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 TRACYS FIRST FUCK Mg PED
   It was a small area, more villagey than town even though it was a town.
One of those places where anyone or anything new spiked interest.  Luckily
for me I spiked a bit of female interest, there wasn't much to do there. 
It was one of those back of beyond places where if you didn't move on you
just lived the same boring life as everyone else.
   I was single and older but had the advantage of looking younger and
liking younger, and I soon took the eyes of a local tart.  I knew I wasn't
up to much but I was new.
   She was 18, so she said, I was in my late 30's but my age never came up.
We met in the only bar in the place, it seemed that it was the social
centre of the area.
   Quite a bit had been drunk that night and it wasn't surprising that she
tagged along and accepted my offer of coffee.  I really didn't like her
that much but it was either go home and have a wank or wank in her.  I
could deal with the aftermath later and I got rid of her around 2 am and to
her parting words, "I'll drop round sometime shall I?" What can you say?
   It had been a wank in her.  Most of them think they're sex sirens but in
reality are little more than wank bags and there's always the advantage
that they take most of the spunk home with them.  Makes it easier on the
washing powder consumption.
   I think it was about a week or so later when the bell rang and I let her
in.  I was glad I did, she was much more interesting this time.
   "This is me sister," she said, "sorry, I had to bring her.  I had to go
out for a bike ride with her." She rolled her eyes.  "We've left bikes
outside, is that alright?"
   "Yes of course," I said smiling at her sister and she really was more my
type.
   They were there for about an hour, the tart dominating the conversation.
I was bored stiff but at least I had her sister to look at.  "Well we
better be off," the tart said, "sorry about that, I know it's a nuisance
but I have to.  I can come round later, shall I?"
   I made my excuses and so she she said, "right then well I'll just use
the facilities before I go.  You can go after me Tracy, if you want?"
   Tracy didn't want and she remained with me, lovely young lady, very
attractive woman.
   I smiled at Tracy and rolled my eyes.
   "I know," she smiled, "she annoys me an'all."
   "I can't stand her," I took the risk saying.
   "Me neither," she replied.
   I heard the toilet flush upstairs.
   "Hey listen," I said quickly and in a low voice, "if you ever want to
drop round for a visit, feel free."
   She smiled and kind of dropped her head a little and then after biting
her lip a little, in a low voice reply said, "thanks."
   I've no idea but I assume the tart got the hint and also I started going
to another bar out of town.
   A couple of weeks later my bell was rung and thinking little of it I was
pleased to open the door and find Tracy standing there.
   "Uh, you said I could, you know, and I was out and I thought........."
   "Come in, come in," I said, "how lovely to see you, I didn't think you
would.........oh, where's your...............?"
   ".............it's alright," she said standing just inside the door.  I
turned to face her, she was smiling, "she isn't here, she's had to go into
the city for a few days."
   "Oh," I said smiling back at her, "actually I meant where's your bike?"
   "I walked," she said the smile falling.
   "Good," I said closing the door, and then, "I'm really glad you didn't
bring that awful sister with you."
   "Really," she said brightening, "you weren't just looking for the bike
then?"
   "She is a bike," I said, "oh sorry."
   Tracy laughed, "I know she is.  It's alright, anyway, she's me step
sister, we don't get on."
   "Neither do I," I said, "I mean with your................."
   "I gathered that," she laughed.
   "Come on through," I said and smiling she started to walk ahead of me,
"step sister eh.  Well that explains it."
   "Explains what," she asked grinning.  She was clever.
   "Explains why you're so nice," I said, "sit down won't you?  If you feel
like it just throw your jacket over the chair."
   "Thanks," she said sitting and removing her coat.  I knew why she'd said
thanks and it wasn't for the offer of the seat.
   It's nice when you see they've made an effort, nice to think what might
have gone through their mind when they decided what to wear for the visit.
'I wonder if he might think this is sexy or maybe I should wear this skirt,
or this one, it's a bit shorter and I think I look quite nice in this one
and the colour of my new open stocking tights goes well with that shorter
skirt......'
   "You look very nice," I said.  She wore a cream blouse with a very short
light turquoise frilly ra-ra skirt, yellow tights and those popular clumpy
black boots that girls of a certain age seem to prefer.
   "Thanks," she said smoothing her skirt down and she didn't blush which I
liked, it showed confidence.
   I started to turn away, "I'm really pleased you've come," I said.  "Take
your shoes off, you'll be more comfortable and I'd prefer it."
   "Alright then thanks," she said and I watched as she kicked them off and
then said, "I'll go and make us a drink shall I, some tea?"
   And as I started to move towards the kitchen, "I'll do it," I heard her
say and then there she was next to me smiling.
   "We'll do it together shall we," I smiled back?
   "Alright then," she said, "that seems fair.  You do the kettle and I'll
do the tea."
   "Right," I said, "we'll do it together then, just like a couple eh?"
   "Yeah," she said keenly.
   After I put the kettle on I stood behind her to watch her and to admire
her form.
   "I kind of understand now," I said and she turned, "understand what,"
she said?
   "Understand that you're step sisters," I said and she turned again and
smiled, "you've got a lovely figure."
   "Really, do you think so, thanks," she said and then she turned back to
deal with the teapot and what have you.  I knew full well she'd still be
smiling.
   "I'm surprised you're not out with the boyfriend," I said and very
quickly she replied, "I haven't got a boyfriend."
   "Haven't you," I said in a very surprised tone, "well they're either all
stupid round here or you're very particular then."
   "I'm particular," she said somewhat haughtily.
   "Well someone with your looks can afford to be," I said, "unlike your
sister, I mean step sister." That made her giggle.
   I moved closer towards her and without laying a hand on her but standing
very close I kind of leaned over her shoulder so that I could see most of
her face and said, "I think you're really gorgeous."
   She grinned and turning her head towards me, flashed me a big smile and
then I placed my hands on her shoulders, "really gorgeous, really
attractive."
   She was still grinning and it wasn't nervousness, "thanks," she said "I
think you're dead nice too, I think you're really fit like."
   "Do you," I said leaning over even more?
   "Yeah," she said and I felt her warm breath on my face.
   "I want to kiss you," I said, "is that alright?"
   "Yeah," she said struggling to turn round in the small space I'd left
her between me and the kitchen top.  Her head keened up at me and I took
what she offered.
   Sweet soft kisses, unhurried at first but I couldn't resist lifting her
under her arms and as I moved back a little, her legs seemed to
instinctively wrap themselves around my waist causing her cunt to thrust
hard against me and then her little kisses became wet hard salivated
attacks.  I placed one hand firmly under her pert little boyish botty and
squeezed while the other held her firmly against me.
   "You're really feisty," I said as well pulled apart, "I think you must
be quite a tough girl, you know what you want don't you."
   "What," she said looking all little girly?
   "No I mean, you know what you want and you go for it," I said providing
her with a clue, "you're very mature."
   "Oh yeah," she said recovering, "yeah, most of me friends at school say
that I'm mature."
   "Yeah I can tell," I said and as a test I darted in to steal a quick
kiss and sure enough she went for it just a little bit too easily but I
pulled back too quick for her.  She wanted it alright and she was going to
get what she might or might not realise what she wanted.
   "So," I said, "you're at 6th form are you, getting ready for university
then?"
   "Well yeah," she said, "I want to go to University but I'm in year 8 at
the moment.
   "Ok," I said, "well not far off then.  So you're 12 or 13 then?"
   "Twelve," she said dropping her eyes.
   "Well your mates are right then," I said squeezing her bottom.
   "What about," she replied looking up?
   "Being mature," I said, "I thought you were about 17 or 18."
   "Do you mind then," she said batting her preteen eyelashes at me, "do
you mind that I'm not?"
   "No, not at all," I said, "I prefer mature girls your age.  Is it
alright with you?"
   "What," she asked?
   "Me liking girls your age and me being older," I replied.
   "Yeah," she said, "I like older guys, boys are really stupid.  They're
always doing stupid things like trying to go in the girls changing room and
you know stupid stuff like that.  I like more mature."
   "Well you're mature aren't you," I said still holding her, "and so you
would really wouldn't you?"
   "Yeah," she said.
   "Shall we have some tea then," I said smiling at her.
   "Oh yeah," she giggled, "I forgot about it."
   I let her slip down me, hard against me and that's when I noticed she
wore those open stocking tights.  Nice that, I thought, nice for later.
   We sat on the sofa turned in and facing each other and drinking the tea.
   "What do you like doing then, what things please you," I asked.
   She looked all coy, bit her lip and with hooded eyes replied, "I like
kissing."
   "I loved kissing you just then, you're so good at it.  That made me
think you must have had boyfriends," I said sneakily.
   "I did have one for a while but he was stupid and he couldn't do kissing
good, not as good as you do it," she said.
   "Right," I said, "well thanks for the compliment."
   "So like I bet you've had loads of girl friends," she was fishing.
   "Yeah well some," I said and then the easing, "not many but the one who
was nearly as good a kisser as you was about the same age as you."
   "Really," she said quite excitedly, "what happened then, where is she?"
   "Oh it was last year when I was living elsewhere," I said, "she was
really nice but we had to split up."
   "Why," she asked?
   "She had to move," I said, "she was in the senior year of her elementary
school and her family moved so that she could enter a secondary school that
was better for her university chances."
   "Oh right," she said in an understanding manner, "yeah right, so how old
was she then?"
   "Eleven," I said, "a secret girl friend."
   "Oh yeah I understand," she said
   "She was a very mature young woman," I added.
   "Yeah well I would think so," she said, "was she pretty, I bet she was
pretty?"
   "Very," I said, "and she was independent and I had to agree with her
that if we went out together, I had to agree to let her still see her girl
friends."
   "Oh right," she said frowning, "well yeah, I would still want to see my
friends if I was going out with a guy."
   "Of course," I said in a firm manner, "of course you would and in her
case she had a best friend and that's how she learnt kissing and stuff,
with her besty."
   "Oh yeah, me and my besty do.........." she kind of halted but I
pretended not to notice.
   "..............its best I think for young ladies to learn kissing with
their besties."
   "Yeah," she said, "do you really think so?"
   "Oh yeah," I said, "that's how most ladies get good at it."
   "Yeah," was all she said.
   "And you're really good at it," I said encouragingly.
   "Thanks," she said.  She was very polite, she said thanks a lot.  "Shall
we do it some more then, do you want to then?"
   I didn't really reply.  I just put my cup down and smiling, shifted
along the sofa towards her, "what do you think," I asked?
   She grinned and her little nose wrinkled, "I want to," she said and we
went at it again for a while.  I let her control it all.
   "How old are you then," she asked as we parted for air.
   "Thirty seven," I said.
   "Cool," she replied and went straight back at me, her tongue went hard
and fast into my mouth.  It was time I thought.
   "You've got lovely boo-boos," I said after I'd been massaging her chest
during the last kissing attack she's made on me.
   "What," she said and I noticed a string of saliva on the edge of her
mouth.  I was thinking it would be nice if it was a string of something
else, I was planning for it to be something else.
   "Bosoms," I corrected, "you have a very lovely bust."
   She looked down at herself, "puffies," she said, "they're puffies."
   "Puffies," I copied, "your puffies seem lovely.  They seem much bigger
than my last girl friend's."
   Again the bottom lip biting and then, "do you want to see them then?"
   "I'd love to," I said, "if it's ok with you?"
   "Are we like, are we going out now, together I mean are we........?"
   "..........you mean like boy and girl friend," I cut in?
   "Yeah," she almost panted.
   "Would you like to be, you know, an item," I asked?
   "Yeah," she replied very quickly.
   "What about your sister," I said, "should we tell her."
   "NO," she said loudly, "we can't tell her, she fancies you."
   "Yeah but I don't fancy her," I said, "I don't like her at all."
   She giggled at first and then, "yeah but she might get angry and you
know, she might tell."
   "So what and tell who," I asked all innocent like?
   "Mam, she might tell me Step-Mam," she said looking all wide eyed.
   "Yeah so what, oh wait a minute, you mean you want to keep it a secret
because if your step sister gets angry your step mother will get angry with
you for upsetting her daughter, is that it," I asked summing the situation
up a little upside down and in my favour.
   She looked quite taken aback at first and then said, "yeah that's it."
   "So you want to keep it secret for now," I said looking a little hurt
and then smiling, "yeah ok then, I suppose it's only fair to let the lady
make decisions in these matters.  Can I see your puffies then?"
   "I'll open it," she said smacking my hand away playfully, "men haven't a
clue, you might rip me blouse."
   "Oh yeah right," I said pulling my hand away and concentrating on her
lovely preteen chest as she undid her thin cream blouse carefully and
revealing a very pretty semi lacy light purple starter bra.  It was semi
side and under padded with an upper semi see through lacy part covering her
nipples and upper bosom, thin shoulder straps attached to eyes on either
side of her upper cups, a pretty bow in the centre and although it had a
back stretch support running around her back, there was no hook.  It was
just a slip on and off little girl trainer, the ones that I love and the
ones that I'm particularly familiar with.
   "It's lovely," I said, "and it colour co-ordinates your ra-ra skirt."
   She gave me a really big smile, "oh, I didn't think boys knew about
those things."
   I didn't know I was a boy but I let that pass.  "Well you've obviously
gone to a lot of trouble and when a lady does that I think a man should
take notice."
   "Yeah," she said, "yeah they should shouldn't they, yeah.  So you really
like it then do you?"
   "Oh shi......oh yes," I said, "it's very elegant" then I grinned and
continued, "it's really sexy too you know."
   "Is it," she said sounding very pleased.
   "Very," I replied, "and not many ladies of your mature age could carry
it off either.  You look great.  Can I touch it."
   "Yeah of course," she said eagerly.
   So I went to town on her and I went at her slowly.
   Gentle finger touches all over first then thumbs slowly massaging around
her junior breasts and making sure to stay away from her nipples while I
noted her breathing and heart rate which was increasing and then after
about a minute or more, light index finger brushes over the lacy see
through part and just off nipples which I could out through the material.
Then I switched back to thumbs and still making sure I avoided her nipples
I began to massage both of her little swellings, and they were very, very
small, just close to but not directly on the nipples.  I could feel her
heart thumping and as I moved my head closer in I felt her warm breaths
getting faster and faster on my face.  She swallowed hard a few times and
especially when I used my hands and in particular the force of my thumbs to
raise the bra cups upwards and off her almost non existent titties.  They
were very nice, nice little juicy junior titties, just the kind I really
love.
   "Can I kiss them" I said after pushing her bra up into an awkward
position.
   "Let me take it off," she volunteered, good girl.
   I watched as she skillfully removed it and then placed it carefully
folding it next to her on the sofa.  Without a word I bowed my head to her
and began to suckle on her tiny little 12 year old immature bosom nipples.
   I sucked both of them out to erection and then kept them hard even
though they hardly stood out at all.
   "Is that nice," I asked as I passed from one to another, "do you like me
sucking your puffies?"
   "Mmmmmmmm, uh, huh, mmmmmmmm," was about all I got out of her in reply
and which was quite enough to know that she was really enjoying it.
   "They're so lovely," I said passing off one nipple and moving to the
other and then back again, "so firm, so mature," and then back the other
way, "they're really quite big firm puffies too, are you wet now?"
   "Mmmmmm......what...................," she asked?
   "Am I making you feel good, are you wet, are you excited," I offered?
   "You mean...........do you want to see my fanny, is that it......." she
said?
   ".................mmmmm yes," I said in between mouthfuls and then
halting, "shall we both strip off then, if that's what you want?"
   She was panting a little and a little wide eyed, "uhm.................."
   "..................we don't have to if you don't want, I can understand
that you might not be ready to.........................."
   "................yeah, yeah," she cut in, "I want to if you want
to........."
   "..............of course I want to, you're so lovely and we're going out
together now, aren't we....................?" and at that I pulled her hard
against me and stuffed my tongue down into her mouth and received a very
eager response.
   "...............yeah," she said after we pulled apart.
   I stood up.
   "Want me to go first then," I said undoing my shirt and throwing it to
one side before she replied, "yeah ok then."
   I watched her watch me very carefully and I watched as her mouth dropped
when I dropped my pants and revealed my erect penis to her.
   It's so nice having a responsive preteen girl looking on when you get
your cock out and especially when it's rock hard as mine was.
   "Wow," she said staring fixedly at it.
   "You've kindly made it like that," I said smiling down at her.
   "Really," she said looking up at me?
   "Do you want me to help you now," I asked holding out my hands.
   She took them and I helped her stand up, "no it's alright," she said
letting go of my hands, "I can do it."
   "I'll sit then," I said dropping to the sofa, legs apart, erection on
full display and I watched as she stared at my cock and started to strip.
   She really was most attractive, a near straight up and down figure with
slightly developing hips which set her off nicely.
   Her ra-ra was dropped to the floor quite easily, of course I knew that,
I'd experienced similar situations many times.  She had her open stocking
tights off with a little less ease but they were soon cast to one side and
her panty knickers were delightful.
   Matching her starter bra in colour.  they were straight leg cut looking
camis.  Unusal that for a preteen, she had made an effort.  But she looked
lovely in them and she looked even lovelier when she easily discarded them
to the floor and then she stood there staring at me and looking nervous for
the first time.
   "You are so sexually attractive," I said as I stood up and looked over
her immature undeveloped preteen form, "so mature."
   "Do you really mean it," she asked looking up at me?
   "Just look at what you're able to do to me," I said nodding down and at
the same time grasping my precum oozing erect penis, "can you be in any
doubt that I mean what I say?"
   "Oh, uhm, no, it, it's really, I mean, I've never seen, I mean it, it,
uhm, it...................."
   "...........exactly," I said, "come here," I pulled her towards me and
felt my erection settle against soft preteen warm bare flesh, "of course
you've never seen someone being so genuine because as you were saying, boys
are stupid."
   "Yeah," I heard her reply in a muffled way, her face was buried into my
chest.
   "And you're sure it's ok for you," I said.  She tilted her head up and
looked at me searchingly, "you're sure that our age difference doesn't
bother you.  Some people think that someone of my age and someone of your
age shouldn't be allowed to have sex together."
   "I don't think that," she replied.
   "Me neither," I said, "I think having sex with mature preteen girls your
age is quite normal and better than other sex."
   "Me too," she said.
   "Good," I replied and at the same time dropping to my knees in front of
her, "hold my hands, that's it, you're so sexy, now turn a bit, that's it,
now drop back onto the sofa, it's ok, I've got you, that's it.  Now open
your legs wide, I'm going to pleasure you."
   I buried my head between her naked thighs and used every trick in the
book.  Tongue, teeth, forehead, hair, fingers and thumbs, I spent a long
time fellating her junior vagina and little back botty hole.
   She easily obliged me with less than a minute of starting but I didn't
spend a minute down there, I spent almost an hour on her bare, tight little
slitty and botty hole.
   She soon lost it.  Her legs were soon stretched wider than I could have
forced and without needing to position her for my best pleasure, she
instinctively did that.  Legs spread wide, legs knee bent upwards, legs
wrapped over my shoulders and her bottom jutting out, in fact as I moved to
work on any part of her or in any particular way, she always met me and her
own needs.
   She had probably never moaned for so long in one go in her short life.
   Her little girl orgasms came quickly and intensely, her sounds and
wetness clearly evidencing that.
   Small finger thrusts up her anus were enthusiastically accommodated
although I made sure not to introduce them until after the first two
orgasms.  But after that she realised she wanted anything that gave her
pleasure.  Little girls can be extremely responsive when properly aroused
and it isn't that difficult to arouse them.  Twelve year old women love
having adult sex.
   She was generally a moaner as opposed to a screamer although small
breaches into her vagina with my little finger proved immediately that she
was a virgin.  I realised that she would want to discard that status, but
not yet, she needed pleasuring first and I certainly gave her pleasure.
   "Was that good," I said pulling my head back a little after a long
period of time spent on her?
   "Oh, oh, oh, oh............." she panted, "oh yess, mmmmmm, I've never,
nghhhhh, oh yes, mmmmmmmmmm.................." she was gently touching her
vagina and setting off all kinds of fireworks, "I've never felt like that
before, oh, oh, oh, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, it's happening again and you're not
even, oooooh yes, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm................."
   I reached my hand out to gently join hers, "put your finger inside, yes
that's it, that's it, just a bit more, does that feel nice?"
   "Mmmmmmmm, hurts a bit, oh, oh, mmmmmmmmmmm, oh, nghhhhhhhh........."
   ".............a little bit more," I said assisting her to push her own
finger in.
   "Nghhhhhhhhhhhh, huh huh huh huh," she panted, "mmmmmmmm, huh huh huh
huh huh.............."
   "..............shall we make love now, shall we take our relationship to
the next step," I said and raising myself I took her other hand and placed
it onto my penis, my erection?
   "Mmmmmmmm....................."
   "................that's it feel it, feel it hard, you made it hard, it's
yours, you need to drain it now."
   I crawled onto the sofa and straddled her.  I used one hand to steady
myself by holding the edge of the sofa back and the other hand to guide my
penis, "open your mouth," I said and she just let it fall weakly open.
   She seemed quite surprised by the amount of sperm I deposited in her
mouth and her shock was probably the reason why she was left open mouthed
after I came, so it wasn't a surprise to see her chin and bosoms dripping
in sperm afterwards.
   "Ugh," she had said a few times.
   "You must really love me," I said crawling back off her and going back
down between her legs which I was easily able to spread again.  "You're
such a natural at sex."
   "Oh," was all I heard her say at first and then the "oh" turned to more
pleasing sounds as I once again began to wank her vagina and anus.
   It's always best to fill empty time with something useful and I was
going to need a reasonable amount of time to get hard again and next time
would need all the erection time I could muster.  I munched her and I
munched her to her full satisfaction time and time again.  She could hardly
out a sentence together properly after the second pleasuring.
   "We'll make real love now shall we," I said pulling her limp body
towards mine as I knelt on the carpet and fully erect.
   I simply slid her down onto my lap, she was totally pliable.  Perhaps
she wasn't fully aware of what was about to happen but then again, even if
they consent at that age, it still isn't actually considered consensual, is
it?  So it didn't really matter one way or the other.
   I simply impaled her on the tip of my erect cock and then placing one
hand under her botty to steady her and using one hand to assist me, I
stumbled to stand up which in turn, when I was standing, allowed me to
shake her further down onto my erection.
   She screamed then of course.  She was a 12 year old virgin, it was only
natural that she would scream with pleasure.
   I had her nicely impaled and all I had to do was to bounce her up and
down on my penis and it was actually quite good exercise as I moved around
the room jiggling her up and down and to the accompaniment of her screams,
her demands and her clear sounds of pleasure.  "No, no, no," she demanded
and then turning it to, "yes, yes, yes, yes" when I joked asking her if she
wanted me to put her down.
   I smothered her in sweet kisses as we fuck danced around the room and we
fuck danced for at least half and hour before I finally came deep inside
her now red raw opened cunt.
   "Was that good," I asked staring at close range into her face.
   She was clearly orgasmed to a near catatonic state.
   "Of course it was," I said, "you were wonderful, we'll do your botty
next."
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