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it's kind of supposed to. So don't get too hung up on it. Don't know where this came out 
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(I'm Just Mad About) Saffron
Chapter 6, Back to Normal



I couldn't have checked the time. How long had we been there in silent embrace, I 
couldn't tell. Maybe I should have been bored, but I wasn't at all. It felt like now, more 
than any time I had sex, I was being a man. Not just saying it, but meaning it. And I had 
meant everything I had said and done. It's something I didn't even know if I wanted to 
admit. It's such a departure from anything else I had done. Life had seemed so simple for 
me, just learn and fuck, and play baseball. Now I realized that I was fast becoming a man, 
and learning just what that all entailed.

"I've got to go to the little girl's room," Saffron said quietly.

"Oh, uh, okay," I said, for a lack of other words.

"I'll be right back," she said, climbing out of bed and leaving the bedroom. I sighed 
contently, before looking down on my chest. I had streaks of makeup on my chest. I 
looked over at the pillow, and there was more makeup where Saffron had been weeping. 
That sucked. How the hell would I explain this to mom?

I flipped the pillow around, hoping it wouldn't leak onto my other pillow. I have four 
smaller pillows on my bed, two on my side, and two on Saffron's. If two of them had 
become stained, well, cleaning that would be a bitch. Nothing I could have done about it 
then, so I just grabbed some tissues and used a little saliva to try to clean my chest, as 
best I could.

After cleaning, I wondered to myself just what I was going to do, just what there was to 
do. I didn't know how else to think right now. What I had heard affected me down to the 
core. Was there some chance now that things might go back to normal? I couldn't forget 
what I had heard, but could I have carried it around with me all day as she did, or could I 
have acted as though it didn't exist?

"Hey there big boy," Saffron said, standing in my doorway. Her small was body leaning 
against the frame of the door. She hadn't put on any clothes, and was still wearing that 
frilly little black bra, with the matching panties. I looked at her face, seeing what had 
taken so long. She had cleaned off her makeup. "I think I'm ready to double check my 
homework."

I watched her walk into the room, closing the door with a smooth move of her cute little 
backside. And just like that, she was back. She had showed me the real Saffron, and now, 
she was back to the sultry and sensual Saffron. In a blink everything had returned to 
normal. Or maybe just what she wanted to show me.

"Oh, are you sure? I already finished my homework," I said, part of me teasing her, part 
of me testing the waters. I just wanted to brighten up the mood. I didn't want to make her 
feel like she had to because I was there for her. But at the same time, if she wanted me, 
who was I to deny it? I did love her, I was just starting to realize that I loved her equally 
if not more for her personality than for her physically.

"Homework?" she asked, climbing above me. With both of her legs around my hips, I 
could feel the heat of her groin against mine. Sitting up she seemed much bigger to me 
like this, but still had all of the cute and tender feminine features I had fallen for. "Was 
this all just homework?"

"Maybe some of it was more than academic," I said, feeling a rise in my pants. I reached 
down and placed my hands on her hips, feeling the cool skin against my hot hands and 
the lacy frills of her black panties.

"Maybe. Maybe I should just go get my pajamas and we can study some hard, long 
division for the rest of the night?" she asked, reaching over to the side, as if she were to 
leave. I bucked my hips upward, sending her small frame down atop me, her face right 
next to mine. I was just happy I caught her instead of slamming her face down upon 
mine. That was the last thing I needed.

"Oh no. I'm not letting you get away," I said, kissing her once again. I was getting better 
at that. I enjoyed the kiss, enjoyed the happiness that had returned to her face. I wanted 
her here, and now, but after everything it didn't feel right to force her. I just took my time 
and enjoyed our kiss.

She reached down and undid her bra from behind. I closed my eyes and let my hands do 
the walking, grasping on her firm and perky eight year old tits. DD cups on her slender 
frame seemed humongous, and more than filled my small hands. More than that they 
were perky, and soft, just begging me to grab them. Except for the nipples of course, 
which were harder than anything I had known. The small pink nubs only made her 
breasts seem larger. She moaned into my mouth, I knew that her nipples were extra 
sensitive lately. She was getting close to puberty, any day now. She was ready.

She reached down into my pants, freeing my ten inches from their cloth prison. Thank 
god, it was starting to get chaffed in there. It felt so good, pressed against her body and 
mine. I could feel her shaft, still covered by her panties, rubbing against mine. It was only 
half the size, but she was still young. Once she had grown a couple of inches I was 
looking forward to her taking me. Ten years old and I still had a virgin ass. Well I was 
still waiting.

Saffron lowered her body down, slinking her small frame south. She stopped at my lap, 
and went to work. She knew exactly what I liked and went about it in a second. She 
started with long and light licks up and down my shaft, like an ice cream cone. It was so 
good, but so frustrating at the same time. She was teasing the hell out of me, stimulating 
my cock but never actually playing with it. I just wanted her to ram it down her throat, 
but no, she wouldn't do that. I was already aching and as hard as steel.


I nearly jumped feeling her lips wrap themselves around the tip of my shaft. She flicked 
her tongue out, lapping up my precum like a cat drinking water. She knew just how to get 
my engine running. She cupped my balls, feeling them in her hand like she was 
examining grapes. God it was so frustrating. I felt like I was about to cum a mile.

Her mouth dipped down, slowly slurping and sucking on my head. It felt so crazy, like 
my whole body was cumming, focused entirely on the head of my cock. I grunted, I 
groaned, she was an expert like no other. Way better than any of the other girls that have 
sucked me off. Her warm and wet mouth wrapped around my cock, taking it deeper, past 
her lips, and down her throat. It never ceased to amaze me how far she could manage to 
get my cock down her small throat. She couldn't quite swallow my entire sword, but she 
never disappointed. Her tongue never ceased its work either, constantly wrapping around 
my cock and running wildly across the underbelly. Oh god I was going, I was getting 
there, nearly done, almost…

"MMM," she said, pulling her mouth up.

"Huh?" I looked at her, surprised. I was just getting into it. This girl was going to give me 
a heart attack.

"I'm ready," she said, climbing up on the bed.

"Already? I didn't even, do you," I said, somewhat awestruck. It wasn't like I needed to 
do it, but I knew I had my obligation as a man. I had begun to understand them all too 
well lately.

"Homework's over big boy," She said, standing above me on the bed. She pulled down 
her panties slowly, exposing her equally hard, if not equally sized, cock pointing upward. 
I could see the damp spot on her panties. She was already wet. "And I owe you one," she 
said, before kicking the panties across the room. 

"Just one thing," she said dropping down on the bed beside me. I looked at her cockeyed 
as she just lay there on her hands and knees. "I want you to take me from behind."

"Yes ma'am," I said, scrambling to get up. If this was what she wanted, right now, I was 
going to give it to her. It was kind of awkward to even contemplate because of my raging 
hard on, but I managed. I reached my hands down, feeling the silky smooth bald mound 
of her pussy, save for the engorged cock poking out. She was soaking wet, dripping on 
my hands and down her legs. Even her cock looked like it was leaking precum. 

"What are you waiting for?" she asked impatiently. What was I waiting for? I was 
hesitating. Well she had teased me, now it was my turn to tease her a little bit. It wasn't 
the truth but it was something. I rubbed the head of my cock against her velvety smooth 
pussy lips. It wasn't just that she's tight, which she was, or that she's always so willing, 
which she was. She just felt the best, the softest and smoothest girl I had ever felt. It was 
like having sex with an angel.

All right, enough talking. It was time. I grabbed on her hips, feeling the soft skin of her 
plump little rump and simply plunged in. I closed my eyes, savoring the feelings. No 
matter what, I just loved the feeling, how wet and tight and perfect she was. It was tight 
but never too tight of a squeeze. Quite the opposite, no matter what, she always seemed 
to want to take me deeper and deeper with every sway of her body. 

I leaned over her body, half of my cock easily filling her up. I could hear her moaning 
and groaning beneath me, she really did want it badly. I grasped onto her breasts from 
behind, feeling her heaving bosom between my fingers. It only made her breasts seem all 
that much bigger, and so much larger, thanks to gravity. I did love her tits.

I grunted, feeling her body press hard against mine. She had wanted my cock so badly 
she had slammed onto me. It felt great, but I didn't expect that. Not that I complained for 
a moment. I quickly jumped into gear and began to fuck her in earnest. 

My cock throbbing, inside of her pussy, my hands, covered in sweat grasping and 
clutching onto her breasts, my mouth kissing and sucking on her neck, just like she liked, 
her cock flapping against her chest, we made furious love. It was a never ending orgy of 
flesh upon flesh, pressed hard against soaking wet juice. We grunted and groaned in 
unison, neither one of us seemed to want to cum. The moment was too perfect, too grand. 
Exhaustion was never an issue. We were filled with a childish energy that knew no 
bounds. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, almost unthinkable. It was a constant 
cycle of passionate lovemaking, the kind of which I had never experienced in all of my 
days and nights in bed.

I could feel Saffron's little body tremble and quake beneath mine. I knew that she was 
cumming, and savored the feeling. Her body clamped down against my cock, quivering 
as she came. She always looked so pretty when she climaxed, I wished I could see her 
face as it twisted and contorted in unimaginable pleasure. I just clutched onto her breasts, 
and continued to pound away at her. I was so close, I knew it, and her pussy was milking 
my cock. Speaking of cocks, I could feel hers explode under me, coating my hand and 
my sheets in her thick girl cum. I grabbed a copious amount and used it as lubrication 
while grabbing her breasts.

I grunted, I groaned I shuddered as I felt my orgasm overtime me. I nearly collapsed as 
my mind was reeling. I must have cum buckets inside of her slender frame. I wondered if 
I hadn't filled her stomach up, but she had never complained, not once. I thought I would 
lose consciousness from the intense bliss ripping through my body. Over and over I 
spurted more and more semen into Saffron's little body beneath me, still trembling in the 
aftershocks of her orgasm.

With one final grunt we I collapsed on Saffron, and she on my bed. I didn't even want to 
pull out, I was so exhausted, but I managed to. I turned over on my bed, looking at the 
cute face of my girl next to me. She had started to doze on me. I smiled at her. She had a 
glow about her that I loved. She looked even cuter as she sucked her thumb in her sleep. 
Everything seemed back to normal, all at once. 

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