It had taken me months but finally Laura, the 12 year old
daughter of my girlfriend was climbing up into my chair for a bed
time story. I had met my girlfriend at the local community center
and had enjoyed her straight talk and open sexuality. Our first
'date' was a party at her house where a group of us entered her
hot tub naked and she played with me openly in front of 3 other
couples.

What had cemented the relationship though was when later the same
evening, I had seen my girlfriend's little 12 year old, Laura,
wearing a tight pink top and short shorts. Nothing overtly erotic
mind you but her ass was molded as if god himself had been there
to approve her design. I was in love.

I played cool with the little girl and enjoyed sex with her mom,
playing house without seemingly paying much attention to Laura.
One night after a particular hot session with mom, I kissed her
as she fell asleep and crept downstairs to watch some television.
Laura had come down for a snack and stayed to watch the program.
As the program came to an end, Laura turned to me and asked if I
would read to her. "Sure honey, come sit with me." She climbed
into my chair wearing her little cotton nightgown and handed me a
book. It was about elves and princesses and bad guys and trolls
and I had fun telling the tale to her, pitching my voice to
convey excitement, fear, even menace.

After 15 minutes of this, I noticed she had begun to cling to me,
her hot little warmth against me tight as she wide-eyed followed
my story telling. I pulled her close to me and enjoyed her tight
little body covered by the nightgown, only panties below as I
found when I patted her butt.

The panties had this tag that stuck out and scratched at me. I
complained about it and asked if she didn't have any better
panties to wear. She didn't want to leave so she just gave me a
look of 'deal with it' and I looked back with a glance of 'do you
want me to continue with the story' and she abruptly stood up,
glared at me, lifted her nightgown to the height of her panties,
grabbed the panties and pulled them down, stepping out of them
and threw them at me!

I just stared at her wide mouthed as she climbed back into the
chair and snuggled back to me. The problem is, was that I had
become massively erect and her hand lay across my lap. How the
heck do you deal with something like that! Well, I won't call her
a slut but she was well aware that her mom had boyfriends over
from time to time and she knew why. Simply put, her mom had
explained the joys of sex to her and she had determined that this
was an area she needed to look into. Smart little girl. So, while
I tried my best to get back into the story, she decided to
explore my shape, my cock's shape! And god help me but I let her.

I had not forgotten the panties Laura had thrown at me but tossed
them over my shoulder as if I was disposing of them. In fact,
they were under my nose and my cock went from erect to very hard
indeed.

As Laura adapted herself to my shape, she slid up and down until
the night gown became bunched around her legs then, in time, up
to her little ass. This 12 year old girl could have given her
mother lessons in eroticism. My arm was around her shoulders and
my hand on her leg. Heaven help me but it was very chaste in the
beginning but by the time Laura's nightgown was up to her ass, my
hand was on her bare legs. I still can't believe I was able to
continue reading.

Laura had other ideas than nighttime stories though and pulled
her panties from my shoulder with signs of mock indignation. I
countered that as she had thrown them at me, they were rightfully
mine and we engaged in battle which I won when I grabbed them
from her and shoved them in my mouth. What 12 year old in her
right mind is going to want them back after that! 'Eww, mouth
goo'?

So here's where I gave in and decided to seduce her. I said I
liked the taste of her panties but asked why she had blueberry
flavored panties. Laura said, "They are not!" and I said I was
pretty sure she had blueberry flavored panties. Or it could have
been her soap. "it is not!" "I think it is."

"Okay, hold on. Let's see what your skin tastes like then I'll
know for sure." She hemmed and hawed but I could tell she wanted
to be talked into it and just smiled down at this little hottie
tucked under my arm, book completely forgotten. She pulled up her
nightgown and said "ok" and I carefully wiped my finger up her
thigh and across her pussy lips, my breath held tight and my cock
all the tighter. Laura just closed her eyes and took a deep
breath.

I pulled my finger across her soft nether lips and then up her
tummy, bunching the nightgown until I reached the line where her
breasts were starting to bud. Then I tasted my finger. God, if I
was hard before, I was granite now and her hand was still on my
cock, lightly massaging it, her eyes closed and her lips parted
slightly as she breathed heavily. "Sweetheart," I said, "if
that's not blueberry, than I'm Uncle Sam. And I don't have a
beard!" She giggled but said she never used blueberry -flavored
anything so I was a liar. I allowed as how I could have made a
mistake and wondered if her toothpaste was flavored. "Nope," said
she and blew into my face. "See!"

Well, I agreed it didn't smell very much like blueberries but I
never said it 'smelled' like blueberries, I said it 'tasted' like
them and I would just have to taste her lips to be sure. She
stuck her tongue out at me. This was from around 3 inches away
from my face and I was growing wild from my need for her. "Kiss,"
I said and she puckered up in a very little kid sort of way and
presented herself to me. My heart hammering, I leaned forward and
delicately touch my lips to hers. "I can't be sure, honey, open
your mouth a little," and with my lips I teased her mouth open,
her sweet breath in my mouth, puffing hotly.

We just kissed for a few minutes, my tongue lightly touching her
lips and finally, after she obviously thought about it for a bit,
she licked me back and let her tongue touch mine. What a
fantastic rush, this little girl looking to me, her mom's
boyfriend, as her teacher, her tutor, in the arts of romance.

I pulled up her nightgown and put my hand on her bottom, pulling
her close to me. I desperately wanted her nude but no way I was
going to do that while her mom was asleep upstairs. I rubbed my
hand back and forth across her bottom and after a few moments of
us kissing, dared to let my middle finger dip between her tight
little cheeks and touched her ass. She tensed as if to pull away
but I pulled her closer to me and opened her mouth wider to my
kissing. After a moment of tension, Laura abruptly relaxed and
rolled on to her side, her leg coming up on to my lap and her ass
widening with permission.

Now, I'm not crazy enough to actually try to fuck a 12 year old
but it was the hardest thing of my life - on many levels! - to
not put her to the carpet and go for it. She sweetly kissed me
and we touched for 30 minutes before hearing her mother rise and
go the bathroom upstairs. During the time her mother was up and
about, we continued to kiss quietly but I pulled her nightgown
down until her mother returned to her bed. I then walked Laura,
oh, so reluctantly, upstairs to her bedroom with my hand on her
hot little ass the whole way, put her to bed, kissed her again
and wished her sweetest dreams. What a sweet, brave little girl.

Did I ever fuck her? Well, that's another story, but I will say
that for the rest of my relationship with her mother, we made a
point of reading together as often as we could. I had the
pleasure of taking her on outings which I will write about at
some point.

Today she is happily married. Much to my delight, she gave my
middle name to her child for his middle name and still sends me
cards thanking me for the 'thoughtful lessons' I gave her as a
child.