NOTE THIS 
These stories are fiction. 
They are based on the lives of these characters, which may or may not exist, but in no way 
should be considered biographical or autobiographical. 
They contain sexual content that some people may find offensive and/or immoral.
They are written to entertain those people who don't find it offensive or immoral.
They are written for adults, so look at your driver's license, do the math, and be sure that you 
are at least 18 years of age before reading them.

Tanya factoids and cast of characters for this series:

Tanya 9 yrs old (relative to the story of course)

Brad (Tanya's brother) 14 (5 years difference)

Kyp (Brad's best friend) 16 (7 years)

Dennis 12 (3 years)

Francine 11 (2 years)
Jonah (Francine's brother) 6 (3years)

Janet 9 (same)

Shelly 6  (3years)
Bobbi Jo (Shelly's sister) 5 (4years)



                                     Little Tanya My First part two



   So to get back on track; now, I was just about ten and as I saw Dennis riding I waved to him. 
He came over to me and said hi. We made a little small talk about the new baseball diamond at 
the schoolyard, and then he asked, "Tanya, is there a reason why we don't hang out anymore?" 
I said, "Yeah, because I didn't think you wanted too." He said, "Why do you think that?" I 
said, "Well, I don't know, I just thought that, because you never came around or gave me rides 
home or anything." He said, "No, it wasn't me, I thought you were avoiding me, I looked for 
you a lot of times after school." I said, "Well, I wasn't hiding or avoiding you." He said, "So you 
want to hang out again?" I said, "Sure, I miss you." He was smiling now, and he said, "So let's 
go over to my house nobody's home; I mean if you want to." We were in front of my house 
now, and I said I was going to run inside and I'd be right back.
  I was in and out in a flash and got on his bike with him. I really missed riding with him, I put my 
arms around him and off we went. When we got to his house he took me in through the kitchen 
and grabbed us each a 'Yoo-hoo'. I went and sat down on the couch and he knelt down in 
front of me and kissed me. Man, he was not wasting any time, and I didn't mind at all. I loved 
kissing him, and after a little while it was like we had never been apart. He stayed on the floor 
and he ran his hands up my sides under my shirt. He started to rub my nipples with his thumbs, I 
was feeling so hot, and I put my tongue in his mouth. Let me describe for you what we looked 
like that day. I'm about 4'5" tall, with long light brown hair, light freckles, and gray eyes. I have 
long legs and I'm very thin. He's about 5'2" tall, very short black hair, brown eyes, and black 
as the ace of spades. Even though he's a black boy, he doesn't have the exaggerated features 
of an African-American. He was built pretty buff for a 12 year-old, I mean he was very solid.
  As we French-kissed, it was really sexy tasting chocolate (from the Yoo-hoo) in his delicious 
chocolate mouth. I couldn't wait any longer so I started to undo my jeans, while I kicked my 
shoes off. He helped me pull my pants down, I took my shirt off and then he took his shirt and 
pants off. He was wearing really small briefs, like a swimsuit and I could see he was already 
hard. He kissed me some more then he started to work his way down my chest to my little 
nipples, which were standing up like pencil points. He sucked on them and rubbed my thighs 
with his hands. He said, "Oh Tanya, I missed you so much!" I said, "I missed you too", and I 
started to run my hands through his tight curls. He kissed my belly button, and started to pull 
down my panties. As soon as he could see my pussy he said, "You're so beautiful" and kissed 
it!
  This was a first for me. No one had ever kissed me there, we had masturbated each other 
before, but no one else had ever even touched the bare skin of my privates, and now he was 
kissing me there. I told him, "It's so nice." He needed no more encouragement than that. He 
stuck his tongue inside and started licking up to the top at my clit and then down deep inside 
me. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt, I never wanted it to stop. Then he put his 
thumb in and moved it in and out like he was fucking me, but he never stopped licking me at the 
top of my crack. I started to feel that hot buzz coming over my body, and I had an orgasm. I 
could feel the wetness coating his thumb and running under my butt. He didn't stop, he slowed 
down for a minute then as soon as I was settling down he picked up the pace and I had another. 
This one was much more intense than the first, I was seeing stars. I was overcome with lust for 
him. I slid down on the floor and started kissing him all over his face and neck. I told him, "I 
love you so much Dennis." He pulled me really close and said, "I love you too."
  I continued taking my kisses lower. I wanted him naked, I needed to suck my first cock, and I 
couldn't wait. I thought it would be very scary to do that, but now I wasn't scared at all. I 
pulled his underpants off and he spread his legs apart. I pushed him back so he was lying down 
and I grabbed his dick. It seemed pretty big; I guess it must have been about 5 inches long and 
not much bigger around than his thumb. It was really dark, and the head was lighter, kind of 
pink colored. The top was a little wet and I licked off the wetness to taste it. It kind of tasted 
like sweat; it was salty. I took it into my mouth just a little and started to suck on it, kind of like 
Francine's tits. He moved his hips up and down, so I worked with him and moved my head up 
and down. Each time I tried to go down lower to get more of him in my mouth, and soon by 
raising my body higher I was taking all of him in my mouth. He was going crazy, humping up, 
moaning, and saying my name over and over. Pretty soon he started to tense up, since I had 
jacked him off before I knew he was going to cum. I made a quick decision that I was going to 
swallow everything that came out. He came and it shot into my mouth, I think 4 good shots. He 
didn't get soft, so I kept sucking, and he couldn't take it, he pulled my head up and kissed me. 
We lay on the floor for a little while, and then we sat up and finished our drinks while we kissed 
and hugged. I was so crazy about him now. I didn't want to freak him out, but I think I told him 
I loved him about 10 more times. I had to go, because his folks would be home soon, so we 
decided to meet after school the next day.



to be continued

