I sat in solitude at the far end of the seating area, waiting patiently for the call to start boarding the late night Heathrow to Orlando, Florida. As I watched the gate absent-mindedly, I noticed a figure detach itself from one of the rows of seats closer to the gate and walk in my direction. Sitting right at the furthest point and enjoying my own company, the closest few rows of seats directly in front of me were empty. The figure continued to come closer until it finally knelt down on the seat directly across from me on the next aisle, looking with interest at me over the back of the chair.

The figure was an attractive young girl, probably around 10 or 11 years of age. She wore round, thin-rimmed glasses through which I saw beautiful, sparkly green eyes. Her light brown hair was shoulder length, with most but not all of it at the back braided into pigtails. The girl had pale, smooth skin and a slightly playful, friendly expression on her face. She looked like a young librarian, but with a vibrancy and impish quality about her that you wouldn't normally attach to bookish types. I thought she was perfectly beguiling.

As she faced me she pulled down the zip on her petite, red jacket to reveal a small, soft toy fox sat in a pocket on the front of her mustard coloured jumper. The young girl then smiled at me as she lovingly petted and stroked the fox's head. I smiled back at her, saying,

"Very cute. What's its name?"

"Moi? Je m'appelle Delphine," the young girl replied, to my surprise.

Flailing for my formerly reasonable command of the French language, I said,

"Non. Le...la.....," pointing vaguely at the fox.

Her eyes widened as she realised I hadn't asked for her name.

"Oh, pardon monsieur. Il est Cèdric," the girl said, smiling at her mistake.

"Bon. Tres bien, Delphine. Enchanté."

"Merci, monsieur," replied the girl, giggling.

I gave her a cheeky wink in reply, not really sure where to go with our limited conversation. I was, however, quite taken with her boldness at coming right over to engage with me.

Right then I decided I would be equally forward in return since it seemed the youngster wasn't afraid of approaching strangers.

"Tu es une jolie fille, Delphine."

The girl flashed a dazzling smile at me.

"Vous êtes très beau, monsieur," the girl said quietly, looking at me intensely.

I started to feel a little hot under the collar. I was shocked at how direct young Delphine acted but maybe that had to do with the slight language barrier cutting through all the nuance and small talk. Perhaps she had very liberal parents who encouraged her to act on her impulses at every opportunity. Whatever the reason, part of me was relieved when I heard the tannoy announce our flight was now boarding, but a larger part was disappointed my little meeting with this interesting young thing had to come to an end. As people started to rise in preparation I heard a couple of voices calling for Delphine and saw her family staring our way.

"Au revoir, monsieur."

The little mademoiselle turned and skipped back to her family, her mother leaning in towards her and whispering insistently at her. I noted the girl had quite a slim build, was around 5'0" with just the start of budding breasts poking from her jumper. She also had a noticeably pert, round little ass in her denims that would tease the boys in her school over the coming years. As the family waited in line, Delphine turned and gave me a little smile and a wave before her parents could notice. I smiled back then slowly walked to the end of the line to wait, already enjoying my flight more than I had expected.

When I finally made it to my seat my heart skipped a beat when I saw that Delphine and her family were in the same row as me. Her father and little brother were already seated in the middle section of three seats, whilst Delphine and her mother were stood in the aisle, appearing to have a hushed, but heated argument. The two window seats were unoccupied, with mine being the one right next to the window. As I approached and put my belongings in the overhead locker Delphine ended the disagreement by plonking herself down in the seat next to mine, the defiant look on her face making it clear she wouldn't be moving.

"Delphine!"

Her mother whispered angrily, but the young girl was not for moving. Clearly, her mother didn't want her to sit next to a stranger and felt powerless, but it was mildly amusing for me to watch. Shrugging apologetically, I squeezed myself into the seat next to Delphine, giving the tween a little knowing smile whilst my back was to her family.

"Bonjour, monsieur," she whispered as I passed.

There was little said once everyone had settled in for the flight; blankets and pillows were handed out since it was a night flight and shortly after take off the cabin lights were switched off.

Delphine closed her eyes once the plane had levelled out and seemingly fell asleep shortly after. I tried to read a little but felt my eyes closing so gave up. Soon enough, I too began to doze off. I don't know how long I'd slept for, probably no more than an hour or so but when I did wake, it was to find Delphine's head resting against my shoulder as though it was the most natural thing in the world. I looked around the dimly lit plane, her family were sound asleep, in fact, nobody around us seemed to be conscious. I looked at the girl, at that instant her eyes opened and she stared at me, smiling.

"Bonjour, monsieur."

"Bonjour, Delphine," I whispered back.

Our blankets covered us to our shoulders and we were very snug. I liked the feel of her head resting against me. I breathed in her scent, there was a hint of a pleasant perfume, just enough for it to be noticeable. The young girl smelled fresh but slightly exotic and I found my thoughts becoming inappropriate quite quickly.

I wasn't sure how to proceed from here so instead just asked,

"Ou est Cèdric?"

The girl pulled her blanket down slightly to reveal the soft toy resting against her chest, although the jumper was now gone and only a white t-shirt remained. I watched her pet the toy again, taking the opportunity to observe the gentle swell of her little bumps as she breathed. I stared a bit too long and the preteen noticed my errant gaze.

"Monsieur!" she whispered in fake admonishment, a sly smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Delphine pulled the blanket up to her shoulders again, daring me to protest. I frowned, my face showing an exaggerated sad expression.

"Ou est Cèdric?" I asked again.

The girl slowly pulled the blanket down, showing me her toy once more. She pulled it sharply back up again.

"Ou est Cèdric?" I asked in a sillier, deeper voice this time.

Giggling, the youngster pulled down the blanket for me. This time I petted Cèdric for a while, all the while letting Delphine see that I was deliberately staring at her small, budding mounds, waiting for her reaction. She made a tutting sound but it was only for show, the look in her eyes telling me she loved the attention. I decided to go for it. With my free hand I ran my fingers softly over the material of her t-shirt, circling around her nipple. There was just the beginnings of soft, pliable flesh, the faintest hint of what would become beautifully pert breasts ripe for sucking. Eyes widening in shock, the young girl gasped and shook her head. But the smile on her face told me what she really thought of it. I don't know how much of a sexual thrill she was getting but she was enjoying playing a naughty game she knew she shouldn't be playing.

We repeated this a few more times, Delphine hiding Cèdric then showing him, whilst I massaged her tiny lumps for a few seconds each time. I could see her braless nipples start to poke out through her t-shirt, little nubs that I dearly wanted to suck on if I could only get the chance. An idea came to me then, growing as my cock grew in arousal.

"Delphine, j'ai aussi un petit ami.......son nom est Dick."

Not the most original name, I know, but the young girl wouldn't really bother about that. The important thing was that she understood straight away how the game was meant to be played.

"Ou est Dick?" she said quietly, anticipation mounting in her voice.

By this time I had unzipped my trousers and slipped my cock out from my underwear, waiting for my moment. It was a risk, but a calculated one in my opinion given the girl’s acceptance of things up to now.

With one last check to make sure nobody was around and alert to what we were doing, I pulled down my blanket and briefly exposed the top of my cock to the curious schoolgirl, ignoring her sharp intake of breath. I quickly massaged my glans between my thumb and fingers, rubbing up and down with the pads. Then I covered myself up again, similar to how Delphine had played with Cèdric. The young girl’s eyes bore into mine, her excitement palpable.

"Ou est Dick?" she whispered into my ear.

Again, a quick check, then the blanket was pulled down so more of my shaft was revealed to her. My hand covered my penis like one of those grabbing pincer devices you see in rigged arcade win-a-prize games. I briefly massaged my engorged cock once more before covering up again.

The young girl was transfixed.

"Je peux jouer avec Dick?" she pleaded softly.

"Oui, bien sûr, Delphine." Of course.

I took the gamble and pulled my blanket down so my whole cock was on display for my new young acquaintance. Without hesitation she placed her petite hand over my dick just like I had, squeezing my shaft gently between her thumb and fingers, moving up my length little by little. Then, oh so softly, she ran her fingers up and down, caressing my cock as if it might break if she squeezed too hard. She smiled at me as though she'd just won the lottery. I stared at her. I couldn't believe how promiscuous the horny little thing was!

"Tu aimes ma bite?" I asked her if she liked my cock.

"Oui, je l'aime beacoup, monsieur," she said, her look bold and serious. Delphine never took her eyes off mine as she breathed, "Il est très grand."

I felt my cock twitch excitedly and the schoolgirl giggled. I covered us both up, my blanket over my fully erect cock and hers over her arm. Nobody would know anything, even in good light it would be difficult to discern much of an outline other than some folds in the blankets. Delphine became braver, running her hand all over my shaft and squeezing my balls but still with a gentle touch. I placed my hand over hers, guiding her small hand around my girth and demonstrating how to jerk my cock just the way I wanted. I let go soon after and the warmth of her childlike hand around my pole felt so good, I sighed deeply when I began to experience the bliss of my foreskin being tugged up and down.

She quickly had a nice rhythm going and I felt the wetness of my precum against the blanket.

"Comme ça, monsieur?" the preteen girl asked in a breathy voice so arousing I nearly spurted right then.

"Uhhhh, oui, Delphine. Comme ça, c'est si bon," I groaned quietly.

The little tease smiled in satisfaction, watching me closely as she pulled expertly at my aching cock.

"Ta bite est si dure maintenant," she purred.

Too fucking right my dick was hard now. I was doing small pelvic thrusts as the young girl continued tugging on my sheath like it was her most favourite game ever. I longed to shout out how fucking good her child's hand felt around my cock but had to stop myself. I could hear wet, smacking sounds and my blanket made little jumps as the young girl pumped her hand up and down. I was convinced we would be discovered but there was no disaster inducing tap on the shoulder. Delphine continued her wonderful handjob as precum flowed onto the inside of the blanket, surely she must have some on her hand by now?

It felt so good and I was getting close to shooting a thick load all over the blanket. The preteen girl had a thorough peek around then lifted the blanket so she could observe her handiwork, her excited little smile lighting up her face as she watched my foreskin slide back and forth over my glans. My crown was glistening wet with precum, there was some on the blanket and indeed more on the girl's hand which had transferred from the blanket. She stopped to smell it, her nose crinkling a little but overall she seemed fairly nonplussed. She rubbed it into her skin then went back to manipulating my cock with enthusiasm.

"Plus rapide? Comme ça?" she murmured, her own voice shaky with anticipation as she pulled faster and faster on my throbbing erection.

I looked at her through eyes glazed over, my breathing ragged as I tried not to groan too loudly.

"Oh fuck......" I gasped. "Oui...oui....c'est si bon......."

I knew I couldn't hold out for much longer, the sheer thirst in the schoolgirl’s eyes was almost too much to take. I doubt she had ever experienced making a grown man so vulnerable in this way before, and she was clearly getting turned on by the power she felt. Then she moved her face close to mine and said something that tipped me over the edge, or more like flung me right off.

"Ta queue est belle. Ça me fait mouiller la chatte."

I didn't know the exact phrases she said but I knew 'mouiller' was 'wet' and that 'chatte' was 'pussy'. I could have an educated guess at the rest. When she whispered that into my ear whilst pumping my cock up and down with relish I stared incredulously into her twinkling, green eyes, my legs tensed and gobs of thick, hot sperm fountained out of my pleasured tip. A large stream shot onto my stomach just below my belly button then slid down into my pubic hair. Delphine's eyes were wide as saucers and she watched in delight at the creamy fluid oozing out onto her thumb.

"Oh, monsieur! Vous avez aimé ça!" she squeaked as quietly as she could.

"Ton sperme est si chaud......."

The girl carried on jerking my cock albeit more slowly, fascinated by the build up of cum around the top of my shaft and on her fingers.

"Oh Delphine, oui, oui....c'était si bon. Merci beacoup," I sighed in satisfaction, my body trembling as I came down from my intense orgasm.

The girl smiled victoriously, putting her hand over my glans, filling her palm with cum then rubbing it all over my length like sun lotion.

"C'était amusant, monsieur."

When she'd had her fun Delphine put her palm to her nose, took a little sniff, then licked it tentatively, tasting a sample of my cum. She tested it on the tip of her tongue, licked her tongue on her lips, then swallowed the tiny amount she'd tried. The girl made a non-committal sort of shrug of the shoulders.

"C'est pas mal."

Delphine proceeded to wipe the rest onto my blanket, just as I was using another part of it to attempt to clean up all the semen around my groin. Once I was happy enough I carefully spun the blanket around so the mostly stained part was near the floor. Underneath the blankets I could feel Delphine press her body closer against mine. It was a wholly pleasant experience. Her slender hand, still warm from jerking me to completion, groped for my own and held it under the blanket. She smiled and winked at me then rested her head back against her seat, closing her eyes. I stared at the precocious lolita in amazement for a moment then did likewise, completely sated and ready for a post-orgasm nap.

Not a minute later I felt the young girl pull my hand over towards her. She let my hand rest on her left thigh, right at the very top. I was shocked to find my hand resting on smooth, bare skin. She had evidently pulled her jeans down past the bend of her knees. I opened my eyes and glanced in surprise at the schoolgirl, her eyes were still shut in apparent sleep but I could see the mischievous little smile on her face. I had wondered if the girl would want me to return the favour she had so wonderfully given; well, here was my answer and I needed no more encouragement.

My hand ran slowly up and down the silky smooth skin of her leg, my fingers following a path along her inner thigh. I took my time as my hand lightly touched her all the way to the crease of her leg and back down again. Each time my hand moved up to the top the side of my pinkie finger touched against her panties, the pressure increasing slightly on each run. I enjoyed the heat spreading out from her little honeypot, drawing things out to tease her.

Delphine shifted impatiently, and I knew from the angle of her thigh she had spread her legs wide under the blanket. She was a thirsty young girl! My fingers slid across her hip bone then onto the top of her panties, pressing down against her mound. Sliding forward my middle and ring finger rubbed gently all the way up and down her tiny slit, I smiled in satisfaction at how damp the crotch of her underwear was already. I stroked her gently like that, feeling the outline of her labia through her panties but not pressing harder. Yet.

I glanced at her again; although her eyes were still closed the impish smile was gone now, her face all serious as we got down to the serious business of playing with her little coochie. My middle finger pressed against her slit a little harder, spreading her pussy lips apart and running along her wet, pubescent furrow, pushing her panties just a fraction into her crevice.

The preteen girl's mouth opened and closed as she started to breathe more heavily through her mouth, licking her lips as my finger rubbed those in her nether regions. She was starting to soak her underwear in her juices now and I couldn't wait to slide my finger inside her. I brought my hand back, pressing my fingers under her panties so my hand could glide over her perfectly smooth, hairless mound. My middle finger slipped between Delphine's extremely wet, pliable lips, found the tight entrance to her hole, and plunged into the heavenly, warm, soft, flesh of her pussy.

I only just heard the girl’s quiet gasp as she felt my finger ease uninhibited into her young snatch. Even with only my solitary finger inside her the tween's little cunny was so tight around it. I slid my digit smoothly in and out; the wet, silky soft walls of her pussy so snug against my skin. Delphine's deep sighs as I pleasured her virgin cunt were music to my ears.

I opened my eyes to look around, Delphine's were still closed in feigned sleep. Clearly one of us had to be alert for anyone discovering our fun so it would have to be me. I watched the young girl’s face closely as I continued fingering her juicy slot. She bit her lower lip in such a typically sexy Gallic manner I couldn't help but stare, entranced. Delphine opened her eyes slightly, glancing sidelong at me, the faintest smile showing at the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, oui, monsieur," she whispered.

I kept my finger buried inside her pussy, then moved it around in a circular motion, pressing against her vagina walls. Her mouth opened wider, a pleasured exhalation just audible enough for me to hear. I then curled my finger in a beckoning movement, pressing up towards her mons as I explored the soft flesh of her honeypot with relish. My finger was well and truly coated in her warm, syrupy fluid now and I decided to increase the schoolgirl’s enjoyment, inserting my ring finger into her slick little cunt. There was no denying the wet, sticky sound as both my fingers penetrated her sopping pussy but nobody was any the wiser. Delphine's brow furrowed in pleasured consternation as she experienced the sensation of something similar to the girth of a cock violate her innocent pussy. Her young snatch felt exceedingly tight around me now although her vagina had relaxed enough to allow my second finger to slide in. As her pussy stretched to accommodate this extra input, I began to wonder if the preteen girl would actually manage to take a fully grown cock inside her. That wasn't really an option here but intrigued me all the same.

Delphine's hand gripped my leg tightly and her soft, breathy moans of pleasure grew incrementally louder as my greasy fingers slipped rhythmically in and out of her young body. Listening to her hushed gasps and sighs, alongside the sensation of her young pussy clamped around my fingers, my body responded in the only way natural. My cock hardened in no time, fully erect and pushing my blanket upwards quite noticeably. With my right hand busy stimulating my young acquaintance's cunny, I started to slowly jerk my dick with my left. Just allowing myself that slight satisfaction felt so good at that moment. In fact, it was almost too good. I knew I needed to cum again, I just hoped I could hold out until the schoolgirl orgasmed.

Looking at her then, it seemed Delphine was herself rapidly approaching a momentous climax. She opened her eyes again and stared at me, her mouth open in a soundless groan of pleasure. Her little pelvis rocked excitedly back and forth on my hand as I fingered her towards euphoria. She treated me to a fantastically lewd smile then turned her head to look over at her mother, watching her sleeping figure with a gleefully lascivious expression on her face as my fingers plunged in and out of her. I wasn't sure what was turning her on more; my stimulation of her beautiful little pussy, or the fact it was all happening right under the noses of her family.

"Uhhh, c'est si bon," I heard her gasp under her breath.

The thrill was equally intense for me. Normally just giving myself a handjob in these circumstances would constitute risky behaviour. But here I was, jacking myself off with one hand and finger fucking a horny, underage young girl with the other, all taking place within three feet of her blissfully unaware mother. The adrenaline rush blitzed through me and my glans ached with that sensation of sweet, imminent relief. I listened with relish to the wet, squelchy sounds of my fingers urgently probing Delphine's inviting, preteen cunt and felt my cum surging through my shaft as the whole raunchy situation brought me to the brink. Just as my creamy seed started to shoot out of me I pulled my foreskin closed at the tip so I wouldn’t have to deal with the mess until after bringing the schoolgirl to orgasm.

Her thighs were tensing around my hand and I could feel her pussy push hard against me, the inevitable climax growing inside her. But she hadn't yet came, that familiar shuddering and shaking was still to happen. I withdrew my middle finger from her lubricated snatch and found her little clit, now more prominent and engorged. I lightly circled her button, my touch on her sensitive area immediately eliciting a pleasured response. Delphine's whole lower body squirmed delightedly, her legs opening and closing repeatedly, and her hand flying up to cover her mouth, stifling an involuntarily rapturous squeal. I continued massaging her swollen clit and a few seconds later her legs shut fast on my hand as an intense orgasm exploded through her. Eyes locked on the face of her sleeping mother, Delphine cried out, a high-pitched gasp of secret ecstasy.

"Ahhhh!!"

I was rewarded for my efforts by the sensation of the young girl’s thighs trembling uncontrollably around my hand. I quickly slid my fingers back into Delphine's quivering pussy, revelling in the copious amount of oily fluid coating my fingers after she came. The preteen glanced at me, a look of sated gratitude on her face.

At the same time, her mother stirred, the audible cry from Delphine cutting into her slumber. She opened her eyes, looking sleepily at her daughter with a slightly quizzical expression.

"Delphine? Que s'est-il passé?" she mumbled.

"Désolé, maman. J'ai fait un mauvais rêve."

Delphine looked flushed and flustered. Maybe her mum would believe she had a nightmare after all. I leisurely dipped my fingers in and out of the schoolgirl’s pleasured pussy as she spoke, my eyes closed in a 'deep sleep' as I did.

"Tu vas bien?"

"Ou...oui, mama."

The woman stared at the young girl a little longer.

"D'accord."

She then turned round, trying to get comfortable again on her other side, facing away from Delphine now. I continued to slowly finger her virgin cunt, hoping the scent of the girl’s sex couldn't carry to where her mother was seated. I suddenly felt Delphine's hand grip my own under the blanket and paused my enjoyable probing, opening my eyes again.

"Merci beacoup, monsieur," she whispered breathlessly into my ear.

Then she flashed me that mischievous, impish smile of hers.

"Vous êtes un vilain garçon."

I decided to show her just how naughty this boy could be. I grudgingly withdrew my sloppy fingers from her exquisite pussy, holding them up to show her how dripping wet and shiny she'd made them. Into my mouth they went, the preteen girl’s flavour hitting my taste buds immediately. I made sure I thoroughly sucked and licked all her juices off my fingers, my eyes never leaving her own throughout.

Delphine's mouth widened in an astonished circle, but she couldn't help grinning hornily. I was still holding tight at the tip of my cock to stop making a creamy mess all over my seat and blanket. I decided then to hold Delphine's hand just under my crown, carefully releasing my foreskin so I oozed my load into her cupped palm. The shocked look on her face was quickly replaced with a sly, knowing expression, the girl recognising the poetic symmetry in what she was about to eagerly do. Holding her hand up to her mouth she tilted it so she swallowed my cum, licking the remnants slowly off her palm as I watched. What a little nymph this girl was!

After a brief check for anyone watching, the girl turned to me with a huge smile on her face. It still all seemed like such a game to her. Delphine leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the cheek, then on my lips, and finally we kissed each other like the horny lovers we were. Our mouths opened eagerly so we could taste the purist essence of sex on our tongues. The young girl's tongue rolled around mine, covering as much of the area as she could in a brief moment, savouring the mixed flavour of our orgasms. We broke the kiss before too long, not wishing to get caught now after all we'd done, but it seemed an appropriate way to end our exciting adventure. Delphine sat back with a smug, satisfied expression and squeezed my hand under our priceless blankets. My little mademoiselle.

The rest of the flight passed by uneventfully. When we landed the two of us went about our own business, save for the occasional glance at each other, silently acknowledging the unique experience we would both take with us. When she had the right moment before leaving Delphine smiled warmly at me and patted my forearm goodbye.

I watched the girl and her family leave by the rear exit, wondering if I would see her again. I gathered the rest of my belongings then prepared to disembark, stopping to allow a kindly looking older gentleman to leave from the row behind mine. He smiled in thanks, then paused to look at me, saying,

"That was the best in-flight entertainment I've ever had, thank you. What a friendly and open young lady. Always nice to have a happy ending, too."

With that, the old man tipped an imaginary cap in my direction and ambled towards the exit. I had to check my mouth wasn't hanging open, looking slowly around and frantically searching my recollections for other potential secret voyeurs. I shrugged. If there had been I hoped they enjoyed the show as much as the old man. I smiled ruefully as I left the plane, my head full of moments that would stay with me forever.