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Lust / Innocence
(m/g, First Time, Oral)

1986. I was about 7 years old. I was the youngest in my family. We lived in an 
apartment building, on the 2nd floor, with just one more floor above ours. A 
family of four resided above us, a couple and their 2 little girls. The youngest 
one was a toddler, I assume about 2 or 3. The elder one was about 8, an year 
elder to me.
   
I was a shy kid. I didn't go out much, I didn't play out much, neither did I 
have many friends, and definitely none girls. The girl who lived above me, she 
became my first 'girl' friend. After school, in the afternoon, she would often 
invite me to come upstairs and play with her. She was very, very comfortable to 
be with, and had the most beautiful smile. With candy, treats, toys and a 
wonderful heart, she got rid of my shyness very quickly and our playtime 
together became a daily regular.
   
She was so beautiful. Very fair, beautiful brown eyes, lovely black hair, a 
petite but gorgeous little girl. I don't' recall a memory of her without a 
smile, except when in lustful expressions.
   
Her apartment was on the topmost floor, and had a very large adjoining 
roof/balcony. The balcony had a little room where we would most often go and 
play. The home setting was always on our side. Her father was at work during 
day, returning at night, and her mother would most often take a nap in the 
afternoon, while we played. Sometimes, in fact, she would go downstairs to spend 
time with my mother, while we played upstairs. All this always gave us immense 
privacy and freedom.
   
I think it only took a few days, perhaps 2 weeks, before she initiated. It all 
began with a game that even to this day adults play as role-play, living out 
their fantasies. A game called "Doctor".
   
I was the Doctor. And she was the patient. I remember her sitting in front of me 
on the floor, where we usually played, in that little room on the roof... in a 
soft white/pink skirt and a white top, with her legs stretched out, her back 
resting against the wall. I sat right next to her, as she complained of 'pain' 
in her legs. 
   
She took my hand in hers, and very gently placed it on her knee. It was the 
first time I had touched a girl's leg. That one little touch sparked some very 
strange and unrecognized emotions & feelings inside my body & mind. I do 
remember that I felt both nervous, a little
strange, a little confused of my own 
feelings, but I also remember that I looked at her skirt, at her knee, and parts 
of me wanted my hand to travel upwards, inside her skirt, over her legs. 
   
And that's exactly what she did. Very gently she dragged my hand, my palm 
touching her bare legs, higher and higher, going across her knee, her upper leg, 
her thighs, dragging the skirt up, exposing her thighs to my eyes... and I felt 
fixated in that stare as I couldn't get enough of looking at her thighs. She 
left my hand right below her pubic region, and the skirt had lifted enough to 
expose her panties. 
   
The next few minutes I spent touching her bare legs with my hand. Her thighs, 
her knees, embracing her legs over and over with my palms, as she sat there in, 
with a lovely, yet faint smile, and an expression of pleasure. 
   
For the next few days we would play 'Doctor' at every chance we got, and I would 
be hungry with anticipation, to touch her legs again and again. Every chance, 
she would expose her legs to me, and sit in pleasure, just letting me caress her 
legs, all the way up to her thighs, as I developed sexuality in my actions and 
mind.
   
It only took a few days for us to take it further. It was a day when her mother 
went downstairs, and we were both alone upstairs, playing in our little room. 
The main door of her apartment was a noisy one, alerting of opening or closing, 
which gave us plenty of opportunity to be alerted. It was like the 'perfect 
setting'.
   
We both sat down to play doctor, but I was unaware of what lay ahead of me. My 
heart always raced a little faster when I would touch her legs, and the 
feelings, though I couldn't explain or reason with, were just too 'nice' to 
ignore or let go. I sat closer to her, and began caressing her legs, lifting up 
her skirt enough to expose both her thighs to me. But it was only a minute or 
two that she took my hand in hers and brought it up. She lifted her top 
slightly, and put my hand on her bare stomach, right above her belly, and gently 
caressed my palm over her stomach. She left my hand and I took it as a cue. I 
continued. To my amazement and little bit of shock, she lifted up her top and 
swiftly, rather quickly, removed it completely. I was dumbstruck for a second. I 
couldn't help but stare at her newly developing breasts. Tiny in size, yet her 
tiny nipples caught all my attention. My heart had never raced this fast, and I 
felt urges I couldn't explain. A sort of trembling took over me. My eyes 
traveled from one nipple to another, and wandering all over her tiny little 
breasts, her shoulders, her belly. It was the first time I didn't hesitate to 
take initiative. 
   
I traced her belly, her breast line, the little formations of soft, sensual 
skin, taking my fingers and my hands up towards her nipples. As I touched her 
nipples gently, feeling them, I could see her drowning in emotions I couldn't 
understand. Her eyes seemed mesmerized, and her mouth kept a faint smile on. 

While her body, her nipples and the cravings of sexual desire were absorbing me 
inside my mind, she gently took off her skirt, and her panties with them, taking 
them down over her legs and completely off. At that moment, sat in front of me a 
beautiful, sensual 8-year-old girl, completely naked and drowned in sexual 
desire. All my attention and my vision fell upon and stuck to her very tiny, 
very sweet and very sexual pussy lips. I could clearly see the slit. There was 
absolutely no hair around it, and it aroused me intensely. 

By then I didn't question my feelings, nor did I allow myself to submit to 
confusion, I just submit myself to desire and lust. I traced her body with my 
eyes... her legs, her knees, her thighs, her pussy, her navel, her belly, her 
breasts... my eyes raced over and over. 

She spread her legs a little bit to expose her pussy even more... inviting me. I 
took my hands and touched her there. Felt her little pussy. I tried parting the 
pussy lips... and found that she liked it. 

While I played with her pussy, engulfed in unrecognized feelings of lust and 
sexual desire. She promptly undressed me. And in minutes we were both naked. For 
the first time I saw my own cock, slightly erect. It wasn't soft and tiny as it 
always used to be. I saw it slightly poised, a little erect, a little hard. She 
played with my cock and my balls, touching them, rubbing them, gently stroking 
them... while I played with her pussy... rubbing it, every now and then parting 
the lips, and feeling the slit more intensely.


Both of us would play with our bodies at every chance we got. We would get 
undressed as soon as we had the chance to, and explore our bodies, touching each 
other, feeling every part of the body. I learnt to be more comfortable being 
erect, and started to enjoy it. And the more we played with each other, the 
bolder I became in undressing her, reaching out for her pussy, her ass, her 
breasts, never hesitating and always wanting.

An year passed. By then we had learnt to stroke each other quite well. I loved 
the feeling of her stroking my small, yet erect & throbbing little cock... and 
she loved the feeling of me intruding her pussy, always digging deeper with my 
fingers. 

Just one of those days she decided to take things further. While we played, she 
bent down and before I knew what was happening, she took my erect cock in her 
mouth, and gently started sucking it. I was 8 then, and I got my first blowjob. 
I just sat there while she sucked and sucked. I saw my entire cock could not fit 
in her mouth, yet she tried. She kept on sucking and sucking and the feelings of 
lust and sexuality kept on increasing inside my body. Finally we reached that 
ultimate high. I did not have a clue what was going on, but I found myself 
erupting in a nerve jitter that completely took over my body. I felt my penis 
throbbing like it never did, and I felt I was leaking something, I did not know 
what. And then I saw some white thick fluid gently float down on my penis, 
escaping her mouth, which still covered my penis. I saw her swallow what was in 
her mouth, and then I saw her lick the remaining cum off my penis. 

I sat there in a little bit of confusion, and a lot of uncontrolled emotions. We 
finally had a little talk where she explained to me about cum, about orgasm, 
about sex. I listened and learnt. I never questioned her. 

From that day onwards, we took sex further and further. I loved her giving me 
oral sex. I would sit down with my legs open, she would bend down in front of 
me, between my legs, and suck me. I began to like it so much that it is all I 
desired. Sometimes she would make me cum on my stomach with her hands, but 
mostly she would let me cum in her mouth, and she loved swallowing cum. In the 
next few days she taught me how to give her oral sex and I loved it. The taste 
of her pussy, the smell of her pussy, it was making me addicted to her. 

We finally tried having sex. And although we both enjoyed it, somehow it just 
didn't do for us what sucking each other did, what oral sex did, and we found 
ourselves longing and going for oral sex a lot more then intercourse.