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Alice

By Romany

(M/g)

Alan Hope first met Alice when she came to his house for a swim
in his pool, one warm August afternoon. She was on a play date
with Alan�s niece Erin and his sister Jen dropped by as a spur of
the moment decision, as the two twelve year olds were bored.
Sister Jen was six years Alan�s senior and Erin was her oldest of
three children; there being Ben at ten and Ross at seven years of
age. Jen�s husband David was already out and about with the two
boys. Jen and Alan�s wife Tania had become great friends, as well
as being sisters-in-law, and Tania always welcomed Jen to visit
and view the growth of our three year old twin boys Andrew and
Brad. Alan was taken by Alice as she was clearly just through the
cusp of puberty with pronounced mounds under her polo shirt; with
a hint of training bra visible inside the shirt. She had long
honey blond hair; not the fine straight California-Girl hair but
full and luscious with a series of natural waves through it.
Despite the obvious development of her figure, the shorts she
wore were baggy and not at all revealing or provocative. But her
legs were slender yet filled sufficiently to signal her passage
into becoming a young woman. They were nicely tanned with just
the hint of fine fair hairs. Clearly she wasn�t into shaving her
legs as yet. He stole a few glances at here as Jen and Tania made
small talk, each holding one of the twin boys; and the girls
stood and listened impatiently to the women�s chatter. They
wanted to swim.

Alan mentally compared Alice to Erin. Erin was still rather
androgynous to look at on account of having rather short dark
hair, a boyish figure, and thin legs. She was at least six months
away from developing by his inexpert judgment. But she had a very
pretty face and gorgeous brown eyes and dark eyelashes most adult
women would die for. She was wearing a yellow Britney Spears tee
shirt and light green boxer style shorts. Her legs were somewhat
pale compared to Alice. Both girls held string bags which no
doubt contained their swimming gear. As the women chattered on,
and Alan listened patiently, and Erin tugged at her mother�s
blouse and whined she wanted to get into her bathing suit. Jen
chided the girl for interrupting, as Tania was speaking; but then
shooed both girls off to the pool house to change. He watched
them walk briskly to the pool house and noted that while Alice�s
shorts were rather baggy in the front; her tidy butt was
beautifully accentuated by the tighter cut across the seat of the
garment. This allowed a better perspective of the slimness of her
waist and the delicious filling out of the hips and butt.

�Do you want a coffee?� Tania asked suddenly, looking from Jen to
Alan.

�Love one,� Jen answered quickly and Tania looked to Alan for his
confirmation.

�Nah I�ll pass,� he said laconically. �I want to get on with the
yard work. Maybe I�ll have a juice later. It�s too hot for
coffee.�

Tania nodded and the two turned and walked out of the yard back
to back porch. Tania put Brad down to walk for himself and the
quickly turned and called to Alan;

�Don�t forget we have to supervise kids under sixteen in the
pool,� reminding him of the city ordinance regarding private
pools. �You�re it,� she said with a chuckle and she and Jen went
into the house.

�Rats� he thought morosely. He had been weeding up against the
fence to his neighbor on the south side and the pool was out of
view from there. He had to be tied to the back yard near the pool
surround. Well maybe he could weed the back fence garden instead.
It still had to be done so it was six of one half a dozen of the
other as far as he could see so he set about trimming the long
grass beneath the flat board fence palings and forgot about the
two girls. Only to be reminded of their presence and intent when
he heard them chattering and looked up to see them walk around
the high wrought iron fence that surrounded the pool to the gate
opposite the back door porch of the house. Erin saw him and
called;

�Is it OK if we get in Uncle Alan?�

He nodded and waved a hand in agreement. He stole a glance at
Alice and froze. She looked absolutely stunning in a black full
piece bathing suit realizing it was not a little girl�s suit. It
had rather high cut-away legs, which when facing across the pool
to him standing near the back fence, it accentuated the vee of
her pubis. Her breasts were not quite as pronounced as in her
light white polo shirt, as the black material of her swim suit
killed any shadow that the mounds would cast on a lighter color;
making the outline less obvious. But the waist and hips, with the
centre point of her pubis and crotch was alluring. He stifled an
audible gulp. It was at this instant that she caught sight of him
peering between the bars of the fence. He was transfixed, and
respect for her modesty should have caused him to look away; but
he couldn�t� as he was mesmerized by the obvious shape of her
pubescent body in the revealing bathing suit. She caught his
stare and he was somewhat shaken by the smile that spread over
her lips as she stared back at him. She knew what he was doing;
checking he rout as if she was a desirable woman. �He wants me�
the young girl thought, noting that look that men had started
giving her as she had hit puberty. Erin was by now sitting on the
pool edge, dangling her feet in the water, so she did not see the
exchange of looks between Alice and her uncle. Alice held Alan�s
gaze and she stared him down and he reddened and turned quickly
away and back to his yard work; embarrassed she had outlasted the
staring.

The girls started swimming in the pool which was about 20 foot
long by eight feet wide; three feet deep at the deepest end and
two feet at the shallow end to permit the pool to drain through a
valve in the pool floor at the deep end. Alan and Tania had made
it a present to themselves, using the money from a legacy left
between Jen and Alan by their late parents; who were tragically
killed by a drunk driver when traveling back to Pennsylvania
after the twins were born. Jen used her share of the money to pay
off debts she and husband Eric had that were nearly crippling
them. So Alan offered the use of the pool to them, anytime they
wished so they could at least enjoy some satisfaction from the
death of their parents. Alan occasionally stole glances in
Alice�s direction but as she was now crouching with her shoulders
immersed in the water, he could not see anything of her figure to
whet his concealed lust. Resigned to the fact he could not see
her figure, he found himself thinking rather luridly about what
she might look like naked. He had never seen a preteen or
pubertal girl�s naked form before. His first encounters were with
a rather easy fourteen year old class mate in junior high. He had
copped several feels and she gave him a few urgent hand strokes
through his jeans in the back of a bus when they had gone on a
class outing. As he traveled through his adolescence, he finally
had a blow job when he was sixteen and lost his cherry to a
steady girlfriend when he was seventeen. Standard rites of
passage stuff. But what did a pubertal girl look like? He
imagined a little pubic hair and perhaps puffy breasts, rather
than firm mounds. And perhaps they had pointed nipples rather
than hard blunt bullets. It was in this carnal reverie that he
realized Erin was standing a few feet away, leaning against the
fence and calling to him. Alice was standing rather enticingly
behind her.

�Uncle Alan,� Erin called. �Auntie Tania says she wants you to
come into the house please,� she said politely.

Alan looked up with a start, saw Alice, and froze as he could now
see her mounds more clearly beneath the bathing suit as she was
no more than six feet from him. Why would she traipse out of the
pool area and around the back just to hear Erin give him a
message? She was posing for him; teasing him with her shapely
forbidden form of impending womanhood. He swallowed and could not
help himself looking down at her crotch. He could see the faint
depression of her sex slit between her labia which filled the
revealing crotch of her bathing suit. What mother would let a
twelve year old nubile post-pubescent girl wear a suit like that?
Erin had turned and strolled past Alice to head back to the pool.
Her thin buttocks sheathed inside an ill fitting light brown
bathing suit. In contrast her friend was pure sex to a
thirty-something like Alan. He dropped the rake he was holding
and moved around the pool fence and looked at the girl who once
again seemed intent in reveling in his apparent embarrassment,
and discomfort with his lurid thoughts about her. �She must be
able to read my mind� he thought nervously. Alice eventually
turned and walked around the pool edge to the loungers set up at
the poolside; keeping abreast of him as he walked with the fence
separating them. Alan walked to the back porch and sought
sanctuary from this temptress; in the safety of the kitchen.
Alice went back to site beside Erin on the loungers.

Tania and Jen had decided to go to Macy�s to burn off a pile of
discount vouchers. They would take the boys in the twin stroller
and he was to look after the girls. This was all relayed to him
as a fait accomplis` so his thoughts of finishing the remaining
yard work had been curtailed for the day as he had finished the
back of the yard so there was little else he could go on with so
as he would be required to sit inside the pool area and watch the
girls from the table and large sun umbrella at the deep end.

�There�s a pitcher of freshly made orange juice and snacks for
you all,� Tania said as she gathered Andrew up in her arms, to
leave.   Jen was already herding Brad towards the living room, to
leave via the front door.

�And don�t get to interested in our little femme fatale in the
slinky one-piece,� Jen called back mocking him as she moved out
of the kitchen area.

Alan was stunned. �Oh God! Why did she have to say that?� he
thought ruefully. He could secretly lust and fantasize all he
liked but to hear his sister jokingly acknowledge what he was
deliberating on was too close for comfort.

�Ha, ha,� he called nervously in mock indignation at the
suggestion he could covet an under age girl.

But he couldn�t think of one come back line that would not have
them thinking Jen was close to the truth.

Once the women had left, Alan carried the juice out to the pool
area and Erin spotted his predicament at getting the gate open;
made hard while holding the tray and with the child proof locks
on the latch. Quickly she sped to release the latch and let him
through with the goodies. He walked along to the table and spent
a little while orienting the umbrella to afford maximum shade.
Alice was lying face down on one of the two loungers at poolside
opposite the house; leaning on her elbows with her legs slightly
parted. She was fidgeting with an MP3 player and ignored him as
he went past. As he came abreast of the lounger, he had glanced
at her crotch and saw the swell of her sex between her open legs
as she lay on her stomach. Erin had followed him after letting
him through the gate, and as he fiddled with the umbrella, she
poured drinks for her and Alice, and grabbing two small bags of
nachos, went back to her friend on the lounger announcing she had
a drink for her.

�Put it down on the concrete,� Alice brusquely instructed her
friend, without looking up from playing with the MP3 player.

Alan wondered about their relationship. Was this a case of Alice
the nubile bitch pushing the field mouse friend Erin about?
Perhaps they were friends, but the glamorous one not always so
considerate of the plain Jane. He decided he needed something to
read so started back to the house. As he went through the gate he
glanced back and once again he noted Alice looking at him with
that enigmatic smile she had when they had stared at one and
other earlier. She held the MP3 player in her clasped hands,
leaning on her elbows and watched him scurry off into the house
to find a book or magazine to read. When he returned she had laid
her head down and turned her head and faced Erin�s lounger;
obviously listening to the music judging by a faint humming he
could hear from her. Erin sat with her back against the near
upright back of the lounger and cradled her juice; her hands
clasped around the glass and resting on her knees drawn up in
front to her. Alan made no attempt to steal a glance between her
legs and walking past, settled down at the table and poured a
juice. Tania had heaped ice cubes in the pitcher and they were
beginning to melt so the fluid had a thin opaqueness to it;
rather than the bold orange of earlier when it was just made. He
heard the girl�s voices and looked up. Erin was now lying on her
stomach and Alice was rubbing sun block over her exposed skin.
She sat on the side of her lounger as she leaned forward and
greased her friend�s body. That completed, she lay on her stomach
and Erin repeated the favor. They then sat upright and he watched
as they spread the sun block over their legs, arms, shoulders,
and face. He looked away to feign indifference, but then he was
attracted back as their voices prompted him to look to see what
they were discussing. Erin was now holding the MP3 player and
Alice was showing Erin how to operate it. He went back to his
magazine, determined to ignore the preteens.

He thumbed through the magazine which he had already read and
getting bored with it, he carefully glanced up to look at his
charges and noted both girls were now laying face down sun
bathing. Erin was closest to him and looked away from him; Alice
likewise was face down looking towards Erin, in Alan�s direction.
He could see her face clearly and her eyes were apparently
closed. They were both apparently dozing in the warm sun;
protected from burn by the sun block. He went back to the Sports
Illustrated and decided to read an article he had previously
ignored and soon he was engrossed in a piece about NFL, when he
felt a bump against his knee that was sticking out to the side of
the circular table. He looked up with a start and there was Alice
holding her empty glass towards him.

�I need a refill,� she said bluntly and her eyes locked his and
the faint knowing smile was on her lips.

Alan swallowed hard at her coming right within his personal
space, and the touching at his knee was her pubis. He sat and
felt his jaw drop. She waved the glass in front of him as he sat
dumfounded by her audacity of pushing her crotch lightly against
his knee. He glanced down at the junction of their touching and
she gave no hint of pulling back noting with satisfaction that he
was mesmerized by the contact. He stifled a groan of helplessness
as he could also see her nipples beneath the cloth of her bathing
suit; she was so close. Her crotch felt hot against the knee.
Alan finally regained composure and took the glass from her, his
hand trembling. He was too flustered to attempt to speak and
simply poured her a juice. As he moved to lift the pitcher, it
had the effect of pushing his knee against her crotch, increasing
the pressure of contact. She widened her grin believing this was
deliberate rather than a consequence of his turning to take the
pitcher, and the preteen pushed back as if in acknowledgement he
was welcoming her advance.

To Alice this was exactly the outcome she had hoped for. She had
lain on the lounger with her eyes nearly shut yet she could see
her friend�s handsome uncle; narrowing her gaze at the bulk of
the crotch between the man�s legs as he sat with his legs apart
under the table. The bunching of the flies of his shorts she
imagined as his cock�s outline in his groin behind the fabric.
Her own fantasy about what lay beneath the shorts fuelled by
sneaking visits to banned websites on her father�s laptop
computor when he was not around. Unlike the family computor, he
did not monitor the content on his laptop and Alice frequently
went where she was normally restricted. She had built up a strong
interest in men and their attributes as her march to puberty had
awakened the already keen interest she had in the difference
between the sexes. As Alan filled the glass, all pretense of an
accidental brush of her groin on his knee was gone. She believed
he had entered into a kind of sexual foreplay that she welcomed
but stood with her hands demurely clasped in front of her;
feigning innocence yet looking a picture of wicked intent.

The overt pass was too much for Alan. Despite all sense of
decency and propriety screaming in his head to disengage and
remonstrate with the girl, he lost all reason and moral judgment;
and with it his self control. He put the glass down and moved his
knee from her pubis and swiftly dropped a hand and cupped her sex
with upturned fingers between her legs. The speed of his groping
took her by surprise but she was more assured than him as her
intent was now complimented by this act on his part; and she
simply moved closer to him and allowed Alan to feel the swell of
her labia and sex beneath the swim wear. She was overjoyed by his
advance as being too good to be true and she staggered a little
at the welcome touch. Alice pushed a hand quickly to his crotch
and she groped the bunched material until she felt the rapidly
growing bulge in his shorts. In those few seconds the ice was
broken between them. Whatever thoughts she had for him, and
whatever he felt for her, was consummated with each groping the
others genitals through their clothes. She quickly turned her
head and looked over her shoulder to see what Erin was doing.
Alan looked followed her gaze in panic thinking maybe Erin was
watching them. But she was lying with her head facing away and
the ear buds of the Nano in her ears, just as she had been when
he had looked earlier. She was either in reverie listening to the
Nano or asleep. Alice sized the situation as he did and she moved
to find his zipper. In a trice she had it half down but as he was
sitting and the flies had bunched, she couldn�t maneuver passed
half way. Her impatience forced her to push her slender hand into
the narrow gap, touching Alan�s now erect cock. But she was never
going to get it through the half open flies. He wasn�t idle
either and had prised the inner leg of her bathing suit over to
one side other crotch and he glanced down luridly and saw the
exposed labia and the light pinkness of the inner lips. He was
mesmerized by her hand on his cock, and the sight and feel of her
preteen sex. He had completely crossed the Rubicon of good sense
and he was doomed forever. He could never undo this. If it became
known, the best he could argue was she was the instigator; and
that would cause great derision and contempt at the adult blaming
the child. He should have stopped and tried to reason what they
did was so wrong, and we should never mention it to anyone; ever.
But instead, with his chest heaving with desire and lust, he
hissed �pool house�quickly�quietly�now,� and she nodded and
withdrew her hand from his flies.

He was a step or two behind her as he zipped his flies up. She
had pushed the crotch of her bathing suit over her sex and evened
the pressure of the elastic on her inner groin by flicking her
fingers around the leg holes as girls do. By the time they were
abreast of Erin on the far side of the pool, they were both
decent yet both looking very guilty. They walked counter
clockwise around the pool fence so that they were mostly behind
Erin if she should stir and look up to left or right.

�If she wakes, say I�m showing you where the bathroom is in the
house,� Alan whispered urgently.

Alice glanced and nodded her understanding that they needed an
alibi if Erin should wake while they were leaving the pool
enclosure together. They quickly arrived at the door to the pool
house and Alan pushed Alice in and closed the door quickly. He
walked to the window and peeked around the edge to check that
Erin hadn�t move. She had stayed as she was before they left the
enclosure. He drew Alice back from the window so he could watch
the pool area yet be far enough back that he was not easily
visible behind the net curtains Tania had hung in there.
Satisfied Erin wouldn�t see him standing in the pool house he
looked at Alice. She had studied his behavior and quickly
realized why he had taken her to the rear of the room. �This is
good,� she thought. �He wants it to happen like I do. He�s making
sure we can�t be seen.� Alan turned and looked at her and she
smiled nervously.

�Suck me,� he ordered bluntly.

He shocked himself at the crude way he issued the instruction.
�Was that my voice that said that?� he thought in surprise. She
was a little taken aback but quickly stepped in towards him, and
this time opened his flies fully. As she removed his stiff cock,
he released the top button at the waist and opened the shorts
right up. She had his cock through the flap in his boxers and
with the look of intensity of a starving waif before a juicy
steak; she took him into her warm mouth. Alan quickly realized
this was not the first time she had done this. This kid had
sucked cock before. For the next few minutes she slowly stroked
him while concentrating her lips and tongue on the head of the
cock. She held him just tight enough to give him maximum
sensation as the foreskin slowly moved back and forth over the
middle of the cock; all the time swirling her tongue and mouthing
the end. It was when she first looked up at him and licked the
underside of the head that he knew this was either mimicked from
a porn movie she had seen or she did indeed relish what she was
doing. He suspected a bit of both. This was the universal
demonstration of a female controlling a male by apparent
subjugation to sucking cock. She lowered her eyes and bent her
head back into her work. This wasn�t going to last long. He felt
that small tremor that men know is about to rapidly rise and take
them past the point of self control. He had no intention of
staving it off and took a quick glance out the window to ensure
that Erin was still on the lounger; which she was. He could let
it go without Erin perhaps being halfway to the pool house and
walking in when he was in full cry; literally. He had his hands
on Alice�s shoulders and moved them to the back of her head. She
immediately stiffened at his grasping her head and tried to ease
back off him. She was experienced in men; she knew exactly where
he was at and understood he was getting close. As much as the
girl had learned to enjoy the act of sucking and the thrill of
being in control, she was less enthused about the surge of semen
that invariably flooded her mouth or sprayed her face as the men
quickly dominated her for those few seconds of release.

Alan held her firm and began to insinuate his hips obscenely in a
narrow circular thrusting movement. At one point she tried to
pull clear as he had moved her back and trapped her against a
rattan cane chair that was close behind her. Trapped this way she
had no option but to suffer the urgency as he felt the sap rise
and soon he was spilling joyously into her mouth, aware he was
gasping and almost crying like a baby as he came hard. Aware to
that she was hissing loudly as she breathed through her nose; her
mouth jammed open with my cock and constricting any breathing
through that orifice. At some point he pushed rather too hard and
she gasped and gagged and wrenched herself sideways to escape the
invading cock. He kept cumming, spewing semen onto her cheek, and
she fell to her side and rested against one arm propped up from
the floor unable to retreat from the pulsing thick fluid as it
splattered her face. She clasped her hand to her mouth and gasped
and spluttered as she tried to regain her composure from having
her throat invaded so harshly. She felt the semen slimy to her
touch. A thick bead trailed from the corner of her mouth to a
major blob on her cheek; with smaller streams on the side of her
nose, and ribbon of it hanging from her chin. He wasn�t sure if
she had swallowed any of the cum or had managed to avoid it as
she pulled doff of his cock. He saw the white smears on her face
and he felt a surge of power and dominance at what he had
achieved, also noting a number of small wet patches on the tile
floor which was either saliva or cum; probably a mixture of both.
His ego was in full cry. The inevitable coming down and the
regret of the illicit situation had yet to strike. This was sheer
carnal bliss.

Alan stood with his cock in hand and she was angled sideways away
from him, with her weight on one buttock and legs curled back
under her; her body propped by her arm with her hand braced
against the floor. She had her other hand to her mouth and seemed
to be flexing her jaw. It was most likely aching. She had stopped
spluttering and he deduced she had rid her mouth of any cum;
either by spitting or swallowing. He tucked his cock in to his
boxers and zipped up his shorts. He stooped and took her upper
body and lifted her to her feet. She avoided eye contact at first
but after he hugged her to him as a show of appreciation, she
held his gaze as he eased back and looked down into her pretty
face.

�You were fantastic,� he said quietly. �Absolutely fantastic.�

She smiled demurely but said nothing.

�You OK?� he asked.

She nodded.

�It was a bit hard at the end�you know�when you were cumming,�
she said as an after-thought.

�I�m sorry about that. Men sometimes lose it at that point. We
are very selfish,� he said lamely.

�I know,� she answered, and grinned at him.

I was right. She had done this before. She was clearly speaking
from experience.

�Has anyone behaved as badly as me?� he asked, wanting her to
expand on her �I know� answer. How did she know?

�You weren�t bad. I just wasn�t quite ready and never had it
right in me that way,� she said in a matter of fact way.

�How so?� he asked keen to draw out her experience by letting her
volunteer without feeling he was interrogating her.

Alan did want to know the extent of her previous sexual
experience; at the tender age of twelve. He was starting to feel
those pangs of concern as the realization of her age began to
seep into his consciousness. She was clearly the aggressor out in
the pool area; her pubis pushed against his knee. But then he was
the adult. He was the one who should have spurned her;
reprimanded her and banished her to the house to wait Jen and
Tania�s return. But he hadn�t. He had gone along with her
overtures. Now he was a sex abuser. No matter how consensual this
was, he was an abuser.

�Mostly they just hold it and do it in my mouth,� she said
candidly.

�What, they stroke themselves and you hold your mouth open?� he
asked recalling countless porn clips of the oral �money shot� as
they say of ejaculation in the porn industry.

A woman with mouth open, expectantly waiting the spurts of cum as
the man jacks himself into her mouth.

�Mmmm,� she answered, nodding her head.

�No one has ever done it while keeping it in your mouth?� he
asked as confirmation he wasn�t the first.

�Nuh,� she replied with the shake of her head.

He looked out the window. Erin hadn�t moved so he turned back to
the girl.

�But you knew when I was close,� he said.

�I just knew when you took my head�I�ve seen that�� she tailed
off.

�You�ve seen that?� he asked somewhat carefully. �What? In porn
movie?�

She nodded.

�That to�but more than that�real�� she said.

�Where?� he asked eagerly wanting to know more.

She fidgeted and looked uncomfortable and looked away for a
moment. She was standing with her hand clasping the wrist of the
other arm in front of her. Her breast framed by her upper arms
but her crotch shielded by her hand.

�My sister�Beth�and her boyfriend Ronny,� she said looking at him
again.

He chuckled.

�How old is Beth?� he asked.

�She�s sixteen. I saw her doing it for Ronny in her bedroom. She
thought I had gone to the super market with mom,� she explained.
�Actually that was the first time. I saw her several times. Ronny
was like you a couple of times�the recent times�� she said and
gazed at him.

�Ronny is obviously getting to know what he wants,� Alan
chuckled. �He�s getting a bit more demanding.�

He paused.

�But you�ve done that for real though haven�t you?� Alan started
carefully. �I�m not the first man you have done that for.�

She shook her head to acknowledge he wasn�t her first.

�It�s not just been watching Beth and Ronny,� he said as
confirmation her experience was a given.

He rubbed the back of his fingers against one of her arms and saw
the Goosebumps rise at his touch.

�Who else have you done that for?� he said quietly, holding her
gaze.

She looked uncomfortable and looked away and then back at him.

�I won�t say,� she said evenly. �Just like I won�t say about this
to anyone,� she added cleverly.

Alan looked at her and realized she was setting out the rules.
�Don�t ask me about anyone else and I won�t tell about us� was
her clear message. He decided not to push the point and they fell
silent; just looking at each other. She had wiped the semen from
her face and onto her bathing suit. The fluid quickly dispersed
in the black material. Yet she could still smell the musky funk
on her face. It was familiar to her. But she was adamant in her
mind she would not reveal to him the men, and there had been
three or more, that she had blown since she was barely twelve.
One in particular was a repeat offender with her. She broke the
awkward silence.

�Do you do that with your wife,� she asked.

He wasn�t expecting his wife Tania to be brought into the
discussion and it bothered him she had brought it up. It somehow
compounded his rising sense of guilt. The guilt at the illicit
nature of what he had done with the girl and the reminder of the
infidelity to his wife.

�Married people do a lot of things,� he answered a little
irritated at her impertinent question. �Best left in the
bedroom.�

She dropped her gaze, obviously feeling chastisement at his tone.

They stood in awkward silence for a few moments.

�You�re very pretty,� Alan said softly.

She smiled her appreciation at the compliment. Despite the
looming specter of realization he had crossed the line, her sweet
youthful face and delicious burgeoning body swamped any remorse
at his actions that might have welled up as his brain assimilated
the situation.  He slipped the bathing suit straps off of her
shoulders and deliberately peeled the top of the suit down. She
let her wrist go and her arms now hung at her sides as he exposed
her breasts. He massaged each breast and twirled her nipples and
she watched in fascination as his hands rove over her mounds.
They were a little puffy; not yet the firm globes of a young
woman but they would firm up. The nipples and aureole seemed more
advanced in development than her breast tone. He squeezed one
nipple and was taken aback when she closed her eyes and sighed
and he felt her stagger slightly and then moved deliberately back
against the back of the chair. Realizing there was some enjoyment
at the squeezing; Alan repeated the act on both nipples in
tandem. She reached back with her hands and grasped the chair
arms she had her butt resting against. He was being overcome with
lust. Her obvious enjoyment of the mild pain on her nipples was
turning him on. The sense of power and control he had was
delicious. All previous thoughts about this being wrong because
of her age, and fidelity to Tania which should have been just as
prominent in his regret, had vanished. He manipulated one nipple
and dropped the free hand to her crotch and pushed it inside the
leg of her bathing suit. For the next few minutes he masturbated
her sex and squeezed each nipple in turn. He was as hard as a
rock in his shorts as he felt the firmness of her labia and slid
his fingers into her slit. He moved a fingertip onto her clitoral
area but after a few minutes of stroking he sensed her arousal
had not increased beyond the first few gasps and fluttering of
her eyelids brought about by the nipple stimulation. Her sex was
dry and he resigned himself to the fact he was not getting a full
sexual response from her. He had been deflected from his original
line of questioning on trying to establish who she had had sex
with already, by her tale of her sister Beth and boyfriend Ronny.
Alan still had no idea how far this preteen had gone; how often
and with whom. What was her real experience? But all he really
knew was that he wanted more. He looked out the window again.
Erin still hadn�t moved. Was she asleep? Or maybe just a languid
doze as she sunbathed and listened to Alice�s iPod.

�Wait here,� he instructed Alice, and disengaged his hand from
her sex and breasts and quickly brushed passed her to the door.

Alan walked quickly to the back porch, kicking his sandals off
before he approached abreast of Erin, lest the slap of the
footwear as he walked, rouse her. He went quickly to the master
bedroom and fossicked in the top drawer of Tania�s nightstand. He
found the bottle of lubricant that they sometimes used during
sex. Occasionally Tania welcomed near fisting; most of his hand
pushed hard into her with the palm heel against her clitoral area
as she ground against it. Thoughts of fidelity had really gone by
the board. He was about to use his wife�s personal lubricant on
his preteen prize in the pool house. He sped back to the pool
house, tip toeing past Erin once more, and closed the door
quietly and turned to Alice. Alice had pulled the bathing suit
top up over her breasts but had not reinstated the straps over
her shoulders. He walked up to her and held up the bottle. She
looked quizzically at the object in his hand.

�Lubrication,� he said simply.

A look of concern clouded her face and she clamped her lower lip
with her top teeth as she realized what this meant. He was going
to fuck her. She had wanted more sexual contact but this was
further than she had anticipated he would go. She was still a
virgin. Alan recognized her look of apprehension and decided she
probably hadn�t been fucked before. Or if she had, it wasn�t a
fond experience. She was most likely still a virgin. He put the
bottle on the window sill and turned and pulled her bathing suit
right down. She did not help him at all and this confirmed to him
that she was not too certain this should be happening.

�Come on. Help me quickly. We haven�t much time,� he said
urgently and struggled the suit past her hands at her sides and
over her hips.

She did not respond and he saw she was now quite worried about
this turn of events. He wasn�t to be deterred and pushed the suit
clear of her hips and it fell to her ankles. He motioned her to
step out of it with a tap of his hand on her thigh and she did so
slowly. He picked it up and went and dropped it on the floor in
the small bathroom.

�If Erin wakes and comes towards the pool house, go in there and
put the suit back on. If you come out of the bathroom in your
bathing suit, she�ll think you�ve been for a pee or something,�
he volunteered, giving them a way out if Erin should happen upon
them.

She nodded; her face still showing concern. She had her hands
clasped across her pubic area but despite their attempt to cover
her nudity he could see the shock of light brown pubic hair. It
was poking out either side of her hands. When he had stroked her
earlier, his fingers had stayed south of her pubic area;
concentrating on her sex lips and slit. Her nipples were erect
mostly due to the exposure to the cooler air than as a sign of
arousal. He walked back over to her and took her around her waist
and looked down at her.

�You know what I want?� he said in a low tone.

�Sex,� she said simply.

�More sex�more than the sucking,� he confirmed. �Have you had sex
before�proper sex that is?� he asked studying her face.

She shook her head.

�No one has tried?� he asked.

Once more she shook her head.

�But some have wanted to, no doubt,� he said as much to himself
as to her.

She nodded agreement to the statement. She was well aware of what
men thought of her and wanted to do with her. He moved the
nearest chair, turning it around to face them. Looking out the
window at Erin snoozing on the lounger, he placed the chair so
that Alice could lean towards it and she could hold the cane arms
for support. He was going to back- scuttle her. He adjusted the
chairs location so that the distance from the wall was right so
he could look up and still see out the window; in case Erin
should rouse up and wonder where they were. Or worse, Tania and
Jen should return earlier than expected. He could convince Erin
that being in the pool house with Alice was OK; particularly if
showing her where the bathroom was. But it would look a little
more suspect if Jen and Tania returned and found them there, no
matter how decent they appeared dressed.

�Turn around,� he said firmly.

She didn�t move but stared at some spot to his right; her hands
grasped tightly in front of her protecting her pubis.

�Alice I want you to turn round,� he repeated firmly like a
school teacher instructing the pupil to obey; and took the bottle
of lube from the window sill.

She turned her gaze to him.

�I don�t want to get pregnant,� she whispered.

She was now shaking with fear over the thought of having sex. He
chuckled and stroked her arm with the back of his hand. Of course
she was worried. Worried she would get pregnant. How ignorant of
him.

�You don�t have to worry about that,� he crooned. �I�ve had a
vasectomy sweetie. I couldn�t make you pregnant even if I wanted
to,� he continued in a silky voice. �Two boys are enough in our
life,� he added as an endorsement of his reason for his barren
status.

Her face softened as the realization sunk in. He thought he
almost had her won over but then the cloud of concern returned.

�It will hurt�you�re too big,� she said tremulously.

Clearly getting pregnant wasn�t they only fear. She obviously
didn�t want to do it and any excuse would do. He had removed the
pregnancy angle; now it was their relative size she saw as the
problem. He held up the lubricant.

�Which is why we have this,� he said positively. �This works
wonders.�

She studied the bottle in his hand; obvious doubt still in her
mind and it showed on her face.

�Turn around Alice,� he said firmly once more.

With almost leaden feet she slowly rotated and faced away. She
was to one side of the chair. She hadn�t registered the
significance of why he had rotated it to face them.

�Lean forwards and take the arms of the chair�for support,� he
instructed.

She turned her head back sharply at my voice, her eyes almost
pleading with him not to make her do this. Realizing that he
meant to continue, she reluctantly shuffled to her left and
leaned forward and grasped each arm of the chair.

�Spread you feet wider,� Alan said and moved in behind her.

She followed the command and he stood directly behind her and saw
the full shape of her sex framed by her inner thighs and the
delicious globes of her butt cheeks; disproportionate in size
from this rear view to the front view. Her light brown anus was
like the bull�s eye of a dart board. He quickly flipped the lid
on the plastic lube bottle and squeezed a generous amount of the
KY onto his fingertips. He drew the slick fingers over her sex,
front to back and let them ease the labia apart. She gasped and
held her breath as he started to work her young sex and transfer
the slimy goop into her sex; working it inside. Of all the
encounters with adult males, not one had attempted to handle her
intimately. They were all too intent on using her hand and mouth
on them for their own pleasure. Alan squeezed more lube onto his
fingers and this time worked first one and eventually two fingers
into her vagina. She had exhaled after holding her breath and now
she was breathing raggedly as he lubed her with the KY; but it
was not brought about by arousal. It was the enormity of what was
now inevitable that was causing her to breathe this way. It was a
case of reluctant obedience on her part. He trailed a third
dollop of the KY into her; this time getting three fingertips to
the first knuckle in her hole. He couldn�t penetrate all three
digits any deeper but he was confident the opening was
sufficiently greased, and with the certain amount of give in her
vagina and cock head, he was sure he would be able to penetrate
her fully. Physically she was a tall girl and probably did not
have a lot more growing to do, apart from completing her sexual
maturity which was well under way. In two or three years, as a
teen, she would be no more physically advanced than she was now
with respect to her stature; just more shapely in her womanly
way. He undid his flies and released the top button on the shorts
once again. This time he pushed the canvas shorts and boxer
shorts down, rather than bring the cock out the boxer�s flap as
when she sucked him. The pants slipped below his knees and his
cock sprang hard under his tee shirt. He transferred the greasy
residue on his hand to the cock and took a short break from
lubing Alice, to lube his cock to dripping excess of the
lubricant. He flipped the cap on the KY and placed it on the
window sill once more and stroked himself a couple of reassuring
strokes and checked Erin once more. She still had not moved.
Alice stood bent forward, her sex showing the dull sheen of the
lubrication; her hands clasped white-knuckled on the cane chair
arms with her elbows splayed and her head bowed so her brow was
on the seat cushion. All was ready.

Alan took his cock in hand and moved towards the goal. Using the
thumb of one hand he prised one of her labia sideways to open the
slit. The wider darkness of her vaginal opening was framed by the
pinkness of the inner labia. He touched the head of his cock to
the small opening and heard her gasp once more as she realized
what it was. He pushed gently forward and at first she yielded as
the head went through the softer out opening. But as they bulk of
the cock beyond the mushroom helmet came up against the tight �O�
her vagina was forming, he had to pull back slightly and reinsert
himself. Slowly he gained more length inside her. She was
breathing heavily and had her head pressed against one forearm
and she let out small yelps and hisses of discomfort. He was too
big for her virgin hole but yet it felt it was slowly yielding
and he was now over half way in. Pulling back; and then pushing
deeper. She groaned in a low guttural tone as he finally bottomed
out and she lifted her head and a hiss of her breath gave way to
an almost sob. This was clearly not comfortable for her and she
was in some discomfort. He slowly started to fuck her and after a
minute or two her breathing became more even and she once more
lowered her forehead to the chair cushion as she bent at the hips
and their bodies equalized the pressure of the intrusion of his
thick cock. He fucked her carefully yet deliberately to ensure He
was getting as much in her as he desired without causing the
grunts of discomfort she gave earlier. As he settled down, she
found the angle providing least discomfort by lowering her butt a
little so he had a straight push into her. She communicated it to
him in the reduction of the noises of discomfort she had made.
Now that her discomfort had eased she just braced herself and let
him enjoy the carnal assault. It occurred to her briefly that
there was no sharp pain that she had anticipated her hymen
splitting would provide. And she felt full of his fat cock. �This
is not as bad as I thought it would be� she thought to herself,
and started to relax. Alan was in bliss. No thoughts of Tania or
Erin clouded his head and he had perhaps one of the most glorious
fucks he had ever had. Of course all men think that of most fucks
but given her age and that she was most likely the first virgin
he ever had, his ego was soaring in self congratulation that he
was nailing this young nymph who came onto him. Teaching her what
men will do if you go far enough in offering yourself. He fucked
her as a grown woman and as he felt the inevitable warning that
he was getting close he glanced quickly out the window and to his
relief noted that, while she had turned her head towards the pool
house, Erin was still face down on her lounger. But she clearly
had woken as she held the iPod in her hand below the level of the
lounger base and was peering down as she operated it at arms
length. Shit! She would soon wonder where Alice was. Had she not
realized the other lounger was empty? He urged himself faster in
and out of his preteen prize; holding her firmly by her hips and
slammed her so he could hear the slapping of their bodies. He
felt the cum start to boil from deep within his inner groin and
quickly the sensation rushed forth as his barren seed bubbled up
and he stifled his cries of delirious pleasure as he came hard
and deep into Alice�s virgin womb. He pushed deep several times
and she raised her head in discomfort once more and cried out. In
a sexually emancipated woman it may be cries of pleasure, but
Alan was well aware she was not in the throes of sexual
enjoyment. He quickly glanced back at Erin. She had now sat up
and was looking around. He wrung the last spurts of semen from
his balls and finished himself in Alice�s tight hole and slowly
eased out as the bliss of ejaculation began to abate. He stepped
back; his slick cock showing traces of blood. Hymeneal blood no
doubt. He ran his hand down the greasy cock and transferred the
lightly bloodied film to his fingers so to inspect it. Alice
sighed in relief as the intrusion in her vagina vanished and
slowly she stood up, still breathing quite hard. Before she could
turn to face him he spoke urgently to her.

�Into the bathroom and put your bathing suit on, quickly. Erin is
awake and she could come in here.�

She stood upright and with a quick fearful glance out the window,
she scampered into the tiny bathroom, closing the door behind
her. Standing inside she saw her bathing suit on the floor. She
looked down at her sex and bowed her legs and lightly drew a hand
over her labia. She was leaking semen and she smeared it on her
fingers and studied it. She saw the faint traces of bright red
blood. She knew why it was there and a nervous smile came to her
lips. �I did it� she thought. �I did it, I had a fuck.� Out in
the pool house, Alan stooped and pulled his shorts up with one
hand, conscious of the bloodstained mess on the other hand. He
fumbled in a pocket of his half raised shorts and found the
handkerchief he had there and quickly pressed it against the palm
of the messy hand, wiping it clean. This done he quickly pulled
the shorts up and buttoned and zipped them properly. He pushed
the handkerchief into the pocket after wiping between his fingers
to remove all trace of the slime palmed from his cock. He glanced
back at the window. Erin had got off her lounger and was at the
gate, opening it. He noticed the KY on the window sill and
quickly grabbed it and put it in his pocket. To his relief Erin
walked into the house rather than come to the pool house. She was
probably looking for them. Alan took his chance to exit the pool
house unseen and quickly veered off to the right and down the
side of the house towards the front. He slowed the furtive gait
and pretended he was just checking out the garden work he had
completed, when Erin came around the front of the house; the iPod
in her hand. She saw him standing looking at the garden work he
had completed that morning.

�Uncle Alan have you seen Alice?� she asked as she approached.

�Last time I saw her she was on the lounger next to with you,� he
lied; feigning innocence.

�Oh�well I must have dozed off in the sun and when I woke up, she
wasn�t there,� she said somewhat mystified as to where here
friend was.

�Maybe the pool house,� he suggested innocently.

�Oh yeah. I should have thought about that,� she said realizing
that was where Alice could be.

�Maybe she went to the bathroom,� he suggested.

She grinned and nodded and moved to walk past him. She paused and
turned back.

�How did she know there was a bathroom in there?� she said
skeptically.

�Maybe she was just being inquisitive and went to see what was in
there and saw there was a bathroom. Or perhaps she is just
sitting in there where it�s cool,� he said.

Erin considered the possibility, nodded her understanding, and
wandered off towards the back of the house to find Alice. Alan
watched her go to the pool house and then quickly turned and went
around to the front of the house and let myself in. He walked to
the kitchen at the rear and stood just out of view and surveyed
the back yard from the window. Soon both girls came out of the
pool house and walked back to the pool gate and went inside the
fence and sat on their loungers. Alice was once more nicely
packed into her sleek black bathing suit and the girls sat facing
each other as Alice manipulated the iPod with Erin wearing the
ear buds. For someone who had lost her virginity minutes earlier,
Alice seemed remarkably calm from a distance. He made a note to
get Erin a Nano for her birthday or Christmas. I couldn�t
remember her birth date so the next gift giving day would
suffice. She was a great kid and deserved to have her own music
player. In some way Alan wished Tania had not insisted on his
vasectomy. He would have liked to try for a girl; even if it
meant three kids not the two they had agreed on as the size of
their family to be. So when they had twin boys, that virtually
was that. Snip, snip and he was done. He pondered this history
ruefully. What if the sex with Alice got out? If Tania divorced
him and he was thrown in jail. Would he not perhaps want to start
a family again with another partner sympathetic to his past life?
This was crazy stuff. None of this was considered or thought of
when he had the snip; nor when he was plowing Alice�s tight
snatch in the pool house. He looked at himself in a small mirror
on the wall near the bench end; the small homage to Tania�s
vanity.

�You stupid bastard,� he whispered to himself. �You stupid,
stupid, dirty bastard.�

Alice: Epilogue So far Alan has not been made to regret this mad
escapade with young Alice. Two years on and no one suspects this
ever happened. Tania, Jen and the boys returned from shopping
later that afternoon and everyone was none the wiser to what took
place between Alice and Alan. Alice did approach him in the house
before their return and furtively asked if there were tampons she
could use. He quickly found Tania�s supply in their bathroom and
handed one to the young preteen. �I bled a bit� was all she said
and their was a stoic resolve to her plight knowing it was either
premature menstruation brought on by the stress of the physical
intrusion in her vagina, or it was just normal hymeneal bleeding
from her first penetration. She seemed to accept the blood either
way. She slipped back outside to Erin; the tampon being inserted
in the master bathroom. Alan briefly wondered what sort of an
asshole that made him? He had used his wife�s personal lubricant
to prepare and deflower an under-aged girl, and now she was using
one of his wife�s tampon supply. There are times when he wakes in
the darkness of the night and thinks his life is on a knife�s
edge. Not long after the illicit sex with Alice, he learned that
Erin and Alice had fallen out and were no longer acquaintances
beyond school. Something to do with Alice becoming �a precocious
little bitch� and �berating Erin�s slow maturity� were phrases
that Tania repeated to him from Jen. Alan trembled when he heard
this. He was sure Alice could use the sex with him as a way of
getting at Erin if it got really nasty. He had to reassure myself
that the girl was probably just as likely to be ashamed of what
happened and would keep quiet. But he could never rely on that.
What if Alice grew up a troubled young woman and went into
therapy or counseling. And related her trail of encounters;
confessed as a way of purging herself. There wasn�t just Alan she
was involved with; of that he was sure. But that time in the pool
house, he was the one to take her virginity. That she would never
forget; nor would she forget him as perhaps the evil bastard that
did it to her. She was reluctant; no doubt about it. Not just
fear of pregnancy either. She was clearly coerced by him even
after he said he had the vasectomy to eliminate pregnancy as a
barrier to go further. No he can�t turn back the clock. This is
his cross to bear. He will live in fear of the men in suits
coming to interview him the day Alice might crack and spill her
guts. There is no statute of limitations on this crime. On one
hand he can congratulate himself on nailing a luscious piece of
jail bait. On the other hand, he has to live in fear it might be
discovered. He wished that he did not have to fear that. Yes he
does have regrets and he can�t do a damn thing about it.

The End

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FOOTNOTE

The overwhelming inference of stories about sex with minors is
the idea that the abusers get away with their crime and the
abused are consenting; so detection is not a probability. And
even when minors are portrayed as non-consenting, the abusers are
frequently portrayed as being immune to detection and punishment
and get away with it. It is worth while for any reader to
understand that, though child abuse is still widely
under-reported, more and more abusers are being brought to
justice as they should be. Education and awareness has assisted
in detection of abused children in seemingly normal environments.
While many authors frequently write stories on this taboo
subject, I try to describe plausible situations where such
contact is a possibility; sometimes and inevitability. But
depiction of adult sexual congress with children should not be
interpreted as acceptable or without conscience. While freedom of
thought and speech is fundamental in a free society, fictional
portrayal of sex abuse of minors should not be seen as the green
light for any reader to act on any situation to emulate events
depicted in such writing. 

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