Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: secret
|Introduction: An older man slowly seduces a young virgin|
The seduction of Rhiannon Jones
This story is a complete work of fiction. The names of all characters in this story are fictional. Any references of names to any person either living or dead is strictly coincidental. This story deals with a fictional sexual relationship between an adult and a preteen girl, its only a fantasy. I neither participate in such actions nor do I condone such actions. If this story isn’t your cup of tea don’t read it. But on the other hand if you like this kind of story please read on. I hope you’ll enjoy it.
Its Friday afternoon, picture day at Otter Creek middle school Chester Mcalister, the county school systems photographer is hard at work, making sure every child from the fifth grade through eighth grade will receive a perfect set of photos. Chester calls for the last student, as he reloads his Nikon camera with fresh film.
“Ok next victim,” joked Chester. He heard a young girl giggle nervously. His back was turned towards her, he turned and his warm brown eyes fell upon a child lovers dream. Chester estimated the auburn haird preteen to be around eleven, she was tall for her age maybe five foot at the least . Her eyes were deep blue. Her nose was perfect neither to large nor to small. Her lips where full and naturally pink. Very kissable, he thought.
“Well hello beautiful, what’s your name,” he said, trying not to sound as if he were flirting with an eleven year old girl, although he was.
“My names Rhiannon Jones,” she said fidgeting nervously as she spoke.
“Well its very nice to meet you Rhiannon, my names Chester Mcalister,” he reached out to shake her hand, as he grasped her hand, his heart skipped a beat and his cock throbbed in his pants.
He liked the dress she was wearing. It was a short one piece with a low cut neckline that exposed a slight bit of her preteen cleavage, the neckline was highlighted with white lace. The dress was somewhat short, the lace hem came just about three inches above her knees. On her feet she wore black patent leather shoes over white socks with pink lace around the ankles. Chester thought to himself. She looks so sexy.
“Well Rhiannon, that pretty blue dress you have on almost matches your eyes. Its going to make you stand out among the rest of your brothers and sister, when your mom and dad place your picture on the wall at home,” he said letting his eyes roam discreetly over the young girls developing body. Chester noticed a change in her body language caused by what he said. Rhiannon’s shoulders slumped slightly, and she frowned. “I don’t have any brothers or sister’s.”
“Oh then, so you’re an only child,” he made a mental note of this fact.
This made him even more interested in the pretty auburn haird beauty. He had her sit in front of his camera. “I love your name. Have you ever heard the old song about a Welsh witch named Rhiannon.”
Chester’s thoughts roamed back to when he was a young man, during the mid seventies when his heart throb Stevie Nicks first sang the hit song.
As he focused his camera on Rhiannon’s pretty face, the lyrics of the song flashed back in his memory, he began to sing his best rendition of the song.
“Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night, and wouldn’t you love to love her, take to the sky like a bird in flight, and who will be her lover?”
he stopped singing and told her. “It needs a guitar and drum solo, but that’s how the song goes. Are sure you’ve never heard it before?”
Her frown turned to a smile, she liked the corny way he serenaded her, she giggled lightly.
“Nope, I’ve never heard that song before. Is it a new song?”
“Well it was new back in the seventies.” Chester peered through the view finder of his Nikon camera, his cock began to grow hard. He could feel precum seeping from the head of his dick. “Ok smile sweetheart.” he snapped a photo, then asked. “Has anyone ever told you, how photogenic you are?” she smiled. “Nope…I don’t think so. What‘s photogenic mean?” “It means you look beautiful in the camera‘s eye.”
She blushed, he took a perfect picture of her face as it turned a slight shade of red.
The session ended way to soon, he said goodbye to Rhiannon. It was the end of school for the weekend.
He loaded his equipment into his car and began driving home through the small town of Otter Creek Iowa. As he drove he couldn’t get Rhiannon’s pretty face and perfect virgin body out of his head. He was stopped at a four way stop, near the intersection of the street he lived on. As he waited to turn he began daydreaming about Rhiannon going down on his hard cock with her luscious full pink lips wrapped around his shaft as if she were a starving child needing to be fed. A young girls voice interrupted his thoughts.
He turned his head towards the voice, he noticed Rhiannon standing on the sidewalk near the drivers side of his car, he rolled his power window down. “Well hi Rhiannon!”
His cock now grew even harder in his pants. “Can I give you a lift honey,” he said in a pleasant tone. Rhiannon smiled, she thought for a second. “My mom says I shouldn’t ride with strangers.”
“But I’m not a stranger honey, you know who I am. Heck you and I are almost neighbors.”
She brushed a lock of auburn hair away from her face and smiled. “Well…I guess it’ll be ok.”
Rhiannon quickly opened the door and climbed in.
“Ok what’s your address sweetheart.” “Nineteen twenty two Maple street,” she said. As he drove he made small talk wanting to know more about her. “I guess you and your family are new to Otter Creek I haven’t seen you around before today.”
“My mom and I moved here just before September. My dad died last year,” her voice trembled when she told him about her dad, he looked over noticing tears welling up in her eyes, she stopped them by wiping her fingers across her eyes. “Oh I’m so sorry honey. You must miss him a lot,” he reached over and placed his hand just above her knee. The sensation of her warm soft skin sent warm tingling sensations to his aroused cock.
“I know how you feel Rhiannon. My father died in the Vietnam war, when I was fourteen. And about six months back my wife died. Yes honey I do know how it feels to lose someone you love.”
He patted her knee and said cheerfully. “But at least you have your mom right?”
Chester’s wife died of breast cancer, and his father was killed in action in the war. He actually did know how it felt to lose someone you love.
“Yes but she’s a nurse at the hospital, and she works all the time. Since I’ve been here I haven’t made any friends, so I just hang around our house watching TV and stuff.”
He drove by his house. “I live right here at nineteen ten. Heck maybe you can come and visit me from time to time. To tell you the truth I get pretty bored just sitting on my ass watching TV; just like you.”
He caressed his hand above her knee as he spoke. “You can come over tonight if you’d like, I’ll be here all weekend. You can help me develop the student photos I took today. And If you’d let me I’d like to take some shots of you ?”
“Yeah I’d love to help you…But what do you mean take shots of me?” she asked sounding concerned.
“Oh sorry that’s photography lingo. I want to take some photos of you. Rhiannon you’re a very pretty young lady. I think you have modeling potential,” her face lit up. “Wow, do you really think I could be a model. Sure I’d love to come over. I’m supposed to go down to Davenport tomorrow to see my grandparents, but I can visit with you until my mom gets home at nine.
Chester’s was totally thrilled, when he heard her except his invitation. They arrived at her home just a few blocks down from his. Chester didn’t see her mothers car parked in the driveway, so he felt secure that her mother was at work as Rhiannon said she was. Chester is well liked and well trusted by everyone in town. He’s a member of the city council, his two best friends in town are the mayor and the sheriff. He knew the young girls mother was new in town and he would also eventually need to gain her trust. Rhiannon stepped out then leaned back in.
“See you later Chester. Hey I’m kind of hungry so I’ll make a sandwich then change my cloths and come over,” she said.
“Why don’t you come over and eat dinner with me. I’m so tired of eating alone,” said Chester trying to hurry the object of his affection over as quickly as possible. “Ok that’ll be cool. I’m tired of eating by myself to.” She closed the car door, then began skipping up the walkway to her modest looking yellow and white Victorian style home.
Chester sat and watched her, he liked the way her small budding breast jiggled slightly with each skip she took. Just as she came to her door a sudden gust of autumn wind blew her skirt up revealing her pink panty clad ass. Chester rubbed his cock through his pants. “She has a nice ass for an eleven year old,” he said to himself as he pulled away.
Rhiannon quickly ran to her bedroom, she didn’t want her new adult friend to be angry at her for being late for dinner. She slipped off her blue dress, then placed it neatly back in her closet. She didn’t want he her mom to be angry at her for not taking proper care of her new dress. In the past year since her fathers death, her mother seems to lose her temper with her even more than before. Rhiannon’s father was always the easy going one in the family.
As she undressed she thought about Chester, and how the middle aged man looked a lot like her grandfather. He was tall and slender, and he was going bald on the top of his head; just like granddad. He even had the same touch of grey along his temples like her grandfather. She also thought Chester seemed to be easy going like her daddy was, and her grandfather is. Her mother doesn’t get along with her deceased husbands parents, she didn’t mind moving to Otter Creek. But Rhiannon misses her grand parents. Now that she and her mom moved so far a way, she doesn’t see them as much as she used to. Now as she hurried around her room, she thought of how Chester might be able to take her Grandfathers place. But what she doesn’t know or understand is, Chester has more then just friendship on his mind.
Rhiannon wore a pink training bra that matched her panties. She stopped and looked at herself in a full length mirror, she began gently running the tips of her fingers over her small breast. She brought the fingers of her right hand down between her legs, so she could masturbate her panty covered vagina. When she was nine years old she discovered masturbation, and with her mom being gone all the time its now one of favorite pastimes.
She pulled the crotch piece of her panties to the side, then gently began stroking the tips of her fingers along the lips of her virgin pussy. It didn’t take long for an orgasm to occur. She loved the way the warm tingling sensation flowed up from her cunny, then rushed over her young body like a warm ocean wave.
“Mmm that…feels so good,” she whispered.
She pushed the tips of her fingers in deeper, her orgasm intensified. “Mmm…that…feels even better.”
Rhiannon slender hips started unintentionally thrusting back and forth, her knees began to shake.
She felt moisture on the tips of fingers, she doesn’t know what it is, but she likes making it flow from her virgin cunt.
She removed her fingers tips, raised them to her nose then sniffed the tips of her fingers, she examined the clear slick fluid, she then placed the tip of her fingers in her mouth and licked them clean.
Tasting herself was something she just recently started. She doesn’t know why but she liked how it tasted, its salty and somewhat sweet. Now every time she masturbates she has to complete this ritual. Once her orgasm subsides feelings of shame follow, she shrugs it off.
“I’ve got to hurry Chester’s waiting.”
She finished dressing then stepped back in front of her mirror. She ran her fingers along the thin cotton fabric of a tan camisole top, its one of her favorites. It has thin strips of lace around its plunging neckline, plus its thin shoulder straps are made of white lace. She reached down running her hands along the fabric of a short denim skirt, the hem of the skirt stops about six inches above her knees.
“So he thinks I have modeling potential, this outfit will be perfect for my first modeling pics.”
She smiled then used a word her mother doesn’t like her to use, if she refers to herself. “I look Sexy!!”
As Chester showered he thought back to the first young girl he ever seduced, and the events that led him to Otter Creek. The girl of all people just happened to be his ten year old step sister Megan. He was fifteen when their taboo relationship started. It was an on again off again sexual affair, it ended when he went to Iowa state university.
Later on after college where he studied journalism, and photography. His career as a photojournalist took him around the world. As a journalist he had to photograph and experience the worst of mans inhumanity to man. Needless to say if the agency he worked for needed someone to cover any catastrophic event or war, he was there. One of the most shocking assignments was in the late seventies, when he helped report on the mass murder of millions of Cambodian citizens during the Khmer Rouge regime.
He found brothels in Vietnam Cambodia, and Thailand that specialized in child prostitution. In these dark out of the way places he became addicted to pleasures of the flesh, of which in his mind only a preteen girls body could bring.
He later wound up in eastern Europe, where he did some work for a fashion magazine. This is where he and his old friend Frank Dicks, discovered even more sweet young girls to seduce. These girls were mostly homeless Russian girls that would sleep with an adult, just for some food and a warm bed. In 1991 his life changed for the better, that’s when he met his wife to be on an assignment in Spain.
Her name was Jenna Connor an attractive American reporter, she was from Iowa and so was he. Jenna was his age, she was also a petite woman. Chester’s a tall man he stands about 6’2 Jenna was only 5’4. It was Jenna’s child like stature that drew him to her.
For almost twenty years Chester never touched another child, Jenna was the love of his life. Now after her death, Chester found himself craving young girls once more. For six months after her death, he was able to control his urges. Until today when he met Rhiannon.
Men like Chester have a sense about certain young girls like Rhiannon. To him she’s ripe for seduction. She’s an only child, and she lost her father over a year ago. She’s a lonely girl, and he’s a lonely man with a broken heart. In his mind their made for each other.
Chester dried himself off, he pulled a clean pair of grey sweatpants on, he wore no underwear. He wanted her to see the outline of his bare cock, as it dangled unbridled beneath his sweatpants. He then pulled on his favorite Iowa state Hawk Eyes t-shirt. He was just finishing shaving his face, when he heard the doorbell ring. “She’s here!” he quickly walked through his house.
He looked through a small window in the door to make sure it was her, when he saw her his body began to tremble with excitement. He yanked the door open a little two fast.
Rhiannon stood at the door step looking up at him with her hands behind her back fidgeting slightly, twisting her body gently from left to right, smiling at him with those perfect pouty full lips of hers.
“Well come on in sweetheart,” said Chester with a Cheshire cat grin.
As she stepped in she smelled the aroma of hot food coming from his kitchen.
“Mmm, that smells so good. I hope you made enough, because I’m starving.”
Rhiannon’s eyes opened wide as she peered over what seemed to be hundred of different photos of all shapes and sizes. Over the years Chester decorated the walls of his living room with photos, a good majority of them taken while he was on assignment with various news papers, and fashion magazines.
“Wow Chester, did you take all these pictures,” she seemed to be in a trance as she began wandering around the room slowly examining each picture. She came to a wall, where he had a collection of fashion models. A good majority of the modeling photos where from a lingerie assignment he shot a few years back, she gasped.
“You took pictures of half naked woman!!” she stood transfixed viewing every picture with a childish fascination
“Wow Chester their all so pretty. I bet you had fun doing that job; right?”
“Yes it was a lot of fun,” he said, with his eyes ogling over her firm young ass as he stood behind her.
“I’d sure like to take a few photos of you sweetheart, your even prettier than those grown women are.”
She turned and smiled, he noticed her face blushing once more, she giggled.
While she viewed more of his pictures, Chester picked up a freshly rolled joint from his coffee table.
He lit it then blew the smoke her way hoping to relax her with a contact buzz. She smelled the familiar scent of marijuana, she turned towards him smiled and said. “Hey you smoke pot to, Just like my grandparents.”
He blew smoke from his lungs. “Your grandparents smoke pot. Howbout your mom, does she partake?”
She smiled. “No I think that’s why she doesn’t like them much.”
He held the joint out to her. “Here have a toke. I won’t tell your mom.” Rhiannon smiled and shook her head no.
“Please smoke with me. I hate smoking alone.”
She smiled nervously then reached out and took the joint from his fingers.
“I’ve always wanted to try it. Heck grandpa always says it harmless.”
She raised it to her lips, she inhaled the sweet smoke. Cough…cough.
“Sorry honey, I should’ve warned you to just take a small hit on your first try.”
Almost right away Rhiannon felt the effects of the marijuana. Her short coughing bout made the buzz affect her brain, she felt light headed but relaxed. Not wanting to appear uncool she took another toke, this time a smaller one. She’d watched her grandfather smoke quite a few times and she new to hold the smoke in her lungs. Chester was somewhat amazed and very happy that she excepted his offer to smoke with him.
“Well honey are you deviating from the norm,” said Chester. Rhiannon nodded her head even though she’d never heard that expression before.
“Um yep….I think so,” she handed the joint back to him. “Here I think I’ve had enough for now.”
Chapter three. The photo shoot.
“Ok baby, take off your blouse and skirt,” he said, as he finished placing a new digital chip in his camera. “Giggle…You want to take pictures of me in my bra and panties?” Rhiannon is totally stoned now, after they finished dinner they sat in the living room and finished the joint Chester lit when she first arrived.
“Yes honey,” he pointed to the wall covered with lingerie models. “I know you can be as sexy as they were when I shot their pics baby, come on now don’t be shy, cant be shy if you want’a be a model.”
Chester’s eyes observed her slender young body through the view finder of his digital camera as she removed her blouse and skirt then stood before him almost nude. His cock was semi erect and poking up like a half raised tent in his grey sweatpants. He was very pleased over the way she succumbed to his request.
“Wow, you look so hot in pink Rhiannon. Now I want you to climb up on the couch, get on your hands and knees and give me a really sexy smile,” she did as he asked, she turned her face to the camera then did her best imitation of a lingerie model. He snapped a few pictures having her hold her young body in multiple sexy taboo poses.
“Oh yes your butt looks good that way. Very sexy. Ok now change your position. I want you to sit on the couch facing me.”
“Ok now honey. I know your mom always tells you to sit like a lady. But now I want you to open those pretty legs of yours as wide as you can.” Rhiannon hesitated at first, she felt shame in the back of her mind, but between her legs she felt a warm sensation of pleasure, the shameful feeling quickly faded a way.
She did as he asked. As she spread her slender legs the crotch piece of her panties hugged the outline of her pussy. Chester stuttered slightly when he spotted her Camel toe through the lens of his camera.
“That’s…oh yeah…that’s real sexy sweetheart,” he zoomed in on her crotch for a close-up.
“Open those legs wide for me baby,” his cock throbbed in his pants, and grew to a full erection.
“Oh wow honey you have a beautifully shaped camel toe,”
Rhiannon never heard that expression before. “Giggle…Um, what’s a camel toe?”
“Ha..ha…Honey I love your innocence. Look down between your legs honey,” she did as he asked.
“You see the way the fabric of your panties shows the outline of your pussy.”
She heard the word pussy, but she was taught to call her sex a vagina it didn’t compute to her young mind at first. Then she noticed the outline of her cunt showing, she quickly closed her legs.
“Oops, that’s embarrassing.” Rhiannon’s face turned beet red. Chester stood up he didn’t care if she noticed his erection. And she did, her eyes became transfixed on the large pole like bulge sticking out from his pants. She knew what it was, she’s seen her grandfathers penis once when he was hard. She interrupted him once in the morning when granddad was asleep. Chester sat down close beside her, he placed his arm around her shoulder. “Baby there’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he rubbed his hard dick through his pants.
“Hell as you can see my pecker’s showing right through my pants. I’m proud as hell to let my free flag fly.”
Rhiannon was both curious and a little shocked at the sight of the monster growing in Chester’s pants.
“Why is….why is it…I mean, why is your penis sticking up like that,” she was almost unable to complete a full sentence. “Ha..ha…ha.” Chester laughed, he loved how nervous she was.
“Because my dear, my penis likes you, and your sexy camel toe,” he then pushed his right hand directly between her closed legs, she couldn’t stop him his hand was to strong. He place his left hand on her knee then pried her leg open. His warm right hand and fingers began stroking her panty covered cunt.
“Chester…don’t I’m not supposed to….” her words ceased, she spread her legs wider to let Chester’s fingers stroke her sensitive clit.
“It feels good doesn’t it baby. Please just layback on the pillows behind you and let me do this. I know you want it Rhiannon.”
Rhiannon lost all control, although it did feel good to be touched like this, she wanted to run out of the house half naked screaming Help, he‘s trying to rape me. But instead she laid back on the pillows just as Chester requested. “Your mom and the teachers at school, they told you about good touch and bad touch; right. What is this Rhiannon, is it good or bad?”
Rhiannon continued to let him masturbate her, she thrust her hips upward so that her crotch would press harder against his invading hand. “It feels….good,” was all she could say. Chester stopped masturbating her. Her eyes quivered open, she watched him slide from the couch and kneel between her open legs.
His voice sounded kind as he spoke. “Rhiannon honey, lift your butt up so I can take your panties off.”
“But…maybe I should go.” Chester placed a finger to her lips.
“No honey, not until I give you my special massage.”
Rhiannon looked at him and smiled nervously.
“A massage?” when she spoke she sounded breathless and weak, she lifted her bottom up as he requested.
Chester slowly peeled her panties off letting his finger tips glide gently along the soft flesh of her outer thighs.
“Giggle…Chester don’t that tickles,” she said. “Oops I’m sorry honey.”
He felt like a kid unwrapping a present on Christmas day. After removing her panties he remembered that he had Kama Sutra massage oil in his bedroom. He thought about leaving her waiting for him on the couch then decided to pick her up and carry her to his bedroom.
“Chester what are you doing, why are picking me up.” “You’ll be much more comfortable in my bedroom sweetheart.” When she heard him say bedroom, her body trembled.
“Chester please don’t hurt me,” he lifted her face to his, and gave her a lite kiss on the lips.
“Honey I have no intention of harming you. Now just relax, and I’ll bring you to a whole new world!”
As he carried her, he could feel her heart beat against the palm of his hand through her back bone.
“Here we are, my bed is much more comfortable then that old leather couch of mine.”
He laid her down then found his massage oil. “What’s that stuff for Chester.” he smiled.
“This is message oil, it came all the way from in India, its called Kama Sutra. Its going to bring you pleasure like you’ve never had before my sweet.” Chester looked down at her he noticed she still had her training bra on. “Rhiannon honey in order for me to give you proper message, you’ll need to take you bra off.”
“But you’ll see my boobs.” Chester laughed. “Honey I’ve already seen your cunny, I might as well see your titties while I’m at it. Beside that I don’t want to get your pretty bra all oily.”
She took her bra off, then with a little girls modesty she covered her breast with her hands and laid back down. “I don’t think we should do this Chester, its wrong. I know it is.”
Chester smiled down at her he looked so kind, she just knew he wouldn’t hurt her.
“Baby you’ve let me go this far, now please let me give you a massage. I know your going to love it, you just have to put all of your trust in me.”
She thought for a second, looked over at the clock on his bedside table. “Well ok I guess it will be fun to do something adults do. Its six-forty five now. You’ll have to hurry because my mom usually gets home by eight-forty five.” he smiled. “Well we better get started then,” he poured some oil over her breast.
He than did something she didn’t expect, he removed his sweat pants. Her eyes opened wide as she observed the second grown mans cock she’d ever seen. Chester grinned mischievously.
“Is this the first mans penis you’ve ever seen baby,” he reached down and stroked his erection as he spoke.
“Um… yes…I think so,” she would’ve told him about her sleeping grandfathers hard cock, but she suddenly had a laps of memory. Chester climbed on the bed, he lifted his leg over her torso then scooted back, as he scooted back he let his nut sack glide along the soft skin of her belly. This was almost to much for him to take, he almost orgasmed prematurely.
Rhiannon couldn’t take her eyes off his cock, he was an average sized man, his cock was at least seven inches at full erection. To her it looked enormous, it was long and thick, she was worried that he would force the huge thing up her tight virgin sex. It will surly kill me dead if he did that, she thought to herself.
His nuts where hairy and his pubic hair tickled her soft skin as it glided against her bare skin. He reached out with both hands, then began gently massaging the oil into her small firm developing breast.
“Rhiannon your titties are developing nicely, there so firm and round. Now how does it feel honey, if I’m hurting you just tell me, because like I said before, I have no intention of hurting you baby.”
As he rubbed the oil into the flesh around her breast, he ran his fingers gently around her nickel sized areolas. He gently messaged the warm oil into her nipples observing them as they grew long and hard to his touch. “Mmm, that feels good you’re the first boy to ever touch me there,” she spoke in an almost inaudible breathless whisper. “And I’m honored that you’ve trusted me enough to be the first boy. I think I’m enjoying this even more then you.” Chester began to massage his way lower, he let his hard cock and balls glide back and forth along the soft skin of her bare leg as he worked his way lower. He noticed her eyes were closed, he took a second to guide the tip of his penis just along the outer folds of her cunt lips.
She felt what he was doing and woke from her relaxed state, in panic.
“Chester please, you said you wouldn’t hurt me,” her voice trembled out loudly.
“Rhiannon honey, calm down I’m not putting it all the way in. I’ll take it away, please honey don’t be afraid.”
He then lowered the upper half of his body down so he could give her a kiss. Her eyes opened wide with fear as his face came close to hers. “Its ok honey I just want kiss you, open your mouth just a little and I’ll show you how to French kiss.”
Rhiannon opened her mouth, it was only because she wanted to ask a question. Before she could get her question out his lips covered hers, she felt the tip of his tongue enter her mouth ever so slightly.
Chester’s tongue felt her tongue, he licked it gently. Not enough to make her choke, but just enough to let her experience the pleasure of her first French kiss. Rhiannon felt warm sensations of pleasure as the tip of his adult tongue danced gently with her tongue. Chester felt her arms wrap around the back of his neck.
As he leaned over her like this pre cum dripped from the tip of his cock, a sticky stream of his lubricant stuck to her leg. He pulled away from the kiss. She smiled and looked up at him with a puzzled look in her eyes.
“Is that how French people really kiss?” Chester almost came as he laughed, he told her a little white lie. “Oh yes honey that’s where I learned to kiss like that. Did you like it, do you want to do it again?”
She giggled. “Yes, do it again.” Rhiannon was a fast learner, as he lowered his lips to hers, she opened her lips just enough to let his tongue enter. As he kissed her he pushed his cock between her soft slender legs. He could feel her cunt lips stroking against his shaft, he kept his word that he wouldn’t hurt her, he didn’t attempt to penetrate her. He pulled away from the kiss, still letting his cock fuck her between the legs and the outer lips of her cunt. Rhiannon could feel what he was doing, she could feel the heat of his cock meat as it stroked her sex.
“I like how that feels Chester, but please just don’t put that big thing in me; ok.”
He lowered his lips to her ear. “If I cant fuck you, can I at least lick your cunny.”
“Giggle… Chester that sounds disgusting. I pee from there.” he kissed her earlobe, a warm sensation of pleasure sailed through her young body once more. “Please I know you’ll like it. I’m really good at it.”
He pleaded. “Ok you can do that…But please don’t put your thing in my vagina.”
“All right, time to eat Rhiannon’s pussy for dessert.”
Chester pulled his sticky cock from between her legs, then slid himself down until he now straddled over her knees. Rhiannon watched his hard cock wiggle as he moved with intense fascination.
“Does your penis hurt when it gets all hard like that?” Chester stroked his cock.
“Yes honey especially when there’s a gorgeous young girl in my bed, teasing me the way you are!!”
Giggle. “I’m sorry but its just to big, and I’m only eleven. I know it will hurt me,” she pouted her lips after she told him her worst fear. He thought of something else she could do for him, but first he wanted desperately to taste her virgin pussy.
“Ok baby, raise your knees up and spread those skinny legs of your as wide as you can.”
She giggled nervously and did as he asked. Chester now had a good view of her almost hairless cunt.
He noticed the beginning growth of just a small tuft of black pubic hair, just above the beautiful almost bright pink folds of her cunt lips.
“Slid your body up higher lean up against my pillows. I want you to watch what I do,” he then lay on his stomach, as soon as his face neared her beautiful pink virgin cunt, he inhaled the aroma of her sex. Rhiannon watched intently as her molester opened his mouth then lowered it to her wide open cunny. Chester tasted just a faint hint of urine, the taste of pee excited him he forced his tongue deep into her sex, as he did this he could taste the fact that this young girl was truly turned on by her first sexual experience.
Rhiannon’s body reacted immediately to the warm wet sensation of the grown mans mouth tongue and breath as he licked and sucked her clit and cunt lips. She moaned unintentionally, her pelvis and hips began to push harder against Chester’s mouth and invading tongue. As he licked and sucked her, he looked up at her, she had her head tilted back her blue eyes were half shut, her eye lids were fluttering.
“Mmm…You like this don’t you baby.”
Rhiannon didn’t speak, hell she couldn’t even make her lips move. Her young inexperienced mind and body couldn’t comprehend what was happening. “I like it,” she thought to herself. Chester went back to work, as he licked and sucked her, he also began vigorously masturbating her clit with the tips of his fingers. She was so wet from her own girl cum that when he stroked her so furiously the wetness made slurping sounds throughout the bedroom.
Rhiannon felt a major orgasm wash over her, starting from her sex flowing down her knees. Her toes curled, the tips of her ears tingled. Her nipples tingled, her eye lids fluttered. “Ahhh…oh ahhhh mmmm.”
Were the only sounds she could make, she was actually trying to speak. She wanted desperately to say, stop it Chester your making me feel weird. But she couldn’t make any sounds that even resembled words of any kind.
Chester’s mouth and lips finally tired, he pulled his face away, his chin and lips were covered with her girl cum. He watched Rhiannon with pure delight, her hips and pelvis kept humping up and down even after he stopped eating her with his mouth and tongue. Finally she came to rest, he could see her chest rise and fall as she gasped for air. He could even see her heart beat as it pounded furiously at her rib gage.
Chester raised himself up his cock was still painfully hard. Now its her turn to pleasure me, he thought.
He brought his body back over hers, he didn’t put any weight from his two-hundred pound body on her slender ninety-five pound body. He placed his girl cum covered lips over hers, he pressed his tingue to her lips. Rhiannon smelled the scent of her pussy on his lips, she knew what the scent was, because of her daily masturbation ritual of playing with herself then licking her fingers clean after. She opened her lips to excepted the kiss. They kissed passionately until Chester pulled away, she still had her slender arms wrapped around his neck.
“So was that good touch or bad touch,” she giggled. “It was really good touch!” Rhiannon smirked. “Can you do that again!!”
“Ha..ha. Nope cant, my mouth and tongue are all warn out. Its your turn to take care of my cock now sweetie.”
Rhiannon’s face snarled up as if she just ate something sour. “But you pee from your cock.”
“Yes and you pee from your pussy, but I still went down on you. And might I add your pussy taste just like sweet Michigan cherries.” Giggle “Michigan cherries, but we live in Iowa. Why cant it taste like Iowa cherries.”
Chester smirked. “Because the only damned thing we grow in Iowa is corn. And you don’t taste like corn honey.”
Chester looked at the clock.
“Now I need you to please me Rhiannon, we have just enough time for you to make me orgasm.” Rhiannon kissed him this time, just a peck on the lips. “Ok what do I do. I’m a virgin I don’t know anything about sex and stuff.” Chester laughed at what she said, he then raised his body back up.
He knelt on the bed with his legs straddling her body, she was still leaning against Chester’s piled up pillows.
“Now wrap your right hand around my cock, and use your left hand to gently play with my nuts.”
Rhiannon did as he asked, as she grasped his cock and touched his nuts, her soft hands and fingers immediately sent warm intense pleasure slowly running from his cock and nuts over his fifty-eight year old body with pure intense sensuality.
“Um…ok now I want you to open your mouth and wrap those sexy lips of yours around the tip of my cock.”
Rhiannon heard his voice tremble as he instructed her on how to give a grown man her first blow job. She was hesitant, but without any coaxing from Chester she slowly opened her mouth, she wrapped her soft warm lips over the sensitive circumcised head of his cock.
“ Yes that feels wonderful baby. Now I want you to stroke your hand up and down my cock, at the same time rock your head and lips back and forth. While sucking and licking it at the same time.
Rhiannon had thought the idea of doing this disgusting at first, but once she actually tasted the salty white flesh of his cock she found it to be quite exciting. She looked up at Chester he seemed to be enjoying what she was doing as well. She wasn’t afraid anymore she just wanted to make her new friend happy.
“Ahhhh yes, oh honey your doing so good.” Chester peered down at her, she was looking up at him with her beautiful deep blue eyes.
“Ouch. Now make sure you keep those teeth tucked under your lips baby.”
She pulled away and tried to speak with his large cockhead against her lips. “I’m sorry did I.”
Chester gently reached down and placed his hand on her head.
“That’s ok baby its your first blow job, your doing good, please don’t stop,” he placed his hand over her left hand where she was holding his nuts.
“Now rub my testicles honey. I like it when pretty girl rubs my nuts while sucking my cock!”
Chester began to moan softly, she looked up at him he was smiling at her. He looks so happy, she thought as she kept doing her best to please her new best friend. Chester could feel the beginning of an orgasm building, he looked over at the clock, it was going on seven forty-five, he was running out of time. He wished she didn’t have to go home. “Stroke me and suck me faster now baby,” she did as he told her. Her lips began to make slurping sucking sounds as she bobbed her head back and forth, her hand grasped his cock meat a little harder. His cock seemed to be getting warmer as she did this. Rhiannon also felt a tingling sensation in her pussy, she couldn’t believe she was actually enjoying the feeling of his hot cock meat against her lips and tongue.
Chester felt a warm tingling sensation of an orgasm beginning in his testicles, part of him wanted to warn Rhiannon that he was about to shoot a thick load of fresh warm sperm into her sweet young mouth. But his evil half told him. No she needs to eat my cum, I need to feed this little girl my cum. Just as the evil thought went through his mind. His cum erupted into her mouth.
“Oh god yes Rhiannon yea baby suck it, suck it honey, yes…Ahhhh.”
She could feel sperm shoot from his cock, it hit the back of her throat she swallowed it then gagged. Chester heard her gag, he pulled his cock from her lips. He hoped she wouldn’t be angry at him for not warning her about the sudden eruption into her inexperienced mouth and throat. Rhiannon tasted a mans sperm for the first time, she wasn’t sure what it was. It was warm salty and thick. Gooey she thought, but not bitter. Rhiannon cupped her hand under her mouth, then spit the rest of his white sticky semen into her palm.
“You didn’t tell me this stuff was inside you….What is it Chester?”
Chester came back to his senses quickly, it was time for some major damage control, he surly didn’t want to scare the poor girl away over just a little sperm. Beside that, now’s the time to explain that if a girl really likes someone she should always swallow and never spit.
“Honey I’m sorry, I should’ve warned you. Its sperm or semen, or as we adults sometime refer to it; cum.”
“I know what semen is Chester, it’s the stuff that makes baby’s,” she then slapped Chester on the shoulder with her empty hand.
“Ouch, hey now calm down,” he said as he rolled away from her then lay beside her on the bed.
“Darn you Chester, now I’m going to get pregnant,” exclaiming at him in anger.
Chester began to laugh, this didn’t help matters at all. Rhiannon’s blue eyes glared at him with intense anger. “Honey don’t worry, you won’t get pregnant if you swallow sperm,” he then lifted her sperm covered palm to his lips, licked his own cum up, then swallowed it.
“You see I ate it. I like eating my own stuff.”
“Ooh that’s disgusting. Chester please don’t be mad at me, but I need to go home now.”
Rhiannon began to throw her legs over the edge of the bed. Chester grabbed her by the arm pulling her back. He raised his right hand to her soft cheek. Rhiannon lurched away at first, she thought he was going to slap her, but instead he gently held her face so he could kiss her. Chester placed his warm lips to hers.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she should’ve pulled away. It must’ve been the warmth of his lips or the gentleness of his touch, she parted her lips and excepted his invading tongue once more.
She threw her arms around his neck, he laid her back down on the pillows. She tasted cum as her tongue met his. The taste excited her, tingling sensations washed over her body her heart beat faster with every second of the kiss.
Ring…ring. Rhiannon heard her cell phone ringing, she kept it in the pocket of her denim skirt, that now lay out in front of Chester’s black leather couch in a pile along with her blouse panties shoes and socks, her bra was in the bedroom. Chester heard it to his heart pounded hard against his fifty-eight year old chest. Rhiannon unwrapped her arms from his neck, then pushed him away. She practically jumped from the bed this time.
“Its my cell phone, my mom might be calling me!”
Chester leaned his head on his upturned hand, he enjoyed watching his preteen lovers ass cheeks jiggle as she ran, she disappeared out of sight around the corner. He heard her young voice as she answered the call.
“Hi mommy,” her mom sounded slightly angry to her. “Rhiannon honey I called the house phone, you didn’t answer, are you outside or something.” Rhiannon should’ve lied, but she just couldn’t.
“No mom I’m over at a friends house,” after saying this she wished she could take it back.
“Oh cool honey, is she a friend from school. What’s her name?” Rhiannon hesitated. “Um…well, his names Chester Mcalister.”
Silence. “His name, are you at a boys house?” “No Mom I’m not at a boys house Mr. Mcalister is a man.” “Honey why the hell are you at a mans house,” she was angry now.
“Rhiannon put Mr. Mcalister on the phone right now,” Gulp. “Yes mommy.”
Chester heard her mention his name as he pulled on some underwear then his sweatpants. He had been standing behind Rhiannon listening to everything she said from her end of the call. Rhiannon turned to find him standing behind her. “She wants to talk with you.” Rhiannon gave him the phone, and mouthed out silently. “Sorry.” He just smiled trying to reassure her he had everything under control.
He pointed to her cloths as he took the phone, telling her without speaking to get dressed.
He answered using a cheery tone of voice “Well hello Mrs. Jones, how are you tonight,”
“Well I’d be much better if my little girl hadn’t just told me, she was at some strange mans house. Now tell me Mr. Mcalister do you always invited young children into your house, without speaking with their mothers first. And by the way is your wife home, I’d like to speak with her also.”
Chester heard her angry tone but he stayed calm, after all he’d been in worse situations during his time as a photojournalist. Mrs. Jones began to ramble on about calling the police.
“Mrs. Jones there’s no need for the police. I happen to be a personal friend of the Sheriff and his deputies. I’m sure if you spoke with Sheriff Jackson or any of his deputies, they’d tell you that I’m a very trust worthy man. Oh by the way I didn’t get your first name. Well its so nice to meet you Melissa.”
As Rhiannon dressed she listened in. At first she could hear her mothers angry voice, but Chester laid his charming ways on her mothers ear. And in no time flat they were talking like old friends.
“I’m so sorry to hear about your husbands passing Melissa. I know how it feels to lose someone, my wife passed away six months ago. And back 1967 my father was killed in action in Vietnam.”
“Oh yes I know I can tell she misses her daddy. Oh yes that’s right she did say she was going to visit her grandfather. Well sure I’d love to meet you for coffee tonight.”
Rhiannon noticed a smile of satisfaction on Chester’s face now. “Ok I’ll tell Rhiannon you’ll be home soon. Goodbye Melissa.”
She was sitting on the couch tying her shoes Chester sat down next to her he placed his arm around her shoulder. “Well your mom seems very nice, now that I’ve gotten to know her,” he pulled her closer to him.
“Now lets talk about us Rhiannon. You know your mom would not approve of what I did with you this evening. So please make sure you don’t mention anything…. like the way I took pictures of you in your bra and panties, or the fact that you let me give you a booby message. Or how I licked your juicy little cunny until you orgasmed like a big girl. And most of all don’t tell her…or anyone else how you sucked my cock,”
he rubbed her on the shoulder, and gave her a reassuring smile.
“Rhiannon don’t ever be afraid that I’d hurt you or anyone else to keep my ass out of jail. But if you consider yourself my friend you should keep this a secret,” he hugged her to him. “So are we friends, or not!!”
Rhiannon’s eyes lit up she smiled. “Yes were friends. I was scared at first when you started messing with me. But the things you did to me felt, really good.” She stood up, she placed her five-foot tall body between Chester legs as he sat on the couch, she leaned over placed her lips to his and kissed him. This time she was the aggressor. Chester felt the tip of her tongue against his lips. They kissed passionately she hugged him tight, he placed his hands on her ass and squeezed it gently. She broke away from the kiss, she looked him in the eyes and told him in a serious tone.
“Don’t worry Chester I’ll keep this a secret. I know what you did with me is wrong," she gave him an alluring smile. "But it felt so good.”
Chester just smiled, knowing he just committed a perfect seduction, a thought came to his mind.
“Can I get your cell number. I’ll give you my number, you can call or text me, if you want while your visiting your grandparents. Now that we’re friends we should keep in touch.”
They took time to add their numbers to contact list in each phone. “Now I better take you home sweetheart. I’m really looking forward to meeting your mom. Hey does she have a boyfriend.”
Rhiannon took his hand and smiled. “Yeah she’s dating some guy from the hospital, she wants to spend time alone with the guy this weekend, while I’m visiting my grandparents. I don’t like him, but she thinks he’s great.”
As Chester grabbed his jacket from a hook near the door, he told her.
“Hey, maybe when your moms boyfriend comes around, you can come see me. Also when I meet your mom tonight I‘ll ask her if I can keep an eye on you while she‘s at work. That’s unless what you and I did tonight freaked you out. Maybe you don’t want’a see me again?”
Rhiannon shrugged her shoulders, she seemed a little nervous when she replied.
“Yeah…I’d like to see you again. What we did was really different,”
she looked back at Chester.
“I guess your going to want me to suck on your thingy again; right?”
“Ha..ha…Why yes honey. I liked it when you sucked my thingy…I mean cock. Yes I want you to do that again,” he patted her on the back.
“You just need to practice. The more you do it, the more you’ll like it.”
Chester quickly picked her up, he placed his hands under her ass cheeks to hold her up, letting her slender legs straddle his hips, he pressed her body against the wall near the door. He looked into her deep blue eyes and told her with passion in his voice. “Kiss me goodbye baby girl.”
Rhiannon giggled nervously then wrapped her arms around his neck. Her soft warm lips met his, she felt the tip of his tongue against her lips, she knew what he wanted. As Chester kissed her, he began thrusting his hips against her panty covered cunt. Rhiannon felt what he was doing, it turned her on but also made her feel dirty and shameful at the same time. He stopped kissing her. He whispered in her ear, as he kissed and sucked her earlobe. “There’s so many things I want to teach you Rhiannon,” he pulled his lips away and let her down.
“There sweetheart, now that we’ve kissed goodbye, we best get going your moms waiting for us.”
Chapter five. Who will be her lover.
Chester’s visit with Rhiannon’s mom went well. Now as he walked home through the cold October night. The lyrics from the old song called Rhiannon kept playing in his head.
“Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night, and wouldn’t you love to love her. Take to the sky like a bird in flight, and who will be her lover?” Chester smiled as he thought of the last verse, he spoke to himself in a low whisper. “I’ll be Rhiannon’s lover. Be it right, or wrong.”
At first when Chester left Rhiannon’s house the outside air was freezing cold, he placed the tips of his fingers to his nose. The scent of Rhiannon’s girl cum was still on his fingertips, it brought fond memories of every taboo things he’d done with her to mind, his body became warmer with thoughts of future lustful love making sessions with the preteen girl. A smile appeared on his face, he knew what he did with her was so wrong, but he didn’t care. To him it felt to good to be wrong. If any of his neighbors would’ve seen the smile on his face, they might ask him if he's in love. But if they only knew, he was in love with an eleven year old girl named Rhiannon. What would they think of him then?.
End of part one
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