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(Mg, extreme-ped, 1st, rom) *** The realtor told me the place was secluded, an old farmhouse on a couple of acres of rundown farm that was turning back into woodlands year by year. But there was a creek, a large neglected garden that the former owner had given up on, and plenty of peace and quiet for me to concentrate on my writing. The nearest house was a good quarter-mile away. There weren't any other neighbors for five more miles beyond that. Settlement went quickly; it always does when cash is used. A week after I moved in, I was outside clearing weeds from the garden when I saw a car drive by on the way to my neighbor's house. I caught a quick glance, an impression of an older woman and a young girl. The next morning there was an apple pie on my porch with a note: "Welcome, Neighbor! We hope you like the pie and invite you to come over any time for coffee and a chat!" It was signed "Mrs. Howard & Kaitlin". The next day, after dinner, I walked on over to my neighbor's house, knocked on the door and heard a young girl's voice yell "I'll get it, Grandma!" The pounding of small feet sounded through the house as she ran up to the screen door and came to breathless halt. "Hello," she said. Standing in front of me was a young girl that looked to be about 12 years old, wearing a pair of blue jean cut- off shorts and a halter top that exposed her bare shoulders and flat stomach. My eyes wavered for a moment between her long, bare legs and the slight, gentle twin swellings underneath her halter top before I could look up to her face. You know that old cliché, "love at first sight"? Well, it's not a cliché if it's true, right? Kaitlin had honey-blonde hair halfway down to her shoulders, swept back from her face, revealing cornflower-blue eyes and the sweetest-looking, fullest red lips I've ever seen. Many women pay thousands of dollars to get lips that looked like that! It was her eyes that drew me in, though. As she looked at me, it felt like she could hear every thought in my mind, feel every emotion running through me. My knees almost gave out. "Kaitlin?" I asked. "Uh huh" was her reply. "I'm your new neighbor, Steve. Your, um, grandmother? left a note saying I should drop by soon." "Oh, yeah! GRANDMA! Our new neighbor, Steve, is here! Won't you come in?" As I entered the tidy little home, a woman in her 60's came into the foyer and introduced herself as "Mrs. Howard. I'm Kaitlin's great-grandmother. She just calls me 'Grandma'. It's, ah, a rather long story but Kaitlin's just lives with me, now." "I see," I replied, though I really didn't. We sat down to coffee "and" and chatted for an hour or so. Kaitlin's "grandma" sort of rambled but I didn't mind because it gave me plenty of time to look at Kaitlin while she talked. It turned out that Kaitlin's mother and grandmother had both died when she was very young, leaving her great-grandmother to care for her. "But I'm awfully worried about her," Mrs. Howard noted. "She doesn't really have any friends at school and there's no one for her to play with around here, that's for sure. I was hoping that a family with some children would move in to the house you bought. You seem like a nice man, though, don't get me wrong," she added. Shortly after that, I excused myself and headed home. I turned at the end of their driveway and saw Kaitlin standing in the doorway, looking after me. ** That weekend following, I was out in the garden working again when I heard Kaitlin call out from behind me, "Hi, Steve!” I turned around, startled enough to drop the rake. Kaitlin was standing there wearing cut-off blue jeans again only this time she had on a form- fitting white T-shirt that only accented the swell of her developing breasts. The dark circles of her aureoles were visible through the white cloth and her nipples were just stiff enough to stand out. I managed to stammer out a "hello" and tell her what I was doing. "Can I help?" she asked, brightly. "Uh, sure. There's another rake over there." We worked together for a couple of hours, always making sure I positioned myself so I could observe her lithe, young body in motion. Before long, the rising sun made the heat unbearable for working outdoors, so I asked Kaitlin if she wanted to go inside and take a break and get something to eat or drink. "Sure, I'd like that," she replied. In the kitchen, she sat at the counter spinning on the stool, girlishly. I cracked open a beer and asked her what she wanted. "How about a beer," she replied. "Or a wine cooler, if you've got any. I snuck one from my grandma once and it was good!" "I, uh, don't know if you should have anything alcoholic," was my reply. "Oh, c'mon, who's going to know? I won't tell anyone! Even if I get drunk or something, it's no big deal, my grandma's away for the whole weekend, she'll never know!" I watched her carefully as I pulled out a wine cooler from the fridge and asked "Your grandma's gone for the whole weekend? Who's keeping an eye on you?" "Oh, please, I'm almost 11 years old; I'm old enough to be by myself for a weekend. Besides, it's not like we live in the big city or something, is it?" "Ten?” I asked, as I watched her swallow down a few gulps of wine cooler. "I thought you were, like, twelve, or maybe older?" "Nope, I'll be eleven in two months. All the girls in my class are jealous of me, too," she replied with a smirk. "Um, why, exactly, is that?" I asked in return, although I thought I knew the answer. "Because I've got little boobies already and they don't!" she proudly replied, thrusting out her chest. At that point, the erection in my pants reached a critical stage. I needed to regroup and rearrange before the awkward angle caused me anymore pain. "Kaitlin," I said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom and then change out of these dirty clothes, and I'll be right back." "OK," was her reply, as she swigged down some more wine cooler. I went back to my bedroom and quickly undressed. I managed to pee by thinking about other things, anything other than her "little boobies," until my dick drooped enough to let out the urine. Then I put on a clean T- shirt and a pair of cotton jersey shorts, without any underwear. My cock quickly became erect, again, at the feel of the smooth fabric and the thought of going out there where Kaitlin could see my bulge. When I walked back into the kitchen, Kaitlin was opening another wine cooler. I saw her glance down between my legs and noticed her eyes widen as she quickly took another drink. "Where's the bathroom, I've got to pee really badly," she asked. "Follow me," I replied. We walked back to my bedroom where I pointed her to the bathroom. She closed the door as I sat on the edge of the bed. Seconds later, I could hear the sound of her urine splashing into the toilet. I rubbed my erection through my shorts until I heard the toilet flush. Kaitlin came out of the bathroom, looked around the bedroom, and said "I wish I had some clean clothes, too. Mine are all sweaty and dirty." I took a deep breath and replied "Well, you could borrow some of mine, maybe a robe or something, while we wash the clothes you're wearing, but you'd still be sweaty and dirty, too...like me." I looked her in the eye. She looked at me. Then she said, "Maybe I could take a bath. And maybe you could wash my back, or something?" "Yes," I said, "or something. If you take a bath and I wash your back, you know that means I'll see you naked, right?" "Yeah, but that's not fair if you see me naked while I'm in the bath. You should be naked, too." "OK," I said. I'll run the water, you get undressed and then I'll get undressed and then we'll get in the tub together, OK?" "OK," she smiled, as she pulled off her T-shirt. My legs nearly gave way when I saw her tender, swollen, 10-year-old breasts. "Go on," she said with a smile, "run the bath!" I started the water in the tub and turned around to see a vision of girlish beauty standing in front of me. Her long, slender legs ran straight up, ending at her hips on the outside and at the smooth, hairless, slit of her childish pussy on the inside. Her nipples were fully erect, atop her puffy brown aureoles at the end of her swollen, developing little-girl breasts. She smile shyly and asked "Do you think I'm pretty?" I just nodded, then pulled off my T-shirt, paused, and asked her "Are you sure you want to do this?" She smiled again, nodded, and said "Take off your shorts, I want to see." I pulled off my cotton jersey shorts, exposing my shaved crotch, my cock snapping into upright position as I did so, my swollen testicles rolling into position, ready for action, ready to pump out their loads of sperm. Kaitlin looked at me and blurted out "It's bigger than grandma said it would be!" "Oh?” I said. "And what did your grandma say about me?" Kaitlin blushed, very prettily, and replied "Grandma said that men like girls and that you'd probably like me and that if you did you'd show me your 'cock' and then she held up a hot dog and said 'this is how big a cock is'. But yours is way bigger!" I smiled, turned off the water and asked "Did grandma say anything else about me, and you?" "No, not really," Kaitlin replied, "just that I mustn't tell anyone if we get naked in front of each other 'cause you'd get in lots of trouble. But don't worry, I won't tell about that, or anything. Can we get in the tub, now?" Kaitlin and I stepped into the tub. I sat down, spreading my legs, and pulled her in, making her sit between my legs facing away from me. The warm water caressed our bodies as I reached for the soap. I lathered up her body, rubbing her neck, shoulders, back; reaching around in front of her I massaged her small breasts, making her gasp with pleasure. My hands moved down her chest, down her belly and abdomen to between her slender 10-year-old thighs, and began massaging the hairless slit of her virgin pussy. Gentle gasps of pleasure escaped from her sweet, red lips as I nibbled on her ears and kissed her neck. My fingers gently spread her labia, touching the entry to her womanhood, caressing her little clitoris, making her stiffen with pleasure. I began rubbing her pussy, her clitoris, now fast, and then slow, now hard, then soft. Kaitlin moaned as I brought her to her first orgasm, her entire body stiffening with ecstasy, her back arching with joy as she came against my hand. Kaitlin collapsed against me, her slender body conforming to mine as her breath came in great, sobbing heaps. I kissed her ears, her cheeks, her neck, her lips as she turned her face toward me, my hands gently smoothing against her erect nipples as her little body shuddered with pleasure against mine. "Kaitlin, do you think you can turn around and face me?" "Yes." I helped her swivel around, her legs straddling mine, her arms around my neck, as I grasped her narrow hips and pulled her pelvis close to mine. My erection pressed against her pubes, our mouths came together as we kissed. We began grinding together in the tub as our lips pressed together, my tongue slipping into her mouth, hers snaking into mine, my hands squeezing her skinny little pre-pubescent ass as I pulled her body close against mine. "I want to taste you between your legs and then I want to fuck you, I want to push my cock between your legs, up inside your pussy and just fuck you forever," I said. "Yes, OK, I don't care; just make me feel good like that, again!" I stood, pulled her up by her hand, pulled her out of the tub. We walked, dripping wet and hand-in-hand, to the bed. I pulled Kaitlin onto the bed, kissing her. I kissed her lips, her neck, her chest, her nipples, her belly, her abdomen. I move down her body, using my hands, my lips, bringing moans and squeals of pleasure out of her 10-year-old mouth until I reached her pubic mound. When I flicked her swollen clitoris with my tongue, she arched her body, forcing her pussy against my mouth, and screamed with delight. I grabbed her firm little ass with both hands, pulled her pubes firmly against my mouth and tongued her pussy, her clitoris, her virgin hole, my fingers probing against her butt hole, pushing into her pussy, fingering her as my tongue flicked against her clitoris, her labia, her pussy hole, her butt hole, bringing her to orgasm once, twice, thrice, a dozen times. As she laid there on my bed, breathing heavily in and out, her arms askew, her legs spread apart, looking at me with a question in her eyes, I answered "Yes, now I'm going to fuck you." I moved to between her legs, pulled them up; put her slender ankles on my shoulders. Her pink, swollen, and spread pussy lay before me, wet from her previous orgasms. A large drop of translucent pre-cum lay at the end of my erect cock. I leaned into Kaitlin, rubbing the slippery, natural lubricant up and down the hairless slit of her child's cunt. I moved my cock head down, pressed in, and felt it push into her, her tight, young, hairless cunt lips wrapping around the head of my cock. I pushed again as her hips rose up to meet me, my cock sliding deeper into her, her 10-year-old pussy engulfing my penis, her flesh wrapping around mine, welcoming it into her. I pushed again, feeling the resistance of her hymen, pushed again, not as hard, once again, even softer, feeling her hymen give way, hearing her gasp and feeling her tense as my penis pushed past, slipping deeper into her hairless, warm cunt. I pushed again, this time almost all the way into Kaitlin, her pussy tightening around my cock. A final thrust and I'm all the way in, my shaven pubic mound pressed up against her naturally hairless pussy, my cock buried all the way inside her little girl's pussy, her tight little pussy gripping my cock in wave after wave of involuntary pleasure. "Kaitlin," I ask, "Are you OK?" "Yes. Don't stop." I pull halfway out of her and push back in. "Don't stop this?” I ask. "Yes. I mean, no. I mean...don't stop. Just keep doing that. It feels so good." I pull out, push in, thrust in and out of Kaitlin's young pussy, moving side-to-side, up-and-down, trying to hit her clitoris, trying to make her come before I do. It's no use. She's too tight, feels too good. After a few minutes, my toes curl, my eyes roll up, and I grunt and moan as I squirt my semen into her child's cunt, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure constricting my balls and cock, shooting my cum deep into her young womb. We make love... no, we fuck like insane monkeys three more times that night, her slender, underage body fueling my lust each time. The next day, we don't even bother getting dressed until her grandma calls, wondering where Kaitlin could be. "I'll walk her over," I say as I zip up my pants. "She's been helping me sow some seed." END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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 34