Strange Meeting - (Mf, ff, mf, mast, 1st, oral, con)
by Girl Luvr

Introduction

My name is John Summers and I am currently the European Division Manager for a medium sized US based company, and the events I am about to portray started 5 years ago when I was 27. I had received a Masters Degree in Business Management and I had only been with the company for 9 months when I had to make a business trip to the UK.

More of that later.

Both my parents had died in a car crash, which left me orphaned at the age of seven, leaving me to be brought up by an unmarried Aunt. She looked after me well enough but there was little affection. She always seemed to consider that I was a burden she had not wanted, so the years until I left home could be described as a little bleak. A small trust set up by my father had paid for all my tuition and living expenses but it had been necessary to work to supplement other costs, leaving me little free time for any sort of social life. I had a few one night stands, but no permanent girl friends, however I did discover that my preferences were toward younger women with slim boyish figures.

I am due to be married in a week's time and was prompted to tell the reader how I came to meet the lady who to me is the most beautiful girl in the world.

Chapter 1 - The Meeting

I was utterly shattered. A recently completed conference for our UK dealers had been a very busy time for me, as it was my responsibility to organize the London based event. Following the conference closure, it had taken until late Saturday night and all Sunday morning to complete the final paperwork, leaving me Sunday afternoon as the first chance to relax for a considerable time. I had been locked in the Hotel all week and frankly I was starting to go 'stir crazy' so I arranged some leave following the conference and was just winding down in preparation for a few days as a tourist.

Near the Hotel was a large attractive park and as Sunday had turned into one of those warm lazy days that late summer is occasionally known for, a few hours relaxation in the park seemed to be ideal. The only thing that marred what would be a perfect day was a cool wind that heralded the autumn to come.

I strolled around watching the birds and squirrels and the thousands of other people making use of the facilities, when I found myself in a very secluded "U" shaped lawn with the open end facing the late afternoon sun. As it was protected from the wind by the surrounding dense vegetation, the sight of a park bench at the end looked very inviting, so I sat down to just enjoy the sun, peace and tranquillity.

I think I must have dozed off when I was suddenly awakened by a child's voice asking, "Do you mind if I sit here Mister?"

I looked up and all I could see was what appeared to be a young girl standing in front of me. All I could see was her silhouette against the late afternoon sun, and my attention was drawn by the fact that the thin dress she was wearing was almost transparent, making her appear virtually nude against the light.

I have to confess to a slight stirring in my groin at the sight, but I hope that I did not stare too much. In fact, it was a while before I noticed that she was holding the leash of a small Scots Terrier. My only experience with young girls to date had been with the daughters of friends, but I had always enjoyed the company of the few that I had met, and found them charming to talk to.

I said, "Sure, be my guest."

She slipped off the dogs leash and said, "Go Sammy," then sat down next to me while the little dog ran off to rush happily around the lawn and gardens a short distance away. I turned to look at her and was confronted by a very attractive young girl who appeared to be about 11 or 12 years of age although later I discovered she would be turning 13 in about four week's time. She had light auburn colored hair, an oval face, but her most outstanding feature were the most beautiful emerald green eyes I have ever seen. This was set off nicely by a pretty pale yellow sundress, short white socks and sneakers.

"Your dog seems to be well trained," I said, and smiled at her.

"My Granddad trained him to be a watchdog but he died last year so he belongs to Grandma now. Grandma is nice, but she is very old and cannot get out much, so I come over here to the park most afternoons after school. Sammy is really my best friend and is a lot of fun to play with."

"I like Sammy, what other commands does he answer to?"

"Only a few Mister," she said with a smile, "Just Go, Come, Watch, Sit and Bark."

"I think it was very clever of your Grandfather to train him like that. By the way, please don't call me Mister, I hate formality. My name is John Summers, but please call me John."

"That's cool Mister er...., John, my name is Jennifer but my friends at my last school called me Jen or Jeni," then added, "you sound funny, are you an American?"

I laughed, "Yes. I am here on business for my company."

For the next hour we sat and talked about Sammy who was happily chasing birds and the occasional leaf disturbed by the little bit of breeze that filtered through the bushes. At times he vanished in the bushes and we heard much growling and scratching as if his little doggy brain thought he was a great hunter chasing wild game. I found Jeni to be articulate beyond her years and was quite enjoying talking to her when, at a pause in the conversation I asked, "You mentioned that Sammy was your best friend. Don't you have any friends at school?"

"I have only just moved here, and it is hard making friends at a new school so I do get a bit lonely sometimes."

I replied, "I have plenty of time and I am a good listener, so it if it helps, why not tell me about it."

"Well, four years ago when I was about 9, my mother left my Daddy and moved to Italy with another man, and we have not heard from her since. I stayed with Daddy and we got on quite well looking after the house together. I helped do the lighter cleaning and some of the cooking. About 6 weeks ago, my Daddy was killed in a terrible car accident, and I had to go and live with my Aunt. Unfortunately my two cousins did not like me being there, and made things pretty awful."

She paused then continued, "Because of the problems it was causing, after a few weeks my Aunt decided that as my Grandma was living on her own, it would be better if I came to London to live with her."

She sat there quietly for a few minutes and I then noticed that her eyes were starting to mist over as she said, "Oh John, I miss my Daddy so much and wish that he was still here."

At that she suddenly broke down and with her shoulders heaving, Jeni started to cry uncontrollably.

I was uncertain what to do, not having been around young girls very much, and I was rather afraid of having my actions misinterpreted. For this reason I hesitated for a few minutes but as she continued to sob, I put my arm around her shoulders, and hugged her while resting her head on my shoulder.

As I held her, I said, "Jeni, it will get better in time I promise, but you must never forget what you and your Father meant to each other. I lost both my parents when I was seven so I hardly knew them. I have regretted this ever since, so I really do know how you are feeling."

As her sobbing gradually eased, I took some tissues from my pocket and gently wiped her eyes then handed the tissues to her. She put them in her dress pocket, then took my hand in both of hers, looked me in the eyes, then gave a slight smile and said, "Thanks John, you are a very nice man."

Although still holding hands, she allowed them to drop to her lap, and to this day, I will never know why, but I gave her leg what I thought was a reassuring squeeze. Suddenly I realized with horror that my hand was actually at the upper part of her thigh and where I was touching was almost in her groin.

She gave me the strangest look for what seemed to be many minutes but must have been no more than a few seconds.

Almost as if she had made a decision, she suddenly stood and called "Come Sammy, Come"

I stammered, "Jeni, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to......"

She looked at me, smiled in a way that made her face light up, and said softly, "Shhhhh! I am not going anywhere, I just want to get more comfortable."

At that moment Sammy came running back to her feet, so she turned, put on his leash and tied the free end to the bench saying, "Watch Sammy, watch."

With that, the little dog lay down at her feet and stared alertly ahead. Jeni then placed her small backpack against the hard iron armrest of the bench and sat down again. Using the bag as a backrest, she pulled her feet up onto the bench, pulled her dress over her knees and hugged them. Placing her chin on her knees, she looked at me and smiled in a most pensive way.

I started to ask, "What do....." but never finished the sentence. I had suddenly realized that while her knees were quite chastely together as you would expect, her feet were about 8 inches apart, which meant I had a perfect view of a panty-covered crotch that clearly showed the outline of her little pussy.

My heart started to pound as a thousand thoughts flashed through my mind, 'Was this a simple mistake or was it deliberate. If deliberate, what did she want?" and so on and on.

It did seem as if it was a deliberate pose, but the last thing I wanted, was to do anything that would send her off to tell her Grandmother about the nasty man in the park

I began to wonder, 'Maybe there was something more to this?'

I had never had any sexual contact with young girls and frankly never considered that I could be attracted like that. However the sight of her pussy outlined through the thin panties had my groin tingling in a most unexpected way. I took a deep breath and as my hand was on the bench by her shoes, I gently touched her ankle while trying to make it appear accidental.

She responded by moving her feet a little further apart. This seemed to indicate that she wanted me to continue so as I tried to still my rapidly beating heart, I carefully ran my finger down her inner thigh about 6" above her knee. This time she separated her knees a few inches, all the time with that lovely enigmatic smile on up her face.

By now her panties were in full view and I could not resist going further, so I very gently ran my finger down her crotch. She visibly flinched for a second and then seemed to relax, so I carefully pulled the leg opening of her panties to one side and touched the delightful slit facing me. I was very surprised when I noticed that she appeared to have more developed genitals than was normal in a girl of her age.

Very slowly and gently I started caressing her pussy lips when she suddenly said, "My knickers are in the way, you can take them off if you want."

Using the arm of the bench as a brace, she arched backwards, lifting her hips so that I could pull them down. I reached up to the waistband and pulled them down over her bottom, then carefully slid them down her legs and over her shoes. When she put her feet down, she pulled her dress up to her waist and instead of sitting with her legs together as before, she spread them as far apart as it was possible to do on a park bench. This gave me the most glorious view of her almost hairless pussy. There was just a trace of faint downy hair on her pubic mound but the sight of a protruding clitoris took my attention. Without her panties to impede the view, it became obvious that she had quite a prominent clit that protruded by a quarter of an inch, which is most unusual for a girl her age.

Suddenly there was a soft growl from Sammy and I looked up. The little dog had seen someone walking past the far end of the lawn. They were well over 100 yards away and could not have seen anything so I returned to the delightful prospect ahead of me, safe in the knowledge that we would have plenty of warning.

I really had little idea what she wanted me to do or how far I was to go, so I licked my middle finger and slowly rubbed it up and down her slit and around her amazingly stiff clit, gradually going lower. When my finger reached her vagina, I slowly inserted it a little way in thinking that she would stop me. Instead she visibly arched her back to make access easier, so I continued sliding my finger up and down her vulva and into her vagina, going a little deeper each time.

I noticed that she was getting visibly excited as she was starting to breathe heavily and make little mewing sounds with each movement of my hand. As she seemed to have no problem with one finger freely penetrating deep into her vagina, I changed to my third finger as this allowed my thumb to concentrate on her noticeably engorged clitoris. I might add that by now I was having major problems controlling myself, as my Penis had become very uncomfortable, confined as it was in my trousers.

Suddenly her eyes screwed up as she moaned and bit her lips. Her hips jerked violently up and down and she ground her pubic region against my hand, forcing my fingers even deeper as she reached a powerful orgasm that continued for over a minute.

When it subsided and she started to relax, Jeni said, softly, "Thanks, I needed that, it has been so long..." then left the sentence unfinished.

She looked around to make sure nobody had appeared and to ensure Sammy was still on guard, then looked at me and said, "It is your turn now."

With that she leant over, gave me a full kiss on my lips, at the same time she reached down and rubbed the very obvious bulge in my trousers. A few seconds of this and I was nearly over the edge when she stopped and slowly pulled the zip down. I sat there stunned as I wondered how a girl her age had become so experienced. She reached into my trousers and tried to pull my penis out of my underpants but it was so stiff she was unable to do so and said, "Help me get it out." By now I was beyond rational thought, so I pulled my underwear to one side allowing my very erect penis and testicles complete freedom.

Jeni exclaimed, "Oh! You are circumcised, I've never seen one before," then spent a few minutes inspecting my penis in great detail and continued, "I think I like it better."

Once she had satisfied her curiosity, she started stroking my penis with one hand while gently feeling my balls with the other. To my stunned surprise, after a few minutes she leaned over and took the head of my penis in her mouth and started to lick and suck it like a popsicle. The effect was indescribable and my heart was pounding so much I could hardly breathe. I was in seventh heaven and could think of nothing but the incredible sensations that I was experiencing. Suddenly my penis exploded, and to my amazement Jeni kept bobbing her head up and down until she had swallowed it all. Then using the tissues I had given her earlier, without saying a word she cleaned me up, stood, walked behind the bench, and pulled her panties back on.

As I regained my composure, the enormity of what I had done started to sink in and I started to have all sorts of horrible thoughts about the police and jail.

Perhaps my facial expression showed my feelings because Jeni took my hand in hers and said, "Please John, don't look so serious. What we did was my idea, I wanted to do it and I chose you to do it with."

She sat down again, looked at me and said, "I really think I should tell you about myself." Before I could say anything she started on her story.

Chapter 2 - Jeni's story

I told you before that my mother had left us for another man and that I had stayed with my father.

Well, when mummy left us, I was terribly upset and cried all day. When I went to bed that first night, I was unable to sleep because I was bawling so much. Daddy came in and he held and hugged me. I didn't want to let him go so he suggested that I go with him to his room for a while. I got under the bedclothes and we hugged, cried and talked until we both fell asleep. The next day we started to try and organize a routine that we could live by, with me helping to do the housework and a little of the cooking. It was very hard for the first week as every time something reminded me of my mother I would burst into tears, and this would usually set Daddy off. I think it must have been very hard for him as he tried to make me feel better, when all the time he was feeling like hell himself.

The second night I was still very upset and got into his bed again and this continued from then on. I found that I loved the closeness and the cuddles that we had. Even after we recovered from the shock of my mother leaving, I continued to sleep in his bed, and in the end I could not imagine going back to be alone in my own room. The only time I did, were the days when I had one of my school friends sleep over.

This continued until some months later. Then one day at school, one of my friends told me how her brother had showed her how his 'thingie' got as hard as a bone and squirted white stuff out the end when he rubbed it.

I had seen Daddy naked many times, as we often did not bother with clothes around the house on warmer days. At times I had seen him peeing when I was in the shower or bath and he needed to go, and I sometimes went to the bathroom when he was in the shower. We had done this ever since I could remember but to imagine that funny looking floppy thing between his legs getting as 'hard as a bone' as my friend described it, I found very hard to believe, so I decided to find out.

My Daddy was a very heavy sleeper, so that night I only pretended to go to sleep. I was worried because at the thought of the adventure to come, my heart was thumping so hard I was sure he would hear it, but eventually he drifted off. I gently touched his arm but nothing happened, so I tickled one of his nipples and still nothing happened. I then rubbed his stomach, and he still did not move so I felt it was safe to continue.

It was a warm night and a full moon so the room was quite light. All we had on was a sheet, so I pushed this down until I could see his penis and balls, as Daddy had once told me they were called. I had seen these often, but this time I wanted to look at them closely. It was not light enough to see as much as I would like, so I decided to turn on the light by the bed.

I was afraid that if I turned it on suddenly, it might wake him so I draped my clothes over the light, turned it on, then slowly removed the clothes so that the room became gradually lighter. I was then able to see my Daddy's penis and balls in great detail and I found them utterly fascinating but very odd looking. I started by carefully feeling his balls, and found that there were 2 hard round things inside that funny little bag. It seemed so strange and I remember wondering how men could walk with those silly looking things between their legs.

Still terrified that I might wake him, I gently touched his penis and was surprised to find that unlike his balls, which were quite hairy, it was soft and satiny feeling. He did not stir, so I carefully lifted it and had a close look and was quite surprised to see that the pee hole in the end was not round. How odd! Anyway, I started to stroke it around the head and to my surprise it started to stir in my hand almost as if it was alive. I realized that my girlfriend was telling the truth, so I continued to stroke it and it got harder and longer until it was about 7" long. I was amazed and could not believe what I was seeing.

Daddy suddenly moved and I kept very still and while I sat there, his penis started to shrink again. Soon he started to breathe deeply again so I continued with this fascinating game. I was amazed to find that I was able to make it grow larger when I rubbed it, and it would shrink when I stopped. I continued like this for about 20 minutes. Suddenly I realized that I was getting a pleasant tingling in my groin and found that my nightdress between my legs was quite wet. I did not understand this but I found the sensations in my lower tummy were nice.

Suddenly Daddy groaned and his hips started to jerk around as if he was trying to push his penis against my hand. Then it happened, he suddenly gave a jerk and woke up, and just at the moment his hips started jerking up and down while some white liquid squirted from his penis. It was really icky and went everywhere, all over his stomach, my hand and arm, my nightdress and the bed.

When it stopped squirting, I let his penis go, looked at Daddy and then I suddenly realized what I had done.

My Father looked down at himself, then me, the bed and finally at my rather wet looking nightdress.

He then glared at me and said in a very angry voice, "I think I had better take a shower, and while I do that, you can wash your hands and change your nightie, and change the sheets on the bed."

His face seemed to get softer and he continued, "Then young lady, we are going to have a very long talk."

I had never seen my Daddy look so angry and I burst into tears, but I rushed off to do what I was told.

He had a very long shower and 10 minutes later he returned. By then I think he had calmed down and we sat together on the bed.

He asked, "Why did you do it?"

I explained about my girl friend and what she had told me.

He said he was not angry, but just wished that I had simply asked him. Had I done that, he said, he would have just answered any questions as I asked them, so that I found out gradually. Since it had happened like this, he felt he had to tell me everything.

He explained that when the penis grew hard it was called an erection, that the white stuff was called semen and that what I had seen happen was called an orgasm. He described the process of how a man put his penis inside a woman in great detail and answered every question that I had. He then said, that what my friend's brother had done was called masturbation which was just a big word for 'playing with yourself', and that it was perfectly normal thing for both boys and girls to do it as they got older.

When he was finished I asked, "Did women have orgasms like men did, and do they squirt 'stuff' everywhere." He said, that most women had orgasms, but that it took a lot longer for them to get there. He said, it was very, very rare for a woman to spurt a liquid, but it WAS quite normal for both men and women to get very wet as I had done. This was just slippery stuff released by the bodies of both men and women when they got excited, and was simply to make it easier for the penis to slide inside the woman. If I had looked closely I would have seen a clear slippery liquid dribbling from his penis before the orgasm came.

I found all this to be amazing, and gave him a hug for being so nice about it all, then thanked him for explaining it all.

Then with my heart thumping I said, "Daddy, I want to know what an orgasm feels like. Can you do the same to me as I did to you please."

Daddy looked quite horrified at me and said, "It's not right for a father to do this to his daughter."

I had learned long ago how to get most things that I want from him, so I kept begging until he finally gave in, but warned that I would probably not have an orgasm the first time.

He told me to take off my nightdress and spread my legs apart. He licked his finger and started to rub it ever so lightly up and down my slit and I noticed that he seemed spend most of the time tickling and pulling on the little bump in the middle. A warm, wonderful tingling feeling started to spread up from my groin to all parts of my body. After about 30 minutes I was feeling all weak at the knees from this wonderful feeling all through my tummy but had not had the 'lightning bolt' that he had described. Finally he said, it is getting late and we can perhaps try again another day.

I could not wait for the next night to repeat the experience so when bedtime came, I asked if we could try again. This time I played with his penis and balls at the same time. After a while he had another huge orgasm, which we were prepared for and had towels handy. Although I really enjoyed what we had been doing, I still had not had what I was hoping to feel.

We continued doing this every night and had the most wonderful time. One night after Daddy had gone to sleep, I started rubbing myself between the legs and found that I could increase the sensations even further by tightening certain muscles in my lower stomach and I could not wait until the following night to try this with Daddy.

The next night we cuddled and played with each other for a while and as I reached the delicious state I loved so much, I started tightening the muscles in my lower tummy. The effect was amazing, I felt as if someone was letting off explosions in my body and I think Daddy wondered if I would jump right out of bed. It was fantastic, I had NEVER had such a feeling before.

From then until that terrible day when my Daddy died, we had the most marvelous fun. Daddy started getting sex books from the Library and we tried all sorts of things. We explored every detail of each other's bodies and this was when I learned about 'oral sex' as Daddy called it. I found how much I enjoyed sucking his penis and after a while I even started to like the taste of semen. I also loved him sticking his tongue in me and in particular I loved it when he very gently nibbled my 'happy button' with his teeth.

The ONLY thing he refused to do, no matter how hard I asked, was to make love to me properly. I had read all about it and was dying to try it but he refused. He was quite happy to insert his fingers and a vibrator in me as long as it did not hurt me, however he refused me the one thing that I really wanted because he said, it was for my future husband to do that.

Chapter 3 - The next day.

Having finished her story, we realized that it was getting late and Jeni said, "I do have to go now. But can you be here tomorrow? I would love it if we could meet again after school."

I said, "Yes of course, but perhaps it would be better if you came to my hotel room."

I described the fire stairs at the rear of the hotel and told her that at 3:30 I would leave my room door ajar so she could walk right in. She put her hands around my neck and pulled me down so that she could gave me one final kiss, then picked up Sammy's leash and walked toward the main path and out of sight.

I had great trouble sleeping that night as I thought about this amazing young lady, and could hardly wait for the next afternoon to arrive. This was Monday, so I spent the morning as a normal tourist but I must admit that I was very distracted and did not take in a lot of what I was seeing. About 2:00 I returned to the hotel, had a shower and then sat there with the TV on but not concentrating on it. I was on tenterhooks as I wondered if in fact she would come. I did briefly worry if perhaps the police would appear instead. I need not have worried because shortly after 3:30 the door quietly opened and closed and Jeni walked in wearing her school uniform. For some reason I have always had a weakness for schoolgirls in uniforms and seeing her dressed this way almost made me weak at the knees.

She said, "I told my Grandma that I had sports practice all this week and would not be home until after 5:30, so we have almost 2 hours." She then stood in tiptoe, threw her arms around my neck and gave me the most unbelievably erotic kiss I have ever experienced. I have only been out with a few women and nothing in my limited experience could have prepared me for a kiss me like that, and alone it was enough to bring me to an instant erection.

Right from the outset Jeni seemed to take the lead as she took my hand and led me into the bedroom and before I could say a word, she said, "I want to undress you first, John."

I removed my shoes and socks and then Jeni unbuttoned my shirt and started kissing and nibbling each nipple until I was affected so much I was having trouble standing. Then she undid my belt and unzipped my trousers so they fell to the floor. At the sight of my penis making tent poles in my underpants, she struggled with a fit of giggles.

Struggling to contain herself, she pulled these down and bent forward to nuzzled her face in my pubic hair and then proceeded to kiss all along the length of my rigid member. She spent time licking around the tip before proceeding underneath and kissing and licking right down to my balls. Suddenly she pushed me down to the bed and gave me the most amazing slow striptease I have ever seen. In fact, a lot of professional strip tease stars could learn a lot from Jeni.

Once naked I had the pleasure of seeing her beautiful boyish body. She had only slight soft pubic hair and her breasts were just starting to develop. The visual effect was enhanced by her amazingly beautiful face, and together with those green eyes, nearly made me melt right there.

She climbed into the bed and then we spent the next 20 minutes having the most marvelous time caressing and exploring each other. Jeni orgasmed 3 times, but each time I came close to going, she would hold back until I subsided then start again, which had the effect of heightening the unbelievable sensations I was experiencing. Finally I was unable to control myself, and when Jeni started nibbling and licking my penis, I finally spasmed into her mouth. If I thought the day before had been exciting, I had no conception of what it would be like after the build up Jeni had given me.

We were utterly exhausted and lay in each other's arms for about 15 minutes while Jeni casually played with my flaccid penis. Slowly it started to grow again until it was again at full size when she asked, "John, I loved my father dearly but it always disappointed me when he would not make love to me properly. I have decided that I want you to be the first. Will you please do that for me?"

Because of her age, this was a development I had not expected so I stuttered and said, "I can't do that in case I get you pregnant."

She pushed herself up onto her arms and looked at me with the most injured look on her face and said, "I know all about THAT from School Sex Ed classes and from what Daddy told me."

She kissed me again saying, "I decided last night that I wanted to do this, and as I started having periods 6 months ago, I got some condoms from the machine in the toilet in the underground. My last period finished only just before we met yesterday, so do you think we will be safe cos I would rather not use one unless you think we have to."

I don't think at that stage I could have refused her anything BUT I still suspected that she 'may' have problems no matter how her father may have prepared her.

I took hold of her shoulders, looked her in the eyes and said, "In that case I think it will be OK to forget about the condom. I would not do anything to hurt you but you do you know that the first time can be painful for some women and as you are small....."

With that, she put her fingers on my lips and stopped me saying, "My father also warned me that it could hurt, but it is something I want and I am sure you will be gentle."

I suggested, "Perhaps you should be on top so you can control how far my penis goes in."

To be honest, I was frankly not sure if I could control my actions any other way. I helped her to sit up and kneel with one leg on each side of my hips, and because of the way she was sitting her slit was wide open making her prominent clit stand out like a tiny penis.

I started by slowly rubbing the throbbing head of my cock up and down the length of her pussy lips and past her already wet crotch. I wanted to get as much of my pre-cum as possible on her, so I concentrated on her tiny wide open vagina but I could not resist rubbing the end of my prick against her sensitive clit. Each time I moved she thrust her hips forward to rub even harder up and down the length of my erect penis. She seemed fascinated by this new experience and her eyes were very wide and solemn, and her breathing uneven. Her whole body rose and fell as I struggled to control the thrusts of my throbbing cock.

I continued doing this for many minutes as she started to pant harder until she said, "Please stop John, I can't stand it any more. I want you inside me now."

With that she pushed my hand away and taking hold of my shaft, she pushed it underneath her groin until the tip was against her small vagina, then ever so slowly she lowered herself a little. Only then did I realize just how tight it was and hoped it would not hurt her too much. I remembered her description of how her father had used a vibrator in her, but I think that it must have been a small one as she was still very, very tight.

She continued to lower herself until the head of my penis was completely inside her cunt, then she started working it in and out slowly going a tiny bit further each time. I watched with utter fascination as the pressure of my penis made her inner cunnie lips open and close and her clit move in sympathy with the movements. It almost looked like a vertical mouth and tongue that smiled. This sight aroused me so much that I nearly lost control when she suddenly grimaced and stopped moving. My penis was in a grip that I had never experienced before -- it was so tight as to be almost painful.

I asked, "Are you O/K, Jeni? Is it hurting?"

As she slowly started working up and down again she said, "Just a little, but not to bad, but I didn't expect it to be so tight or make me feel so full."

Several times she gritted her teeth and gave a tiny whimper, but this time she did not stop again until she had my full length inside her body. Once she had reached that point, Jeni lay with her head on my chest and said, "Can I rest a minute, it is a bit sore and I want to give it time to stop hurting."

"Of course darling, we will take it as slow as you want. I am so sorry it hurt you"

"I don't mind, I really wanted to do it."

The vice-like grip of her vagina around my penis was the most indescribable thing I have ever felt. I wanted so desperately to continue, but to help both of us relax, I gently started massaging her neck and back.

She said, "Please keep doing that, it feels so wonderful."

After about 5 minutes the massage seemed to be helping so I carefully slid my other hand palm side up between our stomachs. There was not much space but I was able to reach her groin, and although movement was very limited, I was able to run the tip of my finger up and down her pussy lips and clit. After a few minutes of this treatment it became obvious that it was working and she started to get excited again. She suddenly pushed herself to arms length, bent forward and looked down at my penis between her legs almost with a sense of wonderment as if she could not believe it was really in her. Then she tried to pull up and for about 10 seconds it almost seemed as if it we were stuck together, then I watched as her vagina slowly released its grip.

With the fingers on one hand I started to play tiny little drum beats on the tip of her clit which seemed to drive her wild. Gradually each movement of her hips became easier until she was able to use her body to stroke my penis over its full length. Each time she pumped up and down I watched with fascination as the tight skin around the entrance to her vagina seemed to pull out as if it did not want to give up its hold on my prick. The skin stretched out and almost looked like a condom wrapped around my penis and the sight of her pussy lips stretched out and griped my penis in this amazing way was the most erotic sight I ever seen. I was still worried that it was hurting her, but our body fluids seemed to be working, as she was able to move with ease.

After a few minutes of pumping and my treatment of her clit, she became almost violent and gripped my chest with her fingernails, as the throes of a mind blowing orgasm took hold and we started to cum together. She finally arched her back and screamed, then collapsed on me. I remember hoping nobody was in the nearby rooms to hear the noise. We lay totally spent for a few minutes in each other's arms when she gave me a long sensual kiss..

She said, "Darling John, that was the most amazing feeling I have ever had. I can never thank you enough."

Suddenly we realized the time so we reluctantly untwined our arms and legs and Jeni went to the bathroom to shower and dress ready to go home and as she went to leave, she asked, "John, may I come back the same time tomorrow please?"

"Jeni my darling, if you didn't, I would be in utter despair"

She smiled, kissed me gently and slipped out the door.

The rest of that amazing week we met each afternoon and our lovemaking got better each day. We found that we particularly enjoyed mutual oral sex using the 69 position with her on top, something that for some reason she had never tried. We both found this to be very satisfying and for myself, I adored the view that this gave me of her genitals. Each day we brought each other to several very powerful orgasms in this way before actually have intercourse in several positions. The only one we did not like was the so called, "missionary" position. Jeni was quite a bit shorter than I was and she found this a bit suffocating.

Our last time together was the next Sunday afternoon as I was due to fly back to the US that night. This time our lovemaking was very quiet and gentle, as we both knew that this amazing week was coming to an end. At the end she lay in my arms and we talked and talked.

I said, that I would try and get back within 3 months and I promised that I would write and phone. As usual, she showered, dressed and after one last passionate kiss and with both of us in tears, Jeni slipped out of my room. As she left I was left trying to decide if there was any future for us because of her age. Somewhere deep in my heart I wondered if I would feel like keeping in touch once I got back to my normal day to day existence in the States.

Chapter 4 - A Long Absence

I need not have worried because as it turned out, I had no idea how much the separation from Jeni would affect me.

No matter what I did, my mind kept going back to that incredible week and I found myself dreaming of being back with her. Business pressures kept me away from England for considerably longer than I had anticipated and this soon was to become the most terribly lonely period of my life. I rang Jeni at least twice a week, plus I wrote regularly, but it was very difficult for both of us. Jeni's 13th birthday occurred a few weeks after my return so of course I sent a small gift and rang. I was really most grateful that her old Grandmother was just a tiny bit senile and fortunately never suspected a thing.

Jeni settled into her new school and made a number of friends but she also refused to go out with any boys. Her attractiveness made her a target and every boy tried to 'make out' with her, but with no luck. She went out with a group and as she settled into her new school, became very popular, but the rumor developed that she was frigid or a boy hater and as she did not enlighten anyone, in time was left alone. My friends wondered what was wrong with me as I refused to go on any dates they organized. After about 3 months they seemed to give up trying, and I am sure they were thinking I maybe I had turned gay. Our long phone calls became the most important time for us and often became very erotic, usually culminating in us both masturbating together and describing what we were doing in intimate detail.

Time passed so slowly and it was in fact over a year before I could return and this was to organize the following year's conference, this time held in another city. It was utter torment to be so close and not be able to see Jeni but after the conference was over I flew to London where I had arranged a week's much needed break. I had told Jeni that I would be there by midday but because of school she could not arrive until mid afternoon. I was almost beside myself waiting to see if she would arrive, when the door opened quietly and she slipped into my hotel room. I could not believe my eyes. In the intervening year she had grown 6 inches and had developed into one of the most stunningly beautiful young ladies I have ever seen. He breasts and hips had filled out and she now had a fuller figure to add to her attractions. It was as if we had never parted and the ensuing week was fabulous and spent totally in my hotel room in an almost erotic haze. Amazingly we even found time for long talks about the future and our plans as by this time we had decided that regardless how long we had to wait, our future was to be with each other.

Again at the end we parted with tears and we wondered when we would be able to meet again. I promised that I would remain faithful and said, that I would get back as soon as possible. As it happened, three months later my company decided to set up an office in London and I was offered the position as the UK branch manager. Again I booked into the same hotel and after school, Jeni and I met as usual every day for the rest of the week until I found an apartment as close to her home as possible. Things became much easier and Jeni was even able to stay overnight on occasion under the pretext that she was staying with a school friend.

About 2 weeks after I moved to London, there was one major change. Jeni had grown tired of lying about 'after school activities' and decided to introduce me to her aging and absent minded Grandmother as a very close friend of her father's that she had bumped into. The first time I officially called, I asked the old lady's permission for me to occasionally take Jeni to the Theatre and shows etc. She seemed quite happy to say "Yes" and then added "Jennifer has really missed her father and does not get out much. It will do her a world of good. Perhaps you could act as a substitute father for her." I happily agreed but inwardly smiled and thought, 'How little you know'.

The next year was bliss, and surprisingly, not all spent in bed. I found that Jeni had an amazing knowledge of Music and the Arts, was an "A" grade student and planning to go to university to study music. In a development that mirrored my life, the funds from the sale of her father's house were in a trust fund for her education so she had no major problems financially.

All that was nearly 5 years ago and Jeni is now 17 and if possible, even more sexually adventurous than ever. We adore poring over ancient sex manuals and delight in trying every new technique that we find. In between our unbelievably passionate lovemaking, we go to dinner, the theatre and are as devoted to each other as ever. I am often invited to her Grandmother's house for a meal, and the old lady and I get on very well together. We have planned our wedding as soon as Jeni turns 18 and with her trust fund and my income she will be able to go full time to university to develop her career.

Oh yes, Sammy is still around although getting a little slower. He is still the happy little dog I met that first momentous day and always greets me with great enthusiasm every time I call. However I am sorry to say that he is only Jeni's second best friend now.

That's my story.