Roller Coaster Ride Part I

    -Leslie Schmidt

This story is entirely fantasy. The characters and 
events described are entirely a product of 
imagination. If the reader is offended by stories about 
sex between adults and children, close this story now. 
If any readers should believe that the sort situations 
described are at all acceptable, I encourage them to 
think of how children really are-they need our love 
and protection. Actions like those described here are 
an unforgivable violation of the trust which children 
should feel toward adults. That is why these things 
are against the law.

Little girls should be cuddled, laughed with, tickled, 
kept safe and, most of all, loved. Adults should never 
get anything from a child, only give.

I am providing this story for personnal enjoyment--no part
may be republised without permission.

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"I'll bet you've kissed all the boys."

Lindy giggled, "No I haven't." She mock hit me on the shoulder.

We had been sitting together, Lindy curled up, laying against my 
side while we watched a Disney movie. Over the hour, we had 
moved from vertical to horizontal and now I was lying on my back 
and Lindy was half on my chest, half-laying beside me. Her 
elbows painfully dug into my right shoulder and my solar plexus, 
her blonde hair fell forward and some of it reached my mouth and 
tickled my nose.

"You can't tell me you've never kissed a boy," I said.

"Well....." she said with a wistful look on her face. "Ac-tu-al-ly, 
he kissed me."

"Did you like being kissed?"

"He really didn't kiss me, he just sort of pecked me on the mouth," 
she said.

"Show me."

Lindy giggled and then landed a little peck on my lips.

"That's not a real kiss. I feel ripped off!" I said. "Did you like 
that?"

She just giggled some and dug her elbows harder into my chest and 
shoulder.

"Here, this is kind of uncomfortable." I said. At the same time I 
lifted her up and moved her across my hip. Now one of her legs 
fell between my knees while the other stayed on the outside of my 
right leg. With her back not bent so far, the pressure on her elbows 
was reduced, much to my relief.

At this moment, the VCR finished rewinding "Aladdin" and shut 
off. I was really pleased that channel three was carrying a baseball 
game. Lindy looked at the TV and then back to me.

"I know how grown-ups kiss," she said. "My Daddy and his 
girlfriend kiss all the time."

John, Lindy's father, is a co-worker of mine. We are on the same 
construction crew building oilrigs at a Gulf Coast yard. He had 
been tapped to help with some repairs to a rig off the Mexico coast 
and had asked me to watch Lindy for a few days. Lindy is in fourth 
grade, a blonde ten-year-old with a sixteen-year-old mind.


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One drunken evening I had told John how "precocious" I thought 
his daughter was and he had responded, "Ya, she is one hot little 
kid. Nine going on nineteen and she's got half the little boys in her 
school scared to death and a couple of the neighborhood teenagers 
sniffing after her like she's a bitch in heat. I figure I'd better have 
her on the pill by the time she's twelve."

"Oh, come on. She's just a little kid. Freckles and pony-tails," I 
said.

"Ya, right. The other day she had Barbie giving Ken a blowjob 
while she was taking a bath. I guess she's seen too many of my 
Hustler's." John took a long drag on his beer. "Ya'know, I 
sometimes watch her beating off on the couch while she watches 
TV. She doesn't know I'm watching. God, what a horny little 
kitten. I just hope that when she gets with a guy, he's sweet to 'er."

"Well, I think she's just a really cute kid," I said.

"Ya. I'll bet you do," he said with a note of amused sarcasm. "Just 
be sweet to her." At this point the room erupted because the 
Aggie's had just scored against the Longhorns on an interception. 
Personally, I really don't follow football. I'm just happy as long as 
the Cowboys are losing.

A couple of weeks later, John told me that he had caught Lindy 
"playing Doctor" with some of the neighborhood kids. She had her 
shorts pulled down while a boy had his pecker sticking out of his 
fly. There was another girl with them; she seemed to be just 
pulling her dress down. "Yup, a little puppy bitch in heat, just like 
I told you," he said.



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"OK. So, show me how grown-ups kiss," I said. 

Lindy giggled again and then leaned into my face, pushing her lips 
hard against my mouth and painfully grinding them into me. After 
a few seconds she pulled away.

"That's not how grown-ups kiss," I said. "Kisses are supposed to 
be a lot more gentle than that."

Lindy had an amused look in her eyes.

"Here, let me show you." I put my hands on her cheeks and gently 
pulled her toward me. I lightly brushed my lips across hers, then I 
let them linger for a few seconds before I gently pushed her away. 
"That's how grown-ups kiss. We're gentle. Did you like that?"

"Yeeesss," she said quietly with her voice rising up in pitch.

"We also kiss with our tongues," I said. "It's called 'French 
kissing.'"

Again, Lindy giggled. "I know what Frenching is. It sounds kind of 
gross," she said.

"Well, don't knock it 'til you've tried it," I said. I again pulled her 
lips to mine but, this time, after first brush, I gently pushed my 
tongue out. Lindy relaxed her lips and I pushed my tongue into her 
mouth. Our tongues met and Lindy quickly picked up on the whole 
idea. Soon we were locked in a wet, rollicking open mouth kiss. 
Sir Peter reacted, firming up against my pants and Lindy's hip. 
Lindy started breathing hard, her chest against mine as she relaxed 
and laid her weight against me.

Lindy was wearing a cotton nightgown, which didn't reach her 
knees; the outline of her panties could be seen through the thin 
material. I was wearing a tee shirt and running shorts (and briefs). 
We had been lounging after dinner on a Friday night, watching 
movies.

Lindy pulled away and looked at me. "I like that," she said. Then 
she leaned down and started kissing me again as she wormed her 
arms under me and her hands onto my shoulder blades. I wrapped 
my arms further around her, moving from a friendly hug to a 
passionate embrace. One of my hands crossed her upper back 
while I reached with my other to the small of her back, just above 
her butt. I tensed my right leg, pushing my thigh gently into her 
crotch. 

The little ten-going-on-eighteen-year-old sighed and melted 
against me, relaxing her hips and pushing her pussy against my 
thigh. As we kissed, Sir Peter moved out of the firm stage and 
began to push painfully against my shorts and Lindy's thigh. I 
reached down and covered her butt with my hand. Lindy was now 
really getting into the kiss and was, obviously, getting turned on. 
Her breathing was getting deeper and she was now, rather 
unabashedly, humping my leg.

I ran my hand down the back of her thigh, marveling at the 
incredibly smooth and soft skin. Then I moved my hand back up 
and brushed my thumb against her panty clad pussy. I could feel 
her lips through the cotton. Lindy sighed and flared her hips back 
against my hand. She continued to kiss me in the most passionate 
way imaginable while I rubbed her slit through her panties. I 
pushed around the elastic and started fingering her slick slit. Lindy 
just became more passionate. I slowly pushed my index finger into 
her vagina. My finger easily went into the first knuckle, but then 
encountered her cheery. A quick intake of breath told my not to 
push any farther in, I didn't want to hurt her. I was surprised at 
how wet she was. I pulled my finger out of her cunt and started 
rubbing her pea size clit.

Lindy continued to flare her hips back into my hand, keeping time 
with my fingering her fourth grade snatch. She rode my finger 
faster and faster until she caught her breath and humped hard 
against my finger as she was rocked by an orgasm. Then she lay 
quietly, still locking lips.

Lindy broke the kiss and looked down at me. "Your pe-pe is 
getting hard," she giggled.

"Doing things like that makes that happen," I said.

She leaned down and shoved her tongue into my mouth, breathing 
hard through her nose.  I reached down into my shorts and 
repositioned my cock. Now it pointed up and was free to get fully 
aroused against her side. Lindy giggled through the kiss and 
pushed her hip into my dick.

Our kiss lasted another minute before she pulled away. Lindy 
rolled a little off me and looked down. At the same time I looked 
down and saw the head of my dick poking out of the waistband of 
my shorts.

Lindy laughed. "Are all men that big?" she asked.

"I like to think that I'm bigger than most," I said.

With a giggle, she asked, "Show it to me." At the same time she 
rolled off of me onto her side.

Without saying a word, I lifted my hips up and pulled my shorts 
down and off. My full ten inches sprang free, laying up against me 
belly. Then I pulled my shirt off over my head and lay back down. 
Lindy looked me up and down, inspecting me. Her gaze stopped at 
my cock. She reached out and ran her fingertips up and down its 
length, then down to my balls. "Be careful there, they're pretty 
sensitive."

She carefully moved her hand over them and felt for the testicles 
inside my scrotum. "I've heard that it really hurts if you get hit 
there," she said.

"Yes, they're real tender," I replied.

With a sly smile, Lindy gave my right nut a little squeeze between 
her fingers and thumb. My reaction was automatic as I lifted my 
legs up and brushed her hand away. She giggled as I relaxed. 
Lindy returned her attention to my dick. She wrapped her hand 
around it and started gently pulling, moving along its length. This 
all felt REAL good. I couldn't believe that this little ten-year-old 
knew all this.

"Where did you learn to do this?" My voice was husky and my 
heart was pounding in my throat.

"Daddy is always leaving his X rated movies in the VCR." Lindy 
kept stroking me and the pleasure started building up in my gut. "I 
want to see the white stuff shoot out."

"You just keep doing what your doing, darling."

Lindy continued giving me a hand job.  "It's neat how the skin 
moves back and forth," she said. "Do you like that?"

"Yes. But the head is the most sensitive part."

Lindy concentrated on the glans, working the cum to a boil in my 
balls.

"Do you want me to suck on it?"

God, what a question! This beautiful little girl was asking if I 
wanted a blowjob! "Ya, I'd like that a lot."

"Please don't shoot it in my mouth. I'm not sure I want that."

"OK."

Lindy leaned forward and took the head of my cock into her mouth. 
The pleasure shot through me as she started to suck and stroke my 
dick. She made little sucking noises as air leaked around her lips. 
She ran my head and a small amount of my shaft in and out, 
occasionally stopping to lick. When she did this, she would look 
me straight in the eye and smile, then return to giving me the 
blowjob. Once, while looking at me, she playfully bit me, holding 
the head between her teeth and licking the tip of my dick. It wasn't 
long before I had to lift her head off me as my cum boiling out of 
my balls and I started involuntarily humping, my prostrate 
spasming and pumping semen. She didn't quite get out of the way 
and my first shot of cum sprayed across her cheek and eye and 
onto her forehead. She pulled her head back as the second and 
third shot flew up into the air a good eight inches and fell back 
onto her hands, my dick, and my belly. She kept stroking and as 
another shot formed in my groin. Lindy leaned forward with her 
mouth open. I fired a stream of cum through her open lips and into 
her mouth. She jammed her face down on my cock, banging it into 
the back of her mouth as I pumped sperm down her throat. I fired 
again and again into her child-face. I know that I groaned loudly as 
some of my white juice leaked around the corners of her mouth.

When she had finished sucking every drop of cum out of my cock 
and balls, she looked up at me from between my legs. Her face and 
hands were covered with ropes of cum. Some was in her eyelashes 
and drops clung to her right eyebrow. Her lips and around her 
mouth was wet with sperm and a goopy drop was stringing out 
from her chin.  I pulled her up across my belly and chest and gave 
her a deep French kiss, tasting my cum in her mouth and on her 
lips.

"Ummm, did you like that?" she asked.

"God, that was wonderful."

"It's kind of slimy," she said. Then her face turned serious. 
"Would you lick me. You know-down there?"

Oh-my-God!!! 

 "I'd love to go down on you, darling."

Up to this point, Lindy had been fully clothed. We sat up and I 
lifted her nightgown over her head. It was at this point that the fact 
that she was a ten-year-old hit me. She had absolutely no breasts, 
her flat chest looked just like a boy's at her age. Her ribs were 
clearly visible, thin arms, bony shoulders. There was no flare to her 
hips. 

She stood up and pulled off her panties, then straightened up for 
me. I was totally enthralled by this little 4'8" seventy-five pound 
kitten. She was smiling at me with an expression which was 
nervously asking for approval. Her light blonde hair reached just to 
her collarbones. She had a sunny face with freckles on and 
upturned nose which was between two very light blue eyes. Faint 
tan lines could be seen on her shoulders and chest. Her nipples 
were light pink dots on her white chest, almost not visible. She had 
no baby fat, her belly was flat, her abdominal muscles forming two 
parallels ridges moving from below her ribcage to the smooth skin 
of her lower belly. Her navel was small and well formed. Her legs 
were skinny but not so much as to give her knobby knees. There 
was not even a hint of hair on her pubes. Her pussy lips were full 
and her pink clit just peeked out from between them. Her thighs 
were thin enough that you could see between her legs just below 
her puss.

"Lay down on the floor," I told her.

She sat down, then leaned back on her elbows. Her legs were bent 
and thighs open, giving a wonderful view of her lovely pussy. The 
lips were thick, slightly parted. Her engorged clit stood out from 
between them and further down the opening to her vagina was 
clear. Her pubs were shiny with her juices.

"God your beautiful."

I kneeled between her legs and kissed her mouth, again tasting my 
cum. Then I leaned down and started licking her slit. Lindy lay 
back sighing loudly. Her taste and smell was light, not the heavy 
musk of womanhood. I licked her clit, then ran my tongue along 
her inner pussy lips, then back to her clit. I was able to put my 
mouth completely over her mons, my upper lips above her slit, my 
lower across her perineum. The large tendons that go from the 
groin down the inner thighs fit nicely into the corners of my mouth. 
This left my tongue free reign over her sex. I alternately flicked her 
clit and then pushed into her. I was able to keep a slight suction on 
her the whole time.

Soon she was humping into my face, breathing and groaning 
loudly. More of her light tasting girl juices flowed out of her 
hairless cunt. At one time she lifted her head and looked down at 
me as I thoroughly ate her pus. Watching me brought her over the 
edge and she threw her head back while she humped violently into 
my face. At that moment she yelled, "Ohhhh!!" and pussy juices 
shot into my mouth. I never would have believed that a ten-year-
old could have female ejaculation. I swallowed, then looked up at 
her.

"I want you in me," she said.

Then with a commanding presence, she sat up and pushed me back. 
I sat down on my ass, then she pushed me onto my back and 
straddled me. I don't think she was even aware of me as another 
person as she grasped my tool and lifted up, guiding it to her little 
girl lips. She lowered herself on it, moving the head from side to 
side to work it into her lips. Then she pressed down and some of 
the head pushed into her. She caught her breath with a hiss and 
looked at me. "I guess you're a little big for me," she said. 

"You know, this might hurt," I said. "And you might even bleed a 
little the first time."

"I'm kind of scared," she said. She looked up and me with a 
pensive expression. Then she looked back down at her crotch, bit 
her lower lip, and rammed herself down, impaling herself on my 
dick. I think I even heard her cherry pop. In an instant, over half of 
my ten inches and two-inch girth had disappeared into her tiny 
fourth grade pussy. She screamed, but kept my cock buried inside 
her. She put her hands on my shoulders and slowly rocked back 
and forth, tears worked their way down her cheeks. I looked down, 
watching her push down on me, then lift up, pulling my cock out 
of her as she did. My dick was stained red with her virgin blood. A 
tear splashed onto my chest.

"Honey, it's ok. It's like this for every girl the first time," I said.

"It hurt a lot, but it's getting better now," she said.

Then, slowly at first, she started rocking up and down, moving my 
cock in and out of her vagina. God, but she was tight. It was as if a 
vice was squeezing my cock. But she was also still very wet. As 
she rocked, slowly at first, only a little of my cock, maybe half an 
inch, moved in and out of her. However, she soon started moving 
farther, slowly building. Soon she was riding me, repeatedly 
impaling herself. With each stroke, she moaned. I grabbed her ass 
cheeks with each hand, moving with her, lifting her, then letting 
her shove back down on me. My dick was moving from almost 
completely out of her to banging against her cervix.

My cum built as her juices flowed. Her moans became loud groans. 
"mmm, mmmm, mmmm oh, Ohhh." With a final scream, she 
shoved herself down on me, her pussy spasming. At the same time, 
I fired my load into her, shooting what seemed like a quart of cum 
into her tiny girl-puss. I fired so much semen into her that white 
spunk (stained pink from the blood of her broken cherry) gushed 
freely around my shaft and ran down on my balls and then down to 
my ass.

Lindy collapsed against me. She was steaming with sweat; her hair 
was in wet strands across my face. She was breathing hard and I 
could feel her heartbeat in her pussy walls, pulsating against my 
cock. "Oh, damn, fuck," she said.  She continued panting, her 
knees against my lower ribs, her face on my shoulder.

After a few minutes she quieted down. I reached up and pulled a 
light blanket off the sofa above us. Then I covered us up. Lindy 
was still on top of me, but she straightened out her legs, her head 
on my chest; my dick was still inside her. Her breathing slowed 
and she started to snore quietly. A few minutes later, my tool 
softened and slipped out of her, not for the last time.

I snoozed for about an hour. When I woke up, Lindy was still 
laying on top of me. My shoulder and neck were coated with her 
drool. I gently rolled her onto her side, then I got up and picked her 
up. I carried her into the master bedroom and lay her on the bed, 
still sleeping. I went into the bathroom, pissed, and then washed 
her dried blood off my dick. It was like I had screwed a woman 
while she had the curse. I went back to bed. The blood from her 
virginity had dried on her pussy lips and the inside of her thighs.  I 
lay down next to her and she snuggled up to me, moaning a little 
and making "shushing" noises in her sleep.

At about 2 a.m. the sound of water running into the bathtub woke 
me. I lay in the bed until the tap turned off and the sound of the 
water sloshing in the tub. I needed to piss again, so I went down 
the hall into the other bathroom and relieved myself. Then I went 
back to the master bedroom and looked into the bath.

Lindy was sitting in the tub, washing herself. The water was soapy. 
"How ya doing?"

"I'm a little sore. The water stung, but it's better now," she replied.

"You are so lovely."

Lindy giggled. "Thank you."

I went back to bed and a few minutes later Lindy crawled in next 
to me. We cuddled and went back to sleep.  In the morning I woke 
up alone. The clock read 7:42. I got up, took a shower and shaved. 
Then I went into the living room. The TV was running Yo-Gee-Oh 
and Lindy was lying on the couch. When I came around the corner 
I got just a glimpse of what she was up to, she rolled quickly onto 
her stomach. She was still naked, she was also sweaty. She blushed.

"Good morning," I said.

"Hi." Lindy was panting a little.

"What'ya watchen?"

"Yo-Gee-Oh."

I was really kind of turned on by what she was doing; my dick had 
firmed under my towel. After last night, I knew that Lindy was not 
at all abashed, so I decided to see if I could have some fun.

"What were you doing when I came in?"

"Watching TV silly!" she replied.

"You were rubbing yourself too."

"So, I like doing that. It doesn't hurt anything, Daddy told me so."

"Well, don't let me stop you."

Lindy giggled again. "You want to watch?"

Sir Peter surged against the towel. "Ya, I'd like to see that. Show 
me how you masturbate."

Lindy rolled over on her back. "Well, u-su-al-ly I start off on my 
back and a start rubbing myself down here with my whole hand." 
She covered her entire pussy with her hand and started rubbing, 
more massaging, her sex. After just a few seconds, her expression 
changed as she became more intense, concentrating on herself. I 
watched as she relaxed, sinking back on the sofa with her eyes 
closed and her breathing deepening.

I knelt down on the floor next to her and dropped my towel. My 
cock was fully erect by now, sticking up at an angle, aching for 
some attention.  I grabbed it and started jerking off as Lindy started 
to hump into her hand and make quiet vocalizations with her 
stroking.

She changed her technique, starting to concentrate on her clit with 
her middle finger.

"Do you ever put your fingers inside?" I asked.

Lindy came out of her revelry, "Sometimes." She ran a hand down 
between her legs but then said, "I'm kind of sore there."  She 
looked at my cock and sort of smiled. "In the movies, sometimes 
men shoot their stuff on the woman's chest. I want to try that."  
Then she went back to fingering her perfectly hairless pussy. Her 
breathing became deeper and beads of sweat began to develop on 
her upper lip and forehead.

The sight of this gorgeous ten-year-old was beyond description, 
but I will try. Her light blond hair was spread on the cushions and 
was beginning to darken near her face from sweat. Her clear and 
smooth cheeks were flushed pink. She had her eyes closed and her 
mouth partly open. Her throat was also flushed. Because she was 
using both hands to service herself, her chest was pushed together, 
giving the illusion of small breast. Her nipples seemed to have 
contracted and were sticking up a little. She had her legs spread 
and her knees bent. She was rubbing herself vigorously, humping 
into her hands.

I straightened up, pointing my cock across her chest as my cum 
built. I was jerking myself hard when Lindy groaned and humped 
hard into her hands. Two strokes later I shot a gob of ropy cum 
across her chest and onto her throat. Again she moaned and I shot 
more spunk onto her girlish chest, soaking her from the chin to the 
solar plexus with my seed. Drops of giz ran down over her 
shoulder onto the cushions.

Lindy came to and looked my dick in the eye, a rope of white cum 
still dripping out of the hole into her armpit. "Wow, that's a lot." 
She giggled. Then she ran her hand over the goo on her chest then 
put her fingers to her mouth and licked a gob onto her tongue. 
"Kind of slimy." "Slimy but satisfying," she said with a laugh. She 
grabbed my softening cock and pulled it to her mouth, sucking the 
last of my sperm out of it. The attention made me gasp with 
pleasure. After just a couple of seconds of sucking she released me 
and lay back. "So, what else is for breakfast?"