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 Eleven - Part 4

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   I honestly thought that was the last I'd hear from Karen.  In fact, I
pretty much had forgotten our encounter when, the following Monday, there
was a ring on the doorbell.  I opened the door, and there she was.

   She was wearing a denim shirt over a white tank-top.  Her shirt was tied
over her belly button, revealing the honey-brown skin of her flat tummy,
and a pair of tight-fitting white shorts.  The whole outfit showed off her
lovely brown skin to perfection.  Her hair was clean and brushed smooth,
but she wasn't wearing any make-up.

   "Hi," she said, as though there was nothing out of the ordinary in her
standing at a strange man's front door.

   "Hey, Karen.  Nice to see you.  Did you bring Bono?"

   "Oh, no.  That would be unprofessional, wouldn't it?"

   "So you really want to do a shoot?"

   "Ready when you are."

   "Okay, well, er, let's get started."

   "Sure.  You got the twenty?"

   "I let her in and closed the door, and went off in search of a
twenty-dollar bill, which she stuffed into the pocket of her tight shorts.
She looked quite calm ad relaxed - much more than I felt.

   I took her into my studio.  "Wow," she said, "this is awesome."

   I must admit, I was kind of proud of it.  It had cost a bunch of money
of course - all top of the line equipment, and elegant props too, like the
mint-green velvet day bed that my girl friend had picked up in an antiques
fair.

   I set up one of the cameras, and we got started.  I don't know whether
Karen had ever tried anything like this before, but she was a natural.  She
knew what pose to move into before I even had time to suggest it.  And
somehow she managed to combine being sweet and childish - after all, she
hadn't even started sixth grade - with a kind of natural, sexy
flirtatiousness.  She looked straight at the camera and smiled as though
she was sharing a secret with a special friend.  She'd pucker her mouth
into a sexy out, lean forward so her ass just bulged out a little, and put
her finger up to her lips.  She was great!

   I snapped away for half an hour or so, encouraging her to just be
herself.  I didn't really need to tell her.  Between the shots, she chatted
about her friends from school, and about how much she wasn't looking
forward to going back to school, and about Bono.  Sweet and innocent, and
yet - sexy as hell!

   "You're doing great, Karen.  I think I got some really excellent shots."
I really did think I might be able to sell some of these.

   "Really?  You think I'm good?"

   "Yeah, really really good.  I'm impressed."

   Karen was standing against the white wall, and I had a spot trained on
her.  I'd adjusted the light to emphasize the honey color of her skin, and
the lovely, sharp contrast with her crisp white shorts and tee-shirt.  Her
lips curled up in an enigmatic smile.

   "Think I should try something a little more daring?"

   "Daring?  What do you...?"

   Without waiting for me to finish the question, Karen reached down and
unhooked the button at the top of her shorts.  She kept looking at the
camera, that strange little smile playing about her mouth, while she eased
the zipper down, giving a clear view of her plain white underwear,
decorated with a pink rose at the top.  I snapped away for all I was worth,
my saliva drying up in my mouth.  Still holding onto the corner of her
unzipped shorts, Karen gave a sexy pout at the camera, her black eyes
flashing.

   "What do you think, Jason?  You like it?"

   "Er, yes, it's great.  But..  you don't think it's a bit too...?"

   "Too sexy for a kid?"

   I didn't say anything - just kept snapping.

   "How about this, then?" said Karen.  And she put her thumbs under her
panties and eased them down, just enough for me to see through the camera
lens a couple of sparse, black hairs.

   "Oh my God," I murmured, zooming in.

   "Or this?" And, turning around to face the wall, Karen looked back over
her shoulder and blew a kiss to the camera, while she slowly eased her
shorts down to reveal the lovely crack of her buttocks.

   "It's beautiful," I said.

   And, as though that was enough encouragement, Karen went on easing down
her shorts, until half her ass was on display.  Pushing her ass out toward
the camera, she swayed back and forth gently, while she put her finger to
her lips.

   "Oh, my, God," I said again.

   "You like it?  A little more?" And, to my astonishment, she went on
easing her shorts down, until her whole powdery white ass was on display. I
wanted her to pull them all the way down so I could see the lovely slit of
her preteen sex.  Instead, she pushed her ass back out at me, allowing her
buttocks to part just enough to see her smoky white asshole.

   "Jesus, Karen," I said.  "Where did you learn to do this stuff?  That's
about the sexiest thing I've ever..."

   Pulling her shorts back up but leaving them unzipped, Karen turned back
around to face me, and asked, in a soft voice: "What should I do next?"

   My throat was completely dry, and I could barely get the words out. 
"Shall we try a few shots on the day bed?"

   Smiling, Karen walked over to the bed, and lay down with her head on the
cushion while I adjusted the camera.  She still had her shorts unzipped,
and she seemed to be just waiting for me to tell her what to do next.

   Once I was ready, I said, "Okay, how about you slip off your tennis
shoes?" She was wearing a pair of short white socks.

   Once her shoes were off, she just seemed to be waiting.  I was still
taking shots, but she wasn't really modeling any more.  Instead, she was
looking at me, with a thoughtful gleam in her eye.  It was as though she
was egging me on to say it.

   "Okay, Karen, shall we try some of those...  daring shots again?"

   "Sure.  Like this?"

   And, opening the flap of her shorts out side, she eased them over her
hips a little, so they were just over her hip bones.  Then, hooking her
fingers under her panties, she pulled them down so once again I could
clearly see the sparse hairs at the top of her pubic mound.  She pulled her
panties down all the way to the top of her crack.  It was as though she
knew exactly where to stop.  Meanwhile, she looked at the camera with a
dreamy, far-away look in her eyes.

   I snapped for all I was worth.

   "You want to try...  the other side again?"

   Nodding slightly, Karen rolled over onto her stomach, and, looking back
at the camera with those same dreamy eyes, she began easing her shorts down
over her buttocks.  This time, she didn't stop along the way.  She took her
shorts straight down to where I could almost see the beginning of her
crack, and then she eased her buttocks up a little to point at the camera.

   "Oh my God, that's gorgeous" I said.  And finally, I couldn't stand it
any more.  "Karen, why don't you pull your shorts all the way down?"

   Karen looked at me for a moment, as though I was confirming something
she had known all along.  And, slowly, she began easing her shorts on down
over her legs, until they were around her ankles.  Now I could clearly see
the smoky outline of her lovely preteen cunt.  Her beautiful, muscular
thighs were clamped together, so I couldn't see much.  But again, she
lifted her ass to the camera.  I snapped as though my life depended on it.

   With one white-socked foot, Karen shucked her shorts off her ankles, so
that they were resting over the ankle of her left leg.  She lay there
quietly for a while, and I wondered for a moment it she was gong to go to
sleep.  But then she glanced back at me, and I wondered if I could see
tears in her eyes.

   I didn't need to tell her what to do.  Slowly, she eased her thighs
apart, until her lovely dark pussy was clearly visible.  By this point I
was no longer taking model shots.  I zoomed right in on her dusky preteen
slit, and shot it for all I was worth.  It was pure child pornography.

   She was so beautiful.  Her legs and back were tanned a deep brown, but
her ass was a powdery white, as soft as cotton, and her asshole and slit a
dusky dark brown.  I watched as Karen leaned back and gently touched her
slit with her left hand.

   "You like that, don't you Jason?" she said softly.  I was still
snapping, but I nodded weakly.

   I watched and snapped as she gently fingered herself.  And then finally
I could stand it no longer.  Giving up any pretense of being a
photographer, I abandoned the camera, and sat next to her on the bed.  As
Karen fingered herself, I began gently stroking her calves and thighs.

   Karen brought her hand back to her head, and lay still as I stroked her
from her ankles to her thighs.  My hand moved over her buttocks, until my
finger gently touched her asshole.  She gave a little shudder.

   Slowly, I brought my tongue down on her asshole.  It had a bitter taste,
but to me it was the taste of pure sex.  Karen shuddered again as I ran my
tongue up and down her butt crack, getting closer and closer to her pussy,
until finally I eased my tongue inside her pussy crack.  Her whole body
jerked as my tongue found her little clitoris.  Pushing her thighs apart, I
pushed my tongue inside her, feeling her warm, moist softness.  The inside
of her cunt was wet - was it from my tongue?  But my tongue was so dry! 
Lifting her hips until she was in a kneeling position, I began
tongue-fucking her in earnest.  I thrust my tongue inside her as far as it
would go, then moved it down to her clit, and then back inside.  Karen gave
a little sob with each thrust.  I didn't stop to think, I just let instinct
take over.  I had a lovely eleven year old's naked butt right in my face,
her beautiful cunt thrusting into me.

   Untying her shirt, I pushed shirt and tank-top all the way up her back,
until I could touch her powder-soft puffy little breasts.  I wanted so
badly to stuff my dick right up inside her, but I knew I couldn't do that
to her.  Instead, I brought my tongue back over her asshole and cunt, and,
pushing my finger a little way into her asshole, I tongue-fucked her
beautiful preteen cunt until I felt her build up to a huge climax.

   We came together.  I hadn't even touched my own penis, but when I felt
Karen shudder and go limp, my own dick exploded inside my pants.  I groaned
in pure, passionate ecstasy as Karen collapsed down on the bed, her
little-girl asshole and pussy glistening with my saliva and her own wet
juices.