Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: It's been at least six months since Sam Watson's preteen girl friend Sara left Windy city Illinois with her mother and stepfather. Sara was a smart girl, she kept their older younger love affair secret. She never told anyone about the secret organization called The Society, or the pornographic photos and videos Sam took of her sucking his cock, even taking his hard cock up her young pussy as he fucks her, using his digital video web cam to catch their taboo porn action. Both Sam and Sara enjoyed sharing their sexual exploits online with members of The Society. Now since Sara left town, Sam needs a new girl to take her place. He's sad and lonely, everyday he fights thoughts of suicide. He desperately needs a new preteen lover. Note, this stories for open minded men and women. If your not open minded, don't read this story.|
Chapter One: A Walk In The Park
Now Sam and his two year old black Cocker spaniel named Blossom spend a lot of time walking the local neighborhood park and streets alone, looking for a girl to take Sara's place. But so far each girl he meets, cant compare to Sara. Today he's just about to leave the park, its getting late. Apparently all of the usual girls he's met at the park have gone home to their mothers and fathers. He whispers to his dog as they walk back towards the sidewalk that will eventually lead him back to his modest; old but well kept Victorian home.
"Well Blossom, looks like we go home alone. I'll give you a rawhide bone to chew on, then I'll go online and see if my friends in the society posted any new pics or videos of pretty young things doing nasty deeds for their boyfriends. Maybe that'll get my mind off Sara." Blossom suddenly barks at someone coming up the street on a bicycle. Sam's heartbeat quickened, as his eyes fall upon a beautiful sight. It's a young girl riding her pink stingray bike his way. As she comes closer, he figures the girl to be at least eleven years old.
She’s wearing her naturally curly brown hair cut shoulder length. Her eyes are hazel brown, she's smiling showing off a set of cute dimples. It's late June, she's dressed in a snug fitting blue tank top over a short floral print skirt, white tennis shoes with pink laces. She speaks as she stops her bike next to Sam and Blossom.
"Hi mister, does your cute little doggy bite. Can I pet him?" she says sounding unsure if she should try, knowing even cute puppy's like his dog bite from time to time. She doesn’t know Sam's cocker spaniel loves young girls almost as much as her master does. Sam feels the same feelings he had when he met Sara, he opens up his charming personality, wanting this sweet curly haired brunet to be his next girlfriend.
"Oh sure, go right ahead. Don't worry sweetheart, the only thing Blossom bites is her favorite toy." He flashes a charming smile, observing this cute four foot eight preteen from head to toe. Her floral print skirt hikes up as she climbs from her bike, briefly exposing the crotch of her pink panties: Sam's favorite color for girls panties of course.
"So sweetheart, are you the new girl on the block. I don't think I've seen you around here before today."
The girl knelt down to pet Blossom, he did the same. His eyes catch another glimpse of her panties. She giggles before answering his question, because Blossom stuck her cold nose between her legs. He thinks to himself, how lucky his dog is, she can get away with what he longs to do with this beautiful curly haired girl. She regained her composure, answering his question.
"Yes, mommy and me moved in two days ago. We finally got our beds and stuff set up. Now moms taking a nap. I decided to go check the park out."
He notices sadness in her eyes when she looks out over the park, not seeing any kids around the swings or the monkey bars. Her small shoulders slump she frowns
"I guess I'm too late. All the kids I saw out here before must've went home."
Sam takes advantage of the situation. "Hey, don't be sad there's still some daylight left," he places his hand on hers, she’s petting his dog. She looks into his trustful warm brown eyes.
"Hurry over to the swings, I'll push you a few times before it gets to late."
She smiles. "Thank you mister!!" She waste no time quickly climbing on her pink bike giving Sam an eyeful of her cameltoe, before riding away towards the empty park swings. Sam has a good feeling, he’s just met a good candidate for a girlfriend. He whispers quietly to his dog as he followed her to the swing sets.
"Come on Blossom, lets go find out what this vision of beauties name is. With any luck, I'll be sticking my nose between her legs next."
At the swings he helps the girl climb on the seat of an empty swing, his fingertips feel the lumps of her budding breast beneath her tank top. Not wanting to scare her off, he doesn’t let his fingers linger to long, he knows there'll be time for that later. In a kind voice he asks. "What's your name little girl."
"My names Lyla Summers," she looks back at him smiling. "What's your name?"
He pulls the swing back holding onto the chains near her slender hips, he pushes the swing forward.
"My names Sam Watson, and its very nice to meet you Lyla Summers."
She giggles with delight as her young body glide’s out high over the ground below.
"Weeeeee. This is so much fun," she exclaims. Her bare legs kick out helping the swing move back and forth. Sam steps in front of her, hoping to catch another glimpse of her cameltoe. She’s having so much fun swinging, she doesn’t see where his eyes are looking. As she swings upward, he grasps her by the ankles holding her there just long enough to take a quick examination of her cameltoe.
"Hey what are you doing Sam?" she giggles while he holds her by the ankles.
"I'm stopping you, so I can ask one more question,"
She giggles. "Well what do’ya wanna know Sam?" "Is your mommy married?"
Her expression turns sad thinking about the question.
"No she's not married. I don't know who my daddy is. Mom tells me, I'm a mistake, she never wanted to be pregnant with me."
What she said made him angry. "Your moms wrong baby, you're absolutely not a mistake." His reply made her smile, he pulls back on her ankles then lets her glide backwards. She giggles childishly as her body swung quickly up, then back towards Sam.
"I wish you were my daddy," she says. "Are you married. Do you have any kids."
He stands with eyes transfixed on her exposed panties.
"Nope, I'm free and single. My wife divorced me five years ago. We never had any children."
What he told her is true, he was married for ten years. Five years ago the wind left the sails of their marriage. He found out his wife was having an affair, they split, she didn't get a penny of alimony. His ex wife made a big mistake, because he became a wealthy man after his mother died, leaving him the family fortune. Not wanting to spend his wealth on an expensive home, he moved into the old Victorian style home he now lives in at this time. Lyla stopped swinging, stood quickly then ran towards the monkey bars.
"Come on Sam help me up on the monkey bars. I love climbing these things!"
Once again he cops a feel of her breast buds while lifting her to the highest bar. As she makes her way hand over hand across a series of multiple bars he asked.
"How old are you sweetheart." She doesn’t answer right away, he's completely delighted watching her hook her legs over one of the bars then turn upside down. Her floral print skirt flops over her midsection, exposing what the dress hid underneath. “I just turned eleven three weeks ago." She stayed upside down, pointing her finger at Sam. "How old are you Sammy."
She knows he’s looking at her exposed panties, but she doesn’t seem to care.
"I'm....a...I'm forty-five sweetheart." He's so turned on by the sight of her exposed panties, he has a hard time speaking. Dirty thoughts quickly turn his cock hard, he finds himself wanting Lyla even more then before. He hears Blossom barking at some teenage boys playing baseball in a fenced in baseball diamond behind them.
He calls Blossom, she came running back their way. He turns his attention back to Lyla, she's now sitting on top of the monkey bars with her legs spread wide.
"Hey sweetheart, its getting late and I'm hungry. Would you like to join me for dinner at my house?"
She thinks a minute, not sure if she should accept an invitation from a stranger. He thinks she'll decline, but to he delight she doesn’t.
"Yeah I'm hungry too. I know mom didn't go grocery shopping this week," she sighs and her shoulders slump once more. "We don't have anything to eat at home. Help me down from here, I'll go have dinner with you. I bet mommy's still asleep. She sleeps a lot these days, she'll probably still be asleep when I get home."
He helped her down. "Is your mom sick or something. Is that why she sleeps all the time."
Lyla sadly replies. "I guess she is. She takes lots of medicine, but I don't know why, she never sees a doctor. Her friend Bobby brings her lots of pills, but they're not in bottles, they're always in sandwich bags."
Now he knows why this little girl is so sad, her mother is most likely addicted to pain pills. America's new drug of choice. He took her by the hand, she smiled happily at him. "Come on sweetheart, lets go make dinner."
As they walk he thinks to himself. I'll be eating your sweet pussy for desert, I bet you taste sweet as peaches. Suddenly Blossom brushes against his leg, disturbing his fantasy.
"I better put you on a leash, before you get me a fine for running around the park like a wild dog."
Lyla helps him hold the rambunctious spaniel while he snaps her leash back in place.
"I love your dog Sam. I've always wanted a dog, but mom always says no."
Sam snuck a kiss on her cheek, she smiled although surprised by his sudden show of affection.
"You come to my house and play with Blossom any time you want, she loves pretty little girls like you. And so do I." he says charmingly.
Chapter Two: Having Sweet Lyla For Dessert
Sam's so happy Lyla accepted his invitation. He began preparing fried chicken, along with some freshly cooked veggies. From what Lyla told him about her drug addicted mother, he knows the poor kid most likely never eats a very healthy diet.
"Can I help?" she asks. "Sure. There's a bag of mixed salad in the fridge. Get that out, throw it in a bowl. There's a big tomato in the crisper, get that out, slice it up, then add that to the bowl of salad."
She found the bag of salad, and the tomato. He notices the young girls confusion, as she tries her best to slice the ripe tomato. She's somewhat short, at least 4’8. He steps behind her, she's holding the knife in her right hand, he places his hand on hers. His cock presses into the small of her back, and began growing hard.
"Here baby, I'll teach you how to slice a tomato." Helping her slice the tomato, he began pressing his tingling cock against her warm young back. "Ah, now that feels nice doesn’t it baby...I mean, that's how we slice a nice ripe tomato."
He’s no rapist; at least in his mind. He loves slowly seducing young girls, he's very good at it. He learned the art of seduction a long time ago, during his teenage years. It was back then when he discovered, his fetish for young girls. His preteen lover Sara left him six months ago. For six months he struggled with depression and thoughts of suicide. Lyla is just what he needs to quell these thoughts.
"Sam, can you move back a little. Your crushing me!" she says sounding a bit breathless. He looks down noticing he’s forcing his pelvis into his preteen friends back a little to hard. But now his cock is almost completely hard.
He wants to take this sweet girl to his bedroom, rip her panties off then fuck her like there's no tomorrow. He fights his urges, although he so wants to do what his inner thoughts tell him. Suddenly he hears grease in the frying pan sizzling loudly. He's heating it up for fried chicken, its sizzling and smoking. It will definitely catch fire soon, if he doesn't react now. He moves away quickly pulling the frying pan from the burner, joking nervously. "Whew, its getting hot in here, isn't it baby!!"
About an hour later dinner is ready, but not before he makes his first move to seduce Lyla. He lifts her up sitting her on the counter near the kitchen sink. She giggles nervously, not expecting her new adult friend to do what he did.
"Can I kiss you Lyla. Every since I first saw you riding your bike toward me this evening I've wanted to kiss those gorgeous lips of your's," he begs. "Can I please kiss you." She smiles shrugging her shoulders, not sure what to say.
"You wanna kiss me on the lips. Like a boyfriend kisses his girl friend kind’a kiss?"
He laughs. "Yes you've got that right. Just like a boyfriend kisses his girlfriend."
He slowly brings his lips to hers, she's sitting high enough on the kitchen counter for a proper kiss. She's about to speak, but his lips cover hers quelling her voice. She feels the warmth of his mouth on hers, she likes how it feels. She doesn't know what to do, she lets him show her. He gently parts his lips, letting the tip of his tongue touch her soft young lips. She feels his wet tongue gently licking her lips, it tickles she pulls away giggling. "Is that your tongue tickling me?"
He laughs amused at her reaction. "Yes I'm sorry babe. I guess you've never had anyone French kiss you before, have you?"
"That's a French kiss," giggle. "No I've never done that before. As a mater of fact, I've never kissed a boy on the lips before either.”
"Well I think its time you learn sweetheart." He gives her a gentle peck on the lips. Then instructs her on the proper way to kiss a man.
"Ok I'm not letting you down to eat dinner until you learn to kiss me the way I like to be kissed."
He lowers his lips to hers. He speaks letting his lips gently caress hers. She fights the urge to giggle, but he sounds very serious when talks.
"Part your lips, but just a little bit. When my lips touch yours, stick your tongue out, but just a little, let your tongue touch mine."
He kisses her once more. She opens her mouth, feeling his tongue touch her lips. She let her tongue touch his. She wants to pull away, she knows she shouldn't kiss a man like this. But there’s something about the gentle way he kisses her, she just cant pull away. Her childish curiosity won’t let her.
She thinks to herself. Kissing like boyfriend girlfriend, is kind of fun.
A warm rush of tingling pleasure flows down her spin, over her erect nipples and down between her legs. She's been warned not to touch her vagina, her mother slapped her hand away a few times when she caught her playing with her cunny, when she was very young. Since that time she’s never touched herself again.
She feels Sam's finger tips slip under the crotch piece of her panties. He pushes the tip of his index finger between the soft virgin folds of her cunt lips. She cant stop him, she suddenly loses control of her body. She begins pushing into his touch; not away. She knows what he's doing is supposed to be bad. But if its so bad. Why does it feel so good.
He feels her erotic reaction too, he brakes away from the taboo kiss, but keeps fingering her hairless cunt lips. Now he has about one quarter inch of a finger tip, buried between the folds of her virgin cunt lips. He whispers.
"You like how that feels, don't you baby. Spread your legs wide for me, let it happen. Its not bad, if feels good right baby girl?"
He looks into her half closed hazel brown eyes.
"Let it happen sweetheart, your body likes the way I'm loving you. Please don't move away, just let it happen. I promise, I have no intention of ever hurting you."
The way he spoke made her feel at ease, she spreads her legs wide for him. He kneels down on his knees, then pushes the crotch piece of her panties to one side. He began licking and sucking her musky sweet virgin cunt. She taste divine, her sex seems even sweeter then Sara's.
She doesn’t move away, her mind says run, but her young body say stay. He hears her childish moans of pleasure. Hearing her moan he sucks her clit harder, she came, he swallows every drop of her virgin girl cum. He stands up folding his arms around her, letting his preteen girl friends body shiver and shake from feelings of her very first orgasm. He softly whispers in her ear, still holding her trembling body.
"Did you like what I just did sweet baby. It didn't hurt one bit, did it?"
Her voice trembles. "I....think so....But I don't think you should do it again. It made me feel all funny inside."
Her reply made him laugh. "I think you like feeling all funny inside, just like my ex girlfriend Sara. She had mixed emotions when I kissed her cunny like that the first time too."
He kissed her on the lips then placed his hands under her arms, lifting her from the kitchen counter. "Come on, lets eat before dinner gets cold."
They ate dinner in silence. Sam worries maybe he moved to fast when he kissed her then ate her pussy in the kitchen. Lyla suddenly broke the silence.
"Why did you break up with that girl named Sara?"
"We broke up, because her mother and step dad moved to Wisconsin."
"Why didn't she stay with you. She was a grown-up, right. She didn't have to move with her parents?"
"No Sara's a few months older then you are. She had to go with her mom and dad," he said sadly.
She looked him over suspiciously. "Are you a child molester or something."
Sam expected her to quickly run from his home after asking this question, but instead of running away she just took another bite of her chicken leg, waiting for a reply.
He snickered nervously. "No baby, I'm not a child molester. I guess if I was to label myself, I'd call myself a girl lover. As a mater of fact, that's what all my online friends in The society call themselves as well."
"You have girl loving friends. Do they have young girlfriends too." she says curiously.
"Yes sweetheart. As a mater of fact, just before I met you at the park. I was going home to log on to my favorite web site. It's a special site where men like me, and girls as young as you go to chat. They also post special pictures and videos of themselves having sex."
"They have sex and let everyone watch," she blushed. "That's nasty, but can I see it. I'm curious, I didn't know there is a site like that."
He likes her reaction, its just what he's hoping for.
"Why sure come on follow me. I'll log on, but you'll need to close your eyes when I do that. I have a very secret password, I don't want you to know what it is. At least, not yet anyway."
Chapter Three: Showing Lyla To The Society
Sam keeps his computer on an old wooden office desk located in his bedroom. He turned the lights on as they enter the room. Lyla notices where they are and stops in the doorway, suddenly afraid to go any farther. She knows bedrooms aren't just for sleeping.
"Come on in babe. Have a seat on the bed, but close your eyes while I log in."
His charming voice makes her feel safe, she sat on the bed then closed her eyes.
"Don't open them until I say so; ok."
She smirks. "Ok, but this better be worth it buddy!"
"Oh yes baby. It will be worth it!" his reply sounds slightly sinister.
He admires the cute young girl with sensual desire before turning away to log on. Bringing the site up he then types his password in, the sites name comes up in bold black and gold lettering. Once logged in, several still pics, and a few unopened videos appear, ready to be opened and enjoyed by any open minded society member.
Lyla stays seated on his bed like a good girl, with her eyes closed tightly. Sam sneaks over gently touching his lips to hers. He loves kissing her, the girls soft warm lips are so addicting, she opened her eyes complaining.
"You just wanted to get me in here to kiss me, didn't you Sam.".
"Come over to my computer. No wait, not yet."
She watches him open a drawer on the desk. He pulls two masquerade style mask out. One mask is surly meant for a girl, its covered with silver sparkles, its designed to cover ones face from above the eyes to the bridge of the nose. The other mask is his, it’s a black Lone Ranger mask.
Sam slipped his mask on exclaiming. "Hi-yo silver away!"
Lyla’s most likely never heard of the Lone Ranger, but she laughed at her silly somewhat handsome older friend anyway. She likes his full head of salt & pepper grey hair, his kind brown eyes. And he's tall too, she likes tall men and boys. For some reason, even after he charmed her into letting him lick and suck her cunt she likes the old perverted guy. It all makes her wonder, if what her mother and the teachers at school say about men they call pedophiles. They make them all sound so evil, but she thinks Sam's definitely not evil: A little strange maybe, but not evil.
"Put your mask on Lyla. Our mask will make us anonymous to any unwanted site invaders. You'll see everyone who chats using a web cam wears some kind of mask. And hey, its fun right!” He took a seat and pats his lap.
"Sit here, get comfortable because. You're about to take the ride of your life baby."
She sat on his lap, looking at his computer screen she sees pictures of many different young girls, doing so many unspeakable things. Some pictures are of young girls sucking men's cocks. Others are of girls being fucked in different positions. Some are being fucked by multiple partners. One picture especially catches her eyes. There's a pretty red haired twelve year old. She's squatting over a man reverse cowgirl style, the man's cock is buried deep within the girls hairless pussy.
"Doesn't that hurt her." she asked. Sam hugged her steeling a kiss on her cheek.
"No as a mater of fact, that girl is a good friend of my friend Mr. B. "Here use the mouse. Click on the image. It's a video, her name is Cunt."
Lyla giggles. "Who names their daughter Cunt, that's a weird name."
"Her names not really Cunt, that's her online screen name. I don't know what her real name is."
She clicked on the picture, it quickly down loads. It has sound, the girl moans and pants as she rides the faceless adult like a porn star. Lyla's watching the video so intently, she doesn't notice Sam slipping his hand between her legs. She's sitting on his lap, her legs are spread. She feels his finger pushing the crotch of her panties aside. "Hey what are you doing!" she complains gigging at the same time.
He doesn’t pull his fingers away, he just whispers to her.
"Shhh baby girl. Don't worry about what I'm doing, just spread your pretty legs and enjoy."
His voice relaxes her once more, she spreads wider letting his finger go deeper. Her body shivers from a small orgasm, she likes the feeling of his finger tips, as they press against her sensitive young clit in a circular motion.
"You like how this feels, don't you baby girl....Mmm your cunnies getting so wet!"
His fingers rotated quickly over her sensitive clit. He kisses the corner her mouth. She replies breathlessly. "Yesss...I do...like it." His hard cock tingles seeing the sex scene on the computer screen has changed. Now Cunt is sitting nude on the edge of a bed, she's sucking her lovers cock. Her own pussy juice glimmers from the mans cock shaft. "Suck it Cunt,' says Mr. B. The online girls lover.
"Can I teach you, to do that to me sweetheart. I love giving you pleasure, but my penis needs attention too."
She stammers. "You...want me to put your....thing in my mouth..I don't know If can do that."
Her hazel eyes show worry. He lowers his lips to hers kissing her once more.
His fingertips make her young pussy tingle so nice, teaching her; if she receives pleasure, she should give pleasure.
"Please suck me, just like she's doing him. Please baby girl, I need my cock sucked. Please!!" She looks into his sad brown eyes.
"Ok I'll do it." Her sweet voice quivers nervously. "Please don't hurt me."
He explains reassuringly. "I have no intention of hurting you baby. Don't worry Lyla, I think you'll enjoy giving me pleasure," he kissed her. "I also want my friends to watch you suck me. I'm going to stream it on the web-cam while you do me. Now stand up, I need to take my pants off."
When she stands up, her knees feel weak, he tells her.
"Take your cloths off too sweetheart. Get naked just like all those pretty girls on the web site. All my friends are going to love you, because you're so damn pretty."
Lyla feels as if she's under some kind of strange spell. Without thinking she lets him remove her blue tank top. He kneels down, helping her remove her floral print skirt. His heart beats furiously as he places his thumbs in the waistbands of her sexy pink panties. When he touches her skin, he feels her body trembling.
"Your nervous aren't you babe," he kisses her lips. "Don't worry, because once you learn how to pleasure me with your sweet mouth. In the coming days after this, you'll be begging me to let you suck me."
He slowly slips her panties down, letting them fall to the floor. He stands then guides her to his computer chair. She hears his voice tremble.
"Have a seat right here baby."
He quickly unbuckles his belt, dropping his trousers and black boxer briefs at the same time. She doesn’t see the devilish look on his face, his hard seven inch cock has her full attention. Part of her mind tells her run, getaway from here. But for some reason she doesn't want to leave.
Maybe its the musky sweet scent of his cock meat. Or maybe its the hard thickness of a grown mans cock shaft. Her curiosity has her young mind and body transfixed. A little voice from somewhere deep within, tells her. Touch it, explore it, get to know it. Sam's body shivers with delight when she gently touches his hardness.
"Ahh yes that'a good. Now grasp it with your right hand, use your left hand to play with my nuts."
She looked puzzled. "Your nuts. What are nuts?"
"Ha..ha" "Sorry sweetie, I forgot. You are a virgin; aren't you."
He guides her left hand to his testicles.
"These are what some people call nuts. I want you to rub them gently while you suck me and stroke my cock."
She looks puzzled once more. "Your cock?"
He laughs while wiggling his hard member close to her face.
"This is my cock. Now please suck it, don't stop till you make me cum."
She hears the urgent tone in his voice, he sounds sort of angry. She doesn’t want her knew friend to be angry with her. She guides the musky scented cock between her soft warm lips. He moans softly, just seeing this young virgin doing as he asked, is almost enough to make him cum prematurely.
Its been a long time since Sara, his ex lover sucked his cock. At one time she was an oral virgin too, but she was a quick learner. He feels Lyla's teeth touch his cock, not hard enough to cut him, but enough to get his attention.
"Fold your lips over your teeth sweetheart," she quickly does as what he asks. "Good girl." he moans. "Now as you suck me stroke me with your lips and hand. Move your head back and forth, along with your hand."
She began doing what her friend said. She hears him moan. Mistaking moans of pleasure for moans of pain, she stops. "I'm not doing it right. I'm hurting you!"
He entwines his fingers into her curly brown hair. "No sweet baby, your doing fine. Keep doing what your doing: Make me cum."
She doesn’t know what cum means, but she's bound and determined to make him cum. She missed the ending scene of the online video. She didn't see Cunt let her lover jerk off until he shot white sticky sperm into her wide open mouth.
"Yes, suck it Lyla baby, stroke me just like that...ahh yeah baby...that's good."
He's so turned on. No mater how bad of a blow job Lyla gives him. He's going to cum no mater what. Thoughts of drenching this pretty young virgins tonsils with loads of hot sperm, make the bad blow job worth the occasional feeling of her teeth scrapping against his cock worthwhile. He knows he'll have time to teach her more, in the coming weeks and months to follow.
He moans in pleasure, Lyla's mouth feels so damned good on his cock. She never stops sucking and jerking his hard cock. After a few moments her first blow job isn't so bad after all. He feels cum churning deep within his nuts. Without warning he lets it happen. Not wanting her to stop when he orgasms in her mouth, he wraps all ten fingers tightly in her curly head of hair.
Suddenly Lyla taste his cum, its peculiar flavor doesn’t bother her. It’s not what she considers a bad taste, nor a good taste. For some unknown reason, the taste of his cum makes her cunny tingle. She doesn't know why but it does. Out of curiosity, she reaches between her legs with her free hand. She feels wetness, but its not pee, its slippery. The tips of her own fingers against the soft sticky folds of her cunny feels good. She rubs her cunt lips, letting Sam cum in her mouth.
He keeps a firm grasp of her thick hair, shoving his member in her mouth, letting his balls pump every last drop of sperm down her throat. Lyla finally gains enough strength to push him out of her mouth. But his gentle forcefulness lets her swallow every drop of cum with ease. He opens his eyes, she's looking up at him.
"Did...I make you cum?" she says, her voice trembling.
He lets lose of her hair, then kneels down. Not caring about the cum on her lips, he kisses her using one hand to guide her face to his lips, the other stroking her bare back. He pulls away whispering, letting his lips caress hers, his voice is weak from a much needed orgasm.
"Yes...you did make me cum. You're a fast learner Lyla. I’m very proud of you."
She screams softly when he suddenly lifts her from the chair. "Sam...What are you doing!!"
He doesn’t answer, he carries her to his bed. She giggles when he suddenly drops her nude body. She giggles childishly as her petite body bounces on his mattress. He lay over her, holding the weight of his body from hers with his arms on the bed.
"Its my turn to make you cum now." He kissed her lips, then began working his way down her soft young body. Kissing her neck, her earlobes, the soft skin of her shoulders. She giggles childishly, his lips make her erect nipples tingle in a very nice way. He explores her developing breast, using his lips and tongue.
Each cone shaped tit is a perfect mouthful. He takes his time sucking, licking and caressing each small breast. He makes his way over her flat tummy, kissing her multiple times around her belly button.
Giggle. 'Stop it, before you tickle me to death," she exclaims, but she loves all sensual attention he's giving her. She knows its wrong: Or at least that's what all the adults in her life tell her. As his lips slide closer to her tingling cunt lips, she hears the voices of her teachers, priest, and her mother telling her about good touch bad touch. But the warm tingling feelings in her wet cunt, cause her to think. What they say is wrong. Mmm...I like being touched like this.
"Spread your legs Lyla baby. I'm having your sweet cunny for dessert."
She feels his hands on her knees gently spreading them apart. He whispers sensually. "Spread your legs as wide as you can baby."
As we watch from above, she spreads so wide, the pink lips of her vulva open wide for his tongue. He loves the scent of her virgin cunt. It's a mix of urine, and young girl sweat. His cock becomes hard once more. As he licks her, his hips thrust back and forth. He wants to fuck her, but not yet. He hears her moan. It’s music to his ears.
Using both hands he spreads her pink flower open, with his thumbs and forefingers. He's completely delighted when her young hips begin humping back’n forth, forcing her crotch against his hard working tongue. He slides one thumb to her butt hole. Working just its tip inside, not wanting to alarm her.
She moans. Mmmm....giggle. "What are...doing to meee."
"I'm loving you sweetheart. I'm loving you the way you deserve to be loved." .
He kisses and licks her wet cunt a little more. "Do you like it....Or should I stop?" She doesn’t speak, but she keeps wiggling her tight little ass up and down back and forth. Giggle. "Noooo...don't stop....I like it!!"
This makes him work harder, he forces his long tongue deeper, he pushes his thumb deeper inside her sphincter. This move sends the innocent young virgin over the edge. She began moaning uncontrollably, wiggling her ass harder into his invading thumb. This made him work even harder, he wants to find out where her G-spot is, and how many times he can make this pretty girl cum.
As he sucks her immature clit, he counts at least eight orgasms before her body goes limp. She stops humping his tongue, he hears her breathing slowly return to normal. He knows she's finally completely satisfied, her little body is totally spent.
He lay his body next to hers, the July sun is sinking low. A beam of light shins over her perfect face. Seeing a tear running down her cheek, he kisses it away.
"I know you like what we just did baby girl. Please don't cry." he says gently kissing her cheek then her lips. Her eyes are closed, she opens them suddenly as if she’s just awoke from an intense dream.
"I've got'a go home,” she says. “Moms going to be mad at me."
She sat up quickly, Sam's eyes explore the developing curves of her perfect preteen body.
"You can go home Lyla. I'm not a kidnaper. But please, don't be a stranger. Come back and see me." She gave him a serious look.
"I don't think I should come back...I shouldn't have let you do those nasty things to me. Its wrong Sam!!"
She slid from the bed. He knew she’d say that, it’s the same thing Sara said to him the first time he did this with her but she came back. And the way Lyla's body reacted when he licked and sucked her pussy. She'll surly come back for more. And when she comes back, he'll do it over and over, until she becomes addicted to his touch. He has a way with girls like her, she'll come back for more. No mater what she says now.
He sits on the edge of the bed watching her dress. She pulls her snug fitting tank top on first, then she bent down to pick her he pinks panties off the floor.
"I want those panties sweetheart. If you don't come back, I'll keep them in memory of you," he begs. "Please let me have them." She blushes then hands them to him. "Here, have them. You're a weird guy Sam."
He took them, they feel so soft against his finger tips. Just like her soft skin.
"Thanks baby," he says, before raising them to his nose. As he watches her slip into that damned sexy floral print skirt she wore today. He found an ink pen laying on his bedside table. As she finished dressing, he wrote his home phone number, and cell number on a small slip of note paper.
"Please take my number. If you wanna talk, just call me. We're friends now Lyla. We should keep in touch?"
She took the small note paper from his hand, slipping it inside a pocket near the waistband of her dress.
"I probably won't call. But I'll take it if it makes you happy sir."
"Lyla, please don't call me sir. You know my name. Girlfriends never call boyfriends sir," He reached out to her. "Come here girl. Give me a goodbye Kiss & hug."
She slowly steps closer. He pulls her body to his, he's still nude, his cock lay against her blue tank top, precum soaked into the thin cotton material.
"Don't be afraid of me Lyla, I won't hurt you."
"But what we did Sam. I'm too young for this kind of stuff," she said seriously.
"Lyla, I felt the way your body reacted to what I did. Age doesn't mater. Even though you have the mind and body of an eleven year old girl, your body reacted to my love making like a grown woman."
As they spoke Blossom came in. His black Cocker spaniel licked Lyla's leg, she knelt down giving the friendly pooch a hug. "Goodbye Blossom. I love you."
Blossom barked at Sam. "Ok girl, I'll take you outside. Let me get dressed."
Lyla kept petting Blossom, while Sam dressed.
"Come on Lyla, walk outside with me and Blossom."
Once outside Lyla sits on her pink stingray bicycle. Her short skirt hiked up, exposing her bare cunt.
"Oops I forgot, you have my panties." She blushes pushing her dress down, trying to hide her exposed sex. Sam smiles, eyeing her pretty pink cunt.
"I don't see a thing," he lies. Although her sex is somewhat covered by the skirt, he likes the idea of his young friend exposing herself to strangers. Lyla smiled sweetly, then began peddling away.
"Goodbye Sam. Goodbye Blossom!!" she says cheerfully. Sam knelt down petting his dog, whispering.
"If she looks back at us once more Blossom. I'll know she's the one for me."
His eyes follow the young curly haired brunet down the street. Just before turning down the next street, she looked back then smiled and waved. Sam waved back, his heartbeat quickened. "She's the one for me. That's for damn sure!" he whispers softly. "The society's going to love you baby girl. I just know they will!!"
THE END. Maybe?
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