It was our first holiday after the pandemic. I was looking forward to a change of scenery and some relaxation, although how much I would get of that with my wife and six-year-old twin boys in tow was anyone’s guess. We were booked into a fairly small and remote caravan park in the north of Wales; after arriving and finding some kids had stolen our key from its holder I really hoped it wasn’t an omen for the week to come. Thankfully, things couldn’t have been further from the truth.

After the key issue was sorted the next day passed uneventfully, a typically average family on a nice break, but any thought of bedroom antics were firmly pushed to the back of my mind. My marriage had been passionless for a few years now, and I increasingly found myself preferring the charms of less mature females as I grew older.

However, that evening my libido was fired up after a long dormant period when a family arrived holidaying in the caravan directly across from ours.

I noticed the car pull up next to our caravan and looked out through the bedroom window, curious to see who our neighbours were going to be for the holiday. The caravan windows had gauze drapes that you could see through quite clearly from inside but couldn’t really see in from outside with the glass in front of them. I wasn’t paying especially close attention when an unremarkable middle-aged couple exited the vehicle, but then I saw a shock of wavy, brunette hair appear from the rear passenger side door. My interest was now piqued.

A young girl wearing a navy blue dress with white floral markings glided towards the caravan door just a couple of metres from ours. From the brief time I was able to observe the girl I guessed her age to be around eleven or twelve years old, she was around 5’2”, her slightly frizzy, curly hair just longer than shoulder length. Her dress flowed loosely on her lower half but was secure enough up top to let me know she was nicely slim and with a chest that was almost completely flat, showing only the very first hints of her journey to womanhood.

All of a sudden my expectation of a mundane break away with my family had now become a much more interesting proposition. Over the next two days I made every effort I could to make any sort of chat with her parents, saying hello any time I saw them in passing as we went to sit out on our respective decks, which looked out over miles of countryside. This proved quite difficult as they tended to keep mostly to themselves and the young girl generally didn’t leave their company at all.

Still, I tried to get myself noticed when I could and build up an image of the friendly neighbour with a smile and pleasant exchange. From overhearing the odd conversation I learned her name was Ellie, there was also an older brother with the family called Tim but I didn’t pay him too much attention, other than to note his potential to disrupt any plans I might try to make.

At this point it was partly just a bit of a game for myself, seeing if I could get a nubile little schoolgirl to notice me, let alone develop an attraction for a forty-something dad like me. To be fair I keep in good shape and I’m probably above average in the looks department, even if I do say so myself.

On one of the occasions where I made small talk I spoke with the mother, asking about their holiday and whatnot; we stood around only a few feet from each other talking from the decks of our caravans. At this point Ellie stood next to her mum, watching and listening intently as we chatted which pleased me no end. I discovered she was about to start secondary school and was two months shy of her twelfth birthday. Perfect, just the right age to be innocent yet also curious about her body and hopefully, the male body.

It was the first time I had managed to look at her closely and I was pleasantly surprised to find she was more comely than I had initially suspected, her skin pale but with a nice hint of a tan from the recent perfect weather. Whilst not an obvious stunner she was more than passably attractive and had big, genuinely beautiful blue eyes. She was slim but not completely shapeless and had a fine curve to her rear that would fill out very nicely over the coming years. There was also a very endearing wholesomeness and guileless aura about her which appealed to me greatly.

Instinctively I knew she had no real experience with the opposite sex and was a true innocent. No doubt I was starting to find Ellie very alluring and began to seriously wish there was a way I could get to know her much better. I stole glances at her as I spoke to her mother and found myself becoming increasingly interested, there had to be some way to get this unassumingly sexy little thing to myself!

The next day I was sitting with my family on the deck and saw Ellie and her mother together on their own deck. It seemed to be just the two of them as the father and Tim were off playing golf for the morning. After a while Ellie went back inside her caravan leaving her mum reading a book outside. She glanced briefly at me as I watched her pass by. I tried to give her a small, friendly smile whilst not making it too obvious to my wife sitting across from me that I was hopelessly trying to flirt with the preteen girl in the next caravan.

From our deck I could see a little into her caravan due to the blinds being open on one of the windows. I was shocked to then see her pass by the window, stop to look out at me and wave. Waving back at her would have been too obvious with both her mum and my wife facing my direction so settled for a discrete smile back, hoping she would notice and it would be something to build on. Whilst I surreptitiously eyed her caravan window as she moved about inside, she once again looked out at me and smiled. I smiled back as discreetly as I could manage, butterflies going crazy in my stomach. What the hell was I thinking? That I could truly engage with this young schoolgirl in secret while we were both so closely surrounded by our families? Incredibly, my mind was already trying to come up with ways I could make it happen. As it turned out, the perfect opportunity was just around the corner.

The next morning I was playing football with one of my sons outside our caravan when we saw Ellie and her mother come out. They started to play badminton on the patch of ground next to their caravan, tapping the shuttle back to one another. My son was quite curious and edged closer to watch them play. Ellie was wearing a tight black polyester t-shirt and denim shorts that nicely showed off her cute bum. I admired her budding bra-less figure for a moment before they noticed my son was watching.

I grinned and said, “I think someone wants to challenge you!” nodding towards my son. Ellie glanced at my son then looked at me and smiled.

Her mum looked at my son and said, “We’ve got a couple of spare racquets if you’d like to play?”

“That would be great!” I said, not giving my son a chance to back out. We played a couple of games just having some fun. We goofed around at times and I glanced at Ellie often, smiling at her when I got the chance and enjoying the shy smiles she gave me back. The more we interacted and shared these secret moments the more confident I became she was developing a schoolgirl crush on me.

At one point the shuttle was falling right between us all and I saw an opportunity, stretching for it and ‘stumbling’ into Ellie as I did. I dropped the racquet and caught her in both hands to stop us falling to the ground, my left arm round her shoulders and my right hand resting just under her ribcage. My back was to her mother.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! Are you OK?”

Ellie smiled in embarrassment and nodded. “It’s OK, I’m fine.”

“That’s good,” I said.

My right hand brushed up slightly as I withdrew, my fingertips passing lightly over her chest giving her nipple the very faintest of caresses. I smiled at her as I moved back to my position; blushing, she smiled back at me before looking down at her feet bashfully. As we continued to play Ellie progressively stole more and more glances at me after that little encounter. A while later we were all quite tired and decided to call it a day.

When I was sure Ellie was looking towards me I lifted my t-shirt up to wipe my brow, doing so for a good while to ensure she got a proper look at my muscular stomach. When I dropped my shirt back down I noted both females caught in the middle of eyeing my body with interest. I forced myself not to smile. Her mum looked quickly away and collected the shuttles so I took the chance to wink at Ellie. She blushed again and looked down, but couldn’t help but glance at me again almost straight away.

I couldn’t have cared less about the mum who was admittedly still healthily fuckable but it turned me on thinking about Ellie giving me the once over. I imagined the hormones racing through her pubescent body as she dealt with all the new feelings at this stage of her life, wondering if her young, inexperienced pussy had started to lubricate itself just a little as she stared at my physique. I fancied it maybe had.

“Thanks for the game, that was a lot of fun!” I said enthusiastically, allowing my gaze to linger on Ellie, then flick down briefly to her chest where her nipples were just visibly poking out.

She stared back at me, a rabbit frozen in the headlights momentarily before she gathered her wits again, glancing at her mother to check she didn’t get caught staring.

“I think you were too good for us! And too athletic!” her mother exclaimed smiling, walking over to us with a twinkle in her eye.

‘Jeez, I wonder if I could fuck the pair of them?’ I thought.

“I’ll be honest, I’ve got a bit of an advantage, I’ve played ping-pong my whole life so most racquet sports come to me a bit more easily.”

“Oh? You must be pretty good.”

“I’ve done OK. Played once at the World Youth Championships, that was my highlight.”

“Wow, I’ve always loved playing ping-pong!” enthused Ellie.

“Actually, there’s a table here in the recreation room. I’m going with my boys this afternoon to play. You’re welcome to join us……”

“Yeah, that’d be amazing!” Ellie was positively bubbling, her eyes wide. I looked at her mum expectantly.

“That would be fine I guess. I think Tim would probably like to come too, he likes ping-pong.”

Fuck. “Great!” I said, forcing the smile to stay fixed on my face.

“I can’t wait!” Ellie almost screamed.

“We’ll be there from about three, so hopefully see you guys then.”

Ellie happily skipped back to her caravan. I smiled at her mum, who was looking at me, deep in thought. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to jump on me or was just deciding whether to entrust supervision of her eleven year-old daughter to me.

“OK, see you later,” she said softly, a strange look on her face as she turned and headed back to her caravan.

That afternoon, the two boys and I were playing ping-pong in the caravan park recreation centre where I was failing to teach them how to hold a bat correctly. The room itself was separate and enclosed so was the ideal place for some activity away from outside attention. I found myself feeling increasingly edgy as it got closer to the time Ellie was due to meet us and worried I would completely out myself. But I knew she at least found me interesting and likeable so I was also excited about the possibilities ahead.

When she arrived with her brother I noted she had on the same blue and white floral dress she wore the first day I saw her. I was struck by how young she looked and felt pangs of guilt about how I was trying to manipulate the situation, but that was overcome by how much I desired her young body, fantasizing about how incredible touching her would feel.

“Perfect timing!” I called out when I saw them. “My two students here are making me look like a bad coach, maybe I’ll have better luck with you guys.”

Ellie was enthusiastic. “Oh, I’ve always loved playing ping-pong, I can’t believe you actually played at the World Championships! That’s so amazing!”

“Well, it was a fantastic experience. No reason why that couldn’t be you one day.”

“Ooh, I’d like that. Maybe if I have a top coach I can do it,” she replied, teasing slightly.

I laughed. “Well, I’ll try my best.”

The five of us played some games and I tried to keep it as light as possible. After some time Tim had had enough and wanted to go back to the caravan. Ellie looked at me, mulling things over in her mind.

“I’d like to stay and play a bit more,” she said, glancing coyly at me.

Yes!

“That’s OK with me,” I said. “We probably won’t be that much longer anyways.”

Tim shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, he wasn’t Ellie’s babysitter after all and seemed content to leave her with us. I delightedly watched Tim depart then looked at Ellie and smiled.

“OK, let’s see how your form is now. It looks pretty good from what I’ve seen so far,” I said, winking conspiratorially at her. She blushed and turned away to pick up some of the balls.

After a few more minutes play she said she was still finding it difficult to hit the ball on the table. This was the chance I was hoping for.

“Yeah, it is quite tricky, sometimes it can help if someone guides you so you know how it feels to play the shot the right way. I can do that but I’ll need to stand behind you and hold your hand while you hold the bat to do this. If that’s OK with you I’m happy to help.”

Ellie looked at me as she considered what I was saying, biting her lip slightly as she thought it over. Never taking her eyes off me she smiled softly and quietly said, “Yeah, I think that should be OK.”

Here we go.

I had on some sports shorts and a t-shirt in anticipation of playing, however, knowing what I had in mind I didn’t put on any underwear that afternoon. My cock started to twitch as I stood behind the young girl, close enough to breathe in her scent. She smelled fresh and clean, with a gentle, summery fragrance. There was just a millimetre of polyester and an inch of free air preventing my rapidly swelling penis from contacting her dress. I could feel precum starting to flow just from the thought of pushing up against her preteen body.

Trying not to obviously lick my dry lips, I put my right hand over hers as she held the bat and gently placed my left hand on her hip to position her stance to play the shot. It felt so good putting my hands on her body, I could feel my excitement start to build. I guided her hand with my own, whilst turning her hips with my other hand, taking a practice forehand swing. We did a few more, all the time I inched slightly closer so that after four or five practice swings I could feel myself pressed against her. My dick was still growing although not yet obviously prodding her, but she would be aware that we were much closer than a normal situation. I took confidence from the fact she wasn’t trying to pull away from me in any fashion.

“How does that feel?” I asked, not breaking our contact, wanting her to get comfortable with me touching her and feeling the closeness of my body. She turned to regard me, her face only inches from mine and it was all I could do not to kiss her right there.

“Yes, that does feel a bit different to what I was trying.” She paused. “It feels good though.”

Game on.

“It will feel a bit strange,” I assured her. “Will we try it some more with a ball this time?”

“OK.”

I then asked my son to throw some balls to our side of the table so we could practice some real shots. I had to make my move. All I could think of was this completely innocent schoolgirl in front of me and how I longed to explore her delicious pubescent form. My cock was fully engorged, throbbing madly due to the proximity of Ellie’s body and in response to the base emotions exploding through me.

I put my left hand more firmly on the front of her hip and pressed my twitching boner against her backside as we turned together to play our shot and hit the first ball. I hoped her concentration on the ball would slightly distract her from the prod she received from my leaking cock head. She stiffened slightly but nothing more. On the second ball I bent my knees a little and pushed up and forward, rubbing my dick solidly up her right cheek, her dress lifting an inch as I did so.

This was it. The moment of truth. Of potential disaster. There was no mistaking what had happened between us now. Her lips parted and a barely audible gasp escaped her mouth. It felt like an eternity passed then, my heart pounding and probably hers too, both of us waiting to discover how she would react. But there was no horrified scream, no yanking away from my grasp. After a brief pause she recovered, ready to play the next ball. I stayed still, crushed against her. On the fourth ball she pushed her butt back on me, accepting my shaft throbbing against her pert rear, rubbing her ass softly against my straining cock.

“How’s that?” I breathed, unable to trust myself to say anything else.

Ellie swallowed. “It feels good,” she whispered back. “……how do you think I’m doing?”

I knelt down and put my hand at the bottom of her skirt, lifting it up as I stood. She was pinned against the table so the front of her dress stayed as it was but the back was raised higher until I cupped a beautifully peachy cheek with my left hand, feeling the soft material of her panties. I ran my fingers beneath her underwear, caressing more of her smooth, supple buttock, giving it a light squeeze as I let the dress fall back down just above her ankles.

“I think you were perfect,” I said quietly, my tone hungry.

I quickly asked the kids to collect the balls from behind them. As they did, oblivious to the sexual nature of the last couple of minutes, I guided Ellie’s left hand behind her, moving it up and down pressed against my crotch. How I hadn’t blown my load yet I had no idea. I let go of her hand to see how she would react and was thrilled when she kept her hand against my shorts, slowly rubbing me up and down a few more times, taking in what was definitely her first encounter with a male erection. The young girl’s fingers curled tentatively around my girth, pausing as my cock throbbed in response to her touch. I groaned softly in absolute pleasure, my loins aching for release.

Suddenly she took her hand off my swollen member, which was as rock hard as I could ever remember and turned round, keeping herself between me and the line of sight of my kids collecting the balls. She unconsciously looked down at the bulge in my shorts and looked away again quickly, her eyes wide as saucers. She glanced up at me briefly, giving me a small, nervous half smile as the heat of the moment started to pass and we both began to feel the obvious tension of the situation. I nodded and gave what I hoped was a reassuring smile, trying to convey everything was OK.

She took a step back, stammering slightly, “Thanks…I better get back now.”

She stared deeply at me with her gorgeous blue eyes then quickly fled the recreation room, pressing the back of her dress down as she left to make sure everything looked as it should.

Once the young girl had left my first priority was to lock myself in the adjacent toilet, my raging erection desperately needing release. After just a few blissful strokes of my cock I started to cum furiously, great gobs of sperm flying into the toilet as a result of the intense stimulation it had received from young Ellie. I then rushed back to the caravan with my kids, trying to gather my thoughts.

Feeling sated, I lay down on my bed, heart racing, praying I wouldn’t hear the pounding of angry parent fists on my door or the sound of sirens coming to destroy life as I knew it. I had read erotic stories where at this point of initial sexual contact it would always lead to more and more full-on interaction, however, this was real life. Shit! I felt an inevitable sense of impending doom. But, after around half an hour of the most excruciating waiting ever, it appeared that my world wouldn’t be crumbling around my ears after all; whatever Ellie had experienced evidently wasn’t something she would be sharing with anyone else. At least not yet.

I sat up on the bed and heard the door of the adjacent caravan opening. Ellie stepped out onto the landing and waited there, looking towards each of the windows of our caravan, possibly trying to figure out if I was behind one of them watching her. She waited a few moments more then walked towards the secluded grassy area at the top end of the caravan park, glancing back my way once before heading to her destination. It was clear to me that was my cue, I told my family I was going out for a quick walk and fresh air then followed in Ellie’s footsteps to the secluded spot.

The grassy area at the top of the park was the perfect place for the kind of secret meeting Ellie and I were clearly about to have. There was a bench at the far end of the grove, situated right behind a large overgrown bush that totally obscured the view of anyone approaching from the park. Thick, deserted woodland covered most of two sides of the area and a large field spread out for a mile behind a six-foot hedge on another side; there was really only one way to reach the bench where I found her and no-one could catch us unawares unless we really weren’t paying attention.

Ellie was sitting with her hands clasped together in her lap as I approached her from round the corner. The eleven-year-old girl shot a furtive glance my way then nervously looked away again. No doubt she had been replaying events through her young head which was spinning as she tried to come to terms with the surprisingly (to her) sexual nature of our interactions.

“Do you mind if I sit next to you?” I asked gently.

She shook her head and gestured towards the space next to her on the bench.

I waited until she looked at me directly, wanting her full attention before I tried to explain what had just happened in a way that was as honest as I could make it without causing her to run. Then she started to speak anyway.

“I don’t really know what to say about what just happened. I know I’m only young but I know that what you did was wrong and you shouldn’t have done it.”

I came clean. “Ellie, you are absolutely right and I am so sorry if I have upset you. I should never have behaved that way and I totally understand if you’ve told your parents about what I did.”

“I haven’t told my mum and dad. And I don’t want to tell them. I like you. And I don’t want you to get into trouble.”

Thank God.

“Just…..why did you do that?”

There was no accusation in her tone, just the honest, naïve curiosity of a young girl with a sheltered upbringing, trying to figure out what this all meant.

“I don’t think I can really explain why I did what I did. Although you are indeed a young girl you are also growing into a very attractive young woman. I think you are extremely pretty and I know I shouldn’t be turned on the way I was but I couldn’t help my feelings as I held you. I’ve never been so aroused with any other woman in my life. I have no feelings like that at all with my wife, we have a totally different relationship.”

She blushed. “Really? I don’t understand how that could happen.” Then, quietly “It did feel very hard….”

My cock twitched when she said that, giving me an indication she was interested in some uncharted potential experience from this recent awakening.

“Ellie, have you ever had a boyfriend before?”

“No.” Embarrassed.

“Have you ever kissed a boy before?”

In a small voice she said “No.”

I took a deep breath and inched a little closer to her so we were sitting tightly together, feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies.

“I would like to kiss you, Ellie. Very much. How would you feel about that?”

I looked in her eyes, letting her see that I truly meant what I said and that there would be no pressure for her to do anything, this was all about her doing something she wanted.

She held my gaze as she digested my words. “It would be a bit scary….but I would like that,” she said in a hushed voice, the slightest of quivers as she spoke.

“OK.”

I moved my head slowly towards hers as my mouth sought her own, gently pressing my lips against hers for a couple of seconds, blood starting to rush to my head and my dick.

“It’s OK, you don’t need to hold your lips together so tight, try to relax them a little and copy what I do.”

She nodded.

I kissed her again, opening my mouth and moving it a little more around hers as I kissed her more fully. She was uncertain to begin with but soon started to follow my lead, exploring my mouth with her lips now, our saliva mixing as our kissing became more passionate, both allowing our lips to slip into the other’s mouth. She may have been inexperienced but she was a quick and willing learner.

I put my hand behind her head and gently but firmly pressed against her as we continued to kiss deeply; after a few moments she reciprocated, providing me with a unique thrill as she pulled me into her, desiring the touch of my lips and the heat they were creating within her. I felt as if there were a wall of sound crashing through my head, but in reality all there was to hear in that quiet glade were the very small slurping and sucking sounds we made as we kissed urgently. The kiss lasted a long, long time and by now the young schoolgirl was kissing me back with real eagerness and desire as we both became more and more turned on. I couldn’t believe what an erotic experience locking lips with this preteen minx was.

I pulled back, certain my cock was going to burst from my shorts; Ellie was almost panting, her breathing twice as quick, chest rising and falling noticeably, her cheeks reddened. She looked at me wide-eyed.

“Wow! Is that normally how people kiss?”

“Weeell, yes, I…….kind of know what I’m doing when it comes to a bit of mouth to mouth.” I said playfully.

She giggled like the schoolgirl she was, turning away a little in embarrassment.

“So I take it you liked doing that?” I asked lightheartedly.

“Yeah, I didn’t know it was as good as that though!”

“Yes, kissing is lots of fun. And kissing you is definitely the most fun I’ve ever had doing it.”

At this point we both noticed the blatant way my cock was standing to attention, threatening to poke out the top of my shorts. “And there’s the proof right there,” I joked.

Her cheeks turned a little rosy again.

“That’s the effect you have on me Ellie, that thing kind of just does what it wants, and there’s no doubt it really likes you……When we were kissing was something similar happening to you?”

She looked at me guardedly, maybe not wanting to admit to the enjoyment she had taken and the urges she felt from kissing a man.

“Yes,” she said.

“What did you feel?”

“……I started to feel quite hot……and it was like tingly butterflies…..down there……”

I placed my hand lightly on her thigh just above her knee and gently massaged up and down her leg as I spoke.

“That’s good. It’s quite normal. I think we both like each other and we really enjoy the connection we have. Some things we can’t control. Getting turned on when you kiss someone is part of the changes you go through as you get older. It is totally natural, even though it might feel like it’s not supposed to be. If we both have that same feeling then I truly believe that can only be a good thing. Don’t you?” I kissed her once lingeringly on the lips.

“Yes, I do I guess. I feel quite scared too but I know I felt really good.”

“I’m glad. And you don’t need to be scared about anything. It’s all a bit new but it’s completely natural to feel attracted to someone.”

We kissed some more, allowing the preteen girl to begin feeling more comfortable with what we were doing. She started to kiss me back eagerly as she got more into it; I ran my hand over the top of her thigh and round her hip to her wonderful, cute bum, feeling its perfect shape through her dress.

Ellie followed my lead, allowing her hand to rest on my inner thigh and carefully running her hand up and down, but not quite sure how near to my crotch she should go. The heat was clearly building in both of us and when we broke our kiss I could see in her face how much she was enjoying this illicit experience.

“Woah, you’re a very good kisser, sweetheart, I’m going to need some oxygen if you keep going like that,” I joked.

The schoolgirl accepted the compliment with a coquettish smile. I noticed she couldn’t help her eyes flicking regularly to the impressive bulge in my shorts as my dick pressed forcefully against the material, so hard it was difficult to take my mind off the constant dull throb. I knew she was excited by the prospect of breaking that taboo again, and experiencing the feeling of touching a real live cock like she had in the recreation room. I could tell that deep down she really wanted to do it but she was obviously too nervous to initiate things.

Clear in the knowledge that my window of opportunity was extremely small I knew what I had to do. The eleven-year-old just needed a little bit of encouragement.

“This thing is pretty uncomfortable for me like this, Ellie…….”

Looking her squarely in the eye, I put my hand into my shorts and smoothly slid my cock out from underneath the waistband, giving it the release I needed from straining against my shorts.

There was a sharp intake of breath, the young girl gasping as she saw my penis for the first time, saw any penis for the first time for that matter. She glanced around nervously, half expecting someone to find us. She looked at me in shocked surprise. But there was no denying the genuine interest as her gaze dropped to my cock sitting proudly erect against my stomach.

“It’s OK, Ellie. I happy that you want to look,” I encouraged.

Her face flushed as I watched her stare intently at my genitals, trying to read her thoughts. I could see nervousness in her eyes, clearly, but there was fascination and also something else lurking underneath, just a hint of an almost primal need.

“It’s so big…….” she whispered, transfixed on my swaying erection.

Now, I’m not enormously endowed, no more than six inches when fully erect, but with a decent girth and what felt like an extra ten percent effort Ellie seemed to bring out of it. I expect to a virgin preteen girl it must have looked huge. It was all or nothing now.

“You can touch it……if you like.”

Her eyes stayed on my dick, a flash of fear crossing her pretty face. I thought this was where she would draw the line, kissing a grown man was one thing but actually putting hands on his private parts? But slowly, surely, her slender arm moved out towards my waiting cock.

“What do I do?” she asked tremulously, the words catching in her throat.

When I heard her say that I had to force myself not to yell in celebration at overcoming this first massive hurdle. Keeping my voice calm and assured, I explained things to her as simply as possible.

“Just touch it, see how it feels. When you’re ready, imagine you’re shaking a ketchup bottle, but much slower.”

I watched her visibly trembling hand as it got closer and closer to my blood-filled cock, which was twitching uncontrollably as I anticipated the moment I would feel her skin touch my manhood. I was trembling as well, I couldn’t believe this was about to happen, it was my most secret taboo fantasy come to life. She could see precum oozing from the top of my cock.

“Is that……sperm?” she asked, breathlessly.

“No, it’s what comes before sperm, when a man starts to get excited. Because of how you make me feel that stuff is coming pretty quick now.”

She looked at my uncircumcised prick in awe, her hand only a couple of inches away from it now………closer……closer…. Then, finally, pure bliss as I felt her warm fingers lightly touch my shaft and slowly run up it, pressing a finger gently at the top, caressing my tip.

“It feels hot,” she said in innocent wonder.

“Uh-huh,” I agreed, closing my eyes in satisfaction as I felt her palm and fingers curl around my throbbing erection and start to slowly jerk me up and down. I sighed deeply, reveling in the sensation of my skin being pulled around my hard shaft by a warm grip that wasn’t my own. I opened my eyes to look at Ellie’s petite hand grasping my cock and making it look bigger than normal, her fingers and thumb just about meeting as she nervously held my girth. My focus moved to her face, admiring her features as she bit her lip, concentrating completely on my dick.

The eleven-year-old intently watched my sheath slowly stretch up and down to the rhythm of her wonderful hand. It was dizzying, I felt like I had to actually pinch myself so I could believe what I was watching: my exposed penis being excitedly tugged up and down by a horny tween girl I barely knew. It was so surreal……..and so utterly arousing. I wanted to stay there forever and I was desperate not to cum straight away, needing so badly to prolong this euphoric pleasure as much as possible.

“Like this?”

“That’s it Ellie, oh yes….. just like that, honey. It feels so good when you do that.”

The sheer volume of precum oozing from me meant that as she jacked me off, Ellie could hear the increasingly wet lip-smacking noises as my foreskin was relentlessly tugged up and down my shaft, bringing my cock closer and closer to ultimate release. The stuff was practically pouring out of the end of my dick now, a small amount running down the side to moisturise Ellie’s warm hand. I could see a mischievous little smile appear on her face, seeming to get some satisfaction from the effect she was clearly having. I knew exactly what was going on in her head, she was experiencing that unique buzz every human being feels when they are doing something they know they shouldn’t. The young schoolgirl was breaking the rules and she was secretly loving it.

You’re playing adult games now, aren’t you, you naughty little girl! I thought to myself, the end of my cock ready to explode. The preteen minx had me completely at her mercy and I couldn’t have been more turned on.

“Is this OK?” she asked,

knowing full well from my heavy breathing and the way I was bucking my hips that it was more than OK, regardless of her youthful inexperience or lack of knowledge. She was well and truly over her fear now. I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. I could feel the cum building, my balls aching for release. My body was transported to a state of ecstasy as I watched my young companion enthusiastically coax my seed out of me, her lips parted slightly as she watched my cock with a newly hungry expression.

My God, the curly-haired, brunette jailbait was servicing me with a better handjob than I could ever have dared to hope for! I instructed her to keep going to which she willingly obliged, even starting to speed up, pumping my cock up and down and up and down, milking me for all I was worth. It was as if she instinctively knew how to bring me to an explosive climax.

“I’m going to cum, sweetheart!” I gasped. “Keep going whatever happens, you’re doing amazing!”

Ellie seemed to redouble her efforts upon hearing that, enjoying the power she had over me right then, squeezing a little tighter as she jerked quicker and quicker. After a few more vigorous pumps I thrust my hips up as she stroked down on my cock, grunting with pleasure as a long string of cum spurted high out of me before landing with a moist splat over my groin.

A steady flow continued to run down my length onto Ellie’s hand and over my balls. She slowed a little as she watched open-mouthed at the amount of cum still seeping out of me, licking her lips without realizing as she stared, her virgin pussy experiencing a subconscious erotic tingle as my cock continued pulsing in her grasp. Watching her privately getting turned on as my semen flowed around her hand was equally arousing for me. Her face was slightly red from exertion and the sexual flush she’d felt from making me cum, I almost believed my erection would never subside.

I wanted to know just how much she’d enjoyed jerking off her first dick, and an adult one at that. She looked up at me, the covert thrill from the forbidden act she’d just performed difficult to keep off her face. I bent forwards and kissed her in a long, slow, passionate clinch. My hand searched for the bottom of her dress and slowly moved up under the fabric, gently sliding up and down the beautifully smooth skin on her inner thigh.

She tensed slightly but after a few moments her legs parted almost imperceptibly, just enough to let me know she secretly yearned for me to caress her virgin pussy. I cupped my hand softly over her schoolgirl mound, relishing the intense heat emanating from her little cunny and the shape and feel of her mons through her panties as I massaged it with my palm.

She spread her thighs apart a little more and my three middle fingers gently stroked her snatch through the thin material, I was thrilled to find her underwear had become noticeably moist. My middle digit slipped under her panties and I broke our kiss so I could fully drink in her reaction. Her slit was nice and slippery and I put just enough of my finger inside her to cover the fingernail. When I felt the wonderfully warm, cloying sensation of the young girl's nectar all over my fingertip my cock flexed in her hand I was so turned on.

The eleven-year-old closed her eyes and let out a barely audible exhalation of pleasure as I slowly circled my finger in and around her lubricated entrance. Her eyes opened and looked at me with a new expression, pleasure mingled with fear of the unknown and it was sexy as hell. The girl’s mouth stayed open as she breathed more heavily, deeply enjoying my digital administrations.

“I can’t believe how wet you are. Feels nice, doesn’t it?” I whispered lovingly.

“Mm-hmm,” she whimpered, biting her lip and slowly closing her eyes in pleasure again.

Her hand was still clasped around my dick although she no longer had the presence of mind to do anything other than focus on the finger that was first knuckle deep in her pussy. But I had the confirmation I wanted, the pubescent girl was willing and hot for a sexual awakening. Time to leave her unfinished and thirsting for more. I regretfully withdrew my finger which was now coated in her wonderful juices, wiping it on the outside of her underwear and over her hot slit. I was still rock hard and although I’d released a fountain of sperm I wanted nothing more at that moment than to take her there and then, fucking her brains out in the long grass in an act of pure, carnal lust.

But that would have to wait, we’d taken enough chances as it was. Luckily I had some tissues in my pockets and we managed to clean up my sticky mess fairly well. Now I was in no doubt, I had to have this girl at any cost and I was certain I could convince her to let me fuck her. She watched me as I got myself cleaned up and looking respectable again. She looked slightly sheepish about everything but I could see she was obviously excited about our taboo behaviour.

“Wow……that looked like you enjoyed that. I didn’t know there would be so much…….er, cum,” she said, a little glint in her eye as she tried the word out.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life before, I believe you enjoyed yourself too?” I teased.

She smiled shyly. “Yes, it was exciting, and I felt so naughty too. But it was a good feeling.”

“Oh, it was more than good, honey. Did you like playing with my cock? Tell me, I want to hear you say it”, I whispered.

“I really liked playing with your cock. I liked how hot and hard it felt in my hand…”

“Oh yeah, Ellie,” I groaned softly. “I want to help give you that wonderful feeling you just gave me, would you like that?”

“You would do that? I don’t know….someone might come.”

Too late for that, I thought.

“No, not here. Tomorrow is my last day before I go home. I’ve got an idea how we could spend some time together and we won’t be interrupted. I think I could arrange it so we can be alone in my caravan………is that something you would like?”

I could see her mind processing as she thought about what I was suggesting. I don’t know if she had some romantic notion that we would just be doing lots of kissing and hugging. Hopefully after all we’d done to each other so far she had a good idea of what might be in store.

Eventually, she nodded her head just a little.

“Yes, I’d like to see you again tomorrow. Are you going to……. touch me again?” she asked, almost hopefully.

Oh God, yes.

“Only if you want me to. I want you to enjoy what we do together, I think I can make you feel even better than you made me feel right now, which was incredible. But if you aren’t comfortable with anything we do then we’ll stop. OK?”

A nod and a relieved smile.

I sighed and paused for effect. “In fact, maybe this is too much. I don’t want to go too quickly for you. Maybe we shouldn’t do this after all…..”

“No!” she blurted. “No. It’s not too quick… I’d like to see you tomorrow.”

I smiled inwardly, relieved my gamble had paid off, promising her illicit thrills and pleasure on her terms then just teasing the idea that she might miss out on all that. Her hormones and desires were overriding any inhibitions or warning voices in her head. It was too much for her and now I had her where I wanted. She was all in, I kissed her urgently then, opening my lips and sliding my tongue into her mouth, probing gently until she understood and circled her own tongue around mine, tasting each other in a brief promise of what was to come tomorrow. I explained my plan for the next day, she was uncertain at first but with some reassurances from me and likely some leftover tingling after how I’d teased her soft, wet, young pussy, she agreed to what I proposed.