"I have some Valentine's Candy!"

"Yeah? What kind?"

"Little chocolate hearts. Here!"

The beautiful little girl handed me a chocolate. "Happy Valentine's Day!" she said. Her round cherub face was lit with a wonderful smile.

I unwrapped the chocolate and plopped it in my mouth. "Mmmm, that's good."

"I wonder why Valentine's hearts are shaped like this," she said, looking at another chocolate. "It doesn't look like a real heart at all, does it?"

"You wanna know why they're shaped like that?"

"Yeah. You know why?"

"I do. And you ever wonder why they're always pink? Even these chocolates are wrapped in pink. But real hearts aren't pink, they're like, gross, like dark red, right?"

"It's 'cause pink is the color of love, right?"

"Yeah, but why is it the color of love?"

"I don't know."

"You want me to show you?"

"Yeah."

"You won't be offended, will you?"

She looked at me, puzzled. "No. Why would I be offended?"

"'Cause... Some people might think it's a little dirty."

"Dirty?"

"Some people might think so."

"I promise I won't be offended. Show me already!"

"OK. You ever look at yourself, Shalisha? Like, at your pussy?"

"My pussy?"

"Yeah, like, with a mirror, or maybe take a picture of it with your phone? So you can see it really good?"

"A picture! No!"

"You should."

"Do you look at yours like that?"

"It's different for a guy. We don't need a mirror or a phone, ours is just kind of out there, you know?"

She giggled. Her brown cheeks went a little red.

"Here." I took my phone out. "I'll take a picture so you can see."

"But then..." She had a confused and skeptical look, but she didn't finish the thought.

"It'll be nice. You really should look at it." I took one of her beautiful long legs and lifted it up onto the couch. Then I pushed her skirt up and wrapped my fingers under the waistband of her panties.

"So you think it's OK?" she asked.

I smiled up at her. "OK for you to look at your pussy? Of course it is!"

"No, I mean..." She didn't have a chance to finish the thought, I'd already pulled her panties down.

I just sat and stared for a moment at her naked little pussy. There was just the slightest dusting of dark pubic hair on her puffy reddened lips. Her inner labia were peeking out, two little dark brown wrinkles of glistening skin. Above her adorable pussy, there was just a hint of her first pussy hair, dark and sparse and tiny, covering her pale, coffee colored pubic mound.

I held my phone up, trying to stop my hand from shaking at the excitement of seeing the little girl's beautiful pussy.

"Here, have a look." I handed her the phone.

She looked at the picture, her brown cheeks now bright red. "I feel dirty, doing this."

"It's not dirty, Shalish. It's beautiful."

"Beautiful?"

"Shalish, look at your pussy. She's so beautiful! Like a little chocolate candy."

"A chocolate candy?"

"Yeah, sweet and beautiful, like candy."

I reached my hand up to my mouth and licked my fingers. "And here," I said, reaching down to the little wrinkled folds of her dark inner labia and spreading them. I took my fingers away and her lips stayed open, displaying the glistening pink flesh inside her. I took another picture.

"What's that look like?"

She stared at the picture for a moment. "A heart?"

"A little pink heart."

I ran a finger down her glistening pink flesh. "And that's why the Valentine's heart is shaped like that. And it's why pink is the color of love. Because a girl shows her love to her man by giving him her pussy."

"Giving it to him?"

"Yeah." I gently pushed my finger inside her, just a little bit. She was warm and sticky-wet. "She lets him put his cock inside her, right here." I pushed the tip of my finger in a little further.

She looked at me, brown face red, dark eyes wide.

"The man can show the girl his love, too." I moved my finger up to her clitoris and twirled over it

"Mmmm," she murmured, closing her eyes. "How?"

"One thing he can do is he can kiss her pussy before he puts his cock in it." I flipped my finger back and forth over her tiny pale nub.

She opened her eyes, just tiny slits. "He kisses it?"

"Yeah."

"It sounds real dirty."

"It's not dirty, it's beautiful. I love the way it tastes. Can I taste you, Shalish? Can I taste your pink candy heart?"

"You want to kiss it before you put your cock in it?"

"Will you let me put my cock in it?"

She smiled, a sweet, beautiful, nervous little smile. "I want to show you that I love you," she said in a sweet, quiet, high-pitched voice.

"I want to show you that I love you, too, Shalish."

"You can kiss my privates," she said, so quietly, her voice shaking. "You can taste my Valentine's candy." She smiled, a sweet, nervous, beautiful smile.

"Thank you, Shalish. I love you."

"I love you too, John."

I pressed my lips against her pussy. I could feel the soft little hairs that graced her swollen immature outer labia as they tickled my chin and cheeks. I could feel her wetness against my lips. I could smell her awakening excitement. I slipped my tongue out of my mouth and into her and I tasted her beautiful taste: the strong, sultry flavor of woman.

She moaned as my tongue dragged up to her clitoris, and her breath was short as I flicked the tip of my tongue back and forth.

I rubbed her stiff little nub with my tongue and reached down and unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down. Then I looked up at her.

Her chocolate face was bright red and she was staring at me with her dark eyes. I started climbing on top of her.

"Are you going to put your cock inside me now?"

"I want to. Is it OK?

She nodded. She looked nervous, scared.

I leaned my face down to hers, pressed my lips against hers. I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She tasted wonderful, sweet like candy, deep and rich like chocolate. As I kissed her I pushed my cockhead into her immature little pussy lips. They were so hot, so wet. I was overcome with desire and I pushed hard into the little girl. Her body tensed but I kept my tongue deep in her mouth, not giving her the chance to object.

I felt her tight little hymen tear and my head pushed through it, into her vaginal canal. She moaned in pain, even though her mouth was full of my tongue. I pulled back and pushed in again, my head burrowing deep into her. She was so warm, so wet. She was so tight. Her sweet little chocolate pussy lips were slick and silky, half-way down my cock now.

I lifted my head. "Oh, Shalisha," I said as I slid in and out, again and again, "oh baby, it feels so good!"

The little girl was trembling underneath me.

"Oh, baby! Oh, baby!" I said as I felt my orgasm brewing deep inside me. My legs started shaking and my cock stiffened inside her and my balls tightened up against me. The pressure of my ejaculation built, and then fired down the full length of my cock.

Her hot sticky lips were half-way down my shaft, it was all the further I could get inside her. And I held myself there as the first shot of my come fired out of me, filling her little body. I pulled back and slid in again, her pussy now completely wet, wide open. I pushed my full length into her now and her pussy stretched to allow me in. She grunted in pain and I held myself there, feeling her candy chocolate lips on my scrotum now, and I exploded a second time. "Oh fuck! Oh Shalisha, I love you!"

"I love you too John!!!"

I stayed inside her for a little while after I'd finished, and we kissed and kissed, and then I slipped out and we lay together, holding each other and catching our breath. Then I sat up and got one of her Valentine's chocolates and unwrapped it and I put it into her mouth.

"You're my little Valentine, Shalisha" I said to her.

She swallowed the chocolate and smiled up at me. "You're my big Valentine, John!" she said. She smiled and her dark eyes twinkled.

We ate more chocolate and kissed and touched and stroked. I pulled her shirt off of her and exposed her pale brown chest, her little dark nipples barely beginning to erupt. I sat up and leaned over and kissed them, sucking each adorable little swollen nipple into my mouth. As I suckled, her cool little fingers explored my cock with a wonderful budding curiosity.

As we kissed and touched, blood flowed and I became erect again and I climbed on top of her and mounted her, her lips sticky with come and reluctant to be violated again so quickly after their maiden performance. She stiffened and groaned when I entered her, and then her little body trembled as I put my large hands on top of her sweet little head, soft dark curls of hair intertwining with my fingers, and I began fucking her a second time.

I held her down, underneath me, and fucked her, calm and slow and deliberate. As I slid in and out of her, I leaned over and suckled on her little nipples again.

Her little body trembled even harder.

When I lifted my head away from her flat little chest, she smiled at me, then reached over to the chocolate candies and took one out. And as I made slow soft love to her, her little pussy now dripping wetness down my cock and onto my balls, she unwrapped a candy and put it in my mouth.

"I'll give my pussy to you whenever you want, John," she said in her sweet little girl voice.

I kissed her, the melting chocolate of the candy in both of our mouths. "I'll kiss your pussy every time," I said when I lifted my head away.

She wrapped her arms and legs around me.

"Happy Valentine's Day," she said.