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Dating Agency Delights.
Written by Lensman.

This story is fictional, all characters and events depicted within are fictional and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

I have one unbreakable rule (to paraphrase Isaac Azimov):
I may not harm a Little Girl, or through inaction allow a Little Girl to come to harm.

Keep these fantasies where they belong; in your head.

Story Codes: (Mg, Cons, Pedo)

Story Intro:
Nick joins an online dating agency and meets the girl of his dreams.

Dating Agency Delights:

"Some people have no imagination," Nick mumbled to himself with a chuckle as he browsed through the online dating site, amazed at some of the names people picked for themselves. From the unimaginative using their own name, like "Callie" or "Tracy" or "Pippa", to the wild and downright weird, like "L!cet" or "StarryNite" or "CrazeeBabee". But then Nick couldn't really complain, his own name on the site was simply "nick76".

As he browsed through the newest entries, his attention was caught by one of them...
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Li'l Angel: is 21 years old, slim, 4'2" tall, and is single with no children. She is a non-smoker who rarely drinks. She is looking for a man for friendship that may lead to romance:
I'm a friendly, outgoing, caring sorta girl who is more into staying at home and watching a DVD or reading a book, than going out to clubs. I am told I have a GSoH, but you would have to judge that for yourself, lol
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"Wow!" Nick said aloud, even though he was alone, "She's small!" But, even though he was alone, he kept to himself that he thought her profile looked very interesting because of her small height.

Nick was a thirty-year-old man looking through an online dating site, looking for his perfect woman. Unfortunately for Nick, his perfect woman would have to be around ten years of age. Simply put, Nick loved little girls. He loved their innocence, the way that they thought, the way that they could love someone unconditionally, but most of all... he loved their little bodies, so cute and sexy. He loved young girls and that meant that he could never hurt one, no matter how much he lusted after them.

Nick was fairly sure that the height must have been a typo, he guessed that she was probably 5'2" in reality, but he did like her brief profile. He also liked to read, in fact he read voraciously, but preferred science fiction and fantasy to other genres. He also preferred to stay at home rather than go to clubs but he also liked to go to the cinema to watch a movie with friends.

With a little trepidation, he sent her a private message...
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Hi,
My name is Nick and from your profile, we share some interests.
Why not drop me a line and we can chat.

Nick
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He sat back and sighed, hoping that he would be able to feel attracted to a girl that was only nine years younger than he was, but at least she was slim and petit.

The following evening, Nick checked the dating site and was pleased to see that he had a reply from Li'l Angel...
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Hi Nick,
I'd love to chat with you, your profile sounds nice. :-)
I'm 21 and still working hard at school with homework, projects and stuff, but I still manage to squeeze in some time to read my favourite stories.
Why don't you tell me some more about yourself?

Angela
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Nick was cautious at first; he didn't want to invest time and his emotions into something, or someone, who might vanish for no reason. But, as the days passed, and they swapped messages they grew to know each other better. Nick soon looked forward to each evening, when he would log onto the dating site and get his next message from Angela.
After the second week, Nick sent Angela his email address and asked if she had a picture that she could send to him, what he got back took his breath away.
It was a headshot that showed she had dark-blonde straight hair long enough to hang below her shoulders and dark-blue penetrating eyes that he could almost imagine laughing in the picture. Her lips looked soft and sensual and were quirked in a half-smile and she had a nice small nose, making her face look perfect over her slender neck.

As he stared at the picture he had received, Nick felt himself drawn to her. He felt that he was attracted to her and that her face was one he could easily fall for... if her personality matched.
After some careful consideration, Nick selected a picture of his own that had been taken when he had been out with friends and sent that back to Angela.

As the weeks passed, emails flew back and forth between them. It was a rare day when one of them didn't email the other about something, even if it was simply to say "Hello. How are you?" or something similar. As they conversed, they learned about each other's likes and dislikes, about their senses of humour and what they both had in common. As they began to understand each other better, a friendship quickly developed, and from that the possibility of so much more.

After many weeks of almost daily emails, Nick finally decided it was time they should meet. He composed and sent her another email...
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Angela,
I have really enjoyed our emailed conversations, and you know I really like you... don't you think that it's time we actually met up somewhere?
I promise I'll be a perfect gentleman,

Nick
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The following day he received her short reply...
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Nick,
I'd love to meet up, because I really like you too and I can't wait to meet you.
Where and when?

Angela
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Nick grinned as he quickly typed his reply. He knew that Tuesday would be a good day to go and see a movie, as it would be less crowded during the week, and suggested...
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Angela,
How about I take you to see a movie? We won't have to dress up fancy, and we can have fun with no pressure, and be free to talk afterwards.
How does tomorrow night sound? Say 7pm?

Nick
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He felt a little surprised at himself, he was feeling excited at the prospect of meeting Angela, excited about meeting a grown woman rather than a young girl.

The next day at work, Nick was on tenterhooks. He was hardly able to concentrate on anything because his mind kept wondering to his proposed date with Angela that evening. He was looking forward to it so much that he kept thinking of how it might go and what he might say to her.
When he finally returned home, he switched on his computer as he stripped off his clothes ready for a shower. The computer beeped with an incoming message and Nick quickly sat in front of it, with his heart in his throat and a whispered prayer, "Please don't be Angela cancelling... Please don't be Angela cancelling..." he opened his email and read...
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Nick,
Yeah, a movie sounds great, but can we make it 6pm instead and I'll meet you there, inside the entrance, ok?
I'm really glad you asked to meet me Nick, there is something I need to tell you that you wouldn't believe unless / until we are face to face. I just hope that you won't overreact.

See you soon
Angela
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Nick was so relieved that Angela wasn't cancelling that he didn't notice the changed time at first. He sat wondering what she could want to tell him when he suddenly noticed. He jumped up and ran to his bathroom, shedding the last of his clothing as he ran. He only had fifteen minutes to shower and change before he had to leave, if he was to get to the cinema on time.

Nick arrived at the cinema parking lot and checked his watch. Only five minutes after 6pm... "Not too bad," he thought to himself with a grin, "considering I had no warning." He quickly parked his car and walked to the cinema entrance. He took a deep breath to try and calm his nerves and racing heart, and then entered the lobby and looked around for Angela.

"Hello Nick," he heard a high voice say softly behind him.
"Angela?" he smiled as he turned to greet her, but stopped when he saw who was stood before him.

She looked just like her picture, her dark blonde hair was brushed straight, flowing down over her shoulders to the middle of her flat chest and seemed to glow in the lighting of the cinema lobby. Her eyes were a deep-sea blue, and her cupid's bow lips looked soft, sensual and glossy pink, and were currently wearing a hesitant smile. She was wearing a navy blue pullover that complimented her eyes and tight jeans that snugly fit her slender hips and legs.
Nick swallowed hard, unable to say or do anything for a long moment, as he stared and took in his dream girl as he realised the profile had been correct, she couldn't be more than 4'2" tall.

"Well?" Angela asked, smiling tentatively, obviously worried by Nick's reaction, or lack of it.
"You are even more beautiful in person," Nick said softly and then blushed at his own temerity. "Erm..." he faltered nervously, "well... I wasn't expecting you to be so..."
Angela took Nick's hand and calmly led him to one side of the entrance lobby, out of the way of the other patrons where it was a little quieter. "You thought I'd be taller?" she sighed softly, "That I wouldn't look so young?"
Nick nodded absently, unable to believe his eyes. Angela didn't look any older than nine-years-old, and her clothes accentuated her youthful looks.
"Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about," she explained nervously, as if she was afraid of how Nick might react, "I have a genetic disorder called 'Kallman's Syndrome'. It stops puberty from happening so I still look young, even though I'm really twenty-one."

Nick was astounded, unable to believe his good luck. Angela was the perfect woman for him. She was old enough to be legal and yet she still looked like a little girl, and could continue to do so for many years. With a wide grin on his face, he pulled her into a tight hug. Suddenly, he felt his dick rear up and he quickly pulled back from their hug and blushed as he stammered, "Erm... do you know what film you want to see?" hoping that she hadn't felt his erection.
Angela smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I'd love to see 'The Goblet of Fire', I hear it's very good."
With a mundane task to take his mind off of his arousing thoughts of Angela, Nick smiled and walked over to the ticket counter to buy their tickets.

All through the movie, Nick held Angela's hand with their fingers entwined. He hardly saw what happened on the big-screen, his mind's eye was occupied with visions of Angela. Of what she might look like in a bikini, or even naked.

Nick continued to hold Angela's hand as they strolled out of the theatre and through the crowded lobby to the outside.
Angela tugged on his hand and Nick turned to smile at her inanely, he was lost in a sea of bliss at the mere thought of having her as his girlfriend. "Would you like me to take you home?" he asked as he indicated where he had parked.
"Thanks, but I have my car with me," she replied as she pointed to another section of the parking lot, "and I really should be getting home."
"Oh, ok," Nick replied, feeling disappointed that their time together would be cut short. "Would you like to have dinner with me next Saturday evening?" he suddenly blurted out, and struggled not to blush at his own audacity.
"I'd love to," she replied with a grin, and then looked at her watch and was startled by what she found. "Email me the details," she said as she quickly turned and dashed away towards her car as if she was late.

Nick watched as she ran off into the dusk of the evening. When he could no longer see her he turned and walked back to his own car in a daze. He drove home feeling like he was riding on cloud nine, but he was still unable to believe his good fortune. Angela looked young and beautiful; his ideal girl in form and face, in body and beauty and what he had seen of her mind also drew him like a moth to a flame. Willing to risk being scorched just to bask in the light of her presence.

The following day, Nick found himself thinking of Angela and smiling, daydreaming and fantasising about her. Not all of the fantasies were erotic, although her hot child-like body featured in a number of those too. He dreamed of taking her to exotic far distant places, of marrying her and living together, he even dreamed of having children with her.
As soon as he got home that evening, he sent an email to her...
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Angela,
I've booked us a table at Chez Renee for 7pm on Saturday. I hope that's ok with you, but let me know if it's not and I'll change it. Do you want me to pick you up? If you do, I'll need directions. ;-)
I had a great time with you last night, I really enjoyed your company and I hope you enjoyed yourself too, even if you did run off so suddenly. ???

Thinking of you
Nick
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When Nick arrived home on Thursday evening, he switched on his computer as soon as he got there in the hopeful anticipation of finding a new message from Angela. He was a little disappointed when he found no new messages and, after eating, he browsed around the net while he waited for her reply.
Nick was shocked when he happened to look at his clock, he had been browsing for hours and he'd still had no reply from Angela. With disappointment shadowing his heart, he switched off the computer and headed for bed.

Nick worried and fretted all day Friday and was unable to concentrate on his work. When he finally returned home, he anxiously switched on his computer and waited for it to boot up. He logged into his email and waited impatiently for it to retrieve any new messages.
Nothing! Nick couldn't believe it, there were still no new messages for him. Apprehensive questions circled round in his mind... Why hadn't Angela replied? Did she not want to see him anymore? Had she been in an accident?

Feeling depressed and dejected, Nick began making himself something to eat before sitting down and desultorily hopping through the TV channels, not really watching what was on. As the time got later and later, and Nick had still not heard the beep of an incoming message on the computer, he decided to switch off and just go to bed.

Saturday morning dawned bright and early, although Nick didn't appreciate it. He climbed out of bed, showered and dressed with no enthusiasm and then switched on his computer. He sighed sadly when he found no new message but he left it running and started on his household chores. Feeling a little rejected; he worked through his chores until he heard his computer beep with an incoming message. His spirit soared with joy as he ran to his machine and then crashed to earth when he saw that it was just spam. He deleted it with a curse and returned to his interrupted work.

Three times Nick's hopes were raised by the beep of an incoming message on his machine, only for them to be dashed again when he read the email and found it was not from Angela. Why hadn't she replied?
The last time he heard his machine beep, just after noon, Nick considered ignoring it and just continuing with his work, but he couldn't take that chance and he sighed as he sat down, ready to delete another spam message.
His heart leapt into his mouth when he saw it was from Angela and he rapidly read...
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Nick,
That sounds great! I'll meet you on the corner of Pinewood Drive and Yellow Creek Road at 6:30 tonight.

Looking forward to seeing you again,
Angela
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Yes! She wanted to see him again! Nick was overjoyed at the thought of taking her out again. With a big grin on his face he quickly typed out his reply...
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Angela,
I'll be there to pick you up on the dot, and be sure to wear something fancy ;-)

Thinking of you lots!
Nick
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The remainder of the day flashed by for Nick. He quickly finished his chores tidying up the house and making sure his bedroom was neat and tidy too. "Just in case Angela wants to visit," he said to himself once he had finished, and then quickly added, "not that I expect anything to happen of course!" He then chuckled and shook his head at himself, "Listen to me... so excited about this date that I'm talking to myself."

As the time approached, Nick took a quick shower before dressing in slate grey slacks and a light blue cotton shirt with a royal blue tie. With one last check in the mirror, he left the house and climbed into his car feeling happy. As he approached Yellow Creek Road he felt his stomach begin to flutter and his heartbeat was racing. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, as he slowly drove along Yellow Creek Road looking for Pinewood Drive.

He spotted the correct road at the same time as he spotted the figure stood on the corner and pulled over beside her. He quickly got out of the car, jogged round to the walkway and smiled at Angela as he opened the passenger door and said, "Your carriage awaits m'lady."
Angela put her hand over her mouth to cover her soft giggles and then daintily climbed into the passenger seat.

Angela's long dark blonde hair had been brushed back from her face and was loosely collected at the nape of her neck into a loose tail hanging down her back. Her face was perfect and unblemished with her lips a bright crimson colour that seemed to heighten their sensual, kissable nature. She was wearing a black overcoat that was buttoned up and effectively hid her from neck to knees.

Nick quickly returned to the driver's side and climbed in before smoothly pulling away, heading for the restaurant. After a moment's nervous silence he said, "It's good to see you again, how have you been?"
"Good," she replied with a soft smile, "you know, busy with school and stuff. What about you?"
"Good," he replied with a nervous smile and nod, "you know, same as usual." He drove on in silence, wracking his brain for something to say as the usual casual conversation and easy banter of their emails was lost in a sea of nervous tension.

"Erm... what's with the coat?" he asked as the silence stretched, curious because the weather was warm enough to not need it.
Angela smiled as she replied cryptically, "It's so that what I'm wearing will remain a surprise."
Nick glanced at her quickly and saw her pleased smile, like the cat that got the cream. "Ookay," he drawled and then chuckled as Angela giggled, he did like the sound of her giggle.

Nick pulled into the parking lot near the restaurant and deliberately parked under one of the tall lights. They both climbed out of the car and Nick dashed round to Angela's side.
"Can you take my coat?" she asked as she turned her back to him.
Nick grasped the collar and shoulders of the coat and pulled it back and down, revealing Angela's shapely shoulders. Once Nick had taken it, Angela turned back to face him and smiled as she asked, "Well... what do you think?"

Nick's jaw almost hit the floor. Angela was wearing a dress of flowing silky material that was a bright scarlet that matched her lips. Thin spaghetti straps over her shoulders held up the bodice tight to her flat chest. It hugged her flat stomach and slender waist down to her hips and then flared into a skirt down to her knees. Her legs were encased in white sheer hose and her feet were in shiny red pumps with two-inch heels.
As Angela again turned on the spot, Nick could see that the dress was scooped very low at the back. The thin straps crossed over between her delicate shoulder blades and looped through the sides of the bodice and then were tied together at the bottom of the scoop where it crossed the base of Angela's spine. The silky material of the dress hugged Angela's firm bottom like a second skin, and Nick was sure he could see no panty lines.

Nick stood for a long moment simply staring at the vision of loveliness stood before him. Eventually he sighed and smiled earnestly, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Angela smiled and blushed slightly at his compliment before saying, "I'm hungry, let's go eat."

The meal in the fancy restaurant was wonderful. Nick quickly relaxed and lost his nervousness as they talked and laughed together, and Angela was the engaging and intelligent conversationalist that he knew she could be from the emails they had exchanged. Of course the glass of wine they had each drunk with their meal probably helped.

Nick walked back to his car feeling ecstatic with Angela on his arm. The date had gone very well and the more he knew of her the more he liked her. Even the fact that she had grown a little giggly was attractive to him. He opened the passenger door and carefully seated Angela before walking around the car and climbing behind the wheel. He didn't want the night to end, but he reluctantly asked, "Would you like to go somewhere else? Or would you like me to take you home?"
Angela giggled again and shook her head. "Nope," she replied firmly, "I want to go to your place and see what it looks like!" she then giggled yet again.
Nick was surprised and pleased as he pulled away from the parking lot, heading for home.

Nick showed Angela into his lounge and asked, "Would you like something to drink... coffee, tea?"
"A diet soda if you have one," Angela smiled as she looked around the medium sized room.
Nick entered the small kitchen area and took a can from the fridge and a glass from the cupboard, as he returned to the lounge he saw that Angela was looking through the open door into his bedroom.
She giggled and blushed as she spun around, like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar, and stammered, "Erm... nice place you've got."
"Thanks, I like it," he smiled as he handed her the can of soda and glass and then returned to his favourite armchair and relaxed into it with a sigh.

Angela smiled at him and blushed as she hesitantly stepped closer. She put the glass and unopened can on a nearby table before she turned back to Nick and suddenly sat down on his lap. Nick grinned at her, surprised by her bold move and was even more surprised when she leant closer, put her arms behind his neck and kissed him.
Her soft, tender lips caressed Nick's lightly. Gently pushing and sliding against his before she eased her small tongue between his lips and into his mouth. Nick moaned softly at her lingual intrusion and gently sucked on it as Angela relaxed further on his lap. He felt his heart racing in his chest and his dick rising in his slacks.

'Was he moving too fast?' His conscience pricked him, 'was he taking advantage of her?' The fact that she had started kissing him told him 'No' but he had to be sure. With great reluctance, Nick pushed Angela away and pulled back from her wonderful kiss. "We should take it slow," he suggested with concern colouring his voice.
Angela's face clouded up and tears began to well in her eyes. "Why does everyone treat me like a little girl?" she asked sticking her bottom lip out in a cute pout. "I'm not eight-years-old any more... I can look after myself!"

Nick didn't know where the sudden outburst of anger and resentment had come from, but he could certainly empathise with her. He gently stroked his hand up and down the soft skin of her bare back, trying to comfort her, as he softly said, "I just wondered if we are moving a little fast, this is only our second date after all."
"You don't like me," she cried softly as tears trickled from her eyes, "you think I'm too young as well!"
"Oh Angela," Nick sighed as he pulled her into a warm and tender hug, "I really like you a lot." If only she knew how he really felt about her youthful looks, how her very youth made her irresistible to him. He paused a moment as he gathered his courage before continuing in a soft whisper, "I think I may even be falling in love with you."

"Prove it," Angela asked softly from where her face was buried against the hollow of his neck. She pushed herself away from him and looked deep into his eyes. "Please..." she said still teary eyed, "please prove that you really like me."
"Angela..." he began to protest softly as he shook his head, not wanting to take advantage of her emotional vulnerability.
"Please Nick," she asked again plaintively, "prove that I am attractive, that I'm not too young."

"You are not too young," Nick replied earnestly as he felt his dick grow even harder under Angela's firm bottom, "you are absolutely perfect!"
Angela grinned jubilantly and wrapped her arms around his neck again before kissing him forcefully. She pressed her lips firmly against his and pushed her tongue deep into his mouth.
Nick moaned at her passionate kiss and sucked on her tongue as Angela wriggled on his lap, causing his dick to throb in his slacks. He then squirmed his tongue into Angela's mouth and felt her suck on it sensuously. They kissed, tonguing back and forth, with rising passion until Nick pulled back again while panting, "And I'll prove it!"

He held Angela in his arms as he struggled to stand up and then carried her to his bedroom. He set her down on the edge of his bed and knelt at her feet. She blushed but smiled at him as he reached for the thin straps of her dress and slid them over her shoulders and down her slender arms. "Every part of you is perfect," he whispered as the bib-like top of her dress slithered down to gather at her waist exposing her flat chest and proud little nipples standing erect.
"Even my lack of..." Angela asked softly as she indicated her flat chest.
"Everything," Nick replied with a smile and then licked the pads of both thumbs and gently rubbed them across her erect little nubs causing her to hiss an indrawn gasp of surprise. He watched the flush of her cheeks spread down to her neck and her breathing increase as he continued to rub and gently tweak her sensitive little nipples before he ducked close and sucked one between his lips. Angela moaned sensuously and thrust her chest at Nick as he sucked and lapped at her firm little nipple before softly kissing his way across to her other one and giving it the same treatment.

Nick abandoned Angela's tender nipples and stood as he held her shoulders and then kissed her softly as he gently guided her back down until she was lying on the bed. He softly kissed her cheek and along her jaw, gently nibbled and sucked on her earlobe and then kissed down the length of her exposed throat. He kissed and licked down her heaving chest and over her erect little nipples once more, eliciting excited mewls of pleasure. He slowly trailed down and around her small innie bellybutton until he finally kissed the tender flesh just above the silk of her dress that was still gathered at her waist.
He trailed his fingertips down her sides and grasped the soft silky material at her waist before gently pulling it down towards her feet. Under Nick's firm insistence, Angela's dress slowly slid down and over her legs to her feet and puddled on the floor where he dropped it.

Nick nearly drooled at the sight that greeted him. At the top of her long slender stocking clad legs, snug-fitting pale-cream silky panties hugged Angela's firm, proud vulva and nestled into her tight slit. As she parted her knees a little, Nick could see a spreading damp spot darkening the crotch of her panties just above the thong back that disappeared between her firm butt cheeks.
Nick leant over and softly placed his lips over the top of her slit in a gentle kiss as he reached for the waistband at her hips with his hands trembling with anticipation. 'Please be hairless' he silently pleaded, hoping and wishing that Angela would continue to be perfect.

Nick closed his eyes, to prolong the suspense, and slowly pulled Angela's thong down past her knees. He then lowered his lips the scant inch to kiss the heated flesh of her baby-smooth mons. He opened his eyes and grinned at Angela's perfect bald vulva, pale as alabaster but with a pale pink blush, before he lapped along its length causing Angela to sigh softly with pleasure.
He kissed the top of her tight slit once more as he slid his hands up her slender legs and gently pushed her knees further apart. Nick felt his hard cock stiffen even more as the subtle musky scent of Angela's arousal wafted up to him. He watched as Angela's labia barely parted displaying the bright pink interior shiny with her own oily secretions.
Nick quickly ducked his head between her soft thighs and slowly lapped his wide tongue from the wet base of her slit up to her tiny hidden clit in one smooth, firm motion. Angela gasped at the sensation of Nick's tongue and she flinched a little, tightening her thighs about his head, and then she moaned at the pleasure and relaxed, slipping one of her ankles from her panties and spreading her legs even wider apart.

Nick licked along Angela's heated slit, lapping at her soft labia before he pushed his tongue tip deeper into her slit between her rubbery lips. Angela gasped and then moaned as Nick slowly pushed his stiffened tongue into the tight entrance of her vagina, feeling the wet heat of her insides and tasting her essence as he slowly built up her pleasure.
He gently kissed and sucked at the firm aroused flesh of her labia, working his way up to the top of her slit before he probed with his tongue for her clit. Nick prodded and probed at Angela's small clit, making her gasp with each touch and moan with each swipe. He used his thumbs to gently part her slick lips, latching his mouth over her small nubbin and then sucking firmly, making Angela groan deeply as she hunched her hips up at him.
He felt Angela's small clit stiffen and grow as he sucked and swirled his tongue in circles around it. He rapidly flicked his tongue over the tip of it forcing a grunted squeal from Angela's lips, quickly followed by a low moan of, "Oh my god!"

Nick lifted up and away from Angela, quickly unfastened his belt and removed his slacks and boxers before removing his tie and hastily pulling his shirt off over his head, turning it inside out in his hurry to get naked. Angela looked up at him and smiled languorously as he knelt between her spread knees and poised himself over her prone body before he gently kissed her once more.
Nick kissed Angela softly and sensuously but with rising passion as he poised his rampant erection at her heated sex. He slowly pressed the spongy head of his dick into and along her juice-slick slit, spreading her hot, oily secretions all over his glans. Angela hissed as Nick repeatedly swiped the head of his dick over her sensitive clit before he finally pointed it at the dribbling entrance of her sex and pushed.
He pushed against the tight ring of Angela's vaginal entrance, forcing her bald lips out and around his invading flesh as he felt the spongy head of his dick squeeze through the entrance of her small pussy and suddenly slide into the tight wet grip of her vagina. He quickly halted with just the head of his dick inside her, not moving a muscle as he strained to hold back his impending cum.

After only a moment, Angela squirmed and whimpered, "Please..."
Nick felt his imminent release recede, even though Angela was wriggling her hips, and began small thrusts, pumping just the head of his dick in and out of her tight little hole. Slowly at first, Nick slid his glans in and out of Angela's vaginal entrance, relishing the tight feeling of her young looking body.
"Please..." Angela whimpered again in Nick's ear as she held his head and wrapped her long legs around his waist. "F-Fuck me!"

Nick grinned and then kissed her passionately, probing her mouth with his tongue as he used small thrusts to slowly work his rampant dick ever deeper into her hot and wet velvet grip. Angela peeped with each small thrust of Nick's dick until he was fully embedded and then she moaned with a mix of relief and pleasure. Nick slowly dragged his dick almost all the way out and then plunged smoothly back in until their loins met. Angela groaned into Nick's mouth and he felt her heated velvety sheath ripple along the shaft of his dick.
He lifted himself up on his hands and looked down between their bodies to where they met, not quite believing his good fortune. Angela's plump labia were obviously stretched around his dick as he again pulled almost all of the way out and plunged smoothly back in, he could also see the tip of her clit rub against the top of his shaft with every thrust he made.

Nick thrust into his small lover, gently increasing the speed and power of his thrusts until he could hear the wet, meaty slap, slap, slap of their loins meeting repeatedly.
"Oh... Oh... Oh..." Angela chanted in time to Nick's thrusts as she arched her neck and pulled her ankles against his thighs, encouraging him to go harder and faster as she clutched at the bed covers spasmodically.
With each thrust, Nick felt Angela's inner muscles jump and grab at his rigid member, making his own pleasure build up rapidly. He felt his balls tighten as the burning need to cum became unbearable. Suddenly he felt Angela arch up under him as her pussy clamped down on his dick hard. The thought of her orgasm triggered Nick's own climax. With an inarticulate grunt, he felt jet after jet of his hot cum squirt powerfully, deep into her body... deep into her waiting womb. When his climax finally shuddered to an end, Nick rolled off of Angela onto his back beside her, panting heavily.

"Oh... my... god!" Angela whimpered tearfully, "I didn't... didn't know it could feel soooo good..."
As Nick drowsed, listening to Angela's panted exclamations, he suddenly realised what he had done. He had cum deep inside her but hadn't used any protection. Did her disorder protect her or not? Could she be fertile? He abruptly sat up and looked down at her glowing smile as she languished beside him. "Is it ok?" he asked anxiously, hoping he hadn't messed everything up, or made her mad at him, "you are on the pill, aren't you?"
"What?" Angela asked slowly, obviously still in a daze of post orgasmic bliss.
"I didn't pull out when I came," he confessed, feeling worried and a little guilty.
"Oh that's ok," she grinned languidly, "I've not started my period yet."
"Oh good," Nick grinned and sighed with relief as he lay back on the bed.

Suddenly, what Angela had just said registered. "What!?" Nick yelped as he sat bolt upright and looked at her wide-eyed. Stared at her cute, young-looking face, mussed and dishevelled from their vigorous lovemaking, as she nibbled at her bottom lip looking anxious. "What do you mean, 'not started yet'?" he asked when she wouldn't meet his gaze.
"W-Well..." she stammered and smiled nervously, not at all like the sophisticated twenty-one-year-old he had come to know. "I haven't really started my period yet."
Nick looked at her feeling shock and wonder, as if seeing her for the first time. Could she have lied to him? Could she be as young as she looked? "How old are you really?" he asked in a shocked whisper as his heart hammered in his chest.

Nick watched as tears welled in Angela's eyes and she turned away from him, hiding her face in her hands. "You're not twenty-one are you?" he asked softly, as he gently placed his hand on her arm.
Angela shook her head and sniffled behind her hands, "I'm so sorry, please don't hate me..."
"I could never hate you," he chuckled softly, "I promise," and then pulled her, turning her to face him, and hugged her close. She continued to breathe tremulously as her tears subsided and Nick quietly asked, "So, how old are you really? Sixteen?" She sniffed hard and shook her head as she hugged him back, hard. Nick's heart sped up as he realised what he had done, and with whom. "Um, ok..." he gulped nervously, "Fifteen? Fourteen?"
Angela shook her head again and murmured, "No, I'm really...... Eleven!"

Nick was stunned, his mind spinning around and around one thing, she was only eleven-years-old! She was truly his ideal girl, eleven-years-old and he had fucked her! He was in so much trouble, she was only eleven-years-old!

Nick felt as if he had lost the girl he had found, the one he had thought he could love, he felt like he was laying on his bed holding a stranger. He stroked Angela's soft back soothingly and quietly asked, "Why did you do it? Why did you join the website and then tell all those lies?"
"They're not all lies!" she protested with a whine as she lifted her head to look at him.
Nick thought she looked even more beautiful than she had before, her tear filled eyes and flushed face made him want to hug and protect her, no matter who she might be, and the thought of her age made his dick begin to fill once again. "So tell me why you did it," he asked firmly as he looked deep into her enchanting eyes.

"I really do have Kallman's syndrome," she explained softly, looking down as she idly trailed her fingertips through the sparse hair on Nick's chest before complaining, "and everyone still treats me like I'm only eight or nine!"
"And..." Nick prompted quietly after a moment's silence.
She continued, pouting and softly grumbling, "None of the boys at school will even look at me because of how I look, and mum and dad are just as bad, treating me like I'm too young to understand anything. So I joined the website to see if I could find someone who would see the real me... the one inside this little body... someone like you." She then looked up at Nick and added earnestly, "The only lie I told was when I added ten years to my age... the rest is still the real me!"

"I'm so glad to hear that," Nick replied with a grin, feeling like he had just regained the girl he thought he'd lost. He then sighed resignedly, "but we still have a big problem."
Angela looked at him with firm resolve shining in her eyes as she shook her head in denial, "No we don't!"
"Yes we do," he nodded sadly, not wanting to say what he knew he must. "You are much to young to have sex with. What I did to you means I broke the law and should go to jail for a long time."
"No!" Angela protested vehemently as she held on to him tightly, as if she could protect him from what the world would do if it found out, "I love you and I'm not going to lose you to some stupid law!"
"And I love you too," he replied with a soft smile, "and I could never do anything to hurt you, but we can't..."
"Good!" Angela interrupted, grinning at Nick's expression as she rested her head against his chest looking up at him, "That's settled then, neither of us will tell anyone!"

Nick looked down at Angela stunned silent for a moment, and then grinned at her attitude. "We'll have to tell your parents at some point."
Angela nodded and grinned back, "Yeah... in about six or seven years... just before our wedding!"

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