Body Painting
By Pussywillow
M/g, cons

Disclaimer: This story is just the figment of the imagination and contains 
depictions of sexual encounters between adults and children. If this type thing 
bothers you then you should stop reading now. However if you recognize the 
beauty of such loving and consensual relationships, then read on and I hope you 
enjoy.

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What would you do if you were an artist, and this little girl who keeps coming 
over to watch you work, suddenly wants you to paint her?

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      Since I had a penchant for art, I have always liked to draw, but I had 
never really made it my profession since I do make good money in electrical 
engineering. But I do paint as a hobby and go to all of the local shows and have 
been able to sell quite a few of my works so far. 
      So, I usually always have some painting in the works that I'm working on 
after work and on weekends.
      I also used to be married, but she up and left me because she said that all I 
ever do is sit in front of that easel and paint. Of course, I've found being single 
again did have its advantages and also certain disadvantages. I have found, now 
that she's gone, that she was right in one way, I really didn't miss her except 
when it came to sex. I guess that I now really miss that romp in bed with her 
every now and then, so I now find myself cruising the singles scene every so 
often just in order to find a willing partner.
      But this is not what this story is all about though. It's really about a small 
nine-year-old girl named Debra, or Deb as I called her. Deb had eventually found 
that I painted and she had become very curious about my painting.
      I guess that it stemmed from some idle conversation that I had with her 
while I was doing some yard work one day that I could actually paint. Since she 
also had an interest in art, she talked me into showing her a few pointers about 
drawing.
      After I had invited her into my studio in order to give her a few basic 
lessons, I noticed that she got so interested in what I was doing that she had to 
come over more and more often just to watch me work. 
      Of course I really didn't mind having Deb over watching me paint, and 
also, having me give her little exercises to work on in order to improve her own 
artistic abilities. I did that because I found that she really was a very curious and 
polite little girl. Why we would carry on sometimes very interesting conversations 
about painting, life, and various other topics while she just stood or sat there 
watching me while I painted or she worked on her own exercise. 
      As she continued to come over, I guess that I eventually looked forward 
to her presence that seemed to fill what I perceived a much needed niche in my 
time - much more so than just listening to the radio. It seemed to keep everything 
from feeling so hollow and empty now.

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      One day while I was doing a banner for an organization, I was using some 
poster paints that were water-soluble and could be washed off the skin fairly 
easily.
      Of course, while I was doing the banner, Deb was right there watching 
me. So, right after I got through, I turned to Deb and said, "Now, how would you 
like to have me paint up your face for you?"
      She knew that they did this at fairs, and even had her face painted up at 
the last county fair.
      I guess that she liked the experience so much that she was almost jumping 
up and down with excitement as she replied, "Yes!"
      Then as she sat there before me, I carefully painted a nice tiger's head on 
her face.
      After I was through, she had to rush into the bathroom so that she could 
then look at herself in the mirror.
      She seemed so delighted with what I did that she didn't want to wash it 
off of her face. So I took a picture of her on the promise that she would then 
wash it back off of her face so that her parents wouldn't find out what I had done 
to her. I also didn't know if they knew just where their daughter was a lot of the 
time.

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      As the weeks passed with me now continuously having to paint different 
figures on her face and arms from time to time, she came right out one day and 
asked if I would paint a top on her.
      I asked, "Where did you get the idea of my painting a top on you?" 
      I then heard her reply, "From that magazine you have over there."
      She then went over and got the magazine, and showed me a picture of a 
young woman that looked just like she had a bathing suit on and was poised to 
dive into the water. Only by looking real closely could you see that her bathing 
suit was really just painted on.
      I had seen the ad picture several times before and knew that the model 
was completely nude and that the whole bathing suit was just painted on her. 
      As I looked at Deb, I noticed that she was at that moment, dressed in a 
pair of shorts and a t-shirt. So I said, "You know, in order for me to paint you, 
you are going to have to take your t-shirt off right here in front of me." 
      I heard her reply, "Yes I know. But it's okay though because I still don't 
have anything up here on my chest for you to look at yet."
      With that said, I watched as she then pulled her t-shirt up over her head 
and then off.
      So here I was, now looking at this small girl that now had a bare chest that 
you really couldn't tell if it were a young boy's or a girl's chest from the way that 
she was shaped up there.
      As I got out the washable paints, I asked, "Just what type of a top do you 
want me to paint on you?"
      I then heard her reply, "Oh, just something to match my shorts."
      As I looked at her shorts, I noticed that they were made of a terrycloth 
type material and were sort of pinkish in what I would call a lilac. 
      So I mixed up some paint to match the color of the shorts that she had on, 
and then painted a base color all around her in the shape of a halter-top.
      Next, I filled in with a little shadow and highlight until I got something 
that begun to look very real on her. Next, as I looked her over, I decided to add a 
a few extra touches to her top. So I started to add a pair of boobs by doing just 
the right highlighting and shading.
      After I was done, I had her go look in the mirror in the bathroom.
      As I saw her look at herself, I heard her give out a little squeal as I saw her 
face really light up just before she said, "Oh wow! I got boobs! Oh wow, I can't 
believe it. Oh Wow! I look just like a teenager... Oh thank you Uncle Mike. You 
sure do a real good job. Oh I wish that I could keep on wearing this so that I can 
show it to all of my friends.
      I replied, "Sorry, but you'll have to wash it all off before I can even let 
you out the door. If you don't, you can get me into a big heap of trouble, and you 
wouldn't want to get me in trouble would you?" 
      I then heard her reply, "Yes, I see what you mean Uncle Mike. But can I 
keep it on until I have to go home?" 
       "Why sure," I replied, "I don't see why not. But now let me take some 
pictures of you just for my files."
      I then took several pictures as I posed her in several different ways. I also 
noticed that in some poses, she really did look like she had a halter full of boobs, 
and looked really quite sexy.

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      As she continued to come over and visit with me, I continued to paint 
different tops on her whenever I had the time, and I soon had quite a collection of 
pictures of her all painted up with different sexy tops on.
      Then, one day when she came over, I was quite surprised to hear her ask, 
"Can you maybe paint a little more of me than just my breasts?" 
      "I don't know." I asked, "Just what is it you have in mind?" 
      I then heard her reply, "Can you paint a whole bathing suit on me just like 
that girl in the magazine?"
      I was taken aback some as I realized that maybe Deb really didn't know 
just what it all entailed to do such a thing. I knew that it had always been in the 
back of my mind to maybe do something like that for her at one time or another. 
But I just dismissed it from my mind as going just a little bit too far with just a 
small nine-year-old girl. I guess that I thought that painting tops on her was 
innocent enough, but painting a whole bathing suit? I didn't believe so. 
      So I replied, "Do you know that if I were to paint a bathing suit on you 
like that, you would have to completely undress for me?"
      I then heard her say, "Oh yeah that's right. Oh - oh, I didn't think of that. 
But can you go ahead and paint another top on me while I think about it?"
      I was just finishing up with another sexy top on her when I heard her 
reply, "Okay, I guess that I'll let you do the bottoms also." 
       "Okay," I replied, "but you know you'll have to take off both your pants 
and panties first."
      I then just stood there and watched while this small girl just looked at me 
for a moment before she very embarrassingly giggled and then slowly removed 
both her shorts and her panties right there right in front of me. 
      After she was through, I saw her now standing there before me with her 
face getting real red with a very embarrassed grin on her face as I saw her all 
scrunched up with her hands covering her pussy area as she said, "Oh my gosh, 
I'm feeling so embarrassed being completely naked right in front of you. Oh I 
don't know what to do."
      So I replied, "Well, I guess that you'll just have to try to get over some of 
your embarrassment before I can even think about painting you up. So why don't 
you just go ahead and stretch your arms up as high as you can, and then stand that 
way until you feel a little more comfortable being naked right in front of me."
      I then watched as she very slowly unscrunched herself and then gradually 
raised her arms up high over her head as I heard her continually squeal from her 
embarrassment, and just stood there like that for a couple of minutes showing me 
her almost stick like body with that real cute puffy little pussy of hers with that 
slit in the middle until I heard her finally say, "Okay, you can paint me now.
      I then got her to stand up on a chair so that I could start painting her, and 
as I looked at her while I prepared my paints, I came to realize just how pretty a 
small girl's immature pussy could really be.
      First, I drew an outline about where I wanted her 'bathing suit bottom' to 
go, and then I filled it in with the basic color by first painting her bottom. 
      I then had her bend over by grabbing the back of the chair with her hands 
so that I could paint all around her anus. But then, I could see her hairless pussy 
sticking out as I then heard her loudly squeal as she felt the soft bristles of my 
brush against that very sensitive area of hers. From the way she acted as she felt 
the soft bristles of my brush, with all of it's wet paint, brushing all around and 
against her poo hole, I thought that she just might abandon our little painting job 
right then and there. But she continued to hold in there until I was finished.
      I then colored in around her sides following the slight suntan line that she 
had.
      Next, I finally came around to her front. But when I looked at what I now 
had to do, and that's when I thought that it would be better if I laid her down. So 
I went over and carted some stuff off of a worktable that I had in the studio and 
then had her lie down on her back so that I could get to her a little easier. 
      After I got her finally positioned, I worked my way on over her upper 
abdomen, still following the suntan line that her bathing suit had made on her just 
a little below her belly button.
      Then, I worked my way on down over her abdomen while getting closer 
and closer to what I thought was a real cute puffy pussy - much prettier than any 
grown woman's that that I had ever seen. I then said, "If you want me to finish 
painting the bathing suit bottom on you, you're going to have to spread your legs 
out far enough so that I can paint everything that shows, and I think you know 
what I mean."
      I watched as she first looked at me with a slightly scary face just before I 
heard her very squealingly spread out her legs until she had them spread out far 
enough for me to be able to paint the front of her pussy lips.
      I knew that she was really very uncomfortable and quite embarrassed from 
having to, very blatantly, show me her whole naked pussy this way. So in order to 
relieve her tensions a little bit, I said, "You know that you really do have a very 
pretty pussy there. It's probably at the stage right now where it's probably at it's 
very prettiest." 
      I then heard her reply, "Y-You really think so?"
      I only wanted to paint just enough of her pussy so that no bare skin would 
show after I was all through. But then, as I touched my brush to one of her pussy 
lips, I heard her gasp, and that's when I replied, "Oh I know so. A grown 
woman's pussy really is quite ugly when you think about it."
      As I finished my stroke, I looked back up and saw her very seriously 
staring at what I was doing to her. So I continued to paint her pussy lips with her 
still staring at my brush until I was finally done and then went on to paint in all of 
the other little details of her new 'bathing suit bottom'.
      After I was all done, I realized that I still could make out her pussy lips, so 
I decided to hide them a little more by adding a little extra texture and shading.
      After I was finally all done, I had her get down off of the table and led 
her on into my bedroom where my ex-wife had attached a full-length mirror to the 
closet door.
      As she posed herself, seeing just how she was 'dressed' in front of the 
mirror for a bit, I heard her finally exclaim, "Wow, it looks almost real. In fact it 
looks so real that I think that I could almost go outside this way and nobody 
would know the difference unless they looked real close."
      I had to agree with her that her painted on bathing suit did look really 
quite real. Also I realized that from certain angles I just could not make out her 
pussy lips at all and I could swear that she was actually sporting a pair of small 
boobs on her chest making her look several years older than she really was.
      As I still gazed at her, I realized that I had just painted up a completely 
naked little girl who had actually wanted me to do that to her.
      We then went back into my studio where I took several pictures of her 
sporting her new 'bathing suit' in several different poses. 
      So for the next several hours I had Deb, with just her painted on bathing 
suit, to keep me company while she did her own painting exercises as I finished 
up the painting that I was working on.
      While she was there with me, I noticed that she quite often sat down on a 
chair near me, forgetting that she was completely naked, and from the way she 
quite often sat, I could sometimes see all the unpainted parts of her pussy also. 
Which I must say, really distracted me from my work.
      I really must say that it was a very erotic afternoon for me having this 
small naked girl here with me to converse with and to retrieve different items for 
me from time to time while I tried to concentrate on my own work.
      As it was getting time for her to go back home, I then had her use my 
shower to wash all of the paint off of her.
      After she was through, I then watched as she came back into my studio 
where her clothes were so that she could put them back on.
      Needless to say, soon after she left, I had to use the bathroom.

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      It was about a week or so later when she came over and could stay long 
enough for me to paint another set of clothes on her.
      This time, as she now had no trouble getting undressed right in front of 
me, I decided to paint a string bikini on her.
      After I had painted most of it on her except for her pussy and anus area, I 
had her lie down and spread her legs again.
      I then told her that I was going to paint her whole pussy this time, and I 
watched as she very gigglingly but dutifully spread her legs way out for me.
      As she laid there all spread out, I heard her again squeal as she felt the 
bristles of my brush rub against her anus and then her pussy lips. 
      From the way that she was now acting, I had the idea that she was now 
really enjoying what I was doing to her, and as I took very small careful strokes, I 
noticed that her pussy lips were actually starting to swell up and then open up like 
a little flower - revealing the whole interior of her crack, her clit, and her hymen. 
So I kept on painting and sometimes even wiped some paint back off just to give 
me an excuse to actually continue painting her there just a little longer as I 
exclaimed that I had made a mistake.
      At this moment, I realized that she was now hotter than a pistol and since 
I had done all the painting that I could do, I knew from the way that she was now 
acting that she just might want me to continue on until I could somehow satisfy 
her intensified sexual feelings in some way. 
      So, after 'correcting' several more 'mistakes' I noticed that she now had 
her legs spread so wide open that the outside of her legs were actually touching 
the table. But as I continued looking at her, I felt a very strong compulsion of 
actually putting my mouth down against her pussy building up inside of me more 
and more until the temptation got so great that I finally got my head down and 
actually got both my mouth and tongue right against her pussy and started licking 
all around it as I felt her start gyrating her hips all around while trying to move her 
pussy even more against my mouth.
      It wasn't long before I felt her finally freeze right on up into an orgasm. 
But by now, I was so hot that I just couldn't stop. So I continued on licking her 
pussy for her until I felt my tongue finally get so tired that I just had to quit.
      As I raised my head back up, I noticed that she was now just laying there 
as if in a stupor. So I got some tissues and very carefully wiped all of my saliva 
off of her pussy and then picked her up and sat down with her on my lap.
      From there, she just sat there cuddled up against me for the longest time 
before she finally lifted her head and with almost a whisper, said, "Oooooo, that 
felt awesome." 
      Afterwards, I got her to lay back down on the table, and I heard her just 
lay there and giggle while I repainted her pussy for her.
      When I was finally done, she rushed into my bedroom to see just what I 
had painted on her.
      There really wasn't too much to see as most of it was just painted on string 
with just a little painted patch that just barely covered her pussy, likewise her top. 
      As she continued to admire herself, I heard her comment, "Wow, I 
certainly wouldn't want to appear in public wearing a bathing suit like this. But 
I'll still let you look at me Uncle Mike."
      I don't know where she got that 'Uncle Mike' from. But I guess that she 
has added it to more closely identify herself with me since she was over here so 
often.
      At this point, I knew that I now really wanted to make a painting of her, 
so I thought out several ways that I could pose her until I settled on the big vase 
of pussy willows that I had in the entryway. So I got it and brought it into the 
studio, and then had her stand next to it posed as if she were admiring them.
      At this time, I had only enough time to do a rough sketch until I had to 
send her on into the shower to wash off the paint that she had on her.
      When she came back out, I had her pose next to the vase as I took several 
pictures of her and then let her put her clothes back on.

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      During the week, I worked on the painting from the pictures that I had 
taken until I had it almost done when she came over the following Saturday.
      When I showed her the painting, she replied, "Wow! Do I really look like 
that?" 
      So I asked, "Don't you like it?" I then heard her reply, "Yes, but I didn't 
know that I looked that nice. But I certainly wouldn't want to show it to my 
mother though. She'd blow her stack seeing me all naked like that." 
      I replied, "Yeah, I know. That's the trouble with our society. I can only 
show the picture to only a very select clientele who really appreciates this type of 
painting. But for now, it's only for you and me to look at and no one else." 
      I then heard her ask, "Aren't you going to paint me up again?" "Why 
certainly. All you have to do is get undressed."
      I then just stood there and watched as she very happily got undressed 
right there right in front of me. I guess that by this time, she knew now just what 
she looked like in the nude and from my comments, was now more than happy to 
actually show off her pretty naked body and very private areas to me. 
      After she was undressed, I painted a top on her and then started painting 
another 'bottom' on her.
      When I was almost done, all I had left was just her pussy area, so she just 
laid there on the table with her legs all spread out for me as she watched me paint.
      As I now looked at her pussy in preparation of painting it, I noticed that 
her pussy lips had already swelled and opened up like a little flower, again 
revealing the very interior of her crack and her hymen.
      This time as I applied some paint to her pussy lips she just laid there 
gigglingly watching me, seemingly now really enjoying what I was doing to her.
      After I was finally all done, she ran into the bedroom and again looked at 
herself in the mirror.
      After she was satisfied that I had done another real good job on her, we 
went back into the studio so that I could take some more pictures of her in her 
new 'bathing suit'.
      After I was all through, I heard her ask, "How about me painting you up 
just like you painted me?" 
      I replied, "No, I don't think so, I'm not very pretty and besides I have a 
lot of hair down there that doesn't paint very well." 
      But then I heard her say, "Well gee whiz, you get to look at me all naked 
all the time and I have yet to see you all naked. I don't think that's very fair, and 
besides, I've always wanted to see what a man looks like naked any way."
      I really was quite surprised at her statement. But then as I realized her 
desire to also see me naked, I now realized that her desires were really very similar 
to mine. I knew that she had gotten a certain amount of erotic sexual pleasure 
from showing off her naked body to me, and I certainly got a whole lot of erotic 
sexual pleasure from just seeing her naked body and especially that cute little bald 
pussy of hers.
      Then, as I realized just what her desires really were, I said, "I tell you 
what. Why don't you come on over here and undress me yourself and I'll let you 
do anything you want."
      I then saw this small, giggling, naked painted-up girl come over to me, and 
for the next several minutes, I helped her take off my clothes.
      I then watched as she finally grabbed my underpants and then pulled them 
on down.
      I then watched as she then took a step back and gasped as I heard her say, 
"Oh wow, so that's what a man looks like down there."
      I then sat down on a chair and finished taking my underpants off as she 
still stood there staring at me for a moment, seeing my very hard dick standing up 
in the air, before I saw her finally come on up to me and wrap her small hand 
around it.
      Oh wow, just the touch of her small hand felt so sexually fantastic at that 
moment that I felt my sexual excitement rise on up so high that I literally 
exploded my cum out all over the place before I could do anything about it.
      When I finally recovered from my 'ordeal' I realized that I now had cum 
all over her, me, and all over the floor.
      As I saw her just stand there with the surprise of her life written all over 
her face, I finally had to tell her, "I hope that you weren't too disappointed, but 
your hand felt so awesome on my dick that I just went into a very premature 
climax."
      As I went about cleaning up the mess, I continued to tell her all about the 
basics of sex and why it was so exciting to expose ourselves to each other and to 
touch each other down there. I then told her that it would be just a little while 
before I could get it back up again. So we took a coffee and hot chocolate break.
      About a half an hour or so later, we went back into my studio and I sat 
down on a chair while she got up next to me and started examining my still 
flaccid dick and balls. But it didn't take too long from feeling her small delicate 
hands wandering all over my dick before she had the pleasure of both watching 
and feeling my dick gradually grow real hard again.
      Oh gads! Here I was, feeling like I was in absolute heaven from both 
feeling and watching this small naked girl playing all around with my dick.
      After she had satisfied her curiosity a bit, I heard her say, "Now why 
don't I paint it up for you."
      I then watched as she got some red and yellow paint, and then while I just 
sat there in an erotic trance, I both watched and felt her paint red and yellow 
stripes all around on my hard dick.
      After she was all through, I heard her gigglingly say, "See how pretty it is 
now?" 
      I then watched as she got my camera and proceeded to take pictures of me 
and my now painted up hard dick.
      After we were all done, we both got into the shower and she washed all 
the paint off of my dick while I washed all of the paint off of her body, paying 
particular attention to her pussy as I heard her laughingly squeal while I rubbed 
my soapy fingers all over her pussy and anus.
      After we were dried, I heard her say, "Do you remember when you put 
your mouth down on my pussy? Do that to me again."
      We then went into my bedroom where I watched her run over and jump 
up on the bed and spread herself out for me. So I then had to spend the next little 
while with my head down in-between her legs eating pussy pie while I heard her 
squeals of joy as she moved her small bottom all around against my mouth and 
tongue.
      Finally, when my tongue got so worn out that I couldn't move it any 
more, I very reluctantly raised my head back up and laid down beside her and 
hugged her to me until she finally recovered from my eating her out.
      Then the shocker came when I heard her say, "Why don't I do that to you 
now."
      So I just laid there in shocked fascination as I watched her crawl down on 
the bed and get in-between my legs and then proceeded to examine my hard dick 
for a moment before she then started kissing all over the head of my dick while 
she looked at me and announced, "Wow! This is fun!" 
      Because she had already made me climax a little while ago, I knew I was 
fairly insensitive now and could last a lot longer before she could climax me 
again. So I just laid there both watching and feeling all of her little girl antics as 
she used her mouth on my dick in various ways that I knew felt really terrific but 
just wouldn't make me go on up into a climax.
      After a while, I finally said, "Why don't you just suck on it just like you 
would a lollypop."
      I saw her look at me and then smile just before I saw her lower her mouth 
right down over the whole head of my dick, and that's when I felt her take a 
couple of sucks before she then raised back up and asked, "Like that?" 
      I replied, "Oh yeah, just like that."
      Again I saw her lower her mouth back down over my hard dick and it felt 
so good that I don't think that she took more than about six or eight sucks with 
her mouth before she had me right on up where I literally exploded all of my cum 
right into her mouth.
      After I saw her lift her head back up I heard her say, "Oooooo, I made 
you do that again. Is this stuff poisonous?" 
      I replied, "No, in fact you can eat it all you want and it won't hurt you."
      I then watched as she moved her tongue all around on her cum smeared 
face trying to swallow as much as she could before I then took her into the 
bathroom to clean the rest of it off of her face.
      Afterwards, we went back into my bedroom, and I laid down on the bed 
with her on top of me, and that's where we hugged for a while before I heard her 
say, "Oh I think that you are so much fun that I love you. Also I now got to see 
what a man really looks like down there."
      So we just continued to lie there like that for a while, just hugging each 
other, before we finally had to get up and put our clothes back on so that she 
could go home.

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      From then on, we didn't do too much more body painting as she 
continued to come over mainly to first have oral sex with me, and then, after she 
was satisfied, have me teach her how to paint. Of course, I realized early on that 
the body painting part was just an unconscious excuse on her part to explore her 
own sexual awakening.
      Of course, for me, I found that it was a weakness on my part that I just 
couldn't handle in the way I should have and therefore it was my downfall to 
actually let myself fall into a trap of actually having oral sex with such a young 
girl. But, of course, I certainly did enjoy every minute that I spent with her 
though.

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      I guess that it was about six months later when she informed me that she 
wanted to know more about sexual intercourse. But despite of my telling her that 
I thought that she was still way too young and too small yet to indulge in such an 
activity, she came over one day to tell me that she had finally broken through her 
hymen and that she wanted me to at least try to fuck her.
      Of course ever since the outset of our sexual relationship with each other, I 
had continued to tell her just about everything that I knew about sex, including 
the in and outs of having sexual relationships with a male partner. 
      But since she had started having sex with me, she thought that I also 
should be the one to be her first.
      So we went into my bedroom and got undressed. Then I ate her out a bit 
just to warm her up.
      Afterwards, I got out my tube of lubricant and laid down on my back and 
said, "Okay, here you go. Go ahead and straddle me and see if you can get my 
dick into you."
      But then, she wouldn't have anything to do with that when I heard her 
say, "No, I want to lay down on my back and have you take me."
      Well, by this time, I was so sexually hot that I wasn't about to argue with 
her, so I let her lay down and spread her legs for me, and then I got up in-between 
her legs and even had to put a pillow underneath her bottom in order to raise her 
up high enough for me to get my dick into her.
      I then applied some lubricant to my dick and also to her vagina. 
      Of course I was pretty darn sure that when I pressed my dick against her 
vagina hard enough, I was going to hurt her enough that she would want to 
abandon all of this madness.
      So, as I started to apply forward pressure to get my dick into her, I saw 
her vagina actually stretch all out of shape as my hard dick started entering her, 
and I was really quite surprised to see my dick slide right on into her until I had 
the whole head of my dick into her. It was tight, but it was in.
      Then, as I looked back up at her, she still seemed to be pretty comfortable 
with what I had just done, so I went ahead and slid my dick slowly on into her 
until I had it all the way in.
      When I looked back up at her, she seemed to be silently telling me to lay 
down on her. So I went ahead and carefully laid on down on top of her while I 
felt both her arms and legs trying to encircle me.
      After we were comfortably in position I started ramming my dick on in 
and out of her while I felt both her arms and legs moving all over me, trying to 
hug me even more to her.
      Oh my gads, here I was with this little thin girl underneath me while I was 
feeling my dick continuously going in and out of her vagina.
      But suddenly, I felt her try to grab me even more, and soon after, I felt her 
start to freeze up just as I felt muscles way down inside her vagina contracting 
against my dick - trying to milk my dick as I continued on fucking her.
      At that moment her vagina felt so wild against my dick that it sent me 
right on up into a climax, and there, I found myself ramming my dick into her 
with each spurt of my cum.
      But I continued on wildly ramming my dick into her until it finally 
decided to finally go soft on me and slip back out of her.
      There I laid, now completely exhausted, right on top of this small not yet 
ten-year-old girl. 
      Good lord! What was I doing!
      But then I had sense enough to roll her over on top of me, and I felt her 
scoot up on me, leaving a trail of cold cum on my abdomen as she scooted, so that 
she could kiss me.
      There I felt her on top of me with her elbows against my chest while I felt 
my cum slowly leak back out of her now very sloppy vagina leaving a very 
uncomfortable cold area on me while I felt her kiss my face all over while saying, 
"I love you," with each little kiss.
      It really was a moment of passion as she now silently declared her rights 
of passage into womanhood of now being able to actually have sexual intercourse 
with a man. She then declared, "Now that you are my first, you now have to be 
my very own secret lover and mate."

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      As she continued to come over, we would first sexually play around with 
each other for a bit before I then fucked her. Then afterwards, in order to while 
away the time so that I could recharge myself, I would give her painting lessons. 
Then after that, we would go back into my bedroom and have me fuck her once 
again.
      She always liked the second time the best because I could last a whole lot 
longer before I finally climaxed.
      At first, it really freaked me out to see my great big dick go into such a 
small girl. But then after a while, I finally got used to the idea of seeing my big 
hard dick constantly going in and out of this small girl's vagina, and I really, very 
excitedly, always looked forward to having a sexual session with her again and 
again.
      Of course, I soon realized that there must be a lot of little girls that, when 
introduced to sex, could turn into little sexual monsters, and that was what she 
was. Sure she could have had me arrested on rape charges. But then, if she did 
that? Who would she have to help her satisfy her now very awakened sexual 
craving?
      Of course all through the ensuing years that she was with me, she 
continued to come over to my house mainly have sex with me and then as an 
afterthought, to have me teach her how to paint.
      Her folks soon found out that she was continuously visiting me. But they 
thought it was basically just for the sole purpose of having me give her painting 
lessons. So they had absolutely no idea what the main purpose of her visits really 
were. I guess they thought that if she never complained about me trying to molest 
her in any way, they thought that their precious little daughter was really in very 
good safe hands. But then, they were constantly being surprised by the 
consistently better and better works of art that she would bring home with her 
from time to time. In fact, they even continued to invite me over for dinner every 
so often just in order to show me their appreciation of me taking their precious 
daughter under my wing in order to teach her such a precious gift. 
      But little did they know just what we were really doing together.

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