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Dom's Treehouse
by Anonymous (gcabbett@g-mail.com)

***

Dom is almost eleven, but his Italian heritage made him look 
older. Trudi was only nine, but that didn't stop Dom, no sir, not 
when they were up in his treehouse, all by themselves. (F/b, bg, 
ped, youths, reluc, 1st, mast, oral)

***

He head butted her small round nine year old ass as she slowly 
climbed the ladder to his new tree house. 

"Don't do that Dom, you'll make me fall!" she nearly screamed.

"Oh you're not gonna fall." He calmly replied as he took another 
step up. "Can you open the trapdoor, Gertrude?" He asked, looking 
up, hesitating long enough to view her pink panties showing in the 
open leg of her baggy shorts, then focusing on the bottom of the 
interesting wood structure he and his dad had recently completed. 

"Don't call me that," she barked, "I'm Trudi!" 

Dom was a month away from turning eleven, solid, maybe a little 
advanced for his age. His Italian heritage showed in his dark 
somewhat curly hair, large brown eyes and overly good looks. From 
all indications, he would certainly turn a few female heads in 
later years. 

The tree house became his dream, his immediate goal after he 
happened to spot the picture in a magazine laying in one of the 
bathrooms one day. His dad, an engineer by trade, was easy to 
convince to join him in the construction project. The trapdoor was 
Dom's idea. Had to have it, so they made a few changes in the 
original plans. Locked, no one could enter his domain.

"OK! OK! He fired back at his recent new friend, with a big 
teasing grin showing.

Trudi's parents had recently purchased the house several doors 
down from Dom's home after his constant buddy Candy had moved from 
the area. Candy had been in his life for at least four years. Dom 
had introduced her to his tree house just before she moved away. 
"Can you push it up 'til it locks open?" 

"I'm trying but it's too heavy for just one hand," she answered 
between grunts as she continued to push on the hinged wooden door. 
"I think I could do it if I had both hands." 

"OK, set your buns on my head and I'll put my hand on your back to 
help hold you." He advised. He moved up one step 'til his head was 
just below her cute butt "OK Trudi, park your lovely buns on my 
head," he encouraged as he placed his free hand on her mid back. 
She nervously eased her tushe onto his head, then cautiously let 
go of the ladder rung and reached up with both hands and pushed up 
the difficult door. It moved nearly all the way up; she hesitated. 
Not sure to let go. "One more push, Dom said, I didn't hear the 
click of the latch, you'll hear the click." 

She was getting heavy sitting on his head but he was enjoying the 
arrangement. Her scrubbed body fragrance with a hint of her 
perspiration and some other rather pleasant subtle smell he 
could't place, graced his nose, causing strange sensations through 
his loins as she worked at her task. He decided it was her crotch 
exuding aroma. They both heard the click as the door finally made 
contact with the latch.

"Good job Trudi, now climb on in, there's a bar just inside the 
door opening to grab onto to help you with the last step," he 
said. As she lifted up off her perch, Dom slowly allowed his hand 
to slide down her firm ass in a natural movement coming to rest 
gripping her thigh, fingers on the inside, assisting her last 
effort into the house. He was thrilled at the exceptional warmth 
from her crotch engulfing his fingers. The warmth reminded him of 
Candy's similar climb up this same ladder before she had moved. 

He pushed her up as she made the final effort. The movement of his 
helping hand laid in her crotch, caused her to hesitate and 
slightly shudder. "Dom, that tickles," she exclaimed as she 
wiggled through the opening, on to the tree-house floor. Dom was 
grinning and giggling as he came through the hatch. 

"You did that on purpose, didn't you," she said as she playfully 
whacked him.

"Mebbe!" He shot back, still grinning.

He closed the trap door and slid the locking bolt in place. He 
then pulled up their snack basket on the rope hooked over a pulley 
through the window overlooking his backyard. Trudi took the basket 
of goodies to the built in table.

"Let's do a picnic, Dom, she excitedly exclaimed. Go get a 
blanket!"

He raised a hand with the palm towards her signaling 'one-minute', 
while giving her a big, know it all grin. He moved to his built in 
bunk, lifted the top and extracted a sleeping bag. Trudi grinned, 
grabbed him excitedly and kissed him on the lips. He was not 
prepared for her reaction but dropped the bag on the floor and put 
his arms around her and returned the affection. They had 
experimentally kissed on several occasions but not with the 
eagerness of this time. They pulled back and just looked at each 
other, not quite sure what to say.

Dom finally grabbed the bag and shook it open to spread it, a 
magazine dropped out near Trudi. 

She picked it up and briefly stared at the upside down nude female 
picture. "Where did you get this?" she asked calmly unconcerned. 
"Oh my dad gets them in the mail-I borrowed one, he doesn't seem 
to mind my seeing the," he replied. She turned several pages at 
once, stopped and stared, her mouth half open as she view the hunk 
of a guy with a monster member in full erection, taking in all the 
details. She finally giggled as she commented, "Gee he's bigger 
than my dad." Dom pulled the magazine over a bit where he could 
see the picture. "Yeah he's bigger than my dad too. I hope to get 
that big when I grow up," he added. 

"Why so big, she asked, you just pee out of it." 

"No, he said, men use them to fuck with too; women seem to like a 
big one." 

"What's fuck mean, she asked, wanting to know what her new friend 
knew about the subject. Dom opened a can of coke and handed it to 
her as he thought about how to answer. She watched him as she 
sipped the cold pop. He took the magazine and thumbed through 'til 
he found the right picture to help him explain. 

Trudi had stretched out on her stomach on the sleeping bag picnic 
pallet. He took a swallow of his coke, set it aside, out of the 
way, and flopped down next to her, putting the open magazine in 
front of them. Her eyes widen in some disbelief as she stared at 
the man with the large member standing between a woman's raised 
legs, pushing it into her crotch.

"Why's he trying to put his thing in her butt?" she asked, still 
staring at the stimulating picture. 

As Dom answered, he again could detect her delicious odor and hear 
her increased breathing as he turned to face her, "A woman has 
another hole besides her butt in her crotch." He turned the page 
to a full view of a woman's hairy vulva where she could readily 
see all. 

"That looks like my moms thing." She uttered. " I don't look like 
that, I don't have another hole or any hair." 

"How do you know?" he asked. 

"Well I had to pee bad and barged into the bathroom one early 
morning. I saw my dad and mom were in the shower and he was 
sliding his stiff thing in and out between my mom legs, as she 
bent over, leaning against the shower wall on her hands. After I 
used the other bathroom, I went to my room, took off my panties 
and laid on my bed and looked close with my hand mirror. All I 
could see was my butt hole and my slit, and some skin hanging down 
towards my butt hole," she told him. 

"Maybe I can look for it, if you want?" he offered. He had had 
several 'doctor' occasions with Candy so the anticipation was 
causing his penis to grow hard, 

"If I do, you can't ever tell anyone, promise?"  

"Close friends don't tell things like that," he replied, as he 
reached for her waist band of her shorts. Trudi rolled over on to 
her back to accommodate his efforts. The loose shorts came off 
easily as she lifted her ass up to help, lifting her legs and 
giving a little kick to free them. Her shoes were already set 
aside. He laid the shorts aside and softly took the top of her 
silk panties, pulling the cover away and down from her lovely 
pouty vaginal lips. 

There was no hair. All he could think was how beautiful a sight. 
Her essence was now more pronounced as it caressed his nose. His 
breathing was coming heavy. He was tumescent, super stretched. He 
had only been this near painfully hard when he watched his naked 
parents caress each other all over their bodies; his dad had 
buried his face between Dom's mother's legs, kissing her hairy 
pussy. 

She held his dad's head tight to her pussy, mewing and moaning as 
his dad worked his tongue over her swollen, excited vulva. Her 
hips making circular motions. She pushed harder against his active 
mouth as she climaxed, screaming "Aahhh- ahh- ahh, OH MY GAWD! Oh, 
Oh, you lovely fucker you!" 

He finally stood up at the edge of the bed, repositioning his 
partners pussy at the edge with her legs near her stiff brown 
nipples. He placed the large red wet cock head at her blossomed 
opening, slowly pushed in 'til his balls were against her ass. He 
eased out then in slowly at first. The pumping of his cock became 
faster, harder at his mother's insistence, making moaning sounds 
with each stroke. 

Dom's hot hand had found his erection automatically as he viewed 
the intoxicating scene, massaging, awkwardly, experiencing a near 
paralysis of his light climax. He had watched, fixated, as they 
pumped faster, screaming out in sheer ecstasy, holding one another 
tightly as they reached the apex of their climax together, shaking 
violently, then finally collapsing exhausted side by side on the 
bed.

He had seen his mother's wet glistening opening, like a flower 
with morning dew, as she lay there so he knew about another hole 
he was looking for now. 

"Open your legs wide and bend your knees so I can look!" He 
instructed. She complied as he lay on his belly inching close to 
her heady delicate flower. Her lovely essence tantalizing his 
nostrils. Her labia opened as she pulled her knees towards her 
chest. He placed his hot hand on her mound very gently; she 
trembled, her legs draped open more. 

He looked up at her pretty face. Her eyes were closed, with a 
slight smile on her lips. Her pink tongue would dart out every few 
seconds wetting her lips. Her breathing had become more intense, 
her mound was scalding hot and her lovely developing ass was 
moving around, pushing her hot pussy against his hand. He 
remembered his dad kissing his mom's special place. He reached up 
and gently kissed the pouty lips. She pushed against his mouth, 
her lips opening slightly, her tender but firm clitoris touching 
his nose. He kissed again without removing his lips from hers, 
just pushed tighter and run his tongue into the hot crevice and 
moved up to play with her love button. 

Her movements became more pronounced each time he kissed. She was 
becoming wet with her juices and his saliva. His tongue found the 
small flap of skin she had mentioned. He played with it with his 
tongue. As he explored and titillated Trudi; he found the small 
opening below the skin flap he was looking for. He continued to 
run his tongue everywhere but was drawn to the delightful entrance 
he had exposed. It opened to about the size of his middle finger. 
It was very hot Her essence and his actions had taken him to the 
brink of a climax. 

He was nearly overwhelmed as he worked his mouth and tongue over 
her inviting flower. He finally inserted his index finger in her 
very wet opening. He moved his finger in and out very slowly, as 
he continued to kiss her compelling fragrant young flower, and the 
firm, protruding tumescent nodule. She was breathing very hard, 
mewing, as she gyrated her hips and pumped his magic finger. 

Dom had unzipped his shorts, managed to shed them and uncovered 
his 4 inch penis. His free hand now worked the hot shaft and the 
red-purple head. He wet his hand with his mouth; the moisture 
enhanced the movement on his shaft. Trudi suddenly reached down to 
him and tugged. He realized she wanted him on top of her like his 
dad and mom had done. Her eyes were glazed he could see as he came 
face to face with her.

He gently kissed her sweet mouth, running his tongue over her 
lips, automatically darting in her mouth, touching her tongue. She 
responded as she tried to fuck his searching cock. His wet tool 
found her opening after several try's. Her hymen was hardly 
covered the opening. He pushed gently, she pushed hard. He entered 
her well lubricated sheath carefully; he was close to a climax. It 
would be better in her delicious hole. She trembled, moaned, and 
pushed even harder as she held his ass and pulled.

He slowly pulled back and then pushed in again. She increased her 
speed, pounding against him, starting to reach the apex of her 
first climax. He could hold on no more, he exploded with a 
paralyzing violence he had witnessed before watching his parents; 
pushing tight to her mound, he filled her small flower with a 
small amount of cum and the heat of the moment from his firm 
pulsating cock. She shuddered as she crested her peak nearly at 
the same moment, holding him tight to her small firm body; her 
screams muffled by his chest where she pushed her face. She bit 
him. 

They lay still, wrapped in one another's embrace for several 
moments. He raised up on his elbows, looked at her pretty tanned 
relaxed face encased, now, with damp strawberry blonde hair. Her 
lips were a little swollen from kissing but inviting. He brought 
his lips to hers with a tender lingering kiss, she held him tight 
as she let her pink tongue teasingly search for his. Holding her 
such, he slowly rolled over so she was on top; his penis still 
stiff and in her warm sheath. "Was that Fucking?" she asked as she 
laid her head on his chest.

"Uh-Huh," he replied as he lightly ran his hand over her lower 
back and lovely developing derriere. Are you okay? Did you like 
it?"

"Oh yes! And you found my other hole," she exclaimed as she lifted 
up and looked down to his still embedded hard penis in her vagina. 
Then with a big grin, she said, "Let's have another picnic 
tomorrow."


