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 Handjob Sweetie by Chris Hailey, Copyright 2014

   Story codes: Mg(10)

   Summary: After getting a nice show from a ten year old girl at the
beach, our hero gets to know her a bit better and learns that she has a
particular talent.  This story was originally posted at Loliwood Studios
under the pseudonym Chris Jorgenson.

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   I first noticed the girl when she was climbing onto a big floating
innertube with a group of her friends.  All the girls were a bunch of
cuties, but she captured my attention because I noticed that as she climbed
onto the innertube, she was pulling her swimming suit up.  Her light-green
suit was obviously a couple of sizes too big for her, and I had a feeling
that if I was lucky, I'd get an enjoyable little peek.

   She was adorably cute, a sweet little blondie, and I would have guessed
that she was around nine years old, although as she got her suit somewhat
properly situated, I noticed that she had little buds rising from her chest
and based on that, I thought that she might be ten, maybe even eleven.  I
watched her for a couple minutes from a discrete distance, hoping for a
glimpse of her budding sweeties, but nothing further happened and I lost
interest.

   About ten minutes later, I was walking out of the water and I noticed
her, standing with her back to me about ten feet away, knee deep in the
water.  I immediately noticed that her swimming suit was completely
see-through when wet, and I had the most wonderful view of her little girl
butt, exactly as if she were buck naked in front of me except for the
light-green sheen of the suit.  It was the sweetest little ass you could
ever imagine, her complete lack of hips making her look very girlish, but
her ass-cheeks nonetheless round and adorable.

   As I stood there staring at her cute ass like a horny old man, I was
hoping that she'd turn around--if her ass is this visible, imagine what
it'd be like to get a good look at her front-side?  I couldn't see any
thicker fabric down between her legs, as swimming suits often have, and I
had a feeling that it'd show her little puss just as clearly as it shows
her bum.  I'd barely even had a chance to formulate the thought when she
started turning to face me.  Unfortunately, as I said earlier, the suit was
too big for her and there was a lot of gathered fabric around her crotch
and nothing was visible.  I moved my eyes up to her chest and had a bit
better luck there; the suit was hanging quite low, revealing a good amount
of the soft flesh of her budding breasts, and her nipples were just barely
visible--so light it might have just been my imagination--through the sheer
fabric.

   Suddenly it dawned on me that I'd been staring gape-mouthed at the young
girl's body for quite a while and I broke my eyes and looked at her face.
She was obviously aware that I was staring, and gave me a teasing little
grin, shook her head scoldingly at me, and dove in the water.

   I felt like a complete idiot after this, having been caught staring at
her, and I swore that I would stop harassing the poor girl (even though, in
all honesty, it didn't seem to bother her much).  But a few minutes later,
I noticed her near me, down on all fours at the edge of the water working
on a sand castle, her butt sticking right at me.  I couldn't help but
look--her bare ass was so perfectly visible through her wet suit, and,
furthermore, the excess fabric of her too-large swimming suit was now
hanging down from her belly, which meant that I could see, or at least
imagine that I could see, a hint of the cleft of her pussy lips.  It was
impossible not to imagine myself kneeling behind her and violating her
young body, the full length of my cock sliding in and out of her tight
little girlish sex.

   I also had a feeling that if I made my way around to her front-side, I'd
have a good chance of getting a peek at her adorable little buds.  So I
tore myself away from the sweet vision of her bare ass and, as discretely
as possible, walked around to the front side.  Unfortunately, the view
wasn't quite as good as I'd hoped; the suit was definitely hanging down
from her chest and I could see a good deal of flesh, but sadly, her little
buds were concealed.  Right as I was looking down her top, she looked up at
me.  I quickly averted my eyes, but not before I saw her little smile
again. Damn!  I'm such a horny fucker, busted twice now!  But out of the
corner of my eye, I saw her lift a hand up and hook a finger in the top of
her suit.  I couldn't help but look again.  She was looking down at her
sand castle, but there could be no question what she was doing with her
finger--she was intentionally pulling the suit open, intentionally letting
me look down her top!

   She exposed one tiny tittie, a delightful little cone-shaped bud with an
almost imperceptible light-pink nipple, then she moved her finger along the
neckline to expose her other breast.  The light was better for this one and
I could see it quite well; the nipple was very light-pink, almost flesh
colored, and covered almost the entirety of the little budding breast,
indeed the breast consisted of little more than an inch of fatty tissue
holding up the puffy nipple.  The nipple ended in a barely perceptible
teat, a little darker pink pin-prick of a nubbin.

   She looked up at me and smiled.  This time I did not look away, knowing
that she had just intentionally flashed her tits at me, and I smiled at her
as well.  She sat up on her knees, her legs open slightly, and pulled her
swimming suit up, ostensibly to modestly cover her breasts, but in the
process causing the suit to pull tight against her crotch and giving me, I
think quite intentionally, an absolutely perfect view of her pussy,
completely visible through the sheer fabric as if it were bare.

   I was delighted to see that she had a nice little tuft of blond hair on
her pubic mound, though her chubby little pussy lips appeared to be creamy
white and bare, perhaps just a hint of a dusting of pubic hair.

   She gave me a big grin, stood up, and ran off into the water.  A few
minutes later I saw her trudging off to the parking lot with her family.

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   We went back to the same beach the next day at around the same time.  I
have to admit, I couldn't help myself, I scanned the beach to see if my
little cutie was there again, but I was disappointed to find that she was
not there.  But, after we'd been there for a few minutes, to my delight I
saw her, same green swimming suit, walking down the path to the beach with
a couple of her friends--no parents along this time.  Even though her suit
was not wet, it showed off her young body quite nicely and I was instantly
reminded of her sweet little charmers that she'd shown me the day before.

   She saw me as well, and as her friends stopped to lay out their towels,
she came down the beach to me.

   "Hi!" she said.  "Weren't you here yesterday?"

   "Yeah.  I'm Chris," I said, extending my hand to her.

   She giggled.  "I'm Julie." She shook my hand.  "You remind me of my
uncle Bob."

   "Yeah?"

   "Yeah, you sorta look like him.  And he likes to look at me like you
do."

   "I'm sorry," I said, feeling sheepish right then.

   "Why?"

   "'Cause I shouldn't look at you like that."

   "It's OK," she said, grinning.  "I don't mind!" Then she scampered off
to throw her towel on the ground by her friends' and ran into the water.

   A few minutes later, I was in the water and Julie swam over to me. 
"Hey, Chris, look what I can do!" She dove underwater and I watched her
legs emerge as she did a hand-stand.  Suddenly her pussy was right in front
of me, not a foot-and-a-half away from my face.  Her suit was wet and
see-through, but unfortunately the fabric gathered too much in her crotch
to show much except a good view of her little batch of hair.  But then, to
my amazement, she spread her legs open to do a bit of the splits, and the
gathered fabric pulled tight and I was presented with absolutely the most
wonderful view of her sex, from her adorable little batch of pubic hair to
her pouty, creamy-white outer labia.  I could clearly see now that her
pussy lips where covered in a light dusting of blond hair, and I also saw
her little clit poking out provocatively from between the top of her slit.
Then, as she spread her legs wider, her chubby pussy lips pulled open and I
could see right into her, into the dark pink insides of her little preteen
cunt.

   Far too soon, she rose back up out of the water.  "Whadda ya think?" she
said.

   "Very nice!"

   She giggled.  "You should buy me some candy," she said.  I could tell
that she knew she'd just flashed her cunt at me, and that the request for
candy was for "services rendered."

   I bought her a big box of sour patch kids at the canteen, and then we
walked around behind it to a little wooded nature area.  Eventually we
arrived at a little secluded bench.  I sat down, patting the seat next to
me.

   "My uncle Bob likes it when I sit on his lap," she said.

   "Yeah?" She settled down onto my lap.  "Do you like it?"

   She ground her little bottom into my rapidly hardening cock.  "You seem
to like it!"

   "You're terrible!" Almost without thinking, I reached out to the top of
her suit and pulled it down, her little budding breasts popping out.  From
this viewpoint, they looked even more like nothing but puffy nipples, held
up by the smallest amount of firm flesh, the nipples so light pink that I
could barely see them.  She smiled, then lifted a leg and moved so that she
was straddling my lap, then reached down and slipped a hand under the
crotch of my swimming trunks and fished out my now rock-hard dick. 
Immediately, she wrapped both hands around it and started jacking me.

   The girl was obviously an expert.  "Wow, that feels great!" I said as I
reached out and started fondling her budding breasts, so tiny, wonderfully
soft even though they were so firm.

   "Thanks," she said, smiling sweetly.  "I do this for my uncle Bob
sometimes."

   "Yeah?  He's a lucky dude!"

   She grinned.  "He calls it a 'handjob.'"

   "Yeah?" I pinched her soft, puffy nipples, pulling on them.  "You do
anything else for your uncle Bob?"

   "No, I mean, I let him feel me up and stuff, but I just give him
handjobs."

   The girl was so good that she already had me on the edge.  "Oh my god!"
I said, letting go of her breasts and leaning back.  She leaned back as
well, grinning and staring in anticipation right at my cockhead as she
continued pumping.  A second later, my first shot exploded out of me,
firing three feet into the air.  Grinning broadly, she continued to jack me
enthusiastically, her hands now lubricated with my come, and watched with
rapt attention as several more shots fired out of me.  She continued
jacking until she had thoroughly drained my balls, then she let go, holding
her hands, covered now with sticky goo, out to the sides, and to my delight
she leaned over and kissed me right on the lips.

   "Wow," I said, almost speachless.

   "That was fun!  Thanks, Chris!" She climbed off my lap, pulled her suit
back up over her baby breasts, and started down the path to the beach,
leaving me sitting breathless on the bench watching her little ass wiggle
as she disappeared around the corner.

   By the time I managed to stagger back to the beach, little Julie and her
friends were gone.  I never saw my little handjob sweetie again.





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