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 Little Steffi (story codes: Mg(10), first)

   I was laying in bed, working off my "morning wood," when I heard a creak
on the stairs.  My wife's brother and his family were visiting us for the
weekend and they'd all left early for a day of shopping at the mall, and
since I was home alone I was taking no precautions with my, um, activity.
Before I even had a chance to react to the noise, my ten year old niece,
Steffi, walked in through the open bedroom door.  Oh, shit!  I quick
covered my nethers with the newspaper that was laying on the bed, but not
before the girl got a good look at me sitting there with my hands wrapped
around my cock and my balls out for the world to see.

   "Oh, sorry," she said.  She had a big grin on her face.

   "Shit, I'm sorry, Steffi," I stammered.  "I thought everyone was gone!"

   She was still grinning.  "I decided to stay home.  I thought maybe you'd
want some coffee." She had two mugs in her hands.

   "Sure," I said, still stammering.  "Just give me a sec..."

   She turned around so I could pull my boxers on, then she handed me a mug
and sat down on the bed and took a drink from hers.

   "I'm really sorry, Steffi, I didn't know..."

   "It's OK," she said, still grinning.  "I know guys do that kind of thing
all the time."

   Sipping my coffee, my nerves settled a little.  "Yeah, well," I said,
not knowing what else to say or how to even finish the sentence.  She
looked at me over her coffee, her hazel eyes twinkling with delight at
having found me in such a compromised situation.  She looked, I must say,
incredibly cute.  She is a terribly beautiful girl, tall and thin and
gangly and a vision of pre-adolescent loveliness, all legs and arms.  She
was wearing a cute little nightie with cartoon characters on it, thin
enough that I could see, quite clearly, the shape of her puffy little
nipples standing up, just barely, from her chest.  And although the bottom
of the shirt covered her panties, she had nothing else on, and her long
tanned legs, bare and so wonderfully exposed, were causing a stirring in my
aching cock, mercifully flaccid from my earlier embarrassment, but to my
horror awakening again at the sight of her.

   Cupping her coffee mug with both hands, she sat up "indian style,"
cross-legged, on my bed, such that the bottom of her nightie lifted up, and
my eyes were instinctively drawn down between her legs.  Now, I don't know
what kind of panties ten year old girls these days are wearing, but I
couldn't believe what she had on.  They were little pink things, tight up
against her and so small they really didn't cover her naughty
parts--reddish little puffy lips peeked out from either side of the crotch.

   It was inevitable, of course, that this vision caused me to get
instantly hard again.  She knew what was going on; she knew what I was
looking at and she noticed immediately the tent that had raised in my
boxers.

   She grinned.  "You have a boner again!"

   "Yeah, sorry," I said, reaching down in an attempt to make it less
visible.  "It's just one of those things that happens..."

   "Can I see it?"

   "Huh?" I stammered like an idiot.

   "Can I see it?  I've never seen a boner before, I mean, not in real life
at least.  I mean, except for just a couple minutes ago," she grinned, "but
that hardly counts 'cause I hardly saw anything."

   "Steffi," I said, real adult-like and scolding.

   "Come on, no one's home or anything." She uncrossed her legs while she
talked, leaving her legs spread open, very obviously displaying her
far-too-little panties to me.  "I just want to see it."

   "Oh, what the fuck," I said.  The girl'd already pretty much seen my
shit anyway.  So I fished my shaft out of my fly and then just sat there
and let her look.  She stared at it, grinning broadly, while she sipped her
coffee.

   After a few seconds, she lay down on her side, still grinning at me. 
"It must be weird," she said, "having something like that."

   "What do you mean?"

   "I mean, like, having something that big between your legs.  Doesn't it
get in the way?"

   "It's not always this big." Although it does tend to get this way when
ten year olds flash their see-through panties at me.

   "I know, but still.  Even when you don't have a boner it's pretty big,
isn't it?  Like your balls or whatever.  Your balls are pretty big, too,
right?"

   "I don't know," I said, feeling somewhat embarrassed.  "I guess."

   "Can I see them, too?"

   Oh, fuck.  So I sat up on my knees and pulled my boxers down, then
lifted my shaft up so the girl got a good view of my rocks.  She was just
grinning and staring right at them.

   I decided right then, for better or for worse, to go for broke. 
"Steffi," I said, "you know what I was doing when you walked in on me?"

   She grinned at me.  "Yeah, you were jacking off."

   "What would you think, if I did that right now?  If I finished?"

   A big smile spread across her face.  "Yeah?  Like, right now?  Like, I
can watch?"

   "Yeah--I mean, if it's OK with you."

   "OK," she said, still smiling.  She sat up on her side, as if to get a
better view.

   The girl watched in grinning fascination as I started beating my meat,
just sitting there on my knees in front of her and whacking away.  As you
could imagine, I was pretty much already ready to explode.  "Do you," I
said, a bit breathless, "want to watch me come?"

   "Yeah!"

   The excitement in her voice at the prospect of watching a grown man
shoot off in front of her was more than I could take, and I started
orgasming right then.  My legs were shaking and instinctively I started
rocking my hips back and forth and then pushed them forward, just as if I
were shoving deep into the young girl's cunt, and the first shot of come
fired out of me.  I didn't really mean to come on the girl, but it was a
big ass shot and she was just right in front of me so it landed, with an
audible splat, right on her cute little belly.  I tried to turn, to aim the
next shot away from her, but it only made it worse as a really huge wad
shot out of me with amazing force and landed with a long streak starting at
her shoulder and down over her chest.  She squealed in delight.  Thankfully
the next couple of shots were smaller and while a bit may have hit her,
they mainly landed on the bedsheets in front of her.

   "Wow," she said, looking down at her nightgown, which was soaked with
come, particularly on her belly.  "That was incredible!"

   "Sorry, I didn't mean to get it on you."

   "It's OK," she said with a big smile as she was looking now at my cock,
slowly going limp as the last few drops of semen dripped out of the tip.

   "We should probably wash that shirt," I said.

   "Yeah," she replied.  And then to my amazement, she simply sat up on her
knees and pulled the nightie off.  She gave me a little smile as she saw me
looking at her bare breasts; well, "breasts" isn't really the right
word--they were just little dollops of creamy pink nipples standing up from
her chest, and no more than a hint of soft flesh beginning to bud
underneath them, holding the puffy nipples up just a little bit.

   She used the nightie to wipe off a bit of come that had soaked through
the thin fabric, then handed it to me with a coy little smile.  I climbed
off the bed, still bottomless, and was surprised to see my little guy
already at half-mast again.  I fished one of my shirts out of the closet
and as I walked back to hand it to her, I was fully erect and she was
grinning as she stared at my "boner."

   She pulled my shirt on and I pulled my boxers on and we headed
downstairs to the laundry.

   "Let's make some breakfast!" she bubbled once I had her nightie in the
washing machine.

   "'K, what do you want?"

   "Can we make pancakes?"

   "Sure."

   She looked absolutely adorable as we cleaned up after breakfast, the
tails of my shirt covering her panties well enough but still giving me a
wonderful view of those fabulous long girlish legs.  More than once I felt
my guy begin to swell again, and a couple times he made his way out of the
fly of my boxers and she grinned at the sight of him.

   "So," I said when we'd finished the dishes, "what do you want to do
now?"

   "I don't know, what do you want to do?" Her eyes twinkled unmistakably,
and I knew that she wanted to do exactly what I wanted to do, or at least
that she'd be willing to give it a try.

   But, I knew it was a bad idea.  A very bad idea.  Heck, what had already
transpired that morning would get me five to ten, if I was lucky.  Let's
don't go there!  "We could go for a bike ride," I said.  "There's a nice
nature reserve not far away and you could ride Cindy's"--my wife's--"bike."

   "That sounds like fun," she said.  But she sounded a little
disappointed.

   "Did you have something else in mind?" I asked her.  Maybe my guilt
would be assuaged a bit if she were the one that suggested it.

   "I don't know." She gave a coy little smile, maybe a little nervous.  It
was obvious she wanted me to suggest something more.

   "Well," I said, feeling disappointed but not knowing what else to do. 
"We need to make sure your nightgown is out of the wash before we go, and I
need to take a shower..."

   She smiled.  "OK.  I should prob'ly take a shower too."

   I was hard as a rock as I went down to put her nightie in the dryer,
thinking about the prospects of taking a shower with little Steffi.  She
hadn't actually suggested it but I knew it was what she meant.  I didn't
even try to hide my erection as I came back upstairs, and she was staring
at it with her sweet little smile.

   I took her by the hand and led her up to the bathroom, then started the
shower.  Then I took off my shirt and dropped my boxers.  The young girl
was staring at my rock hard cock.

   "You have a boner again," she said.

   "Yeah.  I was thinking, Steffi, maybe we could take a shower together?"

   "OK," she said, sounding nervous.  But despite her nervousness, she
started unbuttoning my shirt, then took it off, revealing her precious
little buds again.  Then she shimmied out of her little panties and the
sweet ten year old was naked.

   She just stood there for a moment and let me admire her.  Her long legs
were so beautiful, thin and tan.  She had no hips to speak of, which made
her look quite young, just a girl, just a little filly, and while she had
her legs together, I could see the top of the cleft of her pussy and the
pale skin of her little clit.  She had no pubic hair, not even a little
bit, she was completely bare.  I raised my eyes and admired her adorable
little budding breasts, such sweet little girlish bumps.

   I took her hand and we climbed into the shower together.  A second
later, my hands were all over her, soaping up her little breasts, then
"cleaning" her down between her legs.  She was hesitant to touch me, so I
handed her the bar of soap and led her hands down to my cock.  "Don't get
any in the little hole," I told her, "'cause that hurts."

   It was thrilling to watch the young girl clean my penis.  She was
cautious and careful but obviously enthralled.  She lifted my shaft and ran
the soap over my balls, then I took the soap from her and she simply
touched me, felt me, for a while.  I reached down between her legs and
started fingering her clit, and she looked up at me with a nervous little
smile.

   Then I moved into her, bending at the knees and directing the head of my
cock in between her legs.  She put her hands on my sides and looked up at
me as I started rubbing her clit with my head.

   "Are you gonna...  Are you gonna have sex with me?" she asked.

   "I'd like to, if you want to."

   "Oh, man," she said, very nervous.

   "It's OK if you don't want to," I said, pulling my cock away from her.

   "No," she said, still holding onto my sides.  "It's OK, you can, I'm
just really nervous."

   I kissed her on the forehead as I directed my cock back between her
legs. "I'll stop whenever you tell me to."

   She nodded, looking up at me with sweet wide doe eyes.  This time, my
head didn't linger at her clitoris; I directed him down and into the folds
of her vagina.  Gripping my cock tightly with one hand, I put my other hand
on the small of her back to act as a counterbalance, and I pushed into her.
She gasped, I pushed harder.  She let out a little sound, a moan or a cry,
and I used all of the force my hands could muster to push even harder into
her and I felt her hymen begin to tear.

   She was holding herself tight against me, her hands around my back and
her fingernails digging into my shoulderblades, her little baby breasts
pushed against my chest, her face pressed hard into my neck.  I heard, and
felt, her moan again as I pushed hard into her one more time, feeling my
cockhead burrow into her, past the remains of her violated maidenhead. 
Then, having succeeded at taking the girl's virginity, I pulled my cock out
of her.

   "How are you doing?" I asked her in a whisper.  "Are you OK?"

   Still holding me tightly, she looked up at me with her doe eyes, big and
wide.  It was hard to tell in the shower, but I thought I saw little tears
welling.  But she just nodded.

   I grabbed a washcloth and wiped off her privates.  "There's a little
blood," I said, "from your hymen." She just nodded again.  Then I wiped her
blood off my head, and directed him down into the cleft of her vagina
again. This time I burrowed fairly easily into her until I felt her tight
pussy clamping around my entire head, and I pushed in deeper, burrowing
even further into the glorious unexplored territory of her pre-adolescent
vagina.  She gasped.

   "Are you OK?" I asked.

   "It hurts," she said into my neck.

   "I won't go any deeper," I said, "unless you want me to."

   I felt her nod in acceptance against my neck, and I started fucking her,
pulling my head out and pushing it back in, trying hard not to push in too
far.  Just having my head massaged by her incredibly tight vagina, tiny
like a girl's little pussy, but warm like a woman's slutty cunt, was
ecstasy enough for me.

   After fucking her like this for a little while, I decided I needed a
better angle, especially if I wanted to get any deeper into her.  Besides,
we were beginning to run out of hot water for the shower.  The last thing
in the world I wanted to do was to pull out of her, for fear that she
wouldn't want me to put it back in, but I knew this wasn't going to get me
off, at least not anytime soon.  So I pulled out and said, "Steffi, we
should go into my bedroom."

   She nodded again, but this time it was accompanied by a sweet little
smile, and for the first time I realized that the little girl was actually
enjoying this.

   We quickly toweled off and then I took her hand and we walked, naked as
Adam and Eve, to my bedroom.  I didn't have to tell her what to do when we
got there; she climbed right onto my bed and lay down on her back.  I
climbed onto the bed as well and she opened her legs for me.

   I entered her easily, my head forcing her little pussy open.  She closed
her eyes and arched her back as I started fucking her, just using my head,
just passing my head in and out of her lips.  She opened her eyes and
looked at me, breathing hard.  "You should go deeper," she said quietly.

   She squinted as I pushed further into her, scrunching her face as if in
pain, her breath now short, in her throat.

   "Does it hurt?" I asked.

   She nodded.  "Yes," she said.  "Go deeper."

   I pulled back and pushed in further still, and she let out an audible
sound, a moan or a cry.

   "Does it hurt?" I asked.  I was honestly concerned that I was tearing
her apart.

   She nodded vigorously, but said, breathlessly, "It's OK." She was
panting.  "I want you deeper.  I want you in all the way!"

   I took this as permission to really start fucking her, to fuck her
goddamn brains out.  So I lay down on her, pulled back, and rammed into her
as hard as I could.  She let out a loud cry.  I pulled back and rammed into
her again and she cried out loud again.  She had her arms around me now and
was digging her fingernails into my shoulderblades, just like she had done
in the shower.

   The third time I slammed into her, I reached the full depth of her young
vagina, my cock head ramming into her cervix.  No more than three-quarters
of my shaft was in her.  She cried out again.

   "Are you OK?" I asked.

   She had her face buried into my neck again and I felt her nodding.  I
wrapped my arms around her and I held her tight, we held each other tight,
as I started fucking her, very hard, very aggressive, giving the young girl
one hell of a thrashing.  Each time I pushed in, my cockhead slamming into
her cervix, she cried out, muffled now with her mouth right against my
neck.

   It did not take long for me to come.  I slammed into her as far as I
could, my cockhead against her cervix, even pushing through the thick, warm
flesh so that the tip of my cock was peeking into her sweet little immature
womb.  I held myself there, deep inside her, and I exploded, firing a huge
and wonderful load of come directly into her uterus.  She cried out, and I
cried out as well, and I pulled back and slammed in again, into her womb
again, and fired another load.  Finally I was completely drained and I just
lay on top of her, both of us holding tight to the other, my cock impaling
her completely, both of us panting.

   I kissed her as I pulled out, and she was looking up at me with her
sweet little smile, a pained but wonderful expression, like she has just
discovered what sexual pleasure really is.

   We cleaned up the mess we'd created and I got her nightie out of the
dryer, and then we went for the bike ride I'd suggested.  It was a
wonderful time; we stopped for lunch at a little place by the nature
preserve.  When we got back from the bike ride, the family was home from
shopping.

   "Did you have fun?" her dad asked her.

   "Yeah!" she said with a big smile.

   Steffi and I never had sex again after that day.  The next time I saw
her, she was a beautiful, womanly teenager, and although she gave me a
secret little knowing smile, we never had a chance to be alone, so I never
found out if she'd be willing to have sex with me again or not.

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