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 MARY ELLEN

   Part I.  Children Playing House

   For most of my childhood, my favorite cousin was Mary Ellen, who was 3
years younger.  Although her family lived 2 hours away, they visited us a
few times a year and we went to their house as often.  I remember watching
my aunt change my cousin's diaper and asking why she looked different from
me.  At age 4 I simply accepted my mother's explanation that girls were
different than boys.

   As we grew older, Mary Ellen and I became good friends, playing together
in my bedroom or in hers and in her family's big back yard.  They lived on
a 3 acre piece of land that backed to an even larger wooded area.  We often
roamed the woods, finding secluded spots for "forts," or "castles" where we
played for hours until her mom called us in.  Sometimes when we played
house, we would undress for bed, down to our underpants and snuggle up
together like a mommy and daddy under an imaginary blanket.  We were down
to our underpants on a warm summer day when I was 9 and she was 6, when she
told me about what she had seen not long ago.  It seems Mary Ellen had
gotten out of bed to get a drink of water when she heard a noise from her
parents' room.  She walked up to their open door and peeked in.  By the
light of the full moon she could see her mommy sitting astride her daddy as
if she were riding a horse, rocking back and forth and moaning softly. 
Then she noticed that her mommy and daddy had no clothes on.  When her mom
started to turn towards the door, Mary Ellen quickly pulled her head back,
scrambled to the bathroom, got her drink and went back to bed.

   When Mary Ellen told me that story, she asked if I knew what her mommy
and daddy had been doing.  I hadn't yet discovered sex and it wasn't taught
in school back in the 1950s, so I told her I didn't know.  She said it
looked like her mommy was having fun and that she would like to try it with
me.  I was a little nervous about taking off all my clothes, but I wanted
to see Mary Ellen nude so I agreed.  She quickly pulled down her white
cotton panties and stepped out of them, standing before me completely
naked. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.  My eyes were
drawn to her puffy little girl pussy with the lips clamped together forming
a perfect little slit.  "Well, what are you waiting for?  Take off your
underpanties!" Mary Ellen said impatiently.  I snapped out of my trance and
dropped my tighty-whities.  "Now you lie on your back," she directed,
pushing on my chest and aiming me at our imaginary bed.  I lay down on the
ground and she immediately straddled my mid-section and sat down on my
groin.  I felt the soft skin of her pussy lips pressing on my flaccid cock,
pinning it against my abdomen.  Once seated, Mary Ellen started to rock her
hips forward as she had seen her mommy do.  Immediately my cock began to
get hard, inflating quickly under the pressure of her pussy rubbing back
and forth.

   "Mmm, this feels nice," purred Mary Ellen after a while as my hard
little cock pushed open her pussy lips like a hot dog slipping between the
halves of a bun.  As she increased the tempo of her rocking motion, she
grabbed both of my wrists and pulled my hands to her flat little chest. 
"Daddy was rubbing mommy's chest when they did this, so you should rub
mine." Although I didn't see anything to rub, she guided my fingers to her
little immature nipples and told me to "Rub me here.  It feels good." I
felt little bumps under my fingers but I was more interested in what was
happening to my cock.  I had never had feelings like this before.  I had
plenty of erections and once or twice I even rubbed my cock, but certainly
not with something as soft and smooth a girl's pussy lips.  I didn't know
what was happening but I liked it.  So did Mary Ellen if the expression on
her face was to be believed.  By now her lips were spread completely and my
little cock was gently gripped between them.  I felt like I was sliding in
something slippery and that made it even better.

   Mary Ellen rocked back and looked down at where my cock was between her
pussy lips.  "It's bigger than it was and it's all hard," she giggled.  I
raised my head to look and was amazed at the sight of our genitals rubbing
together.  I missed the friction, so I started moving my hips under her to
get my dick moving in her pussy again.

   Mary Ellen smiled at me and resumed her rocking motion, "It feels real
tingly down in my belly," she said as she bent over and kissed me on the
lips.  That was the best feeling I had ever experienced and I wondered if
it could get any better.  Suddenly we heard her mom's voice yelling for us
to come home for dinner.  She scrambled off me and we both dressed as fast
as we could.  I sneaked a final glance at her little pussy as she pulled up
her panties, then we ran all the way back to her house.  Neither of us said
anything for the rest of the day about what we had done, but now and then
when our eyes would meet, she would give me a little smile.  (to be
continued)