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   Sasha in the Movies by Mortimer Snerd ibcnu@hotmail.com

   I'm a single guy in my late 20's.  My girlfriend and I, who had been
together for several years, bought a house together a few years ago. 
Unfortunately, she got discontented and left me.  My income was sufficient
to cover the mortgage payments, so I stayed here.  It took awhile to get
used to living alone again, but it had its advantages.  For one, I
rediscovered some hobbies that I had put on the back burner, such as
photography.  I started digging out my old equipment and dusting it off,
and I set up a darkroom in the basement for developing my own film.  In
addition to regular cameras, I had a digital mini-camcorder that I'd
purchased more recently.  I began to play with this more, never really
having had an opportunity to experiment with it in the past.

   In my neighborhood, there always seem to be a lot of young kids running
about...  laughing, playing, occasionally raising hell...  although most of
the time it isn't an issue, it's just kind of cool.  All the kids know me,
since I've been here the whole time they were growing up.  I have the
corner property, so the kids are always meeting nearby, getting together to
do this or that.  I also have the camcorder, and whenever they see me with
it, they beg for me to take videos of them.  Since I don't have kids of my
own, it's kind of like "home movies" for me.

   Sometimes, it's just one or two kids at a time, like this one summer
Saturday afternoon.  A cute little half-Japanese girl named Sasha was out
on my corner lawn, playing all by herself with a jump-rope.  Seeing her, I
grabbed my camcorder, knowing she'd be delighted if she saw me taping her.
I wasn't disappointed.  As I aimed her way, she broke out in a big grin,
skipping with great gusto, showing off for the camera.  She was the sole
"performer" this time, and she really threw herself into it, jumping faster
and higher than usual.  Her long, jet-black hair flew in a great frenzy
around her, and her skirt started floating well-above her waist with each
jump, showing off her pink panties.  Unashamed, Sasha poured her heart into
it, until she tired herself out and collapsed in a tangle of legs and
jump-rope, giggling and out-of-breath.

   "Wow, that was some performance!" I said, as I turned off the camera. 
"Aren't you tired?" "Yes!  I can't do it anymore!" she said between
breaths. "How about a cold Pepsi to drink?" I offered.  "You deserve an
award for that show!" "Sounds good," she said, and followed me into the
house.

   Inside, I poured us each a soda, then ushered her into the living room
to sit for a minute.  After drinking down about 2/3 of the glass, Sasha had
cooled down enough to talk.  "Thanks for taking movies of me," she said. 
"Do you think I was good?" "Sasha, you're the best thing I've ever caught
on tape," I told her.  In truth, I'd always liked Sasha...  on top of being
very friendly and extremely bright, she was a very attractive child.  With
her long, raven hair and tawny complexion, she was bound to be a
heart-throb in the not-too-distant future.  Even at 10, she had a natural
allure I could feel.  So it was a double-edged compliment I'd given her. 
Either way, it made her blush.  "After we finish our drinks, would you take
some more movies of me?" she asked shyly.  "Sure, if you'd like me to. 
What are you going to do?" I asked her.  "Something just for you.  You have
to promise not to show it to anyone else," she intoned, her seriousness
making me want to laugh.  Keeping a straight face, I told her I'd swear on
the Bible not to tell a soul.  I was also intrigued.  What did she have in
mind that was worth such secrecy?  Probably something really silly, I
figured, but I decided to play along with her charade.

   Sasha quickly finished her Pepsi, then stood up and went to the middle
of the room, about 6 feet in front of the couch I was sitting on.  "Are you
ready?" she asked.  Grabbing the camcorder again and turning it on, I told
her I was.  Then I aimed it at her and began to shoot.  As soon as she
heard it start, she started doing some kind of oriental dance.  It began
with slow, fluid arm and head motions, like a snake-charmer would do. 
Soon, she began to step this way and that, and her hips swayed exotically,
like a miniature geisha girl.  She was quite the little dancer, for her
age! "Where did you learn to dance like that?" I asked her from behind the
camera.  "I have an aunt who dances for money," she said.  "She taught me,
but she made me promise not to tell my mom." 'Dances for money' indeed --
from the looks of it, her aunt worked as a stripper!  I wondered if that
was what Sasha had planned, since she had acted so secretive about the
whole thing.  As the thought crossed my mind, I felt a stirring in my
crotch, and I realized that it would be pretty exciting to have my own
private little belly-dancer on film!  This would indeed be one I kept to
myself.

   Sure enough, after a few minutes of these slow gyrations, Sasha crossed
her arms in front of her and reached down to opposite hems of her shirt. 
Still dancing, she slowly lifted her shirt to reveal her slender belly,
stopping there for a few minutes, showing me her bellybutton and the smooth
skin of her lower torso as she undulated.  This was definitely getting
interesting now, I thought, her movements taking on a sensual quality as I
began to appreciate the little girl's body.  I had never looked at little
girls that way before, but it had been quite awhile since I broke up with
my last girlfriend, and I couldn't help getting turned on by this sexy
little display.  Besides, even at 10, Sasha was prettier than any girl I
had ever been with!  "Do you like this?" she asked me, shyly looking for
approval.  "This is really nice," I said.  "I'm glad you decided to dance
for me...  and I promise I'll keep this a secret, just between us." Sasha
blushed, and, encouraged, proceeded to dance even more sensuously.

   This went on for some time, my hormones demanding more attention all the
while.  Finally, I worked up the courage to voice the feelings that were
taking control of me.  "Why don't you lift up that shirt the rest of the
way?" I blurted out, hoping Sasha wouldn't get spooked, "I'm sure what's
under there is just as pretty as the rest of you." "Promise you won't tell
anyone?" she asked again.  "I promise, just between us," I assured her. 
With that, she shyly pulled the shirt up to expose her nipples, then on up
over her shoulders and head.  She held the piece of clothing to her chest
for a moment, then tossed it onto the couch next to me.  I zoomed the
camera in until her young chest filled the view, her puffy little nipples
getting hard now that they were uncovered in the air-conditioning.  This
was amazing!  And Sasha was the one who wanted to keep it a secret!  Fine
by me!

   My cock was at full attention, now, straining in my underwear as Sasha
danced, gyrating her young, semi-nude body in front of me.  She obviously
enjoyed having an audience, and I had the impression this was the first
time.  (Certainly her parents would never have approved of Sasha dancing
half-naked for anyone!) It seemed to free her, and her movements got more
and more fluid and sensual all the time.  I captured every minute, knowing
this was a "home movie" I was bound to watch over and over!

   After a bit, Sasha decided to get even more adventurous.  Taking her cue
from the shirt I had suggested she remove, she crossed her arms again and
hooked her thumbs into opposite sides of the waistband of her skirt. 
Slowly, teasingly, she slid her skirt down over her hips, then her thighs,
then she dropped it at her feet, picking it up and tossing it to the couch
to join her shirt.  I could smell her sweet, little-girl aroma, as this
pile of her laundry began to build next to me.  She now stood before me
wearing only her pink panties, her smooth, tawny-colored body swaying as
she danced.  Her motions were getting much more provocative, now, her hips
gyrating slowly, her eyes closed, her smile a private invitation for me to
simply enjoy this one-girl show.  I couldn't get enough of her, zooming the
camera in to get closeups of her hips, her belly, her slender neck, her
muscular thighs...  I wanted to capture as much of her on tape as I could.

   Feeling bolder after her last initiative, I said, "There's only one
piece of clothing left...  why don't you take that off, too?" Sasha giggled
and blushed a little, but this had apparently crossed her mind, as well. 
She hooked her thumbs into the waist-band of the underwear, and with a
sheepish grin, she slid them down and let them fall on the floor.  Then she
tossed them over with the rest of her clothes on the couch.  I was
transfixed, as she resumed her dance, now totally nude in front of me.  I
had to zoom in for a close-up of her young pussy, then her lovely, rounded
ass as she slowly turned, giving me a full view of everything.  "I've done
this in front of the mirror before, but never for another person.  Do I
look okay?" she asked.  Breathless, I managed to say, "I've never seen
anything better!  Keep going!" Sasha blushed and smiled, then darted over
to give me a quick kiss on the cheek, before resuming her exhibition.

   Having gone through every move she knew, Sasha began to invent new ones.
Most of these involved starting on the floor, then stretching her body this
way and that.  At one point, she was in crab-walk position, with her feet
toward me.  She gyrated her hips upward, and her legs were parted enough
for me to get a clear view of her pussy-lips opening up.  This was
fantastic!  I zoomed in as close as I could, recording every delicious
moment.  She looked wet down there, and she was completely hairless, so it
was easy to see the bump of her erect clitoris.  She was getting aroused by
doing this for me!  As she arched her back and held the pose, I reached
over on impulse and grabbed her panties, putting them to my nose and
inhaling deeply.  The smell of her young pussy was overpowering, and with
the sight of it opened right in front of me, I couldn't help it -- I came
in my pants.  I tried to cut it short, so I wouldn't soak through too
badly, but I had to turn off the camcorder because I couldn't hold it
steady.  I grabbed my cock and squeezed, which helped me pass the peak and
kept the ejaculation short.

   As I caught my breath and opened my eyes, I saw that Sasha had stopped
moving and was sitting cross-legged, looking at me quizzically.  "Did I
make you do that?" she asked, tilting her head a little.  "Oh, yeah, I
couldn't help it, you looked so good!" I told her honestly.  God, she STILL
looked good, sitting there with her little pussy open toward me!  "It
looked like you felt the way I do when I touch myself down there, only
better," she said.  "Is that what they call an origami?" "Orgasm," I
corrected her, chuckling.  "And usually I have to be touching myself, too
-- or somebody does -- but this was a special case.  Do you know what the
word 'erotic' means?" "Not really, but I've heard that word before," she
said.  "Well, it means anything that looks or feels sexy enough to make you
have that good feeling all over...  like when you touch yourself," I told
her.  "And that show you just put on was about the most erotic thing I've
ever seen, so good that I didn't need anybody touching me." "I think that's
the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me!" she said, standing up and
coming to me, her eyes misty.  I took her into my lap as she put her arms
around me, hugging me tightly.  My arms went around her little body, my
hands roaming over her smooth skin, kneading the softness of her ass,
finding the firmness of her breast-buds, stroking her long, silky hair. 
She loosened her arms and went to kiss me on the cheek, but I redirected
her to my mouth...  we met in a tender open-mouthed kiss, her lips hot
against mine and learning quickly!

   What a day of surprises!  I had just stepped out to tape an innocent
little girl skipping rope, and she turns out to be an exhibitionist who
wants to put on a private show for me.  Then I find myself with a handful
of horny preteen who wants to suck the lips off my face.  What's more, I
find myself hot for her, too!  Any preconceptions I'd had about whether a
10-year-old can be sexy had pretty much vanished when I shot my load in my
shorts just watching her.  This little kitten in my lap was sexier than any
adult woman I'd ever known, and twice as willing!

   As we kissed, I slid one hand between Sasha's legs, which she parted for
me immediately, giving me access to her young pussy.  I began to rub the
tender lips, the way she probably did to herself, eliciting murmurs and
moans from her.  I could feel the heat building in her body, and my fingers
felt her growing moistness.  She began gyrating her hips, pushing against
my hand, and I wiggled one finger into her wetness.  "Ohhhhhhhh..." she
gasped, breaking the kiss for a moment, "this is so much better than when I
do it myself!  Mmmmmm....", and then she reattached herself to my lips.  If
I hadn't just come in my pants, I would have right then, hearing such a
thing from this little sex-kitten!  As she humped herself against my hand,
I squeezed her harder, which stimulated her to hump faster, and finally I
had to go for it...  on one of her gyrations, as she pushed up to meet me,
I drove my finger deep into her hot young cunt, all the way to my knuckles.
"UNNNHHHHHHH!!" she groaned, as I penetrated her 10-year-old body, but she
began humping my hand frantically as soon as the initial surprise passed.
Too breathless to kiss now, she just clung tightly to me as I finger-fucked
my little kitten to a climax such as I'd never seen before.  Her pelvis
arched upward so hard that her ass lifted up off my lap, her cunt clamped
onto me in vise-like spasms, and her whole body thrashed and shook with
pleasure.

   Afterward, when Sasha's breathing had slowed down, I took her lips in
mine again, kissing her tenderly.  "I love you," she said.  "I love you,
too," I told her.  "Does that mean you'd like to do this again?" "Oh,
yesss!" she replied, "only..." "What?" I prompted.  "It would be nice if we
could origami at the same time." "Orgasm!" I corrected, laughing.  "Here,
let's dance together," she said, getting off my lap and pulling me to my
feet.  "I'm afraid I'm not much of a dancer," I told her.  "Don't worry,"
she said, tugging my shorts down to my ankles, "haven't you ever heard of a
lap dance?" Then she gently pushed me back down onto the couch, and climbed
back into my lap, her body already gyrating.

   This little fourth-grader wanted me to make love to her!  I pulled my
shirt off so that we were both nude, then pulled her undulating body to me.
Sasha's tawny skin against mine was exciting by itself, and I took a moment
just to run my hands over her, taking in her slender thighs, her sensitive
breast-buds, her soft round ass.  She had straddled my lap, a knee to each
side, and this allowed her to rub her pussy against my hard cock, as we
began to kiss once more.  Each time she pressed her body against me, the
heat of her arousal gave me an agonizing rush!  I took ahold of her little
ass, one soft cheek in each hand, and pulled her to me, grinding my aching
shaft against her crotch, slipping into the moist crevice between her pussy
lips and sliding up and down there, her growing wetness lubricating us
both. At last, unable to wait any longer, I lifted her up enough to slip
the head of my cock down to the entrance of her cunt, and I pushed.  The
head slipped in easily, but the shaft of my cock was a tighter fit, and I
had to give several short shoves to go any further.  She groaned deeply as
her young pussy stretched to take me in, the weight of her body bearing
down on me each time I pushed.  At last, we passed the halfway point, and
her weight pushed us the rest of the way, my cock piercing deep into her
hot, incredible body, bumping into her cervix as her pussy-lips came to
rest against my balls.  Sasha whimpered in ecstasy, kissing me feverishly.
All I could do for the moment was hold her, fireworks exploding in my brain
and balls.  I was actually having sex with a 10-year-old girl, my cock all
the way into her tight preteen cunt!!

   Sasha and I both resumed doing our "lap dance", gyrating our hips
together.  Her little cunt was so hot and tight, and her motions so fluid!
I could smell her arousal, and it drove me wild.  We pumped and thrust
together for barely half a minute, and then we both came at the same time.
My hips arched forward violently, driving me deep into her, as her pussy
clamped down on me hard.  I exploded into her with great gouts of semen,
since I had held back earlier, and her hot, spasming cunt milked me of
every drop, her young body arched hard against me, shaking with pleasure.

   Afterwards, we just held each other, our bodies intertwined and soaked
with the combined sweat and juices of our lovemaking.  As I stroked her
long, black hair, Sasha said, "You know, we forgot something..." "What?" I
asked.  "You didn't have the camcorder running, silly!" I laughed at her
baudiness.  "Do you mean you wish we had movies of us making love?" "Why
not?  What better kind of dancing to have a movie of?" she said seriously.
"Well, I suppose we could, if you want to do it again..." I started to
suggest.  "Great!  How do you want it to start?" she piped up.  So she was
not only an exhibitionist, now she wanted to do homemade porn movies!  But
the idea excited me, not the least because it would mean having more sex
with this hot little girl, right now!  I was rapidly coming to the opinion
that I had been missing out on something, all these years, and Sasha had
finally shown it to me!  I wanted her, in every way possible.

   I had a tripod stashed in the closet, so I quickly grabbed it and set up
the camcorder on it, so that it would tape us on its own.  "You need to
know that guys can't usually orgasm too many times in a row," I told Sasha.
"Girls are different, you can do it over and over, and I'll help you... 
but sometimes it will have to be without me.  I'll still have a good time,
don't worry." "I know I will," she said, her face beaming with
anticipation. "How do you think we should start?" "Why don't you pick up
from where the camera stopped before?" I suggested.  "You were arched
backwards like a crab." "Okay," she said, and got into the position she'd
been in when I lost it.  I started the camera, as Sasha resumed something
like the motions she'd been doing before.  I let her go on for a few
minutes, solo, then I got on my knees and entered the picture.  As she went
through her erotic undulations, I began stroking her body in smooth, fluid
motions, trying to match the way she appeared.  My hands would glide over
her chest, hesitate at the nipples, then down beneath her body to her ass,
cradling it gently and then moving out along her thighs.  At her knees, I
would reverse direction, moving up to her crotch, where my thumbs would
trace the outlines of her pussy on my way back to her hips and then her
chest.  I imagined the way we would look to the camera, an erotic play of
bodies against each other, and the thought spurred me on!

   Following her in her movements, I slowly licked one nipple, then the
other.  Sasha shuddered, but she kept going.  My one hand wound up at her
pussy, cradling it as she moved, then entering it with one finger again,
stroking in and out slowly, in time with what she was doing.  She began to
breathe more raggedly and was having a hard time keeping up her smooth
motions, so I took a more active role by putting my other arm under her
shoulders and lifting her to me.  Her arms came up around my neck, and we
met in a tender kiss as I slowly fingered her.  Supported like this, she
was able to keep up some semblance of her performance, although I could see
she wasn't going remain in control for very long.  All the better, I
thought...  this will look pretty damned hot on video when she goes over
the edge!  A few minutes later, she lost it, her hips bucking upward hard,
her arms clinging tight to me.  I supported her by her shoulders and her
cunt, while she rode out her climax, the camcorder capturing everything!

   After Sasha settled down again, I moved us over to the couch,
redirecting the camcorder that way.  Setting the pile of our clothes out of
the way, I had her lie back with her head and shoulders on one end, propped
on the pillows.  I sat on the other end, with her little feet in my lap.  I
started by stroking them lovingly, then running my hands along her slender
calves and thighs (she really did have nice legs, for her age, and that
tawny skin made them luscious!).  Bending one of them at the knee, I began
to kiss the inside of her thigh, moving lower and lower, until my lips were
at her pussy.  I took her gently in my mouth, causing her to shudder.  The
taste of her tender, 10year-old pussy was heavenly, and I went to work
hungrily.  "Oh, God, this feels good!" she gasped, as I licked and sucked
on her, drinking in both of our fluids eagerly.  Her hands went to my head,
digging into my hair and pulling me to her.  I ran my tongue up to her
erect clit, circling it, which brought another shudder, and then I slid it
down to her vagina and pushed it up into her as far as it would stretch. 
She came at that moment, arching up against me, and I thought I'd lose my
tongue, the way her cunt clamped onto it!  But I did my best to keep
tongue-fucking her while she enjoyed this climax.  Again, I thought how hot
this was going to look when I watched it later!

   Before she had finished completely, I pulled my mouth away from Sasha's
pussy and moved over her body, supporting myself with arms extended, my
knees between her legs.  I quickly drove my aching cock into her
still-spasming cunt and held it there for the camera, as she arched against
me once more.  This time, she wrapped those beautiful little legs around me
and held on, her young cunt gripping me tightly as her orgasm came to an
end.  She pulled me down to her, wrapping her arms around my neck and
kissing me hard.

   With Sasha's four limbs all holding onto me, I lifted her up off the
couch and stood up.  Still buried deep between her legs, I easily supported
her by the ass and began to pump in and out of her hot little body.  What a
video this was going to be!!  Sasha had just come, but she happily joined
in as I slid in and out of her tight young cunt, bringing me dangerously
close to another climax.  I was afraid I might not be able to support us if
I came standing up, so I moved back over to the couch and lay down on my
back, with Sasha on top of me.  She stretched her fine young legs out with
mine, then started humping me for all she was worth, lifting her body up
and slamming her hips forward with each thrust.  The sight of this
beautiful, tawny-skinned preteen driving me up into her tender cunt again
and again, her black hair hanging around her like a sensuous veil, the heat
and tightness of her 10-year-old quim around my cock...  I came again, even
more forcefully than the last time, with waves of semen from some unknown
reserve pouring deep into her body.  As it filled her insides once more,
she went over into another orgasm of her own, slamming hard against me as
she clamped down again.  Once more, she whimpered in ecstasy, and I just
held her tightly to me, our hips jammed together in our mutual euphoria, my
cock still spurting into her and her cunt squeezing me, relaxing,
squeezing, relaxing.

   Once our breathing slowed down a little, I pulled Sasha's face to mine
and kissed her tenderly, kneading her ass with both hands.  We agreed that
this was enough for a first installment on our video, so I got up and
turned off the camcorder.  "What time do you have to be home?" I asked her.
"Oh, they won't miss me for a couple of hours, yet," she said.  "Then what
do you say we go and watch what I've got so far?  There's a TV in the
bedroom..." I left the last part hanging suggestively.  "Sounds great!  But
do you have someplace where I can clean up a little, first?  I feel like a
mess!" We both looked like a mess, all sweaty, hair matted...  but my God,
she looked more sexy than ever!  I was hooked on this little nymph!  "I've
got an idea...  why don't we take a shower together?  We'll save some time,
and have some fun, too!" I suggested.  Sasha giggled, but she seemed to
like the idea.  We headed for the bathroom, with me leading the way.

   Our lovemaking had left us both a little worn-out for the moment, but we
managed to turn the shower into an erotic experience anyway.  We soaped
each other up, my hands gently lathering Sasha's breasts, hers carefully
washing my balls and my cock.  After rinsing the soap off me, she put her
mouth over the end of my cock and gently sucked it, swirling her tongue
around the head.  Inflamed, I lifted her up, swung her legs over my
shoulders and took her tender pussy in my mouth for another brief taste of
her nectar.  I didn't think I could ever get enough of this little
sex-kitten!

   After drying each other off (very thoroughly, each of us getting the
other aroused), we padded into the bedroom, still naked.  Sasha climbed
under the covers, while I rewound the tape and hooked the camcorder up to
the TV.  After hitting "play", I grabbed the remote and got into bed with
her, and we held hands as the tape started.  It opened, of course, with
Sasha's jump-rope routine.  "I didn't know I was showing you my underwear
already!" she giggled.  "Yeah, I thought it was cute," I said.  "I didn't
realize you'd soon be showing me what was under your underwear." She
giggled again and snuggled close, as the scene changed to her dancing in
the living room, then lifting her shirt, then taking it off, then her
skirt, then her panties.  "You look just as exciting as I remember," I told
her, putting an arm around her and squeezing her shoulder.  Suddenly, the
camera shook, then swung around as the picture went blank.  "That's where I
couldn't take it any more.  You're so sexy and beautiful!" I looked over at
Sasha, who was blushing but looking at me with those big, dark eyes, and I
had to gather her in my arms and kiss her.  She wrapped herself around me,
tenderly returning my kiss in mute thanks for the high compliment I had
paid her.  I hit the remote to pause the tape until we were done.

   When I started the tape again, it was at the point where we had made
love once already, and Sasha was dancing erotically, joined shortly by me.
It was strange to see myself on the TV, but it sure was hot to watch as I
fingered Sasha to an orgasm in my arms!  As her body thrashed and shook in
the video, I reached over to her crotch and began to stroke her.  "Looks
pretty good, doesn't it?" "Mm-hmm," she murmured, nestling against my
chest. As the tape played on, showing me sucking on her pussy, I wriggled
my finger back into her warm cunt, stroking her languidly.  "That was the
nicest surprise," she said.  "I remember feeling like someone would really
have to love me to want to do that." "My pleasure, I assure you!" I said.
Sasha reached down and began fondling my cock.  As we watched the tape
through to the end, we found ourselves getting more and more aroused, until
neither of us could wait any longer.  I turned and lifted myself above
Sasha as she parted her legs for me, pushing upward with her hips as she
guided my cock back into her welcoming cunt.  She was so well-lubricated
that it was much easier, now, and she was getting used to taking me in. 
Within two or three pushes, I slid deep inside her, thrusting in and out of
her while she mirrored my motions.  Watching our lovemaking had really
turned us on, and it didn't take long before she arched against me, and I
did the same.  Again, her cunt clamped down around the base of my cock,
milking me of what semen I could produce at that point (it was surprising
to me that there was anything left!).  Afterward, I rolled over and pulled
her on top of me, still deep between her legs, and we lay like that for
some time, that afternoon in my bed.

   Finally, Sasha said that she probably ought to head home.  "When can I
see you again?" I asked.  "How about tomorrow morning?" she said. 
("Tomorrow" being a Sunday, I wouldn't have to go to work, and she wouldn't
have school.) "Sounds good to me!  You come over whenever you can get away.
I'll be waiting!" I told her.  We then collected her clothes from the
living room, and she got dressed.  Even as I watched her put on her
clothes, I found myself aching with desire for this young fox!  Giving her
a longing kiss before she left, I said, "Tomorrow morning can't come soon
enough!  I love you, Sasha!" "I love you, too!  And I promise I'll be back.
Remember, though, this is our secret.  I don't think my Mom would approve!"
"My lips are sealed," I told her, knowing that I'd be the one in hot water
if anyone found out about us.

   * * *

   Six months later, we were still meeting for secret afternoons of
lovemaking in my bed.  We'd added a few chapters to our home video, and we
always followed up by watching ourselves and then making love again.  As
Sasha had approached her 11th birthday, her breasts beginning to grow, I
scheduled a vasectomy for myself, not wanting to get her pregnant.  (Well,
I couldn't exactly put her on the Pill, now, could I?  Using condoms just
never appealed to me, and I didn't like the idea of those foams and
jellies, which are gross and not very reliable.) She had thought it was
gallant of me, and it actually added pleasure to our time together, having
that future concern gone for good.  Just in time, too, as she started her
period a few weeks later!  I began keeping supplies at the house for her,
so that if it happened to be during those times when she came over, we
didn't have to let it stop us.  Her parents never seemed to suspect
anything...  I think they were pretty on-the-go people, and Sasha was a
latch-key kid to start with.  As long as she was home for supper, they
never questioned where she went.  My job had me working the graveyard
shift, so I could sleep during the morning and be ready for Sasha when she
got out of school.  Each day that she came to spend time with me, we would
grab ahold of each other just inside the door, immediately making out, not
wanting to waste a precious minute.  And always, we ended up wrapped around
each other in my bed, spent for the day.

   By the time she turned 12, Sasha had developed the most beautiful pair
of breasts I had ever seen.  They were firm and full, with trim brown
nipples accenting the soft, tawny-colored skin.  As they had grown, she
appreciated it more and more when I kissed and fondled them, so I would
often suckle her during our lovemaking.  Once, I even brought her to orgasm
without even touching her pussy, they were so sensitive!  The variations
grew in our sexual expression, and I found that Sasha was a very inventive
lover.  We never seemed to run out of ways to satisfy each other.

   When we were still going strong as Sasha turned 14 -- her pubic hair
grown, now, and her height a little closer to mine -- we had a serious talk
about the future.  At this point, I was 33, and I would have been happy to
spend the rest of my life with Sasha.  But I didn't know how she felt about
spending the rest of her life with someone 19 years older.  "Think it
over...  when you're 41, I'll be 60," I told her...  "that's a big
difference.  I'd hate to lose you, but I'd understand if you'd rather be
with someone your own age.  Much as it would hurt, I'd let you go for your
own good." The thought made my eyes well up with tears, knowing how I'd
ache for her.  Sasha wouldn't hear of it.  "You're everything to me, and I
can't imagine going through life without you!" she said, hugging me tight.
"I want to go on loving you until we're both too old to do it." She giggled
a bit after the last part was out of her mouth.  "The shame of it is," I
said, "we can't even talk to your parents about it for about four more
years...  they'd have me arrested for 'taking advantage of you', all this
time." "Well, then we just have to keep it a secret for four years more,"
she said matter-of-factly.  "We've done pretty well so far, haven't we?"
"You've done more than 'pretty well', I'd say.  You're amazing!" I told
her.

   So with that, it was settled.  Sasha and I both wanted to be together
forever, come what may.  Four years later, she introduced me to her
parents. She never told them we'd been screwing our brains out since she
was 10, of course...  the story was simply that we had met "a few months
ago", had seen each other several times since then, had fallen in love and
wanted to get married.  They were skeptical, of course, but once they saw
us together and saw how I treated their daughter like the princess she was,
they warmed up to me.  Sasha and I were married 6 months later, and then we
no longer had to hide anything.  It was wonderful to be able to take her
out to dinner, to go shopping together, anything where I could have her
next to me.

   That was 10 years ago, and Sasha and I are still happily together.  We
still have that original video, although we've made many more over the
years.  Sometimes, we still pull out that first one and watch two people 18
years younger discovering each other for the first time.  It still excites
me, and Sasha too.  She calls me her "dirty old man" for fun, and I call
her my "brazen little slut".  We'll laugh, then we'll get turned on as we
watch, fondling each other's sensitive areas more and more urgently...
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