Gender: Male Age: 21 Location: N/A
|Introduction: A story of a cute young redheaded girl and a recent graduate of the local high school. A few weeks after they meet; their first sexual experience together starts a unique relationship. More of an erotic love story, it has a good amount of non-sexual content. This is a positive story. There is **NONE** of the following: violence, roughness, rape or forced sex, humiliation, degradation, defloration, submission, anal, or any of that stuff. Everyone likes what they like, so I'm just saying that this is more of an erotic love story. If you are into any of that violent/rough stuff; you can probably skip this. If you are into softness, love, consentual sex, plot, etc. then enjoy.|
In respect to common rules regarding underaqe sex, I will say this is ficticious; and any claims or notions otherwise are to enhance immersion. Take that as you wiill and enjoy the read. Also look forward to upcoming parts, if you like it.
Her name is Skyler, and she is still a big part of my life. The year was 2009, I had just graduated high school. In my senior year, I had lost a lot of weight. I had been overweight almost my whole life, and I lost almost 100 pounds in less than a year. I had very low self-esteem still. I would later find out that girls found me quite attractive but at the time I was still in the mindset, thinking no one wanted me and I didn’t deserve a good girl or a pretty one (Now I have both in one, lol). But, my friend was at the local boys and girls club. He was 17 and I was almost 18. We lived in a small town; so it was pretty normal for older kids to still go there. His little brother went there, and my grandma worked there; so we had reasons why we would be there.
Enter Skyler, stage left. My friend and I were in the back at a ping pong table, just sort of hanging out. I noticed people entering, so I looked to the front and became mesmerized by this redheaded princess that came through the door. I had never been attracted to a girl so young. (I would later find out she was eleven years old). I was staring in awe at this slight pale beauty. My heart rate had doubled and so had my body temperature. Even my friend had to like snap me out of it, because I had just completely stopped what I was saying mid-sentence. This little girl had thrown a wrench into the gears of my brain. He asked me what was up and I couldn’t even answer. So many thoughts were happening all at once. I was so confused. I was more attracted to this cute little pixie, than I had ever been to any girl ever up until that point. I sat there staring at her. She was so small and perfect. She was just less than five feet tall (under 152cm for non-Americans). She didn’t even come up to my shoulder. I am 6”1’ (about 186cm), so I was tall, but she was so slim, short, and scant. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and absorb her into me. She was very much still a little girl, but there was something about her that I felt a very mature and intense connection with. She felt it too, and was very shy at first. I was still toiling over my newfound shame of being sexually attracted to this young girl who was essentially still a child. I was trying to decide if I was a horrible person, or what the hell was even happening with me. I thought I knew myself up until then.
This cute little cupcake had on a green zip-up hoody which accented her milky-white skin and rusty red hair perfectly. My Skyler was quite the little vixen. I had never seen a natural redhead who was even half as beautiful as her. Hardly any freckles on her. The green hoody was zipped halfway up her nearly flat chest. She had a small amount of contour to her chest, but hardly more than a boy. She wouldn’t really start developing a whole lot until later that year. She had on a pair of skinny jeans that showed off her budding hips that had begun to form. Such a fresh plump little bottom tucked snugly into these tight little form-fitting pants. They were so small, but they fit her slender legs and blossoming curves perfectly. To finish off her outfit, she had on a pair of converse all stars. Apparently she already knew my friend because she went right up to him, and they were talking. Simply having her near me, I began feeling light-headed. As I watched her, I was so enthralled by her. She was such an alluring little goddess, and I couldn’t keep my eyes or my mind off her. We made eye contact a few times before we were introduced officially. My brain sent a blast of dopamine each time her sparkling eyes met mine. She was shy at first with me for a while, especially that day when we met, but she eventually warmed up to me. Ours was a different kind of relationship. She could sense my feelings for her, and it seemed she had feelings of her own for me. After we got to know each other a little, she had started spending more and more time with me. It soon became the highlight of my day; having her leap into my arms to greet me. She took every opportunity she got, to touch me, talk to me, or be close to me. A few times, she had felt how fast my heartbeat was when she touched me and I could see she knew.
It was a few weeks after we met, and it was a Friday afternoon. Skyler came bounding through the door once more and skipped her way straight over to me with excitement. She tossed her bag and flung herself into my arms. This had become a normal thing, so no one paid any notice. Also, in small towns everyone knows everyone. She was pretty much always with an arm’s reach when we were together, and usually part of her was touching me. People had gotten used to seeing us together. To this day though, I can’t understand why no one suspected anything; not that I’m complaining. She was always with me. She would always be nuzzling against me or sitting on my lap. I really liked it, which I was still sort of mad at myself for. If we were standing, she was always by my side. Sometimes she would randomly touch me, which I had gotten used to. Or she did this one thing, where she would wrap an arm around mine, lean into me and nuzzle her head into my bicep. Sometimes I would even put an arm around her, or return the affection in some way. We both knew we liked each other, but we were walking on dangerous ground. Even so, physical touch and general companionship had become common between us.
But, that Friday when she had flung herself at me, the way she jumped and the way I had to catch her, had caused my hand to end up between her legs. Not my fault, honest. She was wearing a pair of maroon corduroys with her green hoody and a hello kitty shirt. I almost dropped her, so I had basically just grabbed for anything I could grasp because I didn’t want her to fall. So I sort of caught her in the position you may carry a two-year old. She was positioned over my right hip and her legs were on either side of me, and her arms were locked over my shoulders. When I caught her, my right hand had become tucked beneath her tight little bottom, cupping that sweet soft paradise between her legs from underneath. I had caught her one handed. She was probably around sixty pounds (27kg). She was so light that it wasn’t a challenge. Also, I was still jacked from lacrosse, so sixty pounds felt like twenty pounds. I had gotten really thin, but I had also maintained the muscle for a little while. There was a lot going on that day, so no one noticed us for the few seconds (that felt like a blissful eternity) where we stayed in that position gazing at each other. With her light grey eyes looking into mine, a coy smile began to form. I began to feel my body temperature rise. I thought I felt her body start to warm up too. It may have been me heating up her petite frame, but she did seem a little flushed. My heart rate quickened and I began to get hard. She noticed both. She laid her head on my shoulder and I felt her warm lips on my neck. I knew she felt my thunderous heartbeat, but I couldn’t help that. She felt me beginning to press through my pants against the inside of her thigh, which was clamped around me. She looked down with a puzzled face for a second, then looked back at me and grinned. I could feel myself blushing.
She had her arms locked around the back of my neck. She removed her right hand, leaving her left hand around the back of my shoulder. She put her right hand on my chest and made one soft downward stroke to my lower sternum. She looks at me and licks her lips once.
“Umm, thanks for not dropping me. That was close”, she said.
“Uh… ya, no problem. I didn’t want you to get hurt”, was all I could manage to say as I snapped out of our trance and let her down. After a moment, she completely brushed it off and hugged me like usual. Except this time she was purposely pressing up tight against my boner and began slowly brush her tummy against it in a circular motion. I think she just wanted to feel it out of curiosity, but man it felt so good.
I looked down, and she was pressed up against me as close as possible, looking directly up at me. She had to do that so she didn’t dig her chin into my chest. My little babydoll could just barely get her arms around me. She licked her soft pink lips. They were so small, but looked so enticing. She then began sucking on her bottom lip. I wanted to feel the moist warmth of her lips against mine. The more time I spent with her, the more I became okay with that part of me that so badly wanted her. She began to sway her hips back and forth again, rubbing herself against my titanium erection, which was so hard at this point; I’m surprised it didn’t tear through my clothes like the incredible hulk. I let a single groan escape as she used her body to massage me through my jeans.
“Hey, um … I heard there is a basement here”, she said.
“Ya, it’s just through that door; but there’s not much down there”, I responded. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt like everyone in the room could hear it. My pulse felt like a Japanese taiko drum. I could feel it in every inch of me, and I knew she could too.
“Hmm, I’ve never seen it. Can you show it to me?” she asked. I began to make excuses. I was afraid of being alone with her in the state I was in. But she said “PLEASE?” and hugged me tighter, snuggling herself into my chest. That did it for me. I couldn’t resist her. I was so turned on by this sexy little fox; that I didn’t care WHAT happened anymore. All I knew is I wanted to fuck her. I would not take it by force. I am not like that at all, but I wanted so badly to fuck her. I wanted to start fucking her and never stop until we died. I wanted every inch of her pubescent body and every ounce of her love. I wanted to explore that tiny frame and feel the bliss beneath those clothes. I wanted to please her so much, that she couldn’t even think a tangible thought. But honestly, as glorious as it was in my head, I had never had sex or gotten physically intimate before. I was almost 18 and still a virgin. But we went down there, and there is a bunch of random stuff. The building was new so it was clean down there, and it was almost a finished basement. There was carpet and stuff.
We went over to the cheerleading mats and sat down. There was a window at the end, so there was light in there. As we sat there, she asked to see my hand and I obliged. She drew a little heart with a smiley face in it. I smiled and said thanks. Still holding my hand, she leaned into me, resting her head on me. In response I put my arm around her. She had to feel how sweaty my palms were. I think she was waiting for me to make a move but I was so petrified that I couldn’t do a whole lot of anything. She must have got tired of waiting. She spoke after what seemed like an eternity of silence.
“…Do you like girls?” she asked. Sort of a stupid question, but I guess she couldn’t think of a better way to break the silence.
“Uh, ya... of course I do”, I said.
“Are you going out with a girl?” she asked.
“No…” I responded. She rubbed my hand and put her palm flat against mine. Her fingers ended at my first knuckle.
“Why not?” she asked.
“Uhh… I don’t know” I said. “I guess, all the girls I have liked were either taken or don’t like me back like that” I said.
“Oh….. but you HAVE dated a girl before, right?” she inquired.
“Ya, I have before. Just not currently”, I said. She nodded, understanding.
She was quiet for a little, probably waiting for me to make the move again. Looking back, I shake my head. I was so completely petrified of the situation I was in, and this eleven year old girl who was smaller than me and younger than me; had more balls than I did. She sighs.
“Have you ever….BEEN with a girl before?” she asked. She turned to me, and her cloudy grey eyes seemed to sparkle from the soft glow coming in the small window. I was scared to answer that question. She was squeezing my hand, which I’m not sure if she was aware of.
“Umm... I...... uh, no. I haven’t”, was all I could manage. “…Why, have you ever… ?” I asked. I don’t know why I asked an eleven year old that, but I did.
“No I haven’t. I have heard people talk about it though”, she said. “Why haven’t you ever…..” she trailed off, not fully comfortable enough with the rest of the sentence to finish it. “Do you just not want to?”
“No, that’s not it at all. I just… I don’t know. I guess I want the person to be special. I want it to mean something, I guess”, I said. Which was, and still is the truth.
“Oh…..” she trailed off again. “Do you think I am special?” she asked.
“Of course you are”, I said. “That’s why I like you so much”. I finished. She straightened up and smiled, glowing with excitement, so happy to receive the affirmation. She turned her head to me and gave me a big hug. She stayed there for a second, resting her chin on my chest.
“Am I REALLY special?” she asked. “Or are you just saying that?”
“You ARE really special”, I said and gave her hand a squeeze. “I’m not a liar, and I’m not trying to become one” I finished. She bounced with excitement and hugged me tighter.
“Am I… THAT kind of special?” she asked. I struggled for words.
“You are very special. You are one of the most special girls I know”, I said and softly rubbed her back.
“You’re special to me too”, she said. “You’re the nicest, coolest boy I’ve ever met”, she finished. She put a hand on my thigh and began to stroke my leg. I didn’t really know how to take the compliment, nor how to respond. I was amused that she called me a boy though, as I am seven years older than her.
“Thanks”, I said. “You’re the cutest, sweetest girl I’ve met” I finished. She giggled and bounced with joy, so happy to have my approval. My amber-haired angel was so adorable and cute. A few silent seconds passed. She sat up and looked up at me. She began to fiddle with the string on my hoody.
“Do you want to…….try it?” she asked. “……like with me?”
I was so scared. Looking for any excuse; fighting so hard to say no, but nothing came to mind. All I could do was surrender and nod. She took my hand again, hers was sweaty and clammy. I could tell she was nervous and excited just like me. With my right hand in her left, she arched her back to straighten up, and leaned in to kiss me. At first I sort of avoided her, not sure if I should; but she was nuzzling her head into my neck. It was then that I gave in. I faced her and began to kiss her. The first contact with the moist oasis of her mouth was so heavenly. We started pretty tame. Both of us were inexperienced. After a minute we developed a rhythm. I began to plunge my tongue deeper into her mouth. She picked up quickly and began to do the same. She tasted so sweet. I think she drank something sweet just prior, and I could taste it on her tongue.
I moved to the side to face her better. I put my arm on her back between her shoulders. I put the other one against her belly which is so tight and flat. I slowly ran my hand up her near-flat chest, and felt the tightness of her nubile body. She was so slender I could feel the contour of all her muscles. I helped her out of her hoody. She got up and stood in front of me, facing me. From my position, I was about eye level with her shoulder. I put a hand around her back again and pulled her toward me a little. I ran a hand up her back and ran it through her copper hair as we continued to exchange saliva. I pulled away and watched her squirming around with her eyes closed as I ran my hands through her hair and over her stomach and chest. When I pulled her in, my knee went between her legs. She was now straddling it, and using it to slowly massage herself down there, and I was about ready to explode then and there. I leaned forward, lifted her shirt slightly, and kissed her belly button. I put my hands on her little ass cheeks and lightly squeezed. She let out a small gasp and giggled a little. She softly moaned as I massaged her bottom, and made small kisses that lead up from her belly button to her chest, up her neck, and to her lips again.
Using me for support, she took her shoes off. I lightly stroked her all over as she did. I pulled her in again and resumed kissing her belly button. I backed away for a second and she unbuttoned her pants and left the rest to me. I slowly unzipped them and she helps me pull them down, to reveal a tiny pair of cute purple and yellow panties with hearts and flowers on them. There was already a small wet spot. Once again I gripped her perfect supple little asscheeks and pressed her into me. I took a huge sniff as I pressed my lips against her slit through her panties. She drew in a sharp breath, and moaned as she clawed the back of my head. She was now just wearing the panties and a spaghetti strap tank that she wore underneath her shirt. Her chest was almost completely flat, but she was smart enough to have a little padding so her nipples didn’t poke through.
I stood up and pulled her in for a hug. She stood on my toes so she could better reach my lips. She was still short, and shorter now that her shoes were off. Standing on my toes she got on her tip toes and stretched up as far as she could. I easliy picked her up and bought her face level with mine. I supported her bottom, but she had her legs tightly wrapped around me. She had one hand was over my shoulder behind my neck, and another on my chest. As we explored each others’ mouths, she removed her arms from around my shoulders, trusting me to hold her up; and placed them on the sides of my head as she passionately dove deeper into my mouth. She couldn't get too far with her small tongue. She certainly had a natural instinct on how to use it though. She was flicking it around inside my mouth with enthusiasm. After a minute I let her down. She slowly slid her hand down until it was at my belt line. Bringing her other arm down with it, she hooked both hands on my pants. She looked down and back up at me. I was clearly visible through my pants, and she was pressed up against me, so she could feel it anyway.
“Can I see it?” she asked.
At the time I was only about 5 and a half inches (about 13cm). I wasn’t very big. I have grown since, so it’s bigger now. But, I was about to protest; then a thought came into my head. ‘She has never had sex. She has no idea how big or small a penis should be’. For some reason that came through and gave me the courage I needed. I nodded and she leaned back as she unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them. As soon as it was free of my jeans, My rock-hard boner made a tent of my boxer briefs. Her eyes grew wide with excitement and curiosity. She slightly opened her mouth and drew in a breath. I saw she was breathing quite heavy as she pulled my boxers down. When they were down far enough, my erect unit sprang up to meet her. She jumped a little and let a small gasp escape. She looked at it with wonder, as she reached her hand closer to it. She stopped, backed off, and looked up at me.
“Can I touch it?” she asked.
"mhmm", I said and nodded. Looking down, she inspected it with curiosity. She tentatively reached out and touched it and it jumped. She quickly pulled her hand away. I told her it was okay and lovingly brushed her cheek, and she got back to it.
“I thought boys were supposed to have hair down here”, she said.
“Everyone does, boys and girls”, I said between breaths. “I just shave mine” I said. She giggled.
“You’ll understand soon”, I said. She nodded, smiling. She gripped the base of my shaft.
“I can feel it moving.” She said with amazement. “It’s like…thumping”, she said.
“It is my heartbeat, sweetie. That is how it stays up like that”, I said. She nodded, understanding.
“……What are we supposed to do?” she asked. “……Am I supposed to put it in my mouth?” she asked; her tiny hand still squeezing the base.
“You can”, I said. “But first if you want to take those panties off, I will tell you what we do”, I said. I was now only wearing a T-shirt. I took off my shoes and socks.
Almost instinctively she turned her back to me, and slowly lowered the panties down her perfectly plumped bottom. She displayed herself to me as she pulled them slowly down her perfect little ass. The contours of her arched back were immaculate. She had her legs spread a little wider than he shoulder, and she poked her butt out and arched her back as she bent down. Such a gorgeous little beauty, she was. So fresh and small. There wasn’t a spare pound on this skinny little girl. I leaned forward so her heavenly tight butt cheeks were right in front of my face. As she bent over to take her panties completely off, I leaned forward and began rubbing my face up and down the sweet oasis between her legs. It was bliss. She smelled so divine. I wanted to bottle that smell, spin it into silk, and sleep in it every night. She started making sharp inhale moans.
“I feel all warm down there” she said between breaths. Leaving my hands on her ass, I sit up and she looks back at me. “It’s like there is something hot in my stomach and it is kind of itchy a little bit. Like it tingles” she said. I didn’t know a thing about that, so I didn’t have anything for her. So I just said;
“mhmm. You taste so good”, as I sat up. She turned back around to face me.
“Really?” she asked. “Like what?”
“I don’t know”, I said. “But you taste so good”. She turned around and I saw the tiniest, tightest, most pristine hairless labial lipsI had ever seen. There was no slack whatsoever. Her lips were a perfect pink little vertical line, so tight that it looked like it was drawn on with lipstick. Her lips had puffed out from her arousal, and she was already wet. I could see a little moisture glistening near her entrance. I touched it with my hand for the first time and it was heavenly. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. She was soft and warm, her moisture softening my touch. I then began to rub her up and down and she had instantly had weak knees as she toppled into me, clutching my shoulder for support. I held her petite frame up as she continued to squrim. I sucked one of my fingers to taste her. Her juice tasted so sweet, just like her mouth. She took my hand and put my middle finger in her mouth so she could taste it herself.
“Mmm”, she said “Wow, it’s so sweet. That’s so weird!” she said, now more comfortable with this whole thing.
“I told you” I said.
“Mhmm, I want to taste YOU now”, she said, and like a picture of perfection; she got down on her knees, with only her the bottoms of her toes and her knees touching the mat. She grasped my throbbing shaft once more and gave it a squeeze. I lurched forward as my muscles tightened, ready to burst. She quickly retracted, thinking she hurt me.
“Sorry!”, she said instantly, before I could say anything.
“It’s okay Skye. That’s what happens when someone makes someone else feel really good”, I said as I stroked the side of her head, lovingly. At that, she straightened up and smiled. I felt like I should warn her now about what to expect. I was so close to cumming and I didn’t want her to be startled by it.
“Wait”, I said. And like a good little girl she gave me her full attention, looking up at me and awaiting my next command. “When a girl makes a guy feel really good, he will squirt white stuff out of there” I said. Still looking up at me, she nodded in understanding.
“Ya, I have heard people talk about it; but we are supposed to learn about this stuff later this year”, she said. I looked down at this beautiful little bronze-haired nymphet sitting on her knees looking up at me; and smiled.
“It seems we get to start you a little early”, I said and followed it with a small laugh. I would later go on to explain sex to her in detail, but now wasn’t the time for that. She smiled and giggled, her fingers still around my shaft. She stood up and sat on my knee like I was santa, and put an arm around me. I lightly rubbed her back and admired her naturally hairless body.
“I’m happy that you are here with me”, she said as she took my hand and held it. “I always feel good when you’re around. You always make me feel happy and safe”, she finished.
“I’m happy you are here too” I said. “Ever since we met, I thought you were beautiful and amazing” I finished, stroking her hair and cheek. She smiled again giggled. I looked into her granite-colored eyes and went back to the semen conversation.
“But the white stuff, people call it cum. It’s not just watery stuff. Well sometimes it is, but it’s sort of thicker and kind of gooey”, I said and she nodded again bringing her attention back to my aching erection, which felt like it had turned to stone. She got back down on her knee and began to stroke it up and down slowly. She first touched the tip to the outside of her lips. The second her lips touched me, I groaned loudly. Next, she opened her cute mouth the smallest bit, and touched it to her tongue for just a moment before she put the head into her mouth. She didn’t know what to do, so she just sort of left her head in the same spot. She was flicking her tongue around, exploring the shape and feel of me in her mouth, which drove me insane. A carnal part of me wanted to grab her hair and start fucking her throat so hard that she would start crying and pass out. But I ignored that avaricious urge. That stuff was reserved for fantasy land. She started to slow down, eventually coming to a stop; not really knowing how to continue. Not wanting her to feel bad, I tried to nudge her in the right direction. I didn't want to simply instruct her. I wanted her to feel the sense of accomplishment from achieving it on her own. I thought she would feel better about herself if I encouraged her rather than instructed her. She was only eleven after all. She shouldn’t really know yet, anyway. She was about to.
“It feels really good when you move your head forward and backward and suck it like a Popsicle”, I said. With my head still in her mouth she nodded again, and began to move back and forth about two inches. I was already so close to cumming, so I slowed her down with my hand.
“I’m going to put my hand on your head and help you. I won’t hurt you, so don’t be afraid okay?”, I said and she nodded and said “Mhmm” with my cock still halfway submerged in her tiny mouth. That alone almost made me explode. She was giving me a little bit of teeth, but it was actually sort of nice. She wasn’t biting me or pinching me, it was like a soft scratch. She looked so cute as her cheeks puffed up when she took me in. She had her lips closed as tight as they could, around my shaft. It looked cute and felt amazing. I put a hand on the back of her head with my thumb hooked around her rusty colored ponytail and pressed her head further down my shaft. At first she instinctually panicked, but I let up and eased back in. She quickly relaxed.
“Oh my God, Skye that feels so good. I’m about to cum”, I said. And contrary to what I thought she would do, she gave me a devious look and enthusiastically increased her speed and even started taking me deeper into her throat. I felt my muscles tighten, as she started sucking hard on my head and started making a “mmmmmmmmmmmmmm” sound, as she rapidly stroked my saliva covered shaft. That was the last straw. I leaned back and grunted as I exploded the biggest load I had ever had at that point into her mouth. Again, I thought she would cough and spit it out, but she began sucking harder; her luscious lips around my head milking me for every last drop. I didn’t notice that I had grabbed onto her fox-colored ponytail and was holding her head there. There was so much cum that it started coming out of the corners of her mouth and running down her chin, dripping onto her chest. Her mouth was smaller than a normal woman’s so the load probably took up more space. I see her evaluating it as she held it in her mouth and inspected the taste. Her mouth was so full that she couldn't really make words, but I could tell what she was saying. She tilted her head back so as not to spill any
“It’s good” she said “Salty”. “You want some?” she asked. At first I was grossed out by the prospect, but I had never tried it, so I figured what the hell. I pulled her toward me and locked lips with her as she transferred some of my seed into my mouth. It was pretty bland, diluted, and maybe even sweetened by her saliva. Our lips broke away for a moment.
I held her chin and tilted her head back. As If she anticipated what I was doing, she opened her mouth and looked me in the eyes as I poured the cum from my mouth back into hers. Most of it went it her mouth, but some of it spilled over. I was not exact, but she had quickly moved to catch as much of it as possible. Such an enthusiastic little girl my sweet Skyler was! With her mouth still full, she tilted her head back again and said;
“What do I do with it?” she asked pointing to her mouth “Do I swallow it?”
I nodded, pulled her toward me, and sat her down on my knee. She put her arm around my shoulder and I watched as my seed plunged down her throat into her stomach.
“Mmmm”, she said “Will I squirt stuff like that?” she asked. I had masturbated before obviously and seen plenty of porn so I knew that at least.
“Some girls do, but every girl is different. Even among the ones that do, some squirt a lot and some just have a little bit”. She nodded as I told her.
“So, do different guys squirt different amounts of cum?” she asked as I noticed the moisture between her legs soaking my thigh.
“Ya, I guess” I responded.
“I want to cum” she said, sounding determined. “I want to see if I squirt stuff. What do I do?” she asked. I give her a huge grin, excited at the thought that I finally get to REALLY explore her tiny body.
“Just lay down here”, I said as I patted the mats next to me. I easily picked her up and placed her gently onto the mat. I loved how small she was. I balled up my hoody, and put it under her head. Leaning over her, I stopped for a second and looked down at her. My little princess looked so cute lying there on her back. She started blushing when she saw me admire her. She looked into my eyes and giggled, chewing on the knuckle of her index finger. I leaned down and kissed her. She actually took her hand to the back of my head. She was really enjoying this! We broke for a brief second and I looked into her stormy irises. A few silent seconds pass as we look at each other.
“I love you” she said. I was sort of thrown off by it, but I did have strong feelings for her also.
“I love you too”, I responded as she lit up with joy. She began giggling again. I kissed her once again, and she was still glowing with the happiness of receiving my affection. “You’re so cute” I said. I continued kissing her. Her tongue was becoming braver now. It seemed to become hungrier for more. I moved my hand from behind her shoulder, and placed it on her chest right below her collarbone. Letting my fingertips slide along her perfect little body, I slid my hand down her near-flat chest. Her nipples seemed to sense my hand was near. They each stood up and hardened before my eyes, trying to catch my hand’s attention as it made its descent. I broke off from her perfect moist lips, and noticed how flushed she was. Her blood was pumping fast from her arousal, just like me. As I moved further down her perfectly flat, taut skin of her stomach; I felt the heat radiating from her lower abdomen. She started breathing louder and heavier as I got further down. I stopped just above her clit, which was now poking out a little. She let out her breath all at once, sounding like she had been holding it for a little while.
“You ARE really warm down here”, I said like a total idiot. She was still breathing heavy.
“I know”, she said, sounding breathless. “Just keep going”, she gasped. “Please, Just keep doing that”. I happily obliged. I lowered my hand and grazed her clit as I took my middle finger and ran it along her slick opening. She sucked in a sudden ragged breath as I made contact with her bulging clitoris. My precious little peach was so close to cumming, and I had barely done anything. She was squirming as I slowly massaged her moisture into her lips and the perfectly hairless surrounding area. The more I smeared it on her, the stronger the scent became. I moved my face close and inhaled the musky-sweet aroma. As I ran the tip of my tongue up her taut, labial lips, I started to probe her tight hole. I felt how puffed out her clitoris was, just begging for attention. She began to shudder and claw at the air and started making a soft high pitched moan. I eventually slowed down, so I could observe her and admire her beauty. She looked so cute, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her bottom lip, so close to climax. I start going so slow that I almost come to a stop. She releases a huge sigh followed by loud shallow breaths.
“Please…… come on….. ju…just…keep going, That…that feels so good!”, she said. I lowered my head and sped back up and that was it.
“Oh, OHHHH!” she wailed. I looked up and she was silent, but her face looked like she was still screaming. I feel her abdomen and thighs spasm and shudder. She clawed at the back of my head. I could feel her muscles contract as she clamped her thighs around my head. She began to flail and let out another loud wail as I feel a warm release of liquid on my tongue. She began heaving loudly as the fluid leaked out of her opening and into my mouth. She would jump and squirm whenever I began lapping it up. She had squirted a decent amount. Nothing like you see in the pornos with the girls that look like a fire hose, but a nice little shower. Probably enough to fill a NyQuil cap most of the way. She remained there, coming down from her first orgasm. Sweat had beaded up on her forehead, and she was laying there with her eyes closed and her hands above her head. The skin surrounding her vagina was flushed. I kissed her lips one last time, and she jumped; still sensitive from her orgasm. I put my hands on her thighs and slide them upward. Over her hips, past her abdomen and chest, and up her arms until I held her hands; interlocking her fingers with mine. She opened her eyes and looked up at me.
“That was…amazing”, she said. I nodded; her fluid still in my mouth. I point to my mouth, and like the good little girl she is; she opens hers. Not wanting to give her all of it, I lean down and let about half of it drip into her mouth. She looks around quizzically as she inspects the flavor. She swallows, and opens up to show me just like girls in porn. I smiled at her and she giggled and wiped her mouth. She opened her mouth back up and sticks her tongue out, in invitation.. I take a small swallow, then about a foot above her head, I let the rest drip onto her. A lot of it went on her face, She giggled and playfully jerked her head around a little as she received the small shower. A good amount did make it into her mouth. I swallowed the last bit and bent down the rest of the way and lick her cum off her face. She had wrapped her legs around me as much as they could be. She was so tiny, that she had some difficulty even touching her toes together with her legs around me in the position we were in. I slid a hand underneath her shoulder and brought he closer to me. She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck, and pulled herself up for a kiss. After a minute, she pulls away and looks at me with those icy irises of hers. I slid my hand under her tiny bottom and lifted her off the mat and laid her across my lap. I supported her head and torso and cradled her in my arms. I brushed her bronze bangs to the size, and caressed her cheek with the back of my hand. She brought her hand up to her face, and slid it into mine; interlocking her fingers with mine.
“I love you”, she says again, and follows it with a shy smile. Once again I return the salutation. I did love her, but I wasn’t certain about anything anymore. The whole thing felt like a dream. From when we met, all the way up until then, and all the weeks in between.
“I love you too, hun”, I said and kissed her forehead.
“There is one more thing we can do that will feel really good for both of us”.
“Okay” she said. Still holding my hand, she nuzzled into the shoulder of my arm that was cradling her. . Her tiny frame was so snug and cozy against mine. As I stroked her pumpkin-colored hair, I began to slowly rock her from side to side and started to tell her what to expect.
“What we are about to do feels REALLY good” I said. “But for girls it will hurt a tiny bit for just a second; then it feels really good”. I just wanted to warn her so she didn’t panic.
“mhmm”, she said. She was giving me her full attention, but I could tell she was felt so safe and relaxed in my arms. She leaned her head back to look at me, and once again, like a deer in the headlights; I got lost in her shiny-grey eyes. “I know because it has happened before. That’s okay though. I like being with you”, she said.
“Wait, it’s happened before?” I asked, confused. “When? How?”
“When I was little, I tried to look….. up there” she said. “I couldn’t see too far in, so I stuck the end of a hairbrush in to find out what it was like up there”. She paused, remembering the event. “I hit something, and I didn’t understand how there was like…a wall there. So I backed it up and pushed it through and it hurt. It pinched like pulling a scab when the skin is still alive, but a little worse. It made me bleed a little bit, and I got scared and ran to my mom”. I nodded, and brushed a few strands of her bangs out of her face. “is that…….okay?” she asked. “I haven’t done that since then I swear. It hurt, so I was afraid to go near it for a long time” she said. I laughed a little. My little princess was so eager to please me.
“Ya, that’s fine. That means it won’t hurt this time. It only happens once, then it never happens again”, I said.
“Really?” she asked “That’s good…..right? It’s not, isn’t it? I’m sorry” she said and looked away from me. Her chin started to quiver, and I saw the glint of tears forming in her eye.
“Hey, hey, hey. It’s completely okay”, I told her, and she looked back at me, looking hopeful. “I was actually afraid of having to do that to you, so I’m glad it is passed already”. She smiled as wiped the tears from her eyes. I stroked the side of her head, running my knuckles over her carrot-colored hair. “I don’t want to hurt you. I’m glad I don’t have to now”, I said softly; trying to lift her spirits a little. She nuzzled into me again.
“You’re amazing”, she said. I still sort of had lower self-esteem so I didn’t take compliments very well. I laughed awkwardly.
“You’re the amazing one, Pumpkin-head”, I responded and playfully pushed her head to the side a little. She smiled and hugged me again, nuzzling her head into the crook of my shoulder. We stayed like that for a minute.
“You know…. If you had to do that… you know, make me bleed like that… that would be okay. I know you wouldn’t hurt me”, she said. I nodded and laid her back down and propped her head up on my hoody again. As if she knew again, what I was going to do, she opened her legs and presented her sweet pink paradise to me, already moistening again and puffed out in anticipation. I had pretty much stayed hard this whole time. I softened up a little while we were talking but I sprang back up when it was time for business again.
“The great thing is, I don’t have to”, I said as I rested the bottom of my shaft on top her lips. She bent her head back and groaned when I made contact. I slowly started moving my hips back and forth, and let the length of my shaft slide up and down her slick opening. Every time I got to the end of a thrust, I felt her swollen clitoris tickle the tip of my head. She could have gotten me to cum just like that. Her breath began to deepen.
“I’m going to put it in now, okay?” I said. I don’t really know why. Probably would kill the mood with a regular girl, but I guess I have always been a respectful person and I wasn’t about to just do it without her permission.
“Okay” she says while she lets out a heavy sigh, making her sound breathless. I was already just resting on top of her lips. I could feel the warmth of her arousal, and I could see a little flush in her. Her milky-white skin, almost flawless. Unlike many redheads, my little princess of pleasure had hardly any. Probably less than me, and I barely have any. I had my left hand over her right shoulder. I put my right palm on the flat perfection of her stomach. I traced the rim of her belly button with my index finger. She giggled and smiled at me, clearly a little ticklish in the stomach. I rested my palm on her belly putting almost no pressure down on her. I tried to get it in with no hands at first, but she was seriously so tight that I actually had difficulty getting inside her. The combination of her wetness, and her tightness; made it difficult for me to enter her with no hands. So, I pretended like I was leaning in to kiss her. She put her left hand around the wrist of my hand that was resting on her stomach. As I broke away, she started gently stroking my hand and forearm.
I removed my hand from her stomach to help guide myself into her. First I stuck a finger in. I didn’t really know what I was doing, but I thought it would be better if it was wet so I sucked on my finger, making sure my nail wasn’t too long. They never really are. I’m sort of a clean freak so they’re always clipped. I rubbed her lips with my index finger a few times, and then I stopped in the middle. Slowly, I began to submerge my finger into her warm sanctuary. The skin surrounding her lips was all so soft, like an earlobe. I could feel her hips obviously, but right near her sweet slit was all soft skin. I had fun for a minute just massaging it around, and kneading it. I then removed my finger and sucked on it. Once again, she tasted as sweet as she looked. I used my hand to guide my head to her. Her lips were pristine, hairless, perfectly pink, and plumped up. I put the tip in, and it was out of this world. I had never felt anything so amazing. I look down and slowly push it in to the end of the head. My sweet little Skyler moaned as she felt it. She had her arm wrapped around my left arm which I was using to prop myself up. She had her arm around it, and she was burying her face into it. I proceeded to inch my way in slowly, trying to be wary not to hurt her or startle her. Every time I stopped she looked down at me as if to say “Why are you stopping?”. I would smile at her and continue forward, and she would bury her face in my arm again. It didn’t take too long, because like I said; I was not at a very impressive size then, but it was perfect for her. I wasn’t TOO worried, because I didn’t kid myself into thinking I was bigger than I was, but I was wary that I didn’t want to stretch her or cause her any pain or discomfort. What I wanted most was to make her feel as good as I possibly could. Happy that she was happy, her pleasure was cheering me on. I have always been a giver. A valuable thing, in a world full of takers.
I get it in as far as I could, and my bronze-haired beauty let out a sigh of gratification. Even with my unimpressive size, she was really tight. An excellent first sexual experience for both of us I think. I slowly began to pull out until I got to the bottom of my head, then I pushed forward again. I did this, slowly picking up speed until I developed a slow steady rhythm. As I pick up speed a little more, it starts making slurping and sucking sounds. Her walls were clinging to me so tight that there was no space for air to pass. I lovingly went in and out of her at a comfortable pace for both of us. She was helping the thrusts by using her legs to pull me into her. I took that as a hint that it was okay to speed up some more. She grabbed my wrist that I was using to support myself, and squeezed it harder as she got closer to climax. As soon as I felt her shudder, I picked her up; holding her up by her armpits. I sat her up straight on my lap. Still facing me, she put her arms around my shoulders. I put my arms under her thighs and squeezed her tight little cock-filled bottom as I lifted her up and down on my shaft. Her ecstacy intensified with the sudden change in position. Luckily there had been a lot of noise upstairs this whole time, because she started to wail loudly. Her voice was shaky because she was bouncing up and down.
“Ah ah ah Ahh-hh-ahhhh-hhh ah--!”. I got worried that we might be heard, so I quickly locked lips with her to contain the sound. She seemed to like that, because she let go of my shoulders and placed her hands on the sides of my head as we passionately devoured each-other. She was reaching the height of her climax, and so was I. She pulled her mouth away and starts to howl in a shaky high-pitched voice, that sort of sounded like she was crying.
“Skye, you have to be quiet”, I said; fearful that we would be discovered if she was too loud. She buried her face into where my neck meets my shoulder to muffle her cries. “Oh man. Skye, sweetie; I’m going to cum. Baby, you feel so amazing. She had been biting, sucking, and kissing my neck. She pulled away.
“Come on. Cum in me”, she said in a shaky voice, so close to climax. She sounded breathless, and her voice was shaky like as if she was shivering. Her breath was coming in sharp shallow gasps. I happily obliged her and grunted as I started hit climax. At that time she shoved her face back into my shoulder and we both let out cries of ecstasy. She clawed at my back with her hand that looped under my arm. She didn't have any nails, so I didn't hurt or anything. She was clutching a fistful of my hair with her other hand which was over my shoulder. With her face buried in the nape of my neck; she started to quake and shudder. Her insides quivered against me which was the last bit of stimulus that set me off. I sent jet after jet of warm cum straight up into her cervix. I could feel the space inside her tighten as she was filled by my hot seed. Skyler let out several heaving breaths followed by sharp inhales, which eventually became sighs when she came down from her orgasm. We stayed there for a minute, just recollecting ourselves. She had rested her head on my shoulder and I had been stroking her hair as we let our hearts recover. We were still sitting there. I was softening up but I was still inside her. When I get almost completely soft, she sat up and my head pops out; and out comes a waterfall of our cum cocktail. About half of it spills onto my cock, starting to make it hard again. She cupped her hand to catch the rest. The scent of it was so strong. Both of us were mixed around in there. Sweat, saliva, cum, and just about everything. She had a small pool of it in her palm. She went to pour it into her mouth.
“Wait”, I said. I took her wrist and poured it into my own mouth. She sat back on my lap, met her lips with mine and sucked out about half of it. We both swallowed our share of our concoction and continued to kiss. She slid off my lap and onto the mat. Sitting with her knees bend and her feet underneath her; she backed up. My adorable little angel bent down and lowered her face down near the mat to lick me clean. She had her perfect little bottom sticking up in the air, and she was wagging it back and forth as she played around with me in her mouth. She picked up speed, and I was still sensitive so I came pretty fast. I sent a single small watery squirt into her mouth. She squealed and let out muffled giggles that sounded like "Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm".
Still massaging my head with the lubrication I provided, Skyler tilted her head back and smiled at me, as much as she could with her mouth full. She was looking up at me as she had me half-way buried psat her lips. She brought her lips to the head, sucked out the last drop, then pulls it out with a *pop*. She smiled up at me and giggled. Holding my cock in her hand, she kissed the head one last time and sat back up.
“We should get cleaned up”, I said. She didn’t say anything, she just looked at me with her hands on my shoulders. Luckily there was a bin of towels down there. “Come on, Pumpkin” I said and gave her a light spank. I lifted her up and carried her small, naked body over to the towel bin. On the way she kissed my neck and the side of my face. She laid her soft hand on my cheek opposite of her and kissed my cheek and mouth. I sat her on a file cabinet and grabbed a few towels. I took one and wiped my face off. I went over to her and started wiping her down. I took one of her feet which were dangling over the edge and massaged it with the towel. I brought it to my mouth and kissed her foot and ankle before working my way up her legs to her thighs. I slid a hand between her legs and cupped her little bottom so I could lift her off the cabinet and put a towel down. I continued to wipe off her hips and between her legs. I lifted her up and wiped her cute little bottom, and gently cleaned her vagina and her pelvis. I worked my way up her chest and ticlked her nipples with the towel for a second. She giggled and moaned, and playfully shoved a towel in my face. I finished her chest and wiped off her back. I got a fresh towel and wiped her face down. I wiped her, and in between I said “You. Are. Beau-Ti-Ful”, and kissed her each time. Her hair was still a little sweaty, so I dabbed it down and put the towel around her shoulders and laid her hair on it. She leaned forward and hugged me. Her mouth was right near my ear.
“I love you”, she says softly. One more time, as if I didn’t get it by now. “You are the most amazing guy ever. I want to be with you forever”. I was happy to make her first sexual experience a fulfilling one, and if she needed me to be a longtime companion; I was happy to acquiesce
“I love you too, my ginger princess”, I said and kissed one of her knees. She took my hand and held it. I let her hang onto it, because she wanted to; but it was making wiping myself down a little difficult so I kissed the back of her hand like she was royalty, and placed it on her lap so I could have two free hands to wipe myself off.
When I was as clean as I would get, I picked Skyler up again, and carried her over to the mats where we were. I first wiped down the mats, then I put towels down. I put on my boxers and shirt. Then I helped her back into her clothes. She raised her arms and I put her spaghetti strap top on over her head. Her hair had mostly dried up so she put it back in a ponytail, while she waited for me to dress her. Piece by piece I clothed her again. I took her little panties and put them up to my face and gave them a huge wiff before helping her step into them, and pulling them up her short, slender legs. Pulling her panties over her hips, I ran fingers underneath the elastic so they didn't ride up. I sat her down on the mats and put her socks on her cute little feet. I massaged and kissed each one before pulling the sock over it., I put her socks on for her as if she was Cinderella and I was putting on her glass slipper. I took her corduroys and stood her up. She used my shoulder as support as I helped her step into them. We got her shirt, shoes, and hoody back on.
Then she helped me with my pants. I had put my own socks so they were all that was left besides shoes. I stepped into them myself, then she pulled them up pushed my boxers down from bunching up, giving my cock one last squeeze in the process. She gives it a rub through my boxers, then buttoned my jeans and zipped them up. She held my hoody up as I slid my arms through. She knelt in front of me, untied my shoes and placed them in front of me. She sat on her knees with her hands on her thighs as I stepped into them and tied them.
“Come here”, I said. So eager to please me, she scrambled up onto the mat next to me. I put an arm around her and rubbed her shoulder as she snuggled close to me and laid her head on me. “You ready to go back up?” I asked. She nodded and put her arms around my shoulders as I picked her up and carried her up the stairs. Before we open the door, I stood at the top of the stairs holding her in my arms; kissing her one last time. I pulled away and rubbed my nose against hers.
"You're such an amazing girl", I said. She smiled and blushed a little. I put her down before we got to the door. Luckily it was around a corner that isn’t visible unless you were right in front of the door. It was in a short hallway and it faced the opposite direction from the rest of the room, so no one saw us emerge from the basement. Taking her hand In mine, I opened the door and stepped through. We spent the rest of the afternoon snuggling, watching TV on the couch.
Read 3783 times | Rated 85.7 (35 votes)
Vote list (Close) :
PenKnave193 : POSITIVE
Please rate this text: