Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Will Somers Title: Sacred Heart: Selling Candy Universe: Sacred Heart School Summary: Young teen Mike gets a terrific surprise when a Catholic schoolgirl stops by to sell her candy Keywords: mg, cons, oral, piv Mike was sitting at his bedroom window, splitting his attention between the porn magazine and the occasional girl walking by on the sidewalk. It had been a tough day. His mom had popped in and out of his room constantly, making sure he was "getting better" from the pretend ailment that kept him home from school. Once she left for work, Mike stripped off everything except his shorts and stationed himself at the window to watch the other kids walk home from school. Especially the girls. He'd cum about a half hour before, and now he felt his hardon growing again as he teased it out from under his shorts. But the sidewalks were empty. Even Sacred Heart was out by now, and those kids almost ran home to get out of those uniforms. Too bad. Hardly any girls at public school wore short skirts like that. He thought they were cute even if they were uniforms. It was going to be a long afternoon. Since he was "sick" he couldn't go to swim practice with the rest of the 8th grade swim team. No new movies around, and nothing but shit on the Tivo, or stuff he'd watched. Maybe he'd get a coke and spike it with something. He started for the bedroom door when something caught his eye. There was a girl on the sidewalk. She wore a Sacred Heart vest over a short sleeved blouse along with her plaid and pleated school skirt. It had to be fund raising. Mike remembered the humiliation of having to wear the uniform outside of school. She looked kind of familiar. She was a girl he saw at the pool last summer, Lori. A slender little girl with lovely, long black hair, she'd obviously shot up over the winter. He admired the too-long, thin legs under the short uniform skirt. There was a bright bag slung over her shoulder decorated for the candy fund raiser. A fifth grader, he thought. She walked through the gate towards his front door. Mike's mind raced. Should he be here or not? The doorbell rang. A plan took shape as he clumsily pulled on a pair of pants and raced for the front door. It was half open before he noticed he'd forgotten his shirt. Oh, well. He saw the girl blush. Then, with a rush of words, she introduced herself and recited her sales schpiel for the candy bars. It hadn't changed since Mike had been at Sacred Heart. She looked down the whole time, waving a candy bar to try to keep his attention. Finally she ran out of words and looked up. Her eyes were a pretty shade of blue. They were pleading for mercy. He gave her a friendly smile. "Come in for a sec while I look for some money." Lori was too surprised to refuse. She followed him in and sat on the living room couch. No doubt her mom had warned her about going into houses. She might feel safe in the living room. Anyway, he still had the porn lying around in his bedroom. And maybe she really wanted something to happen. "Wanna coke or something?" "Okay," she replied. He poured two cokes and added some clear, almost tasteless, grain alcohol. And an extra splash or two for Lori. He wondered if she'd say anything. Now that they were talking, the girl was acting cool, and very relaxed. Maybe she didn't dare say anything. Mike went looking for candy money. When he got back, about half of her coke was gone. She looked a little flushed and she giggled when he handed her the money. Mike sat next to her on the big couch as if it were perfectly natural and cool. He asked Lori about some teachers he remembered from Sacred Heart and she asked him about swimming. She was obviously a fan. Even better, Mike thought. He put his arm around her and started stroking her bare arm. She finished her coke. She giggled loudly as he leaned over and started to kiss her, and she didn't struggle when he slid his tongue into her open mouth. She sighed as his hand cupped and massaged her little tits through the school uniform. Her breath smelled of grain alcohol. Although her short skirt still gave her a little modesty, Lori's legs were splayed open on the deep couch. Mike placed his hand on her leg, just above the knee, and his fingers caressed the inside of her thigh as they travelled upwards. The tiny skirt was, of course, no impediment as he reached for the sweet spot between her legs. Lori let out another sigh as Mike touched the crotch of her panties. Mike ran his fingertips over the silky fabric, seeking the contour of her sweet folds and little clit. He swirled his tongue about in her mouth some more as he rubbed her pussy. Mike didn't know much about this girl, but he could tell she'd done this kind of thing before. She rocked her hips so he could reach her better. Her hand gently stroked the growing bulge in his shorts. "Okay," he said. Mike got up and nestled between the girl's long legs, pulling her towards him until his face was nestled between her thighs. He kissed the crotch of her panties, blew on the fabric, and made funny noises. Lori giggled. Then he drew back and started rolling the panties down her hips. Lori lifted her bottom off the couch and he slipped them off. Then he nestled back between and lifted her tiny skirt out of the way, kissing her uncovered pussy. He noticed the few dark brown hairs that matched those on her head. Then he probed her pussy with his tongue, carefully at first, and then with bold strokes, up and down. Lori moaned loudly as her clit was bathed with Mike's tongue. Mike had no problem sticking a finger down this 11-year-old's cunt hole and wiggling it, and it made her moan again. So he slid her down into the couch until her pussy was near the edge, and he stood up. Dropping his shorts, Lori could see he was nice and hard. Mike knelt between the girl's legs and slid his prick into her tight young pussy. He let out a sigh of pleasure and she moaned as he slid in to the hilt. He slid in and out a few times before he said, "Hey, you get on top." Lori nodded. Mike laid himself out on the wide couch and the girl straddled him, the tiny skirt still flapping about her bare thighs. As Lori thrust herself onto his rigid cock, Mike reached under her teeshirt to play with her little nipples. He looked up, admiring the way her soft, brown hair fell about her face. Both kids were pretty strong after a summer of swimming and biking, so they went at it hot and heavy. After a while Mike had to really concentrate to keep from blowing his load, so he stuck his fingers down in Lori's crotch to help her along. It worked. A few more thrusts onto his wiggling fingers and her clit lit her off like a rocket, sending her thrashing around and shaking with orgasm. Guessing the preteen hadn't had a period yet, Mike popped his rocks inside her, shivering with excitement as she kept thrusting on his softening member. Finally the girl collapsed into Mike's arms. Both were exhausted. **** Feel free to copy and/or modify this work and redistribute it as long as you acknowledge that the new work copies some content from this story. Cite this story by name and acknowledge its author, Will Somers. **** This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 License. To view a copy of this license, visit http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5/ or send a letter to Creative Commons, 543 Howard Street, 5th Floor, San Francisco, California, 94105, USA.