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Loving Little Julie, Mf, Lolita, oral, intercourse

Author: Julie Hypnotic,

Summary: A young girl moves in for the summer and the man of the house finds
he is sexually attracted to her.

Jake stared, mesmerized by the angel in front of him. Her head was tilted
back, her long, chestnut hair flowing in silky curtains around her face,
lips parted, eyes closed, and tiny body rippling in obvious pleasure. As he
watched, her lids fluttered open and the brilliant blue of her gaze fixed
upon his face. Her eyes were bluer than usual, dark and glossy.  "Julie
wants," she whispered through red, swollen lips. Jake looked down at his
fingers spreading open her baby smooth labia and teasing her clitoris. What
Julie wants, Julie gets. He lifted his cock and...

A shrill cry from the alarm jolted Jake from his sweet dreams. Cursing, he
stumbled out of bed, ignoring his erection and headed for the shower.

These dreams had to stop, he thought to himself, visions of Julie waltzing
through his mind. Julie, twelve years old and sheer perfection, from her
creamy olive skin to her long legs and perky breasts. Julie, in her first
two-piece swimsuit. Julie, in a too-short skirt and a cropped top, her sexy,
flat tummy bare for the world to see. Jake groaned and gripped his erection,
staving off the rise of cum from his heavy, bloated balls. After a moment,
he gave in, gripped it anew and jerked viciously until he moaned and
climaxed, while Julie danced seductively before his eyes.

Ten minutes later, he was combing his curly black hair, applying deodorant
and preparing to go downstairs for breakfast. Julie would be there, maybe
even wearing her tennis outfit. His hands shook as he hurried along,
dressing in trousers, a polo shirt, and loafers.

Sure enough, there she was making toast beside his wife, Michelle.  Though
the tennis outfit was missing, she was still sexy in her black mini-skirt
and sleeveless summer weight sweater, which clung to her breasts so
delightfully. They were smallish, but perfectly formed and every now and
then, her nipples stood up tall. Jake guessed when she reached maturity they
would be truly spectacular.

He dropped a kiss on Michelle's cheek and patted the baby's head.  "Morning
kiddo," he said casually to Julie as he took his place at the table. "Good
morning Jake," she replied in her calm, quiet voice. His eyes strayed to her
bare, tanned legs for a moment as she turned back to the toaster and he
shook his head in helpless frustration.

Julie was staying with them for the summer. Her parents, friends of the
family, were going through a rough patch Michelle had explained. "Julie
needs somewhere safe to stay while they get it worked out." Jake hadn't been
happy about it at first. He remembered a precocious eight-year old, not this
elegant, sensual beauty. His delight in her quiet manners and respectful
attitude quickly turned to horror when he realized his strong sexual
attraction for her. It had grown steadily in the week and a half since her
arrival until she was all he thought about. He wanted this child. He wanted
her more than he'd ever wanted anyone in his life.

"Jake, I'm taking Jacob to visit Mother this evening. Julie said she'd like
to stay here with you if you don't mind." She smiled at Julie, and ran her
hand down her cheek, "I think she's a little shy about meeting anyone new
right now. Would you mind?"

Jake gulped as he swallowed a mouthful of eggs, "How long will you be gone?"
He almost pleaded, immediately worried about being left alone with Julie. He
was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.

Michelle gave him a strange look. "The usual overnight. I'll be home
tomorrow evening. You know I always stay over. It's a long drive."

"If you'd rather not Jake, I could just go with her." Julie spoke softly,
obviously feeling uncomfortable and in the way.

Jake swallowed again, instantly feeling bad. "No Julie, of course it's okay.
I really don't mind at all. Hey, I'll even pick us up a movie after work.
Any requests? What does Julie want?" It was a game from her childhood that
they played before her family moved away. He was delighted she remembered it
and used it now to lighten the tension.

She smiled, her face lighting up, "Um. Julie wants a horror movie."

"Oh, I don't know Julie. Do you think?" Michelle asked.

Her cute little head nodded fiercely. "Yep, Julie wants a horror movie."

"Okay, but Jake, take it easy. Nothing too graphic, okay?"

Jake reassured his wife, and then announced it was time to head to work.  He
took Michelle in his arms and kissed her lovingly, although his eyes never
left sweet Julie's face. He gurgled at Jacob playfully, grabbed his jacket,
and headed for the door.

"Jake?" Her voice stopped him cold. She'd followed him in to the living
room.

"What is it sweetie?" He asked.

She smiled hesitantly and he thought, not for the first time, that her eyes
were too adult, too grown up for a girl her age. At first taking only a few
hesitant steps, she finally flung herself the last few feet and enveloped
him in a hug. He felt her tight body pressing against his own and his
erection returned instantly. Stifling a groan, he put his arms around her
and held her close, breathing in sweetness and shampoo.

"I just wanted to say thank you." Pulling back a little, she turned her
serious blue gaze to his face and he thought he saw tears. "Thanks for
letting me stay with you. And thanks for making me welcome and for taking
care of me this summer." She squeezed him tight again and Jake thought she
pressed her chest against him rather unnecessarily. He felt his cock lurch
against the belly of this child, and he panicked briefly, wondering if she
noticed. "We'll have fun tonight huh Jake?" She asked, her eyes shining.

He kept his arm around her waist, his hand slipping ever so slowly down
until the firmness of her buttocks filled his palm; he couldn't stop
himself, he squeezed gently. He throbbed with wanting her. "Yes," he
whispered, "We'll have fun Julie. If you want."

"Julie wants," She smiled. And then she was gone.

Jake spent the entire day convincing himself that Julie hadn't been coming
on to him. He told himself that she was only being sweet, like a little girl
should be. Still, at lunch he'd gone to the men's room and masturbated,
inflamed at the remote possibility that she had been flirting with him. He
imagined his hands touching her ass like he'd done that morning, only it
would be naked, and soft, and tight. He pumped his shaft furiously as he
envisioned her accepting his cock into her mouth. When he climaxed, he'd
whispered her name again and again.

When he got home, he was disturbed to discover that Michelle and Jacob were
already gone. Julie informed him that they'd left that afternoon.  "Michelle
said I could make you dinner Jake. I hope you like spaghetti?" Her face was
hopeful, sweet, and oh so lovely. Jake decided to just get on with the night
and make his escape as soon as possible.

"Yeah kiddo, I love spaghetti. Bring it on." He said with enthusiasm.

She had set a nice table complete with candles, and linen napkins, which
made Jake smile. Maybe she does have a crush on me, he thought. He sat down
and thumbed through the newspaper as she bustled around the kitchen taking
care of the last minute details. When she sat a bottle of red wine down, he
looked at her sternly. "Julie wants," she said, a wicked smile on her face,
"Besides, I'm allowed a small glass sometimes at dinner."

He was doubtful, but unsure about how to deal with a young girl, having no
experience to draw from. He decided to let it go and poured them both a
small glass just as she approached the back stairs. "Where ya going kiddo?"

"Oh, I just want to change real fast. Be right back." She called, already
half way up the stairs.

Just a few minutes later, she made her entrance and Jake nearly choked on
his wine. Her hair was up, secured by a gold clip, she wore a pale blue
dress, sinfully short, far too tight, and sleeveless. Her cheeks were
glowing softly and her lips were shiny and pale pink. His cock roared to
life. This child was the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on. All
he could do was stare as she took her seat.

Dinner passed almost too quickly. Julie captivated him with her presence.
She sipped her wine delicately as they ate and talked, and Jake refilled her
glass at her whispered, "Julie wants." Her eyes took on a seductive, deep
beauty in the candle glow, holding Jake's attention throughout the entire
meal. Her talk was sophisticated, cultured, and socially relevant. They
spoke of school assignments, current events, and impending war. It was
obvious she was a very intelligent girl. After a time, he almost forgot she
was a child and just appreciated her on a person-to-person level.

After dinner, they piled the dishes in the sink with an agreement that
they'd wash them tomorrow and entered the living room for movie time. Her
eyes were slightly glazed and she appeared to be a little tipsy. For the
first time since she'd sat beside him at the dinner table, he was reminded,
in lust-causing clarity, that she was just a girl.

Jake took one end of the sofa, Julie claimed the other, and they settled
down. They began the movie, Interview With a Vampire, in silence and Julie
soon became engrossed. Jake managed to keep his eyes off of her aside from
furtive glances from the corner of his eyes. She'd shed her shoes and he saw
her struggling to get comfy; it must have been difficult to do in that short
dress. His cock alternated between semi-hard and full erection and the
pressure of his trousers was almost excruciating as he was rewarded, time
and again, with tantalizing glimpses of smooth, firm thigh flesh.  Finally,
in need of comfort, he spoke, "Hey, do you mind if we pause this for a
minute. I need to get changed."

"No, I don't mind. I'd like to change too."

Upstairs, she went one way, he the other, but he turned at the last moment
to watch her sashay her ass down the hall. But she was standing still,
looking at him, her mouth turned up in a cute little grin. He wondered if
she heard him groan as he slammed his bedroom door behind him.

Okay Jake, settle down now, he told himself. His cock was rock hard and
aching to cum. He spent a few leisurely moments stroking its length,
wondering if he could just beg off, go to bed, and masturbate. The girl was
driving him crazy. He heard her door open, her soft footsteps, and then a
pause outside his door. She knocked and he froze.

"Jake, I'm ready. You coming?"

I will soon he thought, but just replied, "Yeah, on my way." He stayed long
enough to tame his erection, and then pulled on a pair of shorts before
going back downstairs.

He almost turned around and went back up the stairs when he saw her.  She
was standing in the middle of the room, another glass of wine in her hand, a
smile on her lips. Her hair was still held by the gold clip, but there were
soft, sexy tendrils framing her beautiful face, and she was wearing. Dear
God. She was wearing a white, lacy nightgown that fell to just below her
ass. It was wispy, hugging her curves tight all the way down, then flaring
saucily at the hem. And it was totally sheer. She was a vision, and his cock
swelled to enormous proportions inside his gym shorts.

He stood still and stared at her. "Oh Julie," He could make out the line of
a tiny pair of panties, "Oh Julie," and her nipples showed dark brown and
erect through the lace, "Oh Julie honey," She raised the glass, took a slow
sip, then looked him full in the eyes. "Oh Julie, my God you're beautiful."
He knew she could see his erection, but all sanity had fled at that point.
All he could think about was touching this lovely creature.

She stepped toward him, "Jake?" Pausing mere inches away, she turned her
charm full on and twirled a stray strand of shimmering brown hair around her
finger.

"Yes Julie?" He whispered.

She took another step, "Julie wants."

"W-what does Julie want?"

She took a final step and she was so close he could smell her, "Julie wants
Jake."

And then she was in his arms. She was kissing his face, raining a shower of
sweetness all over him, and he was in shock, and hard, and aching for her.
Somehow, sanity returned and he took her upper arms in his hands and pushed
her away.

"No honey. This is wrong. Go on to bed now."

She simply said "No," and stepped back within easy reach. Her body trembled
and quivered in response to his nearness, and Jake was in a trance. He
reached out and ran a finger along her full lips. It came away with a touch
of shiny pink gloss, and she breathed deeply. With slow, helpless movements,
he began to pull her close to him; she came so willingly. When he folded her
in his arms, the beat of her heart drummed close to his skin, and he felt
her nervous excitement.

God, she was so soft, so sweet, and so sexy. Still moving slowly, he trailed
his finger down her cheek and across her throat. She sighed and closed her
eyes as she leaned into him. Jake was on fire. He couldn't believe what was
happening. His cock throbbed delightfully as this dark beauty clearly
offered herself to him. He was forty-two years old and this twelve-year-old
angel wanted him. A lost soul from that moment on, he knew he would take
her, make love to her, and do his best to make her feel good.

 Tenderly, he slid both hands up her arms. She shivered. He brought them
higher, slid them around her neck and up into her hair. The clip popped
free, and suddenly his fingers were awash in exotic-smelling, silky strands
of gold-flecked hair as it fell around her face. He could wait no longer.
The magic of her lips called to him and he lowered his head.

The instant they touched, she moaned. He pressed harder, tasting cinnamon
and wine, and little girl sweetness. Fueled by his desire, he moved his
mouth on hers, teasing her lips open, and offering his tongue.

She accepted. She opened under him and he slipped right in, wanting her so
much it hurt. Their tongues met and caressed, dancing upon each other
delightfully. Jake stroked her shy tongue with his own, coaxing it out,
inviting it in. In turn, she chased him around her smooth, warm mouth and
moaned again. He felt her lips soften, he felt the gentle scrape of her
teeth, he felt her sucking him in deeper. The child was eager, her touch
growing bolder by the second as she sought to feel him under her fingertips,
and with shaking hands, she caressed his naked back.

His excitement at a slow simmer, he dropped his hands to the small of her
back and roughly pulled her closer, his tongue claiming her fully and
driving deeply to further explore her sweetness. He moaned into her mouth,
ground his cock against her softness, and lips still locked, led her to the
sofa and laid her down.

At last, he broke free and looked at her. Her eyes were serious as she gazed
expectantly at him. He moved a hand to her legs and began softly to stroke
her left thigh. Julie hummed a groan, her sweet little girl voice filling
Jake's mind with pure lust. She lay still, and accepting. Using just his
fingertips, he drew circles on her lovely, tan flesh, climbing ever higher
until he was stroking her ultra soft inner thigh. She tossed her head,
arched her back and spread her legs for him. The short nightgown rose above
her thighs at the movement and he found himself staring at tiny, white
panties. They fit snugly against her mound and Jake could see a circle of
wetness in the very center. His cock surged with fresh life, aching to feel
her touch, yet dangerously close to explosion already. He was certain he
could not hold out and he wanted to leisurely enjoy this child. Sitting
beside her on the edge of the sofa, he slid his shorts down and his cock
sprang free. Julie lifted her head and stared at his penis, then looked at
his face again with questioning eyes.

He tried to explain. "I want you so much Julie. You have no idea really. You
know how it works I'm sure. This is an erection caused by the way you
sexually excite-"

She shushed him with a hand to his lips. "Jake, of course, I know all about
that. I just want you to tell me what to do. Tell me what you want. I want
to make you happy. I want you to cum." He gasped at the shy eagerness in her
eyes.

"Well, I intend to make love to you Julie, but if I do it right now, I'm
afraid it will end all too soon. I want to make it special for you.
Understand? But I need relief now."

He almost blushed as he tried to ask her to touch his erection. She
understood, and swiftly, before he could even move, she circled his hard-on
with a tiny tanned fist. Jake closed his eyes and lay back on the sofa.

She pumped experimentally, and then ran her hand up and down the length of
his shaft. He moaned a little and thrust his hips at her. Her fingers slid
across the head of his dick, smearing his seepage and lubricating her hand,
which then reclaimed its grasp on his cock and stroked even harder.

Groaning again, he felt her other hand circle his crown and tickle the
sensitive underside. He jerked and knew he was about to explode, the
excitement of this tender little girl too much for his body to handle.
Wanting to watch her reaction, he opened his eyes in time to see her lower
her head, stick out her tiny wet tongue and lick just the tip of his rock
hard cock. It was too much for Jake, her beauty, her innocence, her obvious
eagerness. He groaned as he felt the semen rise in hot, lustful waves from
his tortured balls.

"Julie," he wheezed, "Oh God Julie, I'm gonna cum. Drink it baby." At once,
rope after rope of creamy warm semen flew from the end of his dick. He saw
the first shot strike her on the chin, he saw her lovely blue eyes widen in
surprise, he saw her place her slightly parted lips just in front of his
spurting cock and take his seed in her mouth as her hand instinctively
pumped for more. He groaned, twisting his body as sweet Julie accepted his
cum without hesitation. When he finished, she sank her lips down his shaft
and suckled, her head resting on his thighs, her soft hair caressing him.

Moments passed and Jake reached down to stroke her cheek. He smoothed the
hair from her face and rubbed her like a kitten. She purred. When she rose,
she placed her hands at the hem of her nightgown and lifted it high above
her head. Jake watched as she moved in slow motion revealing more and more
of her perfect little body. In a moment of adorable shyness, she crossed her
arms to cover her breasts and stood blushing before him clad only in sexy
white panties so tiny they barely covered her sweet little cunt. Jake only
looked at her, loving her beauty, her sweetness, her adoration.

He rose and took her in his arms. He held her close, feeling her shiver,
feeling her heavy breath blow warm against his skin. She melted into him and
they stood still, swaying gently. Jake's hands moved up and down her back,
enjoying the feel of her naked flesh. Her nipples were stiff and pressed
enticingly into his chest. They kissed again and she eagerly searched for
his tongue. More than willing now, Jake gave it to her and she sucked
softly.

His erection was returning in full force. Dropping his hands lower, he once
again felt her bottom, pressing against her in manly pride, displaying his
hardness for her to feel and to understand that she was the cause.

"Julie, that was wonderful honey. You made old Jake feel so good. I want to
return the favor. Is that okay honey?"

Her trembling was constant now, and for a moment he worried it was all too
much for her. But she nodded her head against his neck and whispered
raggedly, "Yes Jake. Julie wants so bad." He eased her to the floor and
pulled her into his lap. With gentle hands, he placed her legs on either
side of his waist and continued to hold her. He felt the warmth emanating
from her sex envelop his cock with Julie heated air. The sensation was
nearly exquisite causing his senses to leap into overdrive.

Julie responded to his touch. She moaned and twisted, squirming in his lap
and rubbing her touch starved pussy up and down his cock. Jake was trying to
take his time; he wanted her to enjoy this and not feel rushed, or worse,
afraid. Now that he'd had a taste of Julie, he wanted the whole package.

Slowly, a little at a time, he eased her onto her back and began to slide
her panties down. She stiffened, betraying her hesitancy as the skimpy
fabric, the last of her protection, slipped from her legs. He kissed her
again, this time stronger, driving his tongue deep into her warm soft mouth.
She did not resist, but kept her legs closed tightly. Jake sighed and lifted
his mouth. Staring into his face were sweet blue eyes filled with fear.

"It's okay Julie. I swear I won't hurt you. I only want to make you feel
good honey. Okay? I need you now, feel."

He took her hand and moved it down to his hard-on. Julie grasped hold of it,
feeling safe again, and squeezed.

"Yes," He breathed, "Touch my cock Julie. Squeeze it. Squeeze it hard.
Honey, baby, I need you. I need to touch you."

Somehow, he was aware that his voice had grown a bit harsh, but he was
inflamed beyond reason. Having this naked girl so close to him caused him to
forget that he was trying to seduce her. In that moment he knew he was going
to fuck her no matter what. To drive his cock into the recesses of her
sloppy wet pussy was all he could think of.

Julie pumped. She bore down and stroked him with all her might, enjoying her
girl power in the way he thrust back into her fist. But Jake wanted more. He
had to be inside her; he had to taste her; he had to fuck her. Groaning a
little, he moved her hand away and had her lie back down. She shivered and
did as he commanded, but her eyes sought his.

"Jake, Julie wants, but I'm scared. What's happening?"

"Don't be scared honey. I swear I'll make this good for you, but I'm not
going to stop now. Understand? It's too late for that. I'm going to touch
you everywhere, taste your pussy, and then I'm going to fuck you."

His hand covered her small breast and tugged gently on her nipple as he
spoke firmly. Tears filled her eyes and Jake kissed them away, shushing her
tenderly. Using a minimum of strength, he rolled her onto her tummy and
caressed her back, attempting to ease her mind with comfort of body.

Besides, he so enjoyed touching her. Her skin was pure and perfect.

It took only a few minutes for Julie to relax again. She soaked up his touch
and allowed him to rub the tension out of her body, moaning softly every few
seconds. He used broad, firm strokes and in an even manner, he pushed
outward from her spine on both sides, paying special attention to her neck
and shoulders. Lower and lower he went, her ass so close, so perfect. His
cock continued to throb, to want, to grow.

Taking a deep breath, he took both globes of her perfect ass in his hands
and squeezed them. She jerked in surprise and started to get up.  "Be still
Julie," he commanded firmly. She obeyed and began to tremble again. He
rubbed her ass. He mauled it and touched it and reveled in the sensation of
the feel of it in his hands. And then, he lowered his head and gently spread
her cheeks apart.

His cock twitched as her asshole came into view. It was a tiny, puckered,
slightly pink vision of decadent loveliness. He continued to lower his head,
extending his dripping tongue, and using it to stroke her back door gently.
Despite herself, she moaned, her voice a sibilant hiss of desire. It was low
and long, and completely thrilling to Jake. He used his hands to spread
Julie's ass open. Feeling a surge of powerful ownership, he took his time,
and enjoyed the girl's response. Slowly, methodically, he licked her
asshole. He made his tongue firm and wet and applied gentle pressure as he
rhythmically licked her open. She squirmed and moaned beneath him, her lust
rising with every electric touch of his searching tongue.

"Ohhhh. Jake. Oh Jake. Yes," she breathed, pushing up to meet his tongue.

He paused a moment, testing her desire, and was gratified when she groaned
in disappointment and thrust her small ass high into the air.  Assisting
her, he pulled her up to her knees and resumed his assault on her quivering
ass. His tongue a hot arrow of moist flesh, he slowly worked it into her
sweet, hot hole and at the same time, brought his hands down and began to
stroke her inner thighs. He was caught, his tongue buried in her asshole,
his face pressed between her firm little globes, his cock throbbing for
relief as he tasted her deeply and felt her muscles suck him in.

She was whimpering, turned on and in need. Jake felt it in the way she
thrust back against him, searching, continuously searching. He realized with
surprise that he had yet to touch or even see her pussy up close, and he
wanted that more than anything. Against her passion filled groans of
protest, he flipped her over and stared down at her treasure. It was puffy,
pink, and covered with the softest, palest growth of preadolescent pubic
hair. As he leaned in for a closer look, and perhaps a smell, he saw
moisture leaking from between her aroused labia.

"Julie, I love your pussy. It's so beautiful. I just want to lick it."

 He eased his head down and nuzzled his nose into her cunt, using it to open
her up, to initiate a stronger touch. She sighed and pressed down, lost to
the feelings that coursed through her. Jake took full advantage of her
acquiescence. He tightened his grip on her thighs and nudged her legs open
farther. His tongue crept out and licked her slow and long, not penetrating,
barely tasting, just licking her slit up and down, over and over. She moved
beneath him, gripped by raw passion, and overcome by her growing need. Soft
sounds came from her throat: little mewls of pleasure, sighs of contentment,
and finally, whimpers and moans of frustration. Her pussy continued to swell
under his tongue, and her fluids ran copiously.

At last, Jake was rewarded when her clit began to emerge and her moans
became strangled groans.

"Yes, oh God yes Jake. Please don't stop. Lick my." and then she paused. He
thrust his tongue up the length of her slit once more, lingering on that
hard little pearl, tonguing it rapidly, and then pulling completely away.
"No! Jake, please. Lick my."

"What Julie? What do you want me to lick? You have to tell me. You have to
ask." He whispered, running his hands up and down her thighs, enjoying her
squirms and her frustrated moans.

She hesitated, lifting her head, peering at him through those incredibly
sexy, heavy lidded blue eyes. "Jake?" She whispered her eyes tortured.

"Ask me!"

She threw her head back, choking out the words and blushing scarlet but too
excited to refuse him, "Lick my pussy Jake. Please, lick my cunt.

Please?"

His cock snaked lower down his thigh and he returned his head to her
dripping sex. This time he ate her with vigor, knowing this child was his,
knowing he would keep her forever. Her response was immediate. He had worked
her to a state of extreme arousal and the instant she felt his tongue return
to her cunt, she ground down with all her might as if she feared he would
stop again. Using his tongue as an instrument, he inserted it deeply up and
into her wide-open pussy, as his fingers sought out her now fully erect
clitoris. She cried out, gripped his hair in her fingers and pumped her
tiny, sweet little cunt on and off of his tongue.

"Jake?" She hissed, "What's happening? Oh oh yes, oh god yes, ohgod ohgod
ohgod!"

And she came, her body quivering uncontrollably until the moment that her
building pleasure became the most intense. Then she froze, capturing his
tongue inside her pulsing pussy and clamping down with all her strength.
Jake, excited to an enormous level, watched her pleasure through half-closed
eyes, feeling as if his cock was already encased within that clasping cunt
he so desired. Drinking from her, he gulped down her pussy juice, loving her
taste, her smell, the way she expressed her pleasure.  He couldn't remember
having ever witnessed a girl climax so hard and the thought that he had
caused this in her beautiful young body hit him with staggering strength.
Jesus, he had to fuck her.

Still trembling, she smiled coyly at him, no longer concerned about her
nudity, or her display of lust. He slid up along her side and took one of
her small breasts in his hand.

"Jake," she breathed, "Jake, is it always like that?"

"What do you mean?" he asked, teasing her nipple. He couldn't believe she
was his, but she was, and he would never let her go. Never.

"It felt so good Jake. I came didn't I?" she blushed again and he kissed her
lips.

"Oh yes sweetie, you came beautifully. It made me want to fuck you." Leaning
down he took her nipple into his mouth, and Julie gasped. He lifted his head
and looked at her, "Do you want me to fuck you Julie? Does Julie want?"

Shy again, she buried her face in his shoulder. "Yes, Julie wants," she
whispered.

"What does Julie want?" He breathed against her skin, smelling soap and sex.
Sneaking his tongue out, he licked her tummy, drawing closer to her cute
little belly button.

"Julie wants you to fuck her Jake." Her voice unbearably sexy as she uttered
those words so shyly. He sank still lower and kissed her labia; reflexively,
she thrust her body towards him. He had been so intent on satisfying her
previously he hadn't taken the time to enjoy her body to its fullest extent.
Feeling the lust surge again, he wondered if he would be able to slow down
in order to do so now.

"Maybe I will Julie, if you really want me to." He teased, "Or, we could
just go to bed and get some sleep?" He alternated between talking and
sucking her nipples while Julie groaned and slid her luscious body up and
down the length of his. She struggled to get closer to him and in the
process, rubbed her still wet cunt along his thigh. Jake sucked in his
breath and held her still. "My sexy little angel, what does Julie want?"

"Julie wants to fuck. Please Jake?" She begged, smiling at the game and
warming up to her brand new role as Jake's lover. "Don't you want me Jake?"
The words still made her blush, but she must have sensed that he liked them,
the urge to please still strong within her.

"Oh yes honey, I want nothing more than to slip my cock between your lovely
little pussy lips and make you cum and cum and cum."

She blushed still more and began to kiss his neck, stroke his back and
further encourage him to attend to her body. Jake was happy to comply.  He
got up and knelt between her thighs.

Gracefully, she drew her knees up and allowed them to fall open, revealing
her swollen pussy to his eyes. Jake settled down and touched her. He drew a
finger up her slit and spread her juices all along her labia and onto her
clitoris, which still throbbed from her earlier pleasure. He began to shake
as he used both hands to spread her open, while she moaned and writhed
beneath him. He saw that she was ready to cum again, and was filled with
amazement and admiration. Proudly, he inserted a finger up her juicy cunt.
Julie gasped, and pushed down.

"Yes, touch me Jake," she whispered, "Please touch me."

It was the vision from his dream and the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. Julie
was up on her elbows, her head back, her silky hair flowing, and her body
rippling in pleasure. Lewdly, she began to rub off on him, thrusting her
slender hips down onto his finger again and again. Just as her eyes opened,
so dark and so blue, he looked down at his fingers spreading this child open
and giving her intense pleasure. His large fingers thrust into her tiny,
soft little girl pussy. His cock pushed out a mass of precum and his shaking
rivaled hers in intensity.

"Yes, my hot little girl. You're mine now. Mine and mine alone, aren't you?"
He hissed as he fingered her delicate cunt. She only thrust harder, working
to get herself off on him.

"Yes Jake, I'm all yours. Only yours. Please fuck me!" She cried.

Scrambling up, he placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy and began
pushing its head into her. Briefly, he wondered if he should warn her about
the pain, then decided not to. He was bent on possessing her, and wanted no
distractions to mar his perfect entry into her hungry little body. She was
begging for it now, unashamedly and wantonly begging him to fuck her hard
and deep. He directed his energy into making this little girl's wishes come
true and his cock slid in a fraction.

"Please Jake!"

Almost viciously, he plunged in and felt her body tense. She screamed and
curled up as best she could while Jake cursed his own eagerness and tried to
shush her with gentle caresses and soft kisses.

"Julie, I'm so sorry honey. Don't cry baby." He whispered. "Shhh."

Sniffling quietly, she looked up at him with her huge, tear-filled eyes.
"You hurt me Jake." She said in a betrayed voice.

Jake shushed her and lay completely still. He feared moving because his cock
was in agony wanting to spew into her, but he knew he owed it to her to wait
until she was ready. Bending his head, he fastened his lips onto hers and
kissed her deeply, slipping his tongue into her mouth and caressing her
breasts.

Then, he moved again, testing, and she flinched just a little. "It's okay
now sweetie. You'll see" was all he could manage as he felt her cunt
convulse in pleasure / pain around his stiff cock. Picking up the tempo, he
began to pump faster, and she began to respond. Soft little moans came from
her throat and she began to push back, to fuck back. Oh god, so good to be
fucking my angel, he thought. My hot little slut. My perfect, tiny little
whore. He looked down at the obscene sight of his blood-coated cock
pistoning in and out of her near hairless cunt, and he felt his cock surge
again as more precum flowed to seep into her horny pussy.

"Jake!' She cried in a half moan, half whisper. "Jake, oh Jake. Don't stop.
Please. Fuck me!"

Groaning, he lost it, he plowed into her again and again, soaking up her
heat, battering her cunt, fucking, fucking, fucking his precious little
girl.

"I'm cumming Jake," Locking her legs around him, she swung her hips
ruthlessly, taking his cock, sucking him in deeply with her energized
muscles.

"Oh. Oh God. Jake, I'm cumming."

She lunged at him, her mouth claiming his as she convulsed around his dick
again and again. Uncontrollable now, and hanging on by a hair, he let go and
pounded her pussy, fucking her into oblivion, and preparing to fill her
cavity to overflowing.

"Here it comes baby. Jake's gonna cum inside you. I'm cumming. I'm cumming!"
With a savage cry he pulled her hips close, tightened his buttocks and
spewed his juice deep into her little body. Groaning again and again, he let
his head fall back, satiated in her body and filling her with his seed. She
took it all and cried out for more, cumming continuously on his helplessly
ejaculating member.

Flaccid now, he withdrew and lay still with his head on her belly. She
reached down and rubbed his face. "Can I suck your cock now Jake?" She
asked.

He smiled. "Tomorrow baby. It's late now and we need to get some sleep so we
can get up early and have some more fun before Michelle gets home.

Okay?"

"Okay," she murmured sleepily.

They lay on the floor, too exhausted to move. Jake allowed her to snuggle up
close, feeling another surge of that same powerful ownership.

"Julie?" He whispered.

"Hmm?"

"You're mine right? There will never be any others, understand?"

"Yeah. I love you Jake."

"I love you too honey."

They slept curled together on the floor and when they woke the next morning,
he was greeted with two glorious words from her slightly swollen lips.

"Julie wants." 

Jake disengaged himself from Julie's eager hold. Her blue eyes peered at him
as she shyly smiled. Her hair was a mess from their previous night of
lovemaking, the memory of which brought a smile to Jake's face and a healthy
portion of heat to his groin.

"I gotta go to the bathroom first honey," he said in response to her 'Julie
wants', "and I suspect we both need to clean up a little."

"Okay," she said rising to her feet. At her sharp intake of air, and her
pause, he glanced anxiously at her. "What's wrong sweetie?"

"Oh. Wow, I'm sore Jake."

"Really? Where?"

"You know, down there." She turned red and looked away, but he took her chin
in his hand and lifted her face.

"You okay?" His eyes searched her face, noting her swollen lips and her
heightened color.

"I guess so," she said. "Is this normal?"

"Well, you're a little girl, and I'm a full grown man. I guess I got a
little carried away last night." His brow furrowed as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry Julie. I know I hurt you and I didn't mean to do that.

Julie slipped her arms around his waist and laid her cheek on his chest.
"It's okay Jake. I had, well; I had a good time last night. I wanted to do
that with you. I love you Jake."

He melted inside and suppressed a chuckle at her shyness. He had sucked and
licked nearly every part of her body; he had explored her sex with his cock
as well as his tongue, and she was right back to the adorable woman / child
she'd been before last night. His relief about that was immeasurable; he
wanted to preserve her childish demeanor while reaping the rewards of her
womanliness as long as possible. He hugged her hard and spoke seriously to
her.

"Julie, I love you too. I really love you honey. You're my sweet little
angel and my hungry slut all at the same time. I don't know what's going to
happen in the future, but I want you forever. I want you to belong to me and
no other. I meant what I said last night. There will never be another man in
your life. Are you okay with that?" So caught up in the raw emotion he felt
for this child, Jake had no idea how unreasonable and even silly his remarks
were.

She stared at him for a moment, such a child again, bewilderment clouding
her deep blue eyes. "Why would I ever want another man? I love only you."
The serious tone of her words warmed his heart.

"Okay kiddo. It's shower time."

By the time he finished urinating and getting the shower started up, Julie
was shivering uncontrollably. Worried, he felt her brow and thought he
detected a low-grade fever. Feeling miserable and guilty, he plugged the tub
and ran a bath for her instead. She protested as he lifted her and placed
her in the warm water.

"Jake please, I'm a big girl. I can bathe myself. Really!" She said
indignantly as he soaped a sponge and began to cleanse her body.

"Just hush now. Be a good girl and stay still. Besides, whether you like it
or not, I intend to get a look at you and make sure I didn't do any damage.
I'll never forgive myself if I see I've really harmed you." Jake admired the
way the soap ran in rivulets down and around her stiffening nipples. He
loved the sleek look and feel of her thighs under his hands and he felt
supremely powerful that he had such control over her. The strange mix of
emotions had his cock in a state of arousal that shortened his breath and
sped up his heart. He was nearly in pain from looking at her and touching
her, but it was an entirely pleasurable sensation.

Julie squirmed under his ministrations and scoffed at him, suddenly becoming
that intriguing blend of woman and little girl. "Don't be silly. I'm
perfectly fine. Don't let's waste our day on this silly stuff."

He shoved her hands away and looked at her seriously. "Please Julie.  I mean
it now, be still and spread your sexy little legs."

Seeing there was no stopping him, she sighed and laid still, her legs wide
open and his face inches from the water. "Lift out a little if you can so I
can see better." He said and Julie, embarrassed but defeated, did as he
asked. When she felt his fingers opening her up, she moaned a little, and
held her breath. "Hmm, I think you're okay honey. A little swollen, but
that's to be expected. Now lie back and let Jake take care of you. Still
sore?"

His soapy hands were now moving languidly between her thighs. She managed a
ragged, "No," while she pressed down on his fingers, working them gently up
and down across her clit. Jake smiled at her, loving her sexuality, her
hunger, her pure desire, which seemed to know no bounds.  He explored her
squeaky-clean pussy a moment longer before reluctantly pulling away and
tending the rest of her body.

Julie couldn't help but suck up all the attention. She relaxed and allowed
him to wash her body while regaling him with small talk, planning the rest
of their summer in detail and causing him to laugh. When he was done, he
pulled the plug, had her stand under the shower, and washed her hair. Julie
almost swooned with delight as his fingers massaged her scalp. His cock was
semi-hard and that fact did not go unnoticed on the little girl.

"Now, don't go getting any ideas little girl. You have a fever and need food
and drink. And I still need a shower as well."

"Oh, can't I give you a shower? Please?" She begged, her blue eyes sparkling
with hope.

"I'd love that, but I really am worried about you. I'm going to put you in
my bed, take a shower, and then make you some breakfast."

She pouted, "Aw. That's not fair."

"Tough." He said, "Now, don't disobey me and get up while I'm in here, or
else."

He rinsed her off, wrapped her in a big fluffy towel and carried her to his
bed. Slipping her between the covers, he administered Tylenol and lay with
her, making sure she was warm as he suffered intense pangs of desire and
overwhelming tenderness. After a few minutes, she giggled and reached out to
stroke his chest. Jake knew he'd better get away or something he didn't want
to happen right now would surely occur, she was just too eager and he was
helpless to resist.

"You look like a drowned rat," he said affectionately as he made his way
back to the bathroom.

She stuck her tongue out at him and snuggled deeper under the covers.

Jake was thoughtful as he showered. The full impact of last night's
activities was only now starting to hit home. Julie was just a little girl.
A child. An impressionable child at that. He couldn't help feeling as if
he'd taken advantage of her despite that she was the one to initiate the
whole thing. The fact remained that he was the adult and was supposed to
know better. He was supposed to have control of himself and he most
definitely lost it last night, and he was aware that it would not return.
More so, he didn't want control to return. He wanted to be Julie's lover.

He thought he might be in love with her, but at the same time, he knew he
loved his wife. He wanted to keep Julie near him at all times; in fact,
imagining his life without her was unbearable, and he struggled to find a
way to have her available to him at all times. The possibilities were
endless and a thousand provocative scenarios floated lazily through his
mind. First, there was that undeniably attractive daughter image. To have
one so lovely, and so sensual, at his disposal was a dream come true. That
he hadn't been aware of his desire for youth until Julie came along
surprised him, but he was prepared to dive in to his new role as lover,
mentor, and guide with enthusiasm.

He turned the shower off, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and went to check
on his lovely little charge. She was waiting patiently, barely visible under
the covers. Jake leaned down to kiss her forehead and was relieved to find
her skin cool again.

"How do you feel Julie? The truth now."

"I feel just fine. Really, really good even."

Her emphatic reply made him wonder, but he decided to take her word for it.

"Okay. I'll make you breakfast. Any requests?"

"But what about me? I want to cook for you."

Big blue eyes, wild, slightly damp hair. God, what a sight, her looking at
him with such adoration. Once more, he was completely taken by tenderness,
desire, and love.

"No way. I'm gonna keep you naked in my bed all day long. There's no escape
sweetheart."

Julie smiled big and blinked at him. "Okay, French toast please. And fruit."

000

Julie had dressed in shorts and a tank top after all and slinked down the
stairs to watch him cook, her shiny hair pulled up in a colorful rubber
band. He could only look at her benevolently when she sneaked up behind him
and hesitantly placed her hand on his cock. "Do you like it when I touch you
Jake?" Then she squeezed.

"Oh yes darlin'. You have no idea."

"Yes, I do," she giggled, stroking the proof of his words firmly through his
jeans.

"Back up the stairs little one. Today, we eat in bed."

Twenty minutes later, they sat together on Jake's bed, with full bellies,
and a tray of empty plates between them. Julie got up and carried the tray
away to a table nearby, then returned and stood silently before him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he pulled her close and held her for a few
minutes. Julie was happy and squirmed up against him, her body warm and soft
and clean smelling. Of course, Jake had a massive erection and wasn't at all
shy about pressing it up against her tight little body. She giggled a little
and presented her face to him for a kiss. He leaned in and slowly licked the
last traces of maple syrup from her lips in soft, loving sweeps. Her body
was perfectly angled for him to enjoy her sweetness while he sat at eye
level in front of her.

"Are you sure you feel okay sweetie?" He asked, meeting her bright blue gaze
anxiously.

She answered by placing her hands on his chest and leaning over to nuzzle
his neck. "You smell good," she whispered and tentatively kissed his throat.
When he didn't object, or pull away, she became braver, allowing her lips to
travel up and around his neck as she kissed him.

Jake pulled her back and held her at arm's length for a moment, then placed
her hand on the crotch of his jeans. He held her there and squeezed down
gently. "See what you do to me honey? Feel how much I want you."

Her eyes shone with pride; she was clearly pleased that she had an affect on
him. Even little girls want to please the men in their lives.

Reaching up with slightly shaking hands, Jake tugged the rubber band free
and watched her hair tumble down around her shoulders. "You have beautiful
hair Julie. I like it down though. Wear it down for me, okay?"

"Okay," She said.

"That's better. Now, let's get my girl naked. We're going to do a little
exploring today." He pulled her top up, noting the way she easily lifted her
arms to allow him to pull it from her body. Her nipples were already
beginning to erect from the caress of the air and from the stimulation of
Jake's attention.

He took a moment to look at her breasts. For a twelve year old, they were
remarkably full. Though small, they were nicely rounded and already showed
that gentle weeping quality in the soft swelling of the underside and the
slight dip of the topside. But her nipples were glorious. Pinkish brown, the
aureole was half dollar sized and perfectly even. Jake slid his index and
middle finger into her mouth and instructed her to suck. When they were wet
from her saliva, he very slowly used them to caress her right nipple,
watching intently as it extended even farther from its lovely base.

Lost in what he was doing, Jake was almost startled by her sigh; he shifted
his eyes to her face and gave her a small smile, then returned to his
examination. Excitement rose in him each time he thought about the fact that
he could do whatever he wanted to this girl and she most likely would not
object. He could fulfill every boyhood fantasy he'd ever had about the
female form and some of his more naughty adult fantasies as well. His cock
began to throb with lust.

Leisurely, he turned his attention to her left nipple, using the same
technique as before to excite the child's body. She allowed him to do
whatever he wanted, standing quietly before him. Her increased breathing
turned Jake on, because it showed his attention was starting to get to her.
His other hand joined in the fun and he took turns watching first one, then
the other as he caressed her naked breasts.

At last, he paused and unbuttoned her shorts. As his fingers brushed the hot
skin of her tummy, she shivered, her body beginning to tremble and quiver as
it had last night. He drew them down slowly, delighted in the way her body
became exposed to his gaze. She was truly exquisite, beautiful in an exotic,
yet sweet way. Her dark skin and hair were such a contrast to her brilliant
blue eyes that Jake felt like he was far away on some warm south pacific
island.

Her panties were next; he disposed of them eagerly and in seconds, the child
was completely naked. Again he paused to look at her. Morning sunlight
filtered in through the drapes and danced patterns on her naked skin. Her
hair was long, thick, and luxurious, draped carelessly across her left
shoulder. She had her head tilted slightly to the right and regarded him
through those serious blue eyes he loved so much. Jake allowed his gaze to
travel down. Down past her narrow waist to the swell of her slender,
youthful hips, then down even further, taking in her legs that were somehow
long, like a young colt, despite that she was easily more than a foot
shorter than his six foot frame. "Mm, my little palomino.  Come here." Jake
whispered, his voice choked with lustful passion.

As though spellbound, Julie stepped close to him and stood waiting
patiently.

She didn't have to wait long; it was all Jake could do not to simply toss
her atop his bed, insert his cock into her, and fuck her to orgasm, but he
was torn between his base need, and the delight of erotic foreplay.
Instinctively he knew that these early encounters would set the stage for
their future. He wanted her always eager, and he craved her love.

Her nipples still beckoned. Lifting his hands, he explored them tenderly,
cupping her breasts and brushing his thumbs across her rose tipped peaks. As
though carrying an electric charge, he felt her body jerk almost invisibly
each time he connected with her nipples. She was breathing heavily; her
seductive murmurs a balm to soothe Jake's tortured soul and body. Mouth
watering, he drew her closer, lowered his head, and began to suckle.

Those soft sighs of pleasure she gave forth soon turned to throaty whimpers
as Jake increased the pressure he applied. When one nipple swelled to its
largest proportion, he simply eased off, let go, and captured the other
treat inside his mouth. Back and forth, sucking gently, stroking eagerly,
his mouth and lips givers of pleasure and tools for heightening her desire,
he sucked her nipples. Patience was all-important to ready his angel; love
was the conductor.

At last, he backed away and looked up. She was still, holding her breath,
her eyes closed in dreamy anticipation. A slight shiver ran through her body
at the absence of his warmth and she opened her eyes, searching for him.
Again, he just looked at her, feeling his cock surge and release a fraction
of precum into his underwear. Groaning a little, he stood up, unzipped his
pants and removed them. He watched her face as he unclothed himself. Eyes
shining with pleasure, she reached for him.

"No honey. Just wait. Okay?"

"Why? I want you. I want to suck you."

"First I want to show you a few things." He answered, tugging Michelle's
full-length mirror over to the side of the bed. Jake sat back down, adjusted
his position and called to Julie. Eagerly, she came to him, her face glowing
rosy beneath her tan. He ran his hands up her tummy, then back down her
hips, listening for the sigh he'd come to expect from his caresses. She did
not disappoint him. "Turn around sweetie. I want to touch your beautiful
ass."

Beginning to tremble, she did as instructed, presenting her backside to him.
What she saw in the mirror made her quiver and blush as she watched Jake
explore her body. He smiled and reached out, grasping the plump, firm cheeks
in his hands and squeezing gently. He felt a painful rush of lust rise anew
and he wanted to tear her open and make her take his cock up what was sure
to be a delightfully tight and exquisitely damp opening, but he calmed
himself with the promise of a time in the near future when he would impale
her on his cock and fuck her sweet little ass. Jake was a patient man,
especially when the rewards were so promising. For now, he settled for
fondling, squeezing, and licking as he bent his head and tasted her.

Julie leaned over, unaware that her need for relief was causing her to open
herself even more. She was reacting to pleasure, lust, and love. Her eyes
remained fixed on the mirror, watching him devour her asshole. The nastiness
of the scenario drove her mind to heights she had always pulled back from in
her girlish fantasies, but she was a woman now, and women went willingly to
these forbidden places. His firm tongue continued to work its way inside her
tight little hole. He wanted to taste her completely and feel her thrust
back against his tongue in hot desire. And he wanted her to fuck herself on
him; her mind at least as involved as her body when she gave herself to him
completely. God, she was sexy. She was sweet. She was hot, and oh so
fuckable. And she was his.

Drunk on her lust, he finally felt her body move, just as he heard her break
and begin to drown in her pleasure. It was at first a hiss. A sibilant rush
of hot air expelled almost painfully. She quivered, then held still, not
even breathing as he plunged his tongue deeply into her most private
opening. Then it was a strangled cry, a flow of pent up passion and she
moved quickly, thrusting her hips backwards in perfect time with his fucking
tongue. She doubled over, and spread her ass for him fucking back onto his
tongue frantically.

"Oh God, yes! Please Jake. Please!"

She wanted relief, needed it, but he knew, even while she did not, that she
wouldn't get it this way. It was what he wanted though, her complete and
total acquiescence, her craving. Moving quickly, he lifted his head and
pulled her back until she sat on his lap, her pussy barely brushing his
aching cock before the warmth of her thigh covered it. She begged him
pitifully, her childish need overcoming everything but what Julie wanted. He
reveled in the sensation it caused him to hear her beg for her pleasure, and
he was the only one who could give it to her.

Holding her tight against his chest, he shushed her, rocking gently.  Buried
in his neck was the face of a child goddess, and he worshipped her
reverently, grateful for her love, hungry for her lust. Carefully, he
dislodged her head, and turned her to face the mirror. As she let her gaze
settle on the picture they made, her eyes filled with wonder. Jake felt it
too. Naked, they were glorious together. His strong male body, her soft
female form, draped against each other and locked together in need.

Hooking his toe around the base of the mirror, he pulled it closer.  "Look
Julie. See how lovely you are? See how you make me want you? My cock is so
hard for you sweetheart. It's never been harder. See?"

She nodded her head and continued to stare, overcome by the eroticism of the
moment. Panting softly, she adjusted her position, spreading her legs wide
and draping them gracefully outside his thighs. His cock traveled the cleft
between her ass cheeks, nearly touching that soft, secret place he so
coveted. Jake reached down and spread his hands across her tummy. He stroked
her skin slowly up and down, rising high to rub across her nipples, then
sinking lower to caress her thighs. She was his playground, his valley of
youth and beauty, his eternal little girl.

"Touch me." She whispered, "Please."

"Yes honey, but where?"

"My pussy. My cunt, touch it Jake. Touch it!"

The last two words she spoke were a hiss of passion, fierce and urgent. As
he flexed his hips gently, nudging his swollen and oozing prick up against
her buttocks, he reached down and rested his hand on the whole of her pussy.
Reaction coursed through her and Jake felt it clear to his toes. She buzzed
with electricity, her body tight and tense, ready to explode, ready to fall
into pleasure without a backward glance. He pulled his hand away and stared
intently. As he watched the mirror, he saw a drop of Julie's juice begin to
ooze. It hung, distended, wet, milky white and delicious looking. Though his
mouth watered, he simply watched it grow until it elongated and began to
show signs of separation. Holding his breath, he touched it with a finger
and then offered it to Julie. She hesitated only a fraction of a second,
locking eyes with him in the mirror, then clamping down on his finger, her
soft little tongue encircling his digit and extracting every bit of her
special flavor. Jake's groan matched her own. He imagined that tongue
playing upon his dick and sucking him to climax.

He removed his finger and returned to her pussy. Gently, he split her lips
and ran his finger up and down her wet slit. She responded by bucking her
hips and rolling her head from side to side on his chest. He felt her start
to lift her legs, start to tighten them around his hands and he coaxed her
with a whisper to lie still. His entire hand was wet from touching her and
the scent of her youthful pussy made his head swim.  Easing back on the
pressure, he suffered through her moan of protest and stroked softly.

"This is your pussy Julie. Your cunt. You can speak of it this way when
we're together. Your body is your own, but it also belongs to me.  I'll give
you lots of pleasure, and lots of love, but you are never to deny me what I
want. You are mine to touch how I want, to fuck when I want, and to use
anytime. Understand?"

She nodded through her trembling, her eyes still fixed on his face.

"The first thing I want you to know is that there is nothing shameful about
feeling this pleasure. Never pull back from it and remember you cannot upset
me by showing that you enjoy sex. It turns me on to see it. To feel it. You
must never be ashamed about calling this a pussy, or my penis a cock. It
excites me to hear you talk that way. It makes me want to fuck you when you
express your sexuality and your pleasure. You won't shock me into not
wanting you no matter how off the wall your desires might be. Okay?"

She struggled to speak, turned on and wanting relief, but finally settled
for another nod.

"Here's your clitoris," he fastened his fingers on the slippery lips of her
pussy and lifted them up and away from her body, "Do you see it? It's hard
and swollen and the source of most of your pleasure. Touching it will bring
you to orgasm every time, but it might be too sensitive sometimes for direct
stimulation. Together we will learn ways to excite it for your maximum
enjoyment. Do you see it Julie?"

She was panting now, squirming on his lap and whimpering softly.  "Yessss,"
she wheezed, "I see it."

"Touch it now."

Immediately, her hand was between her legs, grabbing roughly, stroking
hurriedly. Placing his hand atop hers, he stilled her movements. "Slow down
honey, we have time. Try this."

Pulling her hand away, he used a single fingertip to draw circles around her
clitoris, approaching ever closer to that hard little bud of pleasure. She
began to moan, her entire body rippling, and Jake witnessed it all in an
agony of hot lust. When he stopped and removed his hand, she replaced it
with her own and began to tease her clit. It was her body, only she knew the
perfect pressure, the perfect stroke and Jake hoped to learn from her what
it took to take her over the edge.

"Cum for me Julie. Make yourself cum so we can both see your passion." He
whispered, his mouth close to her ear.

She let out a strangled moan and hands shaking, she bore down on her tiny
little cunt. She used her outer fingers to spread herself and her middle
finger to rub up and down her tortured clit. He watched, their eyes still
locked, their bodies connecting. Her head fell back and she twisted it to
and fro, hair whipping, quivers wracking her exquisite little form. Groaning
through just her throat, low and so sexy, she caught her lower lip between
her teeth, reached under her ass with her other hand and drove a finger up
into her clasping cunt.

A new surge of heat rocketed through Jake. It was more than he'd hoped for.
She was totally lost in the moment, searching only for sexual pleasure.
Speeding up, she slipped the finger in and out of her pussy, while her other
hand worked magic on her clit. Best of all, and maybe instinctively, she'd
aimed for orgasm without obstructing his view.

It wasn't quite enough, but she was so close. Acting solely on female
intuition, she raised her legs and scooted her ass down, planting her feet
on Jake's thighs and slipping another finger deeply into her pussy. Thus she
alternated for what felt like hours, but were surely only seconds. Her legs
up and spread lewdly, her clit peeking out from between her fingers, her
hand working diligently to fuck her little girl cunt to extreme pleasure.
The sight of her there on his lap, so caught within her passion that she
threatened to tumble time and again from his grasp, was almost too much to
take. Jake felt his cock pulse and knew his own orgasm was not far away with
all the stimulation from her eager young body.

"Yes angel. Do it. Fuck your cunt and cum for Jake."

Savagely, she renewed her efforts and whispered words of nonsense tumbled
from her lips. Jake could make no sense of it, but the erotic sound of her
husky voice inflamed him beyond compare. Rocking now, she fucked down with
her hips, orgasm imminent, chest flushing, and mouth spewing filth. At last,
she buried both fingers in her cunt, let her legs fall wide and massaged her
clit with a speed that boggled Jake's brain.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes! I'm cumming Jake!" He barely heard the
words so low was her voice, so filled with emotion and deep lust. God how he
wanted this child, to fuck and taste and touch.

And then she froze, her body writhing helplessly as Jake tried to keep her
seated on his lap. She moaned constantly, whimpered, and continued to climax
through her busy fingers, showing no signs of stopping, and Jake just let it
happen, entranced, and inflamed to the greatest degree of his life.

He wasn't positive, but he thought she came again, then again, before
finally stopping her movements. She lay still on his lap, her breaths
returning to normal, her lovely flush dissipating, her moans calming.

"Sweetheart, oh my God, you're so sexy. I want you baby. I need you. My cock
needs you."

She reacted immediately, slipping from his lap and sliding down between his
legs. As he felt the heat of her mouth encase his aching cock, he floated
for a moment. He'd wanted to teach her slowly, but he knew it was hopeless.
She was going to suck him and he was going to let her and he was going to
fill her throat with hot, thick cum.

Jake lay back and closed his eyes, totally lost in sensation, burning with
need. He felt Julie stroke gently; he felt her heat, the brush of her hair,
and the still powerful quiver of her young body as she enthusiastically
sucked his cock.

Despite her eagerness, she moved rather hesitantly, but Jake was ready to
let the girl discover at her own pace what made him respond. His cock oozed
a constant stream of tangy juice and he felt as if he was on the verge of
eruption already. There would be time for instruction later, but for now, he
was content to enjoy her and let her do as she wanted.

Her mouth was wet, and warm, and so incredibly soft. Exquisite strokes of
her small tongue left him breathless, and he felt every titillating touch as
though amplified a thousand times. She slowed and simply held him there for
a while, allowing her tongue to dance softly against his iron shaft as he
lay passively underneath her. With a sigh, she released him from her mouth
and moved her hands up along his thighs, kneading the firm flesh under her
fingers. Jake glanced down at her; she was bent over his rod, peering
closely, her brows furrowed in concentration. He groaned at the site of her
pretty face so close to his hard cock, and prayed she would suck again.

He saw her move one hand carefully to the base of his shaft and wrap itself
around his length. She pressed down and squeezed at the same time. Jake
tightened and gave a small thrust, but Julie never looked away. She slid her
fist up until she held him just under the crown of his dick; cool fingers
searching, tiny hand squeezing, she gave a few experimental pumps, letting
her fingers spread his juice around his cockhead. His reaction pleased her,
as he moaned again and sought out her mouth with gently thrusting hips.

"Suck it baby. Suck my cock." He whispered, his eyes never leaving her face.

"Does it feel good Jake? Like when you touch me?" A voice so soft and sweet
it could only belong to Julie reached his ears.

"Yes honey. It feels so good. Come on, I need to cum sweetheart." He
pleaded.

She only continued to pump, unconsciously trying to learn his shape, the
right pressure, his deepest wants. Occasionally her tongue would flick out
and sweep a newly formed drop of pre-cum from his slit, which Jake observed
through growing passion. She appeared to enjoy the taste, licking her lips,
and humming softly. He groaned low, and thrashed his head before returning
his gaze to her face. A little impatient now, he abandoned his earlier
notion of letting her lead. Reaching down, he placed his hand on her head to
hold her in place as he worked his erection deeper into her warmth.

She drew back instantly as his large, hard cock scraped across the roof of
her mouth. Jake sensed her tightened apprehension. He wavered indecisively,
torn between wanting to ram his cock fully into her mouth, and knowing he
should take it slow. A morning spent looking at her body, feeling her hot
passion, and touching her had worn him down. Need won out and with no
warning, he pushed his hips up, urgently driving his cock as deeply into her
small, sucking mouth as he could. Oh but his little angel took it well,
faltering for only a second before closing herself around his prick.

"Ahhhh, yes Julie. Suck it deep baby. Suck it deep." He moaned.

She struggled hard to accommodate him, but was unable to accept more than
half of his fully erect cock, which was impressive considering her youth and
inexperience. Her hand gripped tightly around the base, covering what her
lips could not. Up and down her little hand flew, while her head bobbed in
time. He felt her tongue lick his cockhead with every outstroke and he felt
the gentle sweep as her soft curtain of hair tickled his thighs. He stroked
her hair, her face, and moved his fingers to her mouth. Holding them close
around her lips, he felt the push of his cock going inside her hot little
mouth, pulling her lips in with it, sucking him in. Then he felt them push
back out as he retracted, the hollowing of her cheeks, the suction of her
throat as she tried to reclaim him. His angel, his hot little slut, sucking,
sucking, sucking so good on his rock hard cock.

"Oh," he breathed, "Yes baby, suck it, suck my cock. It feels so good honey.
So good."

Her enthusiasm picked up and she tried once more to swallow him.  Gagging,
she backed off, replaced her hand, and used it to help him reach the
ultimate pleasure. He marveled at her tenacity. What she lacked in skill,
she made up for in eagerness. Jake found her free hand and placed it gently
on his tight balls. In turn, she cupped them tenderly, afraid to hurt him,
but he encouraged her with low whispers.

"Squeeze Julie... easy... soft," he panted, "Yes, like that. Oh!  Yes,
squeeze them while you suck me baby."

He was close now, his seed boiling in pleasurable waves as his balls
tightened under her cool hands. She was moaning a little, turned on from the
feel of his cock plowing into her mouth. Reading his body perfectly, she
increased her pace, managing to take a little more into her mouth, and
pumping steadily with her hand while he prepared to blow hard into her body.

Jake groaned loudly, his body tight, his cock steel hard, his mind inflamed
beyond reason as his sweet little angel sucked hard on his aching cock. A
strangled cry tore from his throat and he began to fuck deeply into her
sucking mouth. He knew no restraint and yet, he didn't force.  He just
fucked and let her take whatever amount of his length she could manage.

"Julie... sweetheart... oh God, I'm gonna cum now. Please drink it for me
baby. Ahhhhh! Yes!"

A whirlwind of silky brown softness, her head flew as she sucked. He felt
her body give in, he felt the longing to taste him wash over her and she
hummed a low, long moan just as he erupted into her mouth. Streams of hot
cum flowed from the tip of his prick, and Jake writhed in pleasure, barely
breathing, letting it wash through him. Her lips were locked and she hung on
frantically as he emptied his seed into her mouth.

He saw, through lust-glazed eyes, her throat work to swallow and two thin
trails of his own cum seeped from around his dick and flowed down her chin,
but still his baby swallowed. The sight of his juice leaking from her mouth
was too much for Jake and with one last thrust, he seated his cock as far as
she could take and sprayed the last of his cum down her throat, groaning his
victory in harsh, agonizing syllables.

Julie stayed still, her chest heaving, her lovely lips still wrapped around
his shaft. Looking down, Jake saw her eyes fill with sorrow and concern
instantly clouded his afterglow.

"What's wrong honey? Are you okay?" He asked, rubbing her cheek.

"I'm so sorry Jake. I'll do better next time I promise."

"What do you mean honey? That was fantastic."

"No, it wasn't. I could tell you wanted to be d-deeper in my mouth.  I-I
tried, but you're so big. I'm sorry."

Her tears tore at his heart and he tugged gently on her arm. "Come here
honey."

Shaking, she climbed up and lay beside him, her sorrowful blue eyes resting
on his darker ones. He ran his hand up and down her arm and held her close,
shushing her cries and trying to make her feel better. He wiped his cum from
her chin and offered it to her; she took his fingers into her mouth and
sucked gently. His cock stirred a little as he watched her.

"Julie, you really have no idea do you?"

"About what?"

He raised her hand and kissed her fingers. "About your power to excite me.
Your allure, your beauty, and your sexuality."

Blushing, "Oh Jake, stop it."

"No, don't be that way. Please? Embrace it Julie and let it grow.  Together
we can explore all that is in our minds. We can make it reality. Together."

"I did okay Jake? Really?"

"You did better than okay. Trust me, you were awesome." His eyes were
earnest, staring intently, "Did you like it? Sucking my cock?"

Shyly, "Yes. It made me feel hot and. excited."

Laughing, he hugged her hard. "Good. Good, I'm glad, because I want you to
suck it a lot. It feels really good, and I like to see your cute little
mouth wrapped around my cock. That's so sexy Julie. You're more beautiful
than you realize."

The girl simply purred, snuggling against him. He felt her eyelashes brush
against the skin of his bare chest and he felt her mouth turn up in a smile.
Reluctantly, he pulled free and looked at the clock. Michelle would be home
sooner than he cared for, and Jake realized his belly was rumbling from
hunger. Since their late breakfast, they'd been wrapped up in each other
completely and now it was well past lunchtime.

"You hungry?" He asked.

"Yeah, a little."

"Okay, go get dressed, I'll take you to lunch."

Excited, she ran to her room, leaving Jake to dress himself and to ponder
once more on their situation. Michelle, he thought again. What was he going
to do about her? When she came home, his little love affair would surely be
interrupted with a large dose of harsh reality. Julie would be off limits,
effectively a wonderful memory and not much more, until Michelle decided to
visit her folks again. That thought caused him a great deal of pain. The
little beauty had gotten way under his skin and he was helpless to find a
solution.

Pulling on denim pants and a white t-shirt, his mind raced farther.  Soon,
being the nymph that she naturally was, Julie would turn to another for
satisfaction.

....No, she's too young for that... too loyal... too loving. She doesn't
have that kind of need yet....

But he knew he was wrong. He'd awakened her and she would not deny herself
for too long, and he knew that was the way it should be. A girl like Julie
should never be deprived of her sexuality. Instead she should be encouraged
to accept all parts of it. To embrace it as he'd told her earlier.

Frustrated, and no nearer an answer, Jake grabbed his keys and headed
downstairs.

After he set out the trash and locked the back door, Julie still had not put
in an appearance. He supposed she was just like most women and wanted to
take time with her grooming. Usually, Jake was more than grateful about
that, being a lover of female beauty, but time was short and he wanted to
feed her, and then maybe enjoy her once more before Michelle came home. Just
as he was about to go back up the stairs, he heard her approach.

"It's about time little girl, we need to get going before..."

He was a little shocked by the way she looked. Gone was the innocent young
girl he'd become so enamored of and in her place stood a sophisticated young
woman. She wore a short blue denim skirt and a silky sleeveless top in a
pale shade of coral, every bit the picture of a young lady fighting the heat
of summer in the south, albeit a petite one. Her hair was down, as he'd
requested, but parted on the side and held by a shiny silver barrette. Dark
blue shadow lightly dusted her eyelids and she'd used a tasteful amount of
liner at the outer corners. The result was stunning, smoky, sensual beauty,
and Jake was staggered.

"Do you like it Jake?" Her nervous voice asked.

"Honey, I d-do," he stammered, "But."

Watching the pleasure slip from her face was painful, but he could only
stand there looking at her, struggling to find a way to voice what he was
thinking.

....Damn, I'm such an ass....

"But what?" she asked softly.

"You look like a woman Julie. Where's my little angel?" Stunned, he just
stared at her, wanting her again the way a man wants a woman, urgently, and
with deep, lusty desire.

"I'm still here Jake, but I wanted you to be proud of me. It's like a date
isn't it?" Turning, she reached for her purse, "Are we ready?"

Their eyes locked for a moment when she looked back at him. Jake didn't care
much for the feeling that was rising up in him, although he couldn't explain
what that feeling was. He knew only that he was consumed by her possession.
If he took her out like this, men would look at her; they would want her.
While that thought angered him to a degree, it also caused sexual feelings
inside him. His groin tightened and he took her arm possessively, bewildered
by his own reaction.

"Sure." He said. "We're all set. Let's go." But he heard the tension in his
own voice and wondered if she did too.

They sat together in silence on the way to the restaurant. Jake felt her
sneaking worried looks at him, but he stubbornly kept his eyes glued to the
road, hating that he'd upset her, hating the way he felt. From the corner of
his eye, he stole a few glimpses of her smooth tanned thighs and groaned
inwardly. What the hell was wrong with him? She looked great.  Really
beautiful even, but he could hardly bear the thought of someone else seeing
what belonged to him. Worse, he enjoyed her innocence and didn't like seeing
maturity rear its head. He supposed what he really wanted was the best of
both worlds, and there was no way to have that.

At last, he slammed the brakes and pulled off the road into a crowded
parking lot. Turning, he looked at the hurt in her eyes, wishing it away
with all his might. He reached out a hand and stroked her cheek as he
watched her tears spill over.

"Julie...baby, I'm so sorry."

She flung herself at him, crying against his shoulder and clutching him
close. He held her, soothing her with a hand down her back, and whispering
his love for her.

Eventually, her tears subsided and she pulled away, her big blue eyes
searching his face. "I don't understand what was wrong. Don't you like how I
look?"

"Yes! Baby, you look beautiful, and so sexy. Maybe too sexy. Part of what I
love is that you're so innocent, and I don't want you to lose that quality.
Not until it's truly time for you to mature." He held her hand as he leaned
over to kiss her. "Also, I feel, well, jealous as hell really. I know you're
going to be turning a lot of heads, and I'm not sure I can deal with that
very well. No matter what though, we're okay. Right? You're beautiful,
you're still my girl, and I'm just a foolish man. Be patient with me
sweetheart, okay?"

Somehow, she smiled at him, sending his heart flip-flopping around his
chest. If anything, her tears had increased her beauty, lending her a
sultry, pouty look that he found irresistible. Mindless of prying, small
town eyes, Jake leaned over and captured her lips. He pressed insistently
until he felt her blossom open as she always did for his kisses. Their
tongues met and he was startled by the intensity with which she returned his
kiss. Moving quickly, he pulled her to him and allowed his tongue to taste
the sweetness of her mouth in a deep way. She sucked at his tongue and
moaned low in her throat, once more surprising him with her passion.

When he pulled away, she whimpered and opened her eyes. "My God Julie, how
do you do this to me? How can I want you so much?"

She only smiled and held his hand as he started the car and pulled into
traffic.

Their lunch was nice. Julie had a shrimp basket and Jake had a steak. He
watched her eat hungrily, a thousand thoughts on his mind, yet he hesitated
to spoil the mood again. He'd been right about the looks cast their way.
Filled with a strange, arousing mix of pride and jealousy, he watched the
men and young boys stare at Julie. He knew most of these people, and they
were aware that the Walkers had a young girl living with them for the
summer, but he couldn't help wondering if they thought something illicit was
going on between him and Julie what with the way he looked at her, and her
flirtatious laugh. Recklessly, he decided he didn't care as he fed her a
French fry and handed her a napkin for her mouth. She giggled and wiped the
ketchup away, then suddenly turned serious.

"What will happen after Michelle gets home Jake?"

"Um, I'm not sure." He said honestly, meeting her sharp gaze full on, "Our
time will be limited to whatever we can grab, but we have to be careful
honey. Very careful. I could go to jail if anyone ever found out about us.
Understand?"

She nodded, and lowered her eyes. "It's not fair is it?" Her voice was
barely a whisper.

"I suppose not, but don't you worry, we'll be alright. We'll figure out
something. Okay?"

"Okay."

Jake paid the bill and the two of them headed for home.

The message light was blinking on the answering machine when they got back.
Julie headed off to the bathroom while Jake played the messages.  There was
one from Michelle saying she was sorry she'd missed them and that she should
be home by seven o'clock. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was already
nearly four. They didn't have much time left. The second message was from
Julie's mother. Her voice was shaking as she relayed a phone number and
asked that Michelle or Jake call as early as possible on Monday morning. He
wrote the number down and went upstairs.

He found her in her room. It was still almost empty, still devoid of her
presence, yet the room held her scent. Jake inhaled deeply as he approached
the bed where she sat waiting.

She was coy, flirtatious, her eyes shimmering with desire. Jake's cock
swelled as he took her in, feeling full... full of raw emotion, helpless
lust, and powerful possessiveness. He watched the swell of her chest as she
breathed, her erect nipples pushing out enticingly against the silky fabric
that held them captive.

He reached out and stroked them through her top, gratified at the way she
moaned, closed her eyes, and caught her lip between her teeth. She was so
sexy, so sweet, and so excited. He had barely touched her and already she
was responding to him. He rubbed his hand across those hard little nipples,
bending them to the side under the pressure of his touch and loving the way
they bounced back into place.

....so soft....

"Lift up your arms honey."

She did, raising them silently as a shudder ran through her body.  Tenderly,
Jake pulled her shirt up from the hem, his fingers brushing her hot skin and
causing her to draw a sharp breath. He tossed the shirt to the floor and
sank to his knees.

He simply put his head in her lap and lay still. She stroked his hair,
bending to drop soft kisses on his cheek and neck. She ran her hands down
his back and drew him closer, her legs spreading and her breath blowing warm
against his skin. Jake used his hands on her legs, massaging her calves,
roaming higher to tickle behind her knees, and then higher still to caress
her deliciously soft thighs. Above him, she sighed her pleasure and pulled
his shirt up until he lifted and allowed her to pull it from his body.

Easing her back on the bed, he lifted her skirt above her waist, her silk
clad pussy coming into view. He soaked the sight in, seeing the wetness that
darkened the center of the crotch piece, her aroma, so sweet and
intoxicating, drifting up to cloud his mind with drunken desire. Her pussy
smelled so good; his mouth watered as he moved in closer, just breathing,
just loving her scent.

....a taste... a smell... a touch....

Slowly, he let his tongue emerge and placed it on that tiny little wet spot
as his salivary glands released a torrential flow around his probing muscle.
Pressing urgently, he moved his tongue up and down, massaging her clitoris
right through her panties. Julie squirmed and groaned above him. Going
further, he drew the crotch of her panties into his mouth and sucked the
sweet taste of Julie from the filmy cloth, his cock heaving and pulsing as
her taste aroused his senses.

....oh God... so sweet....

Still using only his tongue, he snaked it under the edge of her panties,
instantly rewarded by Julie's drawn out moan and a fresh flow of juice from
her hot little cunt. He pulled the panties aside and stared down at her
lovely pussy. Her hair was nearly translucent, as little as there was of it,
and he was able to see through the soft fuzz and view her plump lips, which
seemed to swell right before his eyes.

Moving quickly, his hands shaking, he eased her hips up and drew the skirt
and the panties down, pushing them from her coltish legs eagerly.  She was
naked now, soft, and warm. He lowered his head and breathed again, her smell
arousing his cock to full erection. At her deeper moan, he eased a finger
into her slit, working it in slowly, allowing himself to feel the contours
of her inner most self. He was amazed at her softness, and at her
elasticity. She was so firm, so tight around his seeking finger, and he
explored deeply.

.....oh, her pussy... so hot....

Above him, the girl mewled her pleasure, her gasps hot and loud, her
trembling violent. His hands flowed across her skin of their own volition,
feeling her, touching her, stroking her stiff nipples. Lazily, she raised
her arms and laid them above her head, sliding her legs open a fraction
more, and undulating like a tiny belly dancer. Jake traced his way up her
soft tummy, his fingers dancing around her navel, dipping down to the curve
of sweet, feminine hip, traveling higher to feel each delicate rib under the
mask of tan flesh that covered it.

Hungrily, he lowered his head and devoured her pussy. His tongue stroked
deep, slipping up and up, between the delectably soft lips that housed the
source of her pleasure, working away at the hood that protected it. He felt
her jerk as he connected; he felt the energy that buzzed underneath as she
simmered in slow building lust. His tongue sought for it, digging gently at
first, then more forcefully as he manipulated her pleasure center. Her taste
filled his mouth as he caught it, nibbling with just his soft lips and the
girl growled deep and began to pump her hips up and down in sharp bursts.
And his cock throbbed for attention all the while, painfully tight within
his pants, seeping his hot juice out in small drops.

....I need her cum....

Something brushed across his face. It was her hand. Lifting, he allowed her
access, watching as she rubbed her index finger rapidly across her swelling
clit, his desire soaring higher and higher. He lowered his head and thrust
his tongue once more through her lips and into the liquid heat of her moist
pussy. She moved faster, her hips searching for and finding the thing that
would take her all the way; his firm, fucking tongue. He felt her pussy
clutch at it, pulling his tongue in, tightening around it, pulsing, hot,
soft, sexual. He groaned and whispered, "Cum baby. Cum for me."

....give it to me Julie... give me your sweetness... flood me....

"Ohhh. Ohhhh. Ohhhhh. God, I'm gonna cum Jake. I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm
cumming, ohhhh yesssss, I'm cumming!" Her voice was ragged with desire, and
deeper than he'd ever heard it, and her quivers were constant and strong,
jerking her body up, sliding her sweet slippery pussy over and over across
his mouth. His cock lurched again, trembled, and then suddenly released, and
he felt the wetness spread across the crotch of his jeans as he squirted
right in his pants, her cries too much to take as her sweet pussy smell
flooded his senses with pleasure.

....mmm, baby...oh yes....

Once more, he put his tongue inside her as she abandoned her clit and locked
her legs around his face. With her fingers tight in his hair, she ground
into him again and again, calling his name and moaning her orgasm out loud.

It was difficult, but Jake removed his head from her vice-like grip and
eased up beside her. Her eyes were closed, her body still jerking as her
orgasmic convulsions tapered away. Tenderly, he leaned in until she could
smell herself. Her eyes opened and he offered her his tongue, coated with
her creamy cum. She accepted, opening her mouth, lying still, and allowing
Jake to probe deeply, smearing her juices along her tongue, lips and against
the roof of her mouth. With a loud moan, she finally closed her mouth around
him and returned the pressure of his tongue with her own. She was
animal-like, sucking, licking, nearly consuming him with her mouth.  At
last, she slipped free and in her eagerness, she caught his lower lip
between her teeth and bit down gently, her voice a constant moan of need.

That was all it took, his cock lurched to life and he reached down, unzipped
his jeans and slid them away.

"F-fuck me Jake. Please?" Her eyes implored him just as urgently as her
words did, and he knelt between her legs once again.

"Hurry Jake."

Surprised, he looked up. Her eyes were gleaming and she shook so hard the
whole bed seemed to move. He touched her again, watching as his fingers
disappeared so erotically into the small girl's little pussy. She bore down
right away, lifting her ass and beginning the fucking motions that signaled
her absolute readiness.

"Yes," She whispered, tossing her head, "Yes, fuck me."

He was ready too, ready to slip up into her cunt, his gentleness giving way
to primal lust, and he growled as he positioned his cock between her lips,
and with no tenderness, he plunged inside her soft, warm, clasping pussy.

"Ahhhhhh, yes, yes, yes!" He called. "Your cunt is so hot, honey. I need to
fuck you. I'm gonna fuck you Julie, and I'm gonna fuck you hard." He
punctuated this with a hard forward thrust and his cock entered unexplored
territory, as Julie gripped him with her thighs, grinding, grinding,
grinding that incredibly tight pussy farther onto his prick.

Jake lifted himself to his knees; he let his head fall back, groans slipping
from his mouth, as he rolled his hips, moving deeply in and out of her with
lightening speed. His balls tingled as he fucked her and he felt the heat
building again in his crotch.

The pressure of her thighs was exquisite. She clamped down, tightened her
ass and fucked him back. Oh God, how sweet, how wet, how so fucking good to
be sliding his cock deep in her pussy. And the little angel wanted it. She
wanted more of him, her whimpers having reached a crescendo in his ears. So
sweet... so slutty... so wanton.

He obliged by lifting her legs into the crook of his arms, getting up on his
toes and fucking her sweet cunt with everything in him. All reason fled, the
only thing that mattered was fucking Julie. Fucking Julie.  Fucking,
fucking, fucking Julie.

Underneath him, she was a crazed thing driven only by her lust and she
answered each of his thrusts with equal intensity. Through his half closed
eyes, he saw small beads of perspiration break on her brow. Her face was
twisted in a sexy grimace of pleasure as the muscles inside her that had
grasped his fingers now milked the cum from his balls.

Her head flew from side to side, and just as her moan became a wail, he felt
it. The delicious rise of cum from his tight, heavy balls. He stopped for
half a second, thinking if he held off he could fuck her longer, but she
took the matter away from him by wrapping her arms tightly around his neck
and lifting her slight body on, then off of his throbbing prick.

"God, don't stop Jake! Please! I'm going to cum! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

He thrust a few more times as her body twisted beneath him, but it was too
much. He let the cum rise, reveling in her pleasure, deeply thrilled by her.

"Ungh! Gotta cum baby," He wheezed, "Cumming! Oh baby, I'm cumming!" And he
fell on her, his body jerking as shot after shot released from his balls and
squirted deeply into her pussy. She tensed as the last of her orgasmic waves
washed through her, clutching him tightly, as her body traveled the path to
true pleasure.

They lay together for a while, Jake whispering he loved her again and again.
Julie murmured the same, keeping her legs locked tight as his cock shrank
inside her.

Eventually, the need for speed came through to Jake and he eased up on his
elbows, kissing her once more before sending her off to shower. When
Michelle walked through the door an hour and half later, all was well.
Julie, her face clean, wearing sweats and a t-shirt was finishing up the
dishes and Jake was watching Saturday evening news.

He rose and kissed Michelle, but carefully avoided her eyes. Over her
shoulder, Julie stared at him. He offered the young girl a smile and a wink,
which she happily returned, then he took Jacob from his mother and played
with him on the floor.

Once, as Julie and Michelle chatted, Jake looked up and observed his two
women. He allowed himself to feel incredibly lucky, but only for a moment.

 His mind went back to his dilemma right away, how to keep both of these
ladies pleased and satisfied and securely in his life.

By late evening Julie's temperature had returned. Jake watched her shiver,
wanting desperately to comfort her as she lay bundled on the couch, but
Michelle had the matter well in hand. She catered to the girl, bringing her
juice and Tylenol, smoothing her hair and giving her a cool cloth for her
forehead.

Julie drifted off to sleep, her fevered pink face giving the illusion that
she was younger than her years. Michelle cleaned up a bit, putting away
sleeping Jacob's toys and setting the room to rights again, while Jake tried
to keep his eyes away from the young girl lying just a few feet away.

 When the room was tidy to Michelle's satisfaction she sat down on the arm
of his chair, but she obstructed his view of Julie so he pulled her onto his
lap and held her there.

"Honestly honey, what did you to the girl? She's exhausted." Michelle asked
as she snuggled up to him.

Jake's heart instantly hammered painfully against his chest, and his mouth
became as dry as the desert.

"What do you mean?" He asked, irrational fear making his voice high and
almost squeaky.

Michelle laughed and kissed his neck. "Nothing silly. She just seems
especially tired. Probably the fever though, summer colds are the worst."

She attached her lips to Jake's earlobe and tugged gently, her signal that
she wanted him tonight. He sighed and leaned his head back, tired and
sleepy, and still afraid she could look at him and see the truth. Denying
her was impossible or she would wonder why, but his drained and tense body
wasn't much in the mood for sex with his wife. As he glanced once more at
Julie, however, he felt himself stir with the memories of her sweet young
body. God, this was crazy.

His wife sat up and eyed him seductively, the brilliant green of her gaze
announcing her intentions. Leaning closer, she pressed her lips to his mouth
and inserted her tongue. They kissed for a moment and Jake began to lose
himself in the feeling. Michelle was a wonderful kisser, very erotic and
sensual. Working her body tight against his, she slowly explored the inside
of his mouth, swirling her tongue delicately, sucking his lip in, and
moaning softly. Just as he lifted his arms to pull her closer, his
half-closed eyes saw movement and he looked at Julie.

She was staring at them, her gaze filled with hurt and accusation as she
watched Jake kiss his wife. Using his eyes, he pleaded for her to understand
as he allowed all the conflicting emotions that thundered through him to
show on his face, but the girl just flounced over on her other side so she
wouldn't have to watch them kiss.

Hearing Julie's movement, Michelle pulled away and looked over at her. "She
must be uncomfortable. Why don't you help her get to bed while I have a
shower? Then we can take this to our room. Okay?"

"Sure," he said, grateful to get a moment alone with Julie.

Michelle went upstairs while Jake locked up and turned out the lights. When
he heard the shower start up for one of his wife's half hour cleansing
rituals, he went to Julie and stroked her hair.

"Julie, honey, are you all right?"

She ignored him, keeping her face turned away.

"You have to understand sweetie. Michelle is my wife; I have no choice
really. Please baby, don't be mad at me."

When she turned to face him finally, he was relieved to see a glimmer of
understanding in her eyes. Reaching out, she ran her finger down his cheek.

"I love you so much Jake. I do understand I guess, but I don't like it. I
want to be the one in your bed tonight. I feel so... left out."

"I'm sorry about that angel, I really am, and I love you too. I want you in
my bed just as much as you want to be there, but it has to be this way until
I can figure something better out for us. Okay?"

"Okay," she said in a small voice. "I don't feel good Jake."

"I know honey, you're sick is all. I should have left you alone today and
put you to bed instead of making love to you, even though I enjoyed every
inch of your body."

The girl moved closer, settling her head against his chest. He put his arms
under her and lifted her up. Squirming, she cuddled close to him, wrapping
her arms around his neck as he carried her up the stairs.

"Where are you taking me?" She murmured sleepily.

"To bed. You need to get some rest."

"To your bed Jake?"

"No angel, I'm taking you to your bed."

She was light as a feather and incredibly warm. Worrying over her, he slid
her between the cool sheets and started to cover her up.

"I'm hot Jake. Take off my pajamas."

"Um, not a good idea sweetheart. You do it."

"Uh uh. You."

Jake briefly listened for the shower then tugged Julie's top over her head.
She sighed, her eyes still closed, and lifted her arms to allow him to pull
it free. He watched as she breathed, her lovely chest rising and falling
with each inhalation. Helpless to resist, he leaned over and kissed the
stiff nipples that topped each beautiful breast, then he pulled her pajama
bottoms down.

She was bare underneath. Jake stared at her soft pussy lips, remembering the
way they'd snugly held on to his cock as he'd fucked her. The young girl
stroked his face and smiled with her sleepy blue eyes.

"Kiss me, Jake."

He leaned toward her lips, but she pushed his head down along the front of
her body instead, shivering as she felt the moist trail he left behind on
her hot skin. Tenderly, he laid his lips on her mound, breathing her sweet
scent in and kissing softly. Julie groaned and spread her legs, encouraging
him to work in deep for a liquid kiss that would hold them both until they
could join their bodies together again.

Jake's cock hardened right away, his young love's naked sex so tantalizingly
close to his face. Slipping his tongue out, he teased her plump lips,
licking up the trace fluids that coated them. In her feverish state, her
moans were even lower in pitch and full of such need. Watching her body's
reaction from the corner of his eye, and hearing the passion in her voice
drove Jake high up the scale of arousal. Amazed at how strongly he always
wanted her, he tongued her clitoris for a few seconds before reluctantly
pulling away.

"What is it?" She asked softly.

"I can't stay here. I have to go now, besides Julie, you really need to rest
and get better."

Groaning just a little, she turned on her side to face him. "Cover me up
Jake, and give me another kiss before you go."

Smiling, he pulled the bedding up and tucked it under her chin. She snuggled
down and gave him a sweet smile. His mind flew, imagining the curves of her
body as it must look arranged under the blanket that covered her. He brushed
her hair from her face, kissed her cheek and just stood there looking at her
until he heard the shower stop.

"Go now Jake. I'm fine," she whispered.

Leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers firmly, tasting her once more
before standing and walking towards the door.

"If you need anything Julie, just call out, okay?"

Sleepy and warm, she answered with a murmured okay, then let her tired eyes
close.

Jake made a final check of the house, filling his mind with images of Julie
as he carefully tried the doors and windows. Mostly, he was killing time as
he thought; he simply couldn't understand why she excited him so much. Maybe
it was her eager youth; when it gave way, allowing her sexuality to emerge,
she was like a volcano, spewing her passion far and wide, surrounding him
with liquid heat, and God, he just wanted her all the time.

He entered his bedroom a few minutes later. Michelle sat naked at her vanity
table brushing her hair. Jake took a moment to look at her. She really was
very beautiful, with no sign of having birthed a chubby baby boy some
nineteen months earlier. Her hair fell like shiny beach sand around her face
and down her back. Straight, long, and naturally blonde, it came to just
above her buttocks and had always drawn Jake like a magnet. He often
imagined feeling it wrapped around his entire body and wouldn't even discuss
her cutting it.

At thirty-seven, Michelle's body was in perfect condition. She stood five
feet, ten inches tall, her long muscled legs attesting to her dancer
history. Her waist was narrow, her tummy flat, her arms firm, and as always
he admired her large, high breasts with their light brown, oh so exciting
nipples. He knew his friends envied him; Michelle was a real prize and he
was proud of her beauty as well as her strong, vibrant personality. Her
sultry green eyes caught his in the mirror, her lips curving into a
promising smile as she beckoned to him.

Despite his preoccupation with young Julie, Jake began to harden as he
looked at his wife. She set the hairbrush down, rose from her chair and
approached him gracefully. As her lips fastened to his, he tasted the
cleanliness of toothpaste, smelled her exotic perfume, and responded by
pulling her to him roughly. There was none of the coy, slow seduction that
he employed with Julie. In its place was hot, fierce passion, rapidly
building and re-igniting the embers that he had effectively banked just a
little earlier. Michelle was ready for him; she wanted him.

He put his hands on each side of her face and held her still while he
drilled his tongue into her mouth. She responded with a moan and he felt her
soft hands pulling at him. Flashes of Julie's sweet face entered his mind,
inflaming him as another woman's body yielded to his attention and he kissed
her deeper, his tongue stroking at hers, urging her to come inside where it
was warm and moist.

When they broke free, Michelle was looking at him strangely, a glint of
mischief in her eyes. She turned and walked to the bed, Jake hot on her
trail.

Taking his favorite submissive position on her hands and knees, something
she rarely did, she thrust her shapely ass up and out. He approached, placed
his hand on the small of her back and pushed down just a little, his cock
once more raging hard. Michelle allowed him to push at her until her chest
lay against the cool sheets, her feet dangling just off the edge of the bed,
her ass high and vulnerable.

Those lovely twin globes felt soft and firm in his hands. He pulled at them,
allowing his fingers to explore every pore of her skin. Leaning down, he
traced his tongue around and around the fleshiest part of her buttocks,
worshipping her ass as he so loved to do, imagining the feeling of her
tight, puckered hole squeezing his shaft. Beneath him, Michelle moaned a
little and thrust back at him.

Moving stiffly, he slid his shorts down and rested his cock between her
cheeks. He was stiff and dripping, wanting to fuck her quickly as he watched
her muscles ripple beneath their covering of lightly tanned skin. Somewhere
from the back of his mind, Julie's face swam into view, her large blue eyes
trusting, her lips quivering with passion. But she wasn't here right now;
his wife was here instead, and she was primed for a night of passion. That
didn't happen often enough and Jake planned to take full advantage.

"You're hot tonight Chelle," he whispered, stroking her soft bottom, "You
want me to fuck you?"

In response, Michelle reached between her legs and gripped his erection. She
gasped as it filled her hand and coated her fingers with a slippery stream
of pre-cum. Settling her face into the pillow, she began to jerk on his
cock, pointing it toward her juicing pussy hole.

"I missed you Jake. I missed your cock. I want it inside me." Her voice
little more than a hushed groan, "Fuck me."

Leisurely, his hands moving of their own accord, he followed the path
between her ass cheeks, trailing his fingers downward until they met with
her slick, overheated sex. Smooth and shaven, her labia molded to his hand
as he covered it fully and spread her pungent juices along her skin. He
moved his hand as a whole, whipping it back and forth, beating her cream to
a froth, as his stiff middle finger slipped on and off of her clit.
Michelle moaned and spread her legs, pushing back against him.

As his cock jerked and trembled, throbbing for release, Jake singled out
Michelle's clitoris. He teased it with his soaked finger, running around it
in a circle, flicking it up and down, feeling it swell under his touch. He
pressed his cock against her firm thigh, digging at her tender cunt until
her clit stood out tall enough to grasp.

"Mmm, yes," She groaned, "Make me cum Jake."

He slid his free hand around and under her, spreading her slick lips open.
From behind he began an assault on her swollen clitoris unlike any other,
the memory of Julie's powerful orgasms making him long to give the same to
Michelle. She responded by bucking harder against him, searching for the
pleasure his touch promised.

A hiss issued from her throat. It was low-pitched and set Jake's heart to
hammering. Bold and confident, he used his slick coated fingers to pull on
her pleasure bud, applying firm pressure, then backing off to a soft
finishing stroke, as he plunged his thumb inside the hot cavity of her sex.
Over and over, he jacked her clit as his temples throbbed and his cock
lurched.

"Oh...Jake! Oh God... that feels so good. Don't stop baby... please don't
stop!"

And she hung there, suspended between denial and release, the stroke of his
fingers too intense to give her what she craved, yet feeling too good to ask
him to stop. The woman ground her cunt down in powerful thrusts, nearly
knocking herself and Jake from the edge of the bed. He slowed his efforts a
little, easing the intensity to make way for her rush, and began to press on
her clit firmly, watching excitedly as her orgasm rolled up her lush body.

Her urgent moans lowered to softly punctuated groans as she began to cum in
his hand. Holding still, cupping her mound, he moved just the tip of his
finger rapidly on her clitoris, feeling the changes in her pussy as it
softened, then tensed, then vibrated, her fluids steaming out in high
volumes, her clitoris at maximum erection.

"Jake!" She hissed, "Oh my God. I'm cumming!"

As she collapsed against the bed covers, her cunt still pulsing, he slipped
his hand free and sucked at his fingers, subconsciously comparing her spicy
flavor to the sweetness of Julie's young pussy. They were both intoxicating
and he longed to slip inside either one of them and squirt his cum deep into
their bellies.

Michelle's breathing calmed and her moans slowed. Jake stroked her back and
tangled his fingers in her hair. Leaning down he whispered words of love in
her ear as she smiled through the mass of hair that covered her face.

"I love you Chelle. You're so hot... so sexy. Can I have your ass tonight
baby? Please?"

Stiffening, she gave the answer that he knew she would, "No! No Jake... just
fuck me now. Okay?"

Frustrated, he groaned, grinding his stiff member up and down between her
firm ass cheeks. He'd been trying for a long time to fuck Michelle's ass. He
so coveted that dark, forbidden hole. Against his will, a thought surfaced
in his mind.

....Julie wouldn't deny me... she'd let me fuck her ass as deep and hard as
I wanted to....

"Fine," he said, "If you want my cock, then 'you' fuck 'me'."

Rolling over, he lay back on the bed and began to pump his prick under
Michelle's scrutiny. Sighing with pleasure, he fisted its length and pulled
up as his other hand closed around his balls. His legs fell open and he shut
his eyes, a streak of cruelty surfacing selfishly in his mind.

Briefly, he wondered what was wrong with him. Michelle was so sweet tonight,
so receptive to his touch, and here he was filling her with guilt just
because she didn't want to share her own body as he thought she should. That
wasn't like him, yet still he continued to jerk his cock and ignore her.

Hearing a soft sigh, he opened his eyes. Michelle was staring at him, her
eyes shining, her soft red lips slightly parted, her chest heaving.  She was
turned on, he thought dumbly. She was enjoying seeing him pull his stiff
cock. Moving faster, he squeezed the head of his dick on every upstroke
until a gleaming flow of pre-cum dripped down his fingers.

Instantly, Michelle's face hovered over his cock. Tossing her head, she sent
her mane of hair flying as she moistened her lips with her pink tongue.

"I want to taste you Jake. I want to suck you. I want to swallow you," she
moaned.

Surprised, he placed one hand on the back of her head and pushed down,
groaning as her tongue flicked out to swipe at his cockflesh and sweep his
juice away. Her tiny tongue swabbed, stabbed, and licked at his abundant
flow, sucking up every drop and exciting him to an extreme he'd never had
with Michelle before, at least not for a very long time.

"Suck!" he ordered harshly, the tease of her tongue too much to take, "Suck
hard on my cock!"

Michelle's wet lips slipped upon his skin, her saliva suddenly flowing as
her mouth watered. Eager to take advantage of his wife's abrupt attitude
change toward their sexual activities, he rotated his hips, pushing his
length deeply into her mouth. Gagging, she moaned again, brushing her tongue
softly along the underside of his cock.

Jake was in heaven. He could count on both hands the number of times his
wife had sucked his cock over the years, and even then, she was very
reserved. Now here she was sucking hard, trying to swallow his dick while
all he could do was thrust and groan.

"Yes... oh fuck yes... suck my cock Chelle."

Moving her lips to match the urgency of her tongue, she pulled him in,
swallowing, sucking, licking. One tug after another, her strong lips pulled
at his hard, hot shaft. He plunged in with a flex of his hips, feeling the
soft scrape of her teeth as she suckled. At once, her hands were on his
tight balls, rolling them, pulling at the loose skin that covered them until
her wet fingers were caressing only the tight, hard little nuts that held
his boiling cum.

At the same time, she used her tongue perfectly. He could feel her caresses,
her vigorous, firm licking, her soft sucking, her greedy hunger. Tightening
his ass, he began to pump in and out of her mouth, filling her wet cavity
with his throbbing hard cock.

"Oh fuck! Oh my God Chelle. Feels so good baby."

Lovely Michelle whimpered and tugged him closer with her hands on his hips,
taking his cock all the way to the back of her tender, clasping throat.
Drowning in her soft mouth, he could only groan as he felt the imminent
eruption of his lava-like cum begin to stir.

Suddenly, without warning, she lifted her head and stared at him, as his
balls began to cool a little. Confused, his hips searched in vain for the
warmth of her mouth, but she was gone. Just as he began to speak, to beg her
to suck him off, she straddled him and lowered her cunt onto his dick.

In one swift swoop she took him all the way in, her cunt lips spreading to
accommodate him and grunting in pleasure as his cock filled her completely.
She planted her feet on each side of his belly, her long, sexy dancer legs
flexing as they carried her body swiftly in an up and down motion. She was
leaning back on her arms, legs splayed, smooth tummy tightening reflexively,
ass pistoning her hungry slit up and down on his cock.

Jake was breathless. He had no idea what had turned his wife on so much, but
he was enjoying the abandoned way she fucked him. He placed his hands on her
hips and stroked her, feeling the way her cunt grabbed at him on each
upstroke, loving the way it sucked him instantly back inside when he came
close to slipping out completely. Her heavy tits bounced each time she sat
down on his cock and he watched as she lifted a hand and pinched down hard
on one nipple after another, undulating her belly, rippling atop him.

The low, groaning noises she made heated his blood. Silently, he watched her
fuck him almost as if he wasn't even in the room. Wanton lost displayed on
her face as she repeatedly swung her hips down onto him.

"My clit Jake," she whispered, "Rub me off baby. Make me cum again."

Immediately, he used both hands to spread her pussy lips, seeking out her
hard pearl, stroking it with both thumbs in an alternating pattern.  She
went wild above him; her voice groaning so loud it was sure to wake Julie
and the baby. He shushed her quietly and renewed his touch.

As Jake writhed underneath her, his gaze fell on the mirror that had
supplied him with so much visual excitement that very morning. A strong
vision of sweet young Julie, fucking her own pussy with total abandonment
flashed through his mind, and he moaned loudly, driving his tool deeply into
his wife's accepting sex. Again and again, he saw the child and it drove him
mad with lust.

"Chelle... oh God... I'm gonna cum baby. Fuck me hard!"

His wife complied, heaving her body up, his cock just teasing the entrance
to her pliant pussy, then slamming down until his tool swept against her
inner walls delightfully. Opening his eyes, he saw the lust glazed look in
his wife's green eyes as she fucked herself to pleasure on his steel hard
shaft. She twisted her head from side to side, groaning... fucking... losing
herself. Chelle and Julie... the visions of each, one in the flesh and the
other in memory, took him over the edge and as his wife cried out her
orgasm, he unleashed and spewed his lava deeply into her milking cunt.

"Mmm... Jake... Jake... Oh Jake. Cum in me baby... Fill me up...

ohhhhh... yessss."

He answered with moans of his own and drew her body down to him, his cock
continuing to squirt his seed, shot after steaming shot, inside her. So soft
and covered with a fine sheen of perspiration, Michelle moaned against his
throat as her satisfied body began to come down from its high.

"I love you Chelle... love you baby," He said sleepily, holding her close.

"I love you too Jake," she responded, kissing him softly.

From the corner of his left eye, a movement caught his attention.  Peering
through a crack in the slightly open door was Julie, wrapped in a sheet and
staring at the two of them. Angrily, she flashed her eyes at Jake, then
turned on her heel and strode away.

Exhausted now, Jake could only lie still and enjoy his wife's last
convulsions around his softening cock. He couldn't even remember how many
times he'd climaxed today and all he could think of now was sleep.  Tomorrow
he would explain to Julie. He'd explain how he loved them both. Somehow,
she'd understand. Somehow. And sleep took them, man and wife, locked
together in a loving embrace. 

    

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