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Lisa (M/g6, pedo, cons, oral+)
by Paul2LickHer
Note: All people and events in this story are entirely fictitious.
Part 1
I met Lisa thru her mother, Carol. Carol and I both worked at the same
hospital. Though in different departments, our paths crossed often and
it wasn't long before I asked her out. I didn't know she had kids, much
less a cute 5 year old like Lisa. But that didn't matter; I liked Carol
for her own sake.
Before I get into the "meat" of this story, some background is necessary.
I have always liked females my own age just fine. I just don't discount
ones that are, shall we say, a little "younger" as potential
lovers...just because they are young. Likewise, I don't "go for" a girl
JUST because she is young. I have to like them, find them attractive in
a number of ways, just like one does with any other female.
Also, even though I have had many, many younger lovers, by the time I
met Carol and Lisa, I have not always made lovers out of the young girls
I have met. Be they little sisters of girls I was dating when I was in
my late teens (when my desire for young girls really started/took off),
or the daughters of women I was dating. Many girls are not suited for
it. Just because a girl smiles at you and is a little friendly, doesn't
mean she's up for a deeper relationship.
You just have to take your time. You have to feel them out (no pun
intended) and truly judge each girl and situation on an individual
bases. Well, as far as the girl (Lisa) and the situation in this case
were concerned, the time was indeed right.
When I met Carol, Lisa was 5 - nearly 6. She also had a son who had just
turned 3. Where Lisa was outgoing and friendly, young Kyle was shy and
very much a mommy's boy. I don't say that to be mean. But he never
really knew his dad and just been raised by Carol and her mother. Of
course, he was also only 3. But Lisa, having been aware of what was
going on while her mother was going through the harder times, had
developed more personality and Independence (for 5 that is) that many
little girls her age. It's just as I've always thought. Your baby kids
and the WILL BE babies. You treat them a little older and they will act
a little older, or at least less babyish, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, when I first saw Lisa, and knowing nothing of her personality, I
thought she was very attractive, and the fleeting thought went through
my mind that I'd like to fuck her. She had that medium little girl's
body that I like so much, not a bunch of left over baby fat, and not
skinny as a rail, but, as Goldie Locks would say, just right.
As Carol and I went out a few times, and I got to know Lisa better, I
was enchanted by her personality. Then I really did want her.
Carol and I would mostly go out alone, the kids being watched by her
mother. But occasionally we would take Lisa with us. Carol knew that
Kyle was too young for such things, and would just get tired and cranky
while we were at the beach or at Disney World, so off he'd go to
grandma's. This had the double effect of having one less, more
troublesome (just because of his age) kid out with us, and leaving one
less for grandma to deal with.
Naturally, I was delighted with this situation, as was Carol. She could
actually go out and relax, say at the beach. Kyle was at grandma's
house, and I could help watch Lisa. Of course, Carol didn't know just
how much I liked to watch Lisa. While romping and playing with her on
the sand or in the ocean, Carol was just as happy to lay back, sleep or
sun herself without worry.
It was natural for me, as the man, to roughhouse and wrestle with this
very active and outgoing child. It was the first type of physical
contact we enjoyed with each other.
As Carol and I grew closer, it wasn't long before I was the de facto
babysitter for Lisa. We both worked 12-hour shifts of 3 on and 4 off.
But we worked different hours and we had two days off that overlapped.
So that gave Carol and me time off together and left me to watch Lisa,
alone, for a couple of days a week. For his part, young Kyle spent much
of his time, as before, at grandma's.
Part 2
Those first few outings with Carol and Lisa were when the seduction of
Lisa started. Some call it "grooming". I don't like that, as it implies
something less than what one does with one's own age peers. If you are
dating an "adult" female and you take her places she likes, buy her
things, make her laugh (laugh at her less-than-funny stories) and
generally make her feel comfortable around you and attracted to you, are
you "grooming" her? The answer may be "yes". But if it is, then let's
apply it equally to adult females as well as younger ones.
I don't remember any particular order to it, but when we'd go out Lisa
would walk between us holding each of our hands. I'd rough-house with
her a little and tickle her. I'd let her ride on my shoulder (in pants,
bikini, or skirt) and sit on my lap as we all watched TV at Carol's
place. Soon I was helping put her to bed. No. Not like THAT - not yet,
anyway ;o) And, many times, after spending the night, I'd help get her
and Kyle up and ready for school.
Two months after Carol and I started dating, Lisa had her 6th birthday
party. It was then that we - Carol and I - decided that I should move in
with them. See, Carol and I were great together in bed. She was very
attractive and I made her feel even more so. At 28, I was 30, she was
always a little self conscious about her body after two kids. But she
stayed in shape and I always made sure to praise her and let her know
how hot she was. I may have over-done it a little. But she would give
any guy a nice erection just looking at her. Plus she was very
cooperative in bed.
She let me fuck her ass (which I really like to do) most anytime I
wanted and would fuck back for all she was worth during any other kind
of sex. But, while she was a turn-on in her own right, I have to confess
that a few times while pounding her pussy, I put Lisa's face on her in
my mind. It's kind of hard while you're humping an adult woman in the
missionary position - they just FEEL so different - but it's easier when
you close your eyes when you're doing it doggie style, and think of
someone else. What made it even more exciting was the fact that I KNEW I
was going to have Lisa, it was just a matter of when.
Of course she said we'd have to talk my moving in over with Lisa first.
But when Lisa's reaction to the idea was to throw her arms around my
neck and squeal with delight. That pretty much closed the deal. It was
then that I started working on Lisa in earnest.
Prior to this we had spent time alone in the complex hot tub where, for
no good reason, she had sat on my lap as well. And she had sat on my lap
in the big recliner in their living room. Most of the time I'd get a
hard-on and she'd be sitting right on it. I'm sure she felt it. But, for
whatever reason, it went ignored.
I had also left the door to her mom's room ajar when I would stay the
night (that is, when Carol didn't notice it was ajar, and get up and
shut and lock it) in case she got up and spied on us (as had been my
experience with many single mom's kids before). Now here, while I can't
prove it, I really think she did. And I am sure she saw me fucking her
mom on several occasions.
I am sure I saw the door move a number of times and a slight shadow in
the hall. I couldn't look too hard without Carol getting suspicious. For
one, I didn't want her to look toward the door and realize it was ajar.
Also, I tried to keep the "action" (my cock going into her pussy or ass)
pointed toward the door so "anyone" who happened by could get a good
look at where a man's cock should go in a woman...or girl.
All that stayed pretty much the same after I moved in. Only we were able
to go to the hot tub more often and sit around and watch movies together
more often with Lisa on my lap. Carol was usually tired, plus she had
her hands full with Kyle, who DEMANDED much of her attention.
As Lisa would lie back on my lap, my erection would press into her
bottom and I would often lightly run my hand/fingers along her upper leg
or inner thigh under the blanket that covered us on the recliner. Carol,
during her work week, would either go to be early or be crashed out on
the sofa.
I would end up putting the kids to bed. Kyle and Lisa shared a room.
And, while I was always nice and considerate of Kyle, putting him to
bed, for me, simply consisted of carrying him to his bed and tucking him
in. He'd be out like a light in seconds, and he actually didn't seem to
care for any more attention than that from me. With Lisa it was different.
I would usually read her a story or talk to her a little while she was
in bed. Of course, a hand would also slide up underneath the sheets and
rub her leg or tummy as we talked. Or sometimes I'd put my lips to her
belly and give her a "raspberry". You know, when you blow on their belly
and it sounds like farting. Kids seem to think that's the funniest
thing. It also gives you an excuse to lift up their night gown or shirt
and expose their panties and part of themselves (like their flat little
nipples, if you pull it high enough, like over their face in a sort of
game).
The other thing I would do was arrange so that I was "accidentally"
exposed to Lisa. I did this a little before I moved in (mostly when I
would spend the nights), but more so after.
Like in the morning, or evening, when I would be wearing a robe, I would
let it come undone just as I got up from a chair or turned around from
the stove or sink and turned toward Lisa. I know she got a good look at
my maleness a number of times.
Now, according to Carol, I was suppose to be wearing my boxers under it,
just in case something like that did happen. But when she wasn't around
or too busy to notice, off the boxers would come.
I would also take a shower in the hall bathroom, as opposed to the
bathroom off the master bedroom, and remove all the towels from the rack
on the plain, sliding glass shower door, and leave the door ajar while I
showered, dried off and/or shaved while naked. I even groomed my pubic
area (I kept my cock and balls shaved and my pubic hairs trimmed to
about 3/4 an inch) at these times. If Lisa wanted to spy on me, it would
have been easy for her to stand back a little from the door and observe
me in the full length wall mirror that ran across the back of the sink
on bathroom counter.
Part 3
Well, I know like it seems like a long time up to this point, but
actually it is less than 3 months from the time I started going out with
Carol. Two months until we decided I would move in with her and about 3
weeks up to this point in the story.
As you may recall, I had been playing "grab ass" with Lisa for a couple
of months by this time, as well as having her sit on my lap, and
therefore my erection. And, for about the last 6 weeks I had been
"accidentally" flashing her, and letting her spy on her mother and me by
leaving the door to the bedroom ajar when we had sex. I also let her spy
on me when we were alone in the apartment and when I would be nude in
the bathroom doing whatever, again by leaving the door to the hall bath
ajar, even more so since I moved in 3 weeks earlier.
Oh, one thing I forgot to mention. At this point, near the end of this
first 3 weeks, I would leave a porno tape playing in the VCR for when
Lisa walked through the door after being dropped of from school or for
when she'd get up (about an hour after going to bed as kids do) to ask
for something.
The scene she'd walk in on would generally be a long one in which the
woman was sucking the guy's dick and/or he was eating her, or she was
sitting on him backward so one could get a good look of his cock going
in and out of her pussy.
Of course I would "quickly" come out from the back room or jump off the
sofa to turn off the offending tape and act like nothing was going on.
The way many grownups do when they are caught at something by kids. Same
for when I would flash her. I just all of a sudden notice that my robe
was slightly open in front and, casually, refasten it. Nothing was said
and we both pretended like nothing happened and nothing was seen.
The last thing I began doing was taking a "nap" around the time I
thought she'd come home or just before it was time for me to get dinner.
Of course, that nap would be taken nude on top of the covers with the
door ajar. I saw her, through slitted eyes, open the door several times
to come and get me. She'd get an eyeful (Staying there to get an eyeful,
in fact) then back out and knock on the door. I'd cover up with a strip
of sheet across my mid section and bid her enter.
OK. So this brings us up to THE night. Since it was Carol's last day of
the work week, she had called to ask if I'd mind (since I'd have to
watch Lisa) if she worked a double. The answer was usually no, I don't
mind, but the courtesy of the question is nice. Anyway, that meant she'd
be getting off at 6 the next morning.
Now I was thinking that it was about time that I made a more positive
move for Lisa. Prior to this, the most I had done, besides let her see
me naked, when she thought I didn't know about it, was slip my hand up
underneath the sheet and rub her thigh or tummy, while putting her to
bed, and giving her a few good night kisses on the lips which lingered a
little longer than a father's kiss (of course, THAT depends on what kind
of dad she had) might "normally" linger lip to lip. While telling her
how attractive and sexy she was.
I had not done anything to "help" her with her baths up to this point
(though I did stick my head in the bathroom when she was in the tub now
and then to ask "everything alright?"). She was pretty self-sufficient
in that area. So there was never a "natural" opening to be in there with
her while she was naked in the tub, if you get my meaning. But I was
planning on making "my move" pretty soon - maybe tonight, if all seemed
right. Turns out it did.
Lisa came out about 7 pm from her bath and asked me to help blow dry and
brush her hair. I had done this before, so that was normal. She was
wearing a light pink pair of PJs that came down to about calf length
(like pedal pushers) and the top buttoned up the front and had French
cut sleeves. They were kind of thin, and I could clearly see that she
was wearing panties with some kind of dot or flower design on them.
After her hair was brushed she was sitting on my lap/erection once again
as we watched TV and I was stroking her arm hairs. She turned to me and
said, "Do you wanna see my secret place?"
My heart leaped. 'Of course I wanna see your secret place,' I thought to
myself, 'strip off your bottoms and panties and show it to me.' But what
I said was, "Sure honey, I'd like that".
With that she got up, took my hand and led me to her bedroom.
Part 4
Well, When Lisa asked me if I wanted to see her "secret place", all
sorts of nasty thoughts went through my mind. But I really didn't
believe any of 'em. I thought she was going to just show me something in
the back of one of her dresser drawers where she kept sea shells or
something like that. As it turned out it really wasn't much more that
that. At least it couldn't have been, if I had not wanted it to be. But
I felt she was giving me the opportunity for it to be more.
So she led me by the hand to her room. Just inside the door she told me
to "Wait here". At which point she went around to the far side of her
bed and turned on the night light. She then went to her closet and
opened the doors (they were the kind that had the slats in them from top
to bottom and were in four sections. Two sections opening to each side)
and went in and knelt down on the floor on both knees and sat back on
her heels.
"You can come in.", she said as if stating the obvious. It took me a
second, but then I got it.
"So, this is your secret place, huh?" She nodded yes. "Well, it's a good
one. It was here all this time and I didn't even know it was a secret
place." She giggled at the joke.
"Well, come in."
The floor was carpeted and pretty clear for two kids sharing the room.
Her mother always saw to that. With all the other unsettling things
going on around them (their dad leaving and her having to work so much)
, she gave them structure where she could. So I entered. "Sit down",
Lisa half commanded. So I spread my legs and went down to my knees with
them to either side of her legs and sat back on my heels too. And we sat
there like that, kind of just looking at each other and around some, for
a few seconds until it hit me. "NOW, is the time", thought.
I was looking down into her eyes and she up into mine as my hands went
up and brushed some stray hairs away from her face. She had taken to
wearing her hair in a pony tail for a few weeks by then. Ever since I
told her it was my favorite style on girls.
I then took the index and middle finger of each hand and ran them slowly
up and down her arms. She glanced down at that then back up into my eyes
as I softly told her, "You know, I think you are just one of the
prettiest girls around." It seemed one could almost feel the atmosphere
change at that point as she seemed to shudder as she took in a deep
breath. At the same time I slowly and gently took hold of her chin
between thumb and forefinger and tilted her head up slightly as I leaned
in and down to kiss her on her sweet little girl lips.
I pressed my lips softly to hers, and she pursed her lips against mine,
for a good 5 seconds before breaking the kiss and pulling my face back a
few inches. She remained frozen there; eyes closed and lips slightly
pursed, waiting for more. I leaned in again this time holding the kiss a
little longer.
This time when I broke from her lips I moved to her cheek, down to her
jaw, her neck, the front of her throat, the other side of her neck, up
to her jaw, her cheek and ending back at her lips once again.
This time I broke the kiss and again leaned back on my heels. She kept
her eyes closed for a few seconds more but soon opened them when she
realized no more kisses were coming, at least not in the next few seconds.
As she opened her eyes I reached out my left hand and ran it along her
outer thigh and let it come to rest on her right hip. My right hand went
to her left shoulder and began a slight massage as I worked it down and
again ran my fingers up and down her left arm before taking her hand in
mine and hold it as I asked her, "Did you like that?" To which she
slowly nodded yes as we looked into each other's eyes.
I smiled back at her as I moved both hands to her hips and around to her
bottom as I scooted closer to her (Well, as close as I could with my
legs/knees still spread to either side of hers). "Come here", I said
gently as I used my hands on her butt to kind of lift her off her heels.
Still sitting back on my heels, this kind of put her taller than I was
and brought her closer to me. Both of which I wanted.
I supported her with one hand on her bottom as I slid the other around
and hooked the pad of my index finger in the waistband of her PJ bottoms.
"You know, this is a very nice secret place you have here..."
As I said this I moved my index finger along the inside of the waistband
from one hip bone to the other, paused, and then back the other way
"....but I was wondering if there wasn't some OTHER 'secret place" you
wanted to show me".
With that I stopped my finger from roaming the inside of her waistband
at the front of her PJ bottoms and gave a few little tugs. I also
looked, in a very obvious way, from her eyes down to her PJ bottoms and
back again a couple of times. She got it. She slowly nodded yes.
I smiled at her before softly continuing, "And, I was wondering if YOU'd
like to see MY 'secret place' too." Again my eyes shifted from hers to
between my own legs a few times. And again she nodded yes.
"So," I asked with a smile, in the language of kids, just to confirm,
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours?"
This time I got a giggle and a big ole, "Yessss" through her girlish
laugh and smile.
Part 5
After Lisa agreed that we'd be showing each other "ours", I pointed out
that the closet was a little small and asked her if it would be OK if we
moved out into her bedroom. As we did, I shut the bedroom door, to make
it more cozy, and peeled off my t-shirt as we knelt down to sit on the
soft carpet between the her and her brother's bed.
I liked it; taking off the t-shirt was the next logical or natural step
and asked her as we settled onto the floor, "Would you like me to help
you take off your top?" She nodded yes. With that I reached shaking
hands up to her oversized buttons and began to undo them.
Even though I had been with many young girls before over the years, this
part always excited me and made me nervous with anticipation.
There were four oversized buttons in all, and when I finished I parted
the front of the top, straightened out my fingers, ran them up the
outside of her now exposed chest to her shoulders and slipped the top
off her shoulder while guiding it down her arms.
I let it fall to the floor behind her as I ran my fingers back up her
arms and took in the sight of her now bare chest. I shuddered and took
in a shaky breath.
"God, you are sooo pretty." I told her as I reached out with the tips of
my fingers and brushed them across her girl nipples.
When a young girl's chest is exposed to you in this way, and seen by you
in this manner for the first time, it can be just as exciting as if she
were an 11 year old whose little love buds you are first seeing or a 15
year old with her more ripe fruit. It's all in the context.
"Come here", I said as I gently pushed on her back bring her closer to
me. At this point I leaned and kissed her right nipple and couple of
times and swirled the tip of my tongue around it. I then kissed two or
three times across her chest to her other nipple and repeated what I had
done to the right one.
She giggled when I tongued the left one, so I extended "the game" my
putting my mouth over it and giving her as raspberry as I had done so
often before on her tummy. She squealed with delight and pulled away at
the tickling feeling of it.
I just smile back at her and laughed some with her, then said, "Well,
should we take off our pants?" She nodded yes, but made no move to do
so. "So, do you want me to go first?"
"Yeah", she said with a kind of dare and girlish enthusiasm in her voice.
"Well, OK." With that I stood up and slid my sweat bottoms off. My
erection was still mostly hidden in my "Superman" underwear. But you
could definitely see its outline from the front. And if you looked
straight down from my angle, you could see the tip of the head, in the
flesh, starting to poke up through the waistband. Lisa couldn't see
that, but it would have been hard for her to miss the bulge that was my
manhood. And from the way she was staring at my underwear, she didn't
miss it.
"OK. You're turn", I said as I settled back down on the floor in front
of her.
She stood up and laughed nervously as she grasped the waistband of her
PJ bottoms and kind of twisted from side to side, in little girl
nervousness, as she pulled them down about and inch then back up again.
"Come on", I gently teased, "I showed you my underwear. Now you have to
show me yours".
With that she giggled as she slid her bottoms of and stepped out of them
before quickly sitting down again.
"Well, that's better. But you know, I didn't really get a good look at
your panties. Go ahead and stand up again".
"You too!" She commanded as she kind of stood/jumped to her feet.
"Sure, sweetheart, me too." I didn't want to tower over her, so I just
'stood up' on both knees.
"There, is that better?"
She nodded. I'm sure she didn't really know just what it was that was
better. But since we were both doing what the other wanted, I'm sure she
thought something was. As for me, I could get a 'better' look at he
panty clad ass and little camel toed pussy as well as giving her a
preview of my cock, which was fighting its own battle against the
material of my underwear.
At this point I reached my hands out and ran them up her legs to her
hips and around back to her firm little butt and gave it a few gentle
squeezes.
I also just realized I haven't told you what Lisa looks like. Well,
there is a girl out there, on one of the "child model" sites, called
Stephanie. She started at about 8 or 9. If you've ever seen her, Lisa
looks a lot like her, only at 6. She is a blond, slightly darker blond
than Stephanie, but just as well proportioned (Not a super little girl,
skinny or chubby) with lovely blue eyes. She does/did have a little more
blond peach fuzz/hairs on her arms and legs than average for a girl her
age, but not grossly so. Anyway...
Part 6
Removing my hands from Lisa's cute little girl ass, I let one drop to my
side while I used the middle and index finger of the other to slowly
trace up and down the outline of my cock in my underwear. That got her
attention to the area I wanted as I spoke.
"So, what do you think is in here?" I asked as I continued to trace up
and down the outline while glancing down at the bulge.
She giggled but blurted out, "Your weenie!"
"What?" I teased .
Louder she said, "Your wee-nie!" laughing as she broke the last word
into parts.
"That's right. And what..." I said, as I extended my index finger to
between her legs and touched her down between her down between them and
drew it forward and up to what was about the 'top' of her panty clad
pussy slit, "...is in here?"
She giggled as she took a step back and put her hands down there as she
half-shouted, "My sissy!"
"What?" I teased again.
"My (pause to draw in a breath)...SISSY!" she blurted out and giggled.
"THAT's right too". I laughed with her. "So, do you wanna see my
weenie?" (I always like to use THEIR words for the most part too.
The nod.
"And if I show you my weenie, you'll show me your sissy?"
Again, the nod.
"OK. Here goes". With that I stood up and turned my back to her. I
dropped the back of my shorts to expose my butt to her then pulled them
back up again saying, "peek-a-boo". This brought a laugh from her as I
again pulled them down and off.
Now I was naked, alone with this cute little girl in her bedroom, with
her clad only in her panties.
"There you go. How's that?"
She laughed, "That's your BUTT!"
"Well, yeah. Isn't THAT what you wanted to see?"
"Noooo!"
"Well, what then?"
"Turn around!"
"But if I turn around, then you'll be able to see my weenie."
"Yeah!" she giggled at the obvious.
"Oh, so you wanna see my weenie?"
"Yeah" More giggles.
"OK. Heeeere it is". With that I turned around so that my swollen
erection was nearly right in front of her face. Just a little lower,
given her standing height compared to mine.
"OK?" I asked as I slowly lowered myself to my knees, standing as tall
on them as I could in front of her. She nodded yes.
"You can touch it if you want."
She hesitated a few seconds, but at last shook her head no.
"Really, it's OK". With that I took her right hand and brought it up to
my stiffness and wrapped it around mid-shaft with my hand over hers. She
had a serious look on her face as I took my hand away, but she kept hers
there.
"Here, feel it down here", I said pointing down to the base of the
shaft. She relaxed her grip, which was none too tight anyway, and moved
her hand down to the base and against my man-pubic hairs.
Years earlier I had decided that, instead of presenting some kid with a
hard and HAIRY monster for the first time in their lives, I would keep
my cock and pubic area trimmed. I also found that adult women liked it
too. I shaved my cock shaft and balls once every 7-10 days and I trimmed
the pubic hairs back to about 1/2 an inch about once a month. This gave
me manly/adult appearance down there, without looking like a caveman. It
seemed to work.
Part 7
Besides my cock looking like a neatly trimmed man thing to an older girl
or adult woman, it had the added advantage of looking younger to any
younger girl that may have been playing doctor with some little boy
before I came along, and being used to the smooth hairlessness of
younger males. All in all, I always felt the way I kept it looked a lot
less intimidating than if I had just let it go natural.
For a few moments, I directed Lisa to feel and squeeze my cock here and
there. I even had her clamp down on the head a couple of times and
squeeze the blood out of it and watch it re-inflate as I flexed it and
it rapidly filled back up with blood. This brought delighted laughter.
At one point I told her, "God, your little girl hand feels so good
rubbing my cock."
I found that such adult statements generally go over their head as to
the nastiness of it. But they know you're praising their action of
touching you the right way. But the talking 'adult nasty' is mostly for
my benefit or turn-on.
After a bit, when she seemed more relaxed with my exposed penis in front
of her, I slowly reached out between her legs and once more ran the tip
of my index finger along the pantied outline of her girlhood.
"Now," I said gently but firmly, "It's your turn to show me your sissy."
She just looked at me saying nothing. Not wanting to lose the momentum I
said, "Here, I'll help you pull your panties down."
With that I hooked my forefingers on either side of her panties and
began to peel them down over her hips and legs on down to the floor,
where I told her to step out of them.
And there she stood before me...naked.
I shuddered in another deep breath as I allowed the tips of my fingers
on one hand to travel up the inside of her leg to about her mid thigh.
At which point I turned my hand outward and traced the tips of my
fingers down the inside of her other leg. Then back up and down the
other side again as I told her...
"You...really...have...a...very pretty...sissy. You know that?"
She didn't move or speak at this point. So I traced one finger back up
her leg and right to the cleft between her legs. She then shuddered a
little as I drew it forward and up, part her girl-ness as I went, to the
front of her slit where her little clit was. There I drew a few little
circles around her little love button before sliding my finger back down
through her slit.
I then placed my thumb over her clit and ran it down the center of her
slit while bringing my forefinger up, in kind of a pinching motion. I
also traced my finger all over and on all sides of her puffy little girl
mound. It all took only about 2 min. before I broke myself from my
trance looking between her legs as I fingered her, to look back up at
her face and notice her eyes were closed and that she was swaying a
little on her feet.
"Does that feel good?"
The nod.
"It feels good when I finger your little girl pussy?"
"Yes".
I stopped abruptly and she opened her eyes. "Come here, you!" I said as
I gently drew her to me and kissed her softly on the lips while I
reached down and stroked her girlhood while my cock jerked and strained
against her leg.
"Oh, Lisa, I love you so much."
And at that moment I did too. I was hot for this little girl….very hot.
And I loved her with all the lust a man has for a woman. Or a male for a
female, if you prefer.
"You know what would be real fun and feel very good for the both of us?"
She shook her head this time.
"If we rub our privates together, OK?"
"OK"
"OK. Here, turn this way. Spread your legs a little.... That's it. OK.
Here comes my weenie".
With that I slowly thrust my hips out a little and used my hand to point
the shaft down some until the head of my cock was down between her legs.
I then drew back slightly as I rubbed the head back and forth, or up and
down if you like, along the length of her girl slit.
By this time I was leaking precum like crazy and I could see it coating
her vulva and upper inner thighs as I strived to keep my cock on track
between her legs. But it was hard, as I was so excited and trying like
hell not to just let go and cum all over the place.
Finally I just let the pressure of the angle I was at hold the top of my
swollen cock head pressed up against her slit as I leaned back and said,
"Gee, which one of us has a weenie". Because looking down at it like
that it looked like it could be growing out of either one of us.
Of course Lisa laughed at this, time for more adult dirty talk. "God,
honey, I love rubbing my cock all over your little girl pussy. Do you
like it too?"
The nod.
"Tell me, honey. Say, "I love for you to rub you man cock all over my
little girl pussy'".
"I love for you to rub your man cock all over my little girl pussy."
She got it right the first time and I was on my way to cumming.
Part 8
Well, with me holding her hips and leaning a bit back with the head of
my cock between her legs and pressed up against her sweet girl-ness, and
the shaft very visible between us, it would have been very easy for me
to slide the head back and forth a few times along her slit until I came
a gallon all over the place.
But I learned early on that you have to kind of prepare young girls for
that. Otherwise they get a little frightened when your cock erupts and
splashes then with the white stuff. And that fear is often enough to put
them off the whole experience or any other future experiences.
So, at this point, I just tried to calm myself down and I disengaged my
throbbing cock head from between her legs. A truly superhuman feat at
this point, let me tell you.
"Hey, sweetie, what say we go to the big bed." Meaning the master
bedroom and her mom's and my King bed.
"OK."
So there we walked, man and girl, naked down the short hall to the
master bedroom. I swear I almost came from the breeze blowing over my
cock as it bobbed and weaved as I walked with this naked child beside me.
Once there, I threw back the covers and we both jumped onto the bed like
a couple of kids. The true significance of climbing into bed, naked,
with a member of the opposite sex (or same sex, if you're so inclined)
is often lost on the young, but not on me, and I was all the more
excited for it.
But back to the matter at hand. I could not stand any more close contact
with this beautiful child before I blew my load. So I had to do it under
controlled cirCUMstances while I still could.
I won't go into the details here, but I had long since learned how to
explain about a guy (me) cumming to a young girl so that she had a rough
idea of what to expect and that it was a good thing and why.
In a general sense it mostly involved some phrases on how nice it felt
when a girl and man (usually I'd say "boy" at first) touched each other.
Then how one feels when one feels like they have to sneeze, or stretch,
or has to pee really bad (before it starts to hurt) and how GOOD it
feels when you finally do any of those. There are also phrases about
'Happy Juice' and 'man milk', and how while it may cum from the same
place...it's not pee.
So, with all that in mind, I got some of her mom's lotion and lay on my
back with my head slightly propped up by some pillows. Lisa knelt beside
me so she could stroke my cock as directed and also rub my balls (which
I had explained to her earlier hold the man milk). In this position I
was also able to lazily finger her girlhood while she stroked me.
Well, once the lotion was applied and she started to stroke my iron hard
erection, however imperfectly, it didn't take long before my man milk
WAS shooting out.
The first shot, in part, went over my head, but a good glob caught me on
the forehead, then my chest then my belly where it finally dribbled out.
All the while, and the short while leading up to it, I was moaning in
shear delight.
Part 9
In fact, I was moaning with such pleasure, I had to remember to force
myself to keep saying things like "Oh yes, that feels good" or "Yes,
that's good, baby" or "Oh yes, you stroke daddy's cock so nice" (If she
picked up on the daddy part she didn't let on). Anything like any of
those to let her know I was NOT in pain.
In fact, it was just the opposite. An older girl or woman would have
known it was so, but it usually takes/took a younger girl a couple of
times to catch on that they were GOOD moans as opposed to bad moans. But
it was hard to say anything at THE moment I came, except to blurt out a
"YES!" just as I shot.
Afterward I thanked her and praised her for the good job she did, as
well as let her examine my cum a little before we got up and each went
to our own bathrooms (the adults used the master bath, the kids used the
hall bath) to pee and, in my case, to clean up a little.
My cock had gone to a little less than half erect, but was soon at its
fullest again shortly after we both climbed back on the bed. This time
Lisa got to witness the transformation.
Of course I explained to her that it got hard like that because it/I
liked her and liked what we were doing together. I also explained to he
that it was normally soft when at rest or not turned-on by such a pretty
girl.
"Oh, Like Kyle's."
Not sure about having my dick compared to a 3 year old boy's, I agreed
to keep things simple.
Next, I showed her how good it felt to be kissed and licked between her
legs. She thought THAT felt real good.
Then we kissed and hugged and generally had a lot of body and weenie to
sissy contact. I came again, after the properly preparing Lisa, while
rubbing my cock between her thighs.
After, I showed her a special video that I had had edited together just
for that purpose.
It showed several minutes of a couple of gay guys (those are the best
kind of vids to get if you want to show a good looking guy jacking off)
playing with themselves (in front of each other for the turn-on) and
shooting their man milk all over. This one was good because it showed
close ups of their cocks and when they shot, they shot on themselves
instead of each other.
It also had shorts scenes of "girls" (adult women, with small boobs and
shaved or well trimmed pussies, dressed as school girls. Which made them
look more like real school girls to someone like Lisa) giving men blow
jobs and having their pussies licked, and getting gently fucked.
There were several close ups of them sitting on men backward so you
could really see his cock going in and out of her/them. And, of course,
the girls really liked it
This was to give Lisa a better idea that the man milk cumming out was a
normal and good thing and that sucking and licking each other's
privates, and rubbing them together, was what men and women, or boys and
girls, or girls and men could do for fun.
I got her to admit that she had spied on me and her mother when were
"together" and got her to talk a little about what she thought about that.
I also got her to admit that she had been sitting on my weenie for the
past few weeks when it was hard and she knew it. And that she had spied
on me when I was in the bathroom or taking a nap, or caught a peek of my
weenie under my robe, and what she thought at those times as well.
It's too long and detailed and a little confusing to try to explain it,
as she did to me, here. But part of what she said basically boiled down
to that she was intrigued (obviously not her word) and curious, and she
looked for other opportunities to do it again (especially spy on me with
her mom or me sleeping in the nude). And she felt kind of a "good funny"
inside when she would see all those things or sit on my lap.
Well, Lisa and I were lovers for about the next 6 months after that.
Beside being able to do things at home, especially being able to sleep
together naked all night, we did exciting things like go to the park (we
had a rather big nature park near us) and go off into the bushes and get
nearly naked and play with each other, including licking or sucking or
69ing or me "fucking" her between her thighs from the rear.
She liked that because when I would cum I would thrust forward and my
cock would be poking out in front of her when I came like it was her
cock. Besides the rubbing against her pussy feeling good, it made her
laugh to see her shoot like that.
Or we'd go to the movies and sit in back and feel each other up. I'd
slip out my cock and stick my hand down her unbuttoned pants and into
her panties, if she wore some that day. Or she'd sit on my lap in her
skirt, without panties, with my dick out. Just a "father and daughter"
enjoying a movie together.
As far as actually fucking her went, that was kind of an involved
process which we mostly just did at the house.
She was always very tight. I had to use lots of lube and take some time
each time just to work it into her a little more than halfway. But once
it was in, she was good for a whole session or two that same night.
During such sessions, the act of actually fucking her (moving my cock in
and out or back and forth in her tight girl-ness), only lasted about 4
or 5 minutes. She would be so tight and I would be so "worked up" about
fucking her that I couldn't last much longer once we got going.
But I tell you, there is nothing like blowing your load in such a sweet
little girl's hole.
Shooting in a pussy feels good at any time or at any age. But there is
just something special about those preteens that make you cum all the
harder.
Lisa's mom and I had a falling out so we broke up about 6 months later.
I still saw Lisa a number of times after that (her mom wanted to break
her away from me slowly so she wouldn't be too hurt) and I savored every
minute of my time with her.
I will never forget her. Excuse me while I go jerk off to her memory.
The End