Lyssa's story:

Yeah! Our eighth grade soccer team kicked butt today, our first win all season and even better `cause it was over those snotty west side bitches! Me and Lizzie (my BFF!!!) hugged each other and jumped up and down like crazy but damn! Her big ol' titties bounced up and whacked me in the face, we laughed our asses off! Some of us call her "Tits" because they're def the biggest in the class. And her so skinny and all!

Then stupid Mandy tried to act all cool and dumped the f-in' Gatorade thing on us. She was trying to get Mrs. B. the coach but instead poured it all over Liz and me. Gross! We were all sticky and decided after we loaded our gear on the bus to go back out to the bathrooms at the far edge of the field to try and wash up.
That stupid bus driver must've been asleep or something `cause by the time before we even got to the bathrooms on the other side of the field they drove away without us!

"What the fuck, Tits" I said. It was fucked up. I was lucky I had my letter jacket on but all she had was her shorts and tank tee, still wet with that Gatorade. All her other junk was on the bus!  She didn't even have no bra since it kinda bugged her sometimes especially after playing and she took it off right after the game. She says it digs into her boobs which she always complains about. Yeah right! Like all the rest of us didn't want boobs like hers! 

It was starting to get cold and we were freezing. Those nipples of hers were all poking out and stuff and I told her so just to mess with her but she didn't want to hear but was just all p.o.'ed and cold. 

Anyways I had my phone with me. I finally got it a few weeks ago after bugging daddy for like forever. He always feels guilty `cause of the divorce and all so he finally gave in, like he always does. I called mom to get her to pick us up but she had some dumb ladies meeting again! She could pick me up but there was no way she had the time to drive Lizzie all the way on the other side of town. Her parents are divorced too and don't really give a crap about her anyways so I had to call daddy to see if he could give Lizzie a ride. It was my night to stay with mom so he was kinda p.o.'ed about it but said he'd do it. Like he wouldn't do what I say, he always does.

It was getting dark and cold and windy so we like froze ass while we waited. Mom finally showed up and was about to let Lizzie in too just to warm up but daddy pulled up too so he went with her. I told her I'd call her later and we drove off. I waved to her as she jumped in daddy's old beat-up car.


Daddy's story:

What a fucking pain in the ass to have pick up Lyssa's friend on my damn night off. Mary refused to run the girl all the way home so here I was even though I'd planned on spending a quiet night, maybe jerking off to internet porn since I hadn't got laid in months.

With all the commotion I didn't remember which one Lizzie was until she hopped into the car. This kid has the biggest rack I'd ever seen on a what? Twelve year old? I sized them up to be 34 B's but since she was so skinny and short they looked enormous. Her curly brown hair hung down damp over shoulders and I could tell she was cold not only because she was shivering but because her nipples were very hard and visible under her thin tee shirt. 

What a sight! Her face was very sweet and innocent with cute cheeks and a few freckles across her nose. She didn't smile much but when she opened her mouth I saw pink braces that just about made me lose it. So cute and innocent looking with such knockers! Her bare shoulders were goose-pimpled with a few freckles there as well. Her little girl mouth looked sexy too with a small beauty mark mole next to her lips. I couldn't help it but my dick got really hard. I knew what I would jerk off to later tonight. 

Since it was only early fall I hadn't got my heater fixed yet. Mary got most of my money anyway for child support so I couldn't afford it now especially after buying Lyssa's cell phone and clothes and all the other things she wanted. 

Just a little warm air came out on the driver's side. I felt sorry for the kid but I sure enjoyed the sight of those big twelve year old titties and pokey nipples.
I guess I was too obvious because she noticed me staring at them but hell if she's not used to it already, she better. I remembered noticing them develop over a year ago, impressive even on an eleven year old. I could've been a gentleman and given her my flannel shirt but I was enjoying glances at those sweet tits too much to do it.

"Sorry its so cold in here" I said. She shrugged. No matter what I said she either grunted or nodded or looked out the window into the darkness so I gave up trying to make small talk. 

The more I tried not to think about her rack the more I couldn't get those big tits out of my mind. I tried to sneak looks when we were under street lamps or stopped at red lights but she sure noticed. I don't know, I just didn't care. 

She lives pretty far out on the east side where not much development has taken place and I took some wrong turn. I was lost and a kid who's years away from driving can't help much, especially in a dark unlit part of town. After driving in circles, I pulled over to try and get my bearings. And although I felt vaguely guilty about getting hard over a twelve year old, I decided to pull over under a street lamp just. This way, I could turn to talk to her about where the hell we were and get a good long look at her chest in the process.

Of course she had no idea which way to go and unlike my spoiled little girl, she had no cell phone. Neither did I. I was so frustrated I just sat thinking and staring at her hard nipples. I finally snapped out of it when I noticed her looking at me. It wasn't a dirty look or anything, just a straight unexpressionless stare right into my eyes. Even when I turned away, when I looked back she was still looking right at me.
I could feel myself breathing harder and knew I couldn't stop what I was about to do. 

I turned off the engine. It was quiet all around us, no houses or other lights around at all. I shifted in my seat to fully face her. The street lamp made deep shadows on her chest. Her cleavage and hard nipples stood out in beautiful relief.
 
"I'm going to play with your breasts" I said. She didn't move or speak but kept looking at me. I reached out tentatively and brushed a hand over her tits. I felt a tiny spurt of pre-come ooze out of my throbbing dick into my briefs. She didn't protest so I took a boob in each hand and squeezed, not too hard but firmly. I hefted her big tits in my hands. They were so firm and the nipples rock hard. I pulled her tee shirt up, exposing those titties. They were magnificent! Each had a couple of tiny moles like her facial beauty mark.

"I'm going to suck your nipples now" I said. I knew it was wrong but there was no way I could stop now. They were sweet and sticky as I sucked first one then the other. Lyssa had said something about Gatorade. I could smell it and Liz' cheap little girl perfume as well as a slight sweaty aroma that she must've worked up at the game. It was heaven!

I hoisted the twelve year old girl's tits again and let them drop. They were so firm that despite the size,  they barely bounced but jumped right back into place, high on her chest like all young breasts. She looked down at them and then back at me, just staring. 
I said, "You know what happens when a man sees and touches a pretty little girl don't you?". Liz nodded with a what-a-dumb-question look that disappeared once again into a blank stare.
 
"Good" I said "because I'm going to take out my dick now and touch it while I touch you. Understand?" A slight nod.

When I unzipped, my cock bounced up straight, as hard as I could remember being for years. Her expression never changed but her eyes widened. "Have you ever seen a man's hard dick before, Liz?" I asked. A small shake of the head but enough to make those sweet tits sway and her curly hair move across her supple little shoulders.

As I stroked my rock hard cock with my right hand, I asked if she wanted to touch it. No answer, no movement. I took her hand, small with flaking pink nail polish, and wrapped it around my dick. My hand was slightly damp with my pre-come and as I held hers in mine, I moved it up and down the shaft, from hairy balls to sensitive tip. God! I knew I wasn't going to last very long! Now Liz was no longer looking in my eyes  but watching her hand, guided by mine, jack me off. Seeing her sweet, sweet face and noticing her long brown eyelashes flaking with cheap mascara helped me decide just where to blow my load.

I reclined my seat part way but still kept her hand pulling on my dick. Then, I  reluctantly moved her hand away so I could set her just how I wanted. First, I pulled my pants down over my knees, totally freeing my seven-inch dick. I instructed the twelve year old to kneel on the seat facing backwards. As she did, her spectacular tits held that tight little tee shirt up and over those beautiful mounds. 

"Take off your shirt" I said. As she pulled the damp tee off over her head, I saw her underarms were unshaved, a little soft downy dark hair glistening. Fuck, I love that! As a bonus, I could better smell her sweet young sweat mixed with cheap perfume.

"Now" I said "lay your head down on my knees". She didn't move so I used my pre-come-y hand to guide her head, my fingers entwined in her pretty hair. Gently, I pulled her down so Liz was laying across the seat, knees bent and the side of her face next to my dick. Again, she didn't resist. What a sight! Looking down, I saw a sweet innocent little girl face in my lap, my balls touching her chin and the sexiest pair of tits I think I've ever seen on a female of any age. 

My left hand jacked my cock while my right rubbed and squeezed her fine and huge bosoms. The nipples were still hard and slightly sticky from the Gatorade and, now, getting sticky with my pre-come covered fingers. I rubbed the shaft of my cock across her pretty twelve year old face, little chin to soft wet lips to tip of pert nose. Liz moved her head a little in response, rubbing back.
 
Since her hands were now empty, I said "Hold your big tits for me, Lizzie". She spread her tiny fingers around her boobs, barely covering them, nipples poking out between her knuckles. I reached to touch her soft belly that had just a little bit of baby fat. Besides her wonderful tits, this little girl had fat no where else. 
It was a little difficult to maneuver in my position but I managed to put the wet tip of my dick to her sweet lips.

"Take me in your mouth" I said.

She opened and wrapped my dick with her sweet twelve year old lips. I could feel her tongue against my cock tip. She held me there, not moving. "Liz" I said. She looked up into  my eyes. " Play with your beautiful big tits for me." She squeezed and rubbed them. The sight of this little girl with my dick in her mouth and her hands playing with her own tits just about made me shoot.

" Now suck me." She sucked like a baby nursing. "No, Liz, suck my dick in and out of your mouth". It took a few seconds but she finally got the hang of it, moving her head, giving her best friend's daddy the best blowjob he'd ever gotten. 
"Oh god you little--". I stopped myself from calling her a little slut though I love dirty talk. "oh Jesus Lizzie suck my cock! Make my dick come in your sweet mouth!"  

As this little girl sucked my dick, as she played with her fine titties,  I moved my right hand down her belly and under her soccer shorts. Her panties were damp. I worked my fingers under them and played with her soft twelve year old pussy lips, also covered with a downy fuzz. My left hand held her hair while I fucked her little mouth. She continued to suck while I pumped her pretty face.

"Oh shit Liz you little bitch here it comes! I'm gonna come in your mouth! Eat it, Liz! Eat my come!" 

As I spoke, my burning load erupted in her wet young mouth. I yanked my hand out of her little panties and, as I spurted hot cream, pulled my pulsating dick out her of come-filled mouth and jerked the rest of my load in her sweet and beautiful twelve year old face.
 
My big balls bounced against her sperm coated lips as I shot the biggest load I'd let loose in years. My hot runny come was all over her forehead and in her curly hair. It was dripping off her little nose and streaked across her pretty cheeks. Best of all, my come was on Liz' eyes, big droplets hanging on her long eyelashes and clung to her eyelids. The little bitch even tried to keep them open, looking at me through sperm covered lashes! I held her head and rubbed my throbbing cock all over face, smearing this little girl's cheeks, chin, nose, eyes and forehead with slick wet come. 

"Open up, Liz" I said as I guided my dick back into her wet little mouth. The come was gone! Liz had swallowed the first load I shot between her girlish lips! Without prompting, this pre-teen girl started sucking on me again, keeping me just as hard as I was before I unloaded sperm all over her pretty little face. Her cheeks pulsed as she sucked. They glistened in the lamplight. She was still playing with her titties. 

Finally, I pulled out of her mouth and told her, "Liz, rub my dick all over your pretty face for me." Without hesitation, she did as she was told, moving her head around in order to smear my come over every inch of her young face. 

A few minutes passed before I realized where I was and what just happened. I was sitting in a car in some neighborhood I didn't know with a twelve year old girl--my little daughter's best friend--this twelve year old girl's head in my lap and I had made her blow me. Truth to tell, I was still so hard and so turned on, I think I could've unloaded another wet glob of sperm on her if I'd the time. 

I made her sit up and regretfully told her to put her shirt back on. Those damn nipples were still hard. And as she reached a hand to her face, I grabbed her wrist. I couldn't resist lying to her.

 "You know, Liz, a man's come is good for your complexion. Let it dry on your face." 

"Okay" she said. That was the first damn thing she'd said to me since she grunted hello! Just as she spoke, car lights swung into view up ahead. Oh Jesus I thought, I'm a dead man. I pulled up my pants, whipped off the flannel shirt I was wearing and made her put it on. There was barely enough time before the car pulled alongside. I had no choice but to roll down the window, wondering just what the fuck I was going to do. I lamely tried to block the view of the old guy in the other car but I knew it wouldn't work. My throat tightened.
 
"Hi, Mr Johnson!" Lizzie was looking over my shoulder and greeted the guy as sweet and friendly as you could imagine. I was stunned. She was smiling gaily. 
" Who's that? Oh, hi there Lizzie" the old man replied.

"Mr Reed is giving me a ride home but we got lost and we're trying to figure out which way to go and stuff!" she chirped.

"Oh hmm, Oh! you're Lyssa's pop eh? A nice young lady! Well, its easy to get turned around over here if you don't know the way. So few signs and precious little streetlights too. Ok take your next right, then the next two lefts and you're there."

I nodded, smiling dumbly in shock and thanked him as the old man waved and drove off. Glancing at the little girl peering over my shoulder, I remembered her face was still damp with my sperm.
 
A couple of minutes later, quiet and expressionless as before, Lizzie got out of the car. Before she shut the door, though, she bent over and leaned back in. In a daze as I was, I couldn't help but look down her shirt at that amazing twelve year old cleavage. 

My daughter's best friend, this little girl who had just sucked me off, whose face was drying with my come, whose hard nipples I could still taste and whose twelve year old pussy I had played with gave me a little reluctant smile.

"I won't tell anyone if you don't."

Lyssa's story:

WTF? I keep calling Tits but she won't answer. Dumb little bitch. Just kidding! I'll just see her tomorrow in first period I guess. Hope my dad wasn't a jerk to her or anything.

 




