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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).
== Jennifer's 2nd Sleepover ==
Timeline: January 31, 2006
Tonight was movie night, and I took Jenn to see Big Momma's House 2. It wasn't
as funny as they advertised it to be, but Jenn liked it and that was good
enough for me.
We sat in the center section, back row (which is right up against a wall)
center seats; the best way to have any half decent privacy in the theater.
But even so, we couldn't take the chance of getting TOO cuddly. It was a
sure thing that people would see us as dad & daughter, so we had to keep up
that appearance as much as possible. Once the lights went down, though, things
changed.
After all the movie trailer previews, during which we ate most our popcorn,
only a few minutes into the movie, once the popcorn and drinks were gone, she
made her advances. She started by moving one leg over to meet mine and
wrapping it under, which prompted me to pull my leg in to lock us into a sort
of leg hug. Ahhhh, just to touch her; to feel her against me in any way at all
was all I want. We were already leaning against each other, and she put her
arm under my arm and slipped her hand into mine. The softness of her hand is
amazing. It's a feeling that I won't soon forget. Just the feeling of her
being there, leaning on me, holding hands, our two legs "hugging"... I had to
close my eyes for a few seconds and let it sink in as deep as it could. Then
she put her head on my shoulder, and we watched the movie like that for some
time. Quite honestly, the movie was probably hilarious - but I wouldn't know.
Jenn had some good laughs, though, so it must've been good.
I don't know where it came from, but out of the blue she gently unwrapped
herself from me, sat forward just a touch, looked at me, and started tracing
one of her fingers along the top of my leg. Just kind of slowly, and working
her way to my inner thigh, watching my face as she did so. I pretended to
ignore it, and kept my gaze on the big screen, still not knowing what was up
there or even if the movie had a plot! She soon had her whole hand rubbing me
slowly along my leg, concentrating on the inner thigh. And getting closer to
"it". I was getting uncomfortable because "it" was not in a good position to
start going anywhere. I tried adjusting myself through my pants but it wasn't
working well. So she says, "Let ME", and tried reaching down the front of my
jeans - and that was all she needed to do. I helped by undoing my belt,
unbuttoning on my jeans, and pulling down my zipper very quickly. It was dark
enough so that no one would see, and they were all down in the lower rows
anyway.
Once things were freed up a little, she reach into my underwear and grabbed my
very hard cock, and started stroking it. The way she was positioned she
couldn't actually wrap her hand around it like she normally would, so she moved
her hand lengthwise up and down the length of me - slowly and deliberately. She
let her finger separate a little so they could move around a bit and tease the
head of cock, and down to rub my balls. I took a HUGE chance and got my pants
part way off so that my cock was fully free of anything else. And she could
then use her hand in just about any way she wanted to. And she did.
We both knew that she wouldn't be able to make me cum right there in the
theater, and that going down on me was definitely not a good idea, so she just
continued to gently stroke and feel me, and caress my hard dick like that for
what seemed like hours. Both of us watching the screen - me not seeing
anything on it. I had moved my coat over to cover us up of course. And even
though she wasn't really doing it to make me cum, I could tell that I would if
she kept it up. So I had to stop her.
She stopped, and with a little difficulty so as not to be noticed, I got myself
back together. Then SHE does a quick undoing of her pants, just enough to put
her own hand down to her pussy for just a second, and brings her hand back up
and puts a finger under my nose. And of course I smelled the sweet muskiness of
her little 12yo girl juices all over her finger. She rubbed my lips with her
finger, and I sucked it into my mouth right away to taste her nectar, my tongue
getting every last bit.
"Is this more sex TV stuff??", I whispered.
"Yup", she giggled. "Like it?"
"You need to ASK?", I said. She giggled again and sat back in her seat like
normal, as if nothing had happened, a big smile on her face, and we watched the
rest of the movie without further incident. Tell me that wasn't HOT!!!
So, after the movie we went to the mall and walked around just checking things
out and having no particular agenda. Just to be together. Holding hands or
with her on my arm, stuff like that. She's great to be with.
When we left the mall it was snowing, and it wasn't a light snow, it was the
start of a storm that was forecast. So we didn't take the long way home this
time, we just came straight back. By the time I pulled into my driveway it was
snowing pretty hard, and the wind was picking up a bit. I have to admit I had
my own agenda here. I could have taken her right to her house no problem at
this point, but I didn't. I figured it would be just a little while before the
weather was too bad to go anywhere. And my wife was...
...not out! She's usually out on Tuesday nights, and she had been but came
home at the first sign of the storm. Damn. I thought I had another perfect
sleepover situation ahead of me. So what would we do now? Well, I figured
there wasn't much at all we could do. My wife was (and always has been) very
nice to Jenn, and we sat in the living room with the TV on and chit-chatted for
a few minutes. After a while my wife saw that the storm was really blowing
hard, so she got on the phone to Jenn's mom and got the okay for a sleepover.
YESSSS!! ...but DAMN!!! Jenn and I looked at each other as if to say "oh well,
so much for that", and knew we had to take it as is.
~
We went to bed around midnight. My wife got Jenn settled in the guest room,
and I went in to say good-night to her and all that. She wished we could be
together but knew why it couldn't be. We said "I love you" to each other, I
gave her a short kiss, and headed for my room to sleep with my wife. Not that
I don't like sleeping with my wife, but when there's a 12-year old girl in the
next room who would gladly take me in, what choice would YOU make? But I came
back into the bedroom where my wife was just getting under the covers. When she
saw me coming into the room she looked at me questioningly and said,
"You're sleeping in here tonight?"
I'm thinking "well duh". What I said back to her was, "Well.. yeah... why not?"
"I just thought you'd wanna be with Jennifer."
"Excuse me, but you ARE my wife. And I think it's more appropriate that WE
sleep together, don't you think?" That's what I was saying. What I was
thinking was an entirely different matter.
"Well, I don't want you feel OBLIGATED to sleep with me", she said. If I
wasn't here would you be sleeping by yourself tonight?"
"Well..."
"Exactly. It's up to you. Sleep with me or sleep with her. I don't have a
problem with that. You get me every night. How often do you get HER?" I
stood there looking at her wondering if this was a test, and whether I was
about to fail it.
"Okay but you ARE here tonight, and so I SHOULD sleep with you", I replied.
"What's in your head?"
Then she said, "But I think you should fuck me before you go in there. Might
make it easier for you to handle."
"I'm not gonna do you when Jenn is in the next room. Under any circumstances
it would be... awkward. You make noise y'know."
"Does she make noise?" Oh shit, if she only knew. "Don't need to answer that",
she said. "Alright, just go to her. Enjoy it while you can."
"I'll go talk to Jenn about it; make sure SHE'S ok with it", I said, headed
back to her room. My wife responded with "heh... right".
I came into Jenn's room very quietly and whispered, "Jenn? You awake?"
"Yes", she whispered back. I walked over and sat on the bed next to her.
"Want to me sleep here tonight?"
"Can you??" In the dim light from the streetlamp shining in I could see her
eyes widen a little, a hopeful yet skeptical look on her face.
"My wife said I could if I wanted to." Her hand grabbed my arm lightly in a
hopeful sort of way. "I just don't know if I should." We looked at each other.
Quietly she said, "I want you to. Don't say no."
Suddenly aware that I might be getting into a situation that would put The Rule
to an extreme test, I asked her: "What are you wearing?" And with a knowing
smile she lifted the covers to show that she had only her panties on. ....oh
fuck. I was wearing only my briefs under the robe I had on.
I took the robe off and got under the covers with Jenn in the guest bed.
Jenn moved right in to snuggle, and I let her come to me, her head sharing my
pillow and resting against my shoulder, our legs loosely entwined, and holding
hands as we lay there, breathing and not saying a word for a long time. I had
no more reservations about doing this. She was mine, and we belonged to each
other. Her naked skin felt so damn good against mine. Her little breasts
barely rubbing against my side. Soft. She smells good. Her hair. She
ressed her lips on my shoulder and took in a deep breath.
"I like the way you smell", she said. I wanted to take her and love her like I
did the day before. We drifted off to sleep like that.
At around 4:30am I woke up little, enough to realize where I was, which woke me
up all the way when it hit me. I could feel Jenn still against me, her
breathing soft and slow. I turned my head carefully to look at her face as she
slept; truly a little angel. Her relaxed features and slightly parted lips
where her breath escaped and softly blew onto my upper arm. I've never known
such a feeling. And I didn't even think about what I did next.
I gently shook Jenn to awaken her, and she asked me what's wrong. "Nothing",
I said. "I just love you. So much." And I turned onto my side, facing her
with her sleepy eyes, and kissed her. I kissed her and didn't let go. And
she kissed me back. And the kiss gradually deepened into slow, passionate
kiss. I could tell by way she kissed me that she was telling me how much she
needed and loved me. I had one arm firmly around her, holding her as we kissed;
I stroked her hair with my other hand. She made little moans, and our open
mouths were sealed together as our tongues explored, and the passion started
rising again.
I placed my free hand on one of her young breasts, feeling its softness,
running my finger over her erect nipple. She loosened the kiss just long enough
to gasp, exhaling her breath into my throat. Then I let go of the kiss and
started on her face and under her chin, and around her neck, and worked my way
down to her chest where I engulfed her little mound and ran my tongue across
her nipple and in little circles around it. She gets SO turned on by that.
She loves her buds being sucked.
By now our entire bodies were touching from chest to feet. She was wrapped in
my arms as I alternately fed on both her breasts, and she held my head against
them, running her fingers through my hair. I took in the smell of her skin,
and let the feeling of her body pressed against mine intoxicate every pore.
She is so amazingly erotic. I wanted to give back what she gave me the day
before. I reached down and tugged on the elastic of her panties. She raised
herself a little to allow the panties to slip off her easily. And I removed my
underwear.
Kissed all over her body; down her belly, along her sides, working my way to
her feet where I sucked her toes again. Then I worked my way back up to her
head with more kisses, skipping over the juicy parts between her legs. Didn't
want to take a chance of making her cry out or some other noise. We kissed
again very slowly and passionately. Loving each other like we had learned to
do the day before. I turned onto my side and moved her to the same position;
I held her there like that as we loved. I put my hand on her sweet little
behind and pushed it against my hardness to feel the peach fuzz of her girlhood
against it. And she lifted one leg up and over my hip to receive me as I
positioned my cock at her entrance.
It wasn't necessary to go into her carefully anymore - she was used to my size
by now - but I went slow and easy anyway, just to prolong the experience as
much as possible. Holding it in my hands, I slid the head up and down her
slit that was very much ready for me, rubbing against her clit a couple times,
making her inhale sharply each time. She kept her eyes closed as she
completely gave herself to me. I pushed my cock onto her slit, and felt the
lips start to close around me - that warm wet security of her vagina was
imminent. As I pushed in further, past her inner lips, to the point where her
vaginal passage began, the tightness around it invited me to keep going, to
fill her space with me. And I did.
I got all the way into her, my full length, and I could feel her cervix kissing
the tip of my cock. I pulled back out a few inches, and pushed back in. She
moaned into my shoulder. She started to slowly move with me, and we kept it
at a slow rhythm for awhile. We both felt millions of sensations as our bodies
and minds were allowed to process the feeling of this slow lovemaking. Every
nuance of her vaginal muscles as they gripped me or relaxed or seemingly pulled
me in sometimes. She told me that my cock inside her felt so good, and that
making love to her slowly sent different kinds of shiver and tingles throughout
her whole body. Indeed, at times she outwardly shivered or shook as we moved
together.
Naturally, though, we picked up speed a little - but not too much in order to
not make any telltale noise - and I could feel the orgasm building within me.
Hers was building, too. "Oh my god", she said, "are we really gonna go this
far? Here? With your wife home?" I was lost. I told her yes, that's exactly
what we're going to do. And she said, "I love you". "I love you, too", I
replied. And there's something about making love in a slow and deliberate way
that increases the erotic factor by leaps and bounds. We were both building up
to the climax, and I wanted us to cum at the same time. Her body made little
shivers and jerks more often as it built up inside her. Soon, the world
exploded.
I held tight to her as she stiffened against me, spasming and grinding herself
into me to take all of my cock that she could. My own orgasm started almost at
the same time as the intensity of my sperm shooting up toward her young vagina
sent waves of extreme pleasure through my groin and made me weak with ecstasy
as my seed poured into her. She had her face buried in my shoulder, stifling
the moans and cries the best she could, her fist pounding my back as her orgasm
went on and on - I think it was a double orgasm without any discernible break
between them. She pushed into me, humping and gyrating. And eventually it ebbed
and we lay there trying not to breath too loudly as we caught our breath.
I don't go soft right away after cumming, so staying there together was quite
nice, feeling me there inside her. She repeated that she loved how I felt in
there, and wished it never had to come out. She smiled and let out a satisfied
moan as I gave her a few more slow strokes in and out before coming all the way
out of her. She put on a sad face and went "ohhh" in a mock-whine as I did.
I brushed a few strands of hair from her cheek and told her again how much I
love her.
A third voice, tinged with genuine surprise, suddenly broke through the
darkness: "You two really are in love, aren't you?" MY WIFE!! I sat right up
on the bed and didn't know WHAT to say. I figured this was gonna be bad.
Jennifer covered herself with the blanket and wouldn't look up at either of us.
Can't say as I blame her.
"How long have you been there??", I asked.
"Long enough", she said. "And I don't know why, but I'm not pissed off. I'm
disappointed, a little INSULTED... but not mad." I was thankful for that, if
it were true, and felt relieved that this probably wouldn't become a knock-down
drag-em-out after all. But I was still out of sorts at having been "caught".
Poor Jenn, she must have been both terrified AND embarrassed. My wife was just
a shadow in the doorway, so we couldn't see her facial expressions. She
continued: "But if this is how it is, I can't really stop you. You said it to
me once a long time ago, (this is something I said to a friend once concerning
the possibility of my wife having an affair). 'If she's gonna fuck around on
me, she's gonna fuck around.' And that's how I see it."
I reminded her that there's a 12-year old girl present, please watch the
language. She asked Jenn if it bothered her, and Jenn just shook her head no.
Oh well. And my wife went on, "As I was saying, the way I see it now, here,
in this room tonight - if you're going to be with Jennifer, you're going to be
with Jennifer. If I haven't been able to stop you from doing it by now, then
you won't stop for anything. So go at it, be happy together, but watch out you
don�t get her pregnant! You're on your own if you do." And she went back to
her room. My wife hadn't raised her voice or showed any large degree of
agitation, but I guess the whole situation was enough to make Jennifer start to
cry. Dammit.
I took Jenn in my arms and held her as she cried a little. She wanted to know
what all that meant; where did she - WE - stand? I told her it was alright,
that we could still be together, and that tonight was all about getting over
another hurdle. We were a little more free than we had been. The only thing
really to worry about now was what's outside the walls of my house. Holly,
Jenn's mom, and the law. If Holly tells anyone, or if the other two ever
found out about us - then it would be over. Jennifer said she would take care
of Holly.
"And your mom?", I asked.
"We just have to be careful around her", she replied.
"And the law?", I asked again.
"A year-and-a-half to go and it won't be a problem", she answered.
It was my turn to shake my head in amazement. She had it all figured out. My
girl.
We went back to sleep.