"Close your eyes and count to, I don't know, a hundred?"

"A hundred!?!"

"OK, how 'bout fifty."

"Twenty-five."

"OK, twenty-five."

"And if I find you, you're gonna give me a prize, right?"

She grinned broadly, braces shining in the setting sun, little nose turned upward. "Yeah, that's the deal."

"OK!" I closed my eyes. "One... Two... Three..."

Elizabeth Harding was the most beautiful thing I'd ever set eyes upon. She was a twelve year old sixth grader, but puberty was coming late for her. Some of her friends were well on their way to womanhood, but Elizabeth's changes had barely just begun.

She was tiny; her head came up no higher than my chest. Her hair was a straight sandy-blonde, unremarkable except that she wore it long, well past her shoulders. But despite the relative plainness of her hair, it framed the prettiest little face, round and impish with small blue eyes and high red cheeks.

What most attracted attention about her face were her nose and mouth. It's hard to say which was more spectacular. The nose was small and upturned, ending in an oddly oversized bump, which gave her something of a pug nose look and contributed to the impish flavor of her face. I thought it was the most adorable nose I've ever seen. I tried not to be obvious, staring at her, as many lascivious thoughts passed through my brain about that nose and how it would feel to have it buried in my scrotum.

But her mouth attracted as much, or even more attention, as that adorable nose. An exquisite organ, her little mouth was. Small and thin-lipped, but open slightly in the most wonderful smile, revealing a set of tiny braces on perfect little teeth. Again I tried not to be obvious as my mind raced through thought after thought, each one dirtier than the last, until she had those thin lips open wide and wrapped around my orgasming cock.

In addition to her beautiful face, she had two other astounding features. The first was her little prepubescent breasts. She was wearing a bra, you could see the purple straps uncovered by the open collar of her slightly too-small grey teeshirt. But her breasts themselves, revealed so perfectly through the tight thin fabric of the shirt, were tiny little swollen bumps, no wider than silver dollars, standing up no more than a half an inch. I was instantly in love with her little child's breasts.

The other feature, even more remarkable, was her rear end. She was delighting the world--or at least me--by wearing ungodly tight yoga pants which displayed the most adorably plump ass, round and surprisingly full. The effect of this strangely full bottom atop her thin little legs was odd, even a little humorous. It made her gait somewhat awkward, "bottom-heavy," if you will, and accentuated the sense of her prepubescent flowering: There was no doubt that as a woman she will have grown into her gorgeous ass, but you could tell that the child had a great deal of growing yet to do.

"Let's go to the park and play hide-and-seek!" a kid hollered to the other kids at my neighbor's backyard barbecue..

"I don't know, it's getting pretty late," one of the mothers said.

"It's only eight o'clock," another kid said in a whine, "and there's no school tomorrow or anything!"

"It'll be dark soon though. It's getting dark earlier these days. I don't want you kids out unsupervised after dark."

"I know!" my neighbor's kid, Julia, said. "John'll come with us!"

Plenty of laughter around the picnic table. "Volunteering him, are you?" Julia's mother said.

"Please?" Julia said to me.

"Please?" Elizabeth Harding said to me.

I'd just met Elizabeth that afternoon at the barbecue. Her family lived a few blocks away and were close friends with my neighbor, and from the moment I set eyes on her I thought she was the most beautiful little thing on Earth. I tried not to be too obvious about my attraction but I suspected that she noticed, and I was a bit worried that my wife was noticing, too.

Regardless... If I'd had any hesitation about chaperoning for the kids' game of hide-and-seek, that was gone the instant sweet little Elizabeth was asking me to go.

As we walked to the park, I tried to make a point of walking next to Elizabeth. And to my delight, she seemed to be reciprocating. Despite the kids around us, she was interested mainly in talking with me.

"So what do you do at school?" I asked her. "You do any sports or anything?"

"I just started cross-country this year."

"Yeah? I love to run. I just did a 10K last weekend."

"Cool!"

"Hey, you know what, we should go running together sometime."

By this point we'd just arrived at the park, and before she had a chance to respond to my suggestion, kids were running and shouting all around us.

"Who's 'It?'" some kid shouted as he ran past us and down the hill. "Not 'It!'"

"Not 'It!'" Elizabeth yelled, taking off running down the hill herself.

"Not me!" "Not it!" all the other kids yelled, too.

"Looks like Bobby's 'It!'" somebody yelled.

"Awwww!"

I sat down in the grass on the hillside, watching the merrymaking and checking email.

After a few rounds of the game, Elizabeth came running up the hill to where I was sitting. "How come you're not playing with us, John?" she asked. "You should come play!"

"I like it here," I said. "I can watch you from up here."

She flopped down on the grass next to me, her wonderful little bottom upturned and attracting my attention. She pulled a blade of grass and stuck it in her mouth.

"If you played, you could find me," she said, looking over at me out of the corner of her eyes. "I could hide and you could find me."

"Where would you hide?"

She turned onto her side, her small blue eyes twinkling from her soft round face. "I can't tell you that!" she said with a sweet slightly open-mouthed grin, showing off the steel reflection of her braces and the baby blue rubber bands that surround each brace and so exquisitely matched her eyes.

"What would happen if I found you?"

"You'd win, of course."

"Do I get anything for winning?

Her cheeks were turning rosy. "What would you want?"

"I don't know. What will you give me?"

Her face had gone red now. "Would you want..."

She didn't finish the thought.

"I think I would," I said, grinning at her.

She giggled, bright red. "You don't even know what I was going to say!"

"Doesn't matter, I'd want it."

She giggled again.

"One... Two... Three..." I started counting, eyes closed.

Giggling, and footfalls running away.

"Twenty-three... Twenty-four... Twenty-five..."

I took off down the hill in the direction that I'd heard her running away, scanning the surroundings. There weren't too many places for her to hide. I immediately spied the most likely spot, a large clump of lilac bushes that stood about a hundred feet away. There was a small opening between two of the bushes that led into a dark interior. I had a strong suspicion that I would find her there.

I had to get down on my knees to get through the opening into the inside of the clump of bushes. It was a decently large enclosure inside, maybe the size of a large closet, and it was dark and musty, the clean, crisp odor of rotting leaves and fresh soil. Against the far side sat the little girl, a big twinkling-eyed smile in the darkness.

"You found me already!"

"Yep. It wasn't too hard."

"I guess not!"

"So what do I get? What's the prize?"

She was grinning and biting her lower lip at the same time. "I don't know, what do you want?"

"I thought you had something in mind already?"

"Well... "

I sat down next to her. "How 'bout you give me a kiss?"

For some reason I was pretty sure the girl wouldn't object to the suggestion.

She smiled and her face was bright red. "That's what I was gonna suggest!"

I leaned towards her. Her head pulled back just a bit, a moment's hesitation; then she moved it forward again and our lips met. I could feel her warm breath on my face. I ran my tongue against her lips and she pulled her head back again.

Her face was red again. She wiped the back of her hand against her lips.

"That's all?"

"Uhh..." she said, almost like she couldn't form any words.

"Come on, I get a little more than that, right?"

She gave a little nervous grin and leaned back into me.

I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She pulled her head back and giggled.

"That tickles!" she said.

"Come on!" I said, grinning myself, but feeling a little frustrated.

"Sorry," she said, smiling, then leaning back in.

We kissed there in the middle of those bushes for several minutes. As we kissed, I put my hands on her shoulders and moved them down her arms, and she put her hands on my shoulders. Finally we heard some kids screaming nearby and decided we should climb out before we were caught.

We walked home in the settling darkness, Elizabeth next to me the whole time.

"So, you wanna go running with me sometime?" I asked her.

"Yeah!" She smiled and her eyes twinkled.

I smiled at her, amazed at how open she was about her feelings.

"Do you usually run before or after school?"

"I have practice before school."

"I suppose we could go after dinner, if you wanted. Like, tomorrow?"

"OK!"

"Meet you at the park at eight?"

"OK!"

I was mighty pleased when the girl showed up at eight o'clock the next day, and it was a lot of fun running with her. We took it nice and easy, just a couple of miles at a slow pace. When we got back to the park, we sat in the grass and did some stretches..

"Should we play hide-and-seek again?" Elizabeth asked after we'd been stretching for a while.

"I'd like that!"

I was "It" again. And I knew just where to find her.

We kissed and held each other again that night, for much longer this time. I loved the way the little girl tasted, sweet and tangy like apples. The sweetest thing I'd ever tasted. I could kiss that child forever.

I walked her home after kissing.

"So you wanna run again? Soon?" I asked her.

She smiled demurely. "Yeah, maybe Sunday? We have the first race of the year Saturday morning."

"So my friends and I... we were looking up something sorta weird on the web."

We were sitting in our secret hiding place Sunday morning after running a couple of miles. We'd been kissing for the last few minutes.

"Yeah? What's that?"

I looked at her, I could tell in the dimness that her cheeks were glowing like they do when she's feeling embarrassed.

"Um..." She scrunched her face up a bit, then blurted out, "blow jobs!"

"Blow jobs?"

"Yeah. Is that too dirty?"

"No! Not at all!"

"Do you think... Would you want..."

"Sweetie, are you saying you wanna give me a blow job?"

She smiled nervously. "Um... would that be OK? I mean, you are sorta my boyfriend, right?"

"Oh, sweetie, definitely I'm your boyfriend. Are you sure you want to?"

"Yeah. But I just don't know how. Will you show me what to do?"

"I will."

I got up on my knees as she sat cross-legged in front of me.

"Pull down my shorts, little princess."

She smiled up at me, nervous, and took hold of the waistband of my jogging shorts and pulled them down. She left my briefs in place.

She sat and stared, pretty blue eyes wide with curiosity, at the oversized bulge in my underwear.

She finally worked up the nerve to lift her hands to the waistband of my jockeys. She looked up at me, doe-eyed, then back down at my crotch, and she pulled the underwear down and freed my swollen cock.

The look on her face was the most adorable thing I'd ever seen. Her blue eyes were wide and shining, her mouth open slightly, lips turned up in a small smile, as she just sat and stared at the engorged head of my manhood, purple and large and glistening with leaking precum.

Finally, after staring for what seemed like a minute or more, she looked up at me.

"It's so big," she said. "I... I don't think I can get it in my mouth."

I smiled down at her.

"You'll get it in. It'll just take some practice."

She looked back down at my head again. She lifted a hand and touched it, very gently, with her finger. Then she rolled the finger under my head and lifted my shaft and looked at my balls.

She looked back up at me, smiling. "It's just so big!"

"Do you like him?"

She nodded, looking back down at my cock. "Yeah!" She was smiling broadly now.

"OK, princess, time to take him in your mouth."

She leaned in and opened her mouth and took my cockhead in between her lips.

It had been a long time since I'd had my cock in a mouth with a set of braces, and I'd forgotten what it felt like to have the metal scrape against my skin.

"Woah!" I said, instinctively pulling back. "Open wide! No teeth! No braces!"

She opened her little jaw as wide as she could and looked up at me with sweet little apologetic doe eyes. She barely got any of my head into her mouth. I could feel the wonderful warm wetness on the tip of my head, and that was more than sweet enough, for now at least.

"Now," I said gently, "wrap your fingers around my cock." She lifted both hands and wrapped them around my shaft.

I put a hand around hers and showed her how to stroke.

"Oh, sweetie," I said.

She looked up at me, her eyes twinkling.

I put my hand on the back of her head. "Can you get it in any deeper?" I asked the little girl.

She tried. It was adorable how she tried. She did manage to get her jaw open a little bit further.

And then I held her head and just knelt there watched the adorable little child in front of me, trying so hard, working so diligently, as she beat gently on my shaft and sucked on the tip of my head. She looked so angelic, the sweetest little thing on earth.

I stroked her hair as she sucked. "My princess," I said softly to her.

She looked up at me with twinkling eyes.

"My little blow job princess."

If she could have, she would have smiled. But her sweet little mouth was otherwise occupied at that moment.

I brushed her hands away. "I'm going to finish now, OK?"

She sat there with her hands on her knees, sitting cross-legged, leaning into me, her mouth open as wide as she could get it, sucking. Just sucking as best she could on the tip of my cockhead.

I had my hand on the back of her head as I finished, only a few expert strokes and my orgasm boiled up from deep inside me.

"Oh, fuck!" I said, louder than I intended, as it barreled down my cock.

The poor girl's mouth was instantly full of come. Warm, thick, sticky come. Her eyes went wide and she pulled her head back and the next shot spurted right onto her face. In a few seconds she was dripping with come, from her mouth and her face and her hair.

She wiped the back of her hand across her face. "Oh my god!" she said. "What a mess!"

"Yeah--sorry! That's why you're supposed to get it all in your mouth."

"Oh," she said, looking at my come on her hand. "I was just... surprised!"

"I understand. Here..."

I pulled my shirt off and wiped her face, then her hair.

I kissed her on the top of her head. "That was really nice, sweetie."

She grinned. "My friends are going to be so jealous that I did it and they haven't!"

"Um, maybe you shouldn't tell them about..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell them about you at all. We're a secret!"

"Play hide-and-seek again?" she asked the next time we went jogging, a big grin on her face.

The little girl-child was hardly interested in anything else, other than getting my shorts down and my cock in her mouth again.

"We can play hide-and-seek with my cock!" I said. "I know right where I want to hide him!"

She giggled.

She managed to open a little wider this time and my head was nearly all the way inside her warm little mouth now. I put my hands on her soft rosy cheeks as she started stroking with both hands.

"You're so beautiful, princess," I said. "You're so sexy."

I took hold of one of her wrists and moved her hand down to my balls. She gently cradled my testicles as she stroked and sucked.

"There you go, sweetheart. There you go, my little princess."

She pulled off. "Your little blow job princess!" she said, smiling broadly.

"Yeah!" I smiled down at her. "My little blow job princess."

I put my thumb and forefinger on her chin and pulled her jaw down.

"See if you can open a little wider. See if you can get my whole head in your mouth, OK?"

"I want to," she said. "Because I'm your blow job princess."

"Oh sweetie that's the sexiest thing I've ever heard a girl say!"

She leaned in and dropped her jaw and sucked my head into her mouth, my whole head! Her lips wrapped around my shaft just below my cockhead crown.

"Oh sweetie! You did it!"

The little child looked up at me with her twinkling blue eyes as she fondled my nutsack and stroked my shaft and sucked on my head. My whole head.

"I'm so proud of you, sweetie! You're such a big girl! You're so good at giving head!"

I slid a hand down her chest and touched her little breast for the first time.

The second my fingers touched her swollen breast she pulled off of me again and, staring up at me without saying a word, she grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and pulled it off. Then she grabbed her bra, working rapidly, excitedly, and pulled it off over her head as well.

She sat back for a moment, smiling nervously.

In the dimness of our secret love nest I could see her child's breasts, really nothing more than swollen pink nipples standing up from her thin chest.

"Oh my princess," I said softly.

I reached my hands out and she leaned into me.

"Your boobie princess," she said with a little smile.

I ran a finger over her sweet, delicate nipples. She closed her eyes, her mouth open just slightly, and let out a little high-pitched breathy moan. Then she leaned in and took my head in her mouth again, my whole head, all the way inside.

She fondled my nutsack and stroked my shaft and sucked my head and I knew I was almost there, the child was about to bring me to ecstasy inside her mouth.

"Oh, you're such a good girl, Elizabeth! You're such a big girl! Will you catch it all in your mouth?"

She looked up at me with her big doe eyes and nodded.

"Will you swallow it all?"

She nodded again.

I held her little swollen nipples between my thumbs and first two fingers, squeezing gently, as my orgasm began. "Oh baby! Oh princess! Oh my sweet, big girl!"

The first shot, a leg-shaking, adrenaline-surging explosion of male orgasmic power, filled her mouth with my warm, thick cream. Her body went tense with shock and her eyes went wide with surprise, but before she could react any further the second shot fired out, even larger and more powerful than the first.

The child was so adorable to watch as she tried so hard to take my whole load, gulping down the first two shots, keeping her lips around my head to take the next shot, and the next, then gulping them down as well to make room for more.

"Show me," I said when I had finished. "Show me my come in your mouth before you swallow the last bit."

She opened her mouth. "I think I already swallowed it."

"Next time, you should show me, before you swallow."

"Oh, OK. I'm sorry."

"That's OK sweetie!" I said. "Don't apologize."

We lay down next to each other on the warm dirt floor of our secret hiding place.

She ran her tongue over her braces. "I can taste your sperm in my braces," she said.

"Oh. Sorry."

She smiled. "I like the way it tastes. It reminds me of you."

I kissed her on her forehead. "That's so sexy, Princess." She smiled.

I rubbed her soft little nipples for a moment, then moved a hand down and slipped it under the waist band of her running shorts. She was looking up at me, wide-eyed, as my fingers found her panties and slipped underneath them.

I felt a little smattering of hair, sweet, soft curls, damp with girlish excitement, and I slipped a finger in between her pussy lips.

She was warm and wet, just like a grown-up pussy.

"Oh, Princess," I whispered to her, "what a beautiful pussy."

She gave me a nervous smile. "I'm your little pussy princess."

She closed her eyes and licked her braces again as my finger found her tiny child's clitoris. A minute later her little body quaked beside me as she came for me, her face red, her beautiful eyes wide.

"Oh my child! Oh my sweet little princess!"

The little girl was sucking me again. This time she managed to get my entire head in her mouth the first time.

"Oh, my princess, I'm so proud of you! You're such a good girl, such a big girl!"

Her big doe eyes sparkled up at me.

I put a hand on the back of her head.

"Do you want to be a really big girl today? Do you want to try to take me into your throat?"

She looked up at me with big curious eyes and nodded.

"I'm gonna push it in, OK? Keep your mouth open wide, no teeth! And when you feel it pushing into your throat, just take a deep breath and swallow and it'll go in, OK?"

She nodded, nervous eyes staring at me.

"And try not to gag on it, OK? Just keep swallowing if you think you're going to gag."

With that, I held her head tight with my hand and pushed into her, and she swallowed and took a deep breath and my cockhead slid into her tight, warm throat.

"Oh, princess!" I said, far too loud for our little hiding spot.

Her throat was making strange noises and I could tell that she was gagging, and trying to fight it off by swallowing hard, and her throat muscles tightened on my head as she swallowed and I felt my orgasm brewing--boiling, surging, escaping, exploding.

"Oh my dirty little girl! Oh my sweet little princess!"

She pulled off just as the first shot fired down her throat, but I held her in place and filled her mouth with cream, and she swallowed, and I filled her mouth again, but she didn't swallow this time. She waited until I had finished, then sat back and opened her mouth and showed me my come. And then my little lover swallowed it and smiled up at me.

"Did you like that?" she asked.

"Yeah, did you?"

"It... It was weird, but yeah, I loved it!"

"You are such a sweet girl," I said.

We held hands for a while in the gathering darkness as I walked her home.

"Do you think someday..." she said, sounding a little wistful, "we might get married?" She paused, perhaps to wait for me to answer. "I mean, I know you're married already, but maybe? Someday?"

I wasn't really sure what to say so I just said the first thing I could think of. "I'd love to get married to you someday."

She smiled at me. "We could have babies!"

"I would love that! I'd especially love making babies with you."

She laughed. "You know, now that your my boyfriend, we can do that, right?"

"What? You mean, make babies?"

"Well, I'm too young to have a baby, but..."

"Right."

"But we could try! I mean, like, practice. Now that we're boyfriend and girlfriend. Boyfriends and girlfriends do that kind of thing, right?"

"I'd really like to practice making babies with you."

She stood up on her tippy-toes to give me a kiss goodnight. "Me too!"

I stacked a couple of pillows on the edge of my bed, and then covered them with a towel.

Little Elizabeth, my sweet little child-lover, stood next to me, looking young and beautiful and nervous.

I sat down next to the pillows at the edge of the bed and reached my hands out to her. She stepped into my arms. I pulled her into me, hugging her, holding her tightly to me. I looked into her beautiful little eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

She nodded.

I moved my hands down to the bottom of her shirt.

"You're such a big girl, aren't you?"

She nodded again.

I pulled her shirt up and she lifted her arms in the air and I took it off of her. She reached around her back and unhooked her bra and I pulled it off as well. Her swollen little nipples were right in front of me. I leaned in and kissed one, suckling on her little child's breast. As I moved to her other breast, I unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down, then pulled her panties down.

I sat back to look at my naked little girl. Her face was bright red as her pants and panties fell to her ankles.

I'd never seen her pussy before. It was the most adorable little thing, no hair on her pubic mound at all, and just the lightest little dusting of dark blond curls on her swollen red lips.

She stepped out of her pants and panties.

"You're my naked princess now," I said.

"I'm your little naked lolita princess."

"You are."

I put my hands on her bottom; on her wonderful full soft bottom.

"Come here, my princess," I said, "I want to kiss your little pussy."

"Kiss?"

Her face was bright red.

"Yes, be a big girl now and climb up on the bed so I can kiss your pussy."

"OK."

She climbed onto the bed and I lay down on my back and took her leg and directed her to lift it over me, so that she was kneeling above my face.

And then I looked up, right at her sweet little child's pussy, not half a foot above me.

I could see now that she did in fact have a little hair on her pubic mound, thin, light-blond wisps of girlish hairs that were nearly invisible even from this close inspection, laying flat, parted at the center of her mons and curling delicately away. Other than these little almost imperceptible wisps of hair, her pubic mound was pale white, angelic and virginal.

In contrast, her vaginal lips were swollen and dark, puffing out eagerly, covered in adorable little dark curls of hair. The nectar of her sex was visible, dampening the curls, moistening the lips. And I could smell her, the excited smell of a woman's sex, rich and pungent.

Elizabeth Harding may only be a child, but little pussy wanted to be fucked. There was no doubt about it.

I put my hands on her ass and pulled her down until her pussy came into contact with my mouth. Her wet little hairs tickled my lips. I kissed her, once, then pulled my face out and looked up at her.

"You have the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen."

Her face was dark crimson red and she was breathing shallow and fast.

"I'm your little pussy girl."

Her voice was shaking.

I kissed her pussy again.

"I'm in love with your pussy, Elizabeth."

I stuck my tongue out and licked her. Her eyes closed, her face shook, she moaned. She put her hands on my forehead and began rocking back and forth, rubbing her pussy against my tongue.

The little child tasted so wonderful, sharp and spicy and sweet, and her come was flowing out of her now, soaking my face.

She was rocking hard on my face now, rubbing herself up and down on my tongue, and she was moaning loud and her legs started to shake. Still holding tight to her ass I lifted her off of my mouth. I did not want her to orgasm, not yet. I wanted little pussy ripe and ready for her maiden performance.

"OK, Princess, let's get on the pillows now."

"OK," the little child said, her voice high-pitched and shaking.

"Lay down on your stomach," I instructed her as I began undressing, "with the pillows under your hips, so your bottom is up in the air."

"OK," she said, childish voice shaking even harder.

I was naked now and took my position behind her. I put my hands on her beautiful full ass, squeezing it gently, then moved my hands down to the wet insides of her thighs and pushed her legs open. Her pussy was soaked, looking like a perfect little fuck toy, tight, tiny, and ready to give herself to her man.

My bloated cockhead looked enormous against her sex as I moved it into position. It looked like he was going to tear the poor little thing wide open, a tiny little child's pussy against a great big man-sized cock.

I rubbed my head up and down against her soaking wet lips. Oh, they were so warm! Oh, they were so wonderful! My head now inside the wet folds of her lips, I moved him into position at the opening to her vaginal canal. Gripping tight, and holding onto her hip, I pushed in.

She closed her eyes tight and let out a little groan as I felt her tight little hymen tear.

With my head just inside the shard remains of her virgin skin, her tiny vagina clenching to me like a scared, desperate child, I leaned over her and gently ran my hands over the poor thing's bare back.

"Oh my sweetie," I said softly. "Oh, my little love."

She opened her eyes, glistening with tears, and gave me a little smile.

"Are you OK?" I asked her.

She nodded, and as she did, tears flowed out of her eyes.

"Oh my little sweetie, my little princess."

"Your little sex princess," she said very quietly, her voice shaking.

"I'm so proud of you, sweetie. You're such a big girl now." As I spoke those words, still gently rubbing her back, I began to move my cockhead inside her, just slightly. "You're such a wonderful big girl."

"Big girls let their boyfriends have sex with them, don't they?"

"They do."

"I'm gonna..." My cock was venturing a little further now, my thick head stretching her open, and she took a sharp breath. "I'm gonna let you have sex with me all the time, because I'm a big girl now."

"Oh, sweetie!"

My cock was sliding in and out of her soaking puss quite aggressively now. I didn't want to hurt her so I was trying to hold back, but I couldn't help myself. I was overcome with lust for the little child.

Her sloppy pussy lips were only half-way down my cock when I felt my head bump into the bottom of her vagina. I knew then how truly tiny this precious little girl was. That thought, that realization, put my over the edge and I held myself there inside her as my orgasm surged.

"Oh sweetie!" I shouted. "Oh my beautiful princess!"

And I unloaded shot after shot of my hot cream into her immature pussy.

Elizabeth Harding lay on the dirt in our secret hiding place, her jogging shorts off to the side, her panties ringed around one ankle.

"Let's play hide-and-seek," she said. "I know where you can hide your cock!"

"Oh baby," I said, pulling my shorts down and kneeling between her open legs.

"I'm your little lolita lover," she said. "Your little sex princess."

"You are, aren't you?" I said, grinning as I directed my cock into her.

"Will you put a baby inside your little lolita? Please?"