MY_LITTLE_FRIEND_HAYLEY__Mf_1st
By Fatherodelli (Fatherodelli@yahoo.com)



Disclaimer: If you are under the age of 18, this story is not for 
you.  Please find a different story.

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It was late in the afternoon as I returned home from work. I had 
recently moved into a new apartment on the third floor. It was a 
beautiful, warm January day in Houston Texas. However, the days 
were short, and in an hour or so the sun would be down. Before I 
walked into my apartment, I looked around. This seemed to be a 
very quiet place to live. I had heard children playing from time 
to time in the few weeks I'd been here, but really had never 
really seen many. Earlier in the day, I saw a cute girl roller 
blading in the parking lot. She was the most appealing girl I had 
seen since moving in. She was a little too round for her age, a 
bad omen for the likelihood of being a fat teenager and adult in 
her not-too-distant future. But, for now she looked pretty good. 
No matter what the age of the girl, they always looks better 
roller blading because of the way they bend slightly forward for 
balance and stick their little asses out as they roll along. She 
had on a narrow-strapped tank top that was a little too big for 
her, so she presented me with a few choice looks as she bent over 
slightly and skated back and forth. She had on no bra and 
unknowingly exposed her pointed little tits that showed some 
natural shape already starting in her breast area. 

As I started to unlock my door, I caught a glimpse of a figure to 
my left. Looking closer, I could see it was the same girl I had 
seen roller blading earlier, this time with a towel wrapped 
around her. She was apparently heading for the pool. I quickly 
put my key in my pocket and headed down the stairs, catching up 
with her just as she descended into the swimming pool. I stood by 
the pool as if I was checking out the pool area. She looked up at 
me a time or two in the first minute. I broke the ice by saying, 
"how's the water? A little too cool?" "No, she replied, it's not 
cold at all, especially if you stay under the water." "How deep 
is it?" I asked, even though I could plainly see the depth 
numbers on the sides. "I can't really touch the bottom here," she 
answered.  I noticed she was in the five-foot area, so that was a 
reasonable response. I sat down in a nearby lounge chair to soak 
up the remaining late afternoon rays of the Houston sun.  Her 
smiling little face was the only part of her that was just above 
the water line. She was standing just a few feet in front of me. 
"If I stand on my tiptoes on the little ledge at the bottom of 
the wall, I can just barely touch." That was my cue. I walked to 
the edge of the pool and looked straight down, as if to look into 
the pool. Young girls really can't tell where you are looking and 
I don't think they really care too much either. They also have no 
idea the amount of allure and power they hold over most men, just 
because they have those little tits. Actually, I was looking 
right down her top. I don't think she was really wearing a 
swimming suit. It was more like short shorts with a long, low-
necked, rather thin top over it. The top didn't cling to her 
body, so it made for a great view. As she bounced back and forth 
holding the edge of the pool, I could see her nicely rounded 
little tits. Her little nipples were a little bit reddish and 
slightly swollen, showing promise of growth to come. She had no 
idea how much she was turning me on. 

I continued the conversation with her, asking if she had lived 
here long. "Since September" was her reply. "With your Mom and 
Dad?", I asked. "Just my Mom and her boyfriend", she answered. 
"Do you like her boyfriend?" To that, she only screwed up her 
face, apparently meaning some disapproval with him. So here was a 
girl independent enough to swim alone and apparently without a 
doting Mother. "How about friends?" I continued, "have you made 
any new friends here?" "Not really, except I guess there's one 
boy. He says we are friends, but I don't know if I like him very 
much. When he looks at you his eyes don't really look RIGHT at 
you, know what I mean?" I nodded. I was struck by how forward she 
was with information and conversation. She was obviously at least 
a little lonely. She continued, "I moved here from Minnesota. My 
Dad still lives there. I'm going to have a baby brother or sister 
from him and his girlfriend soon. He says I get to be there to 
watch the delivery." "Wow!" I responded, "that will be great for 
you. Watching a baby being born is good for a girl your age." 
Frankly, young girls are always so interested in babies and 
motherhood and other things related to sex. "How old are you 
anyway?" I asked. "I'm 11, but I'll be 12 on April 5." I watched 
her little tits for a few more minutes, commenting from time to 
time on how well she could float on her back or paddle around the 
pool. Younger girls, just like older girls, love compliments and 
I knew it would pay big dividends in the future. She would gladly 
want to spend more time with me if I gave her this much positive 
reinforcement. As I got up to walk away, I said, "What's your 
first name?" "Hayley" she replied. "Well Hayley, I think I'll 
wait to swim until tomorrow. Maybe I'll see you here." "Maybe" 
she responded with a smile. 

As I stepped into my apartment, I smiled as I realized I had just 
made a new friend, someone that I would likely see more of in the 
days ahead. This could be a lot of fun! 

Several days passed before I saw Hayley again. This time we were 
both in the pool and I was amazed at how much she treated me like 
an old friend. As a matter of fact, she was almost annoying. Of 
course her salvation was that she, for some mysterious reason, 
turned me on.  Sometimes I just can't understand what makes my 
testosterone boil!  Just as I had expected, she was eager for 
attention and I gave it to her in a very adult-like, responsible 
way. Actually, she wouldn't leave me alone for long in the pool, 
unexpectedly jumping in almost on top of me, giggling at me and 
then swimming away to avoid my attempting to grab her. But, I 
knew better than to touch her. I finally decided that perhaps we 
could take this budding friendship to a new level. As I left the 
pool, I asked her if her Mother was home and she replied that she 
wouldn't be home until 6pm, about 3 hours away. Then she 
volunteered that her Mother's boyfriend would not be home until 
10pm. Seeing the opening, I asked her if she would like to come 
to my place for a Mountain Dew to which she teasingly replied, "I 
like Pepsi better, but Dew will do."  I gave her my apartment 
number and happily headed home to shower. 

In barely the time it took for me to shower and put on some 
lounge wear, she was at my door. This time, she had on a white T-
shirt over light blue shorts. She already seemed to feel so 
comfortable with me and was apparently not the least bit nervous 
about being alone in a man's apartment. I could feel my dick 
starting to ready for action as I stood there looking at her 
vulnerable, pre-pubescent form in my doorway. She eagerly walked 
in and flopped down on the sofa, grabbing the throw pillow in the 
process. Partly lying down on the sofa she said, "swimming makes 
me tired." I handed her the glass of Mountain Dew that I had 
promised her. Unknown to her, it contained about one-third 
champagne, just enough to heighten her drowsiness and lighten her 
inhibitions. She swallowed the drink very quickly and asked for 
more, commenting that she was really thirsty. Not one word did 
she say about the unusual taste of the Mountain Dew/champagne 
combination, although I knew from previous experience that 
champagne is difficult to taste mixed with Mountain Dew. I fixed 
her another drink and we visited about things 11-year-old girls 
have on their mind. 

After ten minutes or so, she picked up a men's clothing catalog 
from the coffee table. She immediately turned to the pages with 
men clad only in thong underwear. I could tell her inhibitions 
were disappearing fast as the alcohol affected her brain. "Why do 
you like those pages?" I asked. "I've always liked to look at 
men, you know what I mean?" she said, giggling nervously. "That's 
okay and very natural, especially at your age", I responded, 
quickly reinforcing her curiosity. "What particularly interests 
you about the men?" I asked. "I don't know, I think I just like 
their bodies and I don't really know much about men," was her 
quiet response.  We proceeded to look at various male models in 
the catalog, eventually joking that some had a bigger bulge in 
their crotch area than others. I asked her if she had ever seen a 
naked man and she shyly said she had not. 

After a few more minutes of leafing through the catalog, I asked 
her if she would like to see a naked man in a video and she 
nodded timidly. So, I put a video in the VCR that I knew started 
out a little slowly. I had a good thing going and I didn't want 
to scare her away. I sat close to her on the sofa, just close 
enough so our legs touched. She didn't seem to mind. The video 
showed a man and a woman kissing and making out for the first few 
minutes. Gradually it progressed to the couple removing their 
clothes and showing some nice nude shots of each.  She giggled 
nervously and had trouble sitting still, apparently because of 
the sexual anxiety caused by what she was seeing. The guy's cock 
was hard and long and there were a couple of choice close-ups, so 
close that you could see the bulging veins and the huge mushroom 
head very plainly. She sat mesmerized at what was probably her 
first view of a living cock in her young life and she began 
squirming around nervously. I pulled her closer to me by reaching 
over for the outside of her thigh and sliding her against me. Her 
response was to slide down with her butt closer to the edge of 
the sofa, almost in a reclining position across my chest. She 
surprised me by wrapping both of her hands and arms around my 
arm, hugging it and resting her soft cheek on my upper arm. She 
loved the attention as the champagne kicked in even more. As she 
hugged my arm rather tightly, I dropped my hand slightly and it 
came to rest on her upper mons area. I massaged that area lightly 
to see if there would be any objection from Hayley, but none was 
forthcoming.  I noticed that she was breathing faster than normal 
and was obviously getting a little turned-on from the action on 
the video as well as the physical stimulation she was feeling 
from my touching her. 

Eventually I put my arm around her and softly touched her upper 
chest, slowly working my fingers downward to knead her little 
girl tits. Her little swellings were firm to the touch and she 
began making little cooing sounds. I squeezed her tiny nipples 
gently and they quickly became hard as little pebbles. I liked 
the fact that she was bra-less because that intensifies the 
feeling for the female many times over. Next, I decided to see if 
the time was right to make a move that would either give me the 
green light or tell me the fun was over.  I very deliberately and 
carefully helped her to lie across my chest so she ended up 
resting her head near my opposite shoulder. That gave me room so 
I could very gently and very slowly rub down her tummy, 
eventually touching the ultimate prize. I slid my thumb back and 
forth across the ridges of her pussy lips, stopping momentarily 
each time my thumb fell into her very special little slit. Then I 
would apply a little pressure before moving on to the other lip. 
Every time my thumb stopped in her little crack, she would tense 
up, catch her breath and hold it until my thumb moved on. I was 
so pleased with her co-operation. She seemed to like it, allowing 
her legs to fall open slightly more and moving even closer and at 
a better angle to help the touching. When the video ended, we sat 
there for a few minutes just cuddling and touching. She obviously 
was thriving on all of my attention. If I played my cards right, 
this little girl would turn into a fine lover. 

The afternoon was passing quickly and I began to worry about her 
Mother coming home from work. "Do you think you need to go home 
yet?" I asked. There was a fairly long pause before a slightly 
drowsy, overly turned-on little Hayley replied, "not yet. She 
always calls at 4:45 to check on me on the cell phone." She 
pointed to the end table next to the couch where she had placed 
her cell phone. That sounded safe enough to me. Thinking we 
better take full advantage of the wonderful moment we had worked 
toward, I brought her soft, warm hand to my lips, kissed it, and 
then placed it on my erect cock. This little girl seemed obsessed 
with cocks, but then why shouldn't she have an interest? With no 
Dad in the house and no brothers, she probably knew only an all 
girl environment. Eventually, I opened a button on the front of 
my lounge pants and pulled out my rock hard dick, hoping it would 
take her curiosity one step further. She caught her breath, 
seemingly very surprised. I put her soft hand on my shaft and she 
gently wrapped her little fingers around my very moderately 
sized, hot 7" cock. "What do ya think?" I asked. "It's so big and 
hard and soft and hot" she murmured breathing shallow. "Now let 
me touch you down there" I followed. There was a tension-filled 
pause in the conversation as she thought over what I had just 
said. "OK, but I'm a little scared." "No need to worry" I assured 
her. I had noticed earlier that her little shorts had an elastic 
waistband and would be easy to slide over her barely rounded 
hips. Before she had a chance to change her mind, I swiftly 
hooked my thumbs under the waistband, being sure I had her 
panties as well. Then I worked both her shorts and panties down 
below her hips and off her feet so I could spread her legs 
easily. Her panties were such "little girl" panties, with small 
blue flowers on pale yellow cotton. I slid my hand up to her 
crotch and massaged her soft pussy lips between my thumb and 
forefinger, first one side and then the other. They were so soft 
and supple with a thickness of little girl fat. What could be 
more pure than a hairless pussy? The insides were slick with 
moisture and I began to smell the combination of the way a young 
girl smells slightly tinged with teenage girl pussy juice wafting 
in the air. I started to rub softly on her tiny clit, spreading 
her delicate lips as I manipulated. At the same time, she fondled 
my cock with more fervor, rather clumsily squeezing and rubbing 
it erratically. 

My concentration was on making her feel good and I eventually 
found her virgin hole and gently pushed only my fingertip inside. 
She held her breath, then released it in a huge sigh when I 
stopped my finger movement briefly. She was both wet like a 
little girl and, at the same time, a little bit juicy like a big 
girl as her little pussy did its best biologically to prepare 
itself for whatever was about to come. "Does that feel good, 
Hayley?" I asked rhetorically. "Yeah, yeah I've never felt so 
good before." came the whispering reply. "You're a beautiful, 
sexy young lady," I added. "Since we like each other so much," I 
explained, "there is something else we can do that will feel even 
better to you. We can rub my cock on your little pussy and you 
will love it!" "O-O-Okay, but please be careful and don't hurt 
me," she responded with hesitation in her voice. "Don't worry 
about a thing," I assured her. That was a big issue to convince 
her of. After all, sex is about feeling good and this young lady 
was fully in the mood to feel good, not get hurt. 

As I moved her soft body around to lie her down on the couch, I 
decided it was time to see how much I was really in control of 
this situation. So, in an authoritative but calm voice, I gave 
her a direct command. "Take off you T-shirt, Hayley." There was a 
slight hesitation in her manner. I think she was surprised by my 
assumption that I expected her to expose her tiny tits. It didn't 
really worry me a lot that she would refuse, however, because 
girls are usually more possessive and worried about someone 
seeing and touching their pussies than their tits. After a few 
seconds, she reached down, took hold of the bottom of her T-shirt 
with both hands and slowly pulled it over her head as she 
continued to stare directly into my eyes. At the same time, my 
eyes were treated to her darling little tits in all their glory! 
She didn't have on her training bra, so those soft little 
immature swellings were in full view. I squeezed them a little 
with both my hands and she whimpered, fully feeling a new sexual 
touch. They were just as I remembered them from the pool in our 
first meeting; a definite shape to her beginning breasts with a 
little pointed reddish nipple proudly standing on top. In her 
sexual high, the area around her nipple was now fully swollen, 
giving her the appearance of a disproportionately large nipple 
area compared to her breast. I love that look. You can only find 
a tit like that on pre-pubescent girls. I wrapped my tongue 
around one nipple and then the other, sucking with some force, 
eventually inhaling her entire breasts into my mouth, alternating 
first to the right one and then to the left one. When I did that, 
she began arching her pussy into the air, as if pleading for more 
stimulation on and in her wet, little cunt. I didn't hesitate. 

Positioning myself on top of her, I looked down at a delectable 
sight. She was now completely naked. I placed both of my palms 
just below her knees and slowly pushed up and out, completely 
exposing her pussy. It was pinkish-red, wet and fully swollen at 
this point. I couldn't help but think of how much she looked like 
a frog with her legs pulled up in this fashion. She was a pudgy 
little frog and completely at my mercy. She continued to moan 
with her head tipped back and her eyes closed. Sliding my dick 
between her soft, little pussy lips, I had decided it was time to 
see what I could do to seriously attempt to pre-fuck this little 
girl. 

Then the phone rang! Hayley quickly grabbed the TV remote and 
turned it on quite loudly to cartoons, apparently duplicating the 
background sounds from home her Mother was used to hearing. Then, 
she reached over her head and fumbled for the cell phone. She 
answered with a rather shaky voice and shallow breathing. Her 
Mother must have asked if everything was OK, hearing her 
daughter's almost whispering tones. "Yeah, I'm fine Mom. Just a 
little sleepy I guess, just watching cartoons." What a turn-on! 
Here I was introducing this woman's daughter to the wonderful 
world of sex and she had no idea. If only she could have seen 
little Hayley at that time, all spread out with a 7 inch cock 
slipping up and down her pussy, fully capable of splitting her 
sweet daughter in two. "Okay, I'll see you at 6, Mom," smiled 
Hayley. She clicked off the phone, smiled lustily at me and lay 
back again to resume our lovemaking. Thank God for cell phones! 
They make so many things possible. If she had no cell phone, she 
would be home REALLY watching cartoons, not about to have sex for 
the first time in her young life. 

Taking my cock in my hand, I slid the tip inside her puffy pussy 
lips. Our wetness combined had a stimulating effect on both of us 
and it was all I could do to stop myself from moving down 
slightly lower and plunging into this little virgin. But, I knew 
better because there would be too much pain and I wanted to have 
her for another day, too. So instead, I continued to slide my 
cock up and down her inviting crease, stopping at the top of my 
motion to insert her little clit into my pee hole. After several 
minutes, I started to ease the head of my cock inside her 
immature tiny hole just a little. This took time, because she 
started talking about fearing pain and asking what I was doing. I 
continued to reassure her that I would never do anything to hurt 
her. Hayley's soft face was flushed red, much like a mature woman 
on a sexual high.  Most of the time she had her eyes closed and 
her head tipped back.  She didn't say much of anything after I 
had gained her confidence. She simply kept moaning a sound with a 
quirky questioning tone, sounding like  "NNNNN?" "NNNNN?" 
"NNNNN?" "NNNNN?" in short bursts over and over.  When I looked 
down at the action, I could see that my entire mushroom head 
would slide completely out of sight, then fully reappear as I 
popped it out of her lips. I wasn't really IN her; I was just 
sliding deeper into her swollen pussy lips as they wrapped 
themselves around my cock. So, only an inch or so was enveloped 
inside her pre-pubescent lips. 

One of the best parts of having sex with a girl of this maturity 
level is because their lips are still tight and turgid. Sliding 
in and out of them creates a kind of "sip, sip, sip" sound that 
you can only get from a girl like Hayley. As her lips rippled 
over the ring at the base of my mushroom head, it created an 
ecstasy that is all too rare! A little younger than her and you 
can't get it in far enough. A little older than her and the pussy 
lips have less tightness; they are more mature and start to 
almost stand open to be able to REALLY accept a man's cock. Also, 
they don't snap back with the same delightful elasticity as a 
girl Hayley's age can. Probably 5 inches or more of my rock-hard 
cock was in my hand, not in her pussy. I kept my hand on my cock 
to prevent myself from going too deep. I could tell I was about 
to come anyway, with the combination of the wetness and friction 
on her hot, little lips. And then it happened! My orgasm was 
almost excruciating! It almost hurt! I made sure I shot globs of 
cum inside her little hole, then pulled out and sprayed the rest 
on her pointed tits and tummy. What a delight! I slid off her and 
lay close beside her enveloping her in my arms. She wrapped her 
arms tightly around my neck and we remained silent for a few 
moments, treasuring the afterglow of this amazing experience.  

After I ascertained that she was feeling OK, she asked me with 
the most inquisitive and adorable little girl voice, "is that 
sex?" "Yes, I said, and if you want to, we can do lots more 
things another day that feel even better." "I want to," was her 
only reply. I kissed my way down to her pussy and carefully 
examined her in that sensitive area. Except for some redness and 
lingering puffiness, there was no obvious physical damage. I felt 
content that this had been a good experience for both of us. I 
slowly began licking inside her lips, swallowing my semen and 
cleaning her up. "Isn't that yucky?" she asked "licking a girl 
down there?" "Of course not", I responded. "You are a darling 
girl and I want to take good care of you." Having finished all I 
could do with my tongue, I excused myself to the bathroom and 
brought back a cool, damp washcloth. I softly cleaned her tender 
pussy, holding the washcloth on her swollen lips in hopes of 
easing the swelling and the tenderness. "Will anyone see your 
pussy yet today?" I asked. "Of course not", she giggled. "The 
only one that ever sees me naked is my Mother if she comes in 
while I'm taking a bath. But today, I've already showered since I 
swam." "You will never tell anyone about today, right?" I asked. 
"Never" she promised. "I could never tell anyone about this even 
if I wanted to and I sure don't want to." "Do you feel OK?" I 
asked her as I kissed her again. "I'll never forget that content, 
serene look on Hayley's face as she murmured, "I feel so good." 

With those issues taken care of, I helped her back into her 
clothes, gave her a big hug and a long kiss and sent her on her 
way. "I'll see you at the pool," I whispered into her ear. "Can 
we have fun like this again sometime?" she asked. "Of course!" I 
eagerly replied. Then she wiggled her hips back and forth and 
clenched her upper legs together a few times as if trying to 
adjust to the new feeling between her legs. She giggled and 
looked at me, both of us knowing what had caused this apparent 
new tingle.  I reached over and teasingly tousled her hair as you 
would any little buddy.  She walked quietly and slowly out the 
door, pausing to wave before she walked down the stairs and out 
of sight. What a great day! Hayley and I were going to have many, 
many more great times. 


Please send any comments to fatherodelli@yahoo.com. 




  
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