“That felt so good!” he said, withdrawing from her mouth. His cock remained rigid in front of her and she watched it, bewitched by its size and the way her saliva dripped from it into the stream. She soaped her hands again and gently caressed his balls, cleaning him with her innocent charm, exploring, testing and teasing. Her tiny fingers wrapped around his balls, feeling their elasticity and movement while Frank stood, tense, waiting for the pain of her misplaced enthusiasm. She soaped her hands again and slid her fingers under his sack, along the crease of his buttocks and back again as she found his anus. A fingernail scraped against his anus and he jumped, steadying himself against a rock but smiling to encourage her to continue. She spent the next few minutes cleaning and double-checking his cock as her little fingers explored.
“Breakfast?” she asked.
Again he smiled but wondered what on earth she was thinking as his soapy cock jutted out, utterly rigid, pining for her attention above his aching balls. She turned, grabbed the towel and soap and carefully walked out of the water and onto the track. He followed, the sight of her buttocks not quite making up for his disappointment and the feeling that his odds calculation was again totally wrong.
As she passed the cushions she turned to Frank and nodded at the mattress. “If I get my brush could you do my hair?”
“Sure.”
She returned in a minute and sat crossed legged facing away from Frank before she handed him the brush. Starting at the ends, he brushed and fluffed her hair, noting the way it parted and fell. She rested her arms on his legs and smiled up at him as he labored away. The sun was stronger now and helped to dry her hair as he worked, brushing continually at her long blonde locks.
“You’re good at this,” she said. He was about to reply when he saw her fingers move towards her chest and was reasonably sure, without looking over her shoulder, that she was playing with her nipples. He put the brush down and kneaded her scalp a little. “Oh that’s so nice Frank,” she said dreamily.
“It’s almost dry you know.”
“Thanks.”
“So what do you want for breakfast?” he asked, tossing the brush on top of her towel.
“How about an early morning massage?” she suggested with a radiant smile, stretching her naked little body out onto the mattress face down. Her teeth had dazzled him and he thought about the warmth and cleanliness of her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips that he had kissed so many times the previous day and how her mouth had accommodated his cock just minutes ago.
Frank was about to complain when he wondered whether this might be her way of an invitation to better things, so he complied and decided that if nothing happened in five minutes he would go inside and make breakfast anyway. His cock wasn’t quite as unsure as he was, once again throbbing at the sight of the stretched-out little girl with the tiny, tight buttocks and brilliant blonde hair, now lying down on his standby mattress. His heart thumped as she pulled her long hair to one side and turned her face to the left, catching a quick glance in his direction before closing her eyes. Even her feet seemed to be spotless with pale soles and slightly tanned toes. He slid down towards her and straddled her waist so he could reach her shoulders. He didn’t want to put all his weight on her back and squatted a little above her as he rubbed his thumbs into her shoulder blades.
“Mmm, that’s nice,” she said. Frank looked towards the trees then back to the house. He hadn’t sensed any particular presence but wanted the peace of mind if he was about to have sex outdoors with a girl who he believed to be underage. It was quiet all around except for the sounds of nature and a very occasional rushing sound from the stream below.
Her skin was tight, devoid of fat or wrinkles, warm but not hot. He pushed the folds of tanned skin around her neck upwards gently, kneading around her shoulders carefully, prolonging the massage even though he was so anxious to move lower. His thumbs raked along the side of her spine, pushing together at each vertebrae, exploring the kinks and humps of her body as his hands detoured briefly to confirm that this his cock was still rock hard.
He shifted down slightly so that he half rested on her buttocks which he now considered to be her best feature. He felt them between his thighs and pushed his thumbs deep into the muscular tissue, pulling them open to reveal the darkness of the valley between and her tiny asshole where he suddenly recalled had already been. He smirked at the memory and was pleased to note that she liked the attention as she reached back and touched his leg, caressing it with her fingers as he continued his impromptu massage. He continued to pleasure her, his fingers probing her buttocks, fingers pulling them apart to reveal her treasure as he massaged them firmly, deeper into the valley of her buttocks. With long strokes he pushed back up from her bottom to her neck and down again, feeling the satin smoothness of her body, the youth of her skin and the perfection of her figure. He leaned forward and kissed her neck, earning him a quiet groan of gratitude as he inhaled the sweet freshness of her hair. A light kiss to her ear earned him a giggle and a squirm of her buttocks between his thighs.
Sliding back a little bit more he continued his massage, slowly leaning forward after a while to let her feel his cock just resting between her buttocks. He sawed back and forth as he massaged her back, rubbing himself against her, leaving her with no doubt of his arousal and the pressure exerted as his erection forced its way between her cheeks. Her fingers found his knee and she again stroked the small hairs of his shins. He kissed her neck again then licked around her ear, nibbling at her ear lobe. She purred quietly, looking down slightly to expose her neck further as she slid a hand underneath herself near her chest. Still kissing her neck he slid back further so that his cock dropped slightly to lie on the back of her legs, pointing in the direction of her anus. Alternating between kisses and massages he moved slowly down until he sat on the back of her legs. His long distance kisses continued, sweeping from her neck down to the small of her back, and by doubling up uncomfortably, into the region where the tops of her thighs joined her buttocks. The gap between her legs was adorable, her leg muscles providing shape as her thighs tapered at her buttocks, the absence of extra folds of skin or stretch marks adding to her absolute purity.
He experimented, licking her back and then immediately kissing the same spot so she could tell the difference, then licking down along the valley of her buttocks, inches above her anus. He sensed no objection and dug his fingers deeper into the taught skin of her buttocks, pulling them apart slightly, letting the breeze into the darkened crevice as his tongue explored.
She stirred, her feet flopping from side to side and he leaned up, allowing her to adjust her legs. Emboldened, he rubbed the backs of her thighs, pulling slightly each time to open her legs a little further. He leaned down again, his cock firmly wedged between her legs, just as a reminder of the pleasure that could be hers as he slowly thrust from just above her knees to within half an inch of her pussy. His hands returned to her thighs and he positioned them so that his knuckles rubbed against her pussy after each firm movement. She pushed back, responding to his attention and he felt her wetness for the first time as it coated the backs of his hands. Teasing her, he lay flat against her body and kissed her head, her neck and around her ear as she giggled and squirmed delightfully underneath, helping his cock to embed more deeply into the valley of her little buttocks. He slid up and down in short movements, deliberately positioning his cock so that as he moved slowly forward it pressed against her buttocks and slid firmly towards her anus. With no objection again he sat back, tracing a line from the small of her back down between her buttocks and across her pussy. The lips were still quite closed and the perfect feminine form resplendent in the morning light, inviting, childlike, clean and increasingly on offer. On the second caress of his fingers down her spine she raised her bottom in the air very slightly and rested her head to the side on her arms. He pushed her legs apart and cupped her pussy, his middle finger once again finding the small wet folds of her teenage delight. She rose up again to meet
him and he glanced across at the two cushions. Grabbing them both, he put the one she had wet under her first, followed by the other so that her buttocks were raised high up in the air. He kissed each cheek, pulling them apart and ran his tongue deep inside the valley. She groaned loudly, an obvious sign that she knew what might be coming.
With his thumbs he separated the twin globes and licked across her anus. His cock surged as she sighed loudly with pleasure. Dabbing at her again, he flicked his tongue over her little rosebud and shifted to his right so he could lick along the length of the channel from her anus down to her clit. She gripped the mattress tightly in her fists, her face screwed up in pleasure. Frank was delighted to see the inner folds of her vagina were now apparent, revealed as her arousal had increased with his tongue and as the general sense of imminent sexual activity grew stronger for them both. He was determined to tease her knowing full well that she now needed release as much as he did. Cupping her pussy he again licked her anus before massaging her inner thighs and buttocks and licking her clit in a slow, deliberate fashion. Her buttocks rose delightfully again up off the mattress as she spread her legs and bent her knees.
“Frank,” she whispered. “Please.”
“Not yet, Leslie. Not yet.”
He shuffled forward so that his cock rubbed against her thigh, taunting her that although it felt like it was more than ready, he wasn’t. She reached back and took hold of it in her little fingers, inexpertly playing with it as his tongue once again circled her anus. He poked inside her, delighted at the clean, fresh smell and the way it moved against his intrusion.
“Oh fuck!”
He slapped her buttocks hard causing her to shriek. “No bad language, OK?”
Her head whipped backwards at the shock. “OK! Ok!” she cried
“Tell me what’s happening.”
“Huh?”
“What am I doing to you?”
She understood but faltered in her choice of words. “You’re, you’re licking me.”
“Where?”
“Frank!” she pleaded.
“Where?”
“My bum.”
“So what am I doing?”
“You’re licking my bum,” she said in between groans as he pulled her anus open slightly with his thumbs and pushed his tongue inside. His fingers gripped her buttocks, digging into the taught flesh. She gasped at his attention, half-formed blasphemies mixing with her usual vocabulary. He moved down across her perineum to her vagina, pushing in deep, lapping at the girl-juice that flowed.
“Please Frank,” she pleaded, looking back at him.
“What am I doing?” he asked, very quietly. She tasted wonderful, her vagina warm, spotless and continually wet.
“Licking my bum.”
“Where else?” he asked, breathing hard against her clit.
“Frank!”
He slapped her again. “My pussy! You’re licking my bum and my pussy!”
“What do you want?”
She glanced away, looking down at the mattress. “I want you to fu… to make love to me. Please.”
He moved between her legs and took gentle hold of her feet. Massaging her toes, he watched her buttocks rise slightly then fall again as she tried to grind her clitoris against the cushion, her bald pussy glinting in the early light with moisture and promise. He took her big toe in his mouth and sucked, causing Leslie to shriek with laughter. He grinned but was rewarded by a definite groaning as he continued sucking towards her little toe. Leaving her other foot alone, he slid closer to her, up between her outstretched legs and rubbed his cock across her anal opening, teasing her, waiting to see whether she would object or not. He had no intention of having anal sex again with her but he was curious to see how might react. She immediately pushed back, trying to get satisfaction from him. He pushed his cock lower so that it rested on the tiny moist folds of her hairless vagina.
“Oh, Frank! Yes!” she pleaded.
“Give me your hands,” he said, reaching out to take hold of her tiny wrists. He pulled her back towards him, pulling her closer so that his cock sank very slowly into her pussy as she cried out with pleasure. He was stunned at how tight she was and wondered if he had possibly entered her anus by mistake. But one glance down confirmed he had aimed correctly as her young pussy lips gripped the tip of his cock, and he considered how very difficult it was going to be to make any progress without being concerned for her welfare and his foreskin.
Very slowly, he pulled out and pushed in again, keeping her arms straight out behind her as her head flopped up and down. Her back arched as he pulled her backwards making her little nipples prominent on the near flatness of her breasts. She was burning hot on his cock, slick with juices and looked so ridiculously cute as he watched himself disappear underneath the little globes of her buttocks, only to emerge again shiny and rock hard. Realising she had been a virgin less than twenty-fours ago he went slowly, stroking firmly but not with any sense of roughness, simply allowing her a free ride on his aching cock. As he looked down he saw fresh streaks of lubrication each time he pulled out of her vagina and marveled at the wonders that the girl offered. Even with the slow stroking he realised that he wasn’t going to last very long with the level of sensuous loving that he felt with her, so after a less than a minute of immense pleasure he pulled out and helped her to turn over. Moving the cushions so they formed a pillow he laid her on her back and looked down at the tiny little girl beneath him, her breasts almost gone except for the hard nipples that crowned them. He knelt up and towered over her, giving her a view of his cock and the slickness that had come from within her. Parting her thighs he leaned in and pressed his cock against the soft, open entrance to her vagina, pushing the delicate little folds of skin aside. She gripped his arms, looking up at him with adoration as he once again slowly pushed into her tiny pussy lips and entered her. Her legs parted further as he moved towards her, almost flat on the mattress, allowing him deeper access as he rested on his elbows beside her angelic face.
She leaned up a little and on cue Frank responded to accept her passionate kiss. Her hands came up to his head and messed with his hair as he kissed her lips. She closed her eyes and sighed quietly as they toyed with each other’s lips, their tongues exploring as they joined closer and closer in their love-making. Slowly, he pulled out a little way so that his bulbous head just emerged into the daylight, then as Leslie complained he pushed back in and began a very slow, regular stroking. Their tongues flicked at each other, exploring each other’s mouth as her legs came up and wrapped around his buttocks, locking her feet so that her buttocks were off the mattress. She felt so light but she locked around his waist as though nature had intended it to happen with such precision. Frank could hear the change in sound as she became wetter and he thrust harder, hoping to get her to orgasm before he did. She groaned loudly and grunted in time with the slap of his thighs and balls against her buttocks. Frank thought once again about his car and what it might cost him to get the transmission repaired because it seemed to jump out of gear on occasions. His impending orgasm died away very slightly and he kissed her passionately, pumping hard into her teen body as her grip on him increased and her arms held on for dear life around his neck. Now that his potential for orgasm had disappeared temporarily he pounded at her almost ruthlessly, making louder slapping sounds himself as he explored the intense feeling coming from his cock as it drove deeper into the little girl. Even as she grew wetter he never lost the sense of her incredible tightness, her warmth and how she hung from his body, her eyes shut tight with intense pleasure. As he pushed into her as far as he could see how her arm muscles strained, her little biceps taut as she pulled herself against him while sobbing in his ear.
“Frank, oh god, that’s it!” she shouted as she came, bucking against his body, her legs straining to increase the sensation of his deep, hot cock inside her. She grunted unintelligibly for several seconds before slowing down and exhaling, her face screwed up as though consumed by pain. He
gently lowered her back onto the mattress and rested most of his weight on top of her, giving her the new sensation of having a man inside her after sex even though she remained firmly locked around his torso. He kissed her forehead and looked at her beautiful face, her eyes closed against the sun and in apparent raptures over her orgasm. He wondered if he ought to try and give her another or whether he wouldn’t last. He flipped her over gently while remaining inside her so that she was on top. The mattress was soaking wet and stuck to his back. She lay on his chest, tired and still breathing hard but clearly exhilarated as she caressed his cheeks with her fingers and kissed him lightly, smiling broadly. She opened her eyes.
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