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 Seducing JoAnn by Mortimer Snerd ibcnu@hotmail.com

   When I was growing up, a boy named Mike came to live near me, and we
became good friends.  In a slow, almost innocent way, we also became
physically involved with each other.  Shortly after I turned 15 (Mike was
about 13 at the time), we started having full-blown sex.  But that is
another story...

   Although Mike and I enjoyed each other, we each had our eyes on girls,
too.  We would often talk about them, even at the end of one of our steamy
afternoons together.  (ESPECIALLY then!  It always seemed like having sex
with each other just made us even hornier.) There was a neighborhood girl
(her name was Janine) that Mike thought was cute, while I was getting
interested in Mike's developing sister, JoAnn.  She and Janine were about
the same age (11), and although Janine was probably the prettier of the two
-- she had ivory skin, long, dark hair and a pert little nose -- there was
something about JoAnn that grabbed me.  Maybe it was those big, flirtatious
eyes that peered up at you, making you wonder what was on her mind.  I
found myself thinking about her more and more.

   One afternoon, I decided to see if we could each get somewhere with our
female fantasies.  Mike had ridden over on his bicycle to spend some time
at my place.  (By this time, we had moved across town, and since I often
had the house to myself while my mom worked, it was the ideal place for us
to get together.) We had our usual good time, and as we lay side-by-side on
my bed afterwards - pretty well spent for the day -- I put the question to
him.  "Mike, do you think you could get Janine and JoAnn to come over with
you, next time?"

   "I don't know," he replied thoughtfully.  "JoAnn already likes you, but
Janine hardly knows I exist." (JoAnn used to hang around a lot in the old
days, when Mike and I were just playing like ordinary kids.  She had even
been involved in some of our early "show-and-touch" games, until Mike and I
discovered how much we liked it one-on-one.) "Yeah, but the two of them are
best friends," I said.  "If you can get JoAnn to come over, Janine will
follow.  Think of the fun we could have!" I was starting to get hard again,
just thinking about it, and Mike noticed.  "Yeah, we could show them a
thing or two," he said, reaching over to fondle me.  I reciprocated by
taking ahold of Mike's own progressing erection, and we languidly stroked
each other, both musing over the possibilities.

   A few days later, Mike came through.  The three of them pulled up on
their bikes, and I let them in.  Mike had a sly grin on his face, and I
winked at him, knowing we were in for an interesting afternoon!

   Neither girl had been to this house before, so I was obliged to give a
quick tour.  I saved the bedrooms for last (I actually had two rooms to
myself), and we all sat and talked for a bit in one of them.  After a few
minutes, I offered to get everyone a drink, which they eagerly accepted,
and I asked JoAnn to help me with them.  She gladly came along, leaving
Mike and Janine alone for a few minutes.  Down in the kitchen, as we poured
four sodas, I told JoAnn, "It's good to see you again.  I've missed you."

   Smiling at me, she said, "You have?  Really?  'Cause I've missed you,
too." I opened my arms to give her a hug, and she came to me immediately.
"I used to see you every day," I went on.  "I never realized how much I
liked that, until you weren't there anymore." I stroked her hair and gave
her a squeeze for emphasis, then pulled back and kissed her lightly on the
forehead.  She blushed, but she was obviously enjoying the attention. 
"Let's take these drinks upstairs, then let's see if we can do some
catching-up, just you and me," I said, giving her butt a light pat before
letting her go.

   As we came to the extra bedroom, I told her to wait inside for me.  I
gave her my drink and delivered the other two to the room where I had left
Mike and Janine.  They were talking quietly, and Mike had his hand on her
knee, slowly stroking it, a little further up each time.  Well, good luck,
old pal, I thought.  It appeared that he and Janine were going to hit it
off, after all.  In any case, he was on his own, because I had my own plans
for the next hour or two!

   JoAnn was waiting for me, sitting on the sofa that was the main piece of
furniture in that room.  I sat next to her, putting an arm around her.  She
snuggled up to me, and we just sat like that for a few minutes.  We chatted
quietly about what had been going on in the old neighborhood, which
truthfully didn't interest me a whole lot, but it got us talking. 
Eventually I asked her, "Do you remember those games we used to play, where
you took off some of your clothes, and showed us what girls looked like
down there?" She blushed deeply, but I gave her a squeeze to show her it
was okay, that this was a good memory.  "Yeah," she said.  "I'm sorry, I
was pretty young."

   "I'm not sorry," I said.  "And you're still pretty, just not as young."
This brought another blush and a smile, and I began to stroke her shoulder.
"You know what?  It would be really special if you'd do that again, just
for me."

   "But that's embarrassing!" she giggled.  "It's one of the nicest
memories I have," I told her.  "Besides -- " and I gave her a little grin "
-- if you show me yours, I'll show you mine." She laughed at that, but she
snuggled even closer, and I hugged her.

   I pulled out a blanket to cover us, allowing JoAnn to retain whatever
modesty she wanted.  She seemed grateful for this, but she accepted the
idea of what we were doing.  After all, we had done it before, and this was
more private than the curious threesomes and foursomes back then.  Under
the blanket, she shyly began to pull down her shorts, then her panties, and
then turned to lie lengthwise on the couch, pulling the cover with her. 
"Now you," she said, "it's only fair." I did the same thing, stretching out
next to her.  The exciting warmth of JoAnn's naked skin was against mine,
and she quivered slightly.  I took ahold of her hand, intertwining our
fingers.  "Can I look at you and touch you, the way we did before?" I
asked. "Yes, but only under the blanket, for now," she said.  "And no
tickling!" I promised her I wouldn't try to tickle her, if she'd do the
same when it was her turn.  Then I slipped my head under the cover to take
my first look at JoAnn's young body in several years.  She had grown some,
of course...  she was no longer the little seven-year-old we had gaped at
curiously.  Her pussy-lips had begun to fill out, and there were a few
first virginal hairs growing.  I began to touch her, first on the thighs to
get her accustomed to me, then closer to her inviting young sex.  "Even
nicer than I remembered," I told her, which brought another giggle.  I
gently spread her knees apart, to get a better look at her inner
development.  When I touched near her clitoris, she shuddered.  "Not used
to those nice new feelings, eh?" I asked her.  "No!" she said, a little
huskily.  "Sometimes it feels good like that when I pull on my panties, and
I don't know why."

   "It's because you were missing me as much as I missed you," I said, and
I pressed the palm of my hand against her there.  She shuddered again,
harder, and moaned softly.  As I held her, I slipped a finger down through
her moistening lips and slid it partway into her tight, virgin hole,
caressing her there to complement her new-found clitoral pleasure.

   Eventually, JoAnn demanded her turn.  The first thing that startled her
was that I had pubic hair...  something she had felt was odd about her own
body.  She was fascinated by it, running her fingers through it over and
over.  "Will mine get like that?" she asked.  "Eventually," I told her. 
"It'll probably take until you're about 14." When she moved on, finally,
she commented with awe in her voice, "You've gotten a lot bigger..." I
laughed, realizing she had never seen me with a full hard-on before.  I'm
not overly well-hung, but she was 11 and it probably did look huge to her.
"Actually, it's just right," I said.  "Just right for what?" she asked. 
"For you," I replied.  "Touch it...  I want to feel your hands on me
again." She obliged, exploring me gently but thoroughly, while I basked in
the moment.

   After a bit I said, "You know, there's something totally new, here, that
we're both forgetting.  You've been developing up there." I reached over to
touch her small breasts.  "They're not much yet," she said poutily.  "Why
not let me be the judge of that?" I said, undoing her blouse.  As I
finished and she lay exposed beside me, I got my first look at her young
chest, her perfect little mounds with their beautiful nipples.  "They look
pretty nice to me," I said, and I began to stroke one of them, which got
her moaning softly again.  When I leaned over and began to suck the other
one, she began to breathe raggedly.  She put her hand behind my head and
pressed me tightly to her chest, obviously wanting more of this.  I reached
my other hand back down between her legs, gently sliding my middle finger
all the way into her hot, wet hole this time, and using the heel of my hand
to press against her clit.  JoAnn moaned softly and started to run her
fingers through my hair as she held me to her.  She began moving her hips
and pressing harder against me, soon putting her free hand over mine to
help me pleasure her.  I drank in the smell and feel of her -- the light
sheen of sweat on her smooth, young body, her wetness in my hand -- and I
decided I didn't care how long we took, this was heaven in itself.  I
wanted JoAnn to reach a full climax, though, so I kept sucking and
caressing her until she finally clamped down hard on my finger, the spasms
of her very first orgasm wracking her young body.  She gave a little cry of
ecstasy, as she hung onto me for dear life.

   After she had ridden it out, I told her I had something new I wanted to
try.  "Did that feel good to you?" "Oh, yes!" she gasped.  "Well, you could
make me feel that way, too, if you want.  Climb on top of me, and I'll use
myself to rub against you.  That way, we can both feel good together." By
this time, JoAnn was eager to try anything, so she sat up, then swung her
leg over me.  As the blanket fell away (her self-consciousness gone), she
straddled me and carefully lowered her hot, young body onto me, centering
her hairless slit on my reclining dick.  Her wet, quivering pussy lips
quickly enfolded me, and the rush of heat was almost more than I could
stand.

   I had JoAnn brace herself by holding onto my shoulders, and she started
to slide back and forth, her hot slipperiness lubricating us both.  The
smell of our combined sweat and her awakening juices was intoxicating, and
just then I thought she must be the sexiest creature alive.  I reached up
with both hands and began squeezing her breasts again, but I suddenly
realized I couldn't take much more...  and that I didn't want to shoot off
all over my stomach!  I wanted to be inside her when I came.

   "Come down here to me," I said breathlessly, getting JoAnn to stop
rubbing me before I could shoot prematurely.  She lay down on top of me, as
I pulled her toward my face, and suddenly, my throbbing dick was up between
her thighs.  Reaching down over her soft little ass, I guided its head back
into her young pussy-lips and found the entrance to her love-hole.  She was
as ready for this as I was, but she was still only 11, so I knew I had to
be gentle.  But I was consumed with desire, my dick aching to be inside
this little girl's cunt, and I started pushing myself into her as quickly
as I dared.  Her full heat took ahold of me, as the head of my dick slipped
inside.  The pleasure of my finger-fucking was fresh in JoAnn's mind, and
she immediately figured out what we needed to do to bring this home for
both of us.  She began pushing too, and with four or five strokes I sank
deep between her legs, her heat like fireworks with each thrust.  Suddenly,
she had me all the way into her hot, hungry body, her young cunt stretched
tightly around me.  JoAnn put her arms around me and held on tight, and I
grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed her against me.  We were lost in each
other, the pleasure overwhelming us both.  My dick was just bumping into
her cervix, but JoAnn was too high on this new level of pleasure to be
concerned about any minor discomfort.  We started to pump, slowly at first,
then hard and fast, bringing us both to a climax within seconds.  But we
continued to lie there locked together for a long time, until our hearts
quit racing.

   Afterward, I took JoAnn's chin and gently turned her face toward me.  I
had to pull her upward an inch or two, to make our lips meet, but then we
kissed more tenderly than I've ever kissed anyone, before or since.  We lay
like that for some time, breaking only to promise ourselves this would all
happen again, and soon.  We would be lovers, from that day forward.

   That thought brought me back to Mike, who (unknown to JoAnn) had also
been my lover for quite awhile.  I suggested we check on him and Janine in
the other room, so we tiptoed down the hall to listen.  From the sounds
coming from that doorway, the two of them were enjoying each other pretty
well, just at a slightly slower pace.  A little gasp of pleasure from
Janine made JoAnn and I both feel like voyeurs, so we tiptoed back to our
own room again.  We were both only half-naked from our groping and then
frantic humping, so we decided to take off the rest of our clothes, cuddle
up under the blanket, and see what else we were capable of.  Mostly, the
rest of the afternoon passed with simple kissing and fondling.  (I had a
brief stab of regret that, due to our "playing doctor" approach, JoAnn had
actually been screwed before she had her first kiss.  She turned out to be
very good at making out.)

   Mike and Janine finally showed their faces, and we went downstairs for
another round of sodas.  Mike and I quietly and secretly compared notes on
how the day went, but we couldn't talk much with the girls there.  We
arranged to get together on our own the next day, so we could talk in more
detail...  and maybe bring some new experiences to my bed.  It looked as if
we now each had two lovers -- one of each sex!
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