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They become friends when he offers to fix her bicycle, which leads to a kiss, which opens the door for him to teach her about sex and obedience. (M/f, ped, 1st, mast, oral, anal, d/s, spank) *** My name is Joseph Avery. I'm 45, divorced, and due to some good investment strategies I'm semi-retired, dividing my time between traveling the world and occasionally buying older homes that I remodel for fun and then sell for a profit. Ever since my wife Becca divorced me and married her boss I've been alone. Sexually I've had several unsatisfying years. I suppose I'm partially responsible for driving her into the arms of her boss since our sex life must not have been very satisfying for her. She once told me that I "lacked inspiration in bed". I told her she just didn't inspire me. When we first met I was attracted to Becca partially because of her diminutive size, just over 5 feet tall. The truth is that I've always had a strong fascination with young girls, but I've never acted on my fixation and certainly never did anything but look at them when Becca and I were still married. Lately I have been thinking a lot about what it would be like to actually meet the object of my desire. I was anxiously looking for my first young lover. Well, it finally happened. This is my story. One summer day I was sitting in the park on a bench, observing the kids in the playground area, hoping for something to occur that would create a situation leading me to that perfect little girl who doesn't care about my age, who has a natural curiosity about sex and who is ready-and eager-to be taught. I'm not interested in the pre-teen kiddie set. They're just too young mentally and too immature physically for my taste. They're unpredictable. They're too emotional and can't be counted on to keep a secret. I'm much more interested in their older sisters, cousins and neighbors between 14 and 15, 16 at the oldest. They're more intelligent and more adventurous, more inclined to take a chance to satisfy their curiosity. They have some sense of what sex is beyond the basics of what they're taught in sex education classes. They have their own "after-school" program of sex education, sharing amongst themselves the truths and fictions passed from peer to peer, as well as from their private explorations. They've seen porn on the internet. They've seen the magazines. Some have watched the videos. And some have already begun experimenting with their bodies. They're the older siblings or neighborhood baby-sitters who bring the kiddie set to the park to play while they themselves sit and watch. I keep hoping to strike up a conversation with one that leads to an encounter of a more private and intimate nature. It's a long shot, I know, but I can dream, can't I? So on that day I'm in the park and it's busy. There's a whole bunch of kids running around or playing on the equipment, with the typical assortment of fathers, mothers, nannies and various chaperones hovering nearby. My attention was drawn to a stunning young teen girl who was actively engaged in a game of tag with a little girl around 8 or 9. I was fascinated by her. I tried not to be too obvious, pretending to be reading the newspaper but all the while I was enjoying the sight of her incredible young body in tight gym shorts and a too-small t-shirt providing glimpses of her toned stomach, hinting at the joys her barely pubescent figure had to offer. Her long, blonde wavy hair pulled back into a bushy ponytail. The firm bounce of her small but obviously developing breasts and the slight curve of her narrow, boyish hips, perfect round ass and long, shapely summer-tanned legs thrilled me. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She wasn't very tall, barely 5ft. I'd judge, but her body proportions were spectacular. Her laughter was filled with the innocence of youth. The two girls enjoyed their game, running and shrieking with abandon. I heard the young one call out, "Sofie can't catch me, Sofie can't catch me!" which of course sent Sofie running after her. They actually ran towards me, and the young one used my bench as a shield against being caught. They were laughing and Sofie almost tripped over my feet. "Oops! Careful there, Sofie," I said with a smile. Surprised at my comment, she stopped dead in her tracks. "Sorry, mister. Hey, how do you know my name?" she asked suspiciously, looking me over with the most amazing emerald-green eyes. "No mystery there," I said. "Sofie can't catch me!" I mimicked. "Your little sister has a loud voice." "Oh, Olivia isn't my sister, I just take care of her sometimes when her mom needs me to," We live next to each other." "I see." I turned to Olivia, "Olivia, you look like you're having fun today with Sofie. What other games do you play together?" Olivia looked at Sofie and didn't answer me. Sofie said, "She's not supposed to talk to strangers. Her mom would get really mad at her." "Well, I completely understand," I said reassuringly. "You are a good girl, Olivia, to mind your mom that way. My name is Mr. Avery and I live here in town just like you, so maybe we won't be strangers anymore." Olivia ran off towards the swing set. Sofie said, "Sorry, Mr. Avery, I have to stay with her. Maybe I'll see you again sometime." "I'm here almost every day, so I wouldn't be surprised. 'Bye Sofie." "'Bye!" I was treated to the lovely sight of her bouncing little rump as she scampered away after Olivia. Such a stunningly beautiful young girl! I left shortly thereafter but I returned to the park the next day hoping to catch another glimpse of her. I was about to call it a day when she rolled up on an old rusty boy's bicycle. The seat was a little too tall for her small frame. Her feet barely reached the pedals but she rode it with the determination of someone twice her size. "Hi, Mr. Avery," her smile said she was in a good mood. I pretended to be absorbed in reading my paper. She was wearing the same shorts as the day before with a different top, a loose-fitting camisole with thin straps that exposed her smooth shoulders and exposed the swell of her young breasts, although I don't think she realized it. It was obviously too large for her, maybe a hand-me-down from her mother. "Oh, hello...Sofie, isn't it?" she nodded yes. "Nice to see you again. Where's your little friend today?" "Olivia's not really my friend. I'm 14 and she's only 8," she said, making sure I understood the distinction. Being 14-and officially a teenager-was a big deal. "I just take care of her sometimes. She's with her mom and dad today. They went out to the lake for a picnic." There was just a hint of wistfulness in her voice. She laid the bike down on the ground and sat down next to me. "Oh, I see. Well, maybe your mom and dad can take you on a picnic too," I offered. "No," she said sadly, "my parents died 2 years ago in a car crash and my foster mom's either working or hanging out with her new boyfriend. Her name is Anne. She only took me in for the money she gets from the state." Her voice was beginning to quiver with emotion. It was pretty obvious just how lonely and neglected she felt. "Sofie, I'm so very sorry about your mom and dad. That must be difficult for you, especially if your foster mom isn't spending time with you." She looked up at me with huge sad eyes threatening to release a torrent of tears down her cheeks. "Yeah, it gets lonely, but the worst part is that I'm already starting to forget what my mom and dad looked like, and I don't have any pictures of them. They all got lost when Child Services moved me here. That old bike was my dad's when he was my age and it was his dad's before him, and it's the only thing I have to remember him by. It's falling apart and soon I won't even have that." The dam burst and she started crying softly into her hands. I patted her shoulder and tried to console her. Finally she calmed down and looked up at me. "I'm sorry, Mr. Avery. Sometimes I just can't help it. I really miss my parents, especially my dad." I saw my opening and I took it. "Of course you do. Don't think twice about it, Sofie. I understand completely. Just try to remember that eventually it stops hurting so much. In the meantime I'm sure things will get better for you." An idea was forming in my head, "Hmm, and now I'm wondering if maybe there isn't something that I could do to make you feel better," I said. That definitely got her attention. She stopped sniffling and asked, "What do you mean?" I stood up and walked over to her bike and looked it over. "Well, I'm pretty good with my hands. I like fixing things, and if you think it's a good idea I'd be willing to take a look at your bike and see if I can fix it up for you. I know how important it is to you and it's a cool old bike. What do you say?" The look of excitement and joy on her face was exactly what I was hoping to see. "Oh, Mr. Avery! That would be awesome! Thank you so much!" She jumped up and gave me a hug, and I could feel those sweet little tits pressing against my midsection. But Sofie quickly pulled away from me and I could see that she was conflicted about something. "Hey, what's the matter? Is something wrong?" I asked. "It's just that, well... I don't want to hurt your feelings." "Hurt my feelings? How could you do that? I don't understand." "Well, Anne wouldn't like me talking to you and she'd completely freak out if she saw me hug you. See, she met a guy last year she liked who turned out to be a jerk. He tried to get me to do things with him." Hmmm, interesting. "What sort of things, Sofie?" "Uh, you know, um, sex things." "I see. And she doesn't think you're smart enough to stay out of trouble, am I right?" "Exactly! She thinks I'm still too young and stupid to know when someone is trying to take advantage of me. She treats me like a baby!" I could tell that this was a sore point for Sofie, one I could play off of later on. "Well, she's your guardian, and it's her job to protect you. Don't be too hard on her." "I suppose. The truth is she doesn't want to lose her meal ticket. She even said that to my face once. It's just that my dad really understood me. He knew I was smart. He wouldn't be so strict with me." "So, if you show up at home with the bike looking like new she'd want to know who did it and then you'd have to tell her about me and how we met here, and all that stuff, right?" "Yes, and she'd probably take the bike away from me and ground me for the whole summer. It's not fair!" This was looking promising. I commiserated, taking her side. "I agree, it's not fair at all, and you are smart. Anyone can see that." She was soaking up the praise like a dry sponge absorbs water. "But maybe there's a way around it, as long as you're willing." "Really? What do I have to do?" "You don't have to do anything, actually, except keep a secret. I can fix up the bike so it won't fall apart, but I don't have to do anything to the way it looks. That way your foster mom, um, Anne, won't know we worked on it together, you'll get to keep riding it, and I will have the satisfaction of helping you as well as the pleasure of your company for a little while. What do you think?" Sofie was hooked. "She never pays any attention to the bike anyway, so that could work! And I can definitely keep a secret. Can you really fix it?" she looked up at me hopefully. I had to be careful not to stare. My god, that face! Those eyes! No wonder Anne's boyfriend tried to get into her pants. Sofie's suggestively full, pouty lips and slight overbite made me fantasize how her mouth would be the perfect receptacle for my throbbing cock. I felt the beast stirring in my pants but managed to calm it down. "I don't see why not. It's not a complicated machine. And besides, I like a good challenge. The question remains, when do we do this? You'll have to bring it to my house. I'll need tools and they're all in my garage." "Where do you live?" "Not too far, actually, about a mile from here over by the mall. Do you know where that is?" "Sure. I've gone there on the bus by myself plenty of times without Anne knowing, to hang out with other kids." She had a sneaky streak. This was a good sign. "Well, we have to plan carefully so Anne doesn't get suspicious, or she could ruin it for you." Now it was definitely us against the dreaded Foster Mom. "When does she work?" "She works every day but Monday. She leaves home around 8 and doesn't get back until 5:30 or 6:00. Sometimes she stays overnight with her new boyfriend. Olivia's mom is supposed to keep an eye on me as a favor, but she really doesn't care either what I do as long as I don't get into trouble. She likes having me around to baby-sit and so it's like she gives me some slack. As long as I check in with her in the morning after Anne leaves I can take off, unless I have to watch Olivia that day." "OK, how about tomorrow, then? Do you think you'd mind spending some time with an old man while he fixes your bike?" I winked at her and she giggled. She responded with a twinkle in her eye, "Well, it won't be easy, but I guess I can suffer through it!" In mock anger I started to tickle her, "Why you little...!" She roared with gleeful outrage but didn't try to get away. Because of how loose her top was, in the tussle I was able to catch a quick glimpse of some delicious young cleavage, her twin cones of pure succulent sweetness wrapped in a flimsy cotton bra. Our happy skirmish quickly turned into a nice hug. She held on to me for quite a while. Mine must have been the first positive male attention she'd received in a very long time. I had high hopes for the next day. I gave her my address and made sure she knew how to find her way there before I left the park. I lived at the end of a quiet, dead-end street with nothing but forest all around the house. As I drove home I tried to come up with a plan. I realized that the way to succeed with Sofie was to go slow, talk to her as one adult to another and give her lots of attention and compliments. Get her to relax and trust me. The next day was going to be very interesting. We had agreed that she would get to my house around 10 am, so by 9:30 I was out in the garage straightening up and assembling the tools I thought I'd need. I'd converted my garage into a combination work space and simple "man-cave" with a sofa, fridge, TV, exercise equipment and various other sports toys. There was even a small utility room with a bathroom. Sofie arrived precisely at 10. She was wearing shorts again, only this time they weren't hugging her butt so tightly, and her t-shirt looked a little worn out, which caused me to wonder if Anne's greed wasn't worse than Sofie had implied. She was a little winded from the long ride and her skin was shiny with a thin layer of dampness caused by the exertion of pedaling all the way here. "Hi, Mr. Avery, I made it!" she said, breathlessly walking her bicycle up the driveway, "Wow, that was some ride. It took me about an hour. I've never gone that far on a bike before." "Hi Sofie, you're right on time. I like it when my date is prompt," I teased with a wink. That got her attention. She looked at me, blushed then quickly turned away, trying to hide her embarrassment and causing me to wonder if maybe I wasn't too far off from what was going through her own mind. I played it as if I hadn't noticed anything and wheeled the bicycle into the shop area of my garage. "Did you have any trouble finding my house?" "No, your directions were really good," she said. "Your house is big, isn't it?" "Yes, I suppose it is, Sofie. I lived here with my wife before we got divorced and we both wanted a lot of room. I was hoping we'd have children one day and I bought this house with that in mind, but it never happened, and now I don't really want to move someplace else." I added softly, "It gets a little lonely sometimes but I guess I'm used to it." She stood there quietly, thinking about what I'd said. "Anyway," I continued, to lighten the mood, "you look like you could use something cold to drink. There's a fridge over in the corner with some cold stuff inside. I've got sodas and juice and beer. What's your pleasure, Your Highness?" I bowed and brought a smile to those luscious lips. "Or maybe you'd prefer something stronger, whiskey perhaps, or a dry martini for Madam?" Sofie giggled, playing along with the joke, "I'll have you know I'm not a Madam, I'm a Mademoiselle. And I'll have a Margarita, if you please, shaken, not stirred." "Very impressive," I said, "I love a woman who knows exactly what she wants!" I could tell she liked that I called her a woman. I retrieved a can of soda out of the fridge and presented it to her with another flourish. "Your Margarita, Mademoiselle, shaken, not stirred." I shook the can and pretended like I was going to open it in her face. She squealed in mock panic and backed away from me. I chased her around the garage, both of us laughing, until she collapsed in a heap on the sofa. I exchanged the soda for one that wouldn't fizz, emptied the contents in a cold glass from the freezer compartment and handed it to her. "Here you are Sofie, I hope you enjoy it." "Thanks a lot. Wow, it's so cold," she said, and took a sip. "Mmmm, yummy! Best Margarita ever." Her smile said it all, she was a happy camper. "You're welcome, sweetheart," she beamed when I called her that. "Now you just relax while I have a look at your bike. We'll see if we can't coax some life back into it." Over the next couple of hours Sofie and I talked and laughed about anything and everything while I tinkered away on the bike. I found out that she was a 7th grader, having lagged behind a year because of her parents' death and the subsequent need to move to another town. She liked boys but Anne wouldn't let her have a boyfriend. She liked to play sports (which explained her lovely toned body) and loved music. Sofie and Anne had a tense relationship at best, and it didn't seem to be getting any better. Dealing with her own dysfunctional life took almost all of Anne's focus and energy, leaving Sofie to feel frustrated and neglected. There was little left over for Sofie, which would explain the condition of her clothing. She sat on a stool close by, handing me tools when I asked for them, which gave me a chance to show her I valued her help, although half the time she picked up the wrong tool, causing even more laughter. Thanks to her lack of inhibition I also had a chance to sneak a few quick peeks of her cloth-covered crotch since the legs of her shorts were so loose. The elastic leg bands of her panties were shot so I even got one quick partial glimpse of her pussy, from which sprouted just a hint of the finest little-girl peach fuzz. I was loving it, and that's no lie. Finally, in spite of those wonderful distractions, I'd done everything I could to stabilize the bike and make it road-worthy for a few more years. I even lowered the seat so she could reach the pedals safely. It looked pretty much the same minus some built-up dirt and grime that I also removed, and it was a lot safer to ride now. "Well, I guess I'm finished here. Why don't you take it out for a spin around the neighborhood and make sure it feels right, while I clean up? What do you say?" "Sounds great." "Take your time on the bike, then, make sure you're satisfied." "OK, see you later, alligator!" Again with the dazzling smile. "In awhile, Honeychile!" I countered She laughed, "I haven't heard that one before." "That's because I made it up just for you! Now get going so I can straighten things up around here." "You're kinda bossy, but I think I like it!" And with that she rode off down the street. Things were progressing nicely. She was being playfully flirtatious and was obviously feeling safe in my presence. I was starting to get a sense of what I needed to do next to bring down the rest of her defenses so she'd accept some more physical attention from me. Little did I know she would beat me to the punch. I put my tools away, did a quick once-over in the shop area and washed up in the utility room. Sofie returned just as I finished my chores. "Well, my young friend, what do you think? Is there anything I overlooked? Something you want to change?" Her answer was to walk over to me and give me the best little-girl hug I could ever hope to receive. She plastered herself against me, much to my pleasant surprise. I responded by holding on to her tightly, hugging back, enjoying the feel of the contours of her body and making sure she knew I didn't object to her innocent affection. She pulled slightly away from me and crooked her index finger to signal that she wanted me to bend down to her. When I did so she kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear, "Thank you so much, Mr. Avery, I love it." Not being one to let an opportunity slip away I made a bold move. I put my hand under her chin and tilted her face up just a little, stared straight into her eyes and said, "You're very welcome, Sofie," and planted a short but deliberate kiss on those luscious lips. It was incredibly sweet, and a first for both of us. I pulled back to gauge her reaction. It would say a lot about what might be possible later on. Her first reaction was shock. She touched her fingers to her lips. Her eyes got big and her face turned beet red and then the unexpected happened, taking me completely by surprise. She locked me in a bear hug and started sobbing. "Sofie? Hey, hey now, Sofie girl, what's going on? Are you all right?" I held on to her, stroking her hair and waiting for her to speak, for once at a loss as to what to say. Clearly she wasn't repulsed by the kiss or she wouldn't be holding on to me for dear life. It took her a few minutes to calm down. I sat her next to me on the sofa and put my arm around her so she could lean in for comfort. When she was finally relaxed I dabbed her wet eyes with a tissue and attempted a joke to try to relieve the stress of the moment. "Well, Sofie, I just don't know what to say. I've never had anyone break out in tears from a kiss before. Was it that bad? I always thought I was a pretty good kisser. Guess I need to go back to kissing school." She was trying to hide a grin in my chest but when I tweaked the end of her nose she let out a little giggle and a deep sigh as the tension melted away. I kept my arm around her and waited for her to say what was on her mind. Finally it came pouring out. "I wasn't crying because you kissed me. I mean I was, but not in the way you think. I was crying because I had forgotten how good it feels to be close to someone like my dad, to laugh and make jokes and just talk about things the way he and I used to. "I know you're not my dad but you've been so nice to me and that hasn't happened to me in a long time. I got all mixed up, sad and happy at the same time, and I couldn't help myself. I'm really sorry, Mr. Avery. You must think I'm a freak or something. That's twice I've cried in front of you. Are you mad at me?" Afraid of my answer, she was on the verge of tears again. I knew if I said the wrong thing here it would damage the progress I'd made with her, maybe even beyond repair. "Honeychile (she smiled at that), it's gonna take a lot more than a few tears to get me mad at you." I stroked her hair and continued, "You're just growing up and you're having to face some difficult realities along the way. Sometimes life isn't so easy, but I would never, ever think you're a freak for feeling the way you do about your father." Right then it dawned on me how to turn this situation to my advantage. I was going to have to walk a fine line but with a few well-placed words and some convincing acting I was sure I had found the way to turn her love for her father into a passion for me. "Sofie, any man would be proud to have you as his daughter. You're smart, intelligent, clever, cute as a button, very mature for your age and you're a little bit sassy (another smile), which I consider one of your best qualities. You have spunk. Not many girls your age do, you know. You're special. Very special. "I could tell that about you the very first time we met. If my wife and I had stayed together I would have hoped to have a daughter just like you. It's too late for that now, I'm afraid. Now that I know you it makes me sad that my life turned out the way it did, me living here all alone with no one to love and no one to love me." I paused for effect, letting her absorb my words before continuing. "Sofie, I have to make a confession. When you kissed me to say thanks for the bike it was the sweetest moment in my life in a very long time. So I guess we have something in common. When you told me what you felt when I kissed you I realized that it was sorta the same as what I felt, a little confusing. I'm still a little confused. "I can't seem to find the right words because I'm not sure if I should talk to you about it. I'm concerned that you won't understand or that you won't want to be my friend anymore, and your friendship means more to me than you might know. I'm sorry, is any of this making sense to you?" She sat quietly, deep in thought. Either she was going to bolt for the door or I was one step closer to reaching the prize. She looked up at me and said, "I think so. You're saying that we both had a strong reaction to an unexpected kindness." I was impressed with her perception. She was making this way too easy. "Wow, Sofie, that's exactly what I'm saying, only you said it so much better! You are proving me right about you. You really are one smart young lady!" "But I didn't get everything you said. I don't understand what you're confessing about." "Hmm, maybe that's a good thing. You're very smart, but you're still just a young girl and maybe we shouldn't be having this conversation. I'm just not sure I should be talking about this with you..." I was counting on her curiosity to come into play. It did. "But you said I was mature for my age, didn't you?" I smiled and nodded yes. "So what is it you think I can't understand?" I had her going now. "It's really not that I think you can't understand, Sofie. I'm sure you will understand and I'm afraid you won't like what it is I have to say and you'll want to leave and never see me again. I feel like I met someone important in my life when I met you and I don't want to mess up our new friendship." Just a little more of this and I was sure she'd bite. Sofie went on the attack. "My mom always told me that a true friend sticks by you no matter what. Do you think that's true?" "Yes, I do, Sofie. I'm just nervous, I guess." She was using all her powers of persuasion, determined to satisfy her curiosity. "I think we're true friends, and you think we're true friends, right?" "Right, but I'm still worried about what you might think." She had the perfect answer, "Well, you won't know until you try." The challenging look on her face said she was sure her logic was undeniable. I let her talk me into a corner, and now I could set the stage for my next move. Slow and steady wins the race. "I guess that's true, Sofie. OK, well, um, here goes. Just remember that you wanted to know. What I really felt when I kissed you wasn't what a father feels when he kisses his daughter. It was something different, something special, and I wanted to keep doing it." I was watching her reactions closely to get a sense of how to proceed. She was seeing me through a different set eyes, feeling something underneath the surface of her awareness that was unfamiliar to her. It was time to press my advantage just a little. "Sofie, I know I'm so much older than you and I shouldn't be saying this, but, I like you." Still unaware of my meaning she said, "I like you too." "No, I mean I REALLY like you. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Her eyes were locked onto mine and I could see the light go on. Her face turned a lovely shade of pink as she got it. "You... you mean you like me like... a... a girlfriend?" It was almost a whisper. The moment had arrived. It was now or never. "Yes, Sofie, that's exactly what I mean. I want us to be together as much as possible. I want to make you happy so you don't feel so alone. I can't be your dad but I can be someone just as good, someone you can trust. Someone you can talk to about things when you're troubled. I've only known you two days and I'm sure about this. Will you choose me to be your boyfriend?" The ball was in Sofie's court. This was unchartered territory for her and the last thing she was expecting from me, I'm sure. Springing this on her, catching her off-guard was my best chance to penetrate the last of her barriers. It was time to press my advantage. "I can see you're having some difficulty understanding what I'm asking, and I don't want you to feel any pressure about this. All I ask is that you take a couple of days to think about what I've said before you decide. Will you promise to do that for me?" Her head was spinning. "OK," was all that came out. "Thank you, Sofie. It means a lot to me that you would even consider choosing me to be your boyfriend," I said. I emphasized 'boyfriend' to drive the suggestion deeper into her consciousness. "Let's put your bike in the back of my truck and I'll give you a ride to the park. I don't think you should have to ride all the way back with so much on your mind." Sofie didn't speak a word on the drive back. She was deep in thought. She looked at me a few times as if she was about to say something, but the trip was made in silence. I had one more seed to plant before I dropped her off, so once we reached the parking lot I pulled over in a quiet area. It was time to play my last card before she got out of the truck. I took her hands in mine and looked into her eyes. "Sofie, there's something else you need to think about before you decide anything, something very important. I'm 45 years old. I'm not a shy teenage boy with my first crush on a girl. I have experienced a lot more of life than you. You know I've been married. You're smart, so you know that married people do things together, private things. Even though we wouldn't be married I would still want to do those things with you, to share those private moments with you, my very own special girlfriend. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" She looked at me with an enigmatic expression but I could tell she was taking this seriously. "Yes. You mean sex stuff, don't you?" It wasn't really a question. "Yes, Sofie, I do mean sex stuff. I don't know what, if any, experience you've had so far and I'm not asking you to tell me. Just know that if you decide you want to be my girlfriend sex will be a part of our time together. I will teach you. I will treat you with kindness and respect. I will never hurt you and will never force you to do anything you don't want to do. That's a solemn promise I'm making to you here and now. I know this is a lot for you to digest so I'll let you go now. But before I do can I ask one favor from you?" "What is it?" "I am fully aware of the possibility that you won't want to be my girlfriend, that this is all just too much for you to accept into your life at your age, and I realize that this might be the last time I ever see or talk to you, so would you please let me kiss you one last time? It would mean a lot to me." Sofie hesitated, then swallowed, blushed and nodded her head. "OK," was all she said. I reached over to her, wrapped my right arm around her and gently stroked her cheek with my left hand. I pulled her towards me. She didn't resist. Her eyes were open and when I leaned in she met my steady gaze with her own. When our lips first touched I could feel her tension but after a few seconds she relaxed. I flicked my tongue lightly across her lips to make sure she knew this was not a child's kiss. Her mouth responded, her lips opened slightly and pushed softly against mine. She closed her eyes and let out the tiniest little whimper of a moan when my tongue entered her mouth and softly probed. After a short time I broke off the kiss and she opened her eyes. I could tell that the kiss had a strong impact on her. "Thank you, sweet Sofie. I'll never forget that." We said our goodbyes and I drove home, going over the day's events in my head. Everything had gone smoothly. It was all up to her now. All I could do was wait and see. *** Several days passed and no Sofie. It seemed pretty clear she had come to her senses and had no intention of stepping into my world. Too bad for me. It would have been great but the chances of winning her over had been slim at best. Overall I thought my efforts were pretty good as far as strategy went, and I knew I had succeeded in making a real connection with her, just not the one I'd hoped for. On the fourth morning after I dropped her off in the park I spent some time cleaning the house, which I had been neglecting. I like to keep my place neat and tidy. Once I was done I went out into the garage, opened the overhead door for some fresh air and began to work out, ending with a 10-mile ride on my stationary bicycle. There was nothing like a little cardio to get the blood pumping and the endorphins flowing. I worked up a good sweat in the process. When I finished I toweled off and took a cold bottle of water out of the fridge. Gulping down the water I turned, and framed in the opening, with the sunlight streaming in behind her turning her loose confusion of white-blonde hair into an untamed halo, was Sofie. This time she was wearing a short sundress and the backlighting revealed her shapely hips and legs through the thin cotton material. She didn't say anything, she didn't move, she just stood there and looked at me with those green laser beams piercing my skull. I crossed to her, my eyes never leaving hers. She had the most amazing expression on her face. Think Mona Lisa meets Shakespeare's Juliet on her wedding night: resolved, mysterious and nervous all in one. I opened my arms wide, smiled and said, "My Sweet Sofie." She moved into my embrace and tightly wrapped her arms around me, still not having uttered a single word. Her small frame was shaking with emotion. We stood there in silence for awhile, savoring the moment. Sofie took a deep breath, looked up at me and said, "Yes." Yes! With that one simple word the outside world momentarily disappeared. Yes! I couldn't believe it. This little beauty had just delivered herself into my hands of her own free will. My fantasy was about to become reality. I hardly knew where to begin. My first impulse was to go for it all at once, but common sense overruled my lustful urges. If this was going to work I had to be careful, slow and careful. She had to want to experiment. I needed to evaluate her sexuality one layer at a time to understand how best to mold her into the pliable fuck toy she would willingly become for me. She needed to feel safe so she could accept what was in store as part of the natural interaction between a man and a woman and not something scary and dark. No way was I going to screw this up now, not after getting this close to the prize. I shut the garage door so we had complete privacy, although my garage door isn't actually visible from the street and the nearest neighbor's house is 100 yards downhill from mine. I sat on the sofa and gestured for her to join me. It was obvious that she was nervous, probably wondering what she had gotten herself into. First things first, I needed to get her to relax, to take her mind off her fear of the unknown. I took her hand in mine, smiled and kissed her fingertips. A shy smile of acceptance crossed her face. I put my right arm around her and pulled her close to increase our physical contact, something she had to get used to quickly if she was going to be comfortable around me. While we talked I stroked her hair and softly ran my hand up and down her arm. "I am just so glad to see you, Sofie. Talk to me now, what have you been doing for the last few days? What did you do after I dropped you off at the park?" "Well, first I just sat under a tree. I was really confused and I needed to clear my head. You were so nice to me and I wanted to keep my promise to you to think about everything you said. No one has ever talked to me like that before. You didn't treat me like a little kid and you were honest with me. You said what you were feeling and you trusted me to understand even when you were afraid to say it. And then when you kissed me again in the park I think I understood more how you were feeling, because I was feeling it too." "You were? What were you feeling?" "It was like something came alive in me. I know I'm only 14, but when you kissed me I didn't feel like a young girl. I never imagined I could ever feel that way but I did, you know? In my brain I was also feeling scared and confused about the, um... the sex stuff. I am just a girl and you're a grown man. Anne would go ballistic! I couldn't help thinking about her and how that jerk of a boyfriend of hers tried to... you know... and the way she got crazy mad at him. It was scary. So of course I had to think about that too. The same thing would happen if she knew about us, so you have to promise me you'll never tell her!" She's making me promise not to tell??? Wow. I'd have to reinforce this later on. "Sofie, I cross my heart and hope to die. I will never, ever tell anyone! So then what did you do?" "After a while I went home. When Anne got back from work we had dinner and she started in on me about doing the dishes and cleaning my room so I spent the rest of the evening doing chores." She poked me playfully in the ribs. "I didn't sleep very well that night, and it's your fault because I couldn't stop thinking about when you kissed me." "My sincere apologies. I promise I'll never kiss you again." That took her by surprise, and when she looked up at me I smiled and leaned down to kiss her. "Liar," she said, and she kissed me back. It was an inexperienced kiss, but she meant it. It was a good beginning. "I had to watch Olivia for a few days after that," she continued, "but the whole time I was thinking about you and everything you said. I was still confused because of the age difference, but last night I remembered one of the last things my dad said to me. He said that "good things come when you least expect them and they can come in all shapes and sizes. Be alert for them or they'll pass you by." So when I woke up this morning I got dressed, checked in with Olivia's mom and hopped on my bike. And here I am." Thank you Dad!!! "And I'm very happy and excited you're here, sweet girl!" I gave her a big hug and another kiss, which caught her by surprise, and we bumped noses, setting off some more giggles followed by another sweet kiss. That kiss led to another, and another. Sofie was certainly an apt student. She was startled the first time I slipped my tongue in her mouth but it didn't take her long to get into it and graduate from those first tentative kisses to kisses that were fuelled by her youthful enthusiasm. When she first put her tongue in my mouth I sucked on it gently, surprising her and triggering a particularly passionate response, and from then on we were making out for real. It was intoxicating to hold her in my arms, kissing that incredibly sexy mouth, breathing her air and feeling the excitement build in her, but it was time to take a small break. I needed her to be eager for more and didn't want to go too fast. I wanted to savor every minute, plus it was going to take time to guide her through it all. "Hey," I kissed her on the tip of her nose, "I just realized you haven't seen inside my house. Would you like to see where I live?" I sensed she would rather stay put and continue with the kissing, but I didn't give her a choice. I stood up, reached out my hand to her and said, "Come on, let me show you around." "OK. I am kinda curious." She followed me through the doorway. "Come in, Sofie, welcome to my home. Shoes off, please." She kicked the sandals off her tiny feet and crossed the threshold like a shy deer, eyes wide, taking it all in. I don't think she'd ever been inside such a nice house. "Wow, Mr. Avery it's so beautiful, like a mansion in a movie!" Not really, but I suppose to her inexperienced eyes it was. She started moving around, inspecting everything. "What is this? Do you live here alone? Do you have any pets? Can I see more?" Questions poured out of her like water, then she stopped herself. "I'm sorry. Is it OK for me to ask questions?" "Why wouldn't it be?" "Anne always gets mad if I ask too many questions. She says children should be seen and not heard." She looked at me with those beautiful emerald-green eyes, waiting for me to speak. Did I detect the hint of a submissive personality? That would be an interesting possibility to explore. I'd have to check that out in detail, and in the meantime I could reinforce the general idea in her mind for future reference. "Well, I'm not Anne, now, am I? I'm usually a pretty private guy, but this is a special day and you're my girlfriend now, so feel free to ask any questions you have. I want you to enjoy yourself." I caressed her face. "But thank you for being polite and asking." I smiled to let her know she wasn't in any trouble, then took her by the hand and led the way from room to room letting her take it all in and answering her enthusiastic questions. The tour ended in my large master suite. It's a comfortable room tastefully furnished with a 'California' king-sized bed, an overstuffed chair wide enough for two people, a sofa and some small side tables, lamps, books. There's a fireplace in front of the sofa, a nice audio system, a large Flat Screen TV above the mantle, and unique art objects on the walls and tables I'd collected over the years from my travels to other parts of the world. She was wide-eyed with excitement seeing how I lived. "Wow. That's the biggest bed I've ever seen! You have a fireplace and a TV in your bedroom!" "Yes, I do enjoy my creature comforts." I sat down on the sofa and patted the seat cushion. "Come sit with me." But instead of sitting next to me she crawled unbidden into my lap and sat across my legs with her head resting on my chest as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She became completely calm, sighing softly and snuggling against me as she relaxed. "This is nice," she said with a smile. "I like it here." She snuggled her cute little butt against my crotch and reached her arms around me as far as she could, holding me close. It was something special to remember, this first day's intimate contact between us. Her warm body gave off a dizzyingly musky fragrance, pure little girl and extremely erotic. My cock was getting hard and although she did not react I wondered if she could feel it pushing up against her ass through that thin cotton dress. I didn't want anything to change the mood so I just held her and enjoyed the quiet moment we were sharing. I stroked her beautiful hair and my left hand slowly caressed her back and shoulder. I ran my right hand under her dress halfway up along the outside of her bare thigh, waiting to see her reaction. Her young skin was as smooth as fine silk. She shifted position so she could see my face, looked deep into my eyes and smiled dreamily before returning her head to my chest with another sweet sigh. I took this as tacit permission to continue. Part of me wanted nothing more than to tear off her dress and devour her supple body, but I wanted to prolong our first encounter, to remember each delicious moment of foreplay that was unfolding right then and there. "I can hear your heart beating," she whispered. "It's beating fast." "Well, it's not every day I have a beautiful girl sitting on my lap. It makes me excited." "I'm excited too," she said. Sofie took my hand and pressed it down over her heart. "Feel." With that simple but daring gesture I understood that the gift of trust and surrender had just been offered to me. Such a lovely young girl! "Yes, I can feel how fast your heart is beating," I savored the rise and fall of her chest and the firm swell of her young breasts under my hand. They were larger than I first imagined. I squeezed gently and was rewarded with a soft little moan. This was playing out beautifully. She looked at me with those amazing eyes, "Do you really think I'm beautiful?" she asked shyly. I continued to gently massage her chest. "Sofie, you are the most beautiful young girl I have ever known. You're like a dream come true and I hope you believe me when I say I feel very, very lucky having you here today with me in my home." "I'm lucky too. You're a very nice man. Mmm, that feels good." Sofie was beginning to show some signs of arousal. Her breathing was shallow. Without realizing it she was starting to squirm in response to my hand on her tits. My cock was as hard as iron by this time and her butt was slowly rocking back and forth on it. If I wasn't careful I was going to cum in my pants. Her head rested against my chest. "Mr. Avery, am I really your girlfriend now?" Her voice was timid. "Yes, my sweet girl, you are my most very extra-special girlfriend," I reassured her with a kiss. "Is there something on your mind? You seem a little nervous right now." Sofie's innocence rose to the surface and she whispered, "I don't know what to do." That was my cue to begin her training. I removed my hand from her chest. "Sofie, it's time for us to talk about some very important things now. There is a lot to discuss and I need you to pay close attention to me, OK?" "OK," she settled down and waited for me to speak. "I want you to think of my house as the one place in the whole wide world where you can totally be yourself. When you're here you can say anything, do anything and be anything you want and I will not judge you or think badly of you no matter what. Think of it this way: Imagine that the house is inside a big, invisible bubble floating high above the trees. No one but you and I even know it's there, so no one will ever be able to enter unless we invite them. "This place is our special secret hideout from everybody and everything. While you are here you don't have to follow any outside rules that you normally live by. We'll make up our own as we go along. Unfortunately we can't be seen together out in public, but when we're together here the rest of the world doesn't concern us. "You have my promise that you will always be safe here with me. Nothing will ever happen that you don't want to happen. And just as important, if there's ever anything you want to talk about or do, all you have to do is ask and I will talk with you or do whatever it is without ever thinking badly about you. Do you understand?" "I think so. You're saying there are no limits inside the house, right?" "Exactly. I knew you'd understand." I rewarded her with a quick kiss. "Now, I'm sure that because you aren't used to this kind of freedom, in the beginning you might sometimes be afraid to say or do something, or you might think that I won't like you for whatever reason. You might be nervous or hesitate because of the way you were brought up, and you're not yet experienced with the freedom you'll have here. That's completely understandable, and when I sense that you are unsure of yourself I will remind you that you are safe and I'll help you figure it out. Any questions yet?" "No, but is it OK if I have some later?" "See, that's exactly what I'm talking about. Do you see how you are asking for permission to ask a question, and do you see that I'm reminding you it's not necessary?" After a bit of reflection she nodded, "Oh, yeah, now I get it. If I have a question I just ask. I don't need to ask if it's OK to ask." "You got it, Honeychile!" She laughed. "I'm going to be teaching you a lot of things. Sex things. You're going to enjoy it very much, I promise, and so will I. We're both going to have a lot of fun. I understand that at first you're going to be nervous and shy. You're young and inexperienced. You'll be self- conscious and maybe a little embarrassed until you learn that it's OK to feel all these new feelings, that it's OK to relax and enjoy yourself. That's where I need you to trust me to teach you what you need to know. Are you with me so far?" "Yes. I've been thinking about this for days now. I'm just worried that I'll do something wrong." "There is no right or wrong, Sofie, that's the best thing about sex. It's whatever we want it to be. No one else can say different. It's just you and me now. Are you ready?" "Uh huh." She sat up straight, "What do you want me to do?" Her enthusiasm was building. "Not so fast. You're a little stinky after your ride over here. The first thing I need you to do is take a shower. So here's lesson number one: Always be clean for me. Keep your body as fresh as possible, especially your private parts, and I mean front and back." Sofie blushed. I smiled and I stroked her cheek to let her know I understood her momentary embarrassment. "Whenever you visit me here the first thing I want you to do is wash yourself unless I tell you otherwise. If not with a bath or shower at least use a washcloth. This is important. Every time, promise?" she nodded yes. "OK, then. I'm pretty stinky too from my morning workout, so while I'm showering in here I want you to go take yours in the bathroom down the hall. But before you do..." I walked over to my closet and pulled out a box from the top shelf and placed it on the bed. "Here, this if for you." Her eyes lit up. "What is it?" "Open it and see. It's something for you to wear today when you get out of the shower. I hope you like it." Sofie was about the same size as my ex-wife but she didn't need to know I had purchased this for Becca, who didn't like it and consequently never even tried it on. It was a beautiful pastel-pink silk panties and "shortie" camisole set that had been sitting on the shelf ever since Becca left, but it was brand new, still in the box. Sofie opened the box carefully, as if it was a rare treasure. These days gifts must be few and far between in her life. When she pulled out the camisole her mouth opened but no words came out. She just looked at it, mesmerized by the fine silk fabric and the delicacy of the garment. Clearly this was something she had never seen or touched before. "It...it's just so beautiful! Is this really for me?" "All yours, gorgeous." She had a puzzled look on her face. "But how did you know I'd be coming back here?" "Well, I guess you can thank the power of wishful thinking," I said, and left it at that. "Oh, thank you! Thank you!" She hugged me tighter than I would have thought possible from one so small. "Hey, watch it, you might break me," I joked. "Now, you know you're not supposed to wear a bra with that, right?" She gave me one of those 'are you for real?' looks only a teenage girl is capable of, accompanied by a textbook sassy one-hip stance, and said, "Duh, I am a girl, you know!" We both laughed at the silliness of it all then she picked up the tiny French-cut bikini panties that came with it. "Um, there's not much to these, is there?" she gulped nervously. Now it was my turn to chuckle. "Nope, and I'm pretty sure that's the whole idea!" I sat on the arm of the sofa and called her to me. "Sofie, before you go come over here for a second." She put the lingerie back in the box and stepped up to me. I slid my feet apart until there was a wide gap between them. "Come closer and stand between my legs." She paused, looking at me questioningly. "Go ahead, sweetheart, do it," I said with gentle authority in my voice. She smiled and did as requested. "Good girl. Now put your hands on my shoulders for balance and place your feet just on the outside of my feet." This time there was a questioning look but no hesitation. The result was that there was a space about three feet wide between her feet. "Perfect." I smiled at her, "Now close your eyes and kiss me." She liked this game. She grinned and leaned in to my waiting lips. Her sweet mouth opened to mine and our tongues danced sensuously together. Once she was fully engrossed in our kiss I reached under her sundress and quickly cupped her whole pussy in the palm of my hand. In one quick twitch the kiss stopped and her eyes flew open. "Sofie, look in my eyes. Don't move, keep your hands on my shoulders," I softly commanded. She did as she was told. She gasped as I fondled her pliant panty- covered mound with my fingers, grinding her pussy lips together, probing, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. The heat was building between her legs and I could actually feel her love button straining for escape from confinement. It must be a big one, I thought, an added bonus. I'll find out soon enough. Her eyes were fluttering and her hips instinctively began to gyrate, subtly thrusting her pussy against my hand. Her wetness increased. I was gratified to learn that she could self- lubricate so easily. All this time she never took her eyes off mine. They were like green fire. Her face was flushed with desire. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth opened and closed with little gasps and mewls of sweet surprise as she experienced her first unfamiliar jolts of arousal from my busy fingers. Then I commanded her with more intensity, "Now kiss me again." She dug her fingers into my shoulders. Her mouth flew to mine. She devoured my lips and tongue with newfound purpose, moaning loudly into my mouth as lightning bolts of electric pleasure shot between her clit and her brain. I kept at it for a few minutes more, thoroughly enjoying her reaction. I wanted to excite her and give her a preview of what was coming so she would be anxious to continue later, but soon I needed to break the spell before it was too late. It was pretty obvious to me that she wasn't going to have any trouble finding her orgasm when I allowed her to reach that milestone, but not just yet. I stopped playing with her pussy and removed my hand from under her dress. Her eyes opened in confusion. "Why did you stop?" She wanted more. So did I. My cock felt like it would explode any minute. "Because it's time for you to take your new stuff and head for the shower. You'll find combs and brushes, a toothbrush, toothpaste and other stuff in the cabinet drawers under the sink. Don't wash your hair this time. It'll take too long to dry. You'll find a shower cap in there as well." I spun her around swatted her lightly on her butt and nudged her out the door. "Now go." She took her new undies and went, although a little reluctantly. I shut the door and headed to the bathroom. I had a raging hard-on. It was all I could do to keep myself from jacking off in the shower. I could only imagine what was going through Sofie's mind. She knew, and at the same time didn't know, what was coming, exactly like every other virgin with 'wedding night butterflies' since the beginning of time. I was keenly aware that she would, on some level, be fearful of my man's body so I took my time showering and shaving, including all the hair on my lower groin and balls. I didn't want her to be intimidated by excess hairiness, and knowing she was practically hairless herself I thought she'd feel more comfortable if I was too. I'm not some scrawny teenage boy. I'm in very good shape for my age and I do have some meat on my bones and hair on my chest. No pooch flab, though. I take care good of myself. My cock is average-sized, around 6 inches long and not overly chubby, which is probably a good thing since Sofie's so small. As it is she's likely to worry about pain, no doubt having heard stories of botched 'first times' from her peers. I was determined to make everything that happened here with me as painless and enjoyable for her as was humanly possible. When I finished in the bathroom I dressed in dark blue silk lounging pajamas and left the shirt unbuttoned. I re-entered my bedroom suite. No Sofie. Well, it's been said forever that it has always been a woman's prerogative to keep a man waiting, so I turned on some soft jazz music at low volume, sat down on the sofa and waited like a dutiful lover. 15 minutes passed. Still no Sofie. Considering how much time it had taken me to prepare I figured she had to be suffering from a case of jitters since she certainly didn't need to do much else but wash. I was just about to go look for her when I heard the softest of knocks on my bedroom door. "Mr. Avery?" I opened the door and immediately understood why she had taken so long. Sofie was transformed. She had braided some of her hair into a wreath that adorned the top of her lovely head. The rest of her long, luxuriant mane flowed free in wispy tentacles and soft waves, subtly framing her slender shoulders and her beautiful face while accentuating those magnificent green eyes. The result was absolutely stunning... my god, I was speechless! The delicate pastel-pink lingerie, what there was of it, offered the perfect visual complement to Sofie's wonderfully-smooth, shapely little body, which was entirely bronzed from the sun. The camisole top was provocatively low-cut. Underneath this gossamer covering her firm young breasts and swollen nipples begged for attention, and it was short enough on her torso that much of her toned, bare stomach was enticingly exposed to well below her cute little bellybutton. The diaphanous matching pink silk panties rode low over her hips and did very little to conceal the prize underneath thanks to a strategically-placed triangle of see-through lace over the swell of her tantalizing pubic mound. She was blushing and fidgeting, trying not to show any tension but her body language betrayed how self- conscious and exposed she really felt. She had trouble making eye contact but it was obvious she wanted my approval. I was more than happy to oblige. "Sofie, what have you done?" I exclaimed. She looked at me with uncertainty in her eyes, completely misinterpreting my meaning. "I... I'm sorry, I tried to fix my hair and...and...I had to start over three times because I couldn't get it right, and...," her eyes were downcast, her voice was quavering and she was gulping for air. I had to act fast. "Sofie!" I said sharply. She immediately stopped talking and looked at me. I held her face I my hands and kissed her. "Sofie, you are the loveliest girl I have ever seen! Everything is perfect! I love what you did with your hair and you look absolutely incredible that outfit! Sofie, you..are..the..MOST..beautiful..young..woman I have ever seen!!" A brilliant smile of pure joy instantly lit up her face. She threw her arms around me and let out a huge sigh of relief. "Oh, Mr. Avery, I was so nervous and worried you wouldn't like it!" I held her out at arm's length and looked her over. "Like it? Are you kidding? A blind man would like it!" She giggled with pleasure at the compliment. I took her hand and twirled her. "Turn around slowly, Sofie, let me see the whole package." She did as I asked. I was rewarded with my first look at her perfect little ass, so firm and round. Her panty-clad butt was so tempting that I couldn't resist stopping her in mid-turn and stroking it. I gave her butt cheeks a firm squeeze with my free hand, which surprised her. She flinched and giggled. "Relax. I love your butt, Sofie." "You do?" she exhaled nervously, "I always thought it was too big." She was trying to maintain a calm demeanor but inside she was anxious, having entered uncharted territory. "Absolutely nothing about your body is too big, Sofie. Your body couldn't be more perfect." I led her over to the bed and sat down on it with her standing and facing me. I pulled her close and held her hands. "Before we go any further I want to know a few things about you, so I'm going to ask you some questions, OK?" "OK, what do you want to know?" she smiled and relaxed a bit. I'm pretty sure she was a little relieved that I had paused. "Do you play with yourself?" Reflexively she tried to pull her hands out of my grasp. When I held tight and she saw that I was waiting for an answer she spoke in a small voice, "Huh? What... what do you mean? " She blushed. This was definitely not what she was expecting me to ask. I loved how easily she blushed, I loved the innocence it signified. I lifted her chin so she was looking straight at me. "I mean, have you ever masturbated?" "Um...yeah, sometimes." "Now that wasn't so difficult, was it?" I encouraged her by pulling her to me for a quick kiss then took her hands again. "Tell me, Sofie, when you masturbate does it ever feel like it did when I touched you a while ago?" "No, never." She was relaxing more with each passing breath. "Anyway, I only did it a couple of times because I heard a girl at school talking about it and was curious. But when you, um, rubbed me there it was like nothing I ever felt before. I really liked it when you did it." "I'm glad you did. And I enjoyed doing it to you very much." I smiled and asked, "Would you like me to do it again?" Her face revealed her desire. "Uh huh," she quickly nodded. "Say it." I insisted, "Tell me what you want me to do." "Um, I want...I want you to... to masturbate my vagina." "OK, good Sofie, that's a good start. But we're going to use different words here. We aren't in a classroom so we won't use scientific words. Do you remember when I said that if I sense you being unsure of yourself I would remind you that it's safe to say and do anything when you're here with me?" "Yeah," she said. "I think I'm feeling that way right now." "I think you are too, so here's a chance to learn something new and practice being free at the same time. Do you know any other words for your vagina?" "Um, well...," she was struggling with her conditioning but finally managed to break through. "When I was little I called it my pee-pee. My mom used to call it her cooter, and I've heard girls at school say cunt and cunny and snatch and va-jay-jay. Are those the right words?" This was good progress. She was losing her nervousness. "Yes, sweetie, those are some of them. There are lots of others, too, but you know what my favorite one is? Pussy. I like 'pussy' because it sounds cute and cuddly, like a soft little kitten. What do you think?" "Oh, yeah, I've heard that one before too. It's a good one." "OK, pussy it is. And that little bump at the top of your pussy is called a clit or clitty, OK?" she nodded. "Now, about 'masturbate'. That's another school word so we won't use that one here either. For a girl we'll just say 'play with yourself' or 'rub your pussy' for now, OK?" She nodded yes. "Boys play with themselves too and they call it 'jacking off.' So you know about 'penis', right?" Again she nodded and glanced down at my crotch. She was intrigued to see the tent my hard cock was making in my pants. "well, penis is another word you would use in school so we won't use that one here either. We're going to say 'cock', OK? Say it for me." "Cock," she repeated. Then on her own she added, "Jacking off." This girl was a quick study. "Very good, Sofie. I'm proud of you for saying that on your own." She beamed with delight at my supportive words. "So, have you ever seen a cock before?" "Sort of. I accidentally saw my dad's once a long time ago, but just for a second, and I've changed diapers on a baby boy before, but that's all." "But you know the basics, I'm sure, right?" Uncertain, she shrugged. "When a man gets excited sexually his cock grows long and hard. It's called a hard-on. There's a sack underneath his cock for his balls, where he makes his cum." "Cum?" "Yes, cum, or jizz. The school word is sperm. It's what a man makes in his balls. When a man has sex he has an orgasm, or another way to say it is he cums, and when a man cums he ejaculates, or shoots sperm, out the end of his hard cock. So when a man shoots his sperm he's 'cumming'. A woman cums too, but usually she doesn't shoot anything. She just has a very good feeling in her whole body. That's the orgasm part, the same feeling that a man has when he shoots his cum. Understand? "Uh huh, I think so. We won't learn all that stuff in school for a couple of years yet, but I sorta know about it from listening to older kids talking." "I'd say you already know a lot." I pulled her close and kissed her sweet mouth. Her body was warm and supple. She no longer seemed nervous so it was time to continue. "Let's talk a little about fucking. You've heard that word, right?" "Yeah, kids say it all the time. It's used a lot as a cuss word but I also know it means when you're having sex, right?" "Exactly right, and it's OK to say it. Words are only bad if people mean them in a bad way. In this house if you're talking about sex you can say 'fuck' and it isn't a cuss word, so don't think it's bad." "OK, I won't." I caressed her cheek. "Sofie, how are you feeling? Still nervous?" "Maybe a little, but I'm a lot better than before and I'm really glad to be here with you. You don't treat me like a little kid and you listen to what I say and you're helping me learn stuff." She wriggled her way in between my legs and sat on my lap. I had to adjust my hard-on. She leaned into me and nuzzled my neck. "I like our bubble in the sky," she sighed. I couldn't resist any longer. While I continued her education I started fondling this sweet child's beautiful tits. They were the size of tennis balls, just fitting in the palm of my hand, perfect for a good firm squeeze. She relaxed and enjoyed herself. Her nipples were fully extended and I tweaked them a few times, sending jolts of electricity down to her clit. It wouldn't be long until I had her completely relaxed and ready for anything. "When two people fuck a man's cock gets long and hard, and a woman's pussy gets wet and slippery on the inside, so when the man puts his cock in her it easily slides in and out. It feels really good at the beginning then feels better and better and better until it feels so good the man cums. And hopefully the woman cums too, although they don't always cum at the same time. "What's important is to make sure your partner enjoys fucking as much as you do, so you need to learn what pleases your partner and then do it for him, and he'll do the same for you. The fun part is taking the time to learn all the different ways to please your partner and to learn to enjoy pleasing him as much as you enjoy being pleased. And just remember, as long as both people are enjoying themselves there's nothing wrong with whatever it is they do for pleasure. Does that make sense?" By this time my hand was under her camisole and I was rubbing and squeezing her firm young tits and pinching her nipples so I knew her response was probably only cursory. "UH HUH!" she moaned. I chuckled at her obvious shift of focus. "Here, let's remove your top," I said, and proceeded to take it off before she could react. "Stand up and raise your arms." I pulled it up over her head and tossed in aside. Seeing her tits for the first time I was excited to discover that she had those wonderfully erotic, one-in-a-million large puffy areolas from which her beautiful hard nipples swelled, like a scoop of ice cream with a cherry on the top. I leaned forward to suck on those beauties, enjoying the spongy suppleness of those wonderful areolas against my lips and tongue, pure heaven in my mouth. She gasped at all the new sensations coursing through her body and held my head to her chest so I wouldn't stop. "Oh, that feels good!" she gasped. I continued sucking and kneading her firm young breasts, enjoying the moans and gasps of newly-discovered pleasure that emanated from her sweet lips. I reached down to caress the insides of her thighs, which she immediately opened, hoping I'd pick up where we'd left off earlier. After one quick touch I could feel that she was already quite wet. I knew she was now ready for more. "OK then, Sofie, what do you want me to do now?" The little minx didn't miss a beat. She stepped in close, put her hands on my shoulders, spread her legs, looked me square in the eyes and said, "I want you to play with my pussy, Mr. Avery." "Your wish is my command." I smiled. I knelt down in front of her and pulled off her panties, exposing her soft pink virgin pussy. As I had suspected there was almost no hair, just a fine fuzz and a few wayward blonde hairs. Pure adolescent virgin pussy. I inhaled deeply of her intoxicating fragrance, the heady scent of freshly-washed skin blending with the slightly musky odor of her moist sex. My brain was on overload. My cock was so hard it almost hurt. Such a delicious pain. I could feel that I had my own wet spot to contend with. I was leaking pre-cum. I had to taste her nectar or I was going to explode. "Sit on the bed," I instructed her. "Now lie back, pull your legs up and hold on to your knees." She hesitated. "What... what are you gonna do?" I could hear a note of uncertainty creeping back into her voice. "Honeychile," I winked, "I'm gonna play with your sweet pussy just like you asked, and you are gonna love it! Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit." I smiled reassuringly, then in a more commanding tone said, "Do as you're told, sweetheart. Lie back and grab your knees. Now." "Yes, sir," she said. Hmm, another hint of submissiveness. Could I have been right about her? It was like the gates of heaven opening. Lying on her back, she slowly raised her legs to her chest, hooked her arms underneath her knees and spread herself wide. As her outer pussy lips parted to expose the dewy pinkness inside I was awestruck by her clit poking out from underneath its hood. It was the size of a large pearl, a glistening pink pearl. I had never seen a clit so large. It was like a third nipple. Oh man, was I going to enjoy sucking on that one! I reached out and spread her legs even wider. Below that luscious slit of a pussy was her tantalizing little pink rosebud. Right in front of my face was a smorgasbord of sexual delight just waiting for me to enjoy. When I touched her clit Sofie twitched and let out a loud "Oh!" With a little force I pressed my thumb into her love button making tiny circles, and a low moan came from deep in her throat. "Do you like that, Sofie?" "Uh-huh, uh-huh! Oh! Yes! Yessss!" Her slit was oozing and I used some of her juice to make her clit nice and slick, then rapidly flicked my finger back and forth enjoying her reaction to my intense manipulations. "That feels so-o-o goo-oo-ood!" Her moans kept time with my finger. She was rapidly building towards an orgasm so I slowed down a bit to stop her from cumming just yet. By this time she was a puddle of lust. Her legs flailed the air. Every time my finger flicked her clit she twitched and cried out. With my hand still busy working her pussy I sat on the bed and leaned in to kiss her. Her mouth grabbed my tongue as if her life depended on it. I thought she was going to suck it right out of my throat. I probed the opening of her soaking-wet pussy with my middle finger. I slipped in past the first knuckle expecting to make contact with her hymen, but there was no barrier. Sofie had already lost her cherry somewhere along the way. My guess was that it was in a non-sexual way. I'd find out more later. I slipped my finger in the rest of the way with no resistance. Her eyes flew open. She looked down at her crotch and then at me. "This is called finger fucking. You like?" She nodded vigorously, "Uh-huh!" Her vocabulary had apparently been reduced to grunts and groans. I just smiled. I couldn't wait any longer. It was time for a taste of her sweet pie. I got back down on my knees and pulled her to me. "Sofie, keep your knees up like you've been doing." "OK," she hooked her arms under her knees as she was told. I leaned in for another intoxicating whiff of her hot pussy. Her clit was engorged with blood and was now the diameter of my little finger and close to a inch long. Amazing. I planted a big kiss on it. Her eyes were closed so I don't think she realized I had used my mouth, but she was about to change. In one motion I took her tiny girl-cock between my lips and sucked it in, using my tongue to flick it as fast as I could. Sofie went nuts. Her grunts and groans increased in volume. In spite of the fact that she was holding on to her knees she still bucked uncontrollably on the bed and her legs quivered reflexively from all the stimulation to her clit. Me, I just wrapped my hands around her thighs, buried my face in her pussy and held on for the ride. "Oh god, oh god, oh god! What are you doing to me? It's making me crazy! Unh! Ngah! Mmpff! Oh, yesss! That feels so goood!" Her head thrashed from side to side and her eyelids fluttered like crazed butterflies. She couldn't maintain the hold on her knees and her legs shot out straight. She clamped my face between her thighs, grabbed my hair and pulled my face down hard on her pussy. I kept it up as long as I could until I needed to breathe, but I wasn't done yet, not by a long shot. I wanted this girl's first orgasm to be one for the books. I stopped what I was doing, much to her frustration. "Please, don't stop!" she gasped. "I don't want to stop!" she whimpered, "Lick my pussy some more, OK?" "I will in a second, Sofie, but I want to try something. I want to see how flexible you are. Can you put your legs behind your head?" "Uh, I think so, why?" "Just do it and you'll find out," I smiled. "You're enjoying yourself so far, aren't you?" "Uh-huh! Yeah, OK, I'll try" With a little help from me she managed to get her legs up and over her head, then pulled her torso up between her legs so they were behind her head and under her arms. "Fantastic, Sofie, you did it! Now just relax and enjoy." I teased, "I forgot. What do you want me to do?" "Lick my pussy! Lick it some more!" she demanded. And that's what I did. I tongued her pussy from bottom to top, stopping to suck her clit and flick it with my tongue, then I moved back down, stuck my tongue in her slit and wiggled it in and around before repeating the process over and over again. Once I got a good rhythm going I wet my finger in her juices and started lightly probing her tight little butt hole, not actually penetrating her, but almost. I also started tonguing her there, rimming her pinkness, and was instantly rewarded with her groans of approval. "Oh, Mr. Avery, that feels really good! I like that a lot!" Judging by her escalating responses I knew it was time for the final onslaught. Once again I gripped her big clit between my lips and resumed sucking and flicking it with my tongue as rapidly as I could. And again she went nuts, but because of the contorted position she was in all she could do was lie there and take it. She could still grab my head, however, and was holding on for dear life. I kept at it with my tongue, waiting for the telltale signs that her orgasm was on the way. I didn't have too long to wait. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, it feels so good, I can't, I don't, please don't stop, oh fuck, suck my pussy! Mmpff!" Sofie's hands are pulling on my hair increasing the pressure of my mouth against her pussy, while my tongue on her engorged clit showed no mercy. She's getting close. I began pushing and wiggling my slick finger rapidly back and forth over her asshole. Suddenly from deep in her throat came a low moan accompanied by a series of body twitches of increasing proportions. And then she shouts, "Right! There! Oh! Omigod, omigod, what's happening to me??" Sofie's body went stiff as the sensations grew stronger and stronger, and when I sensed that she was peaking I slid my slippery finger one knuckle deep into her ass, wiggling it and stimulating all the nerve endings just inside. This sudden surprise sent her to nirvana as waves of pure energy pulsed through her lovely small body. Sofie's mouth opened in one long guttural groan of orgasmic bliss. "UNGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her hands held my face prisoner against her throbbing pussy, and my tongue tapped a rhythm against her clit sending her into even deeper spasms of rapture. I could feel her orgasmic pulses as her asshole repeatedly contracted around my finger. Sofie's body gradually relaxed and her legs came free from behind her head. Her body went completely limp. Her breathing slowed and became regular again. I removed my finger from her ass. My hand still cupped her pussy, gently squeezing and releasing, prolonging the afterglow of her incredible first orgasm. Her mind was off somewhere but when I kissed her she opened her eyes and smiled dreamily. "Welcome back, Sofie," I kissed her again. "For a minute there I thought you passed out. How are you feeling, sweet girl?" She turned on her side, wrapped her arms around me and hugged me close, throwing her leg over my hip so as not to interfere with my hand on her pussy. "Mmmmm, I feel fantastic!" she purred. She kissed me and wriggled her wet little crotch against my hand. "You can play with my pussy anytime you want!" I laughed and gave her pussy one last good squeeze before removing my hand. I stroked her naked body, enjoying the feel of her velvet skin and the firmness of her beautiful little tits. Content, she just relaxed and enjoyed the attention. I was in serious need of some attention myself so after a few minutes more of cuddling I said, "Sofie, after all that excitement I really need to cum too, so now I'm going to teach you how to jack me off, OK?" She looked at my crotch and could easily see that I was still hard. "Um, OK, how do I do it?" I got up off the bed and stood in front of her. "The first thing I want you to do is take off my pants. Kneel down on the floor in front of me." I could tell that she was a little nervous but to her credit she didn't hesitate. Once down on her knees she reached out and pulled the silk pajamas down to my ankles and off, getting her first look at my stiff cock from right at eye level. Having this sexy little girl naked and kneeling in front of me with my dick bobbing right in her face was a fantastic turn-on. I didn't think I could get any harder, but it sure felt like I did. "It's big," she looked up at me and said softly. "What do I do?" "First, just take it in your hands and see what it feels like." She reached out and wrapped her fingers around my cock. "Cool! It's soft and hard at the same time!" Her first touch was exquisite, and the look of fascination on her face was priceless. Her warm little hands held on while she looked it over, bending it this way and that, giving it a good once-over. "Hey, I can feel your pulse!" "That's right, you can. That's because a man's cock fills up with blood when he's sexually excited. That's what makes it hard. The pulse you're feeling is the blood pumping into it." "Neat!" "Now take one hand and gently hold on to my balls. That's right." I was practically ready to cum just from watching her! "What you're doing feels really good. Now squeeze my cock as hard as you can. Don't worry, it won't hurt. Just don't squeeze my balls. That will hurt." When she squeezed a big drop of pre-cum formed on the tip. Sofie noticed it immediately. *** "Are you cumming?" now she was getting interested. "No, honey, that's not cum, that's called pre-cum, and it's what my body makes to help keep your pussy slippery inside when I'm fucking you." "Oh. Are you...are you gonna fuck me now?" she asked uneasily. "No, not just yet, Sofie," I smiled and stroked her cheek. "Right now I just want you to watch me cum." I could see the relief spread across her face. I collected pre-cum on the end of my finger and held it out to her mouth. "Here, I want you to taste this. Go ahead, it's not bad. Stick out your tongue." She sniffed my finger first then stuck out her tongue. I put my finger in her mouth and said, "Suck." She closed her mouth and I could feel her little tongue working the pre-cum off my finger. The sight and sensation of Sofie nude on her knees sucking on my finger was driving me up the wall. "What do you think?" I asked. "It doesn't taste bad," she concluded, "It's a little salty, but that's all." She smiled, "I kinda like it." "I'm glad you do. Why don't you try sucking some more off the tip of my cock? That will make me feel really good because the tip is very sensitive in sort of the same way as your little clitty when I was sucking on it earlier. You enjoyed that, I think?" I smiled and winked at her, causing her to blush and giggle. She perked right up at the thought of what she had just experienced. "I loved it! It was the most amazing feeling I've ever had! So If I suck on the end of your cock you'll get the same feeling?" "Exactly right, sweet girl, and while you're sucking if you stroke your hand back and forth on my cock you'll get some more pre-cum to taste. Go ahead and try, you'll see." "OK." She started right in with no further coaxing needed. Tentative at first, she wrapped those sexy full lips tight around the head of my cock and started sucking and licking, slowly jacking me and milking all the pre-cum she could coax out of me. "Mmmm, there's a lot," she said. "You're doing great, Sofie, that feels so good!" I was close to cumming but wanted to prolong it a bit longer. "Wait, Sofie," I gasped, causing her to stop. "I have to sit down and relax so I don't fall down. My legs are getting weak because you are sucking me so well!" Again she beamed at the praise. "This is fun and I'm getting to taste a lot of pre-cum. At first I wasn't sure if I would like it, but now I really like it!" "And I really like you sucking me!" I sat down on the edge of the bed and she took up her position on the floor in front of me. "Only this time take my balls in your other hand and tug on them gently at the same time you jack me off and suck my cock. You should get even more pre-cum that way. Just be careful not to tug too hard. Go on, give it a try." "OK," she said, pulling on my balls, sucking and jacking me all at once. "You're doing an amazing job, Sofie." She looked up and smiled as best she could, my cock head still buried in her mouth. "Now try to take more of my cock in your mouth as you slide your head forward and back, jacking me at the same time. Then you'll be giving me a blow job. Have you ever heard of that before?" "Um-mpf," she nodded, her mouth full of cock. "Well, you're doing it for the first time, and it feels fantastic!" She took a few seconds to figure out the rhythm but soon was working out on my cock and balls as if she'd been doing it for years. "I'm going to cum very soon, Sofie. You might want to stop sucking so you can watch me shoot my sperm." She pulled her sensuous mouth off my cock. "Yeah, I want to watch you cum, Mr. Avery. What do I do?" "Just keep jacking me off, Sofie, it's almost here. When I cum I want you to slow down, but don't stop jacking me until I finish shooting, no matter what. You'll know when to stop because my cock will get small and soft." "OK." She continued stroking my cock with renewed effort. "That's good, Sofie, very good, slow down a little, good, right there. Keep going. Ah! That's it, don't stop, yes, yes! Here it comes! Oh Yeahhhhhh Sofie!" My balls erupted like a volcano. Sofie was so intent on watching that she put herself right in the line of fire. The first jet of cum flew out of my cock, caught her on the chin and dropped onto her chest. Sofie gasped and jerked back, "Hey! Wow!" but to her credit she did not stop stroking as spurt after spurt covered her tits and stomach in fresh, hot jizz. "Cool!" she exclaimed. She never took her eyes off my cock as each pulse of cum emerged, the final one flowing out and onto her hand. As soon as I was finished she let go and sniffed at her hand. She was watching my face as I slowly relaxed. She scooped up some of the jizz from her body, raised her cum-covered hand to her mouth and deliberately licked it clean. Witnessing such wanton behavior from a 14-year- old would have normally given me an instant hard-on, but I was just too spent to respond. That had been the absolute strongest orgasm I'd ever had. "Mmm, that tastes good," she concluded. "Next time will you shoot it in my mouth so I can have it all at once?" Next time? Hell, yes!! "I'd like nothing better than to cum in your sweet mouth, Sofie, any time you like. Just say the word. It happens to be one of my most favorite ways to have sex." I took her head in my hands and kissed her, "Sofie, thank you! That was incredible. Wow, I feel like I'm floating on air." "And I really liked sucking on you and sliding your cock in and out. It felt so nice in my mouth." A 14-year-old nymphet with an oral fixation. Could this get any better? I smiled, "Well, then, for sure we'll have to have some practice sessions so you can learn to take it all the way in. It might seem a little difficult at first but I promise you it's possible once you get used to it, and if you liked sucking my cock this time you'll really like taking it all the way down your throat, and for me it's the absolute best feeling. This is what I meant about doing things for each other that we both enjoy." "Yeah, I understand more now than before and I want to learn everything! What do you wanna do next?" She started fondling my cock. I laughed at her youthful enthusiasm, "Hold on there, Sofie girl. I need some time to recover. It's like I have a battery inside that needs to be recharged. My cock and balls have to rest a little while. What do you say we take a shower together? That's something I bet you've never done before, and afterwards we can have some lunch and talk about today. Sound good?" "Yeah, it does. I'm pretty grungy anyway from all your cum on my skin," she laughed. "And I'm pretty grungy from all your pussy juice on my face!" More laughter. "Let's go!" I jumped up off the bed and pulled her to her feet. I enjoyed the tantalizing sight of her perfectly round rump as she led the way to the bathroom. Our shower together turned into a slippery, soapy giggle-fest with lots of tickling and groping and squeezing of various external body parts. Once we got the water temperature set to a comfortable level we had fun washing each other. It gave Sofie the chance to explore my body more intimately and not feel self- conscious. I concentrated on playing with her soapy tits and succulent nipples, and I spent some extra time washing the crack of her ass to judge her response. I was encouraged when, without being asked, she demonstrated that she enjoyed my touch by bending over, holding her ass cheeks wide and sighing with pleasure while I washed her. I would definitely be exploring that with her in the near future. She insisted on washing my cock and balls for me. Twice. "Just to be sure," she said with a twinkle in her eye. I got a hard-on again, which she took delight in fondling and stroking. I let her spend a few extra minutes kissing and sucking my cock but I put a stop to it because I wanted to rest awhile longer and be fresh for more sex after lunch. I doubted I'd have any trouble getting Sofie to participate. She had apparently lost most of her little- girl inhibitions already and seemed ready for whatever I might initiate. Combing out the tangles and drying her long hair took me awhile. I wasn't used to the process but Sofie enjoyed the attention and the results met with her approval. When I was finished I was rewarded with some sweet thank-you kisses from those beautiful lips. Holding her close felt like the most natural thing in the world. The fact that we were both naked certainly added to the pleasure. When it was time to make lunch Sofie put her new undies back on and playfully struck a few suggestive poses for my benefit. She looked so sweet and sexy I could feel my cock stirring again, but I was wearing some loose- fitting boxers which helped conceal my condition while I fixed the food. My job was an easy one since like most kids everywhere her favorite was PB&Js. Once the sandwiches, chips and sodas were on the table we settled down to eat. Sofie was relaxed and happy so I figured it was a good time to open a dialog about the morning's activities. "Today's been pretty exciting for you, wouldn't you say, Sofie? You've learned a lot of new stuff and you've had quite a time for yourself." She looked at me with a very serious expression on her face. "It's been a day I'll never forget, Mr. Avery," Sofie said. "Who would have thought that just a few days ago we met in the park and now I'm your girlfriend! I'm the luckiest girl I know!" "I'm the lucky one, sweetheart," I smiled. "Just when I thought I'd be alone forever I meet a sweet and beautiful girl named Sofie who likes me and wants to spend time with me here in my home, who isn't afraid to try some new things and who is having fun doing them with me. So tell me, what have you enjoyed the most so far?" "I don't know if I can pick one thing out from the rest. Everything we've done has been really fun." "Well, it gives me pleasure to give you pleasure, so I guess I'd have to say that I really enjoyed sucking on your clit the most, and making you cum." Sofie was silent for a minute. At first I thought she was feeling self-conscious again, but she proved me wrong. "Yeah, cumming was the best feeling I've ever had! You know what else I liked? I liked it when you licked my butt. And then when you stuck your finger in my butt when I was cumming that was a big surprise. I never knew that could feel so good! Before you did it I would not have even thought about doing something like that. Does that make me weird?" "No, of course not. Not at all. It's like I said earlier. In this house we can try anything we like, and if something feels good no one can tell us no, right?" she nodded. "I really liked doing that to you. You went a little crazy and it was very sexy. And now that I know you like it I definitely want to do it again. Also, I guess now you understand why I want you to wash yourself when you first get here. It's so you taste nice and clean when I do things like that to you." I thought I detected a slight little flush on her skin, but I think this time it was from arousal, not embarrassment. "And you know what else?" she enthused. "When you pinched my boobs it kinda hurt but felt good at the same time. I don't know why I liked it, but I did." "It's because the place in your brain where you feel pain is the same place where you feel pleasure, and your brain has trouble telling the difference between them if you're excited and one feeling is as strong as the other. Lots of people enjoy a little pain this way." Then she added, "And I liked it when you were rubbing and squeezing my pussy, that felt really good, but I was surprised it didn't hurt when you put your finger inside me." "I was a little surprised about that too, Sofie. Tell me something. Have you started having periods yet? " "Uh-huh." And do you use tampons when you have your period?" "Yes. Why?" "Did it hurt the first time you used one?" "Yeah, a lot. And it hurt down there for 3 or 4 days." "Come on. " I stood up, took her hand and led her back to the bedroom, continuing the discussion as we walked. "Do you know what your cherry is? The school word for it is hymen." "It's a piece of skin blocking the inside of my pussy, right?" "That's exactly right. Well, because you were having your period you didn't realize it, but I'm pretty sure you popped your own cherry by using a tampon instead of a pad in your panties, and because you were having your period you didn't realize that some of the blood on the tampon was from your cherry. Do you know what that means?" "No, what?" "That means that technically you're not a virgin anymore." "I'm not?" she quietly absorbed that information. "Wow, I didn't realize that." "Come here, sweetie." I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Sofie to me and lifted the camisole off over her head so I could kiss and suck those luscious puffy titties of hers. Sofie moaned, held my head to her chest and whispered, "Suck them really hard." I licked and bit down gently on her erect succulent nipple. Surprised, she flinched and groaned with pleasure at the same time. "Ouch! Unh! Oooh! That feels good! Do it some more!" she yelped. I continued gently biting, and with my hand I tweaked the other nipple hard, sending more shudders of sensual pleasure down through her young body. Her reaction was another suggestion that she might have a natural affinity for some mild sexual pain/pleasure. I reached out to remove my shorts. "Here, let me do that," she said. Sofie knelt down on the floor between my legs and pulled down my boxers. She wrapped her little hands around my cock and rubbed it back and forth across her face and mouth as it got longer and harder. "Mmm, dessert," she breathed, "Yummy." Looking into my eyes she had a very naughty, suggestive expression on her face as her lips kissed and her tongue probed the little pee-hole on the tip. "Can I have some?" she asked provocatively, giving my expanding cock a nice hard squeeze. It was great that she had so easily shed her inhibition and was behaving so boldly. "You can have all you want, sweet girl," I smiled. "In fact, you can have your first lesson in learning how to take me all the way into your throat, OK?" "Yeah! OK, what do I do?" her willingness to participate was delightful and the erotic sight of her kneeling in front of me with her hand wrapped around my cock waiting for instructions was one for the books. "First you need to understand what happens so you can control it. If you put something too far down your throat you have a reaction, something like a strong cough, called a gag reflex, that protects you from choking. I'm sure you've experienced that, right?" She nodded yes. "It sorta feels like I'm gonna throw up, but I don't." "Yes, that's the one. So you have to practice how to get past that spot in your throat without gagging. Go very slowly, and when you feel yourself start to gag just stop, relax and try to swallow without removing my cock. But don't expect to be able to do this right away. It takes practice to get it right. Eventually your throat will learn to relax and stop gagging, and you will be able to slide my cock in and out of your throat without a problem. "On top of that you need to learn to breathe so you don't panic. As my cock moves in and out of your throat you need to take a breath on the out stroke, when just the tip of my cock is in your mouth, before it goes back down your throat. This way you'll never run out of air. Well, that's pretty much all there is to it. Any questions?" "I don't think so." "OK, then, let's get comfortable on the bed and you can give it a try. But first let's take off your panties so I can look at your cute little butt!" Sofie giggled and pulled off her panties, wiggling her fine little rump at me. I growled and grabbed at her but she laughed and jumped out of the way. "Now get up on the bed. I'm going to lie on my side and I want you to lie on your side too, and face me." Once she was in position with her head on a pillow alongside my cock I continued, "Now take my cock in your mouth and slowly slide it in and out as far as you can without feeling like you're going to gag, just to get used to it again. Very good. Ahh, Sofie, that feels great. Don't try to take it all in yet, just relax. I'm going to help by slowly moving my hips back and forth to make it easier for you to practice." Sofie was intent on doing what I told her. She was making good progress, taking the challenge seriously, much more so than I had expected. She was taking her time and trying not to gag, stopping as I had instructed when my cock triggered her gag reflex, swallowing and attempting to push past the reflex. She gagged a few times but didn't panic. It felt great to me. I was content to let her practice as long as she wanted. I thoroughly enjoyed watching my cock sliding in and out from between her soft, sexy lips. Every so often my cock would pull all the way out of her mouth with a soft 'pop', then she'd lick her lips, open up and take it right back in. With no prompting Sofie had placed her free hand on my hip, pushing and pulling, keeping up with the gentle in- out rhythm I had set. After several minutes of this she stopped my hip movement, took a deep breath, pushed her face against my hard cock and swallowed. My cock slid past the reflex point and all the way down her throat! This amazing little girl had achieved in just one session what some grown women never accomplish. Red- faced, she held it as long as she could then backed all the way out with an audible gasping intake of air. "I did it, didn't I? I did it!" she gasped. Her face gleamed with triumph. "You sure did, Sofie! Wow, that was fantastic. You really did it! I'm so proud of you!" I wanted to reinforce her success and her confidence. "Now do it over and over again so you can train the muscles in your throat to remember the feeling, and you won't have to gag anymore." "OK," she said eagerly, and went back at it with renewed energy. For the most part she did fine. A few times she pushed too hard too fast which caused her to gag, but she kept practicing until she had mastered it. Finally she was deep-throating me like a pro and I was in cock-sucker's heaven. Sofie was obviously enjoying herself too. She was sucking out my pre-cum and licking her lips, moaning and making gurgling sounds deep in her throat and pushing her face all the way down my shaft until her nose was pressing hard against my groin. I could actually see my cock swelling the inside her throat on the down stroke. She took hold of my balls and tugged, triggering the beginning of another orgasm. I could feel the pressure building fast. "Sofie, I'm going to cum very soon and I want to cum in your mouth. When I cum I'm going to fuck your face by pulling on your head, so be prepared for it to be fast and hard, OK?" "Mmpff!" That and a nod was her answer. "OK, you relax now. Just remember to breathe and let me do all the work." As the pressure built I held her head and started taking long, slow strokes in her mouth so she could get used to my controlling the rhythm, going deeper with each thrust until my cock was all the way down her throat. "Here it comes, Sofie, get ready!" I started driving my cock hard and fast in and out of her mouth. Her eyes were watering. Her fists opened and closed, helplessly grabbing at the air. She was only just managing to remain passive, barely adjusting to the frenzied, almost violent pounding of my cock down her throat as I reached the point of no return. I give her full credit for not panicking. "Yes! Take it Sofie! Drink my cum! Swallow it all! Ahhh!" I kept pumping but pulled out of her throat and slowed down so she wouldn't choke, and shot load after creamy load into her waiting mouth. Sofie sucked and swallowed, then sucked and swallowed some more, moaning with pleasure, savoring the taste of my jizz and swallowing it all like a hungry kitten suckling at mama cat's tit, until there was no more to be had. Even though I was completely drained and soft, the feel of my cock in her mouth was so nice I wanted to prolong it for a while. "Sofie," I said, "that was the best blow job I've ever had! You are truly amazing. Let's just stay here for a little while and cuddle. Keep sucking if you want but don't move. I just want to enjoy this feeling a few minutes more." She was exhausted from all the effort she'd just put forth so I got no argument from her. "OK," she said sleepily, then closed her eyes and dozed off. I was weak as a kitten from another huge orgasm so I wasn't far behind her. I'm not sure how long we napped, maybe 30 minutes, but when I awoke Sofie was still asleep and faintly snoring. So cute. She had just the tip of my cock in her mouth, occasionally suckling, like a child who sucks her thumb in her sleep. I lay there quietly for a bit longer just watching her and marveling at my amazing good fortune. Having rested I felt refreshed, so I decided to push the envelope a bit and give her a surprise. I eased very slowly off the bed so as not to wake her and tip-toed into my bathroom in search of something special. I had done my research and was in possession of some Incredible Edible Strawberry Sex Lube. Not only was it an extremely good lubricant, it tasted just like strawberry candy. It came in a squeeze tube with a long, narrow nozzle for ease of application in tight places. Sofie was curled up in a ball on the bed, laying on her side, exposing her beautiful ass and pussy to full view. This was going to be fun. I quietly lay back down on the bed behind her. When I was sure she was still sleeping I put a generous dollop of lube on the end of my index finger, then carefully applied some more over her butt hole using the applicator. I wanted to be sure there was plenty. Very softly I started rubbing her little rosebud with my lubed finger, tracing small circles across the surface, all the while trying to be as stealthy as possible. I wanted to see just how far I could go before she woke up. So far she showed no signs of life so I got a little bolder. I inserted the applicator into her rectum about an inch, and squeezed more lube inside her. Once I was satisfied that she was still asleep I re- lubed my finger and very slowly inserted it into her asshole up to the first knuckle. She started to stir, although she wasn't quite awake or aware of what was going on. That's when I pushed my finger all the way up inside her and started finger fucking her asshole in long, slow strokes. I reached my other hand around to fondle her tits and tweak her nipples as she finally came back from Dreamland. Her first conscious reaction was a sudden reflex to be free of my offending digit, but I held tight while I fingered her and said, "Welcome back, Sleepyhead. Did you have a nice nap?" "Huh? What...what are you doing?" She was obviously disoriented but when she recognized my voice she calmed down. "Shh, just relax and enjoy the feeling. I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, I know you are going to like this. What does it feel like to have a finger all the way up your butt?" "It...I don't... um... it... it feels pretty good," she finally conceded. Between my finger in her ass and my nipple tweaks sending familiar quivers through her body, Sofie came fully awake. She began to grind her butt into my finger, trying to increase the new pleasure she was feeling for the first time. Her eyes were closed and a self-satisfied smile spread across her face. She licked her lips in a way that said she was a happy little kitty. "Mmmm, I like it. That feels really good." she purred. I switched from her tits to her pussy, collecting her juices on my fingers and sliding them back and forth across her swollen clit. Soon the combined stimulation had her wriggling her ass and thrusting her pussy every which way. I clamped my mouth over hers and sucked her tongue, her muffled moans adding to the excitement I was feeling at having this sweet little fuck bunny under my complete control. My cock was fully erect again and I had every intention of slipping it in her ass as soon as she was primed and ready. I flipped her over on her stomach, lifted her hips and spread her legs apart. I leaned in and licked her ass, tasting the strawberry lube. "Yeah! I love that! Lick my butt! Do it again!" Her head turned to watch me, she reached back and spread her butt cheeks to give me easy access. I used one hand to rub her clit some more and alternated between sliding my finger in her ass and tonguing her pink rosebud. She waggled her butt back and forth in my face, sighing and moaning from all the new sensations she was feeling. "Ooh, so good!" I even managed to penetrate her ass with my tongue, giving her more spasms of pleasure. "I love that!" she yelled again. Once I was sure she was completely caught up in having her butt reamed I knew the moment had arrived. I reached for the lube and applied more to her butt hole and to my rampant cock. I inserted my finger back in her hole to help prepare her. "Sofie, I'm going to fuck you in your butt now. I need you to stay still while I push in. It's important that you relax and don't fight it." "Umm...wait. Is it gonna hurt?" She obviously had some doubts, showing her first serious hesitation since we began, but I was not going to be distracted. "No, of course not, sweetheart. I would never hurt you. And you've liked everything we've done so far including this." I slipped my finger back in her ass. "Haven't you?" "Unh! Y-yeah... but your cock is bigger than your finger..." she started to whine. Without warning I swatted her once across her butt just hard enough to get her attention. "Oh!" She yelped. "Sofie, that's enough of that. Stop whining this minute. You need to trust me and know that I'm not going to hurt you. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir, I'm sorry," she said in a meek voice. "Good girl," I rubbed her butt affectionately to show I wasn't mad. "Now calm down and push back against me. Don't worry, Sofie, it won't hurt if you just relax and let me in. I promise. Are you ready?" "Um, OK. Go ahead, I'm ready." I could see her tense up, just the opposite of what I needed her to do, so once again I rubbed her butt only this time I also stuck my thumb into her ass. Because it was a little bigger than my finger she grunted but didn't cry out. "Does that hurt?" I asked. "No, it feels good," she admitted. "That's my thumb, Sofie, and my cock's not much bigger around than my thumb," I assured her, even though that was an exaggeration of the truth. "Now I need you to relax or we're going to have a problem, OK? Here I go." I placed the head of my cock against her slick rosebud and slowly pressed inward. It seemed like forever, but finally she stretched open enough for my cock to slide forward until the whole head was inside her. "OH! You're in!" she yelled. "You feel so big!" "Does it hurt?" "N-No-ooh, I just feel stretched tight," she grunted. "That's to be expected at first but soon that'll go away. Let's just take a minute for the muscles in your butt to relax some more before I push in any further, OK?" "Um, OK." Besides, what else was she going to say? She was pinned beneath me. I reached between her legs to fondle her clit and take her mind off the fact she had a cock stuffed in her ass. The more I played with her pussy the more distracted she was, and eventually I slid further in with just a little resistance. The sight and sensation of sliding in her tight, willing young ass was indescribably erotic. It was all I could do to keep myself from cumming right then and there. "I'm going to push in more now, Sofie," I warned her. "Try exhaling and at the same time push back against me," I suggested. "That should relieve some of the pressure you're feeling." "OK, Ungh," grunting, she pushed and sure enough, my cock slipped in another inch or so. "Hey, that worked! And it doesn't hurt at all. I just feel full inside." "That's a good girl! You did what you were told and it didn't hurt you, just like I promised. Now I'm going to pull out a little bit then push in the rest of the way. Are you ready?" "Yeah, I'm ready now. It feels pretty good, actually. But can you go slow until I get used to it some more?" "Of course I can." I backed off then pushed in slowly until my cock was buried deep in her tight ass. The heat and pressure generated by the tight fit was fantastic. "Ahh, that feels so good, Sofie. I'm all the way in your butt. How does it feel now?" I started slowly moving in and out. "Unh, mmn. At first it felt like you would never fit in me but now when you slide in and out it feels really gooood" she moaned, "sorta like when you wiggled your finger in there the first time, only better. And I understand what you mean about relaxing and letting the muscles stretch. Can you go a little faster now?" I did. "Ah, ooh, that's good!" She was finally getting into the rhythm of my cock pumping in and out of her ass, backing up to meet my forward thrusts. The sight of my cock entering her teen ass was as good as it gets, and knowing she was beginning to enjoy it made it even better. I pulled out and stood up. "Sofie, I want to change positions. Turn over on your back and wrap your legs over your head like we did earlier, OK? I'm going to use some more lube to make it even easier to slide in and out of your ass." Once she got into position I pulled her ass to the edge of the bed, inserted the lube applicator, squeezed more lube into her ass and put more on my cock. When I was in position I pushed my cock back in her hole and started pumping away. "Oh, Sofie, your tight butt feels fantastic!" Her eyes were glazed over from the intense stimulus of being vigorously reamed for the first time. I reached down and started massaging her clit with one hand and squeezing her tits with the other. The onslaught to her senses was taking her quickly over the edge. "It's feeling really good now, REALLY GOOD! Oh, yeah, fuck my ass. Fuck it hard! Omigod! Yes! Do it to me! Squeeze my tits! Rub my clit! Yes! Oh! I feel like I have to pee!" "You don't have to pee, you're getting ready to cum. I'm gonna fuck you hard until you cum with my cock in your ass. Cum for me Sofie, You're gonna cum with my cock in your butt. Feel my cock pound in and out. Feel me rub your clit." I could feel my own sensations building. "Yeah! I'm cumming too, Sofie, I'm cumming and fucking your beautiful little ass! Yeahhhh!" "I'm cumming!" she gasped. "Omigod, you're filling me up! Now I can feel your cock pumping way deep inside me. Fuck me! Harder! Oh, yeah!" The jizz poured out of my cock and into Sofie's stretched-out butt hole. I kept pounding her and grinding my fingers into her clit, and she kept cumming and cumming while I slid my cock in and out until she begged for me to stop. "I can't take any more. Please, Mr. Avery! I need to stop!" She pleaded. I was completely drained so I was happy to oblige. My cock slipped out of her ass, glistening with cum and lube. My whole body felt like rubber. I helped release her legs from behind her head and we lay together on our sides, spooning, me with my arms wrapped around her, holding Sofie close as her breathing returned to normal. We cuddled like that for a while, talking about how good we felt, then Sofie turned over and nuzzled her face in my chest hair. "Mr. Avery, I'm sorry I started to freak out when you said you were going to put your cock in my butt. I should have trusted you. Once I finally did relax I realized there was nothing to be worried about and it was incredible and I loved the way it felt, but at first I was scared even though you promised never to hurt me on purpose. You were right to spank me to get me to stop whining. Are you mad at me?" The contrition in her voice gave me an idea, a way to tap more deeply into her undeveloped submissive nature. I had to play this carefully but I was pretty sure she'd respond well and prove me right. "No, I'm not mad at you, Sofie." There was instant relief on her face but it was short-lived. "I'm not mad, but I'm very disappointed. You didn't trust me. It makes me sad to think that maybe I can't trust you in return. I need to know that when you're here in my home you will keep the agreements we make. Outside rules don't apply here, but the agreements we make are like rules. Call them House Rules. They are important to the way we share our time together. I need my girlfriend to understand that it's important to obey me. I'm beginning to wonder if you can do that or if I've made a mistake with you." Before Sofie could respond I sat up with my back to her, hoping she'd understand this to mean I was not happy. Knowing she was watching me and that she was trying to wrap her mind around what I'd said, I kept silent and waited. I was curious to see what she would be willing to do to placate me. It didn't take long for Sofie to get off the bed and stand in front of me, trying to think of what to say to make it right again between us. She was showing the willingness to make amends and stood looking to me for guidance. I let her stand there and worry while I figured out what to say next. "Did I make a mistake with you, Sofie? Are you ready to be my girlfriend and to obey the rules we set up?" I was giving her what she wanted, a way to fix things between us. She just didn't know yet what it was I had in mind. "Oh, yes, Mr. Avery! I'm so sorry I didn't trust you and I'll do anything you say from now on. I promise I won't argue or whine if you give me another chance," she was tense with emotion. "Here's what I'm thinking, Sofie. I can't really blame you for being nervous the first time you try something new, that wouldn't be fair." A ray of hope appeared in her eyes. "But you need to remember that I will never hurt you or make you do something you don't want to do. When I tell you to do something it's because I know you'll like it, so I accept your apology and your promise not to whine or argue, and let's just forget it ever happened." "Yes! Thank you so much!" Sofie's naked body landed in my lap. Kisses rained down on my face from her sweet lips. I stopped her mid-kiss. "Wait, Sofie, there's more. From now on I think there should be consequences. If you disobey me or disappoint me in any way I will spank you, and I mean really spank you, not just a quick swat on your butt. If I choose to punish you this way you will not question me, argue, complain or pout. You will gladly accept what I decide is the correct punishment for your behavior, and you will thank me for reminding you to behave. I have to warn you, I spank hard. And sometimes I might even want to spank you just as a way for me to remind you that in all things I am the Master in this house. You will either accept these conditions here and now or you will get dressed and leave. But if you walk out that door we will never see each other again. What is your decision?" The look in Sofie's beautiful green eyes was complex. First there was uncertainty as my words began to sink in. Second, comprehension dawned as the importance of her decision hit home. Third, she displayed acceptance and surrender. That's what I was looking for. What I didn't expect is what came next... gratitude. I had just given Sofie the ultimatum to defer to me in all things. She realized that by placing these conditions on her continued participation I was giving her another chance to stay and a way to redeem herself in my eyes. As I'd hoped, her latent submissiveness had begun to surface. "Oh, Mr. Avery!" her sweet voice took on an adorable air of formality. "I accept your conditions and I promise to be a good girl. I will accept any punishment or discipline you decide I need. If you want to spank me just to remind me that you are the Master I will not argue or complain. All I know is that I want to be here with you no matter what." Sofie knelt on the floor in front of me, put her hands on my knees and asked, "Can I still be your girlfriend?" I reached out and pulled her to me for a kiss. "Of course you're my girlfriend! There's no one else I'd rather have here with me but you. There's one last thing, though. I want to make sure you understand the importance of following the House Rules." "I do, I really do," she declared. "I'm going to make sure you don't forget. Lay across my legs on your stomach." Considering what we'd just been through I wasn't surprised when she obediently did what she was told, placing herself on my lap, butt-side up. I caressed her soft rump and rubbed her butt hole, which was slightly inflamed from the hard ass-fucking she had just endured. I spent a few minutes caressing her body, getting her to relax while enjoying my new-found control over her. Once she was settled and quiet I suddenly spanked her ass hard and fast to the accompaniment of her cries of anguish and surprise. She tried to block my hand. I held her arms out of the way and gave her 20 good whacks, at the end of which her butt was beet-red and she was sobbing. I turned her over and pulled her into my arms, where she continued to cry while I comforted her and fondled her sweet tits. Soon she was calm enough to speak. "Thank you, Mr. Avery, for helping me remember to obey the rules." Yes! "You're welcome, Sofie. I'm glad we understand each other. And I have a new rule for you right now. After we fuck you are to clean my cock with your mouth." She looked up at me for a moment, smiled and then said, "I think I'm gonna like that rule!" and dropped back down on the floor, took my cock in her hand and started licking and sucking me with renewed enthusiasm. "Mmmm, you taste like strawberries and cream!" I let her continue until she had thoroughly cleaned all traces of her ass-fucking off my cock, and of course by the time she finished I was rock-hard again. I was surprised by my powers of recovery. I reclined back against the headboard. "Now, Sofie, come up here and sit on my lap. Face me with your legs on either side of me. She stood up immediately and straddled my body. I massaged her tits and tweaked her nipples and we kissed and fondled for awhile until her pussy was nice and wet. "Now scoot forward until your pussy is against my cock." She eagerly did as she was told. "Good girl. Now rub your pussy up and down on it." I held her body close to mine, her head on my shoulder, her tits pressing into my chest as her hips gyrated. The heat and friction from her movement was turning us both on. Sofie was smiling blissfully. I kissed her. "You feel so good! Lift up off my legs for a second." When she did I reached down and rubbed the head of my cock into her juices to make sure I was well- lubed then held it steady just beneath her pussy. "OK, Sofie, slowly and carefully lower yourself back down onto my lap." Her eyes got big when she realized what was about to happen. After her spanking she knew better than to disobey me, although surely her every instinct was to delay the inevitable. I had cleverly manipulated her into this and I was about to enjoy my status as her first fuck, with the added pleasure of watching her face as she impaled herself on my waiting dick. "Now, Sofie," I said firmly. Then, more kindly, "It's OK, it won't hurt. Trust me." "OK. I trust you," but her voice and her face said, "You better be right! " Sofie tentatively lowered herself until my cock pushed at the entrance to her pussy. "That's it," I encouraged, "you're doing fine. Just a little bit lower." As my cock started to enter her, Sofie's expression began to change from fear to cautious acceptance to surprise as she realized there was no pain. "Oh! I'm doing it!" With one last push she lowered herself the whole way down. The relief on her face was obvious. "It feels good!" "See? What did I tell you? Move up and down like you were before. That's it, we're fucking now. I think you'll enjoy it. I know I will," I winked. "Mmm, oh! Yes! I can feel you all the way inside me. I really do like it! Your cock feels really good in my pussy." I held on to her while she worked out a rhythm, riding me and bouncing up an down on my lap with her head thrown back and her eyes closed as she lost herself in another new experience. "Mmm, Sofie, your pussy is nice and tight around my cock. You feel great. Now let's try a different position." I had her get up off my lap and I guided her back down to her hands and knees on the edge of the bed. "Spread your legs wide, Sofie." When she did I slid my cock in her from behind, doggie-style. "Oh, god that feels good! You're in me so deep!" she groaned. I held on to her hips and rammed my hard cock in and out of her slick pussy. "Play with yourself, Sofie," I directed. "Rub your clit while I fuck you. See if you can make yourself cum for me". "Unh, unh, unh," she grunted with each of my thrusts. "O-K." She reached her hand underneath her body and started in on her clit. I continued pounding her pussy, enjoying the slapping sound of our bodies colliding on each stroke. Sofie's hand on her clit picked up speed as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm. She was moaning and crying out in passion. This was going to be my fourth orgasm of the day so it was taking me a bit longer than usual, which was just fine. I was loving all the different sensations and all the sounds of passion she made and the sight of my cock sliding in and out of her young pussy. Sofie was almost there. Her moans were getting louder and her hand was moving frantically on her clit. "AH! AH! Yeah! I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum...right...now!" She yelled out. "Yes! Cum for me Sofie!" I commanded. At that precise moment I slid my finger into her ass, intensified my assault on her pussy and sent her into another frenzy of orgasmic contractions. Loose in the throes of carnal ecstasy Sofie cried out, "Ohhhh, Yessss! FUCK MEEEE!" And fuck her I did, hard and fast. Soon I could feel the familiar tingling sensation building in my cock. I was closing in on my own fast-approaching orgasm. I quickly pulled out of her pussy and flipped her over on her back on the bed, lifted her legs over my shoulders, reinserted my cock into her wetness and resumed ramming her sweet pussy. I lay over her, pulling her tiny body up close to mine and tightly wrapped my arms around her, completely pinning her beneath me with her arms at her sides, her knees to her chest and her feet dangling loose over her head. She was startled at first but was in no position to say or do anything but try to breathe and take the pounding I gave her. "Oh, Sofie, your pussy feels so good! Fuck! Yeah! Ungh!" I towered over her as I pistoned my cock into her tight little box. She smiled up at me with an expression of complete and total surrender on her sweet, young face. I came long and hard, although I don't think there was much left in me after such an energetic day. After I finished I released Sofie and rolled onto my back to catch my breath and enjoy the afterglow. Almost immediately I felt her wet, soft mouth on my cock, licking and cleaning me. I smiled. She was mine, body and soul. END I welcome your comments: 1daddydiscipline1@gmail.com *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 85