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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Starting Early - 3 (Mf, ped, 1st) by Jenny Sweet (jennysweetness@aol.com) *** Chapter 3: My First Orgasm It was after I had been to see Laurence a couple more times, that we did some more videos, I had plenty of kisses and cuddles and my life was certainly taking a turn for the better. I at last had somebody who loved me and whom I loved in return. We would go out for walks in the woods opposite his home and generally do all the things I should have been doing with a proper mum and dad. I remember it was about this time that I told him that I wished I could stay there for a lot longer than just when dad had one of his dates because we sometimes went there when he hadn't a date so he was there with us all the time. "You could always come up for the day, perhaps on a Sunday. Then you could be here all day not just for a couple of hours while your dad goes off and does his girlfriend." "Could I really? That would be so great! Do you think that my dad is doing that with his girl friend." "I think you can be certain that he is, why else do you think he is taking her out?" he asked. "I thought it was because he liked her." "I expect he's not getting enough at home," he suggested. "I often wake up to hear them arguing, do you think that is what it's all about?" "I wouldn't be surprised. Anyway don't worry about him getting it with either your mum or his girlfriend. We have to arrange it so you get what you want?" he said laughing. "Can you ask my mum about me coming on Sunday because she will want me to go to church with her, I would much rather be with you." "I'll ring her up this evening and tell her that we want to go to the seaside for the day, she won't for sure stop you going there. I could come and pick you up first thing in the morning. You live on the way to there anyway." "We don't have to stay there all day do we? I like being here with you." It was so nice being on my own with somebody that gave me so much attention, it was much better than going to the seaside. "We can come back here instead if you like, she'll not know where we're going and your dad certainly won't come here to see me as he'll think we're out." "Can we really? That would be lovely." I said and rushed over to him and jumped on his lap and gave him a big kiss. We always kissed on the lips and it was so nice. "Right, then that is all arranged you can be sure you will come for the day and we will start tomorrow. Now how about you put the kettle on so I can have a cup of tea while I go to the loo. You can have a blackcurrant or a Coke, you know where they are." His bathroom was off the lounge as it was a small bungalow; he went in as I went through to the kitchen. When I came back from the kitchen I saw that the bathroom door was open just a little so as I wanted a pee I walked in. Laurence was standing in front of the bowl having a peeing and when I walked in he didn't try and cover himself up or anything. For some reason I did not feel shy about seeing him and I stayed. I watched him as I had never had a proper look at a willy before. He looked over at me watching from just inside the door and must have seen that I was interested. "You can come closer if you like," he said smiling. "Surely with two brothers you have seen one of these before?" I walked closer so that I was standing close to him with my eyes riveted on his willy. "Only a couple of times and theirs are only tiny compared to yours." He finished going and did not put it away as he could see that I was still looking. "You do not look embarrassed standing there looking at my penis." "Well I have always wanted to have a proper look," I said. "Well you certainly are having one now. Is that why you came in?" "No, I thought you had finished as the door was open, I was going to go myself." He stepped back from the bowl still without putting it away, I did not mind as it gave me a chance to have a good look. "You can use it now I have finished." Now I was embarrassed as I was a bit shy about taking my knickers down in front of him. "Do you mind if I go on my own? I know I have looked at yours, but--" "Darling, of course I understand, you must be feeling a bit shy," he said putting his away and doing up the zip. "I'll go and finish making my cup of tea, have you got yourself a drink?" "Not yet, I was going to have a Coke." "Ok I will get it for you," he said. Before he could go I was feeling a little bolder and for some reason I thought he was disappointed that I had not taken my knickers off so before he could go I pushed down my jogging bottoms so that he could have a good look at my knickers, I know it seems silly, but always, even if I could not manage to wear a skirt, put on a pair of my prettiest panties as he preferred calling my knickers when I was coming to see him. There always seemed to be at least one opportunity during a visit when he could see them. In fact it was me that usually made the chance for him to see. I remember that the ones I was wearing that day was a new pair my mum had bought for me and they were a pretty blue with some white lace round the legs. "Jennie you look so pretty like that," he said as he walked out of the door, but not before he had waited for a moment looking at me no doubt waiting to see if I had changed my mind. He closed the door behind me and when I came out he had made his tea and brought in my Coke along with a bag of my favorite marshmallows. "I went to the shops yesterday and got a copy of Snow white that you said you wanted to see and I have a copy of Jurassic Park that your mum won't let you watch, do you want to see one of them. There should be time before your dad finishes doing his girl friend." "Yes, can we watch Jurassic Park? It's not too scary is it?" "That is a yes and a no, yes you can and no it won't scare you I'm sure." He switched on his TV and put the tape in and sat down ready to watch. His chair was directly facing the TV and I was going to sit on his lap to watch it like I always did." I stood between his legs and was waiting for him to lift me onto his lap. "Why don't you drink your Coke before you sit on my lap it'll be easier, I can drink my tea at the same time then we can get comfortable to watch the film." The movie had just started and I turned round facing the TV and leaned back against him with my drink in my hand. He put his arms round me and his hands rested on my bare tummy where my tee shirt had pulled up. Now I know you're going to start laying the blame on him for what happened next bit, but it really, really was my idea. And if I could go back to that time it would have still happened exactly the same way. His hands felt so nice resting on my tummy; he gently rubbed me there which felt even better. The tops of my jogging bottoms which were elasticized at the top and made of very stretchy material, as he rubbed my tummy his fingers slipped under the edge of the loose top. I know he wanted to, but he was not on his own, even though I was facing the TV I had not seen a thing. He must have been able to read my mind, "You like me rubbing your tummy like this don't you?" he whispered. "Yes, it feels lovely." I answered also in a whisper. Even though we were on our own it felt too secret to speak out loud. Then I surprised even myself, my mind for a second was running on auto pilot it felt so nice, I was thinking about how nice it felt when I touched myself in bed. "Lower," I said. He continued rubbing to and fro over my tummy now just below my belly button. It was feeling so nice; the thought went through my mind how nice it would feel if it was Laurence that was touching me there. Even though his hands were only touching my tummy it felt much nicer even than when I touched my fanny. He carried on for nearly a minute and made no move to go any lower. I turned my head round to face him "Lower please." He did and now his fingers were only just above my fanny, but not touching, it was feeling out of this world for an eight and nine month old girl, nothing had ever made me feel this before, believe me. I could not wait for him to touch me properly so I turned my head round again and looked at him. "Please!" I said. I didn't have to say anything more, his fingers found my fanny and he gently rubbed one of his fingers up and down over it slightly opening me as he did. It felt wonderful. I had no idea what I was letting myself in for, even though I knew all about the mechanics of sex, nobody told me anything about the how insistent the feelings were. His finger was making me feel better and better with every stroke. He was much better at doing it than I was, then it reached a point of feeling a hundred times better than it had ever when I did it myself. He must have known how much I liked it because he started rubbing faster and I could not help myself I just had to push myself towards his finger as the tip of his finger which just slipped inside of me. Then the world exploded never had anything like this happened to anyone else in the world before. It was such a wonderful feeling that went on and on, I could now feel his finger deep inside of me and I was forcing myself down onto it as hard as I could. It lasted for ages or it felt like ages before it gradually subsided. "Oh Laurence, what did you do to me, it was so lovely." "You have just experienced your first orgasm, and I am as surprised as you, I never thought that you would be able to come at your age." He said. "What does come mean?" I asked. "It means having an orgasm, now you know why your dad is chasing after girlfriends." "But surely there is nothing in it for him? Nothing happened to you like it did to me; did it?" "It would have happened to me if I had my willy inside of you." "You mean you would have felt just like I did if you were inside of me?" "Yes exactly like it was for you. I take it you enjoyed it then?" "Oh yes, it was wonderful, I have touched myself there loads of times, but it never felt like that. Can it happen to you without having it inside of me, because I would let you put it into me if I was big enough, but I've seen how big you are and it certainly wouldn't fit inside of me?" "It would go in, but it'd hurt you so much and I would never hurt you. Mine will happen if it is rubbed just like yours did," he said. "Can I make it happen for you? I don't care about the film." "I would love you to," he said with his hand on his zip. "You'll have to tell me how to do it." I said. He pulled down his zipper, if I had thought it was big before it was miles bigger and very stiff now. I reached out slowly to touch it. My fingers closed round it, and I felt him shudder as I touched him. Although it was stiff it had a silky feel and once my fingers closed round it I didn't need telling what to do I slowly rubbed it up and down. The skin moved over the hard part and as I pushed towards him the skin at the end uncovered another part. I leaned forward to get a closer look. Then the doorbell sounded. "I'll bet that's my dad back early. I won't be able to make you come now, can we do it tomorrow?" "Course we can darling and I will make you come again too." "Honest, can it happen more than once?" I asked. "My darling we can make it happen to you as many times as you like. Now promise you won't try and make it happen to yourself tonight in bed." "You've got to be joking; I'll be going to bed early to try," I said. "I thought you might, but don't make yourself too tired to come and see me tomorrow." Needless to say it was my dad and he was in a temper, he had had a row with his girlfriend. Continued in Chapter 4... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 19