ÿþÿþ Story One This is my first post to ASSTR. This story is a fantasy and is strictly fiction. It is a story of pedophilia which is illegal in most jurisdictions of the world. Similarities of the characters to any living person are strictly coincidental. I hope you like my story but don't try to act it out. Janet One sunny August day when I was 14 years old, I was playing a game of softball at the home of my friends who lived on the next street over from my house. One of the players was Becky, a cute ten year old who was probably the best player there. About the time we were finishing our game, Becky s friend Janet rode up on her bicycle. I had never given Janet a second thought, but today there seemed to be something different about her. Janet had auburn hair and a row of freckles spread across the bridge of her nose. As with most kids her age she was missing the canine teeth on each side. In other words, she was kind of cute but still a little childlike. She and Becky talked for a few minutes, then Becky went into her house. Hey Tommy , Janet called out to me. Hey Janet. What are you up to today? , I replied. Just riding my bike. Becky is gonna come over to my house. Even though Janet was only ten, I was sure she had a flirty tone to her voice that grabbed my attention that day. She was still sitting on her bike. She was wearing checkered cotton Bermuda shorts and a white tank top. And, to my surprise, there was a bra strap showing on her left shoulder. I found it hard to believe that this ten year old would need a bra, but she was definitely wearing one. I chatted with Janet a little. I can t remember what was said but she was definitely flirtatious, though I'm sure she had no idea what flirting really meant. Then Becky came out of the house and the two of them rode off to Janet s house. About a week after seeing Janet at the softball game, I rode my bicycle to a convenience store that was about two blocks away from my home. I bought a soft drink and a candy bar and I sat on my bike while I ate and drank. Just as I was about to ride away from the store, I noticed Janet riding her bike towards the store. I waited until she got there and then spoke to her. Hey, little girl. Where are you heading? I asked Hi, Tommy. I have been at Kathy s house and I was about to go home. Okay. Are you in a big hurry to get home? No, not really. I might go to Becky s house before I go home. On this day, Janet was wearing a short black skirt which was hiked well up on her legs as she sat on her bicycle. She was also wearing a white cotton button-up blouse that was just transparent enough to show that she was still wearing a bra. Janet. Can I ask you a personal question? I asked. What? she answered. Are you wearing a bra? Tommy, you aren t supposed to ask that. she said with a tone that suggested she was actually proud to be asked. Why? It is a simple question. Janet, are your titties starting to grow bigger?, I asked in a low, confidential tone. Tommy! That s not nice! she exclaimed with a slight blush showing on her cheeks. Why not? I bet you are proud that they are growing. I also bet they are really pretty. She didnt reply. She just looked away but she was smiling. I don't think she had ever been confronted in this way before. Do you think they are pretty Janet? I don't know. I guess so. So they are growing bigger and that s why you need a bra? Yes! But that is none of your business. You are right. It s not my business. But I sure would like to see them. Would you like to show me your titties, Janet? No Tommy, I can t do that! Why not? If you knew that noone else would ever know, would you like to show me your pretty titties? No! I m not going to show you my titties! she giggled and blushed. I really would love to see them, Janet. And I won t tell anyone that you showed me. Well you can t see them. I paused and studied her face. I could tell that she was thinking about it but wasn't sure that she could trust me. I tell you what I will do. I m going to ride up here to Jackson s Woods and go up the trail. If you want to show me,just wait until I"m up the trail and then follow me up there. Just make sure no one sees you coming up the trail. If you don't want to then you don't have to. No Tommy, I can t do that. I think you can. And I think you want to. Just wait until I'm up the trail and then, if you want, you can follow me. With that I rode away in the direction toward my home. About an eighth of a mile from the store was a wooded area that we all called Jackson s Wood. It was a vacant area of about ten acres where an old homestead once stood. All that was left of the homestead was the old chimney. When I reached the trail that led into Jackson s Wood, I looked back and saw that Janet was slowly riding in my direction. I proceeded on up the trail to a point where another trail led off to the right. I sat there and waited to see what Janet would do next. When she reached the entrance point, she stopped and looked at me. I waved for her to come to me. She looked around to see that no one was watching and then she started up the trail. At this point, the anticipation of what we would do had my heart pumping hard. I rode on down the second trail about 50 yards and stopped. In a moment Janet reached the cutoff and turned her bike down the trail towards me. I waited for her and when she reached me I said, Let s go over here to the fort. The fort was just a few logs piled up by kids who had been playing army games in the woods. It was about thirty yards off the trail in a pine thicket. Someone had also brought some pieces of cardboard to line the floor of the enclosed area. The rumor was that some of the local teens used it as a meeting place for sex and here I was going to use it for exactly that reason. When we entered the fort, I sat down on the cardboard and told Janet to sit down to my left. I knew you really wanted to show me. Are you ready? I asked her. I don t know Tommy. I really shouldn t. It will be okay. No one will know except me and you. You don t want your Mom to know because she will be mad at you and probably spank your bottom. So this is our secret. Okay? Okay, she said. You better not tell anyone." I won t. You can count on me. Now just unbutton your blouse, okay? She gazed into my eyes and smiled a shy grin and began to unbutton her top button. I felt like someone had hooked an electric wire to my body. I had seen pictures of women s breasts, but this was the first time I had actually talked a girl into actually showing me the real thing, albeit a very young girl. My penis was already starting to stiffen up and I hadn t seen anything yet. When she unbuttoned the second button, I saw that she was looking at me with her big green eyes, seeking reassurance. It s okay. I told her. Don t worry. I will take my shirt off too, okay? I quickly pulled my tee shirt over my head, letting her get a look at my skinny chest. After opening her third button, her training bra came into clear view. You are so pretty, Janet. Thank you for coming here with me. I then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She blushed again but I could tell she liked that. She finally reached the last button that was visible and I reached forward and pushed her blouse aside, exposing her bra to my unbelieving eyes. Go ahead and take your shirt off and lay it over here. You don t want to get it dirty. She did as I told her and then she sat there before me with only her training bra hiding her nipples from my curious eyes. Are you ready to show me your titties, Janet? I kissed her cheek again and looked into her eyes. I just know they are so pretty. She bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment. Then smiled and said Okay. She then reached up to the little hook between her breasts that held the bra together in front. She wiggled the hook and let the bra fall away from her nipples. I had to catch my breath. I felt lightheaded at the sight of real nipples. Her growing ten year old breasts were, in reality, just extra baby fat but her aureolas were actually maturing. They were a little bigger than a quarter coin and the nipples were still inverted The aureolas were a light pink color and I could actually see the blood vessels through her translucent skin. Oh Janet.They are prettier than I ever thought they could be. Can I touch them? She smiled, enjoying the flattery. Okay, you can touch them. I reached out with my right hand and began to slowly draw circles around her left nipple. In a moment she started to respond and the nipple began to stick out. Does that feel good?" I asked. Look your nipples are starting to poke out She just giggled. I continued to massage and pinch her left nipple until it actually got very stiff, then I moved my attention to her right breast. Occasionally I would kiss her cheek and then I moved my kisses down to her neck. That really got a reaction. You could tell that the sensations from the kiss on her neck ran through her body like lightning. She moaned in appreciation. Janet. Can I kiss your nipples? I will be your little baby and suck on your titties, okay? I could tell that the kissing and caressing was taking its toll on Janet s senses. I don t know if she had ever done this sort of thing before but she seemed to be enjoying the attention. You want to suck on my titties? she asked. Just lie back and let me suck on your nipples. She did as I told her. She lay back on the cardboard and I lay on top of her, slowly and gently kissing and sucking on one nipple and then moving to the other. Occasionally I would gently bite on her erect nipple, making her moan loudly. Does that feel good? I asked. Yes, it feels good. After a couple of minutes of kissing her nipples, I began to kiss her tummy. She seemed to enjoy that too, as she would giggle and wiggle around when I would kiss certain spots. I worked my way down to her belly button and kissed and licked all around it, sticking my tongue into it and wiggling it all around her navel. She giggled and cooed. That feels good,Tommy she moaned. I then got up on my knees and moved down to where I could kiss her on the knee. I then started slowly kissing my way up her leg until I reached the hem of her skirt. I raised the hem up so that I could see her white panties. Peek-a-boo, I said playfully. She reached down and pushed her skirt down so I couldn t see her temple of love. I moved back up to her belly button and then back to her nipples. She reached out and ran her fingers through my hair as she moaned. I then moved my lips up to meet her lips and kissed her with a long, passionate kiss. I could see in her eyes that she loved the kiss. I kissed her again and again, gradually opening her mouth with my tongue and sliding my tongue into her mouth. She was surprised by the french kiss but she clearly enjoyed it and wanted more. Janet. There is something else I would like to see, I whispered into her right ear. What? I want to see what your panties are hiding. No, Tommy. I can't. I just want to see. I will kiss it for you. I had never in my life touched a girl s pussy, much less licked one, but I had heard that girls liked it, so I wanted to try it. You are not going to kiss it, she said. Why do you want to kiss it? To make you feel good. Do you want to feel good? I feel good now. You will feel even better. If you let me see yours then you can see mine. I don t know, she said as I continued kissing her neck and her nipples. I guess it will be okay. Pull your skirt up to your waist okay? She pulled her skirt up exposing her white panties. I moved down and started kissing her soft flesh just above the elastic band of her panties. Then, very slowly, I would pull her panties down just a little and kiss her creamy soft skin, then I would retreat a little. Then I would pull the elastic down just a little farther until I finally reached the top of her slit. I pulled down just enough to expose her little clit button and I began to lick it and kiss all around it. When I first kissed her clit, she gasped and nearly sat up straight. She then lay back and arched her back, letting out a loud moan. Ohhhh Tommy, she cooed. I continued licking and kissing her clit while she moaned and writhed. After a couple of minutes I told her to raise her hips off the ground.I then slid her panties down and pulled them down her legs until they cleared her feet. I then spread her legs wide apart so I could get full access to her virgin pussy. Tommy, that feels good. It feels so funny. As I continued to lick her clit, I noticed that her body was getting considerably hotter. She was moaning and her breathing was becoming faster. She was moving her hips up and down to meet the motion of my tongue. Oh Tommy! That feels so good! Oh! Oh, please. Please, Tommy. Oh yes! By this time my dick was so hard that I thought it was going to rip through my jeans. My balls were beginning to ache and I needed relief, but I knew she was too young to fuck. Suddenly she gasped and moaned loudly and her body spasmed and jerked several times. After a few seconds,panting hard, with perspiration streaming down her forehead, she settled down and lay very still. I wasn t sure just what had happened.Even though I had heard that girls could have an orgasm, I had no idea what would happen. I knew now! After she calmed down, I moved up and kissed her lips again. She smiled and told me how good she felt. I moved off to her left side and then I put my hand between her legs and gently massaged her wet little pussy. Janet, would you please help me to feel good too. What do yo want me to do? I rolled onto my back, unzipped my jeans and pulled out my throbbing cock. Janet gasped and looked away. Tommy! I pulled her tight against my body. Touch it, Janet, I commanded. No Tommy, I can t! Yes you can. Touch it. I rolled her towards me with my right arm and guided her right hand to my stiff dick. Just wrap your hand around it and stroke it up and down, okay? She did as I told her. She started slowly moving her soft hand up and down my swollen shaft. Tommy, I shouldn t be doing this. It s okay Janet. It s our secret, remember? Just keep doing that. It feels so good. Did I make you feel good? Yes, you did. It felt so good. She rolled up on her side farther and started kissing me. I rubbed the silky skin of her back with my right hand. Go a little faster now, Janet. I could tell she was really enjoying stroking my cock. She kissed my chest and rubbed her hair across my nipples. I could feel the cum rising in my shaft as she stroked. Occasionally she would steal a peek at my big cock. Go a little faster, Janet. That's great. Don t stop stroking, no matter what. The juice is gonna shoot out but don t stop. Please don t stop. It s so stiff. And it s getting bigger. she said. Stroke it hard, Janet. Hard and fast. Keep stroking no matter what. The sperm was nearly to the head of my cock now. I knew I couldn t hold out much longer. Do it, Janet. Stroke it fast. Look at my dick, Janet. It s gonna shoot. Ten seconds later, on a fabulous up stroke, my body arched upwards and my cock unloaded a massive geyser of sperm. It shot three feet in the air, followed by a second shot that went nearly as far. Some of it fell on my belly and on Janet's face. Some splattered on the cardboard. Ohh! squealed Janet. What is that? "Keep stroking it Janet!" A third spasm shot more sperm at least a foot high, followed by two more with less force. Then my cock began to spasm and pump out the remaining sperm, running out over Janet s stroking hand. The orgasm was so powerful that I could barely breath. I finally regained my ability to speak. Oh God. Janet, that was so good. You did it so good. Why did it do that? After catching my breath, I explained to her that the sperm was the baby making juice. If I had shot it up into her pussy she might have a baby. But, I told her, that she wasn t old enough to make babies so there was nothing to worry about. I don't she think she really understood any of that. We lay in each other's arms for a few more minutes, then we decided we had better get home before we were missed. We put on our clothes and I kissed her one more time. I then went ahead of her on my bike to scout the way. When I knew that no one would see us, I signaled to her to go past. That was the best day of my life. Nothing since has equalled it. Janet and I would have a couple of other episodes of mutual pleasure before we both just grew away from each other.