers
now reached her warm moist pussy and were rewarded by the feel of her
moisture. I was surprised my sexy little lover could actually produce cum.
This was very exciting because it meant she was at least physically able to
lubricate even at her young age. It also meant she might be physically
able to take a man into her unexplored pussy. I asked her, "Charlotte
sweetheart had you ever gotten wet down there before?" She giggled, "Well
Mike if you don't tell anyone. After watching that sex education movie in
gym class I went home and masturbated. It felt so good." I hugged her
lovingly not wanting her to be ashamed, "Sweetheart that means you are
becoming a woman. Getting wet down there means you are leaving behind a
little girl and are becoming a woman." As we hugged and kissed I could
sense she was very proud of herself. She whispered, "Mike I want you to
help make me become a woman".
I began to lick and tease her nipples with my tongue but this time my
fingers were also exploring her tight pre-teen pussy. She spread her legs
easily and my fingers gained easy entry. She lifted her knees up as my
index finger began to enter her warm body. Her young was pussy tighter
then any I felt before. Hers was different from a mature woman and
although Charlotte was petite in size I was encouraged by her eagerness and
enthusiasm. I began to suck her highly sensitive nipples, playing and
flicking with my tongue. Every time I hit a favorite spot she would
shiver. Her moans got louder as I began to take more risks with my finger.
She started to buck her hips to meet the sensation I was introducing into
her warm wet pussy. Her head rolled from side to side and moans escaped
her lips. She would grind, wiggle and push to the rhythm of my finger
fucking. My plan was first one finger half way in and then a second.
Patience I told myself.
With my index finger working deeper inside she let out a moan of pain. I
removed my finger because I thought I had hurt her but she grabbed my hand
and returned it to her pussy. I whispered, "Sweetheart this is your first
time and we have to work together. This feels good but also it might hurt
because it is your first time. If you relax yourself down there it will be
easy to accept me inside of you." She looked down at me and moaned, "Ummm
Mike it only hurt a little and then felt good again. I want this more than
anything so please don't worry. I can do this, I know I can." I reminded
her that women do this with men all the time. She kissed my hand and said,
"Please put your fingers in me I want to be grown up." Her confidence was
all I needed. I knew it was critical she relax and accepted my fingers
inside of her if I ever wanted to fuck this tight little girl. It was all
up to her desire to become a woman. I added my second finger and she
moaned louder. Her knees came up over my shoulder. I knew her nipples
were very sensitive so I moved up to give then a work out. The figured the
pleasure I gave her by sucking her tits would cancel out the pain of my
fingers violating her tight body.
The more I sucked her little nipples the wilder she got. I began to
feel her virgin pussy contracting around my fingers trying to draw them
deeper inside. There was no doubt her young pussy was beginning to loosen
up the more we played. I told Charlotte that a twelve-year-old girl should
be physically able to take a grown man if she was willing and prepared.
Her legs spread wide making it easy to access her and enjoy the beautiful
view of her perfect young pussy. I admired her body as my fingers entered.
Our efforts began to loosening her pussy. Her hips rose off the bed as my
fingers slid faster and faster inside her. She was getting used to the
sensation and welcomed it with a vengeance. I noticed her moaning had
increased in intensity. All signals were telling me it was time to reach
our next level of passion.
I steadily worked my fingers inside this little lover. It was time to
introduce her to something she never could have imagined. I started by
moving my licking and sucking lower down her tummy, past her belly button,
her tan line, lower to her hairless mound and down to her fresh new pussy
hair. She squirmed in delight as this new sensation hit full on. She
easily gave in as quickly as I began. My tongue began searching for her
small clit hidden somewhere under that little pink hood.
Positioning myself between her legs I knew she had lost all inhibitions
regarding her "private parts". I looked up from licking her pussy to
search her face and knew her mind was not with me at that moment. She was
enjoying my eager sucking. These sensations were almost too much. She
didn't care that I was between her legs getting a good look and tasting her
private parts. The beauty of her treasures made this event a chance of a
life time. As she aged her hairless mound would be hidden beneath a carpet
of course hair, her small clit would grow dark and into a woman's. Her
perfectly tight pussy would soon expand and she could take any man but on
this day she was still a little girl. I looked at her and saw a mixture of
pleasure, wonderment, and excitement.
I returned to position myself between her legs and raised her hips by
putting pillows under her. Charlotte's slit was a little red from getting
finger fucked but her pussy looked perfect just the same. Pink and new I
began to savor the taste of her young cum. First I toyed with her hood by
pushing and playing it from side to side. She enjoyed my tongue most of
all and yet there was more. I took my fingers and spread her hood looking
for her tiny button. My eyes scanned deep into her pink skin moving folds
until I finally found it. I finally had her little nub of a clit in my
mouth. Not the size of a woman's, Charlotte's was very small and cute. It
matched her perfectly.
I started to lick and suck her clit. She began making short whimpering
sounds. Her legs started to twitch. Never could she imagine a feeling
this wonderful. Her clit began to enlarge but only a little but that was
all I needed. My lips surrounded and gently suckled her child clit. She
gasped for air. Her hips began to move in time with my finger thrusts. I
began to realize her mixture of cum and orgasms might bring the physical
changes needed to allow me to enter my little Charlotte.
My final test was a third finger. If she could take a third finger
inside her young tight pussy then my thin cock must surly follow. This was
our ultimate goal.
Charlotte was totally into the sensation of my tongue inside of her.
She didn't seem to notice as I added a third finger into her body. This
twelve year old girl was lost as she experienced her first oral orgasm.
Her head rolled from side to side and her legs spread wide with me in
between. My cock was rock hard and begging for release. I sampled her cum
as her little body tried to make the lubrication needs our lovemaking
demanded but alas she was still a little girl so her cum lacked volume but
tasted like fine wine. I was able to slip all three fingers inside and she
was handling it well. A mixture of lubrication from my oral stimulation
made up for her lack of cum production. With her legs apart and totally
relaxed it was time to make her a woman.
I kissed and hugged my little lover. She said "Mike I have never wanted
anything so bad. If having you inside feels as good as this please put
your peter in me". I rolled so she was on top of me. Coaching her now I
told her how important it was that she control how fast my peter entered
her body. She nodded with a cute smile kissing my forehead. I held my
cock straight up and she raised herself over him. It took a couple
attempts but on the third try I could felt the warmth of her young body
teasing the head of my cock. I saw my head touching her dark pussy hair
and felt the warmth of her body as she lowered herself over my head. She
settled on my cock and started working him into herself. Her face said it
all. I read both pain and pleasure. She moaned and whimper when she made
the mistake of letting me in too fast. She would rise off than quickly
squirm back down. Her hips rotated in a circle, instincts telling her it
was important to enlarge her pussy. For ten minutes she worked her body as
far as she could and yet my cock was still only three inches into her
virgin pussy. She started a rocking motion front and back and began to
pick up speed.
Her hair was a mess as she rocked her hips. She was hot and sweaty and
yet she looked perfect. Working my cock to the half way point she could go
no farther. Her willingness to take me was interrupted by her taunt
cherry. It was now my turn to show her pleasure. I rolled her over into
the missionary position wanting to made sure she was ready for what came
next. She reached up to caress my cheek and cried, "Mike I want this. I
want us to do this please!" Kissing I told her she must relax and want this
to happen. Her body needed to accept me willingly. She nodded her pretty
head and spread her legs high to my chest. Looking down I could see her
bald pubic mound. Looking lower I could see my cock enter her. Charlotte
looked up at me when I slowly reenter her body. With her legs spread wide
to accept me and her knees high on my shoulders it was easy to put him back
to his original depth. She moaned in pleasure as I concentrated my efforts
on her previously stretched young pussy. I worked my cock to where she
stopped earlier. Hitting this spot she began running her hands over my
arms and chest. She was a little nervous so I reassured her with a tender
kiss. I knew this little girl was mentally ready for me but I must now
prepare her for the physical pain of breaking her cherry.
I could feel her cherry skin stopping my cock. Whenever I applied
pressure my little dear Charlotte would pull away. This was troubling. I
asked her once again if she was ready for me and each time she nodded yes.
I know I didn't want to hurt my lover but at the same time I needed to
shoot my cum deep inside of her pussy. I had an idea. I withdrew my cock
until only about two inches were in her. This area of her pussy was very
loose and ready. She got pleasure from this area and could take me easily.
As I worked him out and in she started to moan and squirm meeting me with
short hip thrusts. Her moans were full of pleasure. My cock was working
her to an orgasm and I leaned down to take her sensitive nipples in my
mouth. She cried with pleasure as I began sucking her nipples. Her hips
started to thrust against my cock. Her young pussy began to lubricate with
a mixture of pre-cum and her little girl juices. I could sense an orgasm
was building deep inside of her body. She started screaming in a little
girl voice but this scream was pure pleasure. Her legs were as wide as she
could get them. I began to feel the contractions of her little pussy
pulling on my cock. She may have been small but her body more than
willing. As her orgasm built she started to thrash and beg me for more.
She looked up at me through moans and begged, "Oh Mike I want this so bad.
Please make love to me Mike. Oh Mike!" It was time for me to take her.
This was the moment I had been waiting for. My small pre-teen lover was in
ecstasy with half a cock in her and me sucking her nipples. She was
building to an intense orgasm and was lost deep into the pleasure as I made
the final push though her cherry. My final hard hip thrust met with moans
of pleasure. I had timed it perfectly. She had been at the peek of orgasm
when as I felt my cock break through. Her eyes went wide and she grabbing
my arm. At first she seemed confused not knowing what happened or which
was stronger the pain or pleasure. Slowly I withdrew my cock from inside
her. She lay there with feelings of wonderful pleasure and pain. Between
breaths she asked, "Mike what just happened? I felt something break inside
and it hurt a little." I kissed her lips, "Babe you just became a woman.
We can now make love like a boyfriend and girlfriend should." She looked
down at my cock half out of her pussy and said in a surprised voice "Wow
you put all of him in me?" I smiled, "Watch sweetheart." She looked on in
wonder as I slowly put him back in. "Only a woman can do that Charlotte" I
whispered. She clapped her hands, "Mike I can feel you in me! It feels
like your pushing on my insides when you're in all the way in but it feels
so good. Do it more please." I positioned my arms to her side and started
thrusting my hips. Her feet were on my shoulders and pussy wide open to
accept me. She was totally ready for this. I looked between us and saw
her hairless white pubic mound meeting with my hair. The contrast was very
erotic. Even though I was fucking her good now she was still tighter then
any woman I had ever fucked. My cock was fully inside of this
twelve-year-old girl and she loved it!
Our bodies met with each thrust. She started to become a wildcat. Her
fingernails scratched my chest and arms. He hips would meet mine with a
slapping sound. I put her legs over my neck. He pussy was perfectly
positioned for deep thrusting. She started to roll her eyes and moan in
little girl's voice. I could feel her youthful cum mixing with mine
coating her pussy lips. Her body meet my thrusts again and again. Her
instincts took over as our bodies pounded each other. I could feel my
balls beginning to build to climax. I had been waiting for this moment for
hours and now it came. I fell on her and kissed her deeply. She grabbed
my hair and returned my kisses with equal passion. "Oh sweetheart" I
moaned, "I am ready to give you my semen. It's a lot sweetheart... here
it comes baby..." My voice trailed off in a long moan as my hot cum left my
body and entered hers. She caressed my face as four large shots of man cum
enter her little body. "Oh it's warm and wet Mike" she said. She felt my
warm cum begin flood her little womb and moaned, "I feels warm inside
Mike." My thrusts had subsided enough for my mind to finally catch up to my
body. I felt her little pussy contacting around my cock drawing cum deeper
into her body. "Sweetie what you feel is your body taking my semen deep
into your womb trying to make a baby. I know you're too young for that but
your body is trying." She thought this over for a second then changed the
subject. "I can feel your peter getting smaller!" she giggled. "If feels
all wet down there." I rolled her over so she was on top this way our cum
would flow out of her and onto me. I saw the mixture had a trace of
redness from breaking her cherry. Laying on my chest she let out a long
sign. I put my arms around her realizing I had just fucked this little
girl and wondered to myself what the rest of the summer might bring. She
looked ay me and whispered, "I loved this Mike, thank you." And drifted off
for her nap.