

This story is entirely fantasy. The characters
and events described are entirely a product of 
imagination. If the reader is offended
by stories about sex between adults and
children, close this story now.
 
This is the first story I ever posted on ASSTR.
Over the months, I have repeatedly gotten
requests to continue the story, thus, I have
reissued this story as Part I and written a 
Part II. If you have any suggestions to
improve my stories, please e-mail me.

lschmidt@boardermail.com



Seven-year-old Nympho Part I

  -Leslie Schmidt


	Soon after 9/11, my sister was called 
to active duty. She had been in the reserves 
for a few years and never really expected to 
be called up, but she did not question the 
need for her to serve. She is a single mom 
and I had watched her daughter when she 
drilled on weekends. We had also arranged 
that I would take care of Brittany if Jo 
were called up. So, I moved out of the dorms 
at the University I attend and moved into 
Jo's apartment. The arrangement was good, 
even saving me a little money as I now could 
live rent-free.

      Brit and I have been close since she 
was born. Her deadbeat father had left when 
she was two, and I became an occasional 
surrogate.  A male junior in college, taking 
care of a seven-year-old is unusual but not 
unheard of. I had been spending summers and 
vacations with Jo and Brit, so we adjusted 
easily to the new arrangement. Brit really 
missed her mother but, as she put it once, 
"It's like mommy's on a really long drill 
weekend."

	Brit is a very quiet seven-year-old. In 
fact, quiet is not nearly strong enough a 
word. She is reserved. She doesn't hide, and 
will talk openly and directly when engaged, 
but she never babbles. I don't think I have 
ever had to tell her to quiet down. She has 
short blonde hair and a pretty face; all in 
all she is generally normal. She has the 
usual collection of dolls and stuffed 
animals. Her relationship with the family 
cat is strained. She really wants to love 
the poor beast but, as always happens, a 
middle-aged tomcat finds the love of a 
little girl a bit too demanding. After a few 
minutes of her affection, he will run off 
with his tail twitching. I was to learn that 
the love of this seven-year-old was a bit 
much for a twenty-two year old man!

		Brit and I settled into a regular 
daily routine of school, meals, and chores-
life normal. We spent most evenings home. 
Brit would watch TV while I studied. Her 
bedtime was 10; I usually studied until 
around midnight. One evening I was sitting 
on the sofa reading while Brit watched a 
cartoon channel. I had my legs stretched out 
in front of me, crossed at the ankle. Brit 
was sitting astride my feet, watching TV and 
playing with a doll. She started rocking 
back and forth on my leg; I really didn't 
pay much attention until I noticed that she 
was getting a little bit rough. That's when 
I started watching her. She was holding the 
toe of my shoe, pulling it against her tummy 
and rocking back and forth, grinding the top 
of my foot into her crotch. She was 
masturbating with my foot! 

	Her movements got more and more 
persistent and her breathing harder as her 
hair started to stick to the back of her 
neck. I found the whole thing kind of 
amusing but I was also turned on by the 
show. My tool started to firm under my 
505's. Soon Brit caught her breath a couple 
of times and then stopped. I guess she had 
cum. She just kept watching the cartoon as 
if nothing had happened. Thinking about it, 
I realized that she masturbated while 
watching TV fairly often. More than once I 
had come into the living room during 
Saturday morning cartoons and seen her 
laying on her belly with her hands under 
her, rocking back and forth. I just didn't 
connect what she was doing.

	When the cartoon was over I sent her 
off for her bath and to get ready for bed, 
but this time I followed her into the 
bathroom. She pulled off her tee shirt and 
then started the bathtub filling. Then she 
striped off her shorts and panties. Brit is 
about four feet tall and has short dirty 
blonde hair. She was well tanned in the 
summer, but by now most of the gold in her 
skin had faded. You could still see where 
her bathing suit covered (she had a one 
piece) and the skin on her butt and chest 
was white. Veins formed the shadow of a 
spider web under the skin on her chest and 
on the front of her hips. I had seen her 
naked many times and had always admired the 
beauty of her form. She was not fat or 
skinny. The barest outlines of her ribs 
could be seen on her sides. Her butt was 
nicely rounded but still firm. In front, she 
had full pussy lips, now they were a little 
red after their workout. Her nipples were 
pink nubs; it would be a while before they 
started to develop into breasts. When she 
squatted down in the tub to adjust the water 
temperature, I got a glimpse of her clit.

	The next evening (it was Thursday), I 
picked up a movie for us to watch. This 
evening I sent her to bath before we started 
the movie, so we sat down to watch with her 
wearing a nightee and panties. After a few 
minutes she crawled into my lap. Again, I 
was reading for a class. After a few minutes 
I positioned her so she was sitting astride 
my knee, facing away from me.  When there 
was a couple of cartoon Arabs running across 
the desert on camels, I started bouncing my 
knee up and down with the music. Brit 
giggled and started pretending that she was 
riding a camel too, bouncing with my knee. A 
couple of minutes later, I stretched out my 
legs, again crossing my ankles. Brit slid 
down my shin and kneeled with my foot 
between her legs. When a cute song came on, 
I started moving my foot with the music and 
we were off to the races! I was surprised at 
how quickly Brit stared getting herself off. 
She even pulled her nightgown up so the only 
things between my ankle and her slit were 
the thin cotton panties. Over the next 
twenty minutes she must have cum three 
times. Her panties were very damp against my 
skin. Meanwhile, my rod had pushed up 
against my gym shorts, its' outline was 
clearly visible. When she got up, I could 
see that she noticed it, she gave it a sort 
of strange look, obviously not knowing what 
to think. When she looked at my face, I 
pretended to be engrossed in my book. After 
she had gone to bed, I must have shot a 
quart of sperm when I jacked off.

	On Friday, I must admit, I set the 
situation up. I had spent the day in a 
horny, nervous state. I was actually glad 
that I didn't currently have a girl friend. 
I got home before the school bus dropped off 
Brit and went to her room. Just as I had 
suspected, there were only two pairs of 
panties in her drawers. These found their 
way into the clothes hamper. We went out for 
pizza and then did some grocery shopping, 
arriving home at about eight. Brit watched 
some TV while I put the food away and then I 
popped a disc in the DVD. 
I had put a lot of thought into the movie 
and decided on a silly comedy that both she 
and I would like. When that one was over, I 
sent Brit off to bath. About a half-hour 
later she came back. She was naked, carrying 
a nightgown. She complained that there were 
no panties in her drawer. I told her that 
they must all be in the laundry and that we 
would wash in the morning, but for now she 
could wear her nightee only. Brit accepted 
this and sat down on my lap for the second 
movie. This one was a little more grown up, 
but was still ok for a second grader. It was 
not long before Brit was masturbating on my 
ankle again, but this time there was nothing 
between us. Her smooth skin felt great, and 
her wetness surprised me. I had once heard 
that, "Little girls don't get wet, they just 
get sticky." Whoever said that never met 
Brittany.

	After she had cum the first time I 
pulled her up onto my knee. She reached down 
to steady herself and put her hand right on 
my stiff cock. She pulled it away. I told 
her it was OK, and put her hand back on my 
member. I was wearing a pair of shorts that 
were held up with elastic and a drawstring. 
They are made out of a soft fabric and are 
quite loose fitting.

	"Why is it hard like that?" she asked?

	"Well, it's the same as when you get 
all tingly when you're bouncing on my foot." 
I said.

	She giggled and looked embarrassed.

	"Here, let me show you." I pulled off 
my shirt and then lifted up and pulled down 
my shorts. My dick sprang up. Brit looked at 
it with a wry expression.

	"Mommy told me that they get like that 
when people have sex," she said.

	"That's true. It happened because you 
were rubbing your privates against me. Do 
you like rubbing yourself like that?" I 
asked.

	"I don't know," she said, smiling.

	"Has Jo told you about masturbation?"

"Mas-tur-ba-tion," she sounded out the word. 
"What's that?"

	"When you rub yourself watching TV." 

	Brit looked even more embarrassed, but 
I decided to plow forward anyway. "Men and 
women rub each other like that too, it 
really makes you feel good."

	She looked at my cock, which was 
softening, slowly dropping down towards my 
balls.

	"Let my show you. Can I rub you?"

	Brit shrugged, "OK."

	I pulled her nightgown off over her 
head and then sat her down astride my left 
knee, facing away from me. I ran my hands up 
her sides and over her chest, gently rubbing 
her nipples.  Then I pulled her back against 
me, sandwiching my dick between her and my 
stomach. She let out a little sigh when I 
started running my finger up and down her 
slit. Soon she was humping into my hand as I 
stroked her stiff little clit.  She was 
getting more and more turned on, breathing 
hard. As I rubbed her slit she got 
surprisingly wet and I started pushing my 
finger in between her lips and into her 
little cunt, then pulling out as I moved up 
to her clit. I was having real trouble not 
blowing my wad on her back when she grunted 
and shuddered. As she came, I pushed my 
index finger into her vagina, up to the 
second knuckle. She was sweaty and sort of 
melted against me. I kept my finger in her 
pussy, but did not move it. My balls were 
about to explode but, with Superman effort, 
I kept from cumming myself. She lay against 
me, panting.

	"Did you like that?" I asked.

      "Ya," she murmured.

	"Would you make me cum?" I asked. "Do 
you know what happens when a man cums?

	"I'm not sure," she replied with a sort 
of wondering expression in her voice.

	"Here, let me show you something," I 
said.	I stood her up and showed her my 
penis. "When a man cums, he squirts some 
white sticky stuff.  Not a lot, just a 
tablespoon or so."

	"Do you pee?" she asked.

	"It's not the same thing," I said. 
"It's semen. It's what starts a baby growing 
in a woman's belly. But you're too young; 
you can't have babies yet. Any way, I would 
have to cum up inside your slit, and yours 
is too small for me to fit. But you can rub 
me and make me cum."

	"Ok," she said. She reached down and 
started to stroke my dick. I told her to 
wrap her hands around it and run them up and 
down the shaft, concentrating on the head. I 
told her that, when I started to cum, to 
keep going until I said to stop. She watched 
my face as she stroked my dick.  She was 
giving me a passable hand job when I got an 
idea.

	"Let me make you cum too," I said. I 
turned her around and sat her down on my 
lap. My dick was between her legs, extending 
out in front of her.  She was straddling my 
dick, just like she had been doing with my 
foot. "Let me rub you with my penis, then we 
can both cum." I said. She knew exactly what 
to do.

	I started humping, the top of my dick 
moving against her slit. She reached down, 
pushing my dick against her slit and 
bouncing up and down. She held my dick so 
the head was against her belly. The wetness 
of her little girl  pus made everything 
slippery as she pulled on my dick with both 
hands while grinding her clit against my 
rod. She started breathing harder, as did I, 
the pressure building in my balls. She 
leaned back against me; my face was above 
her shoulder in her hair. I could look down 
across her chest and see her hands cupping 
my dick against the smooth skin of her 
stomach. Her nipples were standing out above 
her flat chest. I caressed them, running the 
pad of my finger in circles around one while 
I rolled the other between my forefinger and 
thumb. She started to pant as we humped. She 
would pull up on my dick and push back with 
her hips. At the same time, I would thrust 
forward, rubbing my cock head between her 
hands and belly. Then she lifted her legs 
up, putting a foot on top of each of my 
knees. We must have made for quite a sight 
and the thought of setting up a camera some 
time ran through my mind. She broke out in a 
sweat as the cum boiled in my balls.  With a 
short intake of breath, Brit came. At the 
same time I blew my load into her hands and 
onto her belly, firing seven or ten times. 
Some drops of jez even shot across her chest 
and onto her shoulder. She pushed the top of 
my dick against her hairless cunt; the lips 
spread wide to allow her clit to slide along 
my tool. She shuddered over and over again, 
having multiple orgasms. Her pussy juices 
and my cum mixed to make her slide easily 
back and forth along my shaft. She just kept 
humping, sliding my dick along her slit. I 
was long past climax and she was still 
going! She was rocked by one orgasm after 
another.  From deep in her throat, a slow 
growl, maybe a moan, came as she experienced 
orgasm after orgasm.

	Finally, after what must have been two 
minutes of constant climax, she settled 
down, melting against me. Her breaths came 
in short pants. Her hair was sweaty and 
matted. Meanwhile, that feeling of 
relaxation ran through me. I had fired an 
enormous load of jiz across her belly and 
onto her chest. I cuddled her. Her whole 
front was wet with my cum, her sweat, and 
pussy juices. Her hair was stringy with 
sweat.

	"Damn, we need to take a shower after 
that." I said.

	I took her into the bathroom and turned 
on the shower. Once I had the temperature 
adjusted, we got in, but nothing really 
clicked. I guess Brit just didn't realize 
the possibilities: she didn't really respond 
when I soaped her back and her chest. I was 
not willing to force anything on her, so we 
showered off and got out. After drying 
ourselves off, Brit said she wanted to go to 
bed, so I let her go.

	After she had been in bed for about 
five minutes, I went in and sat down next to 
her. I had put my shirt and shorts back on; 
she was covered under the blankets.

	"Brit, are you OK?"

	"Ya," she answered.

	I was really afraid that she felt bad 
about what we did, I certainly did not want 
her to be scared of me or what I might do to 
her.

	"Did you like what we did? Are you 
feeling good?" I asked.

	"Don't worry, Tommy. I know that you 
could get in a lot of trouble." She paused. 
"At school they said that it's bad if anyone 
does that-but I liked it. Was it bad?"

	"No darling. It's not bad if it's what 
you want. Did you like doing that?"

	"Yes. It was wonderful." We sat in 
silence for half a minute. Then she said, 
"Would you do it again?"

	I was totally shocked! Had I awakened a 
little nympho? I reached under the covers 
and was surprised to find that she was 
naked. I started running my finger along her 
slit and watched as she closed her eyes and 
started to breathe harder. I pushed my 
finger into her vagina. She formed an "O" 
with her lips and writhed under the blanket. 
I pulled the covers off of her and watched 
her smooth pre-pubescent form rock as I 
fingered her bald pussy. Her nipples were 
contracted and stiff, just dark bebes on her 
white chest. Her smooth white belly passed 
down to her completely hairless crack. Her 
pussy lips opened for my finger to run 
between them. Brit had fat lips, her slit 
extended up in front; it was more than just 
a little crease between her legs.

	Our earlier workout had slowed me down, 
and my dick was firm but not fully erect. I 
knew from experience that it would be a 
while longer before I could really get off 
again, so I decided that I would do my best 
to make Brit happy. I leaned down and kissed 
her left nipple. Then I ran my tongue around 
the other one while pushing my finger deep 
into her seven-year-old pussy. I could tell 
she really enjoyed this. Brit wrapped one 
arm around my neck, holding my face to her 
chest, and she pushed my other hand harder 
against her pus. I finger fucked her, 
pushing my finger in and out as she breathed 
harder and rocked against me. It was obvious 
that this little girl knew what she wanted 
and was not at all abashed about getting it.

       I got up and moved to kneel between 
her legs. While I was up, I stripped off my 
clothes. When I moved back onto the bed, she 
didn't know what I was doing, and I had to 
tell her to spread her legs for me to 
position myself. As soon as I started 
licking her snatch she started to 
uncontrollably hump her hairless pus into my 
face. She bent her knees, pulling them up to 
give me the best access to her. I ran my 
arms up under her, lifting her whole body 
below her shoulders as I tongued her clit. 
When I pushed my tongue into her vagina, she 
humped hard into my face and let out a very 
loud "Ahhhh!" I had heard of "screamers" 
before, but I had never dreamed of one that 
was seven. Her orgasm continued as I tongue 
fucked her. Her pussy juices ran down my 
chin. She had a mild womanly taste-really 
pleasant. My tongue ached after what must 
have been three minutes of sustaining her 
orgasm. Finally she stopped cumming and 
relaxed.

	I lay down next to her. By now my dick 
was at full attention and I started humping 
against her thigh. I figured that, at the 
very least, I could get off on her 
incredibly smooth and soft skin. She reached 
down and held my tool, allowing me to slide 
it between her hand and thigh.

	"Brit, it would be really great if you 
would suck me." I said. Immediately I 
regretted saying that, I didn't know what 
she would do.

	She lifted herself up and looked at me. 
With that wry smile I had seen earlier, she 
said, "Ok."

	I rolled onto my back as Brit scootch 
down to my loins. She took my dick in her 
hand and started to suck on the head. I was 
amazed at how she seemed to know exactly 
what to do. I humped into her face and felt 
my cock-head hit the back of her throat. She 
pulled back, but then sucked me right back 
into her mouth.

	"When I cum, just swallow it and keep 
sucking until I stop you." I said as I 
humped my dick into her mouth.

	I don't know whether she heard me, but 
she started sucking harder and bobbing 
faster. She started breathing hard, blowing 
hard through her nose. She was also grinding 
her pus into my leg, humping it and getting 
herself off. The jiz quickly built in my 
nuts and I soon fired into her mouth. Brit 
jumped at the same time, I don't know 
whether it was because of the cum I was 
shooting down her throat or if she was 
cumming-probably both.  As I had asked, Brit 
just kept sucking, pushing me as far into 
her mouth as I would fit. I fired load after 
load of cum into her mouth. Little drops of 
semen appeared at the corners of her lips as 
she sucked harder than I could believe. I 
fired again and again into her little mouth. 
When I had finished cumming, I reached down 
and lifted her chin off me. She looked up at 
me and smiled, some of my cum was at the 
corners of her mouth, a drop ran down toward 
her chin. I pulled her little body up on top 
of me and kissed her. My dick was wet 
against her belly and thighs.  I pushed my 
tongue into her mouth. She tasted like my 
cum, her mouth was slimy with jiz. We 
cuddled and giggled.

	Just before we dropped off to sleep, 
she said, "I think I'm going to like having 
you here, Tommy."

