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The Little Girl Next Door - Part 3
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With that she was gone and I must admit that I couldn't wait for
her return. I was like a teenager again myself, in love for seemingly
the first time. That evening I couldn't bring myself to make love to
my wife. Her breasts were just too large, her body just too big. We
didn't speak at all about it, we simply turned off the light. Sleep
came quickly and I found myself sporting a huge erection as I dozed
off dreaming of my young love.
CHAPTER 3
Two days went by and I found myself consistently think about only
my young child. I would come home from work and stand by the front window
staring at the house across the street, just hoping to catch a glimpse of
her sweet body. When she did come outside though it was to play with her
young friends. When she noticed me standing in the window, she simply
glanced at me and smiled, no other emotion.
My wife asked me time after time what was wrong and each time I
lied. How could I tell her? I've fallen in love with a child? Right.
She'd have me either committed or arrested. Arrested. That was a thought
that passed through my mind many times over those two days. But the
thought was never strong enough to make me throw away my desires.
Finally, on the second evening, a knock came to the front door.
I looked out the window and my heart jumped a beat when I saw my youngster
standing there, clad in her tightest jeans and t-shirt. It was obvious,
even from my distance, that she had nothing on underneath and her small,
developing breasts were straining against the white material.
Gathering my wits, I answered the door. Crystal gazed up at me
with those magnificent soft eyes and the always present smile.
"Hi," she said, walking right in the door. "My mom and dad are
going to the mall and I asked if I could come over here and stay with you
and your wife."
"But," I protested, "my wife isn't home. She's at Laura's, you know
that. They go out together every Monday night."
"I know," she replied, giggling.
With that, I closed the door and she literally threw herself into
my arms. I felt my cock grow immediately stiff as I felt that light body hang
onto me. Eagerly, I sought out those sweet lips and probed her mouth with
my tongue. To my delight, she aggressively probed back. She was pure
sweetness.
Without speaking, and with her wrapped around me, I made my way to
the bedroom. Once there, I urged her off of myself and stood her on the floor.
We looked into each others eyes and she smiled. It was like being in love for
the first time. I felt like a teenager myself.
"Undress," I said, barely realizing that I had actually spoke.
Without embarrassment or hesitation, my child pulled the t-shirt from
her jeans and slid it over her head. Her magnificently small but shaped
breasts stood out pointedly. With the slightest motion, she undid the clasp
of her jeans and literally peeled them down her legs. The fact that she
wore no underwear made it even more exciting. This youngster knew exactly
why she had come to my house and was prepared for it.
She stood in front of me naked but without embarrassment. I stood
and stared at her beauty for a moment. She realized it and blushed
slightly, then giggled.
"What ya waitin' for," she asked girlishly.
"Nothing at all," I responded, sweeping her off her feet and
dropping her on the bed. She giggled again and I felt stirrings within
myself.
Quickly I undressed, keeping my eyes on that wonderful face of
my child. Her eyes grew wide as my hardened cock sprung loose from my
stripped away clothes. Laying down nearly on top of her, (she felt so
fragile under my weight), I kissed her deeply. I have read about "lips
as sweet as sugar" but in this case it was true. So fresh and light.
She held me tightly in her arms.
Slowly, I slid down her slim body. I looked at the small mounds that
would someday nurse. Slowly I let my tongue trace around the pink tips,
bringing a sigh from Crystal's lips. Taking one into my mouth, there wasn't
much more than a mouthful there, I suckled as a child might. I felt tiny
hands grasp the back of my head.
In a moment, I continued my slide downward. It was obvious that she
didn't know exactly what to expect because when I glanced up she was staring
back down at me. Again she giggled, the laugh of a child.
Finally reaching my destination, I spread her legs widely apart with
my shoulders.
"What are you doing down there," she whispered.
"Just wait, hon," I whispered back.
I felt her body relax as I began kissing her inner thighs. I looked
at the clean slit between her legs, nearly void of anything but a slight
fuzzy growth. So much difference between what I now saw and what I had
seen so many times with my wife. So clean, so fresh.
Tenatively, I touched her opening with my tongue and felt a shiver
come across her body. Instinctively, she grasped my head tightly. Parting
her slight lips with my fingers I probed her with my tongue. As I did I
felt her body continually tense up and down as if she was on a roller
coaster. Wider and wider I spread her until I could tongue deeply inside
her body. Again I was amazed at the freshness, the indescribable smoothness.
I felt a low moan from her body, deep from within her.
I continued at her, occasionally brushing the clit that had become
swollen. Each time my tongue touched her there I felt her shiver again. It
gave me such pleasure to feel her that way. I also became aware for the
first time that she had begun to lubricate, she had become quite wet.
After a short while, I slid back up her body and placed the head of
my cock at her opening. Looking down, I saw her angelic face contort slightly
as I entered her body for the second time. This time though, there was no
sign of pain and, as her natural lubrication set in, I slid fully into her
easily. Once in I allowed myself to establish a steady rhythm that she
picked up. That slim body now demanded more of me and I felt her hands
pressing down on my buttocks as I pressed into her.
A low moan began to eminate from her lips as our speed increased and
suddenly I felt her body begin to shake. Again looking down I saw her eyes
bulge wide open and her mouth open but emit no sound. Her entire body went
into convulsive shocks as she began to experience her first orgasmic relief.
The low moan that had begun grew in intensity until it was a continuous
grunt.
The sounds coming from my lover caused me to start to lose control
I struggled to maintain my composure. Before long I was moving in and
out of her to a faster and faster rhythm and I felt the urgency approach.
Harder and harder I slammed into her fragile body and with each stroke her
head moved further up the bed until she was hitting against the headboard.
Finally I built beyond control and felt myself begin to flood her small
opening. Again and again I shot into her until I felt the feeling subside
and I nearly collapse down on her.
My little child was drenched with sweat and I could feel her heart
pounding beneath that sweet chest. I pulled myself from her and lay back.
She instinctively rolled towards me, placing her head on my shoulder and
her thigh on top of my leg. I felt my own warm liquid seep from her onto
my own leg.
I held her tightly for a few minutes until I felt her heartbeat
slow down and her breathing return to normal. Soon I urged her to her
feet and motioned for her to get cleaned up. She recognized that it was
time to leave once again and we quickly got dressed. Before she left, she
again threw herself into my arms and we kissed deeply.
Just then we heard a car door shut outside. I turned the TV on
and we both sat down at opposite ends of the couch just as my wife walked
in.
"Hi!" Crystal nearly shouted as she entered the room. "Whatcha
bring me?"
My wife smiled and came over and sat down between us.
"So," my wife asked, "what have you two been doing this afternoon?"
"Nothin'" Crystal blurted out. "He's so boring, you know that?"
My wife again smiled and grabbed my hand.
"How about some ice cream, Crystal?" my wife asked. With that the
both of them bounded out to the kitchen.
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