The Seduction of Mia

a Story by Varangian

March, 2005

Mia stood by the fence looking into the playground, arms folded across her chest.� Not yet thirteen and having just recently experienced her first period, she was very self-conscious of sexual changes and disturbing urges that left her upset and confused, hence the folded arms that concealed modest breasts.

�Down in the dumps?� I asked, approaching her from behind and placing both hands on her shoulders.

She turned to face me, and with a wan smile nodded.

�I suppose you�re tired of being told that you�re going through a phase,� I said.

�What does that mean, Tod?� she asked.� �I hear it all the time.�

�I�m sure you have an inkling, Mia.� Look at those girls on the merry-go-round.� They�re about ten and seem not to have a care in the world.� And over there near the tree � that girl is perhaps sixteen and she appears to be self-confident as she talks with the boy.� They�re probably flirting.�

�I�m not like them,� she groused.

�Of course you aren�t.� You�re in between, developing into a woman, but you aren�t there yet.� That�s the phase people talk about.� You find it difficult, I know, but it will only last a year or two.� I�ll help you through it if you want.�

�Like how?�

�I can teach you things.�

�You mean sex?�� She frowned at me.

�I can teach you how to speak and behave like an adult, about cultural things, about how boys think.� And yes, about sex.� I�ll teach you as much as you want to learn.�

She glanced again at the playground, at the older girl who was laughing with the boy.

�I wish I was grown up,� she muttered.

�I can help you along, Mia, but only if you want me to.�

She looked at me for a moment then nodded.

* * *

My offer was not entirely altruistic, because I had a selfish agenda.� Mia, a pretty blonde, was tall for her age.� She stood 5�3� and weighed 110 lbs.� I had seen her recently in a bathing suit, a bikini, and was struck by her lovely body, which was slender yet well fleshed.� The words �fresh� and �ripe� describe her perfectly.� I decided then that I wanted to be the one to introduce her to sex.

If not me, it would be some clumsy boy, and probably soon, because Janice, her mother, in a sense encouraged the girl to have sex.� That was not Janice�s intent, of course, but what is a girl to think when her mother insists that she take birth control pills?

�It�s better to be safe, Tod,� Janice explained.� �You know I don�t have the time to supervise her as a mother should.�

Janice was a lawyer with ambitious career goals, which meant that Mia was frequently on her own.� This was especially true now that school was out for the Summer.� Being a teacher, I too was free to pursue my goal of seducing the girl.� I had cancelled a scheduled European vacation for that reason.

Janice and her daughter occupied a spacious condominium of the third floor of our building.� I had a smaller one on the second.� The woman frequently visited me at night for bouts of extremely vigorous sex during which she invariably surrendered herself to orgasms without inhibition, crying out.� Although we fucked two or three times a week, we were not lovers, although we were friends and I often had dinner with her and Mia.� I did not mind being her stud, much as another man might be her accountant, because the sex was very good and regular.� She was not interested in marriage, having endured a disastrous one with Mia�s father, who had disappeared somewhere.

With Janice�s approval I began to spend time with Mia, escorting her to museums, art galleries and afternoon matinees

�Keep her busy, Tod,� Janice told me.� �You know she likes you, and this way she won�t get involved with boys.�

�She will eventually,� I replied.

�Yes, I know, but I hope to put it off for as long as possible.�

�Then why did you put her on the pill?�

�You never can tell what might happen, Tod, and I don�t want to take chances.�

* * *

�Do you have sex with Mom?� Mia asked me a couple of weeks after our chat at the playground.

It was her first mention of the �s� word since then.� I had not raised the matter either, nor had I touched her inappropriately.

�Yes.� She and I are good friends.�

�That�s what friends do together?�

�Some do, but not always.� You wouldn�t have sex with a friend, at least not until you�re older, and you probably wouldn�t go all the way at first.�

�Then why does Mom make me take those pills?�

�As a precaution, Mia.� She�s worried that you might get involved with a boy and not know how to handle the situation.�

�I don�t think so!�

�You mean you know how to deal with boys?�

�No.� I don�t want to have a boy friend.� Are you still going to teach me about that?�

�Yes, when you�re ready.

We were sitting at a table in the zoo�s concession area.� After we finished eating we intended to return home.

�How do you have sex with someone without going all the way?� she asked.

�I�m surprised you don�t already know, Mia.� Don�t the kids at school talk about such things?�

�I have a rough idea, but I don�t really understand it.� It�s scary.�

�Well,� I said, �it can be as simple as kissing and some touching.� Or it can be much more serious, like going to bed together and giving each other orgasms.

She emitted a nervous giggle.

�You know about orgasms, of course,� I continued.� �You must give them to yourself.�

She blushed, her eyes opened widely, then blurted out, �How do you know that!�

I smiled and placed a hand atop hers.� �I just assume so, because most girls and boys your age do it.�

�Did you?�

�Yes.�

�Did Mom?�

I nodded. ��Probably.� I didn�t know her then.�

�Do you and Mom give each other orgasms?�

�Yes.�

�Do you go all the way?�

�Yes, we do, and we enjoy it very much.�

She gazed at me with parted lips then looked aside.

�Time to go home?� I asked.

She nodded and without a word stood and walked away.� I hurried to catch up with her.� She remained silent during our ride back.� I didn�t seek to resume the conversation, because I knew she was trying to digest what was, in fact, her first lesson in sex.

* * *

�

Janice came to visit that evening, shortly before midnight after Mia had gone to bed.� We calmly undressed, kissed and I offered to eat her out.

�Lie next to me,� she said.� �Let�s talk first.�

�Do you have a problem?�

�Yeah.� I have to go to Berlin on business, and I may be away for a couple of weeks. �Ideally, I�d take Mia and you along and you could watch after her, but the firm refuses to bear the cost.�

�So you have to park Mia somewhere.�

�Yes.� Do you have any suggestions?�

I thought a moment then hit upon a wonderful idea.

�Send her to camp.� You know � the one on the lake where my cabin is.� I�ll stay at the cabin and be nearby in case there�s any problem, like a broken leg or something.�

�You could visit her, too.� That sounds splendid!�

I leaned half atop her and said against her lips, �I�ll arrange it tomorrow.�

�Thanks, Tod.� Now about your earlier offer . . .�

I kissed down her lithe body and proceeded to eat her out the way she liked it, the way she had taught me.� I wondered if Mia had much pubic hair as I worked on her mother, whose bush was considerable.� After awhile my ministrations began to have an effect.� She squirmed against my face and started moaning.

�Yes!� she gasped.� �Yes!�

A spasm then shook her body and she squealed in orgasm. I was quickly atop her, sliding my long, fat cock into the tightness before she came down from her high.� We had done this numerous times in the past.

�Oh, god!� she cried and fucked back at me.

We kissed as we fucked, sloppily, trading spit.� I pounded her hard and fast as I knew she liked it, relishing the tight slickness on my cock.� We fucked for some minutes before her gasping, irregular breathing signaled the onset of an orgasm.� She surrendered to it, shouting into my mouth.� Then she went limp, and I slowed the thrusts to savor my own pleasure, which quickly arrived.

After I rolled off the woman she leaned down to take my flagging cock into her mouth.

�You really like the taste of that messy prick, don�t you?� I remarked.

She nodded her head without interrupting the sucking.� I grew hard again in her mouth, after which she climbed atop me and sat down on the ready cock.� This second go lasted over half an hour, during which she experienced at least three more orgasms.� It ended with the exhausted woman lying heavily upon me as I spewed into her.

It was an established routine that left both of us quite satisfied.� We rarely varied the pattern, although she had on occasion blown me all the way and several times I had fucked her ass.

As usual, she dozed off beside me.� I lay awake thinking of Mia.� I wondered whether the girl would respond favorably to my attempt at seduction or if she would be offended.� I resolved to be cautious.

* * *

� I watched as Mia packed a duffle bag in her bedroom.

�So,� I said, �your mother is off to Germany and you to camp.� The drive should take about two hours..�

�I won�t like sleeping in a room full of other kids,� she groused.

�You�ll be sleeping in my cabin, Mia, because I could only get you in for day camping.� Otherwise they�re full.�

�I�ll be sleeping with you?� You didn�t tell me that before!�

Her pretty face betrayed panic.� I stepped forward and placed a hand on her bare upper arm, the touch of the soft flesh exciting me.

�Not with me,� I assured her.� �There are two mattresses in the sleeping loft.� I�ll pull them far apart.� We could even pile something between them if you like.�

She seemed relieved, then grinned.� �I�m sorry.� I thought you meant we�d go to bed together.�

I laughed.� �I never go to bed with a girl I�ve never even kissed.�

She hunched her shoulders cutely.� �I�ve never kissed anyone but Mom.�

�May I kiss you?� I asked.� �Maybe you�d like to practice.�

�Does that mean I�ll have to go to bed with you, Tod?�� She was being playful.

�Not at all.�

She stepped forward, into my embrace, and we pressed our lips together.� I felt the heft of the lovely girl in my arms, the warm substance of her well-fleshed torso.� As we lingered at the kiss she experimented, eventually meeting the tip of my tongue with hers.� We stared into each other�s eyes, hers beautifully azure.�� I ran a hand under her upper garment to fondle the flesh of her back.� I then kissed down her neck to the juncture with her shoulder.� She suddenly stepped back, disturbed by the growing intimacy.

�I�m sorry,� I said.� �I got carried away.� I really like you, you know.�

She looked flustered, yet I detected a measure of excitement in her face.

�That�s how guys kiss?� she asked in a small, soprano voice.

�Can you imagine it becoming even more intense?�

She nodded her head.� �That might get scary,� she whispered.

�I�d like to kiss you a lot, Mia � if you�ll let me.� I�ll never do anything that frightens you.�

She gave me a sly grin, one that indicated she had an inkling of what might develop between us.

�I like kissing you, Tod,� she said, then turned to resume her packing.

She was obviously pondering the marked turn our relationship had taken with that kiss.� Deciding not to pressure her, I left the room.

* * *

�You remember this place,� I said.� �You spent a weekend here two summers ago with me and your mother.�

�Yeah, but I wasn�t nervous that time.�

�That�s because you were still a little kid who didn�t have any sexual thoughts.� Now you�re older, and you�re worried about being alone with a guy.�

�A guy who kissed me.�

�We kissed each other, Mia.� Didn�t you enjoy it?�

She bit her lip and nodded.� �How do you know when to stop?� she asked.

�You tell me.� I�ll always stop if you say so.�

She gave me a devilish grin.� �And if I don�t say anything?�

�You�ll be very surprised.�

She laughed, turned and ran toward the small A-frame that I had inherited from my father.

�Do you still have that boat?� she called from thirty yards away.

�Yes.� It�s in storage.� I�ll pick it up this afternoon.�

Over the next hour we opened up the place, dusted and cleaned it out.� Then we sat on an old sofa with cans of Coke in hand.� I struggled not to ogle her lovely, long thighs that flattened against the cushion.� Still not tanned in early summer, they were pale and soft looking. I could imagine licking them � and more.� Her bare, rounded tummy also caught my attention.� The sleeveless upper garment concealed small breasts.

�Why are you looking at me?� she asked, but not crossly.

�I delight in gazing at beautiful things � sunsets, flowers, babies, and you.�

�You think I�m beautiful, Tod?�

�You�re physically beautiful as well as inside, where it really counts.�

With teeth on lower lips she blushed.� �I like you too,� she said almost in a whisper.

We stared into each other�s eyes for a long while, moving our upper bodies ever closer, until our lips met.� I placed my drink on a side table, then took hers and disposed of it as well.� We embraced tightly as the kiss grew increasingly intense, our tongues becoming fully engaged.� The edge of my hand brushed against her breast, feeling the small softness, but I resisted cupping it.� I ran my lips across her cheek, down her neck, then up again to tongue her ear.

�Please!� she exclaimed, but did not pull away.

I stopped at once and sat straight on the couch.� Her face was full of excitement � and worry.

�You�re trying to make out with me,� she said, but not angrily.

�You know about that?�

�Yeah.� One of the girls in my class does it all the time with her boy friend.�

�She�s older?�

�Yeah, almost fourteen.�

�I stopped when you asked me,� I said.

She grinned.� �What would you have done next?�

�Do you want me to show you?�

Her eyes grew large and her mouth gaped.� Still, she leaned into another embrace.� As we resumed kissing I cupped her left breast.� I sensed that she held her breath for a moment but she did not protest. It was a small tit with a swollen knob on the tip of it.� I reached under her upper garment to feel the lovely, immature thing properly.

�I, I think we should stop,� she whispered against my lips.

I sat up straight again with hands in lap.

�Are you getting too excited?� I asked.

She nodded.� Her breathing was uneven.

�I�m excited too, Mia.� Perhaps we shouldn�t kiss any more for a while.�

�Will we do it later?� she asked, anxiously.

�Do you want to?�

She nodded again.� �I like kissing you, Tod, and also the touching.� But it�s scary.� I don�t know what comes next.�

I placed a hand on her near knee and ran my palm up her soft, pale thigh to the hem of her shorts.� The girlish face opened in surprise, but before she could say anything I stood.

�I�ll go get the boat now,� I said.� �You can take a nap while I�m gone.�

* * *

Things had gone faster than I expected.� Mia was obviously curious about sex, and she felt she had as an instructor a reliable guy whom she liked.� After returning with the boat, I floated it and went into the cabin for a serious discussion with her.

She lay on the couch asleep.� Because her right hand was inserted into her shorts, I assumed that she had been masturbating.� I knelt beside her and kissed an unblemished cheek

�Wake up, darling,� I whispered, pulling her hand from beneath the shorts.

Her eyes popped open then she smiled broadly.� I raised the hand to my face and sniffed the fingers.� She had indeed been masturbating.

�You�ve been touching yourself,� I said.

She blushed deeply, an anxious expression twisting her pretty face.� I sucked on the middle finger.

�Is it because I got you too excited?� I asked.

She bit her lip and gave a small nod.

�We need to talk about sex, sweetheart, because we�re getting really involved.� I don�t know how far you want to go, but it�s gotten to the point where we�re touching ourselves for relief.� I did so before I went to get the boat.�

�You did?�

�Yes. We have to decide what we�re going to do, darling.� At least I want to touch you and give you an orgasm when you get excited.� There�s no reason you have to do it to yourself.�

�It�s getting scary, Tod!�

�Maybe we should stop kissing.�

�No!� You can touch me.� I�d like that.�

I placed a hand on her near thigh high up at the hem of the shorts.� I leaned down to kiss and lick the softness of the thigh�s inner flesh.� I could smell her arousal.� Then I placed my face close to hers.

�I love you, Mia, even though I�m more than twice your age.�

I was five years younger than her mother.

�I love you too, Tod. �I won�t tell anyone.�

Kneeling on the floor I kissed her lips tenderly and slipped a hand beneath the halter to fondle a small breast.� With arms tightly around my neck she responded passionately.� I licked her neck, tongued an ear, then pushed the halter up to expose a lovely tit with its prominent knob of areola and nipple.� When I sucked on it she grasped my head and moaned.� She allowed me to remove the garment.� Her breasts were small, pale cones of flesh surmounted by roseate knobs.� I suckled each in turn before kissing down to her belly and tonguing her navel.

�Please don�t!� she exclaimed when I sought to pull down her shorts.

So I masturbated the excited girl through the fabric, causing her young face to grimace in growing arousal.

A spasm jolted her body that pushed against my fingers.� �Oh, Tod!� she cried.

We traded small pecks on each other�s face as she calmed down.� Then I rose, went to the bathroom and whacked off into the toilet bowl.� When I returned I saw that she had put the halter back on.� She looked at me sheepishly.

�Did you touch yourself again?� she asked.

�Yes.� Now we�re both relieved.� Let�s fix supper.�

* * *

That night we slept together on a mattress in the sleeping loft.� Mia insisted on keeping her panties on, even though it was so dark that we could not see each other from close up.� We stayed awake for a long time, kissing for the most part.� But I also slavered her soft body from toes to head, nuzzling her panty-clad groin with my face, breathing deeply the girlish aroma.� We embraced with me atop her, rubbing our bodies together while kissing.� I masturbated her three times with my hand in her panties, fingers at her crack not feeling much hair.� I whacked off twice in the darkness with my free hand on her pussy, but I did not ask her to touch my cock.� She was not yet ready for that.

In the morning I awoke first and beheld her loveliness as she slept, curled up on her side, thumb in mouth.� Her long, pale legs were exquisite, calves and thighs shapely and in perfect proportion to her well-fleshed torso.� I wanted to fondle her, but it was bright in the loft and I feared I would embarrass her with my nakedness.� I picked up my shirt and shorts, went down and called up to her from the main room.

�Time to get up, sweetheart!�

She eventually peered over the loft�s railing and smiled at me.� I could see her immature tits.� She dressed and joined me in the kitchenette, where we enjoyed a lingering kiss before fixing breakfast.

�It was so nice last night,� she said.� �I suppose that was as much as we can do before going all the way.�

�There�s a lot more before that, darling, but are you thinking about going all the way?�

�Of course I�m thinking about it, Tod.� But that�s really scary.� What else haven�t we done?�

�Getting naked together for starters.�

�I was almost naked last night.�

�It�s up to you, sweet heart.� You decide how fast we go.� Have you taken your pill?� It�s time that I ride you over to the camp.�

�Are we going by boat?�

�Sure.� It�s quicker that way.�

She looked no more or less than a beautiful twelve year old as she sat in the bow with flaxen hair blowing in the wind.�� It would be just a matter of time before we became full lovers, I knew � as did she.� My only qualm was the legal risk to myself.� Janice was very broad minded about sex, and she had surrendered her virginity at an age not much older than Mia�s.� But I could not be certain that she would approve, or at least turn a blind eye to what was going on between me and her daughter.� I decided to press on, however, despite the danger.

After registering Mia at the camp I returned to my cabin where I fussed about doing repairs and clearing brush.� Time dragged painfully in the girl�s absence

* * *

�You want us to get naked?� Are you sure?� I asked.

She stood before me clad just in panties, her sexual allure accentuated by the cotton fabric of the garment that pulled into her labia.� Her pale thighs were magnificent, shapely and soft looking, the flesh closing in slightly near the groin.� I touched her rounded belly then covered both small breasts with my hands, feeling the swollen knobs against my palms.

�I�ve, ah, never seen a guy.� she responded.

I pushed down my shorts to expose a proud cock.� She gasped.

�It�s so big!�

�Touch it,� I suggested.

She extended a tentative hand and grasped my pole awkwardly.� She giggled.� �That feels funny!�

�I�ll explain how it works later,� I said.

I knelt in front of her, nuzzled her belly and pulled down the panties.� Small hairs curled around the labia and a modest triangular tuft grew above the slit.� Her clit hood extended dramatically.� I pressed my mouth to kiss those nether lips and encircle the hood with my own.

�What are you doing?� she exclaimed.

�I�m going to lick on you, Mia.� It�s called oral sex, and it is the last thing one does before going all the way.�

�I�ve heard of it,� she mumbled.� �Older girls at school do it with their boy friends.�

�You mean they suck their guys?�

�Yeah.� I don�t know about that.�

�For starters I�ll do it for you.� Sit down on the couch.�

She sat and allowed me to spread her fresh young legs widely apart.� I kissed up an inner thigh then parted her pussy lips to inspect the vagina.� The small opening was guarded by a thin membrane, irregularly circular� � her hymen.� She made a small noise when I tongued it, the tip penetrating a bit.� I lapped up the pussy to attack the protuberant clit, sucking on it, licking the thing until she squirmed and pressed her girlish thighs against my cheeks.

�Oh, Tod! It feels so good!�

I continued lapping and sucking.� Her whiny groans increased.

�Oh, Tod, Tod!� she cried before throwing a leg over my head and squeezing it as her body went rigid.

I felt suffocated, but I was delighted that the girl surrendered to her orgasm, like her mother.� She relaxed and released my head.

�That was awesome!� she exclaimed.� �I knew sex was fun, but I never thought it would be like this!�

After I sat beside her on the couch she snuggled to me.

�Do you lick on Mom?� she asked.

�Yes, and she sucks me in return.� Sometimes we do it at the same time.�

�Do I have to?�� She frowned.

�Not at all.�

�What does it taste like?�

I jacked my ridged cock, bringing forth a lubricious dollop.� After smearing my fore finger with it, I sucked the digit.� She stared at me with wide eyes and mouth open.� I smeared the finger again then offered it to her.� Following a moment�s hesitation she extended her tongue and licked the stuff off.� She looked at me and shrugged.� I jacked my cock again, producing another drop that clung to the knob�s slit.

�Suck it off,� I suggested.

She immediately leaned down and licked the end of my dick.� Then she put her lips around the knob and sucked.

�Keep doing that, darling.� Don�t stop!�

Despite the rasping of her teeth on my sensitive flesh, I soon reached the point of no return.

�A lot of stuff will shoot into your mouth,� I warned.� �Close your throat!�

With fingers in her flaxen hair holding her head steady I came ecstatically into the sucking mouth.� She expelled the stuff out as fast as I shot, and it ran down my shaft.

When finished spewing, I released her head, and she spat on my belly then spat again.

She looked up at me with messy lips, strands of cum connecting them.

�Does Mom really do this?� she asked then spat again.

�Was it so awful, sweet heart?� You gave me enormous pleasure, just like I gave you.�

�But I didn�t shoot goo into your mouth.�

�If it upsets you, I won�t ask you to do it again.�

�That�s all right, Tod.� I don�t really mind.� I�ll get used to it.�

�Now we�ve done just about everything before going all the way,� I announced.

�Just about?�

�You wouldn�t be interested in what�s left.�

�What is it?� Did you and Mom do it?

�Yes, a few times.� It�s not something you�d enjoy.�

�But you would?�

�Yes, sweetheart.� It�s something selfish.�

�What is it?�

I hesitated a moment before answering.� �Putting my cock in your behind.�

She convulsed in loud laughter.� �No way!� she exclaimed.

�I�m not asking, you know.�

�Mom let you do it?�

�Only when she�d had too much wine to drink.�

�I don�t drink.�

�Of course, darling.�

She rose from the couch and went to the bathroom.� The rear view of her naked body was stunning.� Sumptuous, yet slender, shapely legs extended below rather large butt cheeks.� The waist was well fleshed, although her hips were straight as a boy�s.� Her back fascinated me in a way I could not understand.� Perhaps it was her shoulders, which were a bit wide.� I had fucked grown women of less physical stature.� Yet, when she returned, facing me, the girlish face and immature tits revealed her true age.

�Does it hurt?� she asked.

�Does what hurt?�

�Sticking your thing in my behind.�

�Not if you relax completely.�

�You mean I have to be drunk,� she stated.

�It helps, at least the first time.�

Standing before me as I sat on the couch, she gazed into my face then stepped closer.� I encircled her waist with my arms and pressed my face to her rounded belly.� I could not get enough of the girl!� She fondled my head.

�Get me drunk tonight,� she said.� �I like what we�re doing.�

* * *

At supper she drank half a bottle of cheap cabernet with our hamburgers and became quite tipsy.� I held her steady with an arm as we climbed up to the loft, a jar of Vaseline in my other hand.� It was not yet dusk, so I could appreciate the sight of her well-fleshed beauty.� She collapsed on the mattress.

�Please lick on me first,� she asked then closed her eyes.

I went down on her, and with a greasy thumb probed her butt as I ate her out.� When her orgasm finally arrived, she went absolutely wild, squirming and shouting.� After she calmed down I rolled her onto her stomach and beheld the luscious target � glorious thighs and ample butt cheeks.� I lowered my body between the spread legs and probed with my slick cock.� She had dozed off, but she awoke when I popped my knob past her sphincter.� I slowly pressed in all the way.

�God, Tod!� You�re filling me up!� she exclaimed.

�Are you all right?� I asked.

�Yeah!� It really feels weird!�

I fucked her ass in short strokes, hoping to come quickly as possible.� The soft thighs pressing mine and the feel of her butt against me hastened my climax.� I reached my hands around her to cup small tits, then after a couple of long strokes I spewed, yelling out.

�That wasn�t so bad,� she murmured after I withdrew.

Her ass hole was a gaping rictus.� I watched, spreading her butt cheeks, as it gradually closed to a tight wrinkled spot.� She had fallen into an alcohol-induced slumber during my inspection and did not feel my hand caressing the backs of her lovely thighs.� I was pleased that she had not experienced discomfort.� I felt less guilty because of that.� Later, after dark, I went outside and washed my shitty cock in the lake.

* * *

�I�m not scared anymore,� she told me the next morning, �at least not about sex.�

�But I still have to teach you about guys,� I responded.� �They can be very mean.�

�I know, Tod.� I�ve heard about that from older girls.� I don�t want a boy friend yet, except for you.�

�I�m too old for you now, darling.� Maybe in five or six years we�ll be able to date � and who knows?�

�We can have sex in secret until then.� Mom won�t notice.� She doesn�t care what I do.�

�She cares a lot about you, sweet heart.� It�s just that her job takes up all her time.�

�Still, I won�t tell her.� I won�t tell anyone.� Do I have to go to camp today?�

�You don�t want to?� Why?�

�I want to stay with you.� I, ah, want to go all the way.�

�Are you sure, darling?� You know it will hurt.�

�I don�t care.� I liked the feel of you inside me.� I want to do it the right way this time.�

We were at the table having breakfast � naked.� I rose and went around to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.� She looked up at my face, then at the hard cock that almost touched her face. Leaning forward, she kissed the tip of it.

�Let�s do it,� I said, and she immediately got to her feet.

Upstairs on a mattress I ate her out once more.� Her slit oozed lubrication as she wriggled and groaned in response to my ardent attention.� When she finally bucked and cried out, I was quickly upon her, my cock pressing at her opening and breaking through with remarkable ease.� I worked half way in staring at her pretty face which grimaced slightly.

�Are you all right?� I asked.

�It doesn�t hurt too much,� she responded.

I pushed all the way in until our bellies touched.� She ran hands up and down my arms, then thrust up at me.� We began to fuck.� I was amazed that she did not just lie unmoving and passively endure the discomfort.

�I love you inside me!� she gasped

�Seven inches deep,� I responded.

�I�m sore.� Please hurry.�

I twisted my head to kiss her, and as we traded spit I began to spew into her girlish twat.

Later, I inspected the damage.� She had not bled much, although the sheet was ruined.� Her vagina was a bloody mess, the hymen ripped away.� I ate her out again, and she responded as before.

�I love you, Tod!� she exclaimed after I raised my smeared face to look at her.

I lay beside the girl and enfolded her in my arms, in which she dozed off, her face nuzzled against my neck.� I pondered the consequences of the successful seduction, but the warm heft of the half-grown girl in my arms dispelled worry.� She was a smart one who had promised not to tell.

For the remainder of our stay at the cabin Mia spent little time camping across the lake.� We fucked everyday day, and sometimes twice, despite her soreness.� She insisted on it.� I grew accustomed to her naked flesh, every pore of which I explored with mouth and tongue.� Sex became a delightful routine for us.

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�God!� I needed that!�

Janice dismounted to lie beside me.� She had been especially loud.

�You didn�t find a diversion in Germany?� I asked.

�Just one, but he turned out to be an absolute pig.� He wouldn�t go down on me and only wanted to fuck my ass.� How about you?� Did you get lucky while I was away?�

�It�s more difficult for guys, Janice.� I had to keep myself company.�

She kissed my cheek. ��Poor baby.� Do you want me to suck you hard?� I would enjoy another go.�

�I doubt I�ll come again, but sure.� I�d like to fuck you all night, if you didn�t have to go back to Mia.�

�I can spend the night, Tod.� Mia knows where I am.� She�s a big girl now, after all.�

�So, ah, she�s told you about the boy?� I don�t know the particulars, but I could tell right away what happened.�

�Did you meet him?� Mia said that he was too cute to resist.�

�Just once.� He�s a hairless blonde kid with a pretty face and a gorgeous body.�

She squeezed my cock.� �Sounds like he tempted you as well.�

�I can�t deny it.� Were I ten or twelve years younger . . .�

�Have you ever sucked a cock?�

�No.� I should have experimented more when I was that boy�s age.� Now I�m too old.�

�Yeah.� I know.� The law is tough on pedophiles.�

�I�m not a pedophile, Janice!� I must admit, though, that he was sexually appealing.�

�Mia said he has a large cock, although that doesn�t mean much, because she�s never seen another for comparison.�

�Some boys can be rather big.� I was at thirteen.�

�She also said that it didn�t hurt very much.� They fucked a dozen times while at camp.�

�So, now she has a boy friend.� You�ll have to get used to it, Janice.� You�re largely responsible, you know.� Mia probably wouldn�t have gone all the way, if she were not on the pill.�

�The boy doesn�t live around here, Tod.� They�ll probably never meet again.� Now I�m worried about her fooling around with other guys.�

�I�ll keep an eye on her, if you want, but you know there�ll be no stopping her now.�

�Would you please, Tod?� At least until she returns to school.� Maybe you can tell her about boys and what to expect.�

�I�ll do that.� Why don�t the three of us go on a picnic this weekend?�

�I wish I could, but I have to fly to LA on business.� You take her.�

�I shall, Janice.� I�ll keep her busy.�

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