Sitting on my bed, nervously clutching to her guitar, Rachel looked up at me with those big baby blues of hers, and I tried to give her a reassuring smile. I really hoped that I didn't come off as overly excited, or worse yet, like a lecherous older "uncle" that I often thought she saw me as. But I'm sure I didn't succeed; by now, the poor guy between my legs was so painfully hard that he was throbbing in the confines of my pants, and I was sure he'd break in half if I didn't free him soon. And he was doing most of the thinking for me right now, and he had pretty much only one thought--"Get me in my little girlfriend's mouth-pussy, and do it right now, before the bitch has a chance to change her mind!"

My hands were shaking as I set my guitar down on the bed, and I had to take a deep breath to try to calm myself. She set her guitar down, too, and looked at me, and gave me the most precious, nervous, innocent little smile that I'd ever seen in my entire life. My cock throbbed even harder at the sight of that smile.

I reached out and put my hands on her cheeks, and I leaned in and kissed her. Then I stood, and I unbuckled my pants. Rachel stared, wide baby blue eyes, directly at my crotch as I pulled my pants down, the eyes getting even wider at the sight of the tent in my briefs. Then, I pulled the underwear down, too, finally freeing my aching cock.

The ten year old continued staring, and with a little smile, she lifted her hands. An agonizing moment later, her fingers made first contact with my cock, just the tips at first, cool and soft and delicate, lightly gliding along my skin and sending electric tingles that intensified as they pulsed down my cock and into my body, turning into a throb, and then an ache.

"It's so hard," she whispered, staring. "It's so big."

My only response was a heavy sigh as the throbbing need hit my brain. She looked up at my face in response, smiling sweetly, and then wrapped her cool little fingers around my shaft. She looked back down, leaned forward, and opened her mouth. And took the tip of my cockhead between her lips.

Immediately upon contact with her warm, velvet-soft tongue, my over-excited, over-stimulated manhood throbbed, and I felt a large surge of precum expel from my hole. Rachel's eyes went wide and she pulled back, smacking her lips. She looked up at me, curious, inquisitive, still holding onto my shaft with both hands.

"That was just some precum," I panted as I reached down and put my hands on the back of her head and pulled her back in. My cockhead, wet now with more leaking precum, bumped against her lips. "Open," I hissed, far more demanding than I had intended.

She blinked, not looking at me but staring straight ahead, but dutifully opened her mouth, and the tip of my head slipped in.

"Wider!" I growled. What the hell?!? I'd completely lost control of my faculties at this point. But on the plus side, she did as I commanded, and as I was still exerting pressure on the back of her head, my entire head slid in until her lips were wrapping tightly around the crown of my glans.

I moaned. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to..." I let go of her head, and she pulled back.

"No, it's okay," she said, looking up at me. "I just don't know what I'm doing."

"Sweetie, it's fine, it feels--"

Even aa I spoke, she leaned back in with her mouth open wide, and my burning, tingling head was once again ensconced in the wonderful warmth of her little mouth.

Little Rachel, precious angelic little cock-sucking ten year old Rachel, tried her best to do what she had seen her mother do the night before. She knew that she was supposed to rub my cock, and she gave me some ineffective two-handed strokes. But she didn't suck, or lick, or bob; she just held my cockhead between her lips and she tried to jack me. Nevertheless, watching from above as the inexperienced girl struggled to give me pleasure was one of the most erotic things I've ever seen. She was an angel, a beautiful magical creature, with soft golden hair and sweet blushing cheeks; it was far more than I could ever imagine possible, than I could ever have asked for, than I could ever deserve, to have this amazing child, this lovely girl, fulfilling my greatest fantasies. So I just stood and watched, soaking in the moment so I could remember it forever.

Eventually, I could tell that her jaw was tiring, so I pulled out, pushed her hands aside, and started jacking. She watched with curiosity for a moment, but then brushed a few strands of her hair from her face, and leaned down, and under me. She paused for just a second, and then little ten year old Rachel, my sweet angel girl, gave my ballsack a little kiss. Jesus Christ, as if it was possible that this experience could be even more perfectly erotic, an absolute dream come true for a horny old man, that little hesitant ballkiss sent me over the edge.

I moaned, feeling my orgasm commencing. The girl pulled back just slightly, looking up at me with an excited little smile, my cock right above her face as I furiously stroked.

"Does that feel good?" she asked. "I heard Alice tell Mom that--"

"Oh god!" I grunted.

Immediately, in response, she went right back down and pressed her wet little pink mouth-pussy lips against my scrotum.

A man can only take so much. As badly as I wanted to cum in her mouth, I was already past the point of no return. I did at least manage to step back and take aim at her beautiful face, and then I loosed a blast of semen that splatted dead on, right on her nose, and trailed off across her cheek.

She squealed as it struck her, and before she could duck away, the second shot coated her forehead. Her eyes closed tight, and her face now turned to the side, I stood above her, still jacking ferociously, and emptied my balls onto her.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed when I was done, one of her pretty eyes opened just slightly. She had a big grin. "There's so much!"

I looked around for something to use to clean her off, but she'd already lifted her shirt to wipe off her face.

"Oh, wow!" she said. The little girl was all smiles now.

We played guitar together for hours after that.

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For the next chapter in this story, see Chapter Eight: Hitchhiker Rides Richter.

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