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Young Crystal (M/g, pedo-affair)
By Anonymous Author
**
Crystal is a little girl who lives next door and I'd guess you'd
say we always got along well. Her dad and I were the best of
friends as she grew up as were her mom and my wife so I guess it
was only natural that she came to look at us as her "other
parents." In fact, there were times I almost thought that she was
our kid instead of our neighbors. The fact that we have no
children of our own more or less made that even more so.
We'd been neighbors for almost 15 years and my wife and I were the
first ones called after Crystal was born 13 years ago. As she grew
up, we'd always invite her to go with us to the park or to the
shore anytime we went. More often than not, she took us up on our
offer. As I said, she almost was like our kid.
That is until recently. Over the past year or so, Crystal has
started to develop into something of quite a knockout. It seemed
that, more and more, whenever I looked at her I began to feel a
desire inside of me that I really didn't know existed. I'd never
been turned on by young girls before this and felt almost
embarrassed to be looking so longingly at this 13 year olds body.
My wife noticed to and took to calling me a "dirty old man" and
mentioning "jailbait." Of course she was just joking. I wasn't.
I guess where I got myself into trouble with this whole ordeal (if
you want to call what happened trouble...I guess more of
"potential trouble" would be the word) was about two months ago.
As usual, as the weather has begun to warm up, I've started
frequenting our backyard pool more and more. Ours is the only in-
ground pool in the neighborhood and, with our like of children, it
isn't unusual for me to be joined by five or six kids within
minutes of my getting in.
One day it was different though. I had been in the pool for about
five minutes when Crystal came running across the yard. She was
wearing a tiny two-piece suit that stretched across her developing
body. As she approached the pool with her normal wide-eyed smile I
felt myself coming on with a huge erection. I kind of half turned
away from her, glad that I was more than waist deep in water.
"Hi," she shouted as she walked to the edge of the deep end. "Is
it OK?"
"Sure," I answered with a slightly shaky voice, "always is."
With that, her body flexed into a diving motion and she seemed
suspended in air, her tight body shining in the sun. In an instant
she splashed into the water. I watched as she swam under water
towards me. I was still in the midst of a raging hard-on and I
quickly moved to the side of the pool. Pulling myself up, I sat
down on the side and half crossed my legs.
Watching me from underwater, Crystal swam right up to me and came
to the surface. That smile... always that smile. Resting her arms
on my legs she asked how I was doing.
"Just fine," I replied, "how 'bout you?"
"Oh, I'm bored," she answered, never releasing eye contact. "My
mom and dad are out shopping and there is nothing at all to do."
"Well, you're here aren't you?" I asked. "Isn't this something?"
Somehow I was glad that my wife was also gone for the afternoon. I
felt incredibly turned on to be here with this gorgeous (perhaps
gorgeous is too strong a word, maybe it should be potentially
gorgeous) teen.
With that, she got this devilish look in her eyes and, in a quick
motion, pulled at both my legs, dumping me into the water.
Struggling a little to regain my feet, I grabbed at her body and
caught her arm pulling her under the surface with me. Pushing and
kicking, she struggled to break free of me. I released her,
thinking that she would back away.
Instead she jumped on me and grabbed my head in her arms. She
obviously was trying to use leverage to push my head back under
the water but, from my side, she was shoving that developing
teenage chest into my face. It was almost more than I could stand.
Without a great deal more of trouble I simply stood up. Crystal
hung onto me as I did and I came to my feet with this teen's soft
chest rubbing at my face. (I'm glad that the water we were in was
over my waist because I had developed an incredibly big erection.)
Grabbing the youngster around her thin waist, I tugged her away
and literally tossed her across the pool. Again though, instead of
backing away, she came right back at me. This time though she
straddled my hips and hung there, gazing into my eyes. She could
obviously feel my cock pressing against her bottom as she hung
there because she squirmed against me.
Without saying a word to her, I went for it. I leaned my head
forward and softly kissed her tender lips. Much to my surprise,
this 13-year-old body aggressively responded. Her return kiss
didn't seem to me to be the kiss of a virginal youngster. Instead,
I felt her tongue probing against my mouth. As she laid it on me I
felt her press harder and harder against my cock with her slender
bottom. I nearly lost it right there.
It suddenly occurred to me that I was standing waist deep in a
pool, hugging and kissing a 13-year-old child, in the full view of
the entire world.
"Let's go inside," I whispered into my youngster's ear. "OK," was
the response in a delightfully childlike voice. She immediately
slid from me and moved to the edge of the pool. Lifting herself
out, I watched that slender body slide up and out. I was standing
there admiring her fine features when she asked me what I was
waiting for. (Actually, I was hoping against hope that the
swelling below my waist would reduce before getting out.)
I finally got out of the water and we walked across the yard into
the house. No sooner were we in the house that this young vixen
was all over me. We stood in the kitchen, making out like a couple
of young teenagers. The though kept running through my mind though
that I wasn't a teenager and that I was looking at serious trouble
if I got caught. I was already in too deep by now though.
Standing there kissing this youngster I ran my hands over her back
and bottom, letting my fingers feel the crack of her ass through
the wet bathing suit she wore. Much to my amazement, Crystal
continued to pursue my advances. After a few moments, I moved my
hands up her back and undid her bathing suit top. Without a shred
of embarrassment, my blonde wonder stepped back and let the small
piece of material slide down her arms and off onto the floor.
Her breasts were just developing and were really not much more
than enlarged bumps. Contrasting with her blonde hair, her nipples
were actually on the dark side, small and taut with tiny pencil
erasers for tips. I reached forward slightly and took them in my
hands. Crystal just stood there and closed her eyes. A slight
shiver came across her as I slid my thumbs across the tender
nipples.
I looked at her angelic face and wondered again to myself just
what I was getting myself into here. I was standing with a girl
who was only thirteen. I knew what kind of trouble could come out
of this but I decided I didn't care. With that I swept her up into
my arms (it was quite easy, she couldn't have weighed 80 pounds)
and carried her into the bedroom.
Once there I let her down to a standing position by the bed.
Softly I kissed her lips and I again became aware that this child
was actively seeking me. This time though, when her tongue probed,
I let it easily slip between my lips. This kid kissed like a pro
and had obviously practiced before.
As we embraced I slid my hands down under the material of her
swimsuit bottom and slowly slid them down her legs. She stepped
out of them and I stood back to briefly gaze on this barely teen
body. My eyes came to rest on that slit between her legs that was
clearly visible with just a slight covering of hair. She was
obviously just beginning to mature.
It was just then that I heard a car door close in my driveway. We
stared at each other in disbelief as we heard the voices of two of
my friends coming towards the backdoor. Quickly, I told my young
lover to get dressed and get out the front door. She grabbed my
hand and kissed it in an incredibly tender motion.
"We'll be together again kid," I whispered to her. "I promise
that."
Without saying a word, my tender child slid back into her suit and
ran out the front door just as I heard the knock at the back door.
All the rest of the day, I couldn't get my mind off that young
girl. Even that night, as my wife and I made love, I couldn't stop
thinking of that tender body, so vulnerable. Suddenly my wife's
body was not appealing, the large breasts, the wider hips. The
woman I had loved for years, who had never failed to turn me on,
suddenly did nothing for me.
The day rose Sunday to a beautiful morning, warm and dry. My wife
went to visit her parents as she does every Sunday morning. No
sooner did the car leave the drive than there was a knock at the
back door. My heart jumped because I knew who it was.
Standing at the back door, wearing shorts and a t-shirt was my
child-lover. She smiled as I opened the door and let her in.
Without saying a word, we embraced and I found myself passionately
wanting her. Still silent I swept her up in my arms and we headed
directly to the guest bedroom. Arriving there, I lifted her shirt
above her head, coming to realize that she was naked underneath.
Quickly I moved to remove the shorts she wore, again gazing at the
inviolate opening that lay below her naval.
Neither of us spoke as I quickly got undressed and urged her to
the bed. I lie down nearly on top of her and felt her cool skin
against me. Kissing her, my fingers found there way between her
legs and began to massage her gently. I could hear (almost feel)
slight purring sounds coming from her young body and I felt a
slight, cool sweat break out across her chest. It wasn't until I
had slid down her slim body that I heard her ask what I was doing.
"Just lay back and relax," I whispered back.
Lying between my young lovers legs, I gazed at the sight before
me. Crystal was obviously excited as the dampness that clung to
the sparse hair between her legs testified. Slowly, inhaling the
sweet odor of her youth as I moved, I let my tongue find its way
between the set of lips that held closed. I felt her give a slight
shiver as I came to make contact with the tiny head of her
clitoris. Within seconds my child was breathing heavily and
eagerly reaching her hips upward, inviting my probes.
I continued massaging the area with my tongue, spreading her lips
apart with my fingers to gain better access. It had been a long
time since I had practiced oral sex on anyone other than my wife
and I had forgotten the sweet taste of adolescence. Not at all
musky, the fragrance had an actual sweetness to it and the taste
was entirely different than I was used to.
After several minutes of this, I tore myself away to back up her
body and we kissed deeply, her tongue once again probing inside my
mouth. My cock was now stiff as a board and I pressed hard against
her skin with it, rubbing it slightly against her.
"I won't become pregnant, will I?" she asked me softly. I almost
smiled at her innocence.
"No, I had that fixed a couple years ago," I responded. (I had
undergone the vasectomy route a few years back.)
With that one question answered, she seemed to relax even more and
I cautiously placed the head of my cock against her still closed
opening. Ever so slowly (trying to keep myself under control) I
let the head slip inside her lower lips. I heard a slight gasp
come from her lips and I stopped my entry.
"Hon, this will probably hurt for a second or two," I cautioned
her softly. "But then it'll be like nothing you've ever felt."
"I know," she replied, "It's OK."
Again I began to press myself against her. With a free hand I
softly massaged her upper pubic area, around her clit (avoiding
too much pressure). Slowly she gave way to me. I could feel her
expanding to fit me and each move I made was a mixture of agony
and pleasure for her. Nothing she had ever encountered had
prepared her for this moment.
Finally, I was half way there and I slowly withdrew partially
until only the head was left in. Looking down, my sweet thing had
her eyes closed tightly and was biting down on her lower lip. I
stared at her beautiful face as I slowly started to re-enter her.
This time, her natural lubrication was taking effect and I could
feel her begin to loosen somewhat.
As I reached the halfway point, I again slowly withdrew and again
slowly re-entered. This time again, it seemed easier on her than
the previous time. Now though I continued my entry. Watching her
face, I could tell she was still uncomfortable (though she had
made no sounds of "pain" at all, simply a few soft grunts). Not
stopping, I continued pressing myself into her until I felt the
head of my cock touch something hard deep inside of her body.
At that point, she opened her eyes and saw me staring at her.
Smiling she gripped my shoulders and began moving her hips back
and forth, letting me slide slowly and slightly in and out of her.
I could tell from the look in her eyes that she was actually
starting to enjoy herself. I was more or less in a trance myself,
feeling myself inside this youngster, being held tighter than I
had ever been before. I was determined to make this last as long
as humanly possible but the excitement of the event overcame me.
I felt the need to explode begin to overwhelm me and I began to
plunge myself into my young lovers body. Faster and faster I felt
myself moving (it was almost as if I was in a dream sequence,
viewing myself from across the room). All the while, Crystal hung
onto my shoulders, trying to accommodate as best she could. No
longer completely silent, I heard grunts each time I pressed
myself into her.
Before long, I had completely lost the control that I so much
wanted to maintain and I roughly slammed into her, time after
time. She continued holding me tightly. It was only a matter of a
few more moments before I slammed firmly into her and began to
come. I'm not sure that she knew exactly what was going on or
whether her actions were simply a coincidence. But it was
precisely at that moment that she reached her head up and bit down
hard on my shoulder. The combination of pain from that bite and
the pleasure from my cock's release intensified the moment. I had
heard and read about seeming to "come forever" but had never
believed or understood what was meant. Now I knew.
Finally the twitching in my cock stopped and I began to relax. My
young lover maintained her hold on me as I rolled slowly to my
side, still locked like with a vise inside of her tiny body. Her
body was drenched with sweat, beads of perspiration clung to her
face and chest. I kissed her softly and heard a slight sigh escape
her lips as I did.
Slowly I pulled my cock from its place and felt the muscles of her
lower abdomen and upper thighs begin to relax. Still, she
maintained her tight grip on me. I felt my cock slowly slide out
from her and heard a slight "plop" as it dropped out. Looking
down, I saw a slight smear of red on its head.
I had made love to my first virgin ever. (My wife was experienced
already when we married.) We held onto each other for several
minutes and I suppose we fell asleep because the next time I
looked at the clock it had been over two hours since she had made
her appearance at my door. Quietly and carefully I disentangled
myself from her grip and pulled myself to my feet. My sleeping
beauty looked just like one. Looking down her body I realized just
how small and fragile a young thing she was. As my eyes reached
her lower regions I saw obvious smears of blood all along her
upper thighs. It was also obvious that I had filled her cavity
completely with fluid because a huge wet stain smeared the bed
under her prone body.
I nudged my lover slightly and she opened her eyes, smiling. It
was by far the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. I urged her
to her feet and she made off to the bathroom where I told her to
shower. When she came out she was dressed in the shorts and t-
shirt she had worn in. We kissed briefly and she told me she had
to be home by three because her folks were going out for the
evening and she had to get dropped off at a friend's house.
Everything was so matter of fact.
She was so casual about everything that had happened that I asked
her when we would see each other again. (I feel kind of foolish
even saying that I asked such a boorish question.) She looked at
me and said without hesitation, "Next time your wife isn't home
silly!"
With that she was gone and I must admit that I couldn't wait for
her return. I was like a teenager again myself, in love for
seemingly the first time. That evening I couldn't bring myself to
make love to my wife. Her breasts were just too large, her body
just too big. We didn't speak at all about it; we simply turned
off the light.
Sleep came quickly and I found myself sporting a huge erection as
I dozed off dreaming of my young love.
THE END