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(Mf, cons, ped)
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--- INTRODUCTION ---
Please read before going further so you have a basic background of the story.
You are about to read the rough draft of an excerpt from a novel I'm writing.
It tells of my experiences with two young girls, Holly and Jennifer, who I met
after moving into my neighborhood. Holly is 13, and Jennifer is 12.
If you want to read the full story of how we met, and the events leading up to
this chapter, go to https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ajhill/www/index.htm to
read the novel (as much as I've written so far).
== Holly (The Moment) ==
Timeline: December 8, 2005
A couple evenings ago my wife went out for a few hours on a girls night out,
shopping and what-not. While she was gone, Holly came over to practice her
saxaphone in my recording studio, playing along with some actual music. This is
was the first time doing this after it was suggested by her grandparents next
door. They figured that if she played along with actual music, then she'd get a
better feel for playing the sax, and how to play in an ensemble. So I ran the
music, and she played along with it. She's not bad.
After about 30 minutes of that, she put the sax down and said she wanted a
break. We both were sitting on stools, and when she had placed the instrument
on its stand, she was looking around kind of in an unsure way of what to do
next. I assumed she was just not used to the situation, and was a little shy
or something. Myself, all I could think of was how I wanted to take her in my
arms and not let go (her young, 13yo body is slim and perfect. She has
strawberry blonde hair, almost to the middle of her back. It nicely frames her
face, those pale greenish eyes, cute nose, and a mouth with a pair of lips that
look so soft and begged to be kissed. She was wearing a summer weight, cotton,
button-down top with short sleeves; white with tiny flowers printed on it, and
her bra was vaguely visible through the material. Her breasts are just starting
to grow, and just the right size that says she's still a girl but becoming a
young woman. I drool over that kind of shape. I wanted her so badly).
But instead I small-talked about her music and stuff, trying to find some
common ground to build on. We did have music in common, so that was a good
start, and we chatted about that for a couple minutes. Then she suddenly
changed the subject:
"Where's your wife?", she asked me in a normal curious tone. A legit question,
but I now know he was making sure we'd be alone for awhile.
"She went out with some friends", I said. "probably won't be back until,
midnight", I joked. When my wife goes out, she doesn't come back for hours.
But that's not always a bad thing. Holly giggled over that. She's so damn
cute when she does that.
"Oh, by the way", she said. "Dooo yooouu... rememmberrr....", in a way that
she wasn't sure how to say it, "what we talked about on Thanksgiving?" Her eyes
looked down after asking what I figure was a brave thing to ask me.
"Yup", I said. "Why"? I wanted Holly to lead this conversation. After all, she
started it.
"Remember what I said? That I wanted to have sex? ...with you?" That last
part came out almost like an afterthought, or as if she wanted to be sure I
knew what she was talking about.
"Yeah, but you said it in a different way". I was giving her a sly smile with
that.
"Yeah", she giggled, "I know", her head up but looking off to the side. A quick
glance back at me.
"Well, Holly, we should kinda talk about that, I think." I saw her face get a
little worried. "That's kind of a big thing to do, you know." A quick little
double nod from her. I think she thought she was in trouble. "But I would
like to do it, too. With you." Her head snapped my way and her widened eyes
locked on mine almost instantly.
"YOU DO???", she blurted out. "Really?"
"Yes. But what about me being older, and what happens if anyone ever found
out? You know I'd go to jail, don't you?"
She put her hands up in a hold-it-right-there position, leaned forward slightly,
and said real fast, "Yeah but no one would find out because I'll never tell not
even my best friend because it would get me in trouble. And you. I don't want
you to get in trouble either."
"Okay", I said, chuckling at this mini-outburst. "Sounds like you know what's
what, eh?"
"Oh yeah", she said, nodding her head with wide eyes.
"Okay. Hey, these stools are hard on my butt (she chuckled). Let's sit on the
couch." So that's where we headed. The couch is in my studio, so we're still
behind closed doors, and there are no windows to the outside. We were very
much alone together.
I sat down near the far right of the couch, and Holly, who I assumed would sit
next to me, sat down ON me!! - straddling my legs, facing me. I mean, her soft
young behind was now pressing on my upper thighs, and she was hitching up as
close to me as possible (I really gotta lose that belly I've grown over the
years). Her face was maybe 6 inches away from mine. Then she says: "I don't
wanna talk about it anymore. Let's just do it".
..."You're sure," I said flatly.
"Yeeessss. Stop saying that!", kinda frustrated at me.
"I just want to make sure that if we do this, it will be okay after."
"Yeah", she said, kind of softly. I think it may have been sinking in what she
was trying to make happen.
I looked at her, cupped her face in my hands, and said quietly. "You're a
pretty girl, and I like you a lot. I don't want to hurt you, or do anything to
make you mad at me or not want to be around me. And if I ever do anything you
don't like, just tell me and I'll back off. I just want you to be okay with
everything. Okay?"
She looked at me, searching my eyes for sincerity; and she got it. I meant
every word I said. Then she kinda smiled a little bit and gave a small nod.
Still holding her face in my hands, I moved closer to her as I gently brought
her face close to mine, and I kissed her softly on the lips then drew back to
look at her eyes. Her eyes said to continue. I kissed her again, and held it
this time. I can't describe the feel of her lips. they're soft, but very...
sexy. She kissed back, and it sent a tremor through me. I stroked her hair
softly, gently, as we kissed; and lightly rubbed her back. Little short kisses
where we really never stoped touching and never parted our lips very far. It
was an exploring of each other, getting to know each other. We did this for a
few seconds as I held her there, straddled across my lap, feeling the warmth of
her against me, taking in her breath, drinking in the youthful smell of her
skin, and those sweet, amazing lips on mine. It was indescribable. Thirteen
years old; so young and yet so sensual. So there we kissed, me rubbing her
back and stroking her hair; her just enjoying all of it. She didn't really
know what to do except kiss me, and I didn't mind. For these few precious
moments in time, she was mine.
She was wearing lavender-colored pants made of a soft material, something like
jogging pants but not as loose fitting (elastic band - no buttons or snaps. As
we sat there entwined, through those pants I could feel the softness between
her legs, pressing against my rock hard member. She could feel it, too; and she
gave a little push now and then to remind me why we were in that position. The
kissing was getting more heated now. We had already started parting lips as we
kissed, and I ever so slightly pushed my tongue between her lips at one point.
And she willingly took it. Her tongue and mine locked as we opened our mouths
together in an increasingly passionate moment that almost had me cumming in my
pants. Her breathing had changed by now, and her movement on my lap was
becoming more automatic/instinctive.
We came up for air after about five minutes of this, and she leaned backward a
little, eyes closed and let out a small sigh. I noticed that somehow, somewhere,
she had unbuttoned her top, and there it was, open. Her young, small breasts -
so small - pushing against her bra. There was a very small hint of where the
breast began around the outside of the bra cups. But I could see her hard
nipples aching to be free. Her skin is so smooth and soft looking. I couldn't
hold back any longer at the sight of it, and just buried my face in her chest.
Kissing and snuggling the space between her two blossoming buds. I reached
around to unclasp her bra, but found out it has a front clasp. I opened it, and
moved the cloth aside to reveal two fresh, succulent, pubescent breasts with
perfect little erect nipples ripe and ready for sucking.
I wasted no time as I put my mouth over her right breast, and flicked my tongue
lightly over her nipple, alternately sucking on it a bit. Her left breast I
had in my right hand, playing with her other nipple, caressing it, tugging it,
all while I sucked on the other one. She was loving it! Her head was back,
exposing her delicious young neck to my kisses, and she panted and moaned a
little as I played with her young body. And her skin smelled so good. No
perfumes or anything - just that pleasant but erotic smell of a young girl's
skin.
"Keep doing that", she panted. "Keep going...", and she got no argument from
me. There's nothing like the sound of a young girl panting and trying to talk
as she's being turned on. Her top and bra were now completely off, and as I
intoxicated myself with her upper body, she was lost in feelings she probably
never felt before. Then she leaned forward, hugged me close, and said:
"I really really wanna have sex with you." She could barely get it out, sort of
a half whisper... I mean, she was really really horny.
I never said a word. I stayed sitting down and gently moved her off to the
left of me so she could lay down on the couch next to where I'm sitting, her
feet up against my legs so that her knees were up and she was reclining on the
arm of the couch a little. My god she's beautiful laying there like that,
naked from the waist up. She laid there with her eyes close and breathing
slightly heavier than normal. I reached for the elastic band on her pants and
start slipping them off her; she moved so I could get them around her her tight
little cheeks, looking at me and biting her lower lip at the thought of being
exposed. She was wearing no underwear!! No wonder I could feel soft spot so
well before. And when her pants were completely off, she was laying there
totally naked, and the faint odor of a young wet pussy made its way to my nose.
Mmmmm, what an enticing odor it was. I stood up to take of my clothes, my eyes
glued to the beauty of this sexy 13-year old who is by now hornier than she's
ever been. Once my pants were off, I got on my knees next to the couch and
began by kissing her soft belly, and roaming my hands slowly around other parts
of her; her legs, her chest, and wherever else I could go. I loved her body.
It smelled and felt so good against my kisses. At her side like that I moved my
mouth toward the triangle between her legs. There were soft, new strands of
peach fuzz growing there. Nice to nuzzle with my face. I kissed all around
her sweet spot and her upper thighs. Being right in that area now, a stronger
version of that same odor of young sex invaded my nostrils, making me very hot.
She was squirming a little with pleasure, and just kinda goin "mmmmmmm" now and
then.
As I kissed around her peach, I drank in the smell of her juices that were now
waiting for me to enjoy. Young girls have a unique smell down there. It's
wonderful. Still on my knees by the couch at her side, I maneuvered around to
position myself between her legs. Her feet on my shoulders, I lowered my face
down to meet her very wet and very sweet smelling peach. I savored the odor as
I kissed the inner parts of her thighs right close to her lips. Then I cupped
my mouth over it, and reached out my tongue to her clit. On contact she must've
jumped half a mile as she cried out with pleasure. Her right and left arms
grabbed the couch as I touched her juicyness for the first time with my tongue.
She's Breathing harder now. I'm making circles with my tongue, lapping up her
nectar, kissing all over her softness, and she's going "ohhh... ohhhh...
OHHHhhhhh..." kind of quietly and under her breath.
Her pussy tasted so good. I kept on enjoying the taste and feel of such a
young one, my tongue masturbating her in ways I'm sure she never thought
possible. As my hands reached around to give little tugs on her nipples, I
poked my tongue between her little lips and into the opening of her vagina.
And kept sucking her juice, loving her clit. I wanted to do this and stop
short before she orgasmed. And that's what I did, three times. Actually,
I couldn't get enough of her peach. Never tasted one quite like that before.
She was delicious. I sucked and swallowed much of her juice, partially to keep
it from being too wet when I entered her.
After her third time of almost cumming, I raised my face up, and moved up to
her own face, where her eyes were closed, her hips slightly gyrating from what
I had been doing, and I kissed her again. I was super hard and ready to burst,
and was now inches away from making this little girl mine. She immediately
welcomed my kiss, and our tongues met again. Her peach juices mixing in both
of our mouths was just too much. I had to fuck her. And I had to fuck her
now!! So I positioned myself to where my aching member was right at her
entrance. Because she's short, her face is now looking at my chest. She barely
was able to get the words out: "Fuck me, Michael. Go ahead do it. Just do it."
I pressed the head of my cock to her very juicy lips, and slowly pushed inward,
feeling her gorgeous, wet, young, 13-year old lips envelope me as I went in
deeper, so warm and so tight. Slowly, so as not to hurt her. Turns out she was
not a virgin, but that's okay. I didn't want to give her that first sting of
losing virginity anyway. She was ready and able to take what I had to give her.
And I gave it to her. She stiffened a little as I slid into her well oiled
tunnel, then I moved in and out carefully to get her used to my size. I was
ready to unload my cargo right then and there, but I kept it under control.
After three or four slow penetrations she started moving with me, and I knew it
was ok.
So there I was, on my couch, fucking Holly. How many times had I masturbated on
that couch while thinking of doing exactly what were doing that moment! I
pushed into her, and slid out to let the tip of my cock brush against the outer
part of her peach, and thrust back in, and out, and in... until, well, I was
ready to explode inside her, but held off. She was working her way up to the
mother of all orgasms. She held me tightly as I lay on top of her, thrusting
in and out, her mouth kissing my chest and her arms wrapped around me as she
felt the extreme pleasure of being fucked. Cradling her as I did her. I
reached my hand under to the upper part of her behind and pushed myself deeper
into her, making her cry out with a loud "OHHHhhh". She was moving and pushing
her hips in rhythm with me slipping in and out of her tight young vagina. Our
bodies were pressed against each other in a love grip that finally climaxed
when her movements ceased as she arched her body under me, a guttural sound
came from her throat, I felt her body stiffen a little, and she let out a
little girl cry of total ecstasy as she came explosively, and orgasm that
seemed to last forever. Breathing almost uncontrollably, she instinctively
rocked and gyrated her hips to push me into her as she came; I don't think
she knew who or where she was at this time. And I couldn't help but release
my load into her at the same time; one shot, two shots, three shots... they
just kept coming. I filled her young vagina with my sperm, and the thought
of it just made me cum even more. We were lost together in the height of our
mutual orgasm...
When it was over, I stayed inside her and moved in and out slowly as a cool
down moment. She just laid there looking into my eyes with a loving, satisfied
look. Not saying a word. We just gazed at each other for awhile. Then she
said,
"That was awesome. I did it with a boy in my school but not like this. He
didn't do anything like you did."
I gave her a little extra final push before comng out of her, and she closed
her eyes and went "mmmmmm". And then I pulled out, and we put our clothes on
in silence that needed no words. Holly is more beautiful now then she was
before.
We held each other for a couple minutes before going back to play some more
music for another half hour or so. When she left that night, I was assured
that there would be a repeat performance another time.
- End -