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Afternoon with Kristen (Mg, cons)
by Mortimer Snerd
I was 29 and had a wife and two kids, the year I took a week's vacation
to visit my mom in Kentucky. We drove down in the family car (which was
an
experience in itself... my 4year-old daughter got carsick on the way, and
my 3-year-old son was hard to keep entertained), and planned on staying at
my mom's place for the week, since she had the extra room. It was always
good to see her, and my sister also lived in the area with her two boys.
This promised to be a good visit.
It was late September, but in Kentucky, the weather was still warm and
pleasant. We ate a lot of our meals picnic-style outside, and everyone had
a good time. A good friend of my mom's came over to join the party,
bringing her young daughter with her. The girl was an adorable but
precocious little 8-year-old blond. Mind you, the girl was taller than an
8-year-old had a right to be... her father was tall, and this one --
Kristen was her name -- had gotten his genes. She stood only about 5 or
6
inches shorter than me, like a petite 14-year-old with a flat chest. Add
to this that she was very bright, and it made for quite an interesting
little girl. She looked and acted like someone much older than she really
was.
Over the next few days, it became apparent to me that Kristen was
developing a bit of a crush on me. She was a little coquette whenever I
was around, tossing her hair, hanging onto my arm, and so forth. I'm sure
she was aware of how mature she seemed for her age, and she probably used
that to her advantage. At any rate, I found her entertaining and
intriguing. I've always had an attraction to young girls, but I've usually
managed to keep it in check. Kristen was especially good at pushing my
buttons, but with my family around me, I had no intention of letting her
too far into my head...
One day later in the week, there was a hot-air-balloon festival on the
other side of town, and we all piled in and went to enjoy it. It was a
nice, sunny day, although a tad cooler than it had been, and most of us
brought light jackets. Our group staked out an area of grass and sat down
to await the launch. We were sitting in a long line, most of us in
cross-legged "Indian" style. Kristen, who was wearing a sweat-jacket and
shorts, took it upon herself to plop down in my lap, sitting between my
crossed legs, then leaning sensuously back against me, as if she were my
girlfriend or something. I was startled, but I didn't want to be rude and
shoo her away, so I just went with it. I leaned back on my outstretched
arms, supporting us both as we awaited the launch. (There was probably
still about a 45-minute wait, at that point.)
My intentions up to that point had been pure, but as we sat that way,
I
couldn't help but begin to take notice of this pretty young thing that had
"claimed" me. Her blond hair fell back against my chest, and it smelled
like springtime. Her firm young body was relaxed fully against me,
bringing the top of her head to just under my chin. She had wiggled her
little butt backward against my crotch, and God help me, I started to get
a
hard-on! There was no way for anyone else to see, thankfully, but with
Kristen's warm body pressed against me, it was impossible to fight it. I'm
not sure if she felt it (or knew what it was, anyway), but I sure did. As
it grew, a flood of indecent thoughts began racing through my mind,
thinking about the little girl in my lap. I glanced to either side of me,
and saw that nobody was paying much attention to us, they were all busy
watching the balloonists prepare for takeoff. Casually, I shifted my
weight a little and put both my arms around Kristen in a loose hug. She
quickly put her hands over mine, happily hugging my arms to her middle.
Shortly after that, she repositioned her oversized jacket so that it
covered her lap and our arms at the same time, acting like she was chilled
as she snuggled against me. I'm sure this was mostly for show, and it had
the effect of hiding our hands from everyone else.
What was I getting into, here? This little girl was teasing me, whether
she knew it or not. It was almost like she was inviting me to feel her up.
Feel her up? She's only 8! Yeah, but she's the sexiest 8-year-old I've
ever seen, and she wants me! How about just a little playing, you know she
wants it. But my wife is sitting here, next to me! My sister is on the
other side! So what, they'll never know... her jacket will hide
everything. But what if Kristen says something to give it away? She
won't, she's too smart for that. But what if... JUST DO IT, MAN!!
By this time, on its own, my hand had started slowly caressing her
tummy. When I realized that, I knew I was committed (or should be).
Kristen snuggled a little closer and murmured contentedly, so softly that
only I could hear it. Well, here goes, I thought... you've always dreamed
of something like this, now here's your chance. Go for it. So I carefully
expanded my slow caresses, a little further, a little higher... when I
reached Kristen's undeveloped nipples, she shuddered once and then cuddled
closer still, nuzzling her head under my chin. I made soft, circular
motions around first one nipple, then the other. I could feel them turn
hard at my touch, which was enough to encourage me to go on. Damn the
torpedoes, full speed ahead!
Kristen's shorts were the elastic-waist, stretchy kind, and they had
previously shown off her firm little butt. They had even hinted at her
soft pussy-lips, the way they formed around her. I began to slide my hand
down toward the waistband, gently gathering up her shirt until I felt her
bare tummy under my fingers. I ran my fingers along the band, just barely
slipping under the edge of it. Quietly, I asked her, "Are you
comfortable?", which would sound to anyone else like I was purely concerned
with the way she was sitting, but which would be an opportunity for Kristen
to give me an encrypted "yea or nay" on whether I should go further.
"Mm-hmmm," she replied, wiggling against me for emphasis. That was
encouragement enough for me. I smoothly slid my fingers under the
waistband and headed downward... slowly, slowly... until I finally
touched her warm, soft pussy. She shuddered again, and my hard-on felt
like it could cut glass, I was so excited by the feel of her. I had always
dreamed of fondling a preteen pussy, and now my dream was coming true!
Kristen was completely smooth and hairless, of course, and so soft to
the touch. The way she was sitting against me, her legs were spread almost
as far as mine, so I was able to trace all around her warm, young sex. She
was as quiet as a mouse, giving nothing away as I fondled her, completely
comfortable with our sexual play. Her breathing was getting a little
faster and deeper, but that was the only outward sign anyone else would
have been able to see. Getting bolder, I reached down around past the
other end of her puffy lips, almost to her ass, then slowly slid back
upward, taking her young pussy firmly in my hand, putting just a little
pressure on the area of her clit with my palm. Kristen jumped a little and
took a deep breath when I did that, but she quickly caught herself and went
back to her poker-face. The only other signal she gave, and for me alone,
was to grab my other arm tighter and squeeze me to her. What a little find
she was! I nuzzled the top of her head lovingly, inhaling her fresh,
little-girl smell, marveling at my turn of luck.
As I cradled and played with my little "girlfriend", I began tracing the
moist slit where her lips parted. 8 years old or not, she was getting
well-lubricated on her own! I let one finger slip deeper into her growing
moistness and heat, exploring for that tender opening I knew was there.
Finding it, I gently wiggled in a few inches, until I bumped into her young
hymen. I didn't dare risk tearing that, right here -- Kristen was cooler
than I had a right to expect, but that would be something she would
certainly react to -- so I began fingering her just to that depth. She
responded by squeezing my arm more tightly to her tummy, then in time to
my
stroking and fondling. I glanced around me again, unable to believe that
I
was sitting here between my wife and my sister, fingering an 8-year-old
pussy, and nobody knew!
I'd have liked to continue our sex-play for longer, but Kristen's
breathing was getting heavy enough that I thought I should give her a break
before she gave us away. So I reluctantly pulled out my finger and slowly
withdrew my hand from her shorts. I caught a faint whiff of her
girl-juices, loving it but hoping nobody else would notice it, out here in
the open air. Kristen's breathing began to return to normal, and I gently
hugged her with both arms. She hugged me to her, hard, then she started
to
get up. I had a moment's panic, quickly re-arranging my clothes so as not
to show the quarter-sized wet spot on the front of my pants, or my
still-bulging hard-on. I also had no idea what Kristen was planning to do.
Had I scared her by moving faster or going farther than she wanted? Was
she going to spill the beans and land me in jail?
My fears were quickly put to rest when Kristen spoke. First, she
muttered something about not realizing she'd be this chilly in shorts, sort
of a comment directed at nobody in particular. Then she looked at me.
"Would you take me back to the house real quick, so I can put on some long
pants? We'll be back in plenty of time for the balloon launch." "Sure,
Kristen, I wouldn't mind," was my obvious line, and with that, the two of
us had invented a plausible excuse to go off by ourselves. I marvelled at
my little girl's cool-headedness and ingenuity, once again, as we got up
and headed for the parking lot.
In the car, Kristen sat close to me, leaning her head on my shoulder for
the short drive to her house. Neither of us said a word about what had
just happened between us, but it was obvious that she had enjoyed it...
and probably wanted more! I knew I did, anyway. I put my hand on her
smooth, young thigh, absently stroking it while I drove.
At the house, I naturally followed her to the door, and once inside, I
took ahold of her and turned her to face me. Putting my arms around the
small of her back and looking into her eyes, I simply said, "We'll have to
keep this to ourselves, you know." She smiled at me and replied, in her
precociously adult way, "My lips are sealed!" "Not for long," I told her,
and covered them with with my own.
We melted into each other, Kristen following my cue and learning
quickly. We were just the right height for one another, her upturned mouth
mating with mine so easily that I had to remind myself she was only 8, not
14 or 15. The thought sent a thrill through me again, as I ran my hands
over her taut little body, her strong, firm back, her undeveloped chest,
her softly-rounded ass. An 8-year-old! This was beyond my wildest wet
dreams!
I knew we didn't have all day, because they would start missing us at
the balloon festival before too long. So I gathered Kristen into my arms
and picked her up, carrying her into her bedroom and sitting her down on
her bed. "Can I help you 'change clothes'?" I asked, reaching for the
zipper on her jacket and helping her out of it. "I'd like that," she
replied. So I proceeded to help her pull off her shorts, then her shirt.
She sat there in front of me in just her panties, like a teenaged nymph
with no breasts. I sat down next to her and touched one of her nipples,
and she shuddered like before. "Kiss me again?" she asked simply, and I
drew her chin up to meet me, fondling her nipples as we met and locked.
With our lips connected, I helped her scoot back further onto the bed,
then laid us both down, side-by side at first. After a moment more, I
rolled her onto her back, reaching for her chest again. "I want to kiss
these, is that okay?" I asked, "Uh-huh," she said, "but I'm sorry they're
not big, like you're used to." "They're still beautiful," I told her,
leaning down to kiss and suckle on first one, then the other nipple. She
drew in her breath and shuddered, then took ahold of my head with both
hands and held me to her. "Ohhh, that's nice! I never knew they could
feel so good!" she said breathlessly. 8 years old! My dick felt like it
was going to tear through my pants, this was such a turn-on!
Scooting lower, I took ahold of Kristen's panties and gently pulled them
down, to which she didn't object in the slightest. I noticed that they
were pretty damp at the crotch, from her fragrant girl-juices flowing
during our foreplay. Foreplay? Where do you think this is going, she's
only 8! Yeah, but I know where this is going, and I don't think there's
any way to stop it. Her little pussy came into view, and it was as
beautiful a sight as I had ever seen. I tugged her panties further down
and helped her pull one leg out, then I gently spread her knees apart. Her
young pussy parted open for me, and I dove in, taking her in my mouth.
Kristen gasped as I locked onto her, arching her back as I probed her with
my tongue. The taste of her young pussy was indescribable, and the smell
of her sex was overpowering! A husky "Ohhhh..." was the only thing to come
out of her mouth, as her words failed her in this new wash of sensation.
She took ahold of my head again, pulling me hard against her young,
hairless pubic mound. It took just a few minutes of my intense oral
stimulation, and she went into her first orgasm, her hips bucking against
my face, her young muscles clamping onto my tongue. She wrapped her legs
around me, and with my hands holding onto her thrusting hips, we bucked our
way through the most intense female orgasm I've ever seen. I let her ride
it out, her pleasure consuming us both as the waves crashed over her.
Before she had completely passed her peak, I reached one hand around and
slid a finger back into her 8-year-old pussy. Still sucking on her clit,
I
found her hymen again and quickly broke it with my finger. It didn't
resist much, and in her orgasmic state, Kristen hardly noticed. I left the
finger in there, now able to slide gently into her body much deeper than
before. As her climax began to subside, I pulled my mouth from her, but
I
gently and slowly slid my finger in and out of her, rubbing her clit with
my thumb. She was tight, as I expected, but this little girl was so much
taller than a normal 8-yearold, and she had a pussy deep and inviting
enough to match the rest of her. "That was wonderful!" she said between
gasping breaths, her undeveloped chest rising and falling seductively.
"How about if you help me get my clothes off, too?" I asked, and she
obliged, helping my one free hand as I undid my pants and wiggled out of
them. My hard-on sprang into view, and she immediately wanted to touch it.
"Can I kiss it, like you kissed me?" she asked. I was thrilled, but I knew
we were short on time, and I really wanted to screw this little nymph in
the worst way! "Maybe just a little," I said, "I want to try something
else, in a minute." Kristen leaned over and planted a soft kiss on the head
of my dick, then licked off the drop of pre-cum that had re-formed there.
"Is that what I taste like?" she asked. "Sort of like that," I said, "try
putting your mouth around the end of it a little." She did, and in spite
of
my desire to move along, I had a wave of intense pleasure, seeing this
8-year-old taking me into her mouth! It was difficult not to cum right
there, but I fought it back.
She licked and sucked on me for a few moments, driving me close to the
edge. My breathing was getting a bit ragged, and it was with great
reluctance that I gently pushed her away. "That was really nice," I said,
catching my breath, "but let's try this, now," I said, laying her back onto
the bed. She looked up into my eyes, as I positioned myself over her and
between her legs, keeping my weight off of her body for the most part. My
one finger had never left her, but now I positioned my dick at her pussy
and started to withdraw my finger as my dick took its place. Kristen
reached up to put her arms around my neck, her eyes still holding mine as
if to say, "I want this. I want you. Take me!" I began to push into her,
very slowly, very gently, not wanting to hurt my little lover in the least
little way, but aching to be inside her. Her eyes closed then, and as her
young vagina stretched to accept me, she grimaced just ever-so-slightly.
She felt absolutely wonderful, so tight and hot around me as I slowly slid
into her! The lubrication of all our previous play made it easy, compared
to what I was prepared for, and soon I was deep into her preteen body, my
aching cock throbbing in her hot, delicious 8-year-old cunt!
As I reached the end of her vagina, just pressing against her cervix and
my balls touching her hot, young ass, I stopped and simply held us together
that way. Kristen opened her eyes again. "Is this called 'making love'?"
she asked me. "Yes, it is," I told her, "and right now, I can't think of
anyone I'd rather be doing it with." She smiled, closed her eyes, and
pulled me closer so she could kiss me. She was so tall for her age, we
were just the right match for each other, me and this sexy little preteen
fox, and it was an easy thing for me to lock lips with her as we pressed
fully together. I tried to keep most of my weight off of her, as I pulled
myself partway out, then all the way back into her, starting to pump
slowly. She began to match me, and very soon it wasn't slow pumping
anymore. We ended in frantic thrusting, Kristen reaching another climax and
clamping down on me just as my own orgasm hit with full force. My balls
contracted almost painfully, as I squirted load after load of semen into
her young body. She whimpered in ecstasy at first, then broke our kiss and
said, "Yes! Yes!" in such a husky, sexy voice that it could have come from
a 20-year-old! In her youthful eagerness, Kristen kept thrusting against
me over and over, her energy taking over for both of us. It was my first
time with a girl so young, and it was her first time with anyone... and
we
were both drunk with it, feverishly clutching and clawing like animals, my
29-year-old cock and her 8-year-old cunt devouring every wonderful inch of
each other.
Finally, we both began to tire out, and our passion subsided. I hated
to do it, but we had to think about getting back. "We need to get going,
love. People are going to miss us," I told her with true regret. "You're
right, I guess," she said, then chuckled, "I'd better find those long pants
to wear!" I looked at her mischievous expression, overcome with desire for
this little nymph. I hated the thought of pulling out of her, knowing we
might never get another chance like this. "Kristen?" I said to her.
"Yes?" "Thank you for a wonderful afternoon of loving. I'll carry this
with me forever, and I hope you will, too. It will have to be our secret,
though, it's nobody else's business." "You can count on me," she said, and
kissed me. Somehow, I knew she would hold to our pact and keep this
afternoon to herself. It was just understood between us.
We reluctantly pulled apart and got dressed. The entire time at the
house had only been about 35 minutes, but the room reeked of sex. I could
only hope that it would dissipate before she and her mom came home, later.
And I knew we had to hurry back. We raced across town, Kristen sitting
close to me again, her hand in my lap, threatening to bring back the dead.
I tried to be parental for a few minutes, cautioning Kristen about who she
took to bed in the future. "You're a beautiful little girl, and lots of
guys are going to want to get in your pants," I told her, "But not everyone
is going to be gentle and considerate. You could even get pregnant and
have a baby while you're still in school." "Can that happen from what we
did today?" she asked, concerned. "You're probably still too young to get
pregnant, but it's not impossible. I knew I couldn't do it, though,
because I had a vasectomy after our two kids were born. I'm sterile."
"What's a 'vasec...' never mind, I probably don't want to know," she said.
"All you need to know," I told her, "is that I would never have risked
getting you pregnant. And anybody who cares about you will feel the same,
and take some kind of precautions." She accepted that, and I kissed the top
of her head, drawing another longing whiff of her scent.
When we got to the festival and walked back over to our crowd, everyone
exclaimed, "Where were you two? The balloons are starting to go up!" "The
traffic's gotten a lost worse, out there..." I began, and Kristen chimed
in, "...and we had a really hard time finding a parking space!" That's my
girl, I thought, always quick on her feet... and off them, too, for that
matter! We watched as the balloons launched, one after the other, and I
don't think anything has ever looked as beautiful, I was in such a
contented state of mind. Despite having cleaned myself up at the house,
I
could still taste Kristen's heavenly juices in my mouth. I gave her a
chaste-looking hug, as she sat with me, both of us silently remembering.
I never got another opportunity to be alone with Kristen, and we left
for home a few days later. She apparently kept true to her word, because
no police ever showed up at my door. The experience had apparently been
as
fulfilling for her as it had been for me. Far from "traumatizing" her, I
had introduced her to sex in a loving, caring way. I saw her once again,
many years later, and although there still seemed to be a special bond
between us, we never talked about that day, and we never made love again.
By this time, Kristen had grown taller than me, anyway, so she was probably
looking at much taller men. But I will always remember that one day we
shared, when she was only 8 years old...
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