{ASST} Unexpected_Encounter {Mr_Ed} (mg, 1st, rom) Disclaimer: This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or purpose other than to entertain. It should not be read by any minor, for it is not intended as an instructional manual in sex. If the idea of underage sex bothers you, do not read any further. Unexpected Encounter by: Mr. Ed The first time he noticed her, she had just arrived at the swimming pool where he had been swimming with his friends. Bruce did a complete double take, having caught sight of her in a passing glance, he completed the turn he was making and then immediately looked behind him to see her once again. She had looked at him and noticed his double take as he turned to stare at her, but she just continued on her way with her friends. That was when one of his friends came and shoved him back into the water, and he lost sight of her. It took him a couple of minutes to deal with his friends, and was able to get himself out of the water once again. Sitting on the side, he scanned to see if he could see her again, at first with no success. On a second look he found her, in the process of removing her top and exposing the upper part of a very skimpy bikini bathing suit. Two little triangles of fabric were barely enough to cover the slight rounding of her chest that formed her breasts. Now she was opening the waist of her tight shorts, and pushing them down. There under the shorts was the other part of her skimpy bikini, and it was just as skimpy of material. Supported from a string hanging below her waist was a piece of fabric that dropped down concealing her crotch, with both her legs completely bare. As she turned to put down the shorts, the lower crease of her butt was exposed, and only the crack up the middle was hidden from view by the small piece of fabric. Without a doubt, she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen or noticed, and he was astonished at how much of her he was able to see. Then Bruce realized she was looking his way, and he made a supreme effort to pull his eyes away, turning to where his friends were calling for his attention. As soon as he got a chance to look, she was nowhere to be found, and he carefully scanned the poolside to see if she had taken up a new place. Totally vanished, and so damn disappointing! "You look like you lost something, or somebody," said a soft voice from close by. "Only the most beautiful..." Stopping in mid sentence, Bruce turned to look at the soft voice a few feet away. "Oh, it's you! Hi!" he said, feeling at a loss for words. "Hi!" she responded. "My name is Cindy!" "Hi, Cindy!" he answered. "My name is Bruce, and...well...damn it! Will you marry me?" "Yea, I think so! I'd like to get to know you better first, but I get the feeling we will marry!" "I guess it is kind of stupid, 'cause I'm only thirteen, and not ready for marriage! I've never even thought about marriage before, but you...you are something else. I've just got to have you!" "You like my bathing suit?" she asked. "OH YEA!" he stated emphatically. "But that's not it! There's something more about you...it makes me feel like I have known you for years and years!" "What a nice thing for you to say, Bruce! I am only eleven, but I think I have been looking for you for all those years. I don't know why I noticed you, other than the way you were staring at me, that is. Something else made me notice you too!" "Maybe later we could meet and talk for awhile?" suggested Bruce. "Why not right now?" asked Cindy. "I can't right now! I've got to swim around for awhile so I can forget you before I can come out!" "Oh!" she said with a very embarrassed smile. "That's very flattering. I guess there is no way for me to help you hide it, is there?" "So come over to the side," she continued, "and I'll get my towel and you can hold it like you are drying your chest. That would hide it!" "But I might get your towel wet!" he commented. "Then you will have to loan me your own, or even dry me off with yours, if you like!" "Please shut up, Cindy!" demanded Bruce, causing her to stare in surprise at his tone, and words. "Talk like that will make me embarrass myself right here in the water." "Oh, that's what you mean!" she exclaimed. "Just take this towel and do what you have to get out of the water and come and sit with me! Where are your street clothes?" she asked as he emerged to the side of the pool and positioned the towel over his erection. "Over there where those two guys are talking to each other!" said Bruce. "Don't go over there like that, though! I don't want them to stare at you like I know they would!" "So you want to be the only one to stare at me?" she asked. "Well...yes!" he said giving it some thought. "I guess that is not right, but I can't help it. You are so fantastic!" "It is the only way you will get your street clothes so you can hide your problem," she explained. "I'll be right back!" She went over to the guys, and sure enough they stared just like Bruce expected them to. He really couldn't blame them, for she did look so good, but he didn't like it at all. They talked a couple of moments, and then his clothes were picked out and handed to her, and she returned while the guys stared at her retreating butt. Returning back to where he sat, she handed him his things, less his towel which she used to dry off herself a little more. Bruce pulled on the shorts, and hid the erection that still remained inside his swim suit. Cindy sat down, in a very provocative pose, at least as far as Bruce was concerned. Her butt was on the ground, and her feet, but her knees were bent up, giving him a full view of the bathing suit where it covered over her vital crotch area. Try as he might, his eyes kept wandering back to the way they looked, especially at the crease right down the middle from the top for about two or three inches. They talked for a long time, primarily about where they lived and the schools the attended. They actually lived a short distance from each other, and he passed her house every time he went to school, or returned home after school. Her school was the all girl's school that the guys liked to joke about, on the other side of the street from his school. Bruce had no intention of joking about it ever again, if this was where she went. Finally Bruce got up the courage and asked, "Would you consider going out with me, Cindy, and being my girlfriend?" "I already am your girlfriend, Bruce," she said. "If I wasn't, do you think I would let you stare between my legs like you are?" "Oh, Cindy!" declared Bruce. "I am so sorry to do that, but you have got to be the sweetest looking girl I have ever seen, and so unbelievably sexy!" "Did you think I was complaining?" she responded. "If I didn't want you to look, I wouldn't sit like this! What are you thinking, though? Are you imagining what it would be like if I didn't have on my bathing suit?" "Forgive me, but that is exactly what I have been thinking about!" admitted Bruce. "Oh, Damn! Now I've done it!" he declared as he bowed his head. Moving closer to him, she asked, "What's wrong? Did you come in your pants?" "This is so embarrassing," he told her. "That's exactly what I've done! It's still coming out! And I'm actually telling a girl! I must be crazy!" "Well if you are crazy over me, I don't mind!" she exclaimed. "I don't show it the same as you do, but I have come too! If there was a way, I'd pull it open and show you! However, what can I do to help? Do you want me to walk in front of you to help hide it?" "Would you walk right beside me? I can hold the towel on the other side until I can get in the bathroom. Guess I won't get to swim much today!" he declared. "When you are cleaned up, we can go someplace and get to know each other better," she suggested. "Don't forget to carry your briefs!" He already had them under the towel, as they got up together, walked to the entrance to the men's washroom, and he slipped inside. Five minutes later, Bruce emerged, and found Cindy waiting for him, fully dressed. They left together, without a word being said to any of his friends, only to reach the outside of the pool entrance where they stopped. "So where do we go from here?" asked Cindy. "I know where I'd like to go, but anywhere you want to go is fine with me, Cindy," he reported. "Where is it you'd like to go, Bruce?" she asked. "I'd like to take you to my place, 'cause my folks are gone to work. I know that is not such a good idea for you, but it's nice to dream, anyway!" declared Bruce. "Let's go!" she said as she started towards her home. They walked along a short distance before Bruce got the courage to take her hand into his, and was rewarded by it fitting into his perfectly. Hand in hand, they came to her home, which she pointed out, and passed by it. "So where are we going now, if that was your home?" he asked. "We're going to your place, since your parents are not home," she told him. "Really?" he said in astonishment. "You're not scared to go there?" "I can't marry you if I'm afraid of you," she told him. "Stop the chatter and show me where you live!" Even though it was only a short distance, it took forever to reach there, as far as Bruce was concerned. The only thing that made the long trip bearable was she still was holding his hand, and it felt so good to have it in his. Upon arriving, he used his key to open the back door, and they stepped inside into the kitchen. "This is a nice place, Bruce," stated Cindy as she looked around the kitchen. "May I see the rest of the place?" she asked. Bruce took her on a guided tour of the house, including the recreation room in the basement, and the bedrooms and bathroom upstairs. When they had finished, he suggested that the recreation room would be the nicest place to sit and get to know each other better. "I think your bedroom would be an even nicer place, Bruce," she suggested as she led him by the hand back into the room. "It feels more right to be here than downstairs in the recreation room." "Do you think I could give you a kiss?" he asked meekly. "Give me one now, before I take off my street clothes, and let you see my bikini again," she told him. They came together, and Bruce leaned down to gently place a kiss on her sweet lips, and was surprised with the intensity that she returned the kiss with. After the second kiss, she reached out and put her arms around his neck, and pressed her front against him, ignoring the protrusion that pressed against her belly. "I see I've managed to get you hard again!" she observed. "I don't think it has gone down since I first set eyes upon you," he told her. "Are you really going to show me your bikini again?" he asked. "Right now!" she said as she started removing her blouse. "Why don't you take off your shirt and shoes?" she asked. As Bruce fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, her blouse came off to reveal the two little pieces of cloth over her breasts, except one was pushed over and part of her breast, and even a part of her nipple was exposed. Turning away, he said, "I'm sorry to tell you this, Cindy, but you better fix your top. A little too much is showing!" "Its okay, Bruce," she said. "You can look, because I've an idea you are going to take off my top anyway!" "Oh, God!" declared Bruce. "I've never felt like this about anybody before! Look at how beautiful you are! And you are going to let me see your bare tittie? Right here in my own room?" He was rewarded by Cindy pulling the piece further towards the middle, and fully exposing her left breast. It was not very big, but it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen! Bruce almost fell down onto his knees, staring at the wonderful shape before him. He fumbled around looking for words to say, but could not find any, and finally just stared at it. "Aren't you going to feel it up?" asked Cindy. "I'm afraid it will disappear if I touch it," reported Bruce. "It is so beautiful! So perfect in shape, and size, and everything!" "It better not be too perfect in size," she stated, "because it is still growing! And it will not disappear if you feel it up, Bruce!" she declared. With his hand trembling, he reached out and placed his fingers on the mound, over the nipple. Looking at her face, he could see she was not objecting, and so wrapped his hand over it, feeling the full thing in his tender grip. Slowly he began to kneed the mound, and discovered what it was like to touch a girl's breast. "It feels good when you touch it, Bruce, but wait just for a minute, while I get my shorts and shoes off." Before his unbelieving eyes, Cindy removed her shorts to reveal the bikini bottom he had stared at so long before. When she had her shoes off, she came over to stand close to him where he had been kneeling, and was now standing. Reaching around behind her back, she undid the string there, and then the one behind her neck, and let the top fall away to the floor below. "What can I say, Cindy?" he asked. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever looked at." Catching himself, he corrected, "Not a 'thing' but the most beautiful body I have ever seen. Your breasts and skin all over are so clean, smooth and nice! I feel like I should fall down on my knees and worship you, for you are so perfect!" Bruce walked around her, blatantly staring at all that was exposed. When he got behind her, she put her hands on the fabric of the suit, squeezed it together, and pushed it up into the crack of her bum, leaving her butt exposed to his hungry eyes. He could not resist reaching out and resting his finger tips on her butt, and drawing them over the curves of one side and then the other. Kneeling down on one knee, he did something he could not imagine ever doing, and that was placing a kiss on one cheek, and then the other. "You are so gorgeous!" he declared to himself. Standing up, he rested his fingers on her shoulders, and then ran his hands down her two arms. Sliding them back up the same arms, he then ran them from her shoulders, down over her smooth bare back, over the string around her upper hips, and then over the cheeks of her butt once again. This time, however, he continued on down her legs, all the way to her feet. Suddenly she shuddered as if she was cold. "What's wrong, Cindy?" Did that bother you?" he asked, coming around to in front of her once again. "No!" she declared. "I just came again!" she told him. "Your touch makes me feel so good!" "You don't mind me touching you?" he asked. "I want you to touch me, Bruce!" she told him as she looked straight into his eyes. "It's all yours, you know!" "What do you mean, 'it's all mine'?" he asked. "Just what I said, Bruce. Ever since I first saw you at the pool, and you spun around to look at me, I've known it was all for you! I didn't even intend to take off my shorts, except I wanted to show you, once I had seen you look at me!" As she was speaking, Bruce had placed his hands on her shoulders once again, and had started moving his hands down towards her breasts. Then he took the two of them in his two hands, and she inhaled as he began to knead them. It was quite a few moments before he came off her breasts, and continued his journey down the rest of her front. When he came to the covering piece of cloth, he ran his fingers right up against the edges of the bare skin beside it, tickling her slightly as he went down over the exposed parts of her belly. Then he finished the journey down to her feet, moving over her hips, and thighs, on the down stroke, and closer to the front on his return trip. Upon returning to the fabric he ran his fingers over the outside, barely touching the material, all the while watching her face. When she spread her legs apart, he knew he was not being resisted by her, and repeated the touch, pressing a little harder, so he could feel the flesh underneath. She closed her eyes, and felt the contact between her legs, including his hand against the bare skin of her thighs. Returning to standing, Bruce put his hands on her shoulders, and a kiss on her lips. "When I touch you, it is like I am touching something holy! You are so beautiful, and I am so completely in love with you, that it is tearing my heart right out of my chest. Please find it in your heart to forgive me for wanting you like I do. I have no right to you, but I do love you, and will for the rest of my life!" "Don't be like that, Bruce," she said quietly. "I didn't expect this at all, but now that I have met you, there is no other guy for me. If you want me, then take me, for you already have me. Do what you want to me, for I want you to do the same thing. Teach me to make love, for that is what I want of you!" "I'd be willing to wait for you until we could get married, Cindy!" he told her. "No matter how many years that may take, I'd wait for you until you were ready!" "If you don't take me now, then I will punch your lights out!" she declared. "Oh, I'm coming again!" she exclaimed as she bent forward from the feeling sweeping throughout her body. Cindy had been standing so close to the bed, that when she collapsed from the climax, she ended up dropping onto the bed side. Bruce followed her down, and sat beside her, his arm around her shoulder as she felt the waves going through her. When he placed his lips on hers, she lurched into his arms, bringing her breasts against his bare chest, as they both fell back on the bed. Their shared kisses were now open mouthed, and full of each other's tongue exploring the other mouth, and rubbing against each other. His upper hand took hold of her breast once again, and kneaded it as they continued to kiss, and her hand found his erection still covered in his shorts and bathing suit. Jumping up after a couple of moments, she fumbled with his shorts clasp, released it and the zipper from its hold on him, and pulled them down. Without bothering to get them off, she started getting her hands into the waist of his swim suit trunks, and they were also down about his knees. With her help and by lifting his one foot, it came off the one leg, and that is where he left them, no longer in the way. His attention then when to the small little bikini bottom, removing it with a single sweep of his hand, taking it completely off her legs. Wasting no time, he climbed over her as she scrambled to get further up on the bed, and then he was in position over her. Cindy reached down to take hold of his penis, and pointed it at the correct place. With force he did not know was in him, he entered her, breaking her cherry with the first push, and finding himself fully inside her. Instinct took over as he pumped in and out of her beautiful body, bringing her to a climax in less than a minute, and himself almost immediately after. They lay together as he filled up her insides with his semen, kissing gently over and over again. "I guess I just raped you, Cindy," he admitted to her. "No you didn't, Bruce!" she declared. "You made love with me! That was not rape, it was love!" "That's how I feel, but we are supposed to be too young for this!" he commented. "I don't care what anybody says," she remarked, "this was the way it was meant to be! I love you with all my heart, and it is in your care from now on. Please don't break it on me!" "That would not be possible," declared Bruce. "I think you have my heart to take care of while I care for yours. Sounds like a good deal to me!"