Author: Sterling
Title: You Want To So Much, I Can Tell
Summary: My daughter's friend seemed to read my forbidden desires
and had fun seeing me so excited as she coaxed me into doing all
those naughty things with her.
Keywords: Mg pedo humor 1st

NOTICE:  This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 12/28/2011.

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You Want To So Much, I Can Tell

My daughter Jessie had two friends over to play: Allie and
Meredith. I'd never met Allie before, and -- my goodness she was
cute! Blond curls, big blue eyes. Just a girl, of course, just my
daughter's friend. But if only... if only I could slide my hand
up between her legs, feel the warm spot where her legs meet. Stop
that! I scolded myself.
 
Suddenly I saw her looking at me. She giggled.

"Let's go out to the swings," said Meredith as all three girls
rose, and she and Jessie headed out.

"I'll be out in a little while," said Allie.

"What did she say?" we heard Jessie ask from the yard.

"I think she's got to use the bathroom," said Meredith.

But Allie didn't head for the bathroom. She hopped up and down
and grinned at me, then pranced into the spare bedroom, motioning
me to follow. When I was inside she shut the door behind her and
locked it.
 
"You wanna look under my dress?"
 
"Heavens, no, Allie, whatever made you think that?"
 
"You do, I can tell."
 
"I certainly do not. Run along out to play with your friends."
 
"Look, Mr. Smith." She scrunched her dress up to show me the tops
of her thighs; I could only see her knees before.
 
I looked, and gulped.
 
Allie giggled. "You like it! I can tell! My goodness, what a
naughty man you are!"
 
"Allie, that's quite enough!"
 
"Look now, Mr. Smith," said the impudent little thing, and she
lifted the dress up to her tummy, giving me a clear view of her
light blue panties, soft cotton hiding the parts of her I wanted
to see so much.
 
I wasn't supposed to stare, but I couldn't help myself. Right
under that thin cloth was the forbidden girl flesh I fantasized
about so guiltily. I saw those parts of Jessie now and then, of
course, but it wasn't the same. She was just my daughter. But
other little girls -- I felt differently about them.
 
She giggled again. "Mr. Smith! You are so naughty... But you like
it so much!"
 
She let the dress fall. "Close your eyes."

I did. I thought I could tell what she was doing, though. I both
dreaded the prospect and found it terrifically exciting. I heard
s swishing of cloth, and the next thing I knew, I sensed
something under my nose and sniffed.

It was the mysterious, magical smell of little girl panties! I
probably had pleasure written all over my face, because the next
thing I knew she was smushing them all over my face. But I didn't
mind.

"You can hold them you know, you naughty man," she said.
 
I opened my eyes, and as in a dream, I took them from her. I
worked the cloth reverently in my hands, admiring it and looking
at it up close, where I could also smell it. To me it was like
silk woven of golden thread.

"Oh, Mr. Smith! You are so happy with my panties!"

I shrugged sheepishly.
 
"I'd give them to you, but my mommy'd get mad if they were
missing. This is fun! It's so cool you're so excited. Hmmm. You'd
like to see what was inside my panties, Mr. Smith? Really?"
 
"No, I would not," I said, trying to sound firm but failing
miserably.
 
She giggled. "Yes you would, I can tell! Look, Mr. Smith."
 
The dress crept up again, revealing the smooth golden skin of her
thighs, more and more of it, until her crotch with the little
slit came into view.
 
I stared, mesmerized.
 
"Mr. Smith!" giggled the little girl. "You're staring at my
kitty! You're not supposed to do that! That's very naughty."
 
I managed to tear my eyes away. "Oh, you're right," I said.
 
"Oh, come on, Mr. Smith, you can look. You're so excited you're
dizzy."
 
She was right, I was dizzy.
 
I sat on the edge of the guest bed so I wouldn't fall over. Allie
sat beside me, then lay back with her legs wide apart, but her
dress smoothed down again.
 
"How'd you like to slide your hand up under there, Mr.
Smith?" she said with another giggle.
 
"No," I said, shaking my head weakly.
 
"Ah, c'mon, of course you do. You want to so much. Everything
else has worked OK, right? Go ahead, you naughty man..."

"Have you ever done this before?" I asked, a vestige of parental
concern and propriety making its presence felt for a bare
instant.

"Nope. But I can just tell you want to, and it's fun!"

I reached my hand out and touched one warm knee, then slowly slid
my hand upward.
 
"My goodness you're excited! How can playing with a little girl
like me make you so happy?" She put her hand over her mouth to
keep from laughing quite so hard. "Keep feeling up there, Mr.
Smith... A little higher."
 
I reached the junction of her thighs and felt the tender flesh of
her labia.
"You can look too," she said, slowly pulling the cloth of her
dress up over my hand so I could see my forbidden touch.
 
"Mr. Smith! It's like a witch put a spell on your or something!
You're in a trance!"
 
I nodded weakly.
 
"It's just a girly weewee, right? Jessie has one too, right? I
know she does, we were showing each other last week..."
 
"I know, but it makes me feel different. Very different."
 
"I guess so! This is so cool!"
 
"I shouldn't be doing this... I should stop..." I said in a
monotone.
 
"You don't need to stop," said Allie softly. "You're having so
much fun, and it's so cool to see you all excited."
 
I started caressing her delicate labia.
 
She lay back, grinning at me. "Mr. Smith! You really want to look
*inside*? Oh my!"
 
"Oh, I..." This girl somehow knew all my forbidden fantasies.
 
"You wanna look inside. Where the pee comes out. You really do,
don't you! It's OK, go ahead, you naughty man," she said softly.

"How do you know?" I asked with genuine puzzlement.

"Dunno," she said, shrugging. "I just do. And it's cool!"
 
I peeled back her labia, millimeter by millimeter, then worked my
fingers into her slit. I'd never felt so excited in my life. And
everything was just where it was supposed to be, her little clit,
her inner lips with her small girl hole.
 
"Mr. Smith!" she shrieked with glee, bouncing her heels up and
down against the mattress. "You want to kiss it? Stick your
tongue down there? My gosh, you really do, don't you! You want to
so bad! OK, you can. That's fine, Mr. Smith, I don't mind. You're
just so excited; it's so easy to make you happy!"
 
My head descended and my tongue found her girl folds and I
licked, working inside. I whimpered from the pleasure of it; her
smell and taste adding sexy overtones to the phenomenal touch and
sight.
 
"You are so, so naughty, Mr. Smith! But I don't mind. It kind of
tickles a little."
 
My cock was so engorged and hot I thought it might burst. I
reached down to rearrange it.
 
"You want to show me what's in your underpants, too?" Allie said
with a smile. "You do! Wow! You really do!" she chortled. "I
guess it's only fair, since I've let you play with me, you should
let me play with you! I've always been curious what men look
like."
 
I pulled away from her and worked quickly to pull off shoes and
socks, pants and briefs, then whipped off my shirt as well,
leaving myself naked.
 
"Whoa! Ooh, wow! It's so big! Can I touch?"
 
I nodded, and thrilled as her little hand softly stroked all over
my scrotum and penis.

"Cool," she said, waving my cock back and forth like a stick.
 
Then Allie paused and looked at me, eyes wide. "You want to poke
it against mine?" she asked, incredulous. "You wanna stick the
end of your private part right against my little naughty place? I
can't believe you!" She laughed. "You are so naughty! But you
want to so much... You're not going to pee on me, are you?" she
asked with a trace of suspicion.
 
I shook my head. That was one thing she didn't need to worry
about.
 
"No, I can tell you aren't."

As I eased myself into position, not quite believing where I was
or what I was doing, she spoke again.

"They always tell us to stay covered up and not let anyone touch
us, but that was about men who might hurt us. You'd never hurt
me, would you? I can tell. You're so sweet... My mommy says we
don't need to be ashamed of our bodies. Do you think my body's
OK, Mr. Smith?"
 
I nodded enthusiastically, and Allie giggled.
 
I slowly lowered myself over the girl, and spread her girly lips
before kissing the tip of my penis right at her opening. Heaven!
More than I could ever have hoped for. She'd encouraged me every
step of the way, though. Cajoled me into it, though she sensed
correctly how much I wanted to do every little thing we'd done.
But now it was the end of the road.
 
"Oh, Allie," I said dully, "We shouldn't be like this..."

"It's OK, Mr. Smith! It feels very naughty and exciting. It feels
OK with my body, but mostly it's cool! And all I had to do was
let you see and play with my private parts, and you're like in a
dream."
 
My penis wanted to poke into the little cavity in front of it.
I knew I shouldn't, but I did press, just a little. At least I
could feel some of the motion and pretend.
 
"Mr. Smith! You want to... you want to get that inside of me?"
 
"Oh, no, not really," I gasped.

"But you want to, if you could, I can tell. But how could it?"

"It would never fit since you're just a little girl."

"You mean it would fit if I were a big girl? Where would it fit?"
 
"There's a tube down there, right in front of where I'm pressing
right now, though you probably haven't played with it. When you
grow up it will be big enough to take a penis inside, like when
you get married."
 
"Really?" Allie was surprised.
 
"Yeah," I said. "When couples get all lovey-dovey, that's what
they want to do. He wants to stick his penis in her hole, and she
wants him to stick it there." And right then I wanted to stick my
cock in her pussy, more than anything.
 
"Oh, you're so silly! Stop making up stories like that!"
 
I shrugged, feeling no need to argue with the girl who had
invited me to play with her in every naughty way.
 
"But you want to poke in, don't you? You really, really want to
poke inside!"
 
"Well, yeah, but it would never fit. It would hurt you."
 
"And you'd never hurt me, I know," said Allie, hugging me. "Well,
why don't you poke, and I'll tell you if it starts hurting and
then we stop, OK?" she said.
 
"OK," I said. I poked a little harder, and felt wetness. I didn't
know if it was my precum or her own lubrication, but it was
definitely wet.
 
 "You're so happy, Mr. Smith! And it's all because of me! And I
haven't done a thing, just let you see me and touch me!"
 
"That's right, Allie," I said.
 
I felt my tip nudging against the opening in her abdominal
cavity. And with my repeated pokes, knocking at the door, it
opened up a little, then a little more.
 
"It's so big? How's it ever working?"

"I don't know," I said. I didn't want to think about it, lest the
magic spell be broken.

"Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke!" sang little Allie to herself.
"Mr. Smith's poking his big fat penis in my peepee parts... And
stuffing me! Wow is it big!"
 
I pressed firmly, increasing the pressure, but waiting for the
first sign of discomfort from little Allie.
 
My cock tip oozed inside, and the girl looked at me with wide
eyes and open mouth.
 
"You got it in me! How'd you do that?"
 
"Does it hurt?" I asked, concerned.
 
"Nope.. and you love it so much!"
 
I kept leaning into the girl, willing my prong into her pussy
flesh. And somehow, miraculously, it gave way. My cock sank in
more and more.
 
"That feels funny!" laughed Allie. "How's your huge thing
fitting? It's like a magic trick!"
 
I only got in a few inches -- three maybe. But three was enough.
I slowly pulled my penis back an inch, then pushed in. Little
Allie's pussy let me go out, and then welcomed me back inside.
 
"Are you going to make up your mind, in or out?" she asked, then
said, "No, that's just what you want, right? The in and out?"

I nodded weakly, feeling incredibly excited to be pumping in and
out of a young girl.

"In and out, in and out, in and out," sang Allie to herself with
a mischievous smile, then looked at me.
 
I was in a frenzy of sexual passion; this girl's immature body
was driving me wild.
 
"Mr. Smith, are you OK? I know it's what you want, but you look
kind of sick!"
 
"Oh, I'm fine," I said with a quick smile. My ecstasy was
building. "It feels fantastic."
 
"Well, don't hurt yourself with all that poking!" Allie giggled.
 
"Oh, Allie," I murmured. "It feels fantastic, Allie, you're so
wonderful!"
 
"Oh, goody! I'm glad! But I'm just an ordinary girl. It's so easy
to make you happy, Mr. Smith!"
 
"Something's going to happen," I said.
 
"What?" asked Allie, curious.
 
"Hard to explain," I said, panting as I fucked in and out of the
little girl.
 
"But... Oh, Allie!" I moaned, picking up the pace. "It's almost,
oh, I..."
 
"Don't hurt yourself, Mr. Smith!"
 
"It's, oh, Allie, Allie, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH!" I shouted out.
Ecstasy was upon me. Semen surged out of my cock tip into Allie's
pussy, one hot goopy pulse after another. I pumped in and out of
the young thing in utter ecstasy. When the last dribble had oozed
out, I slowly withdrew my cock and flopped down onto my back
beside her.
 
Allie propped her head on one elbow and looked at me. "That felt
*good*?" she asked.
 
"It felt fantastic, Allie. You're OK?" I asked, suddenly
concerned. My attention to any sign of her discomfort had wavered
as my orgasm had approached.
 
"I'm fine," she said. Reaching down, she said, "Hey! What's this
stuff?" coming up with a gob of cum that had oozed out of her
pussy. "Did you pee in me?"
 
"It's from my body, but it's not pee. It's the stuff that daddies
give to mommies so they can grow babies."
 
"Mr. Smith, that's so silly!"
 
I shrugged. "It's true. I bet you've never smelled anything like
it before."
 
She quickly verified that. "Am I going to have a baby?" she
asked, alarmed for the first time in our encounter.
 
"No, don't worry. You're way too young. The stuff will just
dribble out. It doesn't do any harm."
 
"OK." The girl studied my sweating face. "But you got really,
really happy."
 
I shrugged. "Daddies get really happy making babies. My brain
just gets a little mixed up, I guess, so I dream about trying to
make babies in little girls too -- you. I never thought I would,
and I never have before." I looked at her earnestly. "But you
wanted me to, right? Every step of the way?"
 
"Right!" said Allie, grinning. "It was fun."
 
"Now we should get you cleaned up," I said. "We don't want your
mother finding any of this on your panties. She wouldn't like
that at all!"
 
"OK," said Allie. "I guess it was very naughty, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," I said.

I set her up with a washcloth to wipe herself up, and got her to
put a wad of toilet paper in the crotch of her panties to catch
the rest of the sperm as it drooled out.

"OK, now I'll go play with Jessie and Meredith," she said. Then
her eyes got mischievous. "But can I come back some other day,
and meet you alone in the bedroom and do it again?"

"We shouldn't," I said lamely.

"Oh, I know, but it's fun!" she said, and gave me a big kiss on
the cheek before skipping out to play.

"No, no, we can't," I said to her retreating back. But I knew she
would be back, and I knew I'd be unable to resist.

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