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 NOTE THIS: These stories are fiction.  They are based on the lives of these
characters, which may or may not exist, but in no way should be considered
biographical or autobiographical.  They contain sexual content that some
people may find offensive and/or immoral.  They are written to entertain
those people who don't find it offensive or immoral.  They are written for
adults, so look at your driver's license, do the math, and be sure that you
are at least 18 years of age before reading them.

   Tanya factoids and cast of characters for this series:

   Tanya 9 yrs old (relative to the story of course)

   Brad (Tanya's brother) 14 (5 years difference)

   Kyp (Brad's best friend) 16 (7 years)

   Dennis 12 (3 years)

   Francine 11 (2 years) Jonah (Francine's brother) 6 (3years)

   Janet 9 (same)

   Shelly 6 (3years) Bobbi Jo (Shelly's sister) 5 (4years)

















   Little Tanya intro 1



   OK first off I should tell you, I'm 26 and well adjusted.  I love sex,
but not without love.  This is an account of my childhood sexual
experiences.  It is for the most part true, with a little color added to
give it excitement.  What I mean is I've replaced some of the awkward
situations with a more romantic view.  I have very fond memories of these
moments, and I won't record them in a way that would make them seem dirty
or wrong.

   My sexual experiences started very young.  I believe I was 5 or 6 when I
first started self-pleasuring myself.  My favorite method was to lay on a
pillow, with my hand down below the pillow and inserting them into my
pussy. I would then hump on it, while imagining myself on top of some cute
neighborhood boy.

   My brother was 5 years older than me and I saw him nude on many
occasions, getting changed for swimming, after bath, and stuff like that.

   When I was about nine I heard some noises coming from his room.  I went
to his door, and peeked in through his keyhole.  I saw him on his bed and
on his back.  His hand was on his cock, and it was hard.  I had never seen
it like that before, plus I hadn't seen it for a couple of years, and it
looked very big.  I watched him move his hand up and down on it, and he was
sweaty and excited.  Suddenly he got really stiff like a board and cum shot
out of his cock.  Just then there was a knock at our door.  I got away from
his door, and quickly slammed my bedroom door to make it seem as if I had
been in there.  I ran down to the front door, and saw Kyle, my brother's
best friend.

   Kyle was 16, a little older than my brother.  I thought he was the
cutest guy in the world, and he was always really nice to all the young
kids in our neighborhood.  He was always playing ball with us, and sticking
up for us, he was like the whole streets big brother.

   I yelled for my brother and told him that Kyle was here.  While we
waited for Tom to come down I looked at Kyle and I imagined him doing what
I had seen Tom doing.  Tom came down and off they went.  Kyle messed up my
hair and said bye to me.  I ran upstairs and jumped on my bed.  Thinking of
Kyle, and remembering what I had seen Tom doing I humped my pillow and my
fingers to an orgasm.  I imagined Kyle saying my name over and over, saying
he loved me, kissing me, rubbing my thighs, and my butt.  It was the best
session I ever had.

   After I was done, I went outside and saw my friend Francine.  She was
the oldest of the girl crew.  She was 11, and kind of our ringleader. 
Francine was a really pretty girl, her Dad was Mexican, and her Mom was
Italian.  Staying at her house for dinner was always a good move!  When I
saw her she was with Janet, who was my age and my best friend, and Shelly
and Bobbi-Joe, who were sisters, 6 and 5.We talked for a little bit, and
then I walked the little girls home.  Shelly was really pretty, she had
green eyes and blond hair.  She wasn't shy either; she was the biggest
flirt I ever saw.  I loved to be with her, because she made all the boys
squirm.  Bobbi-Joe was different, she was really shy and had a boys face,
but she was cute, and I imagined she would be beautiful in a few years.

   When we got to their house the next-door neighbor boy was on his porch.
Shelly stopped to talk to him.  His name was Dennis and he was about 12. 
He was a very handsome black boy and kind of a hound.  He would always grab
the girls when swimming, feel us up when wrestling, and stuff like that. 
While we were standing there Shelly said, "hey Dennis, I'm not wearing any
underwear!" Dennis looked at her and said, "Shelly, you wouldn't wear a
skirt without underwear." She said, "Look!" Then she lifted up the side of
her skirt to show her bare leg.  I could tell that she was wearing panties,
but she was being clever and showing him her thigh where they were cut
high. I thought he would die.  Since he was concentrating on her, I looked
at his shorts.  He was getting excited I think, and I was sure that I saw a
little point sticking out in them.  He then looked at me, and asked what I
was doing.  I said that I was going to Shelly's for a minute, did he want
to come in, and he followed us.  We went in, but there was a lot of noise
there, and Shelly's scary Uncle Dan was there, so we didn't stay.  I hugged
Shelly and Bobbi-Joe and left.

   Dennis and I walked out and we were talking about Dan.  He told me he
thinks that Dan messes around with the girls.  I asked him why he thought
that and he said that the girls always took baths together, but when Dan
watched them, he gave them separate baths.  That didn't sound like a lot of
evidence, but I said, "Well what do you think he does?" He said, "I don't
really know, I just think it's weird, and he's not nice." I had to agree
that Dan was not nice, but that was all we said.  I was thinking about
seeing Tom, and I started to wonder about Dennis.  I said, "Dennis, did you
want to see Shelly without her underwear?" He said, "naw, she's too little,
but I was just trying to see if she really wasn't wearing any." I said,
"Well, I'm not wearing any either." It was true; I was wearing stretch
shorts with no panties.  He looked at my butt, and I liked him looking, and
I looked again at his shorts.  I saw that little point again.  He said,
"You're not are you?  But, it's different, you're wearing shorts." I said,
"do you want to see me with no shorts?" I couldn't believe I said that.  He
said, "Yeah sure, do you want to go in my house, nobody's home?" So in we
went.

   We only made it into the front room, when he turned and said, "Let's
see".  I said, "Okay, but I want to see you too." He said okay, and pulled
his shorts down.  He had a really nice dick.  It was black with a little
pink head, and was about 4 inches and hard.  He was so quick that I didn't
have any time to think.  I had to do it now, so slowly I pulled down my
pants.  My pussy was a little red from playing with it, and he just stared
at it.  He said, "Wow, Tanya that's sweet.  It's really pretty.  Do you
want to fool around?" Things were going a little too fast for me, but I
really wanted to.  I chickened out.  I said, "Dennis, I don't want to right
now, but we can some other time, if you want to, okay?" He said, "sure
anytime you want, I'll be really nice to you too".  I said, " I know
Dennis, but I gotta go now." It was true, I knew he would be nice to me he
was a nice guy.  He didn't even touch me, he just walked me to the door and
said bye.  I walked back to the schoolyard, and when I saw no one there, I
went back home.

   Dennis was a handsome boy, and very nice.  I thought that I would like
to get to know him better.  I really liked Kyle, but I didn't see much
chance of that working out, since he was 16, and I figured if anyone in the
`hood was going to get him it would be Francine.  So, I made up my mind I'd
go for Dennis.

   The next day I was coming home from school and I saw Dennis outside of
`The Collector".  That was a sports card-trading place.  I walked over and
said hi to him.  He seemed really glad to see me and it made me feel
special.  He was almost 13 and I was 9, so attention like I was getting
from him was really a nice thing.  He had his mountain bike there and he
asked if I wanted a ride home, of course I did!  He took me down the trail
by the river and he asked me if I had to go right home.  I said that I
didn't, and he asked if we should stop somewhere.  Pretty soon we stopped,
he pulled his bike into a thick of bushes and we climbed down over the
bank. We sat by the river for a long time and talked.  After a while he
said, "Tanya, I really think you're a pretty girl, and you're cool too".  I
said, "I think you're really cute, and you're about the nicest guy I know".
He asked me what I thought about having a black boyfriend.  I hadn't really
thought about it, but there were not many black families in my town back
then, so I guess there was bigotry, I just never saw any.  I said that I
didn't think my brother or my folks would want me to have him for a
boyfriend, but not because he was black, but because he was 4 years older.
I said, "would it be alright if I was your secret girlfriend for a while,
just to see how things go?  I really need to choose my battles at home." He
said, "that would be great, you really want to be my girlfriend?" I guess
it surprised me, because he was older and I think any girl would like him,
but I said, "sure I would"!  Then he kissed me.  He was confident, I was
kissed before, but this was different, it was like he was really in control
of things.  We kissed for a long time, and he rubbed my shoulders and back.
Then he put his tongue in my mouth.  I had never French kissed before, but
it was nice.  I slid my tongue on his and twirled it around; we really got
into it for a while.  I realized that we had been there an hour and I said,
"I have to go home now." He looked really sad, but we got up to leave.  I
really wanted him to be happy, so I hugged him really tight, and I was sure
I felt his dick against me.  I kissed him and told him maybe I could come
out later.  That changed his whole mood, and he took me home.  On the way I
could tell he was happy, and that made me happy.  He dropped me off, and I
ran to my room.  I got on my bed and thought about him.  `I really like
him, and he really likes me', I thought as I lay there.  I was very
excited, and I could go into great detail about my after school session,
but the truth is I don't remember it.  But, I can tell you it was good!