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 Emma's night in

   PART TWO

   By

   Jixie



   Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of underage sex. 
If you are offended by this sort of material or are not over 18, then LEAVE
NOW.  The author can take NO RESPONSIBILITY for any offence or harm the
reader(s) may come to as a result of this text.  You have been warned.  All
events in this story are fictional, although based on real life characters
and situations, it is obvious which is fiction and which isn't.
To all who haven't left; you'll notice this is probably a lot different
to most other preteen stories.  There is graphic descriptions of sex, but
its more romantic, and takes a far longer while to get started than most
fucking and sucking in the first paragraph type stories, which just bore
me, which means I would find them boring to write, which means they would
probably be boring for you to read.  But keep an open mind, give it a
chance, and remember the fact that this is my first ever story.  Happy

reading!

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   Rupert realized suddenly that she wanted to take his clothes off, in
return for him taking hers off.

   "Come on now, don't be shy.  Stand up and let me do you."

   Rupert realized that he had better do as Emma said, otherwise she might
not like him anymore.  He stood up.

   "Face away from me, like I did from you." Rupert did so.

   "That's right.  Now, put your arms up."

   Rupert raised his arms.  Emma took a step forward, and pressed her near
naked body against Rupert.  She slowly took Ruperts t - shirt in her hands
and lifted it off his chest, and over his head.  Rupert put his arms down.
Emma ran her hands over his soft chest, caressing his warm, muscled torso.
She then dropped her hands down to his waist where she felt out his belt.
Rupert breathed in sharply.

   Emma smiled, and stroked his stomach, then leaned her head forward, and
whispered: "just hold still a minute"
She unclasped his belt buckle, the top button on his trousers, then
undid his zip, before letting his trousers drop to the floor.  She put her
hands around his waist and turned him to face her.  They both stood now in
their underwear, Emma in her tiny thong, and Rupert in his boxers.  Emma
stared into Rupert's eyes, gave a slow, warm smile and silently ran her
hand down Rupert's back, then over his boxers massaging his buttocks. 
Rupert did the same spreading his hands over Emmas small, moist cheeks,
savouring the pleasure of those perfectly formed mounds of flesh.  The
excitement in both of them showed in the sweat that now coated their
bodies, and as they pushed closer they could feel the perspiration of their
passion merging.  Emma craned her neck up slightly and brought her mouth to
Rupert's, and engaging in a long, passionate kiss they sank onto the sofa,
their tongues wrestling with each other.  Wordlessly, as if their instinct
were telling them exactly what to do, they finally ripped off each others
underclothes, and lay on the sofa together, naked, locked in a passionate

embrace, their collective heat warming them to their very core.

   Emma pushed herself clear of Rupert for a second, placing both hands on
his heaving, sweaty chest pushed herself upright, so she was straddling
him. She reached down his stomach and grasped his raging, released manhood
in one hand.  At the same time, Rupert sat up slightly and stretched his
own hand towards Emma's preteen vagina.  He stretched his fingers towards
it, found the slit and started to run his fingers up and down the crease
between the folds of her labia.  At the same time, Emma brought her body
closer to Ruperts to make it easier, and started to grasp his cock in both
hands.  Slowly she started to run her hands up down, the picked up the
tempo, pumping it with both hands, from the base of the shaft to its head.
They lay there giving each other a mutual masturbation in time with
another, each feeling the hot, moist pulse of the others ministrations.

   Rupert felt as if he was going to explode any second now.  Just thinking
about the fact that he was engaged in a hugely pleasurable and exciting
sexual act with Emma almost made him orgasm there and then.  He opened his
eyes briefly to look at her.  Her slim, smooth body, with its small, pert
breasts and soft moist skin as it undulated up and down, clearly
experiencing the same intense feelings as him.  Using one hand to continue
massaging the inner folds of her vagina, he ran the other up the outside of
her thigh, relishing the sweetness of the taut, well toned thigh as it
oozed perspiration from every sweat gland on her body.  It was hot and
moist, and was starting to tremble at his touch.  He looked up to her
adorable face.  It turned down towards him and gave him a beaming smile. 
He started to push his fingers further into her womanhood, as its virgin
muscles closed around them.

   Emma looked down at Rupert and smiled, receiving one back from him.  She
couldn't believe her plan had worked!  Straddling him like this, staring at
his now heaving chest, and furiously pumping his throbbing penis with both
hands (he had gone through puberty, thank god) while he pushed his fingers
into her vagina, with what she considered to be expert care, she realized
she was going to climax any second now.

   "ooh, oooh, I'm gonnna orgasm real soon Rupert, keep going!" she said

   "I know, I know, I am too!" He replied.

   "Push harder, Push harder, Oh - Oh, OOOOOOHHHH!" She gasped, sucking in
air like a vacuum as she felt waves of pleasure flood through her nervous
system like some fantastic hormone which reached every part of her body all
at the same time.

   "Ungh, aahh, it's coming, Emma!  AAAAAAHHHH!" Rupert gasped as well,
almost simultaneously, as he felt the blessed release like someone had
opened floodgates deep into his pounding heart.

   Emma collapsed on top of Rupert, almost spent as, lying her exhausted
form flopping on top of his chest, both breathing heavily, as if they had
both participated in some marathon.  Emma tilted her head up to look into
Rupert's eyes and, stroking his hair, while he laid both his arms around
her back, said

   "That was way better than rehersal, hey Rupert?"

   "yeah, yeah.  Definitely.  My place next time though, okay?"

   "sure whatever, baby."
   END OF PART TWO