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   My Little Neighbor, Amanda
   Part 7
   I awoke with a start, as if my mind knew I'd been asleep too long.  The
house was still except for the TV, which was now tuned to some prime time
show.  Amanda and I had been watching golf when we fell asleep, now it was
twilight and still Julie wasn't home.
   "Your mom should be home by now" I told the just waking and stretching
beautiful little 8 year old girl.
   "Maybe she called while we were sleeping?" she offered hopefully.
   I checked my cell but she hadn't called.  We were both concerned.  Julie
should have returned from shopping hours ago and she didn't have a cell
phone so I couldn't call her.
   "Any idea where she might be?" I asked Amanda.
   "No" was all she said.
   "Well, I'm hungry.  Let's start dinner and hopefully she'll be here
soon."
   "'Kay" was her response, as she headed for the hall bath.  I watched her
all the way.  I was so in love with her it hurt.  I never wanted to be
without her.  Couldn't be.  She was already all that I lived for.
   But I was worried.  Julie had left around 2:00 this afternoon to go
shopping, and here it was nearly 8:15.  Something was wrong.
   I dug out ingredients from the fridge and cupboards and, with my
thoughts on Julie, and Amanda of course, I mindlessly went about preparing
our supper.  I couldn't imagine what could be keeping her.  The mall wasn't
closed yet, but I didn't think she could have spent this long shopping for
clothes.  And if she were going to be away for this long wouldn't she have
called to let us know?  Yes, she would, or at least I thought so. 
Something was definitely not right, and I grew more and more concerned as
the minutes passed.
   Amanda, as was now her habit, was setting the table and helping me in
the kitchen.  She was quiet and I could tell she was worried too, though
she didn't say so.  And her faced showed her concern.  Finally, when our
meal was mostly done and there was not much left to do, I turned to my
love, picked her up and set her on the counter in front of me.
   "Honey, do you know anyone we could call, maybe a friend she might have
gone to visit or something like that?" I asked.
   "No.  She has some friends, but I don't know their numbers."
   "Ok, well try not to worry.  I'm sure everything's fine.  Let's try to
eat something and hopefully she'll be here soon.  If not we'll go look for
her.  Maybe her car broke down, or something important came up" I said,
though, again, she should've called by now.
   We ate and talked a little.  Amanda seemed more and more worried with
each passing minute.  We finished eating, cleaned and put away dishes, and
still no Julie.
   "Alright, let's go take a ride to the mall.  Maybe we'll see her car
there or on the road along the way back." I tried to sound as upbeat and
positive as I could.
   I jotted a quick note to leave in case Julie came home while we were out
looking for her, then we jumped in the car and pulled out.  Amanda
immediately slid over next to me and pulled my arm around her.  I could
tell she was starting to become frightened.  I was too.
   I drove slowly and we both scanned the sides of the roads on the way to
the mall, but didn't see her, or any cars for that matter, along the
roadway.  When we arrived at the shopping center we drove up and down
dozens of rows of cars in the parking lot, but never did see hers.
   We went inside the main entrance which is in the middle of the mall with
wings of stores going off in opposite directions.  We decided to split up
and each take a wing.  I went left, Amanda right.
   After searching faces and stores on my side of the mall with no results,
I waited for Amanda back at the main entrance lobby area.  After a few
minutes I saw Amanda walking back dejectedly.  She obviously had had no
luck either.
   "Adam, I'm sacred.  Where's my mom?" Amanda asked, and a tear formed and
hung inside her eye for a moment before sliding down her cheek.
   "I know, darling.  I know.  I'm worried too." I could think of nothing
of comfort to offer her.  I squatted down and wiped the tear from her face,
and she reached out and pulled me to her, clinging to me for support.
   "Maybe she'll be home by the time we get there?" she sniffled and tried
to smile.  Such a strong little girl.
   "Yes, hopefully." I responded.  But I didn't have much hope of that
really.  She had my cell number and surely would call if she returned and
saw my note.  No, something was up, and I had a bad feeling.
   We drove home, still searching along the way to avail.  But when I
pulled into the drive, we were both very surprised and overjoyed to see her
car in the driveway next door.  She was home!!
   Amanda lept from the car and ran to their house, but when she tried the
door it was still locked.  The lights in the house were not on either.  She
looked back to me, as I was just getting out of the car, and we both looked
to Julie's little blue car.  It was packed with bags from many of the
stores we had just searched.  Then as we got closer we could see Julie was
still in the car, but she wasn't looking to us.  She was slumped over
sideways against the driver door and window.  As I slowly cracked the door
open it was immediately apparent.
   Julie was drunk.  The car reeked of alcohol.
   As I opened the door wider I had to reach in and keep her from falling
out.  Amanda held the door and I reached in, gathered her up, and carried
her toward my house.  She was completely out.  Even the jostling of
carrying her up the steps did nothing to revive her.
   This made no sense to me.  Was Julie an alcoholic?  I hadn't thought so.
We had shared a beer and a glass of wine on two separate occasions and I
hadn't gotten that impression.  Nor had she asked for or seemed to want
more than I'd offered.  Strange.
   But at least she was home.
   Amanda was overjoyed, and that, too, I thought a little odd.  I mean, of
course she would be happy that her mother was safe and home, but her
drunken state didn't seem to make an impression on Amanda.  Had she seen
her like this before?  Was that it?
   We put Julie in the guest bedroom, removed her shoes, pulled blankets
over her, and left her to rest.  I went to my room to change into shorts
and a tshirt for the evening.  Amanda changed too, then went to the
bathroom, brushed her hair and teeth, then met me in the kitchen.
   "Well, I'm glad she made it home ok" I began.
   "Ya, me too" was all Amanda said.
   "Honey, has this happened much in the past?" I asked.
   Amanda looked away and with eyes downcast she nodded.  Poor thing.
   Well, this makes sense, doesn't it?  Julie had seemed like an
intelligent, capable woman and something in the back of my mind had
wondered why she seemed to be struggling in life.  I figured she had just
been the victim of choosing bad boyfriends and an early pregnancy, but this
made more sense.
   Amanda fell into my arms again and I hugged her tightly.
   "It's alright, sweetheart.  Everything is going to be just fine. 
Really. Trust me."
   I couldn't even imagine how hard this might have been on her.  A little
girl alone in the world except for her mother, who had a drinking problem.
Maybe this was the source of Amanda's precociousness.  If she were the one
taking care of Julie, instead of the other way around, that would account
for her mature personality..
   Amanda sobbed into my chest for a while before pulling away and looking
onto my eyes.
   "Adam, you really love me, right?" she asked, as if she really didn't
know but needed to.
   "Of course, darling, you know that.  I know we've only known each other
a short time, but everything I've told you is true.  I love you more than
anything or anyone in the world, and I never, ever, want to be without
you."
   She snuffled and wiped her face with a tissue I gave her, and she smiled
up at me.  Then, calmly and sweetly, she wrapped her hands around my neck
and pulled me to her lips, kissed my deeply and passionately, then told me,
"I never, ever, want to be without you either."
   As badly as this night could have turned out, I felt fortunate that
everything was alright again.  Yes, I'd discovered a dark side to Julie,
but Amanda and I could handle that, and we would always be there for each
other, no matter what else might happen in the world.
   "Well.  Want to watch a movie?" I asked Amanda.  I was still crouched
down to her level, arms around one another, and much love passing between
us.  I thought a movie might take our minds off the events of the day and
help us relax.  Amanda, though, had other ideas.
   She slowly, without taking her eyes from mine, shook her head from side
to side.
   "You don't want to watch a movie?" I asked, a quizzical smile forced
upon me.
   "No, Adam." Her eyes stayed locked to mine, and that small, coy smile
appeared again.
   Really?  I was starting to understand my little lover.
   "Well, sugarplum, what would you like to do?"
   She just continued to look into my eyes without saying a word.  Then I
felt pressure on the back of my neck as she pulled me to her again,
stronger and with more force, and kissed me harder than she ever had
before. We kissed and kissed, and pulled each other closer.  I could feel
the passion in her rising, her body pressed against mine, sweet, luscious
little moans escaped her lips.  I broke our embrace and pulled back a
little so I could see her eyes again.
   "No movie, huh?" I asked again.
   "No, Adam."
   I smiled, and she smiled, knowingly.  I rose with her still in my arms
and she never stopped staring into my eyes as I carried her out of the
kitchen, down the hall past her sleeping mother, and into my bedroom, where
I lay her gently down onto my bed.
   As I pulled my shirt up and off, she stood and began undressing too,
still looking deeply into my soul, or so it seemed.  Then, in the dark,
with cool night air around us, we were naked before one another.  There was
no hurry.  There was no awkwardness.  She only looked away from my eyes to
take in the rest of me.  I felt a little uneasy under her gaze, but when
she'd seen all of me there was to see, her eyes once again came to mine and
she smiled that beautiful smile again.
   "Adam, will you make love to me?  Right now?"
   Oh.  My.  God.
   "Darling, you know I love you, and you know I want to, but I'm just a
little worried that you're still so small, that I might hurt you" I told
her truthfully.
   "I'll be nine in less than a month" she teased.
   "I know, I know" I laughed.  "But even nine is a little early for sex,
don't you think?"
   "No" without hesitation.
   "No?"
   "Not if you're in love with someone it's not" was her retort.
   "Well, even if you are in love with someone, it's a little soon" was
mine.
   Why was I arguing with a gorgeous nine year old that wanted me to
deflower her?  Because.
   Because somewhere deep down inside I knew that in the future she would
think about this night, and from the perspective of an older Amanda, might
not believe that she really had been ready, or that I should have allow it
to happen.  Or was I just scared?  I'd convinced myself over the years that
this would never really happen, couldn't happen.  Now it had been building
over the last week with more and more passionate physical contact between
us and I realized I really was a bit nervous.  Would she like it?  Would it
really hurt her too much?  And then from a dark corner of my mind, 'would I
get caught'?  I was taking a step that I couldn't back out of.  Yes,
technically I'd already done enough to spend a decade in a very bad place,
(that has no little girls!, but this next step seemed like a big one.
   Maybe I shouldn't.  Maybe she'd love me more in a year or so for having
waited?  I couldn't believe I was struggling so hard with something that
I'd craved for most of my life.
   But Amanda was having none of it.
   "Adam.  I know I'm still little, but you like me being little don't
you?" she asked.
   "Yes, Amanda, I do." I admitted.
   "Ok then.  And you've made me feel really good, right?" she continued.
   "Yes, I guess I have.  And you've made me feel really good too."
   "I know.  But this would be better than good, wouldn't it?  I mean, you
said it feels better than anything didn't you?", stubbornly.
   "Yes, I did say that.  And yes, it is a wonderful thing.  And when it
does happen for us I want it to be very special for you.  I'm just worried
that, you know, the first time hurts for some girls, even girls that are
older than you." I resisted.
   "Adam, I know it might hurt.  If it does I'll tell you and we can stop.
But I want to make you happy too.  I know you want to, and I want to do it
for you."
   She really did love me, didn't she?  I still could hardly believe it. 
She was so young, and even though mature for her age, I was taken aback. 
She seemed to have thought this through and really wanted it.  God knows I
wanted it too, probably much more than she, but I wanted this to be a
permanent relationship.  I wanted to be with Amanda forever, I knew that
now.  It wasn't just sex.  (Did I really just say that???)
   "Oh honey, I'm spilling over with love for you right now.  Even though
you are younger than me, when we're together I feel like we're complete
equals, there is no age, there's nothing else, just you and I.  And that
you want so much to please me means the world to me.  I can't believe how
lucky I am to have found you and to have you in my life now.  So I can't
tell you no.  I'll never tell you no, darling."
   Amanda, triumphant and now elated, pulled me toward her on the bed.
   "Wait", I said, "let's at least try to make this more special."
   She watched me turn and leave.  I went to the kitchen and poured two
glasses of sweet wine.  No, I wasn't going to get her drunk, but I thought
a little might help her relax, when she needed to most.  Then to the living
room where I grabbed a couple of candles, then back to my sweet little
prize.
   Believe me when I tell you that I was shaking and very nervous with
anticipation.  This was it!!  It was really going to happen!  I'm going to
walk back in there and fuck that hot little girl!  I cannot communicate the
feelings I was experiencing to you, dear reader.  I only hope that you can
one day find what I have, and can experience it for yourself.
   I entered my bedroom and my beautiful little nymphet was atop my bed,
nude and beautiful, doing her best to look pretty for me.  She was laying
on her tummy, arms folded under her cheek, her long hair flowing down her
curved back.  Her body was a work of art.  Pure perfection and
flawlessness. The moon was throwing just enough light into the room that
her body glowed bluish against the white bed cover.  She knew that I loved
looking at her body, and she now loved it too.  It made her feel special.
It made her feel sexy.  She didn't know exactly what was about to happen,
but she knew she wanted it.
   And even if it hurt, she wouldn't let Adam know.  She knew how badly he
needed this.  She could tell from the way he had pressed into her little
bottom that first night they were together.  She could tell by the way he
looked at her now.  He looked hungry.  He looked like he was completely in
love with her.  And this, no one else knew, was what meant the most to her.
She could tell he loved her, maybe even more than her own mother did.  He
always wanted to be with her.  He like touching her and making her feel
good.  He liked doing things for her and treating her like a little lady.
And he even said he wanted to be with her forever and ever.  And that's
what she had longed for the most.  On all those nights when she had been
home alone, waiting for her mother to return.  Wondering if she would
return.  Now she had someone that would never leave her alone.  She loved
her mother, of course, but the years of drinking and bad boyfriends had
taken a toll on Amanda.  She needed more, and now she had Adam.  She never
felt so happy, so loved, and so much love for someone else.  She thought it
a miracle that he was here with her, and always would be.  Of course she
wanted to please him.  He was her knight in shining armor.  Her prince. 
Her lover.
   Adam lit the candles and placed one on each nightstand.  The flames
danced and threw pretty shadows around the room.  He then came and sat next
to Amanda, took a long sip of wine, and handed Amanda her glass.
   "Is this wine?" she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
   "Uh huh.  If you don't like it, it's ok."
   She took a small sip and it was just sweet enough that she didn't not
like it.  It was warm in her throat and on down into her tummy.  She sipped
again.
   Adam smiled, took another drink, and placed his glass on the nightstand.
Amanda took another, bigger sip from her's and handed it back to Adam.  She
reclined again and arched her back, like the sexy girls and models do.  She
thought he'd like that.
   Adam took in the incredible sight before him.  Her extraordinary beauty
was undeniable, even for men who weren't into little girls.  Exquisite
features, the softest most supple skin ever, a full, slightly heavy bottom,
and only a slight flare of hips could be noticed from just the right angle.
Long legs and pretty little feet, everything about her was angelic
perfection.  He was ready.  He would take his time and make this the most
incredible night of both their lives.
   Amanda sat up on the bed next to Adam, leaning into his body.  "Can I
have another sip?", looking to the glasses on the nightstand.
   I smiled, glad that she didn't hate it, and slowly handed my lover the
glass.  She took quite a swallow, accompanied by a gulp, and had consumed a
large portion of the remaining fruity nectar.
   "That should be enough" I whispered.  Considering she didn't weigh 60
pounds, 3 or 4 ounces of wine really should be plenty.
   She reached over and placed her glass on the table, took mine and placed
it next to hers.  Both were nearly empty.  She then took my hand and pulled
me up, turned me around, and sat on the bed in front of me.  Everything was
moving in slow motion.  Each subtle movement she made aroused me more. 
Pheromones were pouring from us both, and I was heady with desire.  My cock
had been hard for quite a while and some clearish precum was already oozing
out and down along my shaft.  Amanda looked up at me, smiled, then directed
her attention to my pulsing penis.  I could hear blooding pumping in head.
Could feel my heart beating hard and rapidly.  Amanda took my cock in her
hands and noticed the slipperiness already there.
   "Did the sperms already come out?" she asked, curiously, hands now
sliding over and around my cockhead.  Tiny little hands and fingers
delicately tugging, gently stroking further down as more lubricant was
available with each squeeze.  I was fucking on fire!  Never had I felt so
much pent-up desire, so much need.  Yep, it was on now.  I was going to
fuck this little girl silly!
   "No honey, not yet.  This happens when a man is really really excited.
And you have me more excited than I've ever been in my life."
   I placed a hand to her cheek and she looked up to me.  I looked down
upon her gorgeous face and saw her hands between us, working my cock
slowly, learning with each touch and caress just what felt best for me,
returning to those places.  One hand lower on my shaft, one one my head
making little circles, then a tug, and around again.  Every pass over my
head brought forth more and more precum, and soon her hands were glistening
in the moonlight.  I was out of my mind with lust.  I wanted to ravage her
body and torture her with more powerful orgasms that she could stand.  Her
little hands made my cock look grotesquely huge and powerful, and she was
smiling and she squeezed a little tighter, stroked a little further.  It
was a handjob from heaven, and I was going to cum, soon!
   "Honey, You're going to make me cum really soon!" I warned her.  Hot cum
was swirling around my balls, pressure building through my cock, my head
bulging in her hand.  It was cumming and nothing could stop it.
   Amanda looked up at me excitedly, then back down at my cock, back up to
me, smiling, then bowed her head and lowered her mouth to me.  I hadn't
felt her sweet lips and tongue on my cock yet, this was the first time, and
she instantly launched me into a crushing orgasm!  It scared me as it came
over me.  My hands on both side of Amanda's head, I could feel her bobbing
and sliding over the head of my cock.  Each time her lips crested over the
rim of my head it tickled my balls and called for the cum that was building
below.  My body began shaking, I knew I was going to completely lose
control.  My core began to spasm, my hips started bucking, and Amanda
moaned long and sweety into my cock.  The sweet vibration and sensuous
sound was the last straw.
   "OH HONEY!!" was all I could manage as the full power my orgasm began to
wash over me, then I could speak no more.  Animalistic grunts and growls
bellowed out of me and white hot electric fire seared through my cock.  My
head riveted back, mouth agape, a silent scream as I exploded massive gobs
of cum into Amanda's mouth.  She was surely unprepred for this massive
assault, but not once did she try to pull away from my cocks.  Tidal waves
of my silky sperm slammed into the back of her throat.  More and more and
more, again, I was scared.  Never had I produced anywhere near this amount
of sperm and it wouldn't stop erupting.  Six, eight, ten massive
nut-crushing spurts into her mouth, some making it's way down her throat,
most ejected from her mouth by sheer force.  Her cheeks bulged with each
load I emptied into her, and still, never did she waiver, never did she
grimace.  Her eyes were wide with surprise, not sure if she could keep up
with the deluge much longer.  Loads of my fresh cum were running in rapids
down her face and neck, down now past her sweetly undeveloped chest, and
was already meeting all the way down at her plump little pussy.  I must've
shot at least a cup and a half of cum in and on her.
   From blistering white hot flashed of light and blissful pain, I slowly
returned to reality.  The last of my ejaculate being squeezed from my cock
by Amanda's cum-soaked hands.  I blinked sight back into my eyes, returned
to breathing, and looked down at my sweet lover.  She was a lovely sight
with sticky cum in the hair all around her face, and more on her cheeks and
chin still running in rivers down her front and dripping off her pussy lips
onto my bed.  A still-wet puddle was pooling there.
   She was drenched in cum, so much so that I felt bad.  But just then she
looked up to me again, and with lips clenched tightly, smiled, then
swallowed the last bug gulp I had left in her mouth.  Go god almighty!!  I
just witnessed the sexiest event to ever take place on planet Earth!!
   "Good god woman!  What did you do to me?!" as exclaimed as I slumped
down onto the bed beside her.  Empty.  Done it.  Nothing left to offer
anyone ever again.
   Then I looked up at my love.  Amanda was pushing the remaining the cum
on her face back into her mouth!  Fucking Fuck!!  How could she be so
sexy?!!  She loved my cum?
   Amanda giggled and snuggled up next to me.  I wanted to get her cleaned
up before she became stuck to my bed.  My testes were still hot and
twitching, a few final slow seeps of cum slowly running from my cock onto
my stomach.
   "Adam?" she smiled into my side, hand running over my chest, "I think I
made you feel really good, didn't I?"
   "I can't talk yet" came out in a rush as I was still trying to control
my breathing, so much energy did I just expend.  In the middle of it I had
been certain I was dying from a massive heart attack.  Nothing in my life
had prepared me for this.  Nothing.  Not my previous trysts with Amanda,
nothing I'd ever done with anyone, or myself, was even in the
same...universe.  I had just transformed into particles and was blasted
across the universe.
   Amanda's hand began to move toward my aching cock and I instinctively
reached out to stop her.  "Not yet, honey, please." I begged.
   "It tickles too much?" she asked, obviously very pleased with herself.
She had shredded me!
   "Uh huh, much too much", as I was just about coherent again.
   "You...cummed a lot." she said, still tracing designs in the pools of
cum on my stomach.
   "You almost killed me", I said, still tingling all over.  "Was it
alright, it didn't taste bad?  I didn't mean to cum in your mouth." I
admitted.
   "No, it wasn't bad.  I mean, it's from you, right?"
   I chuckled aloud and said, "That's true".
   "So it can't be bad, right?  I mean, you liked the stuff that came out
of me, so I should too".
   Better logic I'd never heard.
   Amanda surprised me then by sliding over to the nightstand to retrieve
her glass of wine, went bottoms up and finished it with a smack and an
"mmmm".  I thought to myself that I needed to be careful of letting her
have alcohol in the future.  If her mom's got a problem it could be
genetic, or so I'd heard.
   Strength returning, I, too, reached for and finished my wine.  Glasses
were returned to the table, and we reclined together, my arms folded around
her.
   "Just give me a sec", I said, "then we'll get you cleaned up."
   "I don't mind" she replied.  How hot was this little girl?
   "Ok, but I do.  Come on!" and I swept her up and carried her into the
shower.  I held her up with her legs wrapped around me as the water began
to warm us.  I love you's and kisses were abundant.  Amanda couldn't stop
smiling, very pleased that she'd had such an affect on me.  If she only
knew!  She's a sex goddess!
   "Honey", I said, "That was....indescribable.  I thought you'd taken me
as far as I could go before, like this afternoon, but tonight was,
....well, it was unreal.  I didn't think anyone could make me feel like
that.  Thank you, darling", and I kissed her deeply, tongues caressing,
water falling over us.
   We parted and I gently set her on her feet.  I washed her hair while she
washed my cock and balls.  She was completely at ease handling me, seeming
to enjoy it.  I couldn't imagine there was another girl like her.
   "You're welcome" she smiled, and gave my head a little rub that was
still too much.
   "Oh!  Don't" I pleaded, and she giggled and obeyed.
   We finished our shower and tenderly toweled each other dry.  Not wanting
to lose the mood, I scooped her up once again and took her straight back to
my bed.  After what she'd just done for me, I was going to rock her fucking
world!
   I tossed her up in the air for a short fall down to the bed.  She
laughed like the little girl she is, and I slid in next to her.
   Cupping her up close to me, I took her face in my hands, pulled her
close, and proclaimed to her, "I love you Amanda.  I'll love you forever"
and kissed her delicious lips.
   "I'll always love you too, Adam." and she kissed me, now adding a new
touch by caressing my face with her little hands.  Cool and sweet they felt
against me.  I loved how this sultry little hottie could make me feel.  She
removed any shame by her eagerness and willingness.  It wasn't just me
initiating contact, she wanted me to!  And now I was going to pay her back.
   "Come here, my love" I said as I kissed her face, her neck, shoulders,
arms, her smooth chest taking each nipple in turn, her sexy stomach, and
down, down, down to her now bulging pubis.
   Her cunt was a work of art in itself.  Perfectly sculpted, girlishly
cute, seductive and sweet, not a hair had begun to grow, just smooth, soft,
and spongy.  I wanted all of it.
   I repositioned myself, I needed to be comfortable for a long while as I
intended on ruining her for all others.  I was going to take her to the
precipice, then fling her over.
   Soft coos and moans of pleasure were coming from Amanda as I nestled up
close to soft pussy lips.  The aroma of girlish mound really was
intoxicating.  I drank her in, then made my move.
   Tongue tip to lips, I parted her gently, probing ever deeper between. 
Her reaction was immediate as she grabbed handfuls of my hair and pulled my
face harder against her virgin, 8 year young pussy.  Not surprised, I found
her already wet, having been so turned on by pleasing me, and now enjoying
her turn.  She tasted delightful, sweet and young, if young had a flavor,
and she called my name over and over again as I began to worked her over. I
licked the outside of her pussy lips so that my face could slide more
easily through her.  Teasing her with my tongue, I began a slow journey up
to her engorge little clitty.  As soon as I arrived she turned her passions
loose.  She screamed with every flick I gave her, around and around, up and
down her most sensitive spot I focused all my attention and efforts.  More
and more of her little girl juices were flowing, and I knew I had her where
I wanted her.  Bringing a hand up to splay her lips open for me, I dove in
for the final blow.  Suckling hard against her, she writhed back against
me, head whipping from side to side.
   "Yes Adam, oh YES!!  Pleeeeease!!" she begged, needing the release,
longing for the feelings I alone could give her.  A bead of persperation
had formed along her brow and upper lip.  Gulping giant breaths to keep up
with the needs of her contracting muscles she climbed higher and higher,
that now familiar feeling edging closer and closer.
   And just as I was about to take her over the top, I slowly withdrew.
   Amanda gasped and looked down to me, pleading with her eyes for more.
   "Easy baby, easy.  It's time" I informed her.
   She looked at me with nearly crazed eyes, unable for a moment to
understand my words, so worked up she now was.
   "Wha?  Why'd you stop?" she demanded.
   "Because, I'm going to make love to you right now." I breathed into her
ear.
   "Yes, Adam, yes!  Please, please do it!" she begged.
   "Ok, baby, come here", and I stacked all the pillows in a pile and
placed her atop.  She was still whimpering, clearly in need of
satisfaction. She already had a massive libido!
   My cock never did go flacid after I came, so turned on my this little
girl I was.  But now it came screaming back to life as I gently push Amanda
legs apart and guided my cock closer.  Amanda looked from my eyes down to
my giant cock.  It must have looked like a smoking locomotive to her.  Her
still babyish pussy surely not ready for what I was about to deliver.
   From the first touch it was ecstasy!  Steaming hot and bulging from the
blood rushing into it, her little pussy was drenched and ready for the
attempt.  Amanda, on her back atop the pillows, look worried.  Her eyes
were closed and she was silent, anticipating the pain, or pleasure, to
come. Her chest was heaving, as was mine.  She opened her eyes to look down
between, my cock rubbing softly between her lips, coated with her sexy
excretions.  We were ready.
   "Are you ready, baby?" I asked one last time.  Amanda, wide-eyed and now
unable to conceal her fright, she quickly nodded up and down, at last able
to utter a simple word, "Yes".
   "Ok, my darling, tell me if you want me to stop.  Promise" I insisted.
   "Ok, I promisem I will", though we know she wouldn't.
   With my cock completely coated, slippery and rock hard, I used my right
hand to begin pressing my head into the deeper recesses of her cunt.  She
immediately drew in a sharp breath through clenched teeth.  A quick swipe
with her hand to move still damp her from her face, a look to me and a nod,
since I had ceased forward motion.
   "Keep going!" she cried.
   And I did.
   I knew now that it was definitely going to be painful for her.  How
could I have ever thought it wouldn't be?  She was eight!!  But even all
the love I felt for her couldn't stop me now.  No matter what happened in
the next seconds and minutes, I would not stop.  Even if she cried out and
begged me to, I knew I wouldn't be able to.  I was going in and nothing
could stop that now.
   "Try to relax honey, let your muscles down there relax" I prodded, and
she tried, but to little avail.
   Here it goes.
   Amanda's arms were squeezing my forearms extremely tightly, fingers
white as she braced for what she knew was going to be the piercing pleasure
of losing her cherry.
   I worked my prick further and further into her, and just when I thought
there was no opening at all, I found it.  Just barely perceptible, my
cockhead found a spot that resisted less than others.  Oh so snug and
tight, I used my thumb to push my head into that spot.  Amanda, again,
already manifesting the pain my cock was causing her, gritted her teeth and
held fast to me.
   In the child erotica I'd read I knew it could be very hard to get into
such a little one, and that it could be painful to try.  The stories were
right.  While Amanda was in much more discomfort that I, it hurt quite a
but just the same.  Like trying to wedge your cock into a keyhole.
   But I definitely wasn't giving up.  Neither was Amanda, as I now felt
her pushing back against my cock, as if she needed the pain, needed to be
opened up.  Needed to be filled.
   A tear was forming in one of her eyes.  My heart went out to her, but my
cock was having none of it.  It was on a mission and wouldn't be satisfied
until it was deeply implanted inside her.
   "Honey, try to breathe and relax, you're still really tightened up" I
coaxed.
   Amanda nodded, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, let her head fall
back against the pillows, and finally, I felt her give.
   Just a nano-meter.  Just barely the width of a hair, but I felt it!  And
she did too!  Biting her bottom lip now, gasping for air and with tears
openly falling down her face, she loosed an open-mouthed scream, and pushed
back against my cock even harder.
   Both of us were working hard, this task requiring much more effort than
either of us had realized, but we were firm in our resolve.  Amanda would
be fucked tonight.
   With the tip of my cock pressed tightly into her small, small opening, I
thought it would stay if I removed my hand.  With both hands on either side
of Amanda, her hands still clenched tightly to my arms, I began to use my
hips to force my cock deeper.  I was right, it stayed in her canal, and the
added pressure from the big muscles in my hips and thighs pried her a
little farther apart.
   Amanda was sobbing and as much as my cock was fully in control of my
actions now, for a brief moment I thought of stopping.
   "Oh honey" I said, a look a desperate concern on my face for my little
lover.
   "Noooo!  Don't stop Adam", she managed to get out between sobs.
   "Alright honey, we're almost there" I said.
   With each thrust I moved fractions of an inch within her, but now I felt
as if I could, if not pull back, at least stop and ready myself for the
next push.  Amanda could sense less pressure and opened her eyes to look up
at me, as if to say, "Don't you dare!".
   All this work and I hadn't even bumped up against her hymen yet.  This
was much harder than I'd thought it could be.
   But I was also starting to feel myself moving inside her.  Vice-like and
too tight for real fucking yet, I sensed I was about to make a bigger leap.
Curling my hips up under me, concentrating on her tightness, wetness, I
pushed ever harder.
   Amanda convulsed, mouth agape, silent.  I was scared.  But I wasn't
stopping.
   "Hold on baby, right now, right now honey!" I warned.
   And with that I used all the power I could muster.  My ass reared up,
and I came down hard, cock like a diamond cutter, forcing her, ripping her
open.  If Amanda could have spoken she might have asked me to stop.  Not
that I could have.  But she couldn't.  The pain shooting through her
insides was extreme.  She had no idea it was going to be like this.  Yes,
if she could have said anything, she would now ask him to stop.  But she
couldn't.
   The head of my cock plopped in!  Just like that!  At first Amanda
reacted as if she'd been punched in the stomach.  'This is just the head,
honey!" I felt like saying, but what was the use.  Amanda was crazed with
pain and yes, desire, still.
   I felt a new sensation against the very tip of my cock, and I realized I
had found it.  I was at her cherry.  I stop for a second so that I could
lock this memory into my brain.  I wanted to remember this next few seconds
forever.
   "I'm going to break it" I let her know, and she braced for an all new
kind of pain.
   Pushing harder again I was surprised at the strength of that small flap
of skin.  Surprisingly, and gratefully, it didn't seem to be hurting Amanda
any more than just trying to get in had.  Pushing, plunging, stroking a
short half an inch inside her, I could feel it's elasticity and envisioned
my cock straining that membrane deep within her.
   That thought was all it took.  The culmination of a lifetime of little
girl love was now focused intensely at a small spot between us.
   "Here it goes", and I gathered my strength again.  There would be no
mercy, no going back, only forward.
   Amanda's blotched face show no acknowledgment of my words.  She was in
her own world now, where pain blistered her insides, and desired pushed her
to keep going.  Such a strong little girl.  Such a good little slut!
   Backing up just a bit, I grabbed handfuls of the bedspread and plunged
my cock for glory!  It stretched, it stretched again with my next effort,
and then , on the third stroke I felt it snap open!
   I had done it!!  Oh my god, I really had!  I broke a little girls hymen,
and it felt as good as I'd always imagined.
   Amanda, though, was not in good shape.  She continued to cry, though she
was pulling me toward her still.  I left my cock right were it was, as I'd
read that that was a good idea.  That after a minute or two the pain from
the hymen breaking would mostly dissipate.
   And again, they were right.
   Holding myself up so as not to let my cock move through her new hole
anymore, I looked down and smiled at me little lover.  She sniffled, held
off her cries, and managed to smile back up at me.
   "You're a woman now" I whispered to her.  She smiled bigger.
   "Ready to go farther?" I asked.
   "Yesss", softly, was all she said.
   I looked down and noticed there was, indeed, a trickle of blood running
from her vagina.  Since she didn't seem to know, or be in as much pain as
before, I actually thought it was quite sweet.  A visual representation of
the love she had for me.  She had given me her cherry.
   I loved her even more!
   Slowly I began exerting a little more pressure at a time.  A small push
forward, past her now discarded hymen, then less.  But now, as I began
making small strokes, rather than pushing me out, Amanda's sweet little
cunt was pulling me deeper inside!
   Amanda was experiencing less pain, had ceased crying, and was now
concentrating on the new feelings my cock was providing her darling pussy.
Thank god!  While I couldn't stop, I almost couldn't stand hurting her as
much as I had been.
   "Is is better now?" I asked.
   She tried to look like she was doing better than she really was, and she
whispered, 'Yes, Adam.  It's starting to feel good now".
   I didn't know if I believed her or not, she might have just been saying
that because she knew it hurt me to see her in pain.
   "Ok then, we're really going to do it now.  Ready?"
   "Uh huh" was all she said, and I got ready myself.
   Her velvety pussy was gripping and pulling me into her.  It was the most
luxurious feeling imaginable.  Silky-tight, sucklingly sweet, I began
pumping her small pussy with my ever deepening cock.  While I hadn't
reached what I thought might be the bottom yet, I was already pumping 3 or
4 inches into her without much pain.  Surely I was close!
   And with each thrust Amanda seemed to be enjoying our fucking more and
more.  Small points of pleasure began to appear within her, the feeling of
his cock filling her up becoming more and more satisfying.  Before long she
was anticipating my thrusts and even began working with me.  Out bodies
becoming one, my cock moving further and further, deeper with each push.
   I decided to enjoy the ride from here out and took up a rhythm I could
maintain - not too hard, not too fast, had to wait for her to catch up.
   As I worked inside her Amanda became more and more comfortable with the
pressure my oversized cock caused within her canal.  Ever so slowly the
searing pain became blissful pleasure.  With each push into her she was
making little sounds, as if my cock were pushing all the air out of her.
   "Oh, oh.  Oo, oh", never missing a beat.  I liked that.  I liked the way
it sounded.
   Pumping harder now to satisfy myself I was nearly five inches in when my
thrust into her elicited a severe scream of pain from Amanda.
   "OowwW!!!  Adam!  That really hurt!!"
   "I'm sorry baby.  I think we just found out how far I can go.  I'll be
careful not to go that far anymore.  K?"
   "Ok", and she had already begun moving her hips into me, inviting me to
fuck her more.
   Looking down on her small body, I felt huge and powerful.  My cock
splitting her cunt looked massive and turned me on even more.  My arms
tired and I lay down against her.  She wrapped her arms around my back and
pulled me into her.  Now, with every stroke I make, she whispered into my
ear, "yes, yes, yes".  Now it was getting good.
   I began feeling that old feeling in my nads and I decided to change
things up a bit before I came again.  It was Amanda's turn, after all, not
mine.
   "I'm going to get underneath you honey, ok?" I told her.
   I could tell she was confused as she had no idea it could be done in
various positions.  I laid down, put my hands on her hips, and pushed her
up on top of me.
   "Are you ok, baby?" I asked, just to make sure.
   "Ya, just a little dizzy" she replied.  Of course she was, all her blood
was down in her pussy!!
   "Good.  Now reach down and grab my......" waiting for her to answer,
wanting to hear her say it.
   "Your cock!" she said, and smiled at herself with the first use of that
word.
   "Yes, darling.  Pull my cock up to your pussy.  We'll do it like this
and you can have more control of how much of me you take in".
   Without a word she reached down between her legs, found my cocks, gave
it a quick squeeze and smiled at me, then lowered herself down on me.
   She was still very tight and for a moment I thought it might take a
similar effort to get back inside her.  But just like that she took a big
breath, exhaled, and began to slide down my cock.  Warm, wet, every inch
providing more and more stimulation.
   "Oooo" she chirped, this feeling still so new, and incredible for her.
   Slowly she rose forward on her knees, then sat back again drawing me up,
up, into her tight, warm pussy.
   "Oh honey!  That's nice" I let her know.
   "I know!  I like it this way too!!" and she began fucking me for real!
Working her little body up and down my shaft, fresh lubricant flowing,
making for a smooth ride on my cock.  Unfuckingbelievable!  I had an eight
year old riding my cock!!!  I could die tonight.
   I began to match her pace with my own movements and I could tell it was
starting to bring her nice tickles and sweet feelings deep inside.  I even
slipped a few times and let my dick go too far, but now she seemed to enjoy
it.  I found I could push as deeply into her as I liked without hurting
her, and she found that she liked it very much, feeling my cock all the way
inside her, pushing up against her cervix.
   It was a cool night, the windows were open and a cool breeze was blowing
in, but even so, we were both bathed in sweat.  It was sexy!  Her little
body was sliding up and down mine as my cock was sliding in and out of her.
It was quite lovely, very titillating, and I thought I sensed a change in
Amanda.  She wasn't looking at me anymore and hadn't said anything in a few
minutes.  Could she be getting close.
   "Oh!  Oh!  OH!" was the answer she provided.  Yep, she was closing in!
   "Are you gonna cum, baby?" I asked, but she was past communication.  She
had sat back upright and was using her thighs to lift herself up off my
cock, nearly dislodging me before descending again and enveloping my cock
in her warm little girl pussy.
   Watching and thinking about her getting close brought me closer as well.
After the mind-altering orgasm I'd had not long ago, I didn't think I'd be
able to cum for another month.  But my little lolita was working my cock
nearly expertly now and wonderful sensations began to build in my scrotum.
My cock surged, became harder, and Amanda could feel it.  She still had her
eyes closed and her expression was changing from slight pain to wonderful
pleasure and back with each plunge she made onto my cock.  I felt her cunt
begin to tighten around me.  What an indescribably incredible feeling this
was, I wish I could do a better job of telling you just how good it feels.
Instead I'll just wish you luck and hope you find something close to what I
have.
   My sack was tightening as was Amanda's cunt.  Her head was whipping back
and forth and she was already on her way.  She fell against me with her
little ass still working up and down, sucking my cock into her womb, deeper
and deeper, and just then I realized she was taking all of me!  I wasn't
small, and I absolutely could not believe what I was seeing and feeling. 
She had loosened up enough to take it all, and she was going for it! 
Higher and higher she lifted herself so that she could crash down onto me
harder and harder.  I looked down and saw her pussy smashed against my
pelvis, and I actually saw the outline of my cock inside her!!  Pressing
against her tummy from the inside!!  How could she be taking so much cock
up inside her tiny body?
   That was it.  I was about to unload!!  I began pumping my cock faster
and faster into her now abused little pussy, deeper and harder, just as I
would fuck a grown woman, and she was taking it all and loving it!
   "Yes!  Yes Adam!!  Oh my Goooooodd!!  YesSSSSSSS!!" and her cunt clench
me so tightly that it really did hurt now.  Barely able to move within her
I grabbed her ass and pulled her up, then pulled her hard down onto all of
my eight inches.  I thought for a moment that I might be doing real damage
inside her, but she kept grinding her cunt down onto me and screaming
bloody fucking murder!
   "AAArrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhrrrrgggggG!!!!!  UH Uh UHH!!  ADAM!!!!!" , and I
knew we were there.  Having a beautiful little girl riding your cock and
cumming all over you will send any man into immediate orgasm, I know that
now.  So engrossed in her I was that I fucked her with utter abandon. 
Hard, really hard, and fast, trying to push all the way through her!!
   Her climax entered the supernova phase and she went wild!  Writhing
crazily atop me, beating my chest with clench fists, she screamed and
screamed and brought my own to fruition.  I might have called her a dirty
little whore, I don't know, so lustfully out of my mind I was.  I
jettisoned hot creamy cum into my darling little girl, and her eyes popped
wide when she felt the warm liquid filling her insides.  Wave after wave of
pure ecstasy brought us both to the rapture.  Pushing, flowing, filling her
cunt, where the cum came from I have no idea.
   Emptied completely and with nothing left, we both crumbled and fell. 
Neither of us spoke for long minutes.  An occasional soft caress along her
back and bottom was all I could do to let her know life was still within
me.
   Her breathing began to slow, her eyes flittered open, and she smiled.  I
brought a hand to her cheek and beamed love at her through my eyes.
   After at least ten minutes of recuperation, we were once again able to
speak.
   "Amanda.  I don't' even know what to say.  I didn't know I could feel
the things I do with you."
   Amanda just smiled.  My cum was beginning to run out of her newly
christened cunt, another new experience for her.  While it bothered some
women I'd been with, see seemed to take comfort in it, Even began taking it
up and rubbing it over her tummy, then up on her chest.  How sexy is that??
   I decided I would join her and scooped up a small amount and delivered
it to her left nipple, making little circles around her tiny nipples.  She
liked that, but it was still too soon after too much stimulation and she
couldn't take much more.  She cupped her hand over mine and held it fast to
her tiny, unformed boob.  It was the sexiest little titty I'd ever touched.
It was amazing how sexy little girls could be!  Her flat and smooth chest
was infinitely more sexy and attractive than any big old floppy boobs any
grown woman could have.  I worshiped her.
   Neither if us had even thought of Julie being in the house, assuming, as
we did, that she would be out for the night.  But just then we heard
movement in the hall, the bathroom door close, and Julie was now getting
sick.  What a way to end a perfect lovemaking session.
   But neither she nor I stirred.  We somehow weren't concerned if Julie
happened to come down the hall.  Or even if she poked her head in, (and I
like saying this), OUR room.  Mostly because we knew she wasn't in any
condition to comprehend what was going on, but also, it seemed, because our
love was so true.  Something so good couldn't be wrong, that's how she and
I felt.  In the light of a new day, I might feel differently, but for now,
for tonight, I didn't care.  I would keep my lover with me all night. 
Close.  Warm.  Happy.  Both of us.
   I closed my eyes, pulled Amanda even closer, and thanked god for what
had just happened to me. 
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   Ok.  So Adam finally got to fuck her.  Yay!!  But that's not the end of
the story, not by a long shot.
   I'm working on Part 8, and I promise it will be a special one.
   Write me if you'd like!  bridgette_yum@yahoo.com


   
  
My Litle Neighbor, Amanda   Part 7