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By Fatherodelli at fatherodelli@yahoo.com


The growing up years of Rudy Huxtable from "The Cosby Show" 
has prompted considerable controversy from viewers through 
its many years on television.  Many blame the fact that 
Rudy Huxtable didn't stay cute and adorable forever for the 
demise of the show.  The fact is, whether we like it or 
not, she ultimately grew up.  However, some of us thought 
her growing up phase was particularly appealing.  This 
story looks at coming-of-age Rudy with a sexual 
perspective.


If you are under the age of eighteen or you are forbidden 
to read this type of erotic literature in your area, please 
exit now.

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Call me crazy, call me an idiotic risk-taker or call me a 
slut.  The truth is, I lusted for my girlfriend's little 
sister.  I just couldn't help myself!  Her name was Rudy 
Huxtable and she was only twelve years old.  She had only 
recently discovered she had a pussy and seemed to be 
wondering what she was going to do with it.  I was 
seventeen and ready to impregnate the world.  We were just 
a bad combination and about to make perverse things happen.  
There was something about her I really can't explain.  But 
let me try.  

I think the rest of her family thought she was becoming 
ugly now that she was past the kindergarten cute type of 
girl.  She looked like a little girl one day, then to 
everyone's surprise, grew this great adolescent body the 
next.  To me, she was becoming more delectable every day.  
Maybe it was because she seemed like a rose with its petals 
tightly wrapped, all ready to open into a most beautiful 
creation.  Maybe she reminded me of an apple, not quite 
ripe but ripe enough to be picked and devoured before 
someone else did.  Maybe it was because I sensed that very 
soon she was going to be a great fuck.  Part of it was 
because I had witnessed her development over the last year 
and I liked what I saw.  A lot of it was because her little 
round tits sat SO high and inviting on her chest.  And then 
there was that ass, that wonderful virgin ass!  My 
girlfriend, Denise Huxtable, the second oldest daughter of 
Dr. Cliff Huxtable, had told me she thought Rudy's ass was 
too big for a girl of only twelve.  Sure, in a few years 
her ass would be a problem.  But for now, it was divine!  
Rudy had the perfect round bubble-butt with absolutely no 
sag.  God, it looked so firm, just full of muscle.  I had 
more than one wet dream thinking what it would be like to 
flip up her short skirt, bend her over the arm of the sofa 
and pump little Rudy from behind.  Of course, all the while 
I would be looking down at that perfect ass with my cock 
sliding in and out of her little love channel.  Even as I 
watched Rudy play football with the neighborhood boys, I 
wondered how many of those guys pinched her firm tits or 
grabbed her perfect ass in the pile.  It should be 
downright illegal for a girl of twelve to have a body like 
that!  Call it illegal procedure if you want.    

At the time, I was the boyfriend of Rudy's older sister 
Denise.  I had dated Denise Huxtable for over a year.  
Jesus, what a fox!  She had the most luscious lips, bedroom 
eyes, soft and delicious body.  She was every man's dream.  
Denise loved to fuck and we had a great time.  So, why did 
I have wondering eyes for her little sister?  I could never 
explain it for sure.  As a matter of fact, in the last 
couple of months I had visions of Rudy's tits in my mind 
while I fucked away on her older sister.  Actually I think 
Rudy's tits were bigger and firmer.  I knew I didn't want 
to lose Denise, but I also knew I wanted to have some fun 
with little Rudy.  

I think I really started to see the possibilities with Rudy 
one day after she arrived home from junior high school.  
Denise and I were in her room pretending to be studying.  I 
was always too afraid to fuck her in her room, but I 
usually fingered the hell out of her and sucked those sexy 
tits time and time again.  On this particular day, Denise 
and I decided to take a break from some heated passion and 
go for a spin to a local coffee shop.  As we neared the 
stairway that lead to the living room, we could hear Rudy 
and her mother having a serious discussion, accented with 
typical Huxtable humor.  Her Mother seemed to be comforting 
Rudy somewhat while Denise and I eavesdropped.  The 
conversation went like this:

Mother - "You shouldn't worry Rudy.  That is such a natural 
thing."
Rudy    - "Yeah, but Mom, why did I start RIGHT THEN?"
Mother - "It's because a woman can't control WHEN she 
starts her flow."
Rudy    - "But the timing was horrible!  There I was in 
English class with my teacher explaining about punctuation 
and I started my PERIOD!"

So, apparently Rudy was becoming a little woman.  Denise 
seemed unconcerned and uninterested in the news.  But I 
wasn't.  Frankly, I was probably a little TOO interested in 
Rudy's physical development.

I started to feel more and more sexual tension between Rudy 
and I after that.  Sure, she still jumped rope and played 
hopscotch with her friends.  But, when I came around, she 
would talk with me more and tease me more, much to the 
giggling delight of her twelve-year-old friends.

My first chance to take this plan further finally came.  I 
arrived a little early to pick up Denise one evening.  
Denise's Mother and Father were both working late and the 
rest of the family was away with other activities.  Since I 
was early and Denise was running late, I was left with 
about half an hour to wait on the living room sofa.  I had 
barely sat down and turned on the TV when Rudy came 
bursting through the door, straight from junior high 
cheerleading practice.  She was hot and tired as well as 
being unbelievable talkative about the new routines they 
were working on.  She threw off her denim jacket and I was 
presented with Rudy the cheerleader, dressed in a yellow 
sweater with red letters and a short cheerleader skirt with 
red and yellow pleats.  Topping off her outfit were yellow 
knee socks, red tennis shoes and yellow laces.  Jesus, she 
looked hot and I don't just mean in a temperature way!  She 
plopped down on the sofa in what I'm sure her Mother would 
consider a most unladylike way, facing me with her legs 
crossed Indian-style.  She made sure her little skirt 
dropped down between her legs so it wasn't like I got a 
clear eyeful of her crotch.  

The next part is difficult to explain.  But, to any 
sexually active guy, there is almost a way of knowing if 
you are dealing with a girl that is sexually charged, even 
BEFORE anything is said or done.  In Rudy's case, I'm sure 
she really didn't know what she was feeling or why she was 
feeling it.  But, I knew from the first moment she walked 
into the room that she was like a virginal bitch in heat.  
Her smell was captivating.  She smelled a little bit 
sweaty.  She smelled a little bit like a junior high girl 
chewing pink bubble gum.  She smelled a little bit like 
some kind of young girl perfume.  Mostly, with her legs 
crossed and her animated behavior, I swear I could smell 
her pussy a little bit, too.  My dick sprang to life like 
never before.  Pheromones and sexual energy filled the air!  
I tried not to stare at her dark, soft, muscular legs.  I 
tried not to picture how black and curly her new pussy 
hairs were.  I tried not to wonder if the inside of her 
pussy was as pink as Denise's.  But, I obsessed on all of 
those things anyway as I feigned interest in her junior 
high babble.

For the first five minutes or so, I really don't remember 
any specifics of what she was saying.  I think it was 
something about cheerleading and trying to learn their 
routines.  It was during those first five minutes that I 
was smiling at her, trying not to make my hard-on look 
obvious while evaluating my chance for showing Rudy some 
things about sex.  I knew I had to get something done soon, 
before Denise was ready or some other member of the family 
arrived home.

Finally, she slumped down further and laid her head on the 
arm of the couch, sliding her feet, legs and pussy that 
much closer to me.  She started to complain how tired she 
was and how lucky Denise was to have a boyfriend that took 
her out on dates.  Seeing my chance, I told her how pretty 
she was becoming and how sexy she was and how much I would 
like her for a girlfriend if I were a boy in her class.  I 
didn't really say anything revolutionary, just the typical 
things a guy says if he wants to get into a girl's pants.  
But to that comment, she smiled coyly and got a look in her 
eye I had never seen Rudy display before.  It just seemed 
so natural to place my hand on the inside of her velvety-
soft knee and massage it a little.  She responded 
immediately to my touch and emitted a little sigh.  At that 
point, I think little Rudy started to be guided by her 
pussy, not by her head.  Lord knows she didn't have any 
idea what she was doing.  But, the hormones that were 
racing through her newly pubescent body were creating a 
mounting desire in her pussy.  And, that desire was showing 
up in her horny behavior.  

My raging hormones started to take over, too.  I wasn't 
going to turn back now.  Moving my massaging hand up her 
thigh, I was amazed at how soft and warm she was to the 
touch.  Interestingly enough, the closer I got to her 
pussy, the more heat I could feel.  She seemed to relax to 
the situation.  Rudy was enjoying herself!  I continued 
massaging and stroking.  Her thigh muscles were hard as 
rocks, yet her skin was smooth as a baby's.  When I finally 
reached her Promised Land, the heat she was emanating from 
her pussy was nearly overpowering.  She was slightly damp, 
too, as I ran my thumb over her gold panties on her pussy.  
Part of the dampness was probably from working out at 
cheerleader practice and part of it was undoubtedly because 
she was turned on and getting juicy. Frankly, I didn't care 
why her little pussy and panties were so wet, I was just 
interested in taking this as far as I could in the limited 
amount of time I was working with.

I wanted to touch her pussy with my fingers in the worst 
way, but since I was facing her and she was still in a 
cross-legged position, the best I could do was to continue 
to stroke her pussy lips with my thumb.  But, I was in 
heaven anyway!  It became more and more apparent to me that 
she wasn't going to turn me down or suddenly clamp her 
little legs together in disgust.  I flicked my thumb back 
and forth over her pussy lips.  Over and over I made that 
wonderful trip across the hills and crevice of her pussy 
lips.  When I eased my thumb under her panties, she sighed 
audibly and opened her legs a little more.  Her pussy was 
absolutely fine!  I could feel a fair amount of soft pubic 
hairs, complemented by some curly, coarse hairs near her 
heavenly crevice.

Suddenly I just wanted to dive into her little muff and eat 
her out with no mercy.  Fleeting thoughts of sucking her 
clit into my mouth nearly overpowered me.  I did move my 
face closer to her pussy and inhaled the musky scent of her 
hot, wet box as I continued my assault on her pussy.  I 
slipped the tip of my thumb into her fuck hole just far 
enough for her muscles to involuntary flex and try to keep 
me from going further in.  For a brief few seconds, the 
little tart held her breath, then exhaled and relaxed the 
muscles that were guarding her cunt hole.  I worked my 
thumb in and out for a while, stopping only long enough to 
slide up between her newly opened lips to do a few circles 
on her hard little clit.  My thumb fucking of this hot 
little girl became more rhythmic, in and, in and out, over 
and over again.  Eventually I stuck my thumb in as far as 
it would go, giving her a slight indication of would feel 
to have a young, hard dick stuck inside her little pussy.  
Her breathing and slight circular motion of her hips told 
me everything was good for Rudy, too.

I suddenly snapped back into reality when I heard Denise 
shut her bedroom door.  Rudy knew what that meant, too.  I 
quickly suggested we should go out for an ice cream cone 
next week when I knew Denise would be away at a school-
sponsored event.  Rudy smiled a sleepy smile and nodded her 
head.  That made me incredibly happy.  We would go for ice 
cream all right, but we would also end up in my parent's 
basement where I would fuck this little girl and fill her 
little pussy with cum.  

Without saying another word, Rudy and I made everything 
look so normal in just a few seconds.  My thumb made a 
little suction sound as it popped out of her pussy.  I 
quickly threw the blanket from the back of the sofa onto 
her body to cover her spread out legs.  She pulled the 
blanket up to her neck and closed her eyes.  Casually I 
picked up the evening paper and stared blankly at the front 
page.  The smell of pussy was wafting everywhere from 
Rudy's wet little cunt.  It was on my finger and still 
emanating from her little pussy.  I decided I couldn't do 
anything about that.     

"Hey you guys, what's up?" Denise blurted out as she 
smilingly came down the stairs.  I sprang to my feet and 
greeted her with a kiss in return.  Then, with a half 
smile, she looked down at Rudy.  "She's asleep?" she asked 
with a perplexed look on her face.  I sort of shrugged and 
told her that Rudy said she wasn't feeling very well.  
Denise placed her palm on Rudy's forehead in a very 
motherly way.  "She's hot," referring to her body 
temperature.  What I really wanted to say was that Denise 
should feel Rudy's pussy if she really wants to feel 
something that's hot!  But of course I couldn't say that.   
Denise headed quietly for the door and motioned for me to 
follow. 

As we drove away, Denise remarked that Rudy was probably 
already asleep on the sofa because she gets so overtired 
from cheerleader practice.  I nodded in agreement, but what 
I really thought was that Rudy probably had her panties 
pulled to the side with one hand and was furiously finger 
fucking herself with the other hand.  Apparently Denise had 
no idea of her sister's new sexuality.

So, I was left with a decision.  Did I really want to risk 
my relationship with Denise and the wrath of Denise's 
father just to pop Rudy's cherry?  Would it be worth it?  
The answer came pretty easy, actually.  Hell, I was only 
seventeen!  What could be more important than good, 
willing, virgin pussy?


Let me know your thoughts on this story.  Please email me 
at fatherodelli@yahoo.com


  
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