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Girl from the Beach

By Romany

(M/g)

�I bet their not real,� Amy snorted derisively, referring to the
busty young woman�s breasts as she walked past them in her skimpy
red bikini.

Emma rolled her eyebrows at her friend�s derogatory attitude to
the stranger and her male partner carrying a folded beach
umbrella, walking down the beach to find a spot to sunbathe.

�He�s kind of cute though,� Amy continued, turning her head to
watch the pair. �Nice body�and did you see his basket,� she added
glancing back at Emma. �I bet she gives it to him heaps�the
slut,� the pretty preteen muttered acerbically.

�You don�t even know them,� Emma said with a hint of frustration
in her tone.

�It�s obvious Ems�he�s doing her heaps,� Amy retorted looking
back at the couple who had stopped to set up their place to
sunbathe on the near deserted beach.

It was Indian summer and the two local six-graders were soaking
up the last days of sun before the chill of autumn. The young
couple on the beach were obvious the tail end of summer
vacationers that frequented the cove. Emma looked at her best
friend Amy staring at the couple. It annoyed her that Amy was so
preoccupied with sex and boys. Emma also knew Amy had started to
resent her for being more developed. Emma�s body had started to
show the promise of the woman to be. Her burgeoning figure had
seemed to incite Amy to talk more and more about sex and things
sexual to show off to their peers; covering up her lack of
physical maturity by showing a maturity in mind and
sophistication. Amy was actually a month older than Emma and her
body was still straight like a boy; with her small breasts
nowhere near the obvious shape of the taller Emma�s. Already Emma
was getting subtle teasing about her boobs from the boys in their
class. Emma kind of liked it but knew Amy felt self conscious and
left out when it happened. Amy watched the couple settling in.
The dark haired girl now kneeling and smoothing out the blanket
they had brought, while her partner angled the erected sun
umbrella to cast shade. The young girls could tell by the guy�s
manipulation of the umbrella that he was getting instructions
from the girl. They could hear her voice but not what she was
saying. Yet the tone was clearly directive and the guy was trying
to please her.

�She�s a pushy bitch,� Amy said, and Emma turned on her back and
propped herself up on her elbows to follow her friends gaze.

Emma had a different view of the pair. She thought the girl was
pretty and had a really nice body. There was nothing to suggest
the girl had had a boob job and She noted the guy looked fit and
had a nice body. Broad shoulders and a tapered waist, and shaggy
fair hair bleached at the ends by sun.

�He looks like he does weights,� Emma said without thinking.

�You did notice,� Amy said semi-accusatory.

To Amy, her friend Emma often seemed indifferent to her points of
view where men and boys and sex were concerned; often chiding Amy
for being so forthright. And sometimes Emma even accused her of
being crude and vulgar.

�You take in more than you say,� she said grinning at her friend.

Amy eyed the swell of Emma�s bathing suit at the chest and a pang
of envy went through her. When would her breasts start to fill
out? She wore a light pink bikini; looking very nondescript with
little or no tits to fill the top out, and it looked very much
unnecessary. Not that she could go topless at twelve years of
age. But the rest of her body showed a vague hint of how she
might develop. Though shorter than Emma, she had slim legs and
nice smooth thighs. The bikini bottom was a little baggy so there
was no obvious impression of her sex.

***

�We have an audience,� Lisa said as she knelt while Adam rubbed
lotion on her back.

�I noticed,� he said grinning behind his girlfriend; moving the
bikini top strap so he could cover her entire back with lotion.

�I bet you did,� Lisa said with mock derision. �Like them young
do you?� she added and turned to give him an accusatory look.�

�Two cherries to pop�pop, pop,� Adam laughed back at her; sinking
to her level of thinking.

�That�s three cherries,� she giggled. �You�d split them babe,�
she grinned and reached back and brushed his crotch; the memory
of the solid workout he�d given her before they decided to come
to the beach still fresh in her mind.

�Bring on another teeny bopper, this one�s split,� Adam said
crudely.

�Oh baby you really are getting down to it,� Lisa purred reaching
back and fondling Adam�s substantial cock that was threatening to
harden with her touch.

In truth he was somewhat staid and not often given to crudities.
Unlike Lisa who was often down right foul mouthed and frequently
let go stream of conscience bursts of vulgar thoughts. He went
with Lisa because she was a sexual napalm. But she was vulgar
despite her sexual beauty. Lisa went with Adam because he was
handsome, had money which he was generous with; and importantly,
had a good sized cock. But truth be known, neither had the other
marked as their Mr. or Mrs. Right. They probably suspected the
truth how each viewed the other but for now it was a mutual
expediency and damn good sex that saw them together; if a
somewhat unlikely pairing given their difference in backgrounds.
To Lisa, Adam was a bit of a square; nerdy almost. All tied up
with this thesis thing he was writing for his degree. She�d
nagged him to come along to the cottage but he�d insisted it only
be for weekends. She was sexually provocative and they�d screwed
non stop since arriving the evening before and not much work had
been done.

�Do you want to do them?� Lisa said staring across at the two
preteens sitting gazing back at her and Adam.

�Oh yeah baby,� Adam crooned mockingly, and nuzzled her hair.
�I�d love to split their tight hairless little pussies,� he said
slobbering her ear.

�E-w-w,� Lisa giggled as he wet the shell of her ear with his
tongue. �Save the drool for later babe,� she giggled.

�I love your hairless pussy too,� he crooned and tried to stick
his tongue in her ear again.

Lisa giggled and twisted her head away and they laughed and got
into a light clinch and fell back on the blanket and kissed;
ignoring the preteen audience up the beach.

***

�Gross,� Amy sneered. �Get a room,� she said louder, with forced
bravado in her tone; but checking her volume so they would not
hear.

�Shut up�they�ll hear you, Emma chided.

Emma watched the couple in a light embrace; the man lying over
the woman and the pair kissing. She felt a pang of envy that took
her by surprise. Somehow the dark haired girl with the big
breasts in the red bikini made her jealous; being with that man
who Emma had decided she really liked. Eventually the couple
broke their embrace and Lisa arranged herself so the umbrella did
not shade her from the sun. Unclipping her bikini strap, she lay
face down with her arms before her and settled in to sunbathe.
Adam sat under the umbrella in the shade and started to proof
read some of his work, eventually taking a break and moving out
of the umbrella�s shade and closer to Lisa to get some rays on
his body. Occasionally he and Lisa turned over and at one point
they applied lotion to each other. Amy heard them talking and
half turned to watch them, before lying back on her stomach;
longing to one day have a boyfriend where she could do what they
were doing. Someone who would want her and want to be with her.
She glanced at Emma who seemed to be dozing as she lay in the
sun, so Amy closed her eyes and lay soaking up the sun.

After about an hour and a half of sunbathing, the two girls
stirred and sat up. It was mid-afternoon and Emma suggested they
take a dip in the ocean so the two got up and they walked past
Adam and Lisa down to the surf. Adam had abandoned sunbathing and
retreated under the umbrella and returned to reading his draft
thesis. Seeing them come abreast of him, he watched them over the
notes he held in his hands. The blonde was a real hottie. The
other short haired girl had an almost androgynous look about her
but she was still of some interest to him; the shapely butt and
pink bikini the only obvious clue she was female. But he�d love
to nail the young blond. The girls paddled in the edge of the sea
and eventually walked out deeper and squatted down facing the
shore. The gentle waves were lightly hitting their tanned backs
until they were used to the water temperature. Then they turned
and waddled out until they could swim lazily without their feet
hitting the bottom; but not too deep they couldn�t stand up if
necessary. Adam watched them; thinking about them sexually.
Occasionally when they turned towards him while they were still
standing and paddling, he had narrowed his eyes on their
crotches. If the playful fondling Lisa had given him earlier had
failed to make him harden properly, he now felt a languid
erection growing in his beach shorts as he imagined the girls
naked. He could fuck them without qualms about them being
underage. He�d done so before with three girls about their age.
All of whom were the daughters of family friends. Mind you he was
much younger. At fifteen or sixteen, Adam was the trusted
babysitter trading off his good looks and preying on the nubile
girl�s na�vet� and sexual curiosity. He quickly decided preteen
girls were a pushover. They were eager to act much older and
because he was a teen and not that distant in age, each of the
girls had developed a crush which he took advantage of. It took a
little grooming and with his and their parents providing the
opportunity, in reflection it had been like shooting ducks on the
water; easy peasy. The absolute trust the parents had in him was
sorely misplaced. Growing older, he�d occasionally had pangs of
guilt and sometimes feared one of the girls might look back on
the situation with deep regret and blab. But right here, now,
there were no self-recrimination and he decided he could fuck
these two girls swimming before him.

�He�s watching us,� Amy said treading water and looking towards
the beach umbrella. �He wants to fuck us.�

�Amy,� Emma gasped in reproach. �Don�t say that�it gives me the
creeps,� she added; chiding her friend�s crude comment.

�You think all men don�t think that about us like that,� Amy said
with a derisive sneer. �Get real Ems. They all wish they could
screw us. All men and most older boys.�

�I hate it when you say that,� Emma said pushing back at her
friend�s dogmatic approach. �I don�t think for a minute your dad
thinks that about me any more than my dad thinks that about you,�
she complained to her friend.

Amy said nothing knowing Emma�s retort was close to home. She had
heard her father mention Emma�s budding boobs to her mother. As
much as she loved her dad, she had no doubt he looked upon Emma
in a vastly different way to the way he viewed her. It was
debatable whether Emma�s father looked at Amy in an unhealthy way
and Amy touched at her chest reminding herself she did not have
the obvious swell that Emma had. Emma swam forward feeling miffed
at Amy and stood up and slowly walked from the sea; holding her
arms across her body with her head down. She could sense the man
under the beach umbrella was watching her so she dropped her arms
to her sides and lifted her head, walking more confidently out of
the water and up the beach. She could feel his eyes on her and
despite her chiding Amy for her friend�s crude assessment of how
men regarded her, she actually felt excited; believing he was
looking at her sexually. His partner was lying nearly naked
beside him, yet he had stared at her as she walked up the beach.
Amy followed behind Emma and glanced at Adam. He was still
staring at Emma walking ahead. He switched his gaze briefly to
Amy and then back to Emma. Amy felt like he had slapped her face.
He barely took any interest in her. She felt slighted and trooped
up the beach to join her friend.

�He gave you the dirty dog look,� Amy said as she reached for her
towel.

�I felt like he was undressing me,� Emma said, trying to show
disgust about Adam�s staring.

Amy rolled her eyebrows in frustration at her friends seeming
objection to Adam�s interest.

�It�s time I was getting home,� Amy said quickly, changing the
subject.

She was still annoyed Adam had virtually dismissed her as anyone
interesting. Emma glanced at her and knew Amy was now in a
contrary mood. She�d seen this so many times before when things
didn�t go Amy�s way and Emma had grown tired of trying to draw
her friend out of it. The two girls dried themselves quickly in
silence, and began gathering up their things to go. With a final
glance at Adam and Lisa, the girls left the beach for the small
public car park where they had left their bikes. They had quite a
long ride home.

***

�Boo hoo,� Adam said pretending to be sad.

�What is it babes,� Lisa asked rolling on her side to look at
him.

He was gazing to the dunes where Amy and Emma were disappearing
into the car park. She turned her head to follow his gaze.

�My little hotties have left me,� he said and made a sad face.

�Oh didums,� Lisa mocked. �All alone with just big bad me�can you
handle a real woman?� she grinned and lay on her back and lifted
her hips suggestively.

�M-m-m-m�OK�come to think of it�that might not be all bad,� he
said pretending to ponder whether she was worth his interest.

�Pig,� she said with a grin and she slapped his leg playfully.

She sat up and leaned towards him and playfully grabbed his
crotch and he laughed and fell back; Lisa rolling over him and
grabbing him more firmly between his legs.

�He�s getting harder,� she whispered; teasing him as she fondled
him.

�He needs a work out,� Adam said huskily and shoved his hand down
between their bodies; pushing it down the waist of her bikini
bottom.

�I think it�s time we went,� she said in a husky voice. �Public
sex is not one of my turn-on�s�and what�s more, sand in my twat
is not a big thrill either,� she continued, then kissed him
passionately.

�Time to go,� he said huskily, feeling her sex.

They broke their clinch and quickly gathered up their things.
Adam folding up the umbrella; and with it hung over a shoulder
they walked hand and hand from the beach. At the car park, they
stowed their beach gear in the Jeep Wrangler Adam had. The canvas
sides removed so it was open-air. Climbing in they set off and
Adam drove fast and somewhat recklessly for the road surface.
Given the powerful jeep�s short wheel base it seemed to lurch
from side to side as he raced along the narrow dirt road. Lisa
hung onto one of the roll-cage frames and whooped and hollered at
the sense of speed; her dark hair streaming behind her. Ahead
they saw two figures on bikes and recognized the two girls from
the beach.

�Buzz them,� Lisa whooped, so Adam veered a little closer to the
girls than was prudent, as they roared past.

A cloud of dust enveloped the girls and Amy held her hand high
and gave the disappearing jeep the finger; noting the woman was
looking back at them and grinning.

�Bastards,� Amy shouted and jabbed her finger in the air.

The two girls stopped pedaling and stood astride their bikes as
the dust settled around. Emma felt a pang of sadness the cute guy
had done this to them, while Amy fumed and cussed the
disappearing dust cloud that marked the jeep�s progress.

�I�ll slash his fucking tires,� Amy growled as she cleared her
mouth of dust.

Emma stared at her friend and shook her head sadly. It was bad
enough getting covered in dust but the last thing she wanted was
to ride home with an irritable Amy; irrespective who was to blame
for her mood. They pressed on again and as the biked along the
road Amy kept up a continuous monologue about what a bitch the
girl in the Jeep was and how she was obviously a slut. And the
guy must really be a proper jerk to go with her. Emma said
nothing and as Amy prattled on, Emma slowed and then stopped and
stood astride her bike, peering ahead. Amy stopped and looked
back.

�What is it?� she said and then looked ahead, following Emma�s
gaze.

�There�s that black jeep,� Emma said. �You can see the back just
poking out beside Simpson�s old beach house.

Amy stared up the road and sure enough there was the jeep parked
at Simpson�s beach house.

�Bastards,� Amy said and an impish look came to her face.

�Let�s go and let two of his tires down,� she said lowering her
voice. �He�ll only have one spare.�

Emma glanced at her and back at the Jeep. It was a mean
suggestion but then again, the jeep had come awful close to them
and it was deliberate to. And there was also the small matter of
the dust cloud that covered them as the jeep roared past. Rather
than agree, Emma said nothing and let Amy lead the way. She
decided that by not saying she agreed, she could actually be
disagreeing and reluctantly going along with the suggested
vandalism. They crossed over the road and into the woods a few
yards back from the road edge. Getting off their bikes, the
pushed them until they came close to the house. Amy propped her
bike against a tree so it was obscured from the house. Emma
followed suit and after Amy put a finger to her lips to signify
silence, she stealthily moved to the side of the house. The Jeep
was on the other side and they had to traverse the front or back.
Without knowing where Adam and Lisa were in the house, Amy went
to the side window of the main lounge which took up most of the
front of the small house. It was probable the couple was in the
front living area in which case they would sneak around the back
to get to the jeep and let the tires down. She would check they
were there before moving around the house. Amy stood with her
knees bent and her back against the wall. Slowly she rose up,
turning her head to peek into the window. Emma crouched near the
trees; apprehensive yet somehow thrilled by the excitement. Amy
lowered herself below the window and flattened against the wall
and stared at Emma in disbelief. Emma looked questioningly at her
friend and Amy beckoned her over. Emma glanced around furtively
and sneaked up to her friend.

�In there�they�re doing it,� Amy whispered; her voice sounding
incredulous at what she saw.

Emma looked at her in disbelief.

�Take a look,� Amy whispered.

Emma froze and stared warily at her friend.

�Have a look, she�s riding him,� the girl said, sensing Emma did
not believe her. �Look for yourself,� she urged in a whisper.

Emma slowly stood up and peered in the window. There was a net
curtain hanging on all the windows and she peered between the
curtain and the window frame. Her eyes widened at what she saw.
Amy was right. Adam was almost facing her directly, sitting in a
battered easy chair and Lisa was sitting facing him; astride him
and arms around his neck. Emma�s eyes grew wider in shock of
disbelief. She clearly saw Adam�s cock visible between Lisa�s
spread legs as she bobbed up and down on her lover. Lisa was
naked and her red bikini in a heap beside the chair. Adam with
his beach shorts hooked around one ankle; his hands holding
Lisa�s butt and lifting her rhythmically up and down while he had
his head bent into her breasts sucking her nipple. Emma stood
transfixed at what she was watching. Amy stood beside her and as
her view was obscured by the curtain, she bumped Emma along so
she could peer through the gap. Emma flattened against the house
and stared at the ground trying to digest what she had just seen.
Amy peered at the two having sex; a broad smile on her face.
She�d viewed pornography on the internet so the image of people
fucking was nothing new. But this was real life. The man and
woman they�d seen on the beach together actually doing it. And
his cock evident between her butt in her crotch. After a few
moments peeking in, Amy bobbed down and motioned for Emma to have
another peek. Emma turned and peered in the window and noted Lisa
was getting animated and Emma could hear the young woman�s voice
now. Lisa was groaning and gasping loudly as Adam lifted her up
and down; occasionally pulling her hard down so he penetrated her
fully. Emma was fascinated and stood peering in as Lisa started
to orgasm. Throwing her head back and forth and moaning and
groaning constantly now. She saw Adam lift his head and pulled
Lisa hard against him and started to lift his hips as hard as he
could given Lisa was sitting on him; and inhibiting his need to
thrust hard. His face screwed up as he started cumming and he
called out �I�m cumming�baby I�m cumming, oh God Lisa�God I�m
cumming,� he gasped as he pulled her hard down against his cock
thrusting up into her.

Emma turned to Amy and stood back. Amy stood up and peered in and
watched the couple go through the end of their mutual orgasm. She
grinned luridly at the pair.

�Did her good,� she muttered crudely and crouched once more and
grinned at Emma.

Emma pushed over from behind her friend and peered back in the
window; Amy lowering herself and moving away to let Emma look in
unhindered. Lisa had wrapped her arms around Adam�s neck and he
had his head buried into her neck and hair; gently stroking the
smooth globes of her butt as he soaked in her. Emma�s mouth was
dry and her heart was beating with excitement. She was transfixed
staring at the pair when Adam lifted his head and turned slightly
and looked straight at her. She froze, realizing he must see her.
Adam stared at her with a puzzled look. He saw the top of her
head, her wide eyes, and her fingertips against the window frame
and recognized her. He smiled knowingly and Emma�s eyes opened
wide in horror knowing she had definitely been discovered peeping
in at them. Adam gently lifting Lisa up so his cock sprang out
and wavered between Lisa�s butt cheeks. He grinned luridly at
Emma as Lisa lifted her head and mumbled a complaint as she
reached back and guided the wayward cock back between her sex
lips and sat back and lowered herself down; gently chiding Adam
for letting the thick cock slip out of her. Emma slowly lowered
herself, holding Adam�s smiling face with her gaze until she
slipped down from his view.

�He saw me,� she said to Amy in shock; trembling and barely able
to speak.

�What?� Amy gasped.

�He saw me�he lifted her�showed me�it�his thing,� she said hardly
able to believe what she had seen and was now saying.

�What!� Amy repeated again.

�I could see it before but he showed all of it to me�he saw me�it
was deliberate�I saw it,� she stammered.

�God let�s get out of here,� Amy said now feeling concerned their
discovery would lead to an awkward scene.

The two turned and scuttled back to their bikes; quickly wheeling
them to the road and climbing on. They raced along the road past
the beach house and without looking back sped away to put
distance between themselves and the house. Once they felt they
were safe, Amy called out;

�He did it to her�we saw it,� she whooped.

�I saw it all�his thing�big and long,� Emma yelled laughing
semi-hysterically at what she encountered.

As they slowed their frantic pace and rode laughing with each
other, Adam stood looking out the front of the house and watched
the two little girls disappear down the road. Grinning to himself
while he obscenely stroked his flagging cock; to keep it hard to
better enjoy the thrill of knowing he had flashed the blond girl.

�Come back my little blond honey,� he crooned quietly. �Come back
and feel this.�

Lisa was in the small bathroom cleaning up following the gorgeous
fuck they�d had in the chair; oblivious to the fact they had been
watched.

***

That night Emma made sure her door was tight shut and stood in
front of her dresser mirror. She opened her pajama top and
modeled her budding breasts in the mirror; gently touching the
nipples so they hardened. Admiring the fuller shape the breasts
had taken over the last couple of months. Having preened her
breasts for a few minutes she furtively glanced at the door in a
nervous reflex to ensure it was really shut, and slowly lowered
her pajama bottoms to her knees. She shuffled forward so she
could better focus on her sex and she stood and gently preened
and prodded at her labia; holding them apart to see inside the
folds. Culminating in bowing her knees and sliding a finger back
and into herself. She glanced at her face and blushed knowing
what she was doing; as if she had discovered herself doing
something bad. She pulled her bottoms up so she could walk
properly, and taking a hand mirror she had on her dresser top,
she moved to the bed and removed the pajama bottoms completely.
She sat on the bed and slid the hand mirror under her crotch,
lifting herself a little to focus the view reflected back to her.
She had read about this on a health site on the web and how girls
should familiarize themselves with their body and their genitals.
She poked and prodded herself for some minutes, eventually
settling on stroking her clitoral area. She gently masturbated
for a few minutes and wondered what she should be feeling.
Eventually she stopped, somewhat disappointed no tangible
feelings were encountered and she slipped from the bed and put
her pajama bottoms back on and buttoned her top. Replacing the
mirror on her dresser, she wearily slipped into bed and lay
thinking about the excitement of the day now ending; the sight of
Adam�s stiff thick cock vivid in her mind.

***

Adam and Lisa had sex early evening and then again soon after
retiring to bed, Adam fucked Lisa thinking of the luscious blond
preteen he had seen watching them in the chair. He came hard each
time and Lisa was even moved to congratulate him on his seemingly
extra attention to their lovemaking. The next day was Sunday and
he would have to drop Lisa at the bus to go back home; leaving
him to get on with writing his thesis. There would be more torrid
sex before she left so he would have ample opportunity to
fantasize about the blond girl while rutting in the amoral Lisa.
On Sunday Amy was tied up with family and she and Emma would not
get together. Late that afternoon Emma accompanied her mother to
the village pizzeria and it was while Emma waited for her mother
to come out with their order, that she saw the black jeep
Wrangler roar into the village square and stop at the bus agency.
She slipped down in the seat in case they saw her, and peered out
the window at Adam helping Lisa get her bag from the back of the
jeep. The bus was already there and he guided her around the side
of the bus out of Emma�s sight. The bus slowly rumbled off and
she saw Adam waving to a departing Lisa on the bus. He watched
the bus leave and then went back and hopped into his jeep and
drove off. She stared at the jeep disappearing out of the square
and then sat up as her mother opened the driver�s door; two large
pizza boxes in her arms which she handed in to Emma. As they
drove off and her mother made small talk, Emma�s mind was on Adam
alone at the Simpson�s beach house. How long was he there for,
and would his girlfriend return?

Sunday night saw Emma once again examining her body. This time
she put the mirror away and crawled into bed naked. Hoisting her
knees up, the little girl was more patient, slowly rubbing her
clitoral area. For all the loud bravado of Amy with respect to
sex, Emma harbored her own quiet thoughts, hopes and fears about
sex and boys. Having read up on masturbation and self pleasure on
the internet, she was determined to discover whether she had it
or not; the ability to get off on her own. She diligently worked
away at her sex, her efforts giving way to tiredness and
eventually slipping into a doze; and finally she fell asleep
without furthering her learning about her body and sexuality. She
woke some time just before daybreak and realized she was still
naked. Her fingers went between her legs one more and the preteen
diligently rubbed herself, this time bringing a feeling of almost
irritating frustration; and for the first time, she discovered
there seemed to be the promise of a point she could not quite get
to. Somewhat frustrated with her inability to get there, she
slowed her rhythm and lay a little saddened, thinking she did not
have the ability to give herself pleasure. To her amazement, the
slower stroking became tantalizingly enjoyable and she
concentrated on pressure and slower movement of her fingers.
Somewhere in this combination Emma enjoyed the first gentle
stirring of a subdued orgasm. The pleasant ripples flowing
through her and she smiled to herself in the darkness; excited
she had finally got to the spot she could never seem to reach.
Was this really it? Was there more to enjoy?


Emma was quiet around Amy at school on Monday. She listened to
her friend telling their friends about their experience on
Saturday, Amy stopping short of relating how they spied on the
couple in the beach house. She painted a picture of a cheap slut
and her nerd boyfriend covering them with dust by dangerous
driving. That was the story to tell. Amy did not want to create a
fuss by telling about seeing Lisa and Adam having sex. Despite
her need to promote herself as somewhat of an expert in matters
sexual, she was not sure how to tell their friends something that
might reflect badly on her and Emma as Peeping Toms. This posed
her somewhat of a dilemma as it was perhaps the single most
exciting thing she had encountered to date but she felt she could
not tell anyone.

�I�m glad you didn�t mention what we saw,� Emma said quietly to
Amy in the girls� bathroom.

�I couldn�t,� Amy said solemnly. �It would have made us look
bad.�

�I agree,� Emma said. �We shouldn�t have peeped in the window.�

They said little more about it. It was something they both
experienced so no need to go over the detail as they had both
witnessed the sex. Emma did not elaborate on Adam�s overt showing
of his erect cock. Amy simply believing Emma thought he had seen
her, and that was all to tell. But Emma couldn�t stop thinking
about it. That, coupled with her secret masturbation session and
the delightful outcome, had the preteen thinking about sex. She
started to focus on Lisa and the young woman�s action during the
sex. Emma knew enough about sex and sexuality to understand Lisa
was genuinely enjoying sex with Adam. And Emma had worked out the
woman had clearly had an orgasm at the end. It seemed to her both
Adam and Lisa had very much enjoyed what they were doing. She was
putting that into context of her own warm feelings of pleasure
from masturbating. That night, Emma once again lay in bed naked
and set about reliving the pleasurable events of the previous
night. The result was much the same with the little girl lying in
bed with her legs spread and her tired hand resting on her sex.
The warm ripples of enjoyment making her feel mellow and she
drifted off to sleep. She woke once more just before daybreak and
started another bout of masturbation; this time using the mental
image of Adam and his cock. Reliving the sight of it and
recalling the obvious enjoyment that both he and Lisa were
experiencing during sex. It wasn�t a planned thing but Emma
rolled onto her stomach and up on her knees and stroked herself
more urgently. The image of Adam and Lisa fueled her emotions
such that she gained genuine arousal from her thoughts and
actions. She came stronger than previously. Gasping and groaning;
stifling her noises which seemed so loud in the still peace of
the night. She collapsed on her stomach with a broad smile on her
face with her hand jammed between her legs under her.

�I did it,� she whispered to herself, knowing this was getting
near what she imagined an orgasm might be.

It was this watershed in her sexuality that led her to go back to
the cove the Wednesday afternoon when the class was released
early for a teacher half day. She had negotiated being at home
alone for the afternoon with her mother who had a part time job
and Wednesday was one of her work days. She called her mother
shortly after arriving home. Satisfied her mother trusted she was
fine for the afternoon; Emma broke the trust by setting off back
to the cove on her bike. Her mind filled with thoughts and ideas
formulated between a third nights bout of masturbation. She
wanted to meet the cute guy she had seen having sex. She knew
instinctively this was wrong and potentially dangerous but she
had convinced herself the hunky guy on the beach somehow was
attracted to her; despite him having an attractive partner. Her
excitement was growing as she neared the beach house where Adam
was staying. As she turned off the main county road into the
narrow dirt road the house was on, she saw that the jeep was not
parked where it should be. Her heart sank, yet there was also an
element of relief. She could say she had tried, but he wasn�t
there. As she stood astride her bike, she heard a vehicle behind
her and turning, she saw the black Jeep Wrangler turn into the
road. She shuffled across to the side to let it pass; her mind
once again awhirl of thoughts about what she should do and what
might happen. Adam saw her and instantly recognized her despite
her hair being tied up in a loose knot behind her. He stopped
abreast of her and leaned across looking down at her with a warm
smile.

�Well hello there,� he said with a knowing grin.

�Hi,� Emma replied, feeling nervous, knowing what had happened
last time their eyes had met.

�What are you doing here?� Adam asked. �It�s a school day.�

�Teachers half day,� she answered.

�You have it pretty easy,� he grinned. �In my day there was no
such thing�just snow days we had to make up,� he added.

�It�s kind of nice to have a part day off,� she answered, trying
to be casual in conversation.

�I bet it is�seeing school has not long started after summer
break,� he grinned.

They looked at each other for a moment and Emma blushed and
looked away.

�That was a beautiful blush,� he said with a chuckle.

She giggled, feeling embarrassed he saw her blush, yet her heart
soaring he had said beautiful.

�Would you like a soda?� he asked, his eyes taking in her
appearance.

She nodded and gave him a demure look; her eyebrows fluttering
briefly at the invitation to the house. She was smitten. He was
just as handsome as she remembered and he was clearly interested
in her.

�Follow me along,� he said, and then added; �what�s your name?�

�Emma, Emma Thurston,� she replied, feeling much more confident
about being here now he had been so friendly.

�Very pleased to make your acquaintance Emma Thurston,� he said
smiling at her. �I�m Adam Sandford,� he added.

�Hi Adam,� she replied, barely able to stop herself grinning like
a Cheshire cat.

�Follow me along Emma,� he repeated to her, and drove off towards
the house; slowly so as not to leave her too far behind.

Adam watched her in the rear vision mirror. She pushed forward on
her bike and slowly sped up to follow him.

�Son of a gun,� he muttered to himself. �She�s here to see me,�
he said. �Well that�s a turn up on a dull day.�

By the time she had arrived at the jeep parked beside the beach
house, Adam was waiting on the porch.

�Come up,� he said and went inside.

He went straight to the fridge and took out two cans of Coke. She
came inside the door slowly as he came out from the kitchen with
the sodas.

�I only have Coke,� he said offering her a can.

�Coke is fine,� she answered and took the drink.

They opened their can and both took a swig. Then Emma looked
around the room. It had a somewhat tired look about it. It was
furnished with a mish-mash of easy chairs, and two battered
sofas; none of which matched. Clearly cast-off furniture
relegated to the beach house. She�d been in here a couple of
times before when she had befriended girls who had come here to
stay with their families. Friendships forged on the sandy beach
beyond the low sand dunes to the front of the house, across the
dirt road.

�Sit down Emma,� Adam said and indicated one of the old sofas.

Emma went and sat in the middle; perched demurely on the front as
if afraid to actually sit back comfortably and relax. To her
surprise he sat close beside her and motioned her to sit back.

�Relax,� he smiled and she scooted her butt back and leaned
against the sofa back.

There was little she could do and she noted his arm slide along
the back of the sofa behind her head; Adam taking a swig of Coke
to act casual as he did so.

�So tell me about yourself Emma,� he said with a smile and stared
into her blue eyes.

She blushed and fidgeted with her can.

�Not much to tell,� she said a little nervously.

But she slowly opened up, and by the time she would finish, she
would tell him she was the youngest of four kids; her siblings
all at college or beyond. She was an afterthought baby. Not an
accident. A baby planned for by parents missing the role of
parenthood now their children were flying the coop. Her best
friend was Amy who she had been with that Saturday. He quizzed
her about Amy, and school, and her parents and brothers and
sister. As she talked more he led her with questions that saw her
become more chatty and relaxed. Giggling and laughing at his
little jokes. He studied her as she spoke and saw her
reservations about being here with him quickly ebb away. He saw
the firm push of her budding breasts against the yellow polo
shirt she wore; her bra outline obvious under the shirt. She wore
a pair of khaki Bermuda shorts and saw how her thighs fitted
nicely in the legs; the bunching of the flies and crotch seam
robbing him of the sight of the swell of her pubis. He could only
imagine what that might look like. He figured she was either just
through puberty or maybe on the cusp, judging by her breasts. She
probably had a small thatch of pubic hair and it seemed an irony
his girlfriend Lisa would have less pubic hair than this girl.
But of course Lisa shaved daily and she was also pierced with a
small ring in her clitoris. His mid slowly computed the image of
this girl naked, comparing with his image of naked Lisa. Emma
chatted happily now, not knowing he was hardly concentrating. Yet
he caught enough to ask questions as encouragers to keep her
talking; and so doing, relax her. Adam was semi hard in his
shorts and as he studied her while she talked he slipped his arm
back and leaned the elbow on the top of the back of the sofa. As
Emma continued talking, Adam gently moved his hand and the
fingers and flicked one of her tresses that had escaped the knot
at the back and lay it behind her exposed ear. Emma stopped
talking and stared at him. There was a look of expectation in her
eyes. Not from fear or apprehension. She was totally smitten by
him and and she wanted something to happen. She wasn�t sure what
but he had relaxed her so much she knew there must be more to it
than just sitting here. The tender gesture of touching her hair
caused her to shudder as a nice warm feeling went through her.

�Emma you are so beautiful,� he said softly, holding her gaze;
toying with the tress of hair and his finger touching her ear.

She colored deeply once more and clutched her empty Coke can in
her lap; mesmerized by his gaze and feeling elated he had said
she was beautiful.

�I want to kiss you,� he said softly, holding her gaze.

She swallowed hard and her eyes fluttered.

�Can I kiss you Emma?� he crooned, as his fingers now gently
stroked her ear; the tress of hair caught between two fingers.

Emma swallowed again and her eyes danced as he continued to stare
into them.

�Can I kiss you Emma?� he repeated softly.

�Yes,� she said; her voice no more than a whispering croak.

Her stomach was felt like it was full of butterflies and her
heart had started to pound faster. He leaned in and she closed
her eyes slowly as he neared; gently brushing her lips with his.
A short shock went through her body as his lips gently grazed
hers and she let the Coke can go and turned a little to half face
him. As he pressed his lips harder on hers, she opened her mouth
and accepted her first kiss; her hand coming to his shoulder. As
the kiss progressed, Emma�s mind was swimming with excitement and
Adam capitalized on her confusion and slowly embraced her. Emma
not knowing what to do instinctively reached the hand on his
shoulder around his neck and she started to return his kiss.
Learning as the kiss continued.

�You are so beautiful,� he crooned, breaking the kiss
momentarily; then returning to kiss her and insinuate his tongue
into her mouth a little.

In a mere five minutes, Emma caught on to the basic art of a kiss
and mimicking Adam�s actions. As she became accustomed to it, he
leaned her back on the couch so he was now leaning over her; half
lying on her. For some minutes, they made out this way.
Occasionally Adam broke the kiss and nuzzled her neck and she
hugged him to her; nature guiding her in her actions. When he
gently touched her right breasts she stiffened slightly but
believing it was what was normal, she soon relaxed and the casual
touch of his fingers became a gently massage which increased in
pressure until he grasped the breast through her top. When he
deftly pulled the shirt from her waistband of her shorts, and the
fingers slipped under and touched her bare skin, she simply moved
her body so his hand could travel up onto the breast. He noted
her consent and after massaging the breast through the plain
training bra, he slipped the fingers under the soft cup. She
stiffened once more and broke the kiss and stared up at him; her
eyes questioning him.

�Relax sweetie,� he crooned. �This is so beautiful.�

He saw her face soften and his fingers slowly pushed the bra off
the firm young mound and so he gently massaged her breast;
brushing the small nipple and delighting in the feel of it slowly
hardening to his touch. For the next few minutes he kissed her as
he slowly moved the polo shirt up and exposed the breast;
eventually transferring his mouth to the nipple and suckled it.
By now his seduction had gone so well Emma could do no more than
cradle his head in one hand and lay back smiling at what was
happening to her. She felt warm and happy and her body tingled.
As she lay drinking in what was happening to her she slowly
became aware of his cock pressing against her lower thigh. She
blinked a couple of times as the realization of what the lump was
registered. As he suckled her nipple and gently felt the breast,
she slid a hand slowly between their bodies. Adam feeling it push
towards his crotch and lifting a little so she could get there.
He pretended not to notice yet moved enough such that Emma�s hand
finally rested on the lump in his pants. She was able to curl her
fingers over the lump and he sighed and seemed to be more fervent
with handling her breast. She sensed his reaction and became
bolder such that he eventually stopped kissing her breast and
lifted his face and stared into her eyes.

�I want you to touch it properly,� he said and moved his groin
against the hand to indicate what he was referring to. �Will
you?� he added, holding her gaze.

�Yes,� she whispered.

He eased up and quickly opened the flies and undid the button at
the waist band of his shorts. He took the cock out sitting up and
she sat up facing his side and stared wide-eyed in amazement at
the thick hard object he had released from his shorts. He watched
her staring at it and jacked himself deliberately in an obscene
gesture. Her eyes widened in fascination at his hand working the
cock; the skin covering, then exposing the red mushroom head as
the hand moved up and down. Like a moth to the flame, her hand
slowly reached to it and the fingers curled around it; Adam
letting it go and curling an arm around her shoulders. Holding
her gently in place as she sat and slowly began to feel the cock.
Awkwardly moving her hand up and down; feeling the softness of
the skin yet not mistaking the hardness of the core. It seemed
huge in her hand. He stroked her hair and managed to untie the
knot of her hair, the clip holding it together falling to the
sofa base; her hair tumbling down her back. He kissed her and
gently held her chin as he did so.

�That�s beautiful Emma,� he crooned between kissing. �Feel
it�stroke it�it feels so good in your hand,� he said softly.

�It�s big,� she said with a little chuckle. �And hard,� she added
as an afterthought.

�It�s yours�all yours,� he crooned and kissed her again.

�What about your girlfriend,� she whispered when he broke the
kiss.

�Right now she is a distant memory,� he said, wishing she hadn�t
mentioned Lisa.

He didn�t want any distraction to interrupt what they were doing,
and certainly not allow her to think of anything else other than
what they were doing. He kissed her and fondled her breast and
nipple again; her hand now familiar with the cock and her
movements were smoother and she felt pleased she was getting the
hang of it. She was totally enthralled by what was happening and
as he slowly eased her back and fumbled at the button on her
shorts, she just lay letting him undo the flies as she clutched
the cock as if her life depended on it. When he removed her
sandals and slid the shorts down her legs, she lay staring at him
questioningly as he gently pulled her shorts and underpants from
her. Now he had exposed her sex with the light shadow of dark
hair on her pubis; the plump labia and the pink inner lips
creating a line down her vulva. An alarm bell rang somewhere in
Emma�s brain as the cool air reminded her she was now naked at
the waist. Is this what she wanted; what she came for? She moved
her butt as if to turn over to hide herself from his gaze. It was
a reflex action, not a conscious effort to cover herself. Sensing
she was going through some thought process that might see her
baulk and pull out of what he had planned, Adam lowered his face
to her crotch and slid his tongue up her slit. Emma gasped and
any subliminal thoughts she might have to repel his intentions
were suddenly removed as he slowly insinuated his pursed tongue
between her labia and began to gently suckle her. Having pushed
back to bend to go down on her, Adam�s cock slipped from Emma�s
grasp and she felt momentarily left out; until the gentle feeling
the tongue and lips were causing between her legs slowly filtered
through. She lay back and closed her eyes and surrendered to his
mouth.

A hand gently moved to her breast once more while the other hand
was gently pushing the fingers into her body; just as she had
done when masturbating these past nights. Emma gave into Adam and
after five or six minutes she felt that warm feeling she had
recently learned slowly permeate through her groin and out to the
extremities of her body. She began to move her butt and when the
lips strayed off the right spot too long she held Adam�s head and
directed it to where she wanted his mouth. His fingers wetted
with his saliva now pushing deeper into her vaginal opening. He
had two fingers inside to the second knuckle; gently rotating and
opening her up. His tongue stabbed at her clitoris and Emma was
now moaning quietly and gasping when he hit that special spot. He
got her off. She felt it coming and grasped his head and pushed
her hips up; panting and gasping in short breaths as she felt the
sensation rising to an almost annoying level. Her hips now lifted
off the sofa and her body trembled and fluttered as the feeling
slowly began to roll through her. He brought her off in a more
intense fashion to what she had already learned from her own
fingertips; her butt slumping back to the sofa as she gasped and
groaned in enjoyment.

She lay wasted as a result of the delicious release he had given
her. She seemed in a world of her own as she allowed the
afterglow to soak through her limbs; her scalp and the soles of
her feet tingling. She had her eyes closed and her lip slightly
parted; a satisfied smile on her face. She did not see him shuck
his shorts. He moved her outer leg gently off the sofa base and
placed her foot to the floor so as not to disturb her. He lined
her up, barely touching her by bracing himself against the couch
with a knee and hand. He had his cock touching her sex without
her knowing. He slipped his free hand to the junction and opened
her labia, pushing forward and the head of his cock breaching the
opening as he eased down and forward. He was an inch or so into
her when she realized. She opened her eyes a little; the
expression of contentment slowly changing to a look of question
as he slid deeper into her. At one point a small pang of panic
briefly challenged her languid state but he whispered �its
fine�relax sweetheart�just relax,� and he slid further into her.
She clamped down on her bottom lip with her teeth and lay passive
as Adam slowly eased in deeper; eventually making gentle in-out
fucking movements to gain more depth. He got most of his thick
cock into the preteen, and then gently supporting his weight on
his hands and knee, began to fuck her slowly. Building up the
pace as he saw she was getting accustomed to him shoved deep in
her.

�You OK?� he panted his face close to hers.

She nodded and a brief wan smile came to her lips. She was gently
gulping like a goldfish as the big cock sawed in an out; the old
sofa creaking rhythmically under their combined weight.  Her eyes
darted about, unable to meet his as her modesty was still very
much a part of her despite the rapid advance in her sexuality
this day. Adam was in complete control fucking deep into her.

�You�re doing fine�brilliantly,� he smiled as he puffed and
panted in pleasure at the sensation her tightness was causing.

The oral sex had wetted her vagina sufficiently well to enter and
his precum had helped as well. He slowed a little but controlled
the stroke depth and when he got to the in-stroke, he pushed as
deep as he could go; deliberately slowing so as not to hurt her.
She grimaced a little as she felt the head bump her insides. A
minute or two of this and she seemed to accept his total
penetration. She was soon able to lie and watch him. Her eyes
shining as she saw the early onset of his pleasure. She recalled
his agitation when Lisa had been riding him. Knowing he had been
cumming inside of her. Adam was feeling in total control and his
ego soaring as he felt the urge to simply fuck her through the
sofa to the floor. A look of determination came to his face and
he began to increase the tempo. Even as a novice, Emma recognized
his arousal and she clung to him with her arms around his neck.
Now being jostled by the energetic fucking he was giving her; the
girl hearing for the first time the slippery schlick schlock
noises of their union. Adam, beginning to grunt and moan at the
pleasure her tight cunt was creating. He lost it. Crying out and
arching his back, and lifting his head as he grimaced and groaned
while spewing forth inside of her. Emma�s eyes widened in
amazement at the expression he was pulling on his face and she
beamed with pride in knowing she was causing this reaction in
him. As he shoved the last few thrusts into her, emptying his
balls, Adam fell forward over her; the little girl hugging him
tighter as he drained himself deep inside of her.

***

�You saw us didn�t you?� he said quietly as they lay in a tangle
on the sofa. �Me and Lisa�from over there�through the window.�

She blushed and nodded.

�Had you ever seen anything like that before?� he asked.

She shook her head and glanced at her hand toying with his
semi-hard cock.

He noted her interest in his cock and gently felt her breast.

�Ever seen a man�s penis before,� he said. �A cock�a stiff cock,�
he added being deliberately crude to gauge her reaction.

She blushed and glanced at him with an impish grin; as if knowing
he had used an obscenity and it was naughty. She shook her head.

�Just that time�on Saturday,� she said correcting herself,
realizing his was the first she had seen.

He nodded and gently tweaked a nipple. They lay quiet and the
Emma spoke.

�What�s it like�with Lisa?� she said looking at him.

�Well�it�s pretty nice,� he began. �Lisa is very sexual�she�s had
a number of partners before me,� he said almost wearily, thinking
of Lisa�s sexual history as he knew it.

He was sure there were many more that had enjoyed Lisa that she
hadn�t admitted to; a hint of a woman or two in her past as well.
He had an inkling Lisa had been one of those Spring Break popsies
you see on internet clips; amoral coeds fueled with booze and
putting out for anyone at bawdy parties.

�Am I as good?� she said and stared at him; her face now
concerned at what he might say.

�You�re simply the best,� he said without hesitation and her face
broke into a smile of relief.

He meant it. It was easy to say. Right now she was the best. Just
as those girls her own age before her had been the best when he
was sixteen. Lisa was the best when he fucked her any which way
she was prepared to take; even buried deep in her ass. So right
now, for this day, he could say Emma was the best. She smiled
warmly at his answer and squeezed his cock a little.


�Oh�careful�it�s quite fragile really,� he chuckled and a look of
concern came over her face.

�Sorry,� she gasped worried she�d hurt him.

�Its fine,� he said with a chuckle.

He thought briefly and an impish smile came to his lips.

�What?� she said seeing his expression.

�He needs a kiss�to make him better,� he said smiling at her.

A look of concern clouded her face as the implication sunk in. He
was hinting at a blow job.

�I�ve never�� she began tentatively.

�You�d never done anything like what you�ve done�are doing�ever
before today,� he said reaching for her head and gently cupping
the back in his hand.

He had taken her virginity. He had touched her where no one had
touched since the time her mother changed her last diaper. He had
looked at her down there between her legs; he could still easily
see her nakedness if he lifted his head. She was lying holding
his cock. How shocking could it be to take it in her lips and
suckle it? His need was evident as she felt the hand pressure her
head so she had to bend right forward and down towards his
crotch. He rolled flat on his back and she kneeled beside him on
the sofa and peered at the cock in her hand inches from her face.
Tentatively she touched it to her lips. She could smell the
sickly sweet aroma of their sex. She baulked briefly and he
tapped her head.

�Go on,� he said firmly. �Suck it Emma�suck the cock.�

She obeyed and opened her mouth and took the head inside. She
swirled her tongue, trying to get a sense of taste to see if she
should stop. It didn�t taste bad. She slowly began to suck him.
Adam lay back and looked at her butt and saw the plump labia
squashed together by her inner thighs and butt; the small dark
wrinkle of her anal pucker winking at him. As Emma became more
emboldened with the cock in her hand and her mouth sucking at it,
Adam began feeling her sex. Prising the labia open and peering at
the pinkness of her vaginal entrance dilated to a dark hole about
the size of a nickel. His hands on her sex were a little
disconcerting and she blushed deeply realizing he was inspecting
her there. She had an urge to free herself from his searching
gaze and she stepped off the couch. He was surprised by her
sudden movement but when she kneeled beside the couch and bent
over him to suck him again, he smiled and chuckled lightly. The
little girl still had some vestige of modesty. At first he let
her have her way and suck him as she thought best. But after he
was really hard and aroused, her novice ability began to
frustrate him and he held her head and directed her with short
instructions. Her mouth tired but as she tried to pull off, he
kept his hand on her head. As he became more aroused and took
greater control, Emma felt trapped and unable to gain any respite
to ease the fatigue in her jaw and the hand gripping him.
Preoccupied with her own concerns she missed the signs and he
blasted her with a strong burst of cum; flooding her mouth. The
preteen reeled back but he raised himself up enough to take her
head in both hands and force her mouth back down on his cock
spluttering forth with his cum. Some went in her mouth but most
of the subsequent spurts sprayed her face; soaking her chin and
upper lip. She reeled back when he finally let her head go and
stood up quickly, turning away from him as she coughed and
spluttered; a mixture of her saliva and his semen spraying from
her mouth. She wiped her face and stood with a grimace of disdain
as the odor under her nose became more pungent. Emma wiped her
face with her hands, smearing the semen at first; while working
her throat and mouth to muster saliva to sluice the mouthful
she�d taken on the first blast. Adam lay watching her, somewhat
amused at her reaction. In the hour or so she had been here he
had seduced and fucked her. Already he had ceased seeing her as a
juvenile. The conquest had projected the preteen as a mature
woman and adult sex in his mind. Now looking at her he saw the
little girl again. She was somewhat frightened and not a little
overwhelmed by what had just happened. He got off the sofa and
went to her. Kicking his open shorts from his feet so he to was
naked at the waist.

�Come here sweetheart,� he said gently and held her.

She stood passive, wiping at her face with her hand; trying to
wipe away the residue of his cum.

�It�s OK�I was a rat�I should have warned you when I was close,�
he said lamely; not meaning his apology at all.

It was exciting seeing her react and he had not doubt he could do
it again. It had excited him. As he cuddled her, he bent and
kissed her. Her eyes opened in surprise he put his mouth where
she had just been filled with his semen. She melted; happy to see
he had no qualms about tasting his own juice. As they kissed she
slipped her hand down and took his cock and held it lovingly. She
had come to enjoy the feel of it. The magical mystery of feeling
it harden under her touch and her mouth.

�When do you have to go?� he said softly, looking at his watch.

It was near three o�clock.

�Mom get�s home at five, thereabouts,� she answered; her voice
muffled into his shoulder as he embraced her.

�Let�s have a little rest,� he said standing back and looking
down at her; holding her around the waist. �Then maybe�� he said
with a grin; �before we get you home��

Her face clouded as she felt concern. She had had quite enough of
sex education for one day and now would be a good time to leave.
She felt like she couldn�t get out of staying so reluctantly she
would go along with him; so she smiled wanly at him. He took it
as a �yes�.

***

Her apprehension at remaining was soon seen as being misplaced.
Adam took her into the bedroom and stripped them bath naked;
lying on top of the bed in a lovers embrace. They had dozed and
he woke and checked his watch. It was four fifteen. He gently
roused her and they made out for a few minutes while she woke up
from her doze. His hand straying between her legs and soon he was
feeling her gently. This brought on a quickening of her pulse as
she recognized the distant pangs of enjoyment she had recently
come to know. She held his cock which had hardened quickly but in
reality she was more interested in what his hands were doing.
When he broke the kiss and moved his mouth from one breast to the
next, any thought she could jack him off efficiently while his
hands were causing such a distraction between her legs was out of
the question. Adam realized she was turned on and slowly
traversed her stomach down her lower belly and over her pubis
covered in the fine hair. When he licked hard up along her slit,
up into the hood where her clitoris was, she moaned and lifted
her hips to accentuate the pressure of his mouth on her there. He
drove her mad. He had done this with Lisa who was extremely
sensual. Now this kid was responding to his mouth and tongue and
he was able to tease her to a point she was gasping and groaning
in complaint when his mouth deliberately strayed off the spot;
wanting it back on that special spot that gave her joy. Emma was
consumed by her own lust for the mouth now ravaging her between
the legs. She was writhing on her back; holding his head and
forcing it into her crotch as she bucked against him. He shoved
two fingers into her and noted she was very wet, although not
sure if it was his cum from the fuck on the couch, his saliva
from sucking her, or genuine secretion because of arousal. He
concentrated on his fingers in her for a few minutes; feeling the
softness and the contours of her inner intimacy. Briefly
wondering why she hadn�t bled when he was sure he�d taken her
virginity earlier.

Emma was now restless and somewhat frustrated and she started
urging him to �do it�there�there�that�s it,� she moaned when he
hit the spot. He got her off with three fingers stretching her
open wide and Emma clutching his head to her as she shoved her
groin into his face. The little girl�s head thrown back and she
was moaning continually as that wonderful feeling coursed through
her body once more. She fought to maintain the feeling by jerking
against him but finally she went through the barrier; her boat
plunged over the waterfall and she finally collapsed back and lay
spent. Her hands pushing his head off her sex as the tongue was
now irritating the hypersensitive area. He grinned to himself and
eased his mouth off her and studied her sex with his fingers
still jammed inside. He was down the bed looking up her crotch.
As she lay there panting and trying to regain her breath while
enjoying her afterglow, he moved up between her legs and rolled
her on her stomach. She groaned and snuggled into the bed cover.
This was a good way top sleep for awhile. But he lifted her under
her hips and she had little choice but to kneel with her head on
the pillow. Kneeling between her legs Adam guided his cock to the
slit and up to the dark dilation of her vagina. He went into her
in two sharp shoves, causing her to cry out in surprise and lift
her head briefly. He shoved to the hilt and as she lay wasted
from her orgasm, he indulged himself by fucking the little girl
vigorously. Grunting and gasping as he rutted her deep. Prising
her buttocks apart and watching the back of her vagina stretched
tight around his cock. He was wedged so tight that the pelvic
floor of her crotch moving in and out as he fucked her. Her small
anus opening a little as her whole crotch area was shoved and
pulled by the fuck. He grazed a finger over it and she felt it
and groaned in objection. He�d done a lot to her but she wasn�t
prepared for him to touch her there and she pushed a hand feebly
back to try and dissuade him. He grinned and concentrated on
fucking her doggie style. He came with a lot of noise and managed
one last load; not so copious this third time. He slowly reduced
the pace until he was spent, and finally slid out of her. Rolling
onto his back beside her and she collapsed flat on her stomach.

He lay for a few minutes and conscious of the time, he shook her
shoulder.

�Emma�you�d best get dressed,� he said. It�s nearly four
forty-five.

She sat up with a start.

�Oh God�I�ll be late. Mom will kill me,� she said looking at her
watch.

He stifled a grin. Her mom would kill her for being late. Imagine
what her mom might do if she knew why the girl was late. Bad
thought�it sobered him. This was a twelve year old girl who�d put
out like a mature woman. He slipped off the bed and she followed
him. There followed a rushed period of dressing and he insisting
she give herself a quick wipe between her legs before finally
putting her shorts on.

�I�ll take you most of the way�in the jeep,� he said.

She nodded realizing it would save time. He loaded her bike in
the back and they set off in a hurry.

�Where can I drop you?� he said as the sped along the road back
to the county highway.

�Near the reservoir,� she said. There�s a shortcut through the
fields and I can probably make it on time,� she said.

He glanced at her; her hair streaming in the breeze as she held
the roll cage of the jeep. She was only thinking about getting
home on time. She had an extremely intense introduction to sex
and she was worried about beating her mom home. Still, if what
seemed to be the smaller issues wasn�t headed off�it may well
lead to the discovery of what would be a much bigger and more
serious issue for him. She directed him to pull over and as he
unloaded her bike, she indicated the beginning of a trail that
seemed to cut through some trees.

�I guess you know where you�re going,� he said.

She mounted the bike and stopped staring at him.

�Thanks,� she said simply, almost as an afterthought.

It seemed an odd thing to say. She was a na�ve kid. What else
would she say? Thanks for the sex let�s do it again sometime?

�Can you come again tomorrow?� he asked expectantly.

She thought for a moment and shook her head.

�Mom doesn�t work Thursdays. I�ll have to stay at home after
school,� she said.

They were both clearly disappointed.

�Friday�I can come Friday for a short while,� she said knowing
her mother worked Fridays until six o�clock.

�Oh�gee�Lisa comes back Friday,� he said almost apologetically.
�How long can you stay for?�

Her face fell at the mention of Lisa.

�I�m not sure,� she said feeling a little pissed his girlfriend
was coming back.

They stared at each other and he sensed the mention of Lisa had
hurt her.

�You decide how long you can stay,� he said gently. �Lisa doesn�t
get off the bus until seven,� he said.

She stared at him and then looked away.

�Maybe I shouldn�t,� she said slowly. �It would be a rush.�

�And we leave Sunday,� he said realizing the opportunity for
another bout of sex with the girl was fading fast.

That was the last straw. His girlfriend coming back and being
with him the weekend and then they would leave. Without a word
Emma pushed forward on the pedal and started to bike away.

�Emma,� he called in surprise. �Will you come Friday?�

�I�ll see�probably not,� she called without looking back.

He stood and the little girl he�d first seen on the beach the
previous weekend biked away from him without looking back. He
knew as she disappeared into the trees he wouldn�t see her again.

�Fucking idiot,� he muttered. �You should have shut up about
fucking Lisa�literally.�

***

Emma never went to the beach again that year. The thought of the
beach house, and what she had done there was still a little raw.
Not that she totally regretted the sex. She had to admit she had
gone there that day to see what would happen. Much more had
happened than she would have agreed to if it was a prerequisite
at meeting Adam. She had a crush�it had driven her; fueled by the
startling learning moment of masturbation and the pleasure she
had learned from her own hand. Some of what Adam had done was a
little overwhelming but as the weeks slipped by she reasoned it
was really only the cumming in her mouth she objected to. And it
would be something she would learn to take without objection in
later life. But she had learnt quickly; not so much about sex but
about men. He said she was the best. That was bullshit. He had no
time for her when his girlfriend was to return. He�d used her;
trying to fit her in only when his girlfriend Lisa wasn�t around.
Even if Emma had pursued him by going there that day. She came to
accept Amy�s assertion men only wanted one thing from nubile
girls like her. She realized later that being with Adam was a
stark lesson about men and their frail egos. From that summer
onwards as she grew into a beautiful young teenager, she
recognized the look in men�s eyes as she blossomed. She would be
in her late twenties when she would talk about losing her
virginity. Chilling out with three close friends and a large
glass of red wine. Her friends listening wide-eyed in amazement
at her tale of that summer when she was twelve.

�You should find the bastard and have him locked up,� Ruth had
said.

The three friends briefly argued the merits of tracking down Adam
and there was no consensus. She smiled sadly as they discussed
their points of view. How a simple day at the beach with school
friend Amy had led her to an erotic encounter she would never
forget. She�d had her first period not long after that day and it
struck her she could have got pregnant. It never occurred to her
but more importantly, Adam had never stopped to consider it a
possibility. Five years were to pass before she would have full
intercourse again. This time she was more assured in her choice
of lover; her boyfriend of three years�also named Adam. It never
occurred to her the name was anything more than a coincidence.
But when she visits her parents and she walks the beach at the
cove, she looks up at the dunes where she can just see the gable
of the roof of what was Simpson�s beach house; now derelict and
falling down. She smiles sadly and turns to shepherd her two
little girls back from paddling out took deep.

�Just let any bastard try to touch you when you�re that age, my
darlings,� she mutters as she watches her daughters play and
laugh in the water.



The End


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