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Jamie
by ftancredi (no address provided)

***

After years of being on my own I found love with a young 
girl. (M/f-teen, ped, rom)

***

It all started about 15 years ago when I caught my wife 
cheating on me with her sister's husband. I didn't know 
who she was fooling around with at the time, but I knew 
she was up to something. 

The first time I had a hint that something was up was 
when she had come home late one night from an office 
party, when she went to kiss me I noticed the smell of 
cum on her breath. When I backed away she explained the 
smell as being from the snacks, I didn't buy it. 

A couple of weeks later she was meeting some of her 
friends for drinks after work. She got home late and I 
was already in bed by then. When she came to bed I 
started to fool around and slipped my hand inside her 
panties, she was sopping wet. When I pulled my hand out 
from under the covers I got the distinct smell of cum 
again. This time she explained it as being from a panty 
liner. I called bullshit and got up and left. I know 
some guys write about getting off on someone else 
fucking their wives, but not me, I wanted to kill 
someone.

I took my truck and drove around for a while, finally 
stopping at a guy's place where I knew I could get a 
gun. I picked up a Smith and Wesson snub nosed 38. Not a 
lot of fire power but definitely enough for what I 
needed. I also picked up some fake ID, I was going to be 
leaving town and didn't want to leave a trail. 

***

The next day I drained our bank accounts, grabbed my 
stuff from home and moved out. I parked up the street 
from where the wife (soon to be ex-wife) worked. I 
recognized the brother in law's car waiting outside the 
building. By the time the wife left the office it was 
dark and with hardly any traffic on the street it was 
easy to follow the car. 

They drove to the state park outside of town and pulled 
into one of the parking areas about a mile in from the 
road. I had killed the lights when I turned in off the 
highway so they wouldn't know I was following them. I 
drove past the lot they had pulled in and coasted to a 
stop in the second parking lot over, not touching the 
brakes. I slipped through the trees to the edge of the 
lot where they were, there were no other cars around. 
The conversation seemed to be pretty animated, but with 
the windows up I couldn't tell what they were saying. 

After about 15 minutes things calmed down and they 
started to make out. It didn't take too long for the 
wife's head to disappear below the dash board. I waited 
a little longer to let things get going and then walked 
over to the driver's side and wrapped on the window with 
the butt of the gun. That got their attention. I pulled 
the door open before the brother in law could lock it 
and jammed the gun in his ear. The wife was trying to 
tell me that I didn't understand. 

I had to tell her to shut up in case I got too pissed 
off and actually shot somebody. My plan was not to do 
anything so drastic that the cops would actually spend 
time looking for me after I left.

I got them both out of the car at gun point and told 
them to strip and throw their clothes in the car. When 
the brother in law started to lip off, I took the gun, 
held it by his ear and fired off a round. Might have 
deafened him a bit, that and the powder burn from the 
discharge got him hopping. 

It's not like I actually shot him or anything. The 
brother in law didn't have much of an erection now, it 
had sort of turned turtle. I backed them away from the 
car, got in and drove off. It was the middle of May and 
the mosquitoes were in full force. The two of them would 
have some explaining to do when they got back to town.

I drove out of the state park and down the highway going 
way from town. I pulled into a side road and dumped the 
clothes after I went through pockets, wallets and the 
wife's purse for any money. I waited a couple of hours 
to give them a head start back to town and then headed 
back to the park. As long as they didn't get a ride or 
weren't able to call the cops I would be well gone 
before anyone found out. 

No sign of the love birds. I had seen a couple of large 
rocks in the parking lot where I found them. I ran the 
brother in laws car up onto one of the rocks, that would 
take care of the oil pan and transmission. I left the 
car in gear and running while I went and got my truck, 
the car was making some pretty terrible noises as I 
drove past.

And that was the end of my life in Kansas. I traded the 
truck for a '72 Chevy pickup in Nebraska, no questions 
asked, and headed to up state Michigan. 

I now live in a small town on Lake Michigan, the town 
was originally a fishing village but now about the only 
industry was tourism. I got my new Michigan driver's 
license and re-registered the truck with the new plates. 
So at 50, here I was starting a new life. 

Between the money I grabbed and odd jobs doing 
construction, mostly for cash, I was doing okay. I 
rented a small apartment in town and then did something 
I always wanted to do, I bought a sailboat. Coming from 
Kansas I didn't have a clue about sailboats or large 
lakes but it worked out well. The boat I bought was 
about 30 years old, it wasn't very big inside, but for 
two or three people it was fine. 

I took some sailing lessons at the marina from a kid 
that was about 18. By the end of the summer I had a 
pretty good grasp on how to handle the boat. I didn't 
catch her but I'm pretty sure my instructor did a lot of 
eye rolling for the first month or so of my training, 
she was probably pretty happy to go back to college in 
the fall.

I did date some of the women in town, but nothing really 
clicked. They all seemed too desperate to get married or 
too pissed off at men because some guy had dumped them. 
Also none of them liked to sail, golf or ski, so we 
didn't share any interests either. My idea of down time 
did not include watching wedding shows and drinking tea. 
My sexual outlet became the oriental massage parlor, two 
towns over. A lot less bother and probably a lot cheaper 
in the long run than getting attached again. 

The only two women that I spent any time with were a 
couple of lesbians. They were in their mid 30's, good 
looking, liked to golf, loved skiing in the winter and 
they could out sail me any day of the week. And also one 
other thing we had in common was that we all liked 
women, unfortunately, other than for friendship, they 
didn't like men. No I didn't try to convert them, though 
I wouldn't have minded giving it a try. 

Which brings me to last summer, the two lesbians and I 
were going to sail up to the North Channel, on the 
Canadian side of Lake Huron. The scenery and anchorages 
are supposed to be the best in the Great Lakes. At the 
last minute my two friends backed out, a family 
emergency had come up and they had to go to Chicago. I 
decided to head out on my own, I was in between jobs, so 
not wanting to waste the summer I went.

For the first couple of weeks I worked my way down the 
North Channel, stopping at different islands. The 
scenery was great, lots of tourists and lots of boats. I 
had stopped in a town at the east end of the Channel to 
stock up on food and refuel the boat for the trip home. 

I got talking to another boater who told me about an 
area that I should check out. It was about a day's sail 
from the town and from the guy's description; it sounded 
pretty promising. The area is called Baie Fine and 
consists of a bay about 10 miles long with low mountains 
and forests on either side. 

I headed out the next morning and by 5:00 in the 
afternoon I had reached the island that the other boater 
had suggested. Unfortunately there were three boats 
rafted together, two power boats and a houseboat, which 
usually means lots of noise and partying and no privacy. 
It was too late in the day to head for the next 
anchorage so I picked a spot about 500 yards from the 
others and dropped anchor. I could always leave and head 
further up the bay the next day if it got too bad.

As I was getting my boat ready for the night I noticed a 
kid watching me from the other boats. From this distance 
I couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl. The kid waved 
and I waved back, not really paying much attention to 
him/her.

I changed into my swim trunks and went for a swim to 
cool off, wash away some of the sweat and make sure that 
my anchor was set and secure for the night. After the 
swim I cracked open a beer, laid back on the cockpit 
seat and was asleep before I even finished the bottle. 
When I came to, the kid from the other boats, that I now 
knew was a young girl, was sitting on the opposite seat. 

She had short spiky dark brown hair that looked like it 
hadn't seen a comb in weeks, blue eyes and freckles. She 
was kinda cute with the baggy t-shirt and shorts, I 
couldn't tell what she was built like but she was 
definitely not fat. 

As soon as my eyes opened I was hit with a string of 
questions; what was my name (Frank), where was I from 
(didn't get a chance to answer), was anybody with me 
(no, just me). The kid would make a good cop. In between 
the barrage of questions she told me her name was Jamie, 
she was 13, there were no other kids on the other boats 
and that she was bored.

About this time I noticed that from my position lying on 
the seat, I had a perfect view up the leg of her rather 
baggy shorts, she didn't seem to be wearing panties. I 
sat up quickly hoping that Jamie hadn't noticed where I 
was staring, I didn't want her to think I was a perv, 
and have her go back and tell her parents. She hadn't 
stopped talking, so I was probably safe.

I asked Jamie if her folks knew where she was, and 
wouldn't they be angry about her talking to a stranger, 
she said no, they didn't know and that they were still 
asleep, even though by now it was almost 7:00 p.m. She 
told me that she was with her mom and her mom's latest 
boyfriend and some of his friends. She said that they 
drank all night and slept all day and that she had 
nothing to do except sit around. 

About then I saw some movement back on the other boats, 
I suggested that she better go check in with her mom. 
Before she left, Jamie asked if she could come back 
later. I told her that I didn't think that was a good 
idea, but that I would see her around while I was here. 
I didn't want to hurt her feelings but I also didn't 
need to get in any trouble. Parents and cops don't like 
old men hanging around young girls.

About ten minutes after Jamie left the music started up 
from the other boats. I was definitely not going to be 
spending another night here. I made supper and sat out 
on the bow of my boat, with all the noise there was no 
use trying to get any sleep. About 11:00, still sitting 
on the bow, I heard a thump at the back of the boat. 
Jamie had rowed back and was tying her dingy to the 
stern rail. 

She told me that everybody on the other boats was drunk, 
stoned or both and that she didn't have anything to do 
and thought if I was still up that we could talk. With 
the volume of the music being so loud, talking would be 
difficult. 

Against my better judgment I agreed. I got myself a beer 
and a Coke for Jamie. She told me her mother let her 
drink beer, I told her I wasn't her mother and that I 
could be in enough trouble just having her here, let 
alone giving her alcohol. We sat in the cockpit me on 
one side and Jamie on the other, she filled me in on her 
life story, all 13 years of it. I kept my story to 
myself. 

***

About midnight, Jamie said that she was cold, I got her 
a sweat shirt from the cabin, probably belonged to one 
of the lesbians. She said she was still cold and could 
she sit with me, I said sure. She sat beside me and I 
wrapped an arm around her and held her close. It had 
been years since I had really held anybody and it sure 
felt good, even if it was a kid.

Shortly after the wind picked up, that helped keep the 
noise level down coming from the other boats. Jamie 
asked if she could sleep on my boat and how there was no 
way she would be able to sleep through the noise on her 
boat. When she started pleading with me to let her, I 
dropped my guard and said okay. I made up a bed for her 
in the v-berth in the bow and showed her how to work the 
toilet. I slept in the main part of the cabin, the bed 
isn't queen size but it's pretty big. We said good night 
and I was asleep almost instantly.

I was having a wonderful dream that someone was sucking 
my cock, I hadn't had a wet dream since I was a 
teenager. I was building to a powerful orgasm and as I 
started to cum I woke up and realized that someone was 
actually sucking my dick. Jamie was on her knees on the 
bed beside me sucking and stroking my cock like there 
was no tomorrow. When the first blast of my spunk hit 
the back of her throat, Jamie started to cough and spit 
up. She let go of my dick but I kept shooting off wads 
of cum that was hitting her on her t-shirt and covering 
me on my stomach. I hadn't cum this much in years.

I was both shocked and angry, I asked Jamie what the 
hell she was thinking. Which had the result of her 
crying and saying that she was sorry that she had made 
me angry, and that I probably thought she was a slut. I 
took Jamie in my arms and held her, I told her that I 
didn't think she was a slut, just that if someone found 
out that I would end up in jail or worse, and also that 
she didn't have to do anything to make me like her. I 
held her until she calmed down, and then told her that 
we would have to get cleaned up before someone caught 
us.

It was still dark outside as we made our way to the back 
of the boat, the party was still going on the other 
boats. I scooped a pail of water from the bay and added 
some detergent. I threw my sleep shorts in the pail and 
had Jamie strip off her shorts and t-shirt and throw 
them in too. As I had suspected, Jamie wasn't wearing 
any panties nor did she have a bra on. 

So there was the two of us standing there naked, Jamie 
this slightly built girl with just forming small 
breasts, flat stomach and nice round bum, and me, an 
overweight, out of shape old man. I was embarrassed by 
how old I looked and how old I felt, at least it was 
dark which might hide some of the wrinkles.

I told Jamie that she had my spunk in her hair and that 
we would have to get her cleaned up. My stomach and 
chest was also covered so I was going for a swim too. 
Before I could say another word Jamie did a quick dive 
into the water, I didn't have to worry about her drawing 
any attention from the other boats, there was barely a 
ripple when she dove in. I eased myself in knowing that 
with me there would be a large splash if I tried to dive 
and that might attract some unwanted attention. 

The water was still warm, a lot warmer than the night 
air. I was hanging off the swim platform enjoying the 
water when Jamie swam up behind me and wrapped her arms 
and legs around me. The feel of her small breasts 
pressing against my back and her legs wrapped around my 
waist was starting to get me aroused again. 

Before anything started, I climbed out onto the swim 
platform and started to wash up. Jamie climbed out too 
and parked her butt between my legs and asked me to 
shampoo her hair. I was more than happy to oblige. My 
cock was pressed against her ass as I washed her and 
every time she moved or shifted position the friction 
from her ass on my dick caused me to get harder and 
harder. 

After I washed her hair and soaped up her back she 
leaned back against my chest and took my hands and 
brought them up to cup her breasts. She sighed as I 
massaged her nipples and she held my hands tighter to 
her. 

After a couple of minutes of this Jamie stood up and 
asked if I would wash her legs and her bum. I was more 
than happy to run my soap covered hands up the length of 
her legs. I paid extra attention at washing her crotch 
and butt. And with that cute round bum only inches from 
my face I was more than tempted to bury my tongue 
between her ass cheeks. 

While I was washing Jamie's butt, she teasingly wiggled 
her ass in my face. I gave her a light slap on the ass 
and gave her a shove into the water. She was all arms 
and legs flailing when she went in. I eased myself into 
the water also and rinsed of the soap. After we climbed 
back out, dried off and we headed back to bed. I gave 
Jamie one of my T-shirts to sleep in and Jamie joined me 
in the bed in the main cabin. She curled up in my arms 
and was asleep in no time.

***

When I woke up, the sun was up, but there was a heavy 
layer of fog over the bay. I couldn't see the other 
boats, but I would have heard them if they had left. It 
was about 8:30 by now, it took awhile to get Jamie 
moving but I finally got her up and we ate breakfast 
together. By now her shorts and t-shirt were dry so we 
were both dressed. 

The fog was starting to lift, I told Jamie that she 
should head back to her boat to check in and to make 
sure that she hadn't been missed. She asked if she could 
come back later and I said sure but to at least wait 
till the afternoon.

After she left I checked the boat to make sure there was 
no evidence that she had been there or that we had done 
anything. I had been planning to leave and move further 
up the bay, but now I wanted to spend more time with 
Jamie. 

Jamie got back about 2:00 in the afternoon, it was sunny 
and hot, so we decided to take a tour of the island we 
were anchored by. I grabbed some snacks and drinks and a 
couple of towels, loaded up my Zodiac with the motor on 
it and headed to the far side of the island. There was a 
sand beach on this side of the island, I ran the Zodiac 
up onto the sand and we got out. We put the food and 
drinks in the shade under some trees to help keep them 
cool and we spread our towels out on the beach to catch 
some sun.

I thought Jamie would have been wearing a bathing suit 
under her clothes, but when she pulled off her shirt and 
dropped her shorts I saw that she was nude again. When I 
told her that it would be better if she was wearing 
something like at least her shorts, she told me she 
always went naked and that I shouldn't worry. 

From her all over tan I could tell that she spent a lot 
of time in the buff. She asked if I was going to get 
undressed too, seeing as she was already naked. I 
limited it to taking my shirt off, partially because my 
dick was rock hard again and also because I felt like a 
fat slob around her. 

Without asking Jamie sat behind me and took the sun tan 
lotion and started applying it to my back. Her small 
slim hands felt wonderful as she worked the lotion into 
my skin. Jamie had me lay on my stomach and she rubbed 
the lotion on the backs of my legs. At one point she 
slipped her hand up the leg of my swim trunks and gave 
my dick a squeeze. I almost came, but I wasn't going to 
start something out here in the open.

Jamie laid face down on her towel and I put some sun tan 
lotion on her back. When I started to rub some lotion on 
her legs, she spread her legs apart to allow me access 
to the inside of her thighs. I slipped my hands up her 
legs and caressed her crotch and butt. Jamie was purring 
by this time. Her pussy was glistening with her juices. 

Jamie moaned when I ran a finger up the length or slit, 
and slowly inserted my finger into her cunt. Jamie 
flexed her ass muscles as my finger slid deeper into her 
pussy, it was like her cunt was sucking my finger into 
her. I was surprised that there didn't seem to be a 
hymen, especially with someone so young. Before things 
went too far, if I hadn't gone too far already, I 
stopped what I was doing.

Jamie rolled over and asked if something was wrong, I 
said no but that it was time to go for a swim. I must 
have been leaking pre-cum because there was a large wet 
stain on the front of my trunks. I beat Jamie into the 
water, she wasn't far behind. 

Jamie tried to push me under and every time I grabbed at 
her I seemed to be grabbing a breast or an ass cheek or 
my hand was on her pussy. I couldn't take much more of 
this and I suggested we get out, Jamie swam up to me and 
wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed long and 
hard, Jamie slipped her tongue between my lips and I 
sucked her tongue deep into my mouth.

I broke the kiss and took her hand and led her out of 
the water. We grabbed our towels and Jamie's clothes and 
headed up the hill on the island. There were enough 
trees and shrubs that no one would see us from the 
water. We climbed to the top of the hill where there was 
a bit of a clearing. We had a view over the beach and 
the bay where the boats were anchored, no activity on 
any of the boats. I took off my swim trunks and tossed 
them by Jamie's clothes. 

We spread the towels out on the grass and lay down 
together. I pulled Jamie on top of me and continued to 
kiss and fondle her. My dick was trapped between Jamie 
and me, she sat up straddling my waist with my dick 
pressed between the lips of her pussy. Jamie started 
sliding her crotch along the length of my cock. Her hot 
wet pussy felt incredible on my dick. 

Jamie grabbed my cock and started to rise up so she 
could slip my rock hard dick into her cunt. I got her to 
stop, I wanted to taste her pussy. Even as a kid I 
hadn't been with anyone this young and I wanted to savor 
every minute of this experience, also I hadn't eaten any 
pussy in about 10 years. 

She looked a little disappointed but I got Jamie to turn 
around so that she could suck on my cock while I ate her 
out. Her sweet little pussy and ass were just beautiful, 
I immediately buried my face in her crotch, hers was the 
sweetest pussy I had ever tasted. Jamie got the hint 
right away and started sucking and stroking my dick. As 
I was paying extra attention to her clit with my tongue 
I slipped my middle finger into her pussy and started 
massaging the inner walls of her cunt. 

I inserted my index finger as well, though Jamie didn't 
have a hymen she was still really tight. The added 
feeling of my two fingers and alternating between 
sucking and licking her clit sent Jamie over the edge 
with a powerful orgasm, I thought she was going to 
dislocate my jaw as she mashed her pussy into my chin. I 
must have surprised Jamie when I ran my tongue up the 
length of the crack of her ass, she jumped and almost 
swallowed my whole cock.

I kept working on her clit and her pussy until she hit 
another orgasm, by this time I was building to my own 
orgasm, I told Jamie that I was going to cum but she 
just kept on working my dick. She didn't cough or choke 
this time as I shot off in her mouth, but as soon as I 
stopped cumming she leaned over and spit out my spunk. 
Jamie started to apologize for not swallowing, I told 
her I wouldn't have swallowed either, that got her 
laughing. I had Jamie turn around and lay beside me, I 
held her and stroked her back as she came down off the 
highs of her orgasms.

After Jamie rested a bit she asked me if I wanted to 
fuck her, I told her no but that I did want to make love 
to her. She asked what the difference was and I told her 
that you make love to someone you care about and that 
even though it's the same physical act, making love 
feels a lot better because of the emotions. Jamie asked 
if I would make love to her now, I pleaded that I was 
old and it would take me some time before I could get it 
up again. 

Jamie buried her face in my neck and kissed me, she 
asked if that meant that I loved her? I didn't want to 
hurt her feelings so I tried to word it that even though 
we barely knew each other that if we were together long 
enough I would grow to love her.

Fortunately for me at this point the music started up on 
the boats below, it was still early and already the 
partying had started. We moved over to the edge of the 
cliff where we could see our boats below. The people 
that were with Jamie's mom were starting to emerge for 
the evening. They were gathering on the roof of the 
house boat, so from our vantage point we had a perfect 
view of what was going on. All the couples were nude, 
the guys were all very muscular and had a lot of 
tattoos, and the women also all had tattoos and all 
appeared to have breast implants. 

Jamie asked if I liked big breasts, I told her that I 
liked real breasts and that I loved hers. Jamie was 
leaning against me and looking over my shoulder at the 
group below, her breasts pressing against my back. Jamie 
pointed out her mother, who was the strongest looking 
one of the women, I would definitely not be lipping off 
to her. 

Jamie asked why I didn't have any tattoos, I told her it 
was because I didn't like them (the real reason was 
because the police reports would only be able to say 'no 
distinguishing marks or tattoos', always good to keep a 
low profile). 

Jamie said that she wanted to get a tattoo, not that it 
would make any difference but I told her that she was 
too beautiful to ever need one. That got a smile out of 
her. It looked like the group was getting into it, 
joints were being passed around and it looked like the 
partiers were taking some sort of pills along with their 
beers. 

I suggested that we should head back incase Jamie's mom 
was looking for her. Jamie protested that she wanted to 
stay but finally relented. We got dressed and headed 
back down to the beach. Before we got in the Zodiac 
Jamie stood on her tip toes, reached up and wrapped her 
arms around my neck and kissed me. I didn't want to let 
go of her and we stood there for a couple of more 
minutes just holding each other. 

When we got back to my boat Jamie took her dinghy and 
rowed back to the party boats. I stayed up on deck in 
case there was any shouting and yelling but I didn't 
hear anything over the music. 

***

Shortly after it got dark I heard the thump of Jamie's 
dinghy as it bumped against the back of my boat again. 
As soon as she got on deck I grabbed her and held her 
close. We kissed long and slow, who knows maybe I 
already had fallen in love with her. She had a funny 
smile on her face when we finally let go of each other, 
I asked her what was up and she said that she had a 
surprise for me. 

Jamie pulled out a joint from the pocket of her sweat 
shirt. I hadn't smoked any weed in at least 40 years and 
from what I had heard it was a lot more potent than 
anything we got back then. 

We sat in the cockpit, Jamie on one side me on the other 
and lit up, by the second toke the buzz had already 
started to kick in and by the third toke I was blitzed. 
I reached out and pulled Jamie to me, she ended up 
straddling my lap with her pussy resting against my now 
hardening cock with just the thin material of our shorts 
between us.

I reached under her sweatshirt and started caressing her 
breasts. I slipped her sweat shirt off so that I could 
lick and suck her nipples (I think I have an oral 
fixation, maybe no breast feeding as a baby). Jamie had 
her fingers wrapped in my hair and held my head tight 
against her chest. It was like I couldn't get enough of 
her.

I got Jamie to stand up and I pulled her shorts down, 
she kicked them off her ankles. Jamie helped as I 
stripped off my clothes as well. The weed let me forget 
that I was this fat old man, I felt young again. I took 
Jamie's hand and led her down to the swim platform. We 
eased into the water, I forgot how good a buzz could be 
and how good something as simple as water could feel 
against your skin when you're stoned. Jamie was into it 
as well, she was stroking my chest and my stomach and 
then she started working on my dick. 

I wanted to bury my cock in Jamie's beautiful pussy this 
time. I climbed out of the water and then helped Jamie 
out. We dried each other off, and even the feel of the 
towels on our bare skin was extremely sensual. I lead 
Jamie below to my bed in the main cabin. I had Jamie lay 
on her back on the bed. 

I started at the top of her head and worked my way down 
kissing and licking every inch of her body. I licked and 
sucked each of her fingers. I kissed and licked the 
inside of her elbows, her armpits, the nape of her neck. 
I paid extra attention to her nipples, by now Jamie was 
starting to squirm. I worked my way down over her belly, 
stopping just short of her pussy. I then moved to her 
feet and starting with her toes I worked my way up her 
legs and the inside of her thighs, again stopping just 
short of her pussy. 

By now Jamie was moaning, but I wasn't done yet, like I 
said I have an oral fixation and if Jamie was the main 
course I was going back for seconds, maybe even thirds.

I got Jamie to roll over and I started the same process 
on her back, starting at her neck I worked my way down 
licking and kissing her skin. I stopped when I reached 
the top of her butt and moved to her feet. Being as 
Jamie is still young enough to be ticklish when I licked 
the instep of her foot she started giggling and 
squirming, that stopped quickly and she started moaning 
with pleasure as I kept up the assault on her feet. I 
worked up her legs to the back of her knees, this can be 
a real pleasure point on some women and it certainly was 
with Jamie. 

Slowly I ran my tongue up the back of each leg stopping 
just short of the crease where the curve of her bum met 
the top of her legs. By now Jamie had her legs spread 
wide allowing me full access to her pussy and her ass. I 
reached underneath her and slipped my middle finger into 
her now sopping wet pussy. 

I am not sure but I think Jamie had already had a couple 
of minor orgasms. As soon as my finger entered her cunt 
Jamie started to buck uncontrollably. As I finger fucked 
her I started slowly run my tongue up the length of her 
ass crack. When I tickled her butt with my tongue it 
sent Jamie over the edge again. 

Finally having my oral fixation satiated I laid down on 
the bed and had Jamie get on top of me, I didn't want to 
crush her and I also wanted to get a perfect view of her 
riding my cock. Jamie took my dick and held it the 
entrance of her cunt, she inserted just the head of my 
dick and then slid it along the length of her slit. 
Jamie lowered herself and took more of my cock into her 
cunt. I had to fight the urge to jamb my full length 
into her. She rose up almost releasing my dick and then 
dropped down taking even more of me. Her pussy was 
deliciously tight to the point of almost being painful. 

With one last push I was buried to the hilt in her cunt, 
I didn't move, letting her get used to my cock in her. 
By now Jamie had her fingers buried in my chest hair, 
after a minute she started to ride my cock. Both of us 
were building to an orgasm. Jamie dug her finger nails 
into the skin of my chest. 

I was matching her stroke for stroke, arching my back 
off the bed so that I could stuff as much of my cock 
into her as possible. Jamie's orgasm hit first, her cunt 
clamped around my cock like a vise. I rolled Jamie over 
onto her back and got on top without pulling out. My 
dick was on fire as I drove into her savagely. Finally I 
blew my load deep inside her. I was totally spent. 

I must have had my eyes shut when I came, when I opened 
them I saw that Jamie had been crying. I told her that I 
hoped I hadn't hurt her and that she should have stopped 
me if I had been. She told me that, no I hadn't hurt 
her, but that she knew that she loved me and she was 
afraid I was going to hate her. I asked her why I would 
hate her. We sat up, she pleaded with me not to hit her, 
I told her I would never hit her. By now I was 
completely sobered up, talk about a buzz kill.

Jamie told me that her being with me had been a plan of 
her mother and the mother's boyfriend. She was supposed 
to get me to fuck her and then the boyfriend and his 
buddies would catch us in the morning and they would 
black mail me. All of a sudden I felt old and fat again. 
I went up on deck and got my clothes and got dressed. 

I tossed Jamie's clothes down to her. She came up on 
deck after getting dressed, she was still crying. Jamie 
told me again that she loved me and that she was sorry 
if she had hurt me. I was too depressed to say anything 
and I sat in the cockpit staring out at nothing, 
thinking what an old fool I was, thinking how anyone as 
young and beautiful as Jamie could ever fall in love 
with someone like me.

I must have been thinking too much about myself because 
I hadn't been listening to what Jamie had been saying. 
Jamie was asking me to take her with me when I left and 
couldn't we leave tonight. Leaving tonight was 
definitely the only option, taking Jamie with me was a 
totally different story. But if I left her with her mom 
how long before the mother would try this again and 
maybe the next time Jamie would get hurt or worse.

I told Jamie to let me think for a minute. I knew with 
some work I could disable the other boats pretty easily 
and that we could get a good 6 or 7 hour head start on 
them. I asked Jamie if she really wanted to leave, that 
she wouldn't be able to see or contact her mom or any of 
her friends for years. She said that she wanted to go 
with me and that that was all that mattered. I was 
hoping that none of the partiers had paid any attention 
to the name of my boat. 

I took an old rope that was about 100 feet long that I 
had for tying my boat up, a shackle and a length of 
chain and a padlock. It wouldn't totally stop them but 
if the guys wanted to take off fast they were going to 
be doing some damage to their boats. I was pretty sure 
that these guys would rather let us go than wreck their 
boats. 

We put the rope and stuff into Jamie's dinghy and rowed 
over to the other boats. There was so much noise on the 
boats that we didn't have to worry about anyone hearing 
us. All three boats had dropped their anchors and by 
now, with the wind shifts, the ropes had twisted around 
each other so that raising the anchors would be near 
impossible, to add to it I took the shackle, ran all 
three anchor lines through it and let the shackle sink 
to the bottom. Now they would have to cut the lines and 
lose their anchors to get free. 

The next step was to run the chain through the safety 
rails on the front of the boats and slip the padlock 
into place. If they didn't have a bolt cutter with them 
they would have to rip apart the very expensive 
stainless steel railings to get separated. Next we rowed 
around to the back of the boats. I took the rope and 
dove under the surface. It took several dives and quite 
a few minutes but I had the rope wrapped around all the 
propellers. 

Satisfied that it would take several hours before they 
could follow us we headed back to my sailboat. I was 
exhausted from all the diving so Jamie rowed us back.

After we got on board we cut Jamie's dingy loose and let 
it drift off. I hoisted the anchor and rolled out the 
jib sail. I had already killed the lights including the 
anchor light. It was just after 12:00 so we had at least 
6 hours before the sun came up and with the top speed of 
the sailboat only being 5 miles per hour we were going 
to need all the time we could get. 

Our luck was holding the breeze was from behind us and a 
full moon gave us enough light to see where we were 
going. I didn't want to start the engine until we 
rounded the first bend in the bay and then we could use 
the spot light and my GPS to guide us without any one 
seeing or hearing us. 

By 3:00 we were out of the bay and in open water. I told 
Jamie that when we were near towns or other boats that 
she would have to stay below, at least until I got the 
name changed on the boat, but the rest of the time she 
could stay topside with me. I had decided that the best 
way back home would be to go back through the North 
Channel. There would be lots of other boats that we 
could blend in with. 

The other way around on the south side of Manitoulin 
Island would be out in the open lake where we would 
probably be the only sailboat which might attract more 
attention than we wanted. We were through the swing 
bridge at the east end of the North Channel by 7:00 and 
by 8:00 we were just another sailboat in amongst all the 
other sailboats and power boats, just like anyone else 
on vacation. 

We stayed motoring the rest of the day, I wanted to get 
as much distance as we could between Jamie's mom and us. 
I let Jamie steer the boat most of the time to give her 
something to do and keep her mind off things. Jamie 
asked what she should call me when we were around other 
people; good thinking. 

Everyone knew I didn't have kids and I had never 
mentioned a brother or sister so that let out being an 
uncle. I suggested that maybe she could be my cousin's 
daughter and that she was coming to our town to go to 
the private girl's school there. But with me being so 
old, maybe she should just call me Uncle Frank.

By late afternoon we had reached an island off of the 
small town of Spanish. I found a good bay where we could 
spend the night, no other boats or cottages in the area. 
I dropped anchor and we took the Zodiac and headed into 
town. I needed to get some supplies for the boat and 
Jamie needed to get some clothes, including a bathing 
suit. No more swimming in the nude at least not when we 
were around others. I gave Jamie some cash and we split 
up at the dock. A couple of hours later we were headed 
back to my boat. 

I had bought some white plastic tape that from a 
distance would blend in with the white hull of my boat, 
I covered up the registration numbers by the bow and 
covered the name of the boat at the back. I had also 
gotten some stick on letters to rename the boat just in 
case someone had been paying attention. Meanwhile Jamie 
had taken her purchases down below to try on her new 
clothes.

After I was done putting on the new boat name I was 
sitting in the cockpit, Jamie called up asking if I was 
ready for the fashion show, I said sure but got her to 
grab me a beer first. The first outfit was a red bikini 
swimsuit. It was cut fairly conservatively. I told her 
it made her look very grown up. Jamie said that it was 
uncomfortable and would much rather not wear anything 
when she went swimming. She next modeled some different 
short and t-shirt outfits, and then a pair of pants and 
a shirt with a collar. 

I told her she looked stunning in the pants and shirt 
and that she was a real knockout, I am pretty sure she 
blushed at that. Jamie went below to change one more 
time, she called from below and asked if she could have 
a beer too. I said sure, with all that we had done over 
the past couple of days, her having a beer would be the 
least of my worries. When Jamie came back on deck she 
was wearing a new pair of sleep shorts and a t-shirt. 
She had also gotten a pair of running shoes and some 
flip flops. Three hundred bucks didn't go very far when 
you are dressing a kid.

Jamie sat close beside me as we had our drinks, I 
toasted her on her new clothes and to a new life. By now 
the sun was starting to set and we were still the only 
boat in the bay. With the beers finished, Jamie asked if 
I wanted to go for a swim. Before I could answer Jamie 
had stripped and headed for the back of the boat. 

I teased her about wearing her new swim suit but she 
said that for tonight it would stay dry, she did promise 
that she would wear it when we were around any other 
boats. I was right behind her and followed her into the 
water. Its times like that, that you would like to be 
able to freeze and make them last forever, just Jamie 
and me and no one else in the world. 

***

No sex that night, after the past couple of days it 
would take me at least a week to recover, even if I was 
with this beautiful young girl. We got to bed early, and 
we were on our way again before the sun was fully up. I 
wanted to get as much distance between Jamie's mom and 
us as possible, and I also had to figure out what I was 
going to do with Jamie when we got home.

We had good winds for the next couple of days and we 
were able to kill the motor and just sail. I taught 
Jamie what I could about steering the boat and adjusting 
the sails as we made our way along. She was a fast 
learner and by the second day I was able to sit back and 
watch the world go by as Jamie sailed the boat. We 
anchored off St. Joseph Island on our last night on the 
Canadian side of the lake. I asked Jamie if she still 
wanted to come with me, that I could drop her on shore 
if she had changed her mind. She said no that she wanted 
to stay with me. 

We stayed in the bay the next day, I didn't want to 
cross the border in the daylight in case we were spotted 
by the Coast Guard or Border Patrol. We set out late in 
the evening and according to the GPS we crossed the 
border about midnight. I had taken the tape off the 
registration numbers and the boat name before we left. 
Sailing with no lights and no radar reflector in this 
area was dangerous with all the large ship traffic but I 
didn't want to get caught smuggling an underage girl 
into the U.S.

I started to breathe a little easier after we passed St. 
Ignace and the I-75 bridge, and we were fully into Lake 
Michigan, we were into the last part of the trip but not 
home yet. We had reached a small bay by 10:00 in the 
morning, both of us were exhausted and desperate for 
sleep after the long night of sailing. We anchored as 
far away from the other boats in the bay as we could and 
hit the hay. 

By the time I woke up it was nearly 3:00 in the 
afternoon. Jamie must have gotten up earlier, when I 
came out on deck Jamie had already put on her swimsuit 
and was sitting watching some kids from the other boats 
playing in the water. I asked her if she wanted to join 
them, she jumped at the chance. Jamie took the Zodiac 
and motored over to the other boats. Within seconds of 
arriving she was in the water with the other kids, 
diving off the roof of a house boat and just generally 
acting like a 13 year old. 

That's when it really hit me that Jamie was not a young 
adult, she was a kid and that I was going to have to 
start treating her like a kid. Over the past couple of 
days I had been noticing that the longer she was away 
from her mother the younger she acted. Even though we 
still slept together, there was no sexual tension 
between us. I had put it down to me being old and trying 
to recover from all the sex the first couple of days, 
but now I realized that I would rather be like a father 
figure to Jamie than her sexual partner. The sex had 
been great and probably the best I had ever had but it 
just didn't seem right.

It was well passed 7:00 when Jamie made it back to the 
boat. She was grinning from ear to ear. She gave me a 
hug and thanked me, I asked what for and she said for 
letting her go to be with the other kids. Definitely our 
relationship was changing. Jamie asked if we could stay 
one more day and I said sure but that she would have to 
be careful about how much information she shared with 
her new friends.

I had spent the afternoon arranging for Jamie to attend 
the girl's school in my home town. I had helped get the 
owner of the school out of trouble a couple of years ago 
when she nearly got busted with her stash of coke, she 
owed me. I also contacted the guy in Kansas that had 
gotten me my fake ID and for $15,000 he would put 
together everything I needed for Jamie, including birth 
certificate, school records and a power of attorney from 
my fake cousin. 

I was able to get a wi-fi connection for my laptop, 
probably from the trailer park on the bay, and I was 
able to scan the internet. Nothing on a missing girl or 
an abduction for the area where we had been, no news 
from the town where Jamie was from either. After five 
days you would think there would have been something.

That night when we got into bed Jamie snuggled up close 
to me and I held her tight. Before anything could happen 
I told Jamie how I was feeling about her and how I would 
rather be like a dad than her lover. She told me that 
she never knew her dad and the only attention she got 
from men was them either wanting to get into her pants 
or telling her to fuck off. 

I told her that it would sort of be like today where she 
would be off hanging out with kids her own age and I 
would be sitting around worrying about her. Jamie 
teasingly said that maybe she shouldn't be in bed with 
her dad. I told her as long as we didn't get caught I 
would always be happy to share a bed with her, but I was 
never going to try to get into her pants again.

***

The next day was pretty much the same, Jamie playing 
with the other kids and me sitting around the boat. 
Jamie was gone from just after breakfast till well after 
supper. I had taken the Zodiac over to the trailer park 
and bought a few more supplies at the store. The store 
had a bunch of back issues of the national papers, I 
went through them for the past week and nothing stood 
out as far as Jamie and me. 

While I was in the store a young woman came up to me, 
she introduced herself as being from one of the other 
boats where Jamie was playing. She said how much she 
liked my "niece" and how grown up she was, I said that 
her mother had done a really good job of raising Jamie, 
if the woman only knew the truth. I begged off when she 
invited us for supper, but told her that it would be 
okay for Jamie to go.

After Jamie got back that night we sat up on deck and 
watched the sun set, this was going to be our last night 
just sitting around on the boat. We headed for bed about 
10:00, Jamie had had a long day and was pretty tuckered 
out. I had a twinge of regret when Jamie nonchalantly 
stripped down to put on her sleep shorts, and it seemed 
like she was taking her time getting dressed again, just 
seeing her sweet young body was enough to get an instant 
erection. 

I guess there had been enough time since we had last 
made love. When we got into bed Jamie cuddled up beside, 
she was quiet for a minute then she said that she had 
seen me looking at her and knew that I had gotten hard. 
I started to say that I was sorry but before I could get 
the words out Jamie leaned into me and planted her lips 
on my mouth. She reached down and grabbed my now fully 
erect cock and started to slowly jerk me off. Without 
asking she turned herself around and once again I 
started eating her out while she milked my dick with her 
mouth. 

This time when I slipped a finger into her pussy there 
was just the slightest resistance. I alternated between 
licking and sucking on her clit and tonguing her ass. 
Jamie was really into it, she was having an orgasm about 
every 5 minutes. After her fourth orgasm Jamie collapsed 
on top of me trying to catch her breath. I still hadn't 
cum yet. 

After a couple of minutes Jamie sat up and turned 
around, she looked me straight in the eye, grabbed my 
erect cock and guided into her with one quick push. 
Jamie gave a sigh as my cock bottomed out in her pussy. 
We made love slowly, Jamie laying on my chest and me 
thrusting my cock deep into her pussy. I didn't last 
long before I came. I held Jamie close in that warm glow 
you feel after sex, at least how you feel after sex with 
someone you love.

After a bit Jamie said that maybe every once and a while 
we could still be lovers even if the rest of the time I 
acted like her dad, I had to agree, I knew that I sure 
did not want to let go of this part of our relationship.

We left the next morning and headed for my home port. I 
timed it so that it would be well after midnight when we 
docked the boat. I made sure that no one was around. I 
had Jamie duck around where the security cameras were 
pointed while I moved around like everything was normal. 
We were in my truck and out of there in about ten 
minutes. We drove straight through to Kansas, picked up 
the documents from my buddy and headed back.

Jamie started school in September, she boards at the 
school but she does spend some weekends with me. So far 
no one seems to have caught on to what's going on 
between us and though we have made love a couple of 
times since getting back, the rest of the time we act 
like the way a parent and child are supposed to act. 
Well not exactly seeing has we haven't had a fight yet. 

Christmas holidays are coming so I am going to have to 
figure out what I'm going to do with Jamie. If our story 
was real she would be going home to spend time with her 
mother but seeing as that's not possible we'll maybe go 
out west for a ski holiday or something.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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 system.
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