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Michelle jumps on top
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MICHELLE
I had recently moved into a new apartment after leaving my
drunkard girlfriend, and I was depressed as hell. Sheila had
ended up disgusting me, but I still remembered the good times, as
well as her hugs, kisses, and love-making. I missed her....
actually, I guess that I just missed having a woman around. But
if I had met Sheila again, I probably would have ignored her.
Luckily for me, though, I met the woman across the hall. I
was on my out for a six-pack, and she was trying to move a large
recliner into her apartment - or so I had thought. After I had
knocked her on her ass by pushing when I should have pulled, I
found out that she was throwing the chair away. I figured that I
had made an ass out of myself, but she took it pretty well.
Her name was Marie, and she was probably about 32 or 33.
Good looking gal, with a great body, but she had a face that made
her look older than she was. The first time that I looked into
her eyes I could tell that she had had a tough life.
She had a doll of a daughter named Michelle, who I called
Mickie immediately. She was 13, and it was obvious that she was
taking after her mother in some ways. Smart little girl, with
eyes that could melt your heart. Her eyes were nothing like her
mother's, and they spoke of happiness, intelligence, and
innocence mixed with a little deviltry. She was 13, but her eyes
showed a maturity far beyond that.
I got to know the pair very well. As it turned out, Marie
was a weekend alcoholic, which depressed the shit out of me. She
was a beautiful person when sober, but she could be a serious
bitch when she was tapping the bottle. Once she tried to get
into my pants, but she was so drunk that I left in disgust. I
had thought that she would be pissed the next day, but she either
didn't remember or she decided not to say anything.
Mickie was a sweetheart, and I couldn't help but love her
like a little sister. She was just reaching "that age" and I
tried to teach her a guy's view towards such things. Her mother
didn't seem to like to talk about such things, so I tried to keep
Mickie's head straight. I also helped her with her math
homework, and history. I had found a couple programs on a BBS,
and she spent a lot of time learning math and the computer. She
loved using my computer, and I was happy that she was learning
math at the same time.
To this day I can still remember The Big Math Test. She
crammed for a week, spending every night in my apartment studying
like a fanatic. I coached her, driving every little bit of
mathematical knowledge that I held into her brain. She would
finally leave around 9:00, eyes drooped, and her head almost
bouncing off her chest from exhaustion. She did well, and on The
Day she ran into my apartment before she left for school so that
I could wish her luck.
I was just coming out of the shower at the time, and she
turned a bright shade of red when she saw me naked. She couldn't
take her eyes off my crotch, she was so shocked, and interested
at her first sight of a penis.
"Mickie!" I yelled. "For Christ's sake!"
The yell finally snapped her out of it, and she turned her
head and mumbled an apology as her hands fidgeted with the hem of
her skirt. When I walked back into the bathroom to wrap a towel
around my waist, I saw her in the mirror trying to sneak another
look. I grinned a little, suddenly remembering my first glimpse
of a naked female, a girl who looked a lot like Mickie.
The mixture of memories and events brought some strange
thoughts into my head. I looked at Mickie in a different light,
taking in her budding breasts and baby-fat ass. My mind put her
face over that other girl's body, and I actually started to get
hard underneath the towel. But I removed such thoughts from my
head, and walked back out with a forced scowl on my face.
When I came back out, Mickie was unabashedly looking at the
lump under the towel. I had a hard time keeping that scowl on my
face, as I could hardly blame her for her interests. When I
asked her what was so important, she practically screamed.
"Today's the day of The Big Math Test!" She obviously
couldn't believe that I had forgotten such a thing.
But I had, and my shock was quite obvious to her. She
forgave me immediately, judging by her expression. I bent over
and scooped her into my arms, hugging her hard.
"Good luck, Michelle! Give'em hell!"
She hugged me back, and she broke into one of her famous
ear-to-ear grins.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned, "I hope I do well! I'm so tired of
doing lousy at math. But you helped me so much, Steve, that I'm
probably gonna get an A!"
I laughed, and rubbed her hair as I put her down. "You
will, Mickie. I'm sure you will. But you've got to get to
school. It's getting late."
She looked at her watch, and panicked. She grabbed her
books, and ran out the door faster than she had come in. I
shouted another "Good luck!" as she tore off down the hall.
When I got home from work that day, Mickie had torn my
kitchen apart preparing dinner for me. I was quite surprised,
not at her being there, but at the mess. She had cooked for me
before, but the devastation....
"Mickie! What the hell are you doing to my kitchen?!?"
I guess that I had yelled a little too loud, for Mickie
almost broke into tears. I felt terrible immediately, and pulled
her into my arms and gave her a hug. "Sorry, Mickie. I was just
a little surprised by the mess."
She forgave me quickly, and we ate a fantastic meal after I
had cleaned up. Over dinner, I discovered that she had done well
on the test. She had only got one question wrong, and she said
that it was all because of my help. So that was the reason that
she cooked, and I agreed that it was a fair trade.
After dinner, I cleaned my bedroom while she cleaned the
kitchen. I was just making the bed when I heard a knock at my
door, which was open.
"Can I play Tetris?" Mickie asked.
I just nodded, and she ran off into the den to play on the
computer.
I came out ten minutes later, and from the den doorway I
could see over her shoulder that she wasn't playing Tetris. She
had discovered my porn directory, and was looking a picture of a
big-busted woman giving a blow-job to a horse of a guy. I
watched her hit a couple keys with her left hand to bring up
another picture. It showed a blonde with her legs spread for the
world, her pussy open for anyone to see. That one didn't stay
long, though, and Mickie brought up another picture, which she
seemed to enjoy.
I quietly walked up behind her, and saw that it was another
picture of a blowjob - a big black guy getting sucked by two
white chicks. As I glanced over her shoulder, Mickie moaned, and
that's when I saw where her right hand was - buried in her
crotch. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist and her tiny blue
panties were down around her knees. Two of her fingers were
buried in her crotch, and I started to get a hard-on at the sight
of it.
"Mickie," I whispered. "What are you doing."
She suppressed a scream, but she couldn't do anything about
the shade of red that covered her face. She quickly removed her
hand, and tried to pull up her panties as she stood up. Twisting
around to face me, she fumbled, and started to fall. She stopped
herself by putting out her hand - which landed right on my half-
hard cock.
She yelped again, and continued to fall. She landed on her
butt, and fell back, which completely exposed her tiny pussy. I
couldn't help myself - I looked long and hard, staring at her
pink lips and barely-existent bush.
By this time, I had a definite hard-on, and Mickie's face
had taken on a slightly different look. She was staring at my
bulge, not even thinking about covering herself, and her hand
started to drift towards her crotch. I rubbed my cock through my
jeans, and she moaned, and drove her finger into her pussy.
"Move your hand," I said. "I want to see your pussy."
She pouted, but moved her hand - slightly. "What about
you?" she whined. "Let me see your..."
"My what, Mickie? What do you want to see?" I was teasing
her, but she was too horny to even notice.
"You know! Your... thing. I want to see your thing." She
pouted some more, and stuck her chest out, breathing deeply. I
finally took my eyes off her pussy, and looked at her breasts
straining against her blouse. She was too flat-chested to wear a
bra, and her hard nipples looked wonderful. Her aureoles rose a
bit, then her nipples - large for her age - poked up. I was in
heaven viewing this little girl's half-naked body, and I rubbed
my cock freely, which drove Mickie crazy.
"I want to see your cock!" She pouted again, and rotated
her hips, trying to fuck the air. "Show it to me, please,
Steve?"
"If you want to see it, then take it out." I removed my
hand from my crotch to give her a full view of my bulge, and
shoved my hips forward. Mickie moved towards me, practically
crawling, hands reaching for my cock. She almost tripped, as her
panties were still around her knees. She twisted, kicking them
off in a very unladylike way. I got a full view of her ass, two
little handfuls of perfectly smooth skin.
She reached me quickly, now that she could move her legs
freely, and her hands grabbed my bulge. I almost came then, but
I wanted more of this lttle girl before I did. She fumbled a bit
with my zipper, but determination won, and my cock popped out as
far as my briefs would allow. She almost screamed at that - she
wanted to see my cock in a fierce way. I laughed like hell, and
twisted away from her.
She punched the back of my leg as I walked away, and I
laughed again, looking over my shoulder. I walked into my
bedroom with Mickie not too far behind.
"Damnit!" she said, quite loudly. "Let me see your cock!"
She almost - but not quite - sounded like a grown-up when she
said that, and I chuckled while I rubbed my cock.
I turned to face her, and pulled just the head of my cock
out of my briefs. "If you want to see it, then strip. I want to
see you, too, you know."
Mickie stripped out of her two remaining pieces of clothing
in seconds, tossing her blouse away and dropping her skirt around
her feet. I sucked in some air, and just stood there, looking at
her pert boobs and the tiny patch of hair between her legs. Her
bush was not yet large enough to cover her pussy, and I could
clearly see her lips.
"Steve!" she yelled, snapping me from my revery. She had
placed her hands upon her hips, and cocked her head to one side,
looking like a pissed-off little thirteen-year-old. I smiled,
and removed my shirt slowly. I dropped my pants to the floor,
twisting away so that she couldn't see my bulge or the wet spot
that was growing on the front of my BVD's.
"Damnit!" she yelled again, and I laughed. I turned back
towards her, dropping my shorts on the way. She gasped when she
saw my entire dick, and started rubbing her pussy frantically.
I moved forwards, pulling her hand away from her crotch.
She started to open her mouth to say something, but I grabbed her
and threw her onto my bed. I made sure that my cock brushed her
leg and ass when I grabbed her, and I left some pre-cum on her
left cheek. She looked at me in shock for a second, wiping at
her ass. She looked at the spot of cum on her fingers, then her
eyes glanced down at my cock.
Before she could say or do anything, I jumped onto the bed
next to her, and started tickling her. She giggled, and kicked
and squirmed to get away from me. All this did was cause her
body to brush mine in several strategic places. While trying to
block my hands, her hand brushed my cock, which jumped at the
touch of her.
"Do that again," she said, staring at my crotch.
"If you touch it, maybe it will."
She reached forward, which caused her legs to spread wider.
I couldn't believe her little pussy, all pink and smooth. Her
bush was soaked, and all I wanted to do was lick her into an
orgasm. But I held myself back - for now - and when her hand
touched my cock it twitched, which made her laugh again. She
grabbed my cock suddenly, her small hand barely wrapping around,
and stroked up and down slowly, getting a good feel. She found
my foreskin interesting, and smiled when the head of my cock
popped out.
She did this several times, which was driving me crazy. Her
hands were small, and she was using both of them to stroke me.
After a couple minutes of this, she was breathing hard, and she
let go with one hand which she immediately moved to her pussy. I
grabbed her hand away, and she gave me a look which could kill.
Such an angry look coming from a teenager made me laugh, and I
grabbed her and spun her onto her back with me on top.
She was about to say something, so I leaned forward to kiss
her and keep her quiet. In the process, my cock rubbed against
her pussy for a second. I barely felt her bush, but I could
certainly feel the wetness down there. The girl was soaked, and
I didn't think that an orgasm would be long in coming to her. So
I started kissing her neck, and then down to her tiny breasts,
while making sure that my cock was in constant contact with her
pussy. She started moaning like mad, and I knew that she was
about to come.
But I moved my body away from hers, and she settled down.
She wasn't happy about this, but I didn't want her to come too
quickly. After a minute or two of rubbing her body, I moved my
head down between her thighs. She instinctively spread her legs,
and I caught a good whiff of her pussy. Even with all those
juices flowing, she had a sweet-smelling crotch. I rubbed my
nose around her clit, taking in all the aroma that I could. She
gasped, and thrust her hips off the bed towards my face, and then
she gasped some more.
I decided that I shouldn't let her wait too much longer, so
I started kissing her tiny lips. She twisted back and forth, far
too fast for me to place any stategic kisses. So I put one hand
on her pelvis, forcing her to be still. Then I shot my tongue
out, and licked the inside of her lips several times. She almost
screamed, and drove her hips into my face again. My tongue found
her little clitoris in a second, and she did scream then. Three
or four licks later she came with such intensity that I couldn't
keep her body still. She bucked and thrashed, holding back the
screams.
I rolled away from her, slowly rubbing the inside of her
thighs and her stomach. After a minute she relaxed, breathing
hard but still twitching every few seconds. I smiled, staring at
her trembling body and enjoying the young girl's pleasure of her
first orgasm. She looked over at me, a mixed look of pleasure
and relief on her face.
I leaned forward to hug her, and she embraced me fully,
spreading her legs a bit so that she could caress my cock with
the inside of her thighs. I twisted over onto my back, rolling
her with me so that she would be on top. I rubbed her ass, and
started to slow-fuck her thighs. As much as I wanted to really
fuck this little girl, I didn't want to hurt her when I broke her
hymen. I would save that for another day so that her first
experience would be one of total joy.
She seemed to have ideas though, or at least it seemed that
way. I noticed that Mickie had matched my rhythm, and I was
getting very close to coming. She spread her legs a bit,
shifting her body so that my cock was pressed against her pussy.
She quickened the pace, moaning softly. The feeling of her
soaked pussy rubbing against my cock drove me over the edge, and
I came, showering her ass and the inside of her thighs.
She gave me a strange look, like she was grossed out by the
feeling of my come on her body. But then a look of understanding
came over her, and she smiled. She stopped bucking her hips, and
hugged me. I smiled, and hugged her back while caressing her
tiny butt. All I could think about was the next time she came
over....
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