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More Pedo Files - 7
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

After publishing The Pedo Files, a series where I asked 
men to give me real accounts of their encounters with 
teen girls, I got hundreds of emails explaining that 
there were many more scenarios where a man could meet 
and have sex with a young girl. I decided to also 
publish these stories. Part 7 is an account how one man 
seduced his thirteen-year old neighbor after seeing her 
on her backyard trampoline. (Mf, ped, 1st, mast, oral)

***

Part 7– The Trampoline Voyeur 

This is a day-by-day, step-by-step account of what one 
man did to seduce his thirteen-year old neighbor. Unlike 
some stories, where the sex happens immediately, it was 
a three-week progression towards the sex. However, it 
shows what he realistically needed to say and do in 
order in order to get the young teen to have sex with 
him. Some might consider it a guide on how to seduce a 
young girl.

Week 1 - Monday

My name is Phil. Lately I have been watching my 
thirteen-year old neighbor Cindy jumping on her 
trampoline in a bikini. I have known that I was 
attracted to young girls for a while but I have always 
fulfilled my fantasies by just looking at pictures or 
reading stories on the Internet.

I never really had a chance to be so close to a young 
teen until now.

Being an avid reader of popular Internet erotic story 
sites, I wondered if a forty-year old like me could ever 
seduce such a young beauty and if so how could I go 
about doing it.

It all started one day when I was out in my backyard 
trimming bushes and I heard a noise coming from the 
house behind of me. There is a row of bushes between the 
yards and through them, I saw my neighbor girl jumping 
up and down on a trampoline.

She was around thirteen, had long brunette hair and was 
wearing a brown two-piece swimsuit. Unlike in the 
stories, it was not a sexy bikini but rather a typical 
little girl suit. The panties were full and covered her 
entire bottom and the top was not very revealing. She 
seemed rather flat but I don't know if this was because 
of her figure or because of the design of the suit. But 
her long smooth legs really caught my attention. 
Couldn't stop peering at her.

Wanting to get a better look, I pretended to be trimming 
those bushes. I don't know those neighbors at all. I 
wanted to approach and say something to her, but unlike 
the characters in the stories on the Internet, I didn't 
really know how to do it.

I noticed her looking back at me. Despite being older, I 
am in pretty good shape. I moved closer to her side of 
the bushes and continued trimming. I decided to make 
some small talk and said something about how I hoped I 
wasn't disturbing her.

She said I was not. I introduced myself as her neighbor. 
She said she knew it from seeing me around. I took this 
as a sign that she was not afraid of any stranger danger 
scenario.

She didn't tell me her name but I heard her friends call 
her Cindy. She asked me to hand her the water bottle 
from the picnic table. I did, saying, "Here you go 
Cindy." She seemed surprised that I knew her name. Her 
hand touched mine as I handed her the bottle. I don't 
think she thought anything of it but it excited me 
slightly.

She threw the bottle down after drinking and went back 
to jumping, seeming to be showing off a little. I went 
back to my work and that was that.

I really wanted to have more contact with her. (She 
spends a lot of time alone on her trampoline.) I knew it 
might be foolish but I never had a chance like this 
before. 

I wondered if she was approachable for more?

My wife goes out shopping and running errands with her 
girlfriends almost every day. I know that both of 
Cindy's parents work all day.

I have a screen house in my well-secluded backyard with 
privacy sunshades. I wondered if I could get Cindy into 
it to see what could develop. I would love study her 
bikini-clad body even closer.

I wondered if this could ever happen? I wondered if I 
could ever get to see a naked young teen? In my darkest 
fantasies, I wondered if I could ever get one to have 
sex with me? I wondered how I would know if this was a 
possibility? What would be the signs? What should my 
next step be? How could I get her to be alone with me? 
If I did, what could I say or do to get her to go 
further? After reading all of the fantasies on the 
Internet, I wondered if it would really be possible to 
convince a young girl to have sex?

I didn't want to say or do the wrong thing and end up 
accused of something or even end up in jail. I have 
never thought about being unfaithful or acting on my 
urges yet you only live once and I didn't want to regret 
passing up my only chance.

After thinking long and hard about it, I made a 
deliberate and calculated plan to see if I could really 
seduce her. I would start tomorrow!

Week 1 - Tuesday
 
I decided that I needed to take it slow and carefully. I 
figured that little girls get attracted to men who 
"create" small talk. It makes them feel that they are on 
the same level.
 
It was good she said she knew me from seeing me around. 
She did not consider me a stranger.
 
I thought the fact that I called her by name was a very 
smart move. She is aware that I have paid attention to 
her even though it was only in overhearing her name. The 
hand touching showed me she trusts me already. 
 
I thought back to how she was showing off for me. It 
told me she wanted me to watch.
 
I decided to be very nice, very attentive and always act 
as if her welfare was upmost importance. I knew if she 
were interested in anything she would eventually start 
giving me noticeable hints. 
 
I decided to have some cold drinks already out in the 
screen house, tell her I have some and invite her to 
take a break and enjoy one.
 
I thought I should act as if I have had several little 
lovers in the past so that she would feel more secure 
and confident. This shouldn't be a problem for me from 
all of all of my reading on the Internet. Maybe if she 
gets a vibe that I am confident she will trust herself 
with me. No female ever wants to be with a man who is 
scared himself or doesn't know what to do. 

And I knew I had to be careful and make sure I didn't 
say anything that could be misinterpreted. 

Week 1 - Wednesday

Hard as it was, I realized that I needed to go really 
slow and tread carefully. This was nothing like the 
stories I read. Cindy didn't immediately get naked and 
ask me to fuck her.

I started to develop a plan. 

This morning I bought some plants supposedly to improve 
the landscaping in the backyard near her property. This 
would allow me to spend lots of time out there without 
her or my wife getting suspicious.

It has been hot around here and this afternoon Cindy was 
again jumping on the trampoline in the same two-piece 
suit.

When I saw her, I went out to start my work. This time I 
took the lead and said hello. I was pleased that she 
said hi back.

After working for a while, I went closer and told her 
how good she was at the trampoline. 

She seemed pleased that I noticed her. I then asked her 
about her different moves. She demonstrated them and I 
complimented her on each, telling her how good she was.

At one point I played upon the safety aspect and offered 
to spot her on the side, as she tried to do flips. She 
seemed to appreciate that and began trying new moves. 
She even started to flip off but I kept her from falling 
off by pushing her toward the center. It was an innocent 
touch on her arm and the side of one leg but I chalked 
it up to breaking the ice. 

I brought out some soft drinks and offered her one. She 
accepted and seemed happy, saying that her mother didn't 
let her have cola. (I will provide this in the screen 
house in the future when she gets to trust me.)

After drinking it, she handed me the can and went back 
to jumping. I proceeded to continue to work, all the 
time keeping one eye on her bouncing teen body.

After a while, she went in and I ended my pretense for 
the day.

I had a feeling this is going to be a long process.

Week 1 - Thursday

Today was a little different. Instead of the swimsuit, 
Cindy wore a pair of denim short/shorts and a One 
Direction's tee shirt.

I was bummed until I realized the positives of this. For 
one thing, without the constriction of her swimsuit top, 
I could finally see that her breasts were a nice A-cup 
size. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra and it was 
pleasant to see her breasts jiggle as she bounced up and 
down.

Also, the denim dug into her crotch more, forming a 
slight cameltoe.

In addition the One Direction tee shirt gave me 
something to talk to her about. I ducked into the screen 
house to use my laptop to look-up some info on the band 
-member names and songs.

When I came back, after saying hello, I started the 
conversation talking about a subject Cindy was 
interested in.

"Are you a fan of One Direction?" I asked.

"They're my favorite!" she answered.

"Mine too," I lied. "I really like their song One Way Or 
Another," probably showing my age and taste.

"My favorite is Live While You Are Young," she said.

I asked her why and she sang some of the lyrics.

"Hey girl I'm waiting on you. I'm waiting on you. C'mon 
and let me sneak you out..."

It had lines in it like:

"Let's go crazy, crazy, crazy, till we see the sun." and 
"Tonight let's get some and live while we're young."

I didn't know if this was her naivety or not but I 
played along.

"So you'd like to run off with one of the band members?" 
I asked.

"Well it's just a song," she said blushing. "But I don't 
know..."

"Aren't they a little old for you?" I pressed.

"Phil!" she just said, "I'm not that young."

I think I hit a nerve. 

"You're right, you look much older, what are you, about 
fifteen?" I exaggerated.

"No I'm thirteen," she replied.

"Oh I'm really surprised, you seem so much more mature," 
I continued.

She seemed pleased that I said this.

"You know, I know quite a bit about girls your age," I 
said. "I used to be a middle school teacher." 

With that she got very interested. "Really you were a 
teacher?" she asked stopping her bouncing and jumping 
off the trampoline.

"I'm going to be in eighth grade next year. Maybe you 
can help me with my homework when school starts. I 
really suck at Math," she said, leaning into me 
slightly.

I handed her another cola and we talked for a while 
more, as she told her all about her middle school. I 
acted super interested even though I was just checking 
out her body up close. Several times she touched me 
while talking. I took this as another sign.

I knew my wife would be coming home soon so I said I had 
to go. Before leaving I said, "See you soon," hoping 
this would let her know to expect to see me again.

So far things were progressing good, actually better 
than I expected.

Week 1 – Friday 

I thought about my conversation Thursday and the only 
thing I should have done differently, is when she was in 
the tee shirt jumping, I should have suggested that she 
at least wear a sports bra so that she wouldn't hurt her 
breasts. That might have left an opening for me at the 
same time to talk about something sexual.

It would have shown my concern about her well being. 
Unfortunately there were thunderstorms all day today so 
I didn't get to see Cindy at all. 

Week 1 - Saturday/Sunday

This weekend there was nothing new on the Cindy front. I 
didn't interact with her at all.

Everyone was home - wife and her parents. 

I was interested to see what would develop on Monday. 

Week 2 – Monday

This whole thing was very difficult and scary. I was 
never sure if Cindy was merely talking to me because it 
was something to do, or she was a young girl interested 
in more.

Anyway it was another hot day in my area. In late 
morning Cindy was again jumping on the trampoline in her 
swimsuit. I took that as a sign to go out back.

This time she said hello first. I told her she seemed to 
be doing better on the trampoline. Cindy seemed pleased 
that I noticed and she showed off a little more.

We talked more about life in middle school while she 
jumped. Actually she did most of the talking; I just 
listened attentively instead of doing my planting. She 
seemed to like that I was paying attention to her.

After a while she got tired, got off the trampoline, and 
came over to me. Even though her two-piece swimsuit 
wasn't very sexy, it was still nice seeing her in it. 
Her breasts were essentially hidden yet the material of 
her bottoms really outlined her butt quite well. 

Up close I could see she had a visibly protruding pubic 
mound. 

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm planting some new shrubs," I replied.

"Can I help?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, "while I hold the shrub in place, maybe 
you can pack the dirt around it."

As we planted three bushes, I noticed she was getting 
really dirty. Her sweating had caused the dirt to cling 
to her arms and legs.

"You are a good helper. I'm sorry you got so dirty," I 
said.

Taking the hose, I started to squirt her clean.

"Oh that's cold!" she squealed.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

"No, I'm so hot it feels good," she answered.

I continued to spray more aggressively, hitting her 
front and chest. When I did, the suit became wet and I 
could see her nipples getting hard.

Cindy just giggled and squirmed. 

Feeling like taking a chance, I aimed for her bottoms 
and her crotch. Luckily she continued to interpret it as 
playful. 

As the wetness made her bottoms tighten up, I got a 
better look at something I noticed earlier. Besides a 
slight cameltoe, Cindy had a really protruding pelvic 
mound. Grown women seldom have this but I have noticed 
it on many of the little girls on the Internet. 

Then she grabbed the hose from me and started to spray 
my body. I was in shorts and a tee shirt but I let her 
get me drenched as she laughed at me.

Finally I took the hose away from her.

"I think we need to dry off," I said. "I have some 
towels in my screen house."

Even though it was a screen house, it had privacy shades 
all around that were pulled down during the day to keep 
the sun out.

Without a second thought, Cindy followed me. I seemed to 
be gaining her trust.

Once inside the screen house, I grabbed a towel. Without 
asking, I wrapped a towel around her and patted her dry. 
It was all very innocent although I did manage to cop a 
few feels of her body. If she noticed, she didn't let 
on.

Then she really surprised me and started patting me 
down.

"Your shirt is soaked," she said. "Why don't you take it 
off?"

Again I didn't know how to interpret that but took it 
off nevertheless.

I am not in bad shape for being over fifty but a never 
thought a thirteen-year old would be interested in 
seeing my body.

I offered her another cola and she sat down on the 
chaise that I had.

As we talked, I noticed she was the one checking me out 
now.

"I'm curious about something. Why is a smart and pretty 
girl like you always alone?" I asked, continuing to 
compliment her.

"Well my mom and dad work all day and don't allow me to 
have friends over, especially on the trampoline," she 
answered.

"And what do they say about me being over?" I asked.

"Oh I haven't said anything," she replied. "I don't want 
to ruin a good thing."

"So I'm a good thing?" I continued.

"Oh you know what I mean Phil. You keep me company, 
listen to me and after all, where else can I get cola?" 
she explained.

"Good, I feel the same about you." I told her, patting 
her innocently on the leg. I wanted to see if she would 
flinch but she didn't. 

We sat around talking and I steered the conversation 
around to the boys in her school. 

"Do any of the boys at your school like you?" I asked.

"They're all dorks," she said. "They don't pay much 
attention to us girls. When they do, all they do is 
tease us. They're not like you. They're not interested 
in anything we have to say."

I was happy that my strategy was working and she felt 
that way.

We talked a while more and then she left. 

I was surprised how at ease she had become around me in 
just a few days. I still wondered if it was just 
friendliness or more.

After she left I did some research on the Internet. I 
looked up protruding pubic mounds in early teens. I 
found some stuff on a pedo discussion board.

The consensus was, that girls who have such protruding 
mounds are very much aware of them. The protrusion puts 
their vagina up front and makes them always think about 
it.

It said that most girls, who are like that, are very 
sexual in nature and have touched themselves at an 
earlier age.

That gave me some encouragement.

Week 2 - Tuesday
 
I was feeling that somehow I had to start letting her 
think I had had relationships with other girls her age. 
She needed to feel secure that I was a person who could 
take care of her.

I knew I couldn't bring up sexual topics out of the blue 
but perhaps I could reference things from my past. She 
might then feel that I was an experienced man who 
understood the needs and wants of little girls! 
 
I just needed to be careful and say nothing committal 
that couldn't be interpreted as having another meaning. 

I thought I was on the right track so I decided to try 
to speed things up a notch. I was thinking about using 
the sunscreen trick. It had worked well for me in the 
past when I was a teen but I didn't know if it was too 
soon. 

The weather was nice and sunny today and I went out to 
work at the time Cindy is normally out. I took a bottle 
of sunscreen with me and put it in the screen house.

Soon Cindy came out, as if she was waiting for me. She 
was dressed a little differently today. She was wearing 
a light blue patterned bikini, much more revealing than 
her regular suit. It was slightly too big for her.

The first thing she said was, "Do you like my new 
bikini?"

I had to think about my answer. I wanted to compliment 
her, let her know I thought she looked sexy, yet not say 
anything that could get me in trouble.

"It's very nice," was all I could manage to blurt out 
first. 

"You look very mature in it. It shows off your figure 
very well." I continued, wanting compliment her 
appearance yet wondering if I had gone too far.

"It's my sister's from when she was in high school. 
She's away at college now," she explained.

Deciding to push, I exclaimed, "I bet the boys at your 
school would pay attention if they saw you in that!" 

"Oh, you're just saying that to be nice," she said as 
she started jumping.

"No you're really (I was going to say sexy but changed 
it to) attractive," I said.

Cindy appeared to blush a little and get all shy.

"By the way, there's one problem," I said.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Well this suit is much smaller than your other one." I 
explained. "You have a lot of white skin showing where 
your old suit covered. In this sun, you're going to get 
burnt. I have some sunscreen in the screen house you can 
use. Let's take a break and get you fixed up."

I held by breath, again not wanting to push too fast. I 
shouldn't have worried. She had no reluctance at all 
following me into the screen house, especially since the 
first thing I did was hand her a cola.

After a few sips, she put it down and reached for the 
sunscreen. She squirted some onto her hands and started 
rubbing it onto the skin on her upper chest. She then 
moved down to the white skin on her midsection below her 
bikini top.

This top was looser and showed off her A-cup breasts 
more than her other top. As I said, it was a little 
large and when she bent forward, unknown to her (I 
think), her little breasts were exposed almost to the 
nipples.

She moved down to her tummy and the white patch above 
the top of her bikini panty. She applied a generous 
amount of lotion there and then dapped some on the upper 
part of her thighs, where just a little bit of white 
skin was exposed.

This was not exactly what I had planned. I foolishly 
thought I would be the one applying the lotion.

As she struggled to reach around to do her back, I got 
brave.

"Why don't you let me do that Cindy?" I said.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment but then without 
saying anything she handed be the lotion and turned 
around.

I started at her back, on each side of small strap that 
held her bra on. I also moved to the top of her 
shoulders where the other straps shaded her. Rather than 
merely apply, it was more of a massage. 

As I did I could feel Cindy relaxing. At one point I saw 
her eyes close and I think her breathing got deeper.

Then I went down to her bottom. I so wanted to feel her 
little butt yet I remembered not to do anything that 
could be misinterpreted.

I lotioned up her lower back, just above the panty-line. 
I did manage to brush against her butt several times but 
Cindy either didn't notice or didn't care.

Finally I came to a delicate area, the skin just below 
her bottoms, at her rear upper thighs. I decided to 
tread lightly.

"Is it OK, if I put some down here?" I asked, "It's 
pretty white and starting to burn."

"Sure, go ahead." she directed me.

I think she felt more comfortable that I asked her 
permission as I rubbed the lotion in just below her 
buttocks. Of course this gave me cart blanch to mash 
against her firm cheeks as I attempted to reach the area 
below.

I even thought about brushing my hand between her legs 
but I figured this was enough for my first real contact. 

"OK, done now!" I exclaimed, slapping her little fanny.

Cindy giggled and sat down to finish her cola.

We talked for a while more.

I asked her more about how the boys and girls behaved 
together in school and out. I was hoping to get her to 
begin talking about, or even mentioning something 
sexual.

She didn't and I figured she either didn't want to talk 
about the subject or was still very naοve. Neither 
scenario helped my plan.

After a while I thought it best if we went back out and 
continued what we were doing. My property is well 
shielded by fences, trees and bushes but I was still 
paranoid by nature being of seen alone with such a young 
girl. 

Besides, in her new bikini, I enjoyed watching her 
breasts and butt bounce as she jumped.

I was getting the feeling that this was all I was going 
to get to see of her.

Week 2 - Wednesday

I spent the night trying to think of more ways to get 
closer to Cindy, to make her know I was interested in 
the things she was, and to find new ways to compliment 
her. 

I came up with an idea. I loaded some One Direction's 
videos and some other stuff onto my laptop and brought 
it to my screen house ahead of time.

When I heard Cindy outside this afternoon, I quickly 
went out to say hi. I was pleased she was again in her 
new (used) bikini.

After our typical small talk, while I was working and 
Cindy was jumping, I told her I had a surprise for her 
in the screen house.

She followed me in with great anticipation. (It was 
getting very easy for her to trust me.)

Once inside, she helped herself to a cola from the 
cooler. I took this as a sign she was getting to be 
really at ease with me. I directed her to sit down at 
the table. Opening my laptop, I clicked on the One 
Direction folder and started to play a video. It was a 
clip from their appearance on the Today Show. 

She was excited to see a movie of her idols. She watched 
it twice as she told me more about the band. I pretended 
to listen attentively.

Then she really surprised me. "Do you think I can have 
more sun screen?" she asked.

I nodded yes as she grabbed the bottle. Once again she 
did her front and when she finished, she turned around 
with the natural expectation that I would do her back. I 
was really pleased at this sign.

I got a little more familiar this time as I applied the 
lotion, touching her butt more, yet not in a deliberate 
way.

"You sure have a nice body for a thirteen-year old." I 
commented, hoping I had not pushed too far.

"Not really," she said. "You should see Sarah Peterson."

"I don't who that is?" I said.

"Well you'd understand if you saw her. She's someone all 
the boys at school pay attention to. Her boobs 
are..."she started to say and then stopped.

Finally I had an opening to talk about her breasts. "Are 
you worried about the size of your boobs?" I asked 
grabbing her by the waist and turning her towards me.

Cindy stood up straighter, thrusting her breasts 
outward. "Well, well ... they could be bigger," she 
stuttered.

"I don't know, they seem perfect to me," I told her.

She seemed very pleased with that response. In fact she 
seemed to hold her body differently now.

We talked a while more. She opened up a little about 
boys and their fascination with boobs, and how it seemed 
they always tried to touch the girls in the hallway at 
school.

She asked if I was like that when I was thirteen?

"I'm still like that!" I said jokingly, yet trying to 
signal to her that I liked little girls.

She just laughed with me.

As we talked, she was fiddling with my laptop.

In addition to the One Direction clips, I had loaded 
about a dozen photos of girls from the preteen modeling 
sites. They were all about Cindy's age and all had the 
same hair color and style. They also had her same body 
type.

Most were dressed in bikinis, dresses, or short/shorts. 
All were in provocative poses yet none were blatantly 
sexual. 

I composed messages for each. They said things like – 
"Phil, you're the best! Thanks for teaching me more than 
just school stuff. I never knew it could be so good!" 
and stuff like that. 

I wanted her to think I had a connection with other 
girls her age and that lots of young girls liked me for 
something. I was careful that all of these comments 
could have an innocent meaning.

I had them in a folder labeled "My Girls" on the 
desktop. I knew she would be tempted to open it. 

Sure enough she clicked on the folder, saw the pictures 
and started reading the messages.

"What's this?" Cindy asked.

"Oh they're just some of my former students, keeping in 
contact with me.

"They sure seem friendly," she commented. "like you're 
more than just their teacher."

"Well you know," I laughed. "I really care about all of 
them." (I wanted to let her know she could feel safe 
with me since other girls did. I wanted to peak her 
curiosity.)

She stopped talking for a while and seemed to study 
every photo and message.

I sat silently, watching her out of the corner of my 
eye.

"They're not in school clothes, they're not at school 
are they?" she asked, fishing for an explanation.

Weighing my responses I said, "No, sometimes I saw them 
outside of school."

Then she closed the lid and said she wanted to do a 
little more jumping on the trampoline before her parents 
got home.

She gave me a curious look as she left.

I stayed behind to prepare for tomorrow.

Week 2 - Thursday

I was very pleased with yesterday. Showing the One 
Direction's videos was a great way to impress her even 
though I had never seen them before.
 
The fact that she comes with me to the screen house 
shows she already has total trust in me and she feels 
comfy and secure.
 
And asking for more sunscreen – bingo! She was melting 
down and it's not the temperature. Yet I knew I still 
had to tread lightly.
 
Saying that her breasts seemed perfect was also a good 
move. 
 
Putting pictures and comments of the girls on my laptop 
was also worked well. It let her know that I was someone 
little girls trusted.
 
With this in mind I thought it was time to get really 
bold and have Cindy discover a sex tape on my computer.

I searched the Internet for the perfect video clip. I 
found one of a girl's pussy getting rubbed over her 
bikini bottoms at the beach. 

I wanted to find something legal so there would be no 
way I could get in trouble if discovered. I went to a 
site that had young looking women. I also didn't want to 
scare her with a video showing fucking yet. I thought 
maybe she could relate to rubbing her pussy.

The video featured a girl who was eighteen but looked 
really young. She had A-cup breasts and actually looked 
as young as Cindy. 

The video started with the girl and an older man walking 
to a secluded part of the beach. 

The girl lay on a blanket on her back while the man sat 
next to her. 

He reached over to her breasts and started rubbing them 
above her bikini top. 

The girl was starting to moan and get turned on.

Then he moved his hand slowly down to her bottoms. He 
put his hand on her crotch and started rubbing.

Meanwhile she reached over and rubbed the bulge in his 
swimsuit.

It was clear he was rubbing her pussy and she was 
rubbing his cock. She started to squirm and moan. After 
about five minutes of this she exploded in an obvious 
orgasm. The camera panned down to a wet spot on her 
bikini panty.

Then he groaned and the camera panned down to a wet spot 
on his trunks.

Both people displayed extreme pleasure. I hoped that 
would make Cindy curious.

I dragged it to my screen and set it to play when the 
lid was opened. I put it on the table in the screen 
house.

That afternoon Cindy was bouncing as usual on the 
trampoline. She continued to wear the sexy bikini.

I decided to play it cool, and stay in the screen house 
to see what she would do. It wasn't long before she came 
over to see me.

"I came to get my afternoon cola from my new friend," 
she said as she bounced through the door. 

"Oh darn, I didn't bring any out. Let me go inside and 
get some. I put some more One Direction clips on my 
laptop for you. Why don't you watch them while I go 
inside and get the pop?" I instructed.

I left in a hurry as I watched her open the laptop, 
knowing she would soon see my special clip.

I stayed away for ten minutes, more than enough time to 
let her see the clip.

When I came back Cindy was just sitting there deep in 
thought. She seemed a little flush. 

The clip was open and stopped at the end. It was clear 
it had been viewed.

She didn't take the cola but excused herself and left.

She again looked at me puzzled, as if wondering what to 
do.

I was a dummy and didn't have any words for her.

"Had I gone too far?" I wondered. "Was she curious or 
shocked?"

I would have to wait and see...

Week 2 - Friday

I was still not sure what to expect when I saw Cindy 
today. I took it as a good sign she was out and jumping 
on the trampoline in her bikini as usual.

I put on a pair of shorter/tighter shorts and went 
outside to greet her.

"Hey, where did you disappear to in such a hurry 
yesterday?" I asked.

"Oh, I remembered I had to finish some chores," she 
said.

"Well I brought out some special cherry cola for you 
today. They're in the cooler if you want one," I said.

She followed me into the screen house. She was unusually 
quiet today.

After a long silence I spoke. "Is something wrong?"

"Well, um... oh never mind," she answered.

Hoping to salvage this entire quest, I decide to try a 
direct approach.

"Did you see the video on my laptop?" I asked.

"Oh the One Direction video. Yea it was good. Thanks!" 
she answered.

"No, you know the one I mean?" I pressed her.

"Oh...that one?" she stuttered.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to disturb you," I 
apologized. 

"Oh it didn't disturb me. It made me curious," she said. 
"Why do you have that? And why do you have the pictures 
of your students? Do you like young girls? Do you do 
things like that with them?"

I had finally reached the turning point. How honest 
should I be? Was this my chance to go for broke and risk 
success or jail?

I opted for the ambiguous route. "I like to take an 
interest in my students and help them learn about 
anything they want," I answered.

Luckily this answer seemed to satisfy her for the moment 
and she went back to drinking her cola.

When she finished her drink she stood up and spoke, "I 
think I want to jump on the trampoline now. Could I have 
some more of that sun screen?"

Instead of keeping the bottle, she handed it to me. I 
squirted some into my hands.

She turned around and I did her back.

When she turned around to the front, she didn't reach 
for the bottle so I squirted some more onto my hands.

It seemed OK to her when I started to rub it on her 
upper chest above her bikini top.

Then I moved down to the skin on her mid torso. I rubbed 
the lotion all over and in the process managed to touch 
her tits several times, acting as if it were 
inadvertent. She flinched the first time but then acted 
like it was no big deal and didn't mind.

Seeing this I decided to get even bolder. "Oh no I 
missed a spot. This area is pretty white and I don't 
want you to get burnt," I said, referring to the area of 
her upper breasts, where her cleavage was showing due to 
the looseness of her top.

Before she could say or do anything. I placed my lotion-
coated hand on her right upper breast and started to rub 
it in.

Cindy looked right at me, as if encouraging me to go on. 

Feeling that she had given me a clear signal, I brushed 
my fingertips against her nipple.

Since she didn't pull away, I gave the top of her left 
breast the same treatment.

Then I went down to her bikini bottoms. I applied lotion 
to the white skin above her waistband. She giggled, as 
it must have tickled her belly.

Then I decided to tread on more dangerous ground. Like I 
said the other day, there was a thin line of white skin, 
just below the legs of her bikini panty, where the old 
suit covered her.

Now the other day she was OK with me doing her from 
behind but I didn't know how she would feel about me 
being so close to her crotch.

Since she was OK with everything else, I decided it was 
now or never. I put some lotion onto my hands and 
reached between her legs. I tried to touch just the skin 
on her thighs but my palm inevitably brushed against the 
crotch of her bikini.

Again I got the same reaction as when touching her 
breasts. She was still and tense yet did not pull away.

As I was doing all this, my cock became quite hard. The 
tip did not come out the bottom but there was a definite 
outline of my eight-inches through the tight material.

I noticed Cindy looking at this several times. 

I couldn't dwell too long down there without being 
obvious so I reached around and did the part of her butt 
that was left.

I don't know why but I reached back and slid my hands 
under the back of her bikini panty and fondled her butt 
cheeks. I didn't think she'd mind this since I had 
touched her butt before.

With this she laughed. "What are you doing Phil? That 
tickles!" she exclaimed.

"Oh, but I just love your little butt!" I said, pulling 
her closer and tickling her now. (I wanted come off as 
being merely playful.)

When I did, I felt her little breasts against my chest 
for the first time. I was hoping she also felt my hard 
cock against her thigh.

She laughed playfully and then pulled away, getting 
ready to leave. "I have to go now but I still want to 
know what you taught those girl students of yours 
outside of school?" She asked.

"If you really want to know, I can show you next week?" 
I said watching her cute little butt go out the door.

With her reaction to my touching and her curious 
questions, I think I she was ready to let me take things 
to the next level.

Week 2 - Saturday/Sunday

Once again I did not see Cindy the whole weekend.

I used the time to plan some strategies and gather some 
sites and video clips from the Internet to help me 
"teach" her those things outside of school I told her 
about.


Week 3 - Monday

Today I was bummed. It was raining outside. I didn't 
think I would get to see Cindy.

All of a sudden there was a knock at my back door. It 
was Cindy.

"I'm here for the lessons you promised me," she said. 

"OK, but not here, meet me in the screen house," I said.

Waiting for her to get back there, I grabbed my laptop 
and joined her.

She was wearing a white tee shirt and short/shorts. Her 
tee shirt was wet from the rain and the nipples of her 
braless breasts were poking out quite nicely.

"Before we get started, there's something I need to tell 
you. I see you are not wearing a bra," I said.

"How do you know that?" she asked naively.

"Well I can see through your wet shirt," I answered.

Cindy quickly looked down to her chest.

I wanted to let her know I cared about her plus I wanted 
to approach the subject of her body again.

"I was concerned when I saw you jumping the other day. 
Maybe you don't know it but you can hurt your body that 
way. Especially now that they are getting bigger," I 
said. 

She seemed pleased with that last statement.

"Anyway, maybe you should wear a bra when jumping. 
That's all!" I said. (I didn't want to go further.)

"So now, what did you want to know?" I asked.

"Well like I said, I want you to teach me what you 
taught those other girls," she replied. "They seemed 
super happy about it."

"Well Ok, but before we get to it, I want to explain 
something," I said. "A lot of the things we talked about 
and even did were for grown-up girls. Now knowing you 
for just these few days, I think you are grown-up 
enough. Don't you?" (flattery, flattery, flattery)

"You know I am!" she exclaimed.

"And another thing, as you know, I like to be completely 
honest. I don't play games. I'm not in middle school. 
I'm not going to treat you like a middle-schooler," I 
stressed. "If you are uncomfortable talking about or 
doing anything, let me know and it will stop right 
away." (This is really my philosophy about everything.)

"Oh yeah, one more thing. We have to keep all of this 
just between us, we can't tell a soul – sisters, parents 
or friends. There is nothing wrong with what we will be 
talking about or even doing, but most people wouldn't 
understand. We could both get in trouble," I again 
stressed. "Now does that sound Okay?"

"Okay, but just what are we going to be doing?" she 
asked.

"Well anything you want. Most of them wanted to know 
more about sex. But it can be anything," I answered. 
(Here is where I was being careful. I was not suggesting 
sex. I was merely repeating what the girls wanted. Cindy 
would have to bring it up for me to move forward.)

After hesitating a moment, Cindy spoke. "Oh yeah, sex. 
That's what I'd like to know more about too" (I had 
her!)

"So what do you know about sex?' I asked her.

"Oh I know a lot," she said. We learned all about sex in 
sixth grade health. The teacher explained everything. 
Plus I have an older sister. I've heard some things when 
she has been alone with her boyfriend in her bedroom. 
There's also a girl at school that's always telling me 
stuff."

"Have you ever looked up sex on the Internet?" I asked.

"Well I tried but my Internet is blocked and won't let 
me see those things," she answered. 

"Well I'll use mine to show you some things later," I 
said. "First I need to get some information from you. 
Now remember, we are going to be talking like "grownups" 
so don't be shy."

""Have you gone through puberty yet?" I asked. 

"I don't know?" she answered. 

I knew that she did have some obvious signs. Her breasts 
were developing and her butt was nice and round.

"Well do you have any hair yet?" I continued.

"Well yes," she told me, touching her head.

"No, down there I said," looking toward her crotch.

When she was hesitant, I reminded her again that there 
was nothing wrong with talking about these things.

"I am starting to get some hair down there," she 
admitted.

I told her that was one of the signs of puberty.

Then I got really personal and asked if she was starting 
to have periods yet. 

She told me they began three months ago. (This was 
really good news since it meant she was probably 
starting to experience sexual feelings by now.)

Then she turned her attention toward me. (Our frank 
discussion must have given her confidence.)

"Remember on Friday, when you were rubbing sunscreen on 
me?" she asked. "Well I noticed the outline of something 
in your shorts. Was that your thingy?"

"Yes it was," I answered. "And you can call it by its 
proper name, penis or cock if you prefer the slang."

"My friends call it a cock," she said.

"OK, let's go with that then," I said.

"But I don't see it now," she said. "What happened to 
it?

I had my tight workout shorts on again and I decided 
this could be a teachable moment.

"Well it only gets big when I'm excited," I said. "And I 
was excited touching a pretty girl."

Cindy was visibly pleased hearing that I considered her 
pretty.

"I didn't really get a very good look at it, do you 
think I could see it again?" she asked. "Will you make 
it hard again for me?"

"Well for this I may need your help," I said, going for 
broke. "Rub me right here and I think that will do it?" 
I explained pointing to my inner thigh. (I wanted to 
whip it out right then but I thought it would be less 
threatening this way.)

Cindy reached over and tentatively put her hand in my 
lap. I moved it to the right position with mine and she 
slowly rubbed.

Within no time my penis was expanding in my shorts.

"Wow I can feel it growing in hand. That's really neat. 
It's hard. How big does it get?" she asked.

"I think that's about it," I said, "as it practically 
popped out of the end of my shorts.

She touched it all over, probably trying to imagine how 
it looked and then withdrew her hand.

"So is this what the girls on your computer were talking 
about?" she asked.

"This and other stuff," I answered.

"I have to go now but can we do this again tomorrow?" 
she asked.

"Anything you want!" I answered as she went out the 
door.

Week 3 – Tuesday

Today was a mild day yet Cindy was jumping in her 
bikini. When she saw me coming out she just stopped, got 
off the trampoline and walked over to the screen house. 
There was no need for pretense now.

"What are we going to do today?" she asked excitedly.

"Well I thought I'd show you some stuff on the Internet 
about sex," I said.

"Oh you mean fucking?" she said, surprising me with her 
language.

"Well that's just a crude word for the same thing," I 
explained. "Let's call it sex, Okay?"

"I don't know how much you know, but are several parts 
to sex." I continued. "First, a man has to get excited 
and hard. You saw how that happened yesterday. Secondly 
a woman needs to be excited and wet down there."

"You mean like in the video I found?" she asked.

"Exactly," I answered. "And finally there's the actual 
penetration or sex. Would you like to see what that 
looks like?"

"Yes, would I ever!" she exclaimed.

I clicked on an R-rated Sex Ed type video. It was very 
clinical yet somewhat graphic. It showed two naked 
people. Their organs were clearly visible as the 
narrator explained the process step by step from arousal 
to intercourse. The actual sex was only simulated with 
no real penetration. Cindy watched nevertheless in utter 
fascination.

"How can people be naked and do that with each other? 
Isn't it embarrassing?" she asked.

"Actually when your body is ready, sex feels quite good. 
You want to do it. It isn't just for making babies. A 
lot of it is just for fun. It feels really good to for 
both people. Remember the girl in the first video?" I 
asked.

"Well when is a person's body ready for sex?" she asked. 
(Finally an opening!)

"Well most girls are ready when they start to go through 
puberty," I said, hoping to get her thinking. "Here, 
let's take a look at that first clip again," I said 
clicking on the beach couple.

I was sitting next to her and as I started to video, I 
reached over and placed her hand on the crotch of my 
shorts.

She took the hint, started rubbing my cock and soon it 
was rock hard.

"Does this feel good?" she asked, staring at the screen.

"I think you can tell it does," I said looking down at 
her hand rubbing my cock. "In fact if you keep it up, 
you'll see how really good it feels to me."

With that she stopped, seeming pleased with the fact 
that I liked her rubbing me. 

"I know men cum, but I was wondering do girls cum?" she 
asked. "I saw a wet spot on the bikini of the girl in 
the video.

"Well yes they cum. It's called an orgasm. But they 
don't usually shoot anything out like men. That wet spot 
you saw was just her excitement. Like I said before, 
girls get wet and lubricated so they can have sex. Have 
you ever rubbed yourself down there?" I asked.

"Well, um, " she hesitated.

"Come on now be honest. I can tell you first hand, I 
know that most girls do." I said, giving her a little 
more assurance that I had experience with girls her age.

"Well OK, yes, I've done it lots of times. It feels 
really good. I've even had some of those what you said - 
orgasms, but I never knew what they were called," she 
replied.

Then I decided to get really bold. "Have you ever let 
someone else touch you down there?" I asked.

"No," she said quietly.

"Well I could show you how it feels," I said. "Like the 
people in the video. I would only be touching you over 
your suit, kind of like you did to me. That's one of the 
things I showed the other girls."

I don't think she wanted to be excluded so she agreed. 

I reached for her hand and led her over to the chaise 
that was already in the reclining position.

I laid her down and sat beside her.

"Now just relax, and close your eyes if you want too," I 
instructed. "And remember, any time you want me to stop, 
just say so. I'll start slowly on your top."

Cindy just stared at me as I put my hands on her 
midsection, just below her breasts. I massaged her a 
moment and then placed my hands right on her breasts. 
She tensed up and held her breath for a moment but then 
relaxed as I started to massage them gently.

"How does that feel?" I whispered.

"Kind of like when you were rubbing on the sun screen, 
but better," she said.

I felt her nipples harden through the material.

Keeping my left hand on her breast, I moved my right 
hand between her thighs. Her legs were closed but I 
guided her to spread them.

Then I placed the palm of my hand on the crotch of her 
bikini, over her protruding pelvic mound. I looked at 
her face to see her reaction. She was just staring 
upward with a look of both apprehension and 
anticipation.

I started to rub my hand across her crotch. My fingers 
found her pussy and I rubbed it up and down, working the 
material slightly into her slit. 

Now in my whole life, one thing I am good at is getting 
a female off. I learned from a frat brother, to always 
go for the clit. 

"Rubbing a girls' tits are nice, and putting your finger 
inside her pussy gets you almost there, but rub the clit 
and she'll do anything you want!" he said. (It was 
probably the best thing I learned in college.)

Remembering this, I felt around for the little nub 
towards the top of her slit.

It was hard to feel through the material of her suit but 
from Cindy's reaction, evidentially I found the right 
spot. Her breathing was quick and shallow, she was 
letting out little moans, her pelvis was thrusting up 
and down slightly and her eyes were now closed.

I rubbed her for about ten minutes and when I felt her 
breathing quicken I sped up.

Soon her pelvis was bucking up and down; her body tensed 
up and then went limp.

She sat up, opened her eyes and looked pleased.

"Wow! That really felt good," she said. "Can I do you 
now?"

I nodded my head yes as Cindy reached over and started 
rubbing by cock again through the shorts.

"Does that feel good?" she asked. 

"Great!" I exclaimed. "Now maybe just speed up a 
little."

When she did, I couldn't hold off and came right there 
in my shorts. 

I'm sure she could feel my penis throbbing and she could 
certainly see the wet spot.

"Oh, sorry," she said sounding genuinely concerned.

"No, it's OK. That's what is supposed to happen," I 
assured her. "You can do that anytime you want!"

She lay around for a while asking me again about the 
other girls as if wondering what was going to happen 
next.

I again gave only ambiguous answers.

It was getting late and I told her she better leave 
before her parents or my wife got home.

I went inside and washed my shorts.

Week 3 - Wednesday

I was looking forward to seeing Cindy after our 
encounter yesterday.

Cindy seemed excited too because shortly after I got 
there, she popped in the door. She was dressed a little 
differently today. She had on a tee shirt and a short 
cotton skirt.

She seemed anxious to show me something. 

"What's on your mind sexy?" I asked. (I deliberately 
wanted her to know I was considering her as more mature 
since yesterday.)

"Do you notice anything different about me today?" she 
asked.

"Well you seem more grown up," I answered, continuing 
the confidence building.

"Well I feel more grown up but that's not it. I'm 
wearing a bra like you said!" she exclaimed, sticking 
out her chest."

"It's one of my sister's old ones and it fits me pretty 
good," she said lifting her shirt to show me. (I felt 
good that she was getting so comfortable around me.)

"Let me see." I said going over and feeling it with my 
hands. "Yep, fits just right." 

She giggled and pulled her shirt back down.

She grabbed a cola, sat down but didn't say anything.

I sat quietly also waiting for her to speak first.

Finally she did. "You know that thing we did yesterday?" 
she said. "Well it felt really good. I wouldn't mind if 
could do it some more."

I knew right then I had her.

"Of course," I said. "I know a way we can make it feel 
even better. Would you like me to show you?"

"Is it something you showed the other girls?" she asked.

"Yeah, most of them," I replied.

"Okay, show me too," she said.

At that point she was sitting sideways on the chaise and 
I sat down next to her.

Today I was wearing a pair of large, loose fitting nylon 
gym shorts without any underwear beneath.

I opened my laptop on the table in front of us and 
played another video clip.

This time I thought it was safe to dip into my kiddie 
porn stash. The clip was similar to the beach clip, 
except this time the man was older and the girl was only 
a young teen. The couple was completely nude. She had 
her hand around his cock as his hands roamed over her 
young body.

"Is it OK for a girl that young to be doing that with an 
older man?" she asked.

"Yeah, 'lots of girls do it with older men," I said. 
"Older men know what they are doing."

As she watched this, Cindy automatically put her hand on 
my cock over the shorts, but today I thought it was time 
to get bolder.

I took her hand and placed it inside the loose leg of my 
shorts, directly on my flaccid cock. She seemed 
surprised but did not pull away.

She rubbed it like before and soon it grew to its full 
eight-inches. This time the tip did poke out of my 
shorts a bit and she took a long look at it. Then 
imitating the girl in the video, she wrapped her hand 
completely around my shaft and started pumping.

Meantime the man on the video was fondling the girl's 
breasts. I reached over and lifted Cindy's tee shirt. I 
slipped my hands under the cups of her bra and put them 
over her bare breasts. 

Even though they were only A-cups, they were soft and I 
loved the sensation. She must have also loved it as I 
sensed the soft moans like yesterday. I felt her firm 
nipples under my palms.

As the man's hands wandered down to the girl's crotch, 
so did mine.

I lifted Cindy's skirt, delighted to find a pair of 
white cotton little girl panties. They were what I 
always imagined a young teen would wear.

For a moment I just rubbed over her panties. The cotton 
was already moist from her arousal. Then I slid the 
crotch off to one side and put my finger right on her 
little slit.

That got a big reaction from her. She let out a gasp and 
then pushed her pelvis toward my hand.

"Let's get you a little more comfortable." I whispered.

I took my hand off of her slit and pulled her panties 
off.

I finally got my first look at a real little girl twat. 
Her outer lips were thin like I thought they would be. 
Her protruding pelvic mound pushed her slit front and 
center. There was also a little bump at the top that was 
her clitoral hood.

She did have a little bit of light, curly pubic hair, 
just like she said.

I reached over and put my hand back on her pussy. 

At the same time, she slid her hand back inside my 
shorts leg and took hold of my cock again.

Meanwhile I ran my fingers up and down her slit, 
noticing how wet it was becoming. Then I probed down to 
her pussy hole. It was hot and also wet.

Using my index finger, I stuck it in. Feeling no 
obstruction, I pushed it deeper. Just as I had 
suspected, she didn't have a hymen, probably because of 
the trampoline. 

I was happy about that. I knew I wouldn't have to face 
the trauma of breaking her cherry if it came to that. 

As I pumped in and out of her pussy with my index 
finger, I used my thumb to rub her clitoris. I was 
careful to keep it nice and lubricated.

After a few minutes of this, Cindy exploded in an 
orgasm.

When she did, she momentarily stopped pumping my cock 
even though I hadn't cum yet.

She looked confused when I put my finger to my mouth and 
sucked it. (I would explain this to her later.)

Then she resumed pumping my cock again. She pumped up 
and down slowly at first, but then increased her speed 
as she felt my breathing get quicker.

It didn't take long before cum was shooting from the tip 
of my cock. She seemed fascinated watching my cum spew 
out the tip. Somehow she also instinctively knew not to 
stop pumping until it stopped.

When it did, it was covering not only the floor of the 
screen house but her palm. 

"Wow, that was really neat!" she exclaimed in her middle 
school excited tone.
"It feels so hot and slippery."

"I'm glad you liked it and also trusted me to show you," 
I said.

Grabbing a towel I cleaned both her hand and the floor 
up. 

I straightened my shorts while she put herself back 
together.

As she was leaving, I kissed her on the lips. It wasn't 
a French kiss, but it was soft and passionate. It seemed 
like another first for her and she seemed to like it.

After she left, I went inside and did another load of 
wash. 

Week 3 - Thursday

Even though the temperature was mild today, Cindy was in 
her bikini again when she came to the screen house.

I was in my loose shorts and tee shirt.

Today when she came in, she stood directly in front of 
me.

I took that to mean she wanted to continue what I 
started yesterday and leaned in to kiss her. This time 
she kissed back, with equal passion. We locked arms and 
pressed ourselves into each other.

"You're really nice. You really "get" me," she said.

That was great to hear. My slow, steady approach had 
paid off. 

"So what's up today?" she asked.

"Well I'm going to show you a video to see if this is 
something you would like to try?" I said.

With her sitting next to me, I opened the laptop and 
clicked on a folder.

The video was of another young teen and an older man. 
They were both naked and he laid her on the bed. Putting 
a pillow under her butt he spread her legs.

Then the man put his head between her legs and started 
eating out her pussy.

"What are they doing?" she asked. I thought she might be 
shocked but she just sounded curious.

"The man is performing cunnilingus on her," I answered. 

"Cunni what?" she asked.

"It's usually known as eating her out. The man is 
licking the girl until she has an orgasm." I explained.

Cindy watched attentively as the video went on.

"Well it looks like the girl is liking it a lot, what 
about the man? Why is he doing it?" she asked. "Doesn't 
it taste icky?

"Actually part of the joy of sex, is giving the other 
person pleasure," I explained. "That man wants to give 
her as much pleasure as I want to give you. And a girls' 
pussy tastes really good. That's why I licked my finger 
yesterday."

We watched it together until the girl had an orgasm and 
then I stopped the clip.

"So do you think you want to try that?" I asked.

"Have you done it with other girls my age?" she asked. 
"Did they like it?"

"Yes and yes," was all I said as I took her hand and led 
her to the chaise.

As I laid her down, I pulled off her bikini bottoms and 
put a pillow under her butt.

She lay there bottomless and vulnerable before me.

I just had to study her young body again.

I will never get tired of looking at her thirteen-year 
old pussy. Pushed upward by her protruding pelvic mound, 
I loved her thin outer lips, sparse coating of pubic 
hair, and visible clitoral hood.

And I would finally get to taste it. I put my head 
between her legs and started to lick up and down her 
slit. Cindy was tense at first but relaxed in a hurry. 
After licking a while I stopped, took my hands and 
spread her lips apart. Leaning my head back I took a 
close look at her inner labia. It was pink and moist 
like I figured and I plunged my tongue into it.

During this time, Cindy lay very quiet and still. I 
don't know if she was sold on this yet.

I was enjoying the taste of her so much, I almost forgot 
my number one rule – go for the clitoris!

Realizing this, I worked my way up and found the little 
nub with my tongue. I latched my mouth around it, sucked 
it in a little, and flicked my tongue up and down and 
back and forth.

This finally started getting a reaction from her. She 
began thrusting all already protruding pubic mound 
upward toward my face.

Her breathing quickened and she started to moan. 

I put my finger into her hot, moist cunt hole as I 
licked her clit even faster.

Needless to say, this caused an immediate orgasm that 
rocked her entire body.

After calming down she spoke in a shaky voice telling 
me, "I understand why the girls like this now." 

Then she noticed my cock was hard and sticking out the 
bottom of my shorts again. 

I wanted to pull them off but she was too quick. She 
reached through my shorts leg and started rubbing my 
cock like yesterday.

While she was doing this I spoke. "There is one more 
thing I want to show you first," I said reaching for the 
laptop.

I clicked and the video resumed. The naked little girl 
switched places with the man, put her head between his 
legs, and started sucking his cock.

"That's known as..." 

"As a blow job," she interrupted. "I know about them. My 
girlfriend Mary told me her boyfriend Mark made her do 
it to him when her parents weren't home."

"Well he shouldn't have made her do that," I said. "You 
should never do anything sexual that you don't want to 
do. Do you think you would like to try that?" 

"I don't think I'm ready to try that?" Cindy said. "But 
there is something I would like to do. I never really 
got a good look at your thingy, I mean cock. Could I see 
it without your shorts in the way?"

Without hesitation I pulled them right off. My hard cock 
was sticking straight up.

She came in closer taking the opportunity to study my 
cock closely.

Then she put her little palm around the shaft and 
started to pump.

She stroked slow and deliberate at first, seeming to 
want feel every part of it.

Then she speeded up.

"Tell me when you're going to cum," she said. "I don't 
want to miss it!"

After about five more minutes, I couldn't back any 
longer. I felt the rush of cum start in my balls and 
begin to spew out of my tip.

"I'm cumming!" I shouted.

When Cindy felt the first spurts of my ejaculation, she 
speeded up even more.

I spewed several more blasts, up in the air and landing 
on the chaise. She watched in fascination as cum flew 
all over. I had quite a cleanup job ahead of me.

"So what did you think?" I asked.

"I like doing this stuff. It's fun!" was all she could 
say. (I had to remember she was only thirteen.)
 
And then after she put her bikini bottoms back on she 
surprised me.

She pressed her body into mine and gave me a big hug.

"I love coming here!" she exclaimed before skipping out 
the door.

Week 3 - Friday

I did a lot of soul searching over the night. I had 
already crossed the line in the eyes of society and the 
law but I really didn't want to cross the line with my 
wife.

She has always been tolerant of my porn addiction but I 
knew she would never go for marital infidelity, 
especially with a young teen.

I rationalized using the Bill Clinton philosophy – I did 
not have sexual relations with that girl so everything 
was still OK.

Cindy arrived, again in her bikini. Since it was mild 
outside I figured this was a signal that she wanted to 
keep doing what we started. 

I couldn't help but take her in my arms and kiss her 
deeply. Her breasts pressed sensually into my chest. I 
pushed my hardening penis against her pussy. 

"What are we going to do today?" she asked.

"I thought you might like to see what sex is really 
like," I said.

This time I had another video from my secret collection. 
It showed an older man first arousing and then fucking a 
teen missionary style. 

The couple brought each other to powerful orgasms, with 
the guy cumming inside of her pussy. During the act and 
especially at the orgasm, it was obvious both people 
were experiencing extreme pleasure. I wanted Cindy to 
see this and understand how much pleasure sex could be.

We watched it together with our arms around each other. 
I started kissing her neck as she watched. Our hands 
were also all over each other.

It ended with a cream pie leaking out and I moved my 
mouth over hers. This time I inserted my tongue and she 
inserted hers back. She was a fast learner.

I then lowered her to the chaise, undoing her bikini top 
as I did.

Surprisingly, it was the first time I got to see her 
little breast mounds completely bare. 

I rubbed each one with my hand and then replaced them 
with my mouth. She seemed to enjoy this.

"Are we going to have sex now?" she asked.

"Well I really want to but I don't think we should. I'm 
happily married and you're much younger than me," I 
said.

"Did that bother you with the other girls?" she asked.

With that I put my hand down to her crotch and slipped 
it inside her bikini bottoms, rubbing her slit.

After a moment, Cindy raised her hips, allowing me to 
pull the bottoms completely off. 

Reaching over, she pulled off my shorts and my tee 
shirt.

We lay naked beside each other on the cushion.

"We can do lots of other things that make us feel good," 
I said, plunging my finger into her sopping cunt hole.

Taking the cue, she grabbed my cock and we made out in 
mutual masturbation.

After a while she spoke. "Do you think you can just put 
it in me for a minute? I'm really curious to see what it 
feels like," she pleaded.

With that, all of my good intentions went out the door.

I put a pillow and towel under her little butt and 
climbed between her legs.

I looked into her eyes and she didn't look scared at 
all. In fact she seemed excited.

As I pushed forward, the tip of my eight-inch cock 
started to part her tiny pussy opening. Even though I 
had seen plenty of kiddie porn videos, I was not 
convinced she would be able to take me.

My fears subsided as I felt her cunt opening up to 
accept me. I slid almost all the way in before I thought 
I better stop. Her pelvis bucked upward and took me the 
rest of the way in.

We both remained still for almost a whole minute, taking 
in the feeling of being joined together.

Then I started to pump in and out. I tried to start out 
with slow strokes but Cindy would have no part of it. 
She was too excited. She was thrusting her pussy up 
towards me as fast as she could.

I grabbed onto her butt to slow her down. In the process 
I seemed to sink into her even deeper.

As we pumped into each other faster, I sensed the 
familiar feeling of her orgasm. Her body tensed up, her 
insides started to expand and contract, and then she 
went limp.

The milking of my cock sent me over the edge blasting 
ropes of cum deep into her thirteen-year old pussy. 
Having had a vasectomy, I didn't have to worry about 
getting her pregnant. 

We stayed locked together for a while longer and when I 
pulled out, a river of cum flowed out of her pussy.

Luckily there was a towel there to soak it up.

We stayed naked in each other's arms for quite a while. 
(I wanted to be sure all the cum leaked out, eliminating 
any evidence.)

I also wanted to assure her that what she did was all 
right. I played the "woman card" telling her she should 
be happy that she was now a woman.

I also told her she was now just like the other girls 
she saw in the folder on my laptop. (Hell I was already 
in trouble if caught, what's one more thing?)

She seemed to like hearing all this.

I watched as she put her bikini back on, not really 
wanting today to end.

Before leaving Cindy hugged me, and told me that she was 
looking forward to learning everything else there was to 
know about sex.

She left, but before she went into her house, she 
climbed back onto the trampoline for a few bounces.

I watched from a distance, wondering if I had done the 
right thing.

I looked forward to many more times with Cindy.

More accounts to follow...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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