Junior High Neighborhood Sluts
JUNIOR HIGH NEIGHBORHOOD SLUTS by James Wellington
My marriage came to a crashing halt the afternoon my wife came home from work early and found me fucking our fifteen-year-old baby-sitter. We’d been married just out of high school and had two kids right away. After the second baby was born we both agreed that should be the end of the children and I went to the doctor for “the operation”. Having a vasectomy didn’t bother me at all. In fact, I saw it as an opportunity to pursue my secret interest in young girls without either me or them having to worry about pregnancy. It’s amazing the number of young teenage girls eager to discover the wonderful world of sex once they didn’t have to worry about ‘accidents’.
Our baby-sitter, Janice, had moved into the apartment across the hall from us several months before, and we had hired her for the summer to watch our two elementary-aged children while my wife and I worked during the day. She had a freckled, round, plain-looking face with sort of “sad” eyes, but a fantastically firm, slender, sexy teenage body with small, pale, freckled-covered breasts tipped with little pink nipples and a great, smooth, tight little ass. There was a strong sexual aura surrounding her, and the first time we met I felt the attraction. And it sure wasn’t hard to get her pants off the first time, either.
I usually got home from work in the mid-afternoon, about two hours earlier than my wife, and nearly every day, while the kids played outside in the yard, I locked the apartment door and enjoyed her sexy and responsive young body for awhile before she went home.
One day the electricity went off in the bank where my wife worked and they sent everyone home early. She unlocked the apartment door, walked in, and found me sitting on the couch with my jeans and underwear bunched down around my ankles as Janice knelt on the couch and straddled my lap. Although she still wore her white tennis shoes, the teenage girl was completely naked from the waist down, her shorts and panties laying on the floor. Her slender and pale body moved quickly up and down, her round, shapely ass slapping down on my bare thighs as she frantically bounced up and down on my cock. My hands cradled and caressed her sweet little behind, and I played with the crack of her ass and tickled her asshole with my finger tips as her firm little butt moved over me.
My wife froze for an instant when she saw what was happening, turned around, and slammed the door as she left. I was just about ready to shoot off into this fifteen-year-old girl’s tight and wet cunt for the second time that afternoon and, at that moment, didn’t give a damn what happened or who saw us. Afterwards, my wife gave me a week to move out.
I guess my attraction to young girls goes back to the time I was about twelve or thirteen-years-old, in junior high school, and just discovering the difference between boys and girls and the wonderful and forbidden pleasures that difference could bring. My sister was about ten-years-old at the time and had a friend about the same age, named Amy, that she often played with.
Amy always seemed to wear dresses or skirts when she came over to play with my sister. They were just plain, simple, sometimes ragged, play dresses, not fancy or anything. I over-heard Amy tell my little sister her mom insisted that she wear them.
Anyway, the little girl seemed unconcerned about the fact that, as the two girls played, her skirt would come up and she’d constantly expose her white cotton panties. But, to a horny young junior high boy with a cock that was hard just about all the time, seeing her underwear was quite a thrill and, when I was invited to play “house” with them, I usually took advantage of the opportunity.
One day, we built a ‘secret hide-away’ in the back of the garage using several very large cardboard boxes and old blankets. As we moved around our little fort I took every chance I could to put my hand up under Amy’s loose-fitting dress and feel her ass and pussy. The first time I touched her, she was crawling on her hands and knees moving into the hideout and I was right behind her. As she knelt on all fours in front me and started to squeeze through the cut-out opening, I reached up under her skirt and held her between her legs, my fingers kind of cupping and holding her crotch. I was really scared that she might make a fuss and tell my sister and my fingers trembled but, God, I was horny, and that narrow white strip between her legs was so inviting.
I was really surprised when the little girl stopped moving as she felt my hand rubbing over her cotton-covered mound between her legs. I was afraid she was going to start yelling or something, but she just stayed still, crouched on her hands and knees in front of me until I heard my sister finally ask why it was taking her so long to get through the door. I dropped my hand as she moved in and nervously waited for accusations that never came.
Her reaction, or lack of, immediately made me much more bold, and I began to look for every opportunity to secretly slip my hand under her dress and fondle her panty-covered little-girl pussy whenever my sister wasn’t looking. Later that same afternoon, my sister went to the house to get lemonade and cookies and left the two of us alone for about ten minutes. As soon as she left, Amy and I sat in silence and building excitement at our secret game that seemed so dirty, and so much fun.
We looked at each other for a moment wondering who was going to make the first move, before I slowly, nervously, crawled across the box and over to her. As I sat next to the young girl, I put my hand on her long, bare, skinny leg. I wasn’t quite sure what she was going to do, but I didn’t expect the girl to lift the hem of her dress, draw her legs up, separate her knees, and let my hand slid down along the smoothness of her inner thigh and fall onto her pussy mound.
My hand lay still for a moment before, with trembling fingers, I slowly rubbed my hand back and forth over her private pleasure place. We both knew that this was a forbidden, dirty thing to do, and we both enjoyed it very much. Time seemed to move in slow motion as we silently sat together, the sexual tension like high-voltage electricity crackling around us as my hand moved purposely between her thin, parted thighs, touching and caressing the puffy, round folds of her pussy through her panties.
For the next several weeks Amy came over to play with my sister often and, whenever my sister wasn’t looking, I constantly played with Amy’s hairless little pussy. For a young junior high school boy just discovering the secret, private pleasure places of a girl’s body this was incredibly arousing stuff. I found myself thinking about the little girl all the time and what we were doing. I can remember how hard my cock felt in my pants as I saw our furtive sessions in my mind, and eagerly anticipated what we were going to do together when she came over to play again.
After the first couple of times we played our secret sex game, I finally became bold enough to slip my fingers under the elastic leg band of her panties and actually feel the bare skin of the lips of her pussy and the little cleft that separated them. The first time I did it she groaned a little. It was the first sound I’d ever heard her make as we played our dirty little game, and my hand froze as my finger pressed down into her little slit. I asked if I was hurting her. She whispered in a small voice that I wasn’t… that it felt good.
One Saturday afternoon, several weeks later, Amy came over to play as she usually did. This time, however, my sister wasn’t home, but I was, and it was our first opportunity to be completely by ourselves. We both knew right away what we wanted to do and, without a word, we quickly headed for the dark hideout in the garage.
Once inside, her lace-fringed little white panties came off right away and stayed off for the rest of the afternoon as we played together. It was the first time that my jeans came off, too. She seemed somewhat frightened by the lump that pushed out the front of my white cotton briefs. But she quickly overcame that fear when I took her small, trembling little hand and showed her how to hold and rub my hard little erection. After that I couldn’t hardly keep her hand out of my lap, and she was more than ready when, a little while later, my underwear joined her panties in a pile in the corner.
The ten-year-old girl seemed fascinated by the sight and feel of my small, little-boy cock, and she constantly kept her fingers wrapped around my little pole that afternoon as if she didn’t want to let go. I showed her how to skim her fist up and down my sensitive shaft and make me feel good, too, and she watched excitedly as drops of clear juice dribbled up from the hole on the tip.
All afternoon she sat beside me, her dress pulled up around her waist and her naked thighs spread apart. She held and squeezed my prick while my fingers cupped and played with her hairless pubes. We reveled in our thrilling and forbidden actions, and we felt so grown-up. One afternoon, when we were again able to be alone, she finally made me cum. I guess the moaning I made and the spray of cum that shot out of my cock scared her to death, but made me feel like I’d never felt before. Once she got over the surprise and realized what had happened, she was eager to try it again, and I was only too happy to oblige her.
Late that summer, just as school was going to begin, our family moved to a house in the country and I never saw Amy again. But my attraction to young girls never lessened though, until my involvement with the baby-sitter, there had been no opportunities to indulge my secret desires.
After my divorce I wandered for a few years, moving from town to town doing odd jobs. I finally settled in a large city in the mid-west where I took a job as a night security guard. I like the privacy of living in a house and not an apartment, and I looked for a place to rent that was within my meager salary. The only thing I could afford was an old, run-down, two story house in a very old part of the city. An alley ran behind the house and an old shed stood at the back of the yard near the alley. It had once been used as a garage, but my landlord now stored old furniture and boxes in it.
I like to work with my hands and I especially like to work in the yard. One day, soon after I moved in, I was filling some holes with dirt in the back yard and while I watched a group of ragged neighborhood kids that constantly ran up and down the alley. Barefoot and dirty, they were young kids, mostly boys, but their leader seemed to be an older girl. Taller and physically bigger than the other kids, she appeared to be in charge, a tom-boy, ordering them around as they played their games.
Over the next week or so I watched for her as the kids played in the neighborhood. She was always dressed the same — a pair of unwashed, beltless corduroy pants or jeans, bare feet, and either a tube top or halter top covering her small budding breasts. Rising up like small, pointed cones from her girlish chest, her breast mounds were just beginning to push out against her clothing, though I noticed that her small, pebble-like nipples were often hard, erect, and attractive.
It was difficult to tell how old she was, though I found out later she was twelve, almost thirteen. She had the slender hips of a young girl who’d not quite begun to fill out, though she had a nice shapely little ass. Her stringy blond hair hung down to her shoulders and, with a freckled face and pert nose, she was a cute girl bordering on pretty. She reminded me a lot of Amy.
Once, as the group raced by on some ‘secret mission’, I stopped one of the boys and asked about her. He said her name was Traci and that she was going to be in seventh grade. Apparently she went to the public school nearby.
He must have told Traci that I’d asked about her because later on in the afternoon she came walking up the alley by herself, no gang in sight. It was a hot, summer day and she wore the usual outfit — old dirty cords, halter top tied with two strings, one behind her back and the other behind her neck, bare foot, and unwashed. Tiny, hardened little nipples pressed out against her halter top, and her little breasts quivered ever so slightly under the loose material as she walked toward me.
“... heard you asked about me,” she said, a glint of both interest and challenge in her eyes.
“Yeah, I did.”
I decided to be up-front with her. If she wasn’t interested in the things I had in mind, well, so-be-it. But, if she was, I wanted to find out.
“I thought you were an attractive girl and I like to know the attractive girls in the neighborhood.”
Her dirty cords clung tightly to her slender hips and round, little ass, but the waistband had no belt and gapped open around her slim waist. As she stood near me I glanced down and could easily see the elastic waistband of her panties. She didn’t seem to mind, or care, as I looked her over, not hiding my effort to see inside the waistband of her pants. She looked young, innocent and, at the same time, wild, sexy, and unwashed. I was very aroused.
“Why do you like to know the girls in the neighborhood?” she asked, looking hard into my face. “Do you… like to do things to them?”
“What do you mean, ‘do things’?” I asked, a little surprised at her frankness.
“I got a couple of brothers who like to do things to me. That’s what we call it — ‘do things’. They… uh… like to rub me between my legs and stuff. Sometimes they come into my room when my mom’s gone and rub me there and pull my underpants down and touch me.”
“How long have they been doing this kind of stuff to you?”
“Mmmm… I don’t know… for the last couple of years, I know. I guess Jeff started doin’ it to me when he was in sixth or seventh grade and I was in fourth. Robby’s only been doin’ things to me this year.”
“How do you feel about it? Do you like it when they ‘do things’ to you?”
“It felt kinda funny at first, but kinda good, too. It was just kinda fun to do, pullin’ my pants down and stuff, but now it feels real good. In fact, I really like it when they do it. Sometimes I lay in my bed at night and feel funny down there between my legs and wish they’d come in and do things to me.”
“How old are they?” I asked.
“Robby’s eleven. He’s gonna to be in seventh grade and Jeff’s fourteen-years-old and goin’ into high school. Actually, they’re my step-brothers ‘cause Mom married their father after I was born, but he took off a couple of years ago and we haven’t heard from him since.”
“How old are you?”
“I’m twelve now, but I’ll be thirteen in a couple of weeks.” She seemed proud of that.
“When you say they ‘do things’... touch you, how do they touch you?”
“Mom’s usually never home ‘cause if she’s not workin’ she’s at the bar. So my brothers and me are home a lot. Sometimes, when I’m standing, doing something around the house, one of em’ll come up and put their hand between my legs and rub me down there. I let ‘em do it to me ‘cause it feels so good. Sometimes they’ll put their hands down inside my pants and feel me like that.”
“But, my favorite is when one or both come into my room at night and pull my underpants down. Then they have me spread my legs a little and put their fingers into me… you know, up my… pussy. That feels best of all. Sometimes it’s just one of ‘em; sometimes both. I get real wet and hot between my legs. They push a finger in and move it around a lot, getting me wetter. We had a movie this year on periods and sex and stuff and I guess that’s what it’s kinda like, isn’t it?”
I began to understand her casual attitude toward sexual touching. She lived in an environment where it was considered normal, natural.
“It sounds like fun to me. So, you really like it, huh?”
“Yeah, I really do,” said Traci, glancing down at the ground and speaking in a small voice, suddenly a little self-conscious. “I’ve been wonderin’ what it’d be like with someone else… a little older. Would you… like to do things, too?”
“I’d like to show you how to do some new things that make you feel even better. Would you like that?”
“OK,” she said, looking up with a smile.
“Let’s go inside. I have a nice place where we won’t be bothered.” I led her into the shed that was on the property next to the alley. It was almost like an old large, double-sized garage and, like I said, the landlord used it to store a bunch of old furniture. I opened the side door and we entered. There was no electricity in the place, but several dirty windows high up near the roof allowed in enough light to dimly illuminate the interior.
It was cool inside and smelled slightly musty, a nice refuge from the summer heat. Along one wall was a large, old couch and across from it, sitting on some wooden boxes and raised about four feet off the floor, was an old box springs and mattress. Cardboard boxes were stacked everywhere. I led the twelve-year-old girl over to the couch and we sat down.
Listening to her frank sexual talk was exciting. I wanted to hear more, and she didn’t seem shy or embarrassed about telling me.
“Tell me, did you and your brothers do anything today?”
“Sure, almost every day. My mom’s working today so she left before we got up. I usually wear a shirt and panties to bed and leave ‘em on in the morning as I walk around the house, picking up and stuff. This morning, my older brother, Jeff, found me in the kitchen and had me take my panties off so I’d be wearing just my shirt and be naked underneath. The boys often do that, and I like it.” She giggled. “Sometimes when I feel kinda… you know, dirty, and I know Mom’s not home, I’ll take my panties off before I get up and walk around the house like that, hoping they’ll do things to me. It makes me feel so… sexy; it’s fun.”
“As I walk around they put their hands between my legs and their fingers up into my pussy for a minute. Sometimes I’ll stand next to one of them while they’re sitting down and they’ll put their fingers up between my legs and play with my… hole. They’ll push a finger up inside it and move it in and out real fast. God, it feels so good and I get real wet down there when they play with me like that.”
“Once in a while, when I’m doing dishes at the sink, they’ll walk up in back of me and do me like that from behind. I just kinda lean forward and spread my legs a little and they tickle my… pussy. I want ‘em to be able to do it ‘cause it feels good to me, what they do with their fingers. I start to get all wet and hot down there.”
“It’s called ‘finger-fucking’,” I explained, wanting her to hear the sexy words. “When someone uses their fingers and slides them in and out of your pussy like that it’s called finger-fucking. You should use those words… it makes it more fun. So, you like it when they finger-fuck you?”
“Yeah… I like it when they… finger-fuck me. There, I said it. God, it sounds…”
“Yeah, sexy… and dirty. God, I love it.”
“How long have your brother’s been doing this to you?”
“Well, my older brother, Jeff, started doin’ me a couple of years ago… and Robby’s just started.”
There was a long, silent pause as I gathered my courage. Finally, I spoke. “I’d like to finger-fuck you. Would you like that?”
She nodded in agreement.
“Take your pants off.”
Traci stood up and unsnapped and unzipped her pants. They were down and off her feet quickly. The young girl stood before me dressed in her halter top and small, dingy white bikini panties.
“Now, take your panties off.”
Without hesitation, she grabbed the elastic waistband, slid them down her slender legs, and pulled them off her feet. She let them lay on the floor and stood up, her halter top the only clothing on her body. A small, very light triangle of silky blond pubic hair was barely visible just beginning to grow and spread up over her lower belly from between her thighs.
“Turn around slowly.”
My fantasies about sexy young girls was coming true right before my eyes, and I wanted to admire her young form. She definitely had the hips and behind of a developing young woman. Her slender, legs rose up from her dirty feet and ended at her beautifully round little behind. Her ass had a deep cleft clearly dividing the two firm globes of soft, smooth flesh and her small breasts were just slight rises in the flatness of her girlish chest. Yet, already her little nipples were hard and pointed, poking out against the thin material of her top, seemingly eager to be stroked and excited. When her breasts became more developed she would have a fantastic body. She was at that girl-woman age when her body had characteristics of both; yet, she had that air of innocent little-girl sexual curiosity mixed with some knowledge of the facts of life that was a sexually intoxicating combination.
“Do you want me to take my top off, too?” she asked in a small, hushed voice. “No, not yet… you look more sexy this way. Sit down here,” I said, indicating a spot on the couch next to me.
The short, shapely little twelve-year-old girl sat next to me, naked from the waist down, a wisp of material covering her upper body. She didn’t seem to feel shy or uncomfortable with her nakedness. I had her turn so she could lean back against the big arm of the couch facing me and put her feet on the couch next to me, knees up and together.
“Open your knees,” I said softly.
I found my breathing become rapid and shallow as my arousal grew with my erotic anticipation. I felt like I was fourteen again, and Amy and I were playing our little sex games. The air around us seemed charged with sexual electricity as her knees opened and fell to each side, one laying against the back of the couch, the other falling down and resting on the seat cushions. The youngster’s sex was fully and completely open and exposed to me.
The small triangle of silky blond pubic hair carried down between her slender, open legs, forming a covering of light blond fuzz over the raised mounds of her sweet, little pussy. Between the rounded outer lips I could see the already moistened opening of her small cunt slit, puffy, wet and pink. The skin in the crease of her thighs looked soft and smooth. Already, the pungent odor of her sex filled my nose and made my cock unbelievably hard.
I laid my right hand squarely between her legs and gently petted the sexy little girl there, my fingers caressing the light, silky hair and soft skin from the triangle patch on her lower belly down to the round contours of her cute little behind. I moved my hand and fingers over the entire area, the tips of my fingers lightly grazing over the smooth skin of her open inner thighs, then back down, always returning to her girlish pleasure point.
“Mmmm… this feels nice,” she volunteered, “you’re not as rough as my brothers.”
“It feels good to me, too,” I answered, caressing her, arousing her. “You’ve got a nice pussy… so soft, so sexy… mmmm, you must like what I’m doing… I can feel you getting wet.”
My fingers lightly moving back and forth between her legs, feeling the roundness of the folds of her pussy lips and the cleft dividing them. The silky soft pussy fur tickled my finger tips as they moved back and forth between the little girl’s open legs. Long forgotten memories of my experience with Amy flooded my head.
There wasn’t much hair growing yet, and her pubes felt almost as slick as bare skin. I traced circles with my finger tips up her inner thighs almost to her knees, then back down to that place of special pleasures. I could see her cleft beginning to become more moist, more wet, as she was aroused by the stimulation of my fingers. I centered my movements more and more around her pussy slit, wanting to arouse the youngster even more.
“Mmmm…” I heard her whispered moan. I glanced up and saw her close her eyes, enjoying the sexy sensations.
Tentatively, I ran the tip of my middle finger slowly up through her cleft several times, feeling the wetness I was creating, gathering it on my fingers and spreading it over her pussy. Her head was tilted down now, her eyes open and watching my every move as my fingers delved into her fuck hole.
The tip of my middle finger started to push aside the outer lips of her cunt and move into her. I stopped moving my hand, cupped her cunt with my palm and easily, gently sunk my middle finger deep inside her tight fuck hole.
Traci moaned at the sudden intense explosion of pleasure. She looked down between her open thighs and watched as my middle finger disappeared into the slick slot between her legs until I reached my hand. I couldn’t push it into her any farther.
“Is this what your brothers do to you?”
“Yeah, but your finger feels better… bigger… mmm… God, that feels good…” Without pausing I drew it out of her about half-way, then plunged it back in to the hilt, the rest of my fingers curled as if in a fist, masturbating the little girl. Her eyes closed again for an instant and she moaned a little louder at the sharp barrage of sexual pleasure shooting from between her legs up through her youthful body.
Although the entrance to her pussy hole was tight, she got very wet quickly and my slippery finger began to move easily in and out of her. She continued to gaze down between her slim open legs, her eyes wide and sparkling, watching me finger-fuck her. In and out my finger moved, each time sliding over the clit at the top of her pussy slit. Sometimes, I would let my finger slid farther down to her little puckered asshole and skim the tip lightly over that other pleasure point. God, she had a great little ass.
“How’s it feel?” I wanted to hear her talk about what we were doing.
“It feels soo… much better than when my brothers do it to me. God, it feels good. I feel like I’m, you know, gettin’ really wet, really hot down there.”
“You are,” I said. “Let’s try two fingers.”
I put my index finger together with my middle finger and thrust down inside her slippery fuck hole. She took them easily. I set up a steady rhythm and used my thumb to gently rub the area of her clitoris.
“Mmmmm…” I heard her moan.
The horny little twelve-year-old girl laid her head back against the arm of the old couch and closed her eyes, the intense sexual fire between her widely spread legs building. I don’t think she’d ever been stimulated like this before, even with her brothers. The strong, musky smell of her pussy juices mixed with her sweaty, pungent body odor creating an arousing scent of youthful body and sex.
“I wish this was my cock…” I murmured, mostly to myself.
“Do cocks make you feel like that, too?” she asked shyly.
“Yeah, they do; sometimes even better.”
“Would you… do me with your cock?”
I stopped the movement of my fingers in her pussy, though I left them inside her.
“Having sex like that is called fucking. Is that what you want, for me to fuck you?” I wanted to hear her say the words.
“Yeah, I want you… to fuck me.”
I took her by the hand and helped her stand up. Putting my arms around her I undid the knots holding on her halter top and it fell to the floor. As I imagined, her small breasts were like shallow little cones, just beginning to sprout up from her chest and achieve some roundness. But her nipples were already sensitive, pink and hard and standing out from the little mounds on her chest. I pulled at the small, pink pebbles with my finger tips, enjoying the feel as they rolled slightly back and forth between my thumb and first finger.
The little girl pressed her chest against my hands, jolts of sexual pleasure flowing from her nipples down to her cunt like a hot, electric wire, making her even more wet, more horny.
“My brothers have never done this to me… played with my titties like this. God, it feels so good…”
“You’ve got nice, hard little nipples. I like playing with them, and I’m glad you don’t wear a bra. I like it when young girls like you don’t wear bras; it’s so much more sexy that way. And I like it when they don’t wear any panties, either. It makes me really horny and hard thinking that they aren’t wearing any underwear… and girls tell me it makes them horny, too.”
She smiled at the idea.
“That sounds fun… maybe I won’t wear underwear anymore… God, what would my mom think…”
“Mmmmm… your nipples feel so good. Undo my pants,” I told her, never taking my hands from her growing little breasts, my fingers never ceasing to rub over her hard, sensitive little nipples.
Her hands went to the waist band of my jeans and quickly began to unfasten and unzip them. Her trembling, excited fingers fumbled for a minute before she got them open and let them fall to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of them.
I wasn’t wearing any underwear and my cock stood out straight, hard and erect from my loins. Without coaching, her eager little hands wrapped around my hardness and slid back and forth along the sides, feeling my length.
“It’s so big…” she said quietly, looking down at what she was doing.
“But not too big,” I answered with a smile. “What you’re doing, it feels good. Guys like it when girls play with their cocks like this.”
Her hands followed my shaft down and underneath, lightly skimming over my balls.
“I can make you cum by finger-fucking you like I was doing; you can make a boy cum by jerking him off like this — using your hands like you’re doing, running them up and down his cock. God, that feels good… you really know what you’re doing.”
“I’ve never played with my brothers’ thing like this…”
“Their ‘thing’? You mean, their cocks, don’t you?”
The naked little girl looked up and grinned wickedly at me.
“Yeah, their cocks…”
She tilted her head down, again, to watch as her small hands skimmed up and down over my shaft. She had a lewd, happy grin on her face, and I could see she was enjoying herself.
“I like doing this,” she said, looking up at me, a lusty glint shining in her eyes. “It feels good… makes me hot…”
“This is something you can do to your brothers, or any boy. I’m sure they’d appreciate having their sister jerk ‘em off like this and make ‘em cum.”
“Mmmm… sounds like fun… I’ll try it on ‘em.”
We stood face to face like that for a few minutes and enjoyed the sensations of mutual touching, our breathing becoming more rapid as our excitement grew. God, it was as if I couldn’t seem to keep my hands off this wonderfully dirty, sexy little girl. I put my hands around behind her and ran my fingers up and down through the narrow crack of her ass, playing with her asshole with my finger tips.
Traci’s hands were busy between my legs exploring, pulling and stroking smooth, hard length of my cock with her fingers and playing with my balls. The twelve-year-old found this new experience extremely arousing and couldn’t wait to do it to her brothers. Now she could have some fun, too.
After a few minutes, we climbed up onto the musty old mattress that was sitting up on boxes, and lay down together, our hands still busy stimulating each other. Her fist slowly skimmed up and down my velvety shaft while my fingers played in that wonderful warm, wet area between her legs. She lay on her side with one knee in the air and the other on the mattress, the moist little pink slit between her legs readily open and available to my eager attention.
I slipped my middle finger into her hot little fuck hole and slowly, leisurely, finger-fucked her again. My other finger tips fondled the swollen pink folds of her moist little cunt as I looked down and watched my middle finger moved in and out of her slit. She was still wet from her previous experience and my fingers moved easily in and out of the oily wetness of her tight pussy opening.
God, I loved playing with her little girl cunt. This twelve-year-old was such a sexy, sensual young girl, so willing and so eager to open her legs for pleasure without a sense of guilt or shame or modesty. I figured it was from the attention her brothers had been giving her at home. Sex play like this must seem so normal, so natural to her.
As she held and squeezed my cock in her fingers, she looked down between her thighs and watched as my hand slowly moved back and forth over her sweet little pussy and my middle finger slid in and out of her slit, a look of joy and sheer lust on her face. But, I could tell she was hungry for more when she closed her eyes and groaned at the delightful sensations I was creating between her thighs.
Slipping my finger out of her cunt, I put my arms around her and rolled over onto my back, bringing her slim, naked, girlish body with me until she was lying on top, her hard, little nipples against my chest. Her smooth, slender thighs lay on either side of my belly, the area between them open. I reached around her as she lay on top of me and brushed my finger tips along the back of her smooth, naked thighs and over the roundness of her taut little ass, enjoying the feel of the two round globes of her shapely behind. Sliding my fingers down between her open legs, I caressed young girl’s pussy lips from behind, her slippery wetness coating my fingers as I played with the folds of her little cunt. After a minute, I slipped my fingers into her again, letting them poke inside her hot, horny hole.
“Mmmmm… feels good…” she murmured, her small behind squirming against my probing fingers.
It was really fun playing with her pussy like that, but my prick ached for more. I found my cock and directed the head up until it lay at the entrance to her cunt.
“Push yourself back a little,” I said, “you’ll feel my cock enter you.”
Putting her hands on my chest she lifted her body up a little and scooted back against the pressure of my cockhead at the entrance to her fuck hole. The outer lips of her slit parted and I felt the warm wetness of her tight pussy surround my cockhead. The ridges of the tip of my prick were held in place by the elastic tightness of her pussy opening. I was inside the sexy, young girl, but just barely.
I put my hands around her slender, girlish waist and pushed her back onto me while raising my hips slightly, my shaft pushing up farther into her tightness. Little by little I could feel the walls of her cunt slide along the sides of my hard, throbbing cock as I entered the horny little twelve-year-old girl’s sweet fuck hole.
“Oooo… it’s feeling good…” she moaned, as she scooted her body back against me.
Eagerly, Traci pushed back harder and sat up a little more, her hands and arms pushing down on my chest as she pushed her ass back, loving the sensation and wanting it all. I could feel her ass twisting and wiggling, sinking more and more onto my hardness. Her pussy surrounded my cock like some hot, tight, wet tube enclosing my thick shaft. No pussy, no girl, ever felt better.
Inch by sensuous inch her tight pussy moved down onto my shaft. The outer lips of her cunt seemed to grip my cock like a warm, wet mouth, pulling and sucking on it.
Finally, I was completely inside her. I could feel the base of my cock against Traci’s pelvic bone and knew she had taken my complete length. She laid her body down on top of me as I held her hips tightly against me, her head on my chest as she enjoyed the sensation of being filled up inside with my thickness. I put my hands around behind her again, and stroked the delightfully smooth, round contours of her shapely little ass and thighs with my finger tips. Eventually, I let them wander down between her legs and felt the base of my cock where it disappeared into her cunt. Gently, I caressed the rubbery folds of her wet pussy lips as they surrounded my shaft. The oily dampness from her slit coated my fingers making them slick and I slid them back and forth through her crack and over her asshole, fondling the firm, round little globes of her butt.
“It feels so good, doin’ this…” she sighed softly, her slender, naked body laying on top of me as I caressed her between her legs. “I didn’t know anything could feel this good.”
“The best part is yet to come,” I said. “Sit up a little and use your knees to move up and down on my cock. Mmmm… that’s right, just go slow at first. Yeah, that’s good… now, we’re fucking.”
She sat up a little and put her hands on my chest as she began to raise and lower her ass, my cock sliding in and out of her tight wetness; just a little at first, but quickly more and more as the wonderful feeling of first-time sex flooded over her.
I put my hands around her waist and gently lifted her body up and down as she mastered the movement. I could feel the tight grip of the small entrance of her pussy pull at my cock with each up and down movement. My rod had never felt so thick, so hard and, as aroused as I was from fucking this sexy little twelve-year-old girl, I knew I couldn’t hold back my orgasm for long.
“Oh, God, this feels good…” she moaned as she slowly slid up and down on me. I held onto her slim hips as she moved and could feel her tender little body shudder with each deep penetration.
She was sitting upright now, her small hands on my chest, using only her legs to move herself up and down as she pushed my cock in and out of her warm, wet pussy. Slowly at first, then a little faster as the sexual sensation of fucking began to grow between her legs, the youngster fucked herself on my cock.
Dropping my hands, I let her do the work as I watched her face. The expression seemed to be a mixture of innocence and lust as she enthusiastically pulled herself half-way off my cock and then sank back down, impaling herself on my pole. Her little nipples were hard and erect as they stood out straight from her small, barely formed breast mounds and I put my hands up on them and let the rough palms rub across the sensitive little pink buds as her body moved up and down.
“God, I love to fuck… feels so good… so fucking good…” she said quietly, mostly to herself, her tiny voice emphasizing the sex words. The pungent odor of sex and her young, sweaty body moving again and again onto me mixed together to create a scent of unbelievable sexual arousal. I’d never fucked a girl this young before, and it felt so unbelievably good. My cock was stone hard and my mind seemed to be floating in an erotic euphoria as this horny twelve-year-old girl eagerly fucked herself on my sex shaft.
The slippery wetness from her pussy was making the movement easier and Traci leaned down over me more, her little ass moving faster and harder up and down as she pulled herself almost completely off my cock before urgently ramming her pussy back down again. Her eyes were closed, her face intense, and I could tell the fire of lust and sex was building between her legs. I could hear her breathing rapidly, her breathe hissing through her teeth each time she impaled herself on my cock and her clit collided with the base of my sex shaft.
If she didn’t cum soon, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to wait for her orgasm. It was just too tight, too hot, too sexy, and I was going to shoot into her any minute now.
“I’m going to cum,” I said, looking up at her, my voice catching in my throat. “I’m going to shoot deep into you with my cum, OK?”
Traci looked down at me and smiled, then groaned, her slender, pale, young body continually bouncing harder and harder up and down on my throbbing hard shaft.
“That sounds good… cum inside me… no one’s ever cum inside me before. Oh, God… Oh, God… feels so good… something’s happening… OH, GOD... feels so gooooddddd…”
She bounced several more times quickly up and down as I heard her cry out, then slammed her cunt down hard onto me, her ass squirming hard against my loins, her body rigid and quivering as she came. I looked up and saw her head tilted back, her eyes squeezed shut as waves of orgasmic ecstasy swept through her little body. Her insides seemed to be melting as the intense sexual pleasure flowed up from between her legs and washed over her, sensations so powerful, so pleasurable, everything else became a blank. Nothing existed in the world except the tremendous feeling of release that pulsed through her, exploding in her brain.
It was so much fun watching the little girl cum like this for the first time. It was so incredibly sensual, so sexy. I put my hands around her girlish waist and held her tightly onto my prick as I felt the contraction in my balls begin. Instinctively feeling my climax approaching, she pushed her taut young body back onto me hard, twisting her little ass back and forth as if she was screwing herself onto me.
“Yeah… cum inside me… Oh, God, I wanna feel you shoot in my hot cunt…”
Hearing her encourage me with those sexy, dirty words sent me over the edge.
“OHHHH...” I groaned, my eyes squeezed shut as I came, my hips bucking up against her tender loins as I shot deep inside her.
The incredible pleasure of sexual climax exploded in my head. I grunted as the first shot of cum spurted hard up into the twelve-year-old, my hips thrusting up and into her again. The next couple of spurts seemed just has hard. Shot after shot sent spasms through my body as I filled her with my cream, my muscles tense and rigid as I came. I was unaware of time passing — everything seemed frozen; nothing was significant except the exceptional sexual sensations washing over my body. I hadn’t climaxed that hard in a long, long time.
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, almost paralyzed from the intensity of our orgasms, our loins still making the hot connection and any movement sending another spasm through our bodies. Although my cock was starting to lose it’s erection, I still felt the elastic grip of Traci’s cunt lips squeezing the base and holding it in her.
Finally beginning to relax, I opened my eyes and looked up at the youngster as she sat on me, legs spread across my loins. Warm, sticky wetness seeped out of her slit and over my lap.
She giggled, then let out a long sigh.
“God, I’ve never felt anything so good in my life, and I could feel you shoot inside me. It felt so warm, like something hot and wet filling me up. Can we do it some more?”
“I’m afraid that most guys can only do it once before they have to rest a little. Fucking you made me cum harder than I’ve cum in a long time. You’ve got a great pussy, and I want to fuck you again and again, but not today — I’ve gotta be at work in an hour. You said your brothers like to play with your pussy; I’ve sure they’d like to fuck you even more. I’ll bet they could make you cum, too.”
She smiled at the idea. “Yeah; maybe I can get ‘em to do me tonight. God, it felt so good… I wanna fuck a lot.”
Gently, slowly, she pulled her slender, pale body off my lap, my softened cock pulling out from the clinging grip of her sweet little pussy and releasing a small flood of white cream down the inside of her legs. I got a towel and helped her clean up as we both got dressed.
“Traci, one thing you should know. Fucking is the way that girls get pregnant. You don’t want that. I can’t get you pregnant because I’m sterile, but other boys can. Be sure they wear a condom over their cock before you let them fuck you. That way, both of you will still have fun but you won’t get pregnant and you’ll be able to fuck all you want. Because you’ve been so nice to me, I’ll run over to the store and get you some right now, if you want. It’ll just take ten minutes.”
She smiled as if I told her she was going to get a Christmas present.
“Would you? That’d be great. When can I come and be with you again, sometime?”
“Just stop by whenever any time…”
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