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First Time.
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:
Mark and Tina's first time together.

First Time:

Mark looked up when he felt the first drop of cold rain hit the back of his neck and run under his collar. The sky above was filled with dark grey clouds that promised more rain and looked thick and heavy. "Great!" he muttered indignantly to himself as he increased his walking pace, "That's all I need!"

Mark continued walking the footpath that he used every weekday. It ran beside the infrequently used road out of the small rural town where his school was situated towards home in a tiny village about two miles distant.

He shivered as he felt a sudden drop in the temperature and pulled his school blazer closed as he tried to stay warm. An odd hissing, pattering sound intruded on Mark's trudging pace forcing him to look up from the path before him and around for the source of the sound. To his horror he saw a dark wall of torrential rain advancing on him like an unstoppable army and he had no choice but to turn and run.
He ran panting for breath, his school shoes pounding on the hard concrete in an even slapping rhythm, towards the sheltering cover of the road bridge that spanned over his path carrying a heavily used main duel-carriageway that bypassed the rural town. He ran in under the bridge and skidded to a halt with his lungs pumping like bellows to get his breath back before he looked back behind him and saw the dark wall of water sweep inexorably towards him and over the bridge.

The rain pummelled the footpath beyond the shelter of the bridge and quickly began to flow in along the path under the bridge towards where Mark was standing. The concrete face of the embankment supporting the road was sloped back and up to a ledge where someone had discarded a number of large cardboard boxes. Mark scrambled up the concrete slope away from the flowing water and cursed, "Shit! I'm gonna be late!"

Just as Mark sat on one of the smaller boxes a small figure ran out of the rain and into the shelter of the bridge from the other side. He couldn't see much in the shadowed half-light but he could see that she was wearing a skirt and was carrying a backpack.
"You got caught out too did you?" he called out with a slight chuckle.

The girl startled at the unexpected voice from above and span round to look at him before she scrambled up the steep concrete slope to join him. "Y-y-yes," she stammered as she got closer, "an-an-an' n-n-now I-I-I'm g-g-gonna b-b-be l-l-late h-h-home!"

Mark wondered if she was scared or just had a bad stutter until she was close enough for him to see her properly. She was absolutely drenched, her dark blonde hair was plastered to her head, the dark burgundy blazer she was wearing was dripping wet as was her black and white check patterned pleated short skirt. Even her white knee-length socks were soaked through. He suddenly realised that she must be freezing and her teeth were chattering with the sudden cold.
"You'll catch your death of cold like that!" he exclaimed as he quickly took off his own blazer and held it out to her. "Take off your blazer and put mine on," he suggested, holding it open for her. The girl hesitated for only a moment before she quickly stripped off her jacket, laying it over one of the boxes, and slipped into Mark's.
"Th-th-thanks," she stammered, still chilled to the bone.

Being the good scout that he was, Mark quickly gathered together some of the discarded cardboard into a pile and then stacked some of the shorter lengths of wood from a broken pallet against the cardboard before using his scout matches to light the cardboard. It quickly caught alight and burned merrily in the small fire Mark had constructed, giving them both warmth and light.

"Thanks, erm..." the girl said when the fire was burning well.
"Mark," he added for her as he turned to smile at her, finally getting a good look at her in the firelight, and was shocked. She was about four-foot tall and was wearing his blazer like it was an oversized robe with her naked slender legs sticking out of the bottom. She had obviously removed her sodden blouse and skirt as he could see them lying on other boxes behind her and suddenly recognised the badge on the breast pocket of her blazer. It was from the junior school in his home village so he knew she could be no older than ten.
"Erm..." he faltered for a moment in the view of her apparently being naked under his jacket, and then indicated her wet clothing, "they will need to be closer to the fire to dry properly."

Mark fetched some more of the bigger empty cardboard boxes and placed them to shield the fire from the wind and allow the girl more places to hang her wet clothes.
"Thanks Mark," the girl said again bashfully, "my name's Tina."
"You're most welcome Tina," Mark smiled at her as he fed a little more wood into the fire. He couldn't help looking at her, she looked so beautiful and yet so helpless.

A long few moments passed as they quietly listened to the fire crackle and the rain pelt down outside their shelter. Suddenly Tina broke the silence with a timid question. "Mark, do you think I'm pretty?"

Mark had no idea where the question had come from. He blushed crimson and looked at Tina in surprise. She was looking at her knees, obviously blushing and avoiding his gaze, but he couldn't deny it. "I think you are very pretty Tina," he finally said softly.
Tina looked up at him and grinned brightly. "Really?" she squealed, overjoyed that he liked her and feeling more confident about what she wanted to ask him. "I bet you've had lots of girlfriends who're prettier than me though, right?"

Mark had no idea where her questions were coming from, or why. What was it that was prompting her to ask that of him? He couldn't tell her the embarrassing truth that he was still a virgin, or that most of the girls in his school thought him a geek and wouldn't go near him. He did what anyone would do in that situation; he lied... sort of. "I've had enough girlfriends, but I can honestly say that none of them were prettier than you."
Tina blushed at Mark's compliment and knew that he was the one she could ask, the one who could teach her what she wanted to know. "Mark," she started slowly and timidly, "can I ask you somethin'? Somethin' important? An' promise you won't laugh."

Mark was intrigued and wondered what it might be that she could want to know. "You can ask me anything," he smiled generously, "anything at all."
Tina smiled back at him and blurted out rapidly, "All the other girls in class say that they have 'done it' an' say that it is the best thing ever but that it hurts the first time unless you 'do it' with someone who has 'done it' lots of times before an' I was wondering if..." She then paused in her long unending sentence to draw breath and blush scarlet before continuing, "would you 'do it' with me?"

Mark was dumbfounded by both her long speech and her question. At first he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. A very pretty girl was asking him if he would teach her about 'doing it'... about sex. The fact that she was only nine or ten only made the prospect even more exciting and his heart beat faster. As his silence continued Tina's face grew more and more dejected until Mark could see the glint of unshed tears in her eyes causing him to break his silence. "I-if you're really sure," he faltered, "I-I'd be happy to teach you what I know."
"Yea!" Tina squealed as she jumped up, flashing her bare chest and white cotton panties, and hugged Mark tight.

Mark had a good idea of the mechanics of sex, even if he hadn't actually had any practical experience with anyone. He had read a lot and had even found some porn on the internet.
As Tina hugged Mark, she felt something pressing into her belly. Curious she stepped back and held her hand against the hardness in Mark's crotch. "Is that your 'thing'?" she asked, wonder colouring her voice, "Can I see it?"

Mark nodded, "Um... I guess so," and started to undo his trousers. He awkwardly removed his trousers and underpants as Tina stared in rapt fascination at his bobbing erection. Feeling extremely embarrassed standing before Tina in his shirt only, Mark chuckled nervously and joked, "Tina, this is my cock. Mr cock, this is Tina," as if he was introducing them.
Tina giggled and then gently took hold of Mark's erection and shook it. "Pleased to meet you Mr cock," she snickered.

Mark couldn't believe how good it felt to have Tina just hold him, much better than when he did it for himself. "You know," Mark suggested, "if you move your hands up and down my cock, it will feel very good for me."
Tina nodded and started to slowly move her hands up and down his shaft, "Like this?" she asked softly.
"Yeah," Mark nodded and added, "maybe go a little bit faster?"
Tina moved her hands, pumping them up and down on Mark's hard cock as she stared at it intently, her tongue tip poking out the side of her mouth with her concentration.

"Is it true?" she asked after stroking Mark's cock with a steady rhythm for a while.
"Is what true?" Mark asked back, feeling distracted by her inexpert but enthusiastic hands on his cock and the pleasure she was giving him.
Tina continued stroking his cock as she explained, "The other girls say that I should suck on your 'thing'... um, I mean your cock, to show you I really want you to 'do it' with me."

Mark's excitement suddenly ramped up at the thought of having his cock sucked, even if it was a young girl... especially by a young girl! "Yeah you can suck my cock if you want," he replied with a big grin.
Tina grinned and knelt before Mark, putting her head perfectly in line with his proud cock, and opened her mouth wide. She tentatively licked at the bulbous head of his dick and then slowly sucked it between her soft, warm lips and into her mouth.

"Ooohhh that's good!" Mark groaned softly with the exquisite feeling of Tina's warm mouth sucking on his cock head. Her tongue was writhing and rubbing against the head of his dick as she sucked on it and continued to pump her hands up and down the shaft.
Tina was surprised by her first taste of cock, she had expected it to be bad but it didn't taste of much and felt so exciting and naughty.

Mark groaned again as he felt the familiar sensation of his balls tightening. "I'm gonna squirt!" he yelled as he felt his cum boil up his shaft and squirt jet after jet into Tina's still sucking mouth.
Tina was surprised by Mark's yell and the sudden flood of thick, salty liquid in her mouth. She continued to suck his cock and swallowing the salty liquid, but there was too much for her and it began oozing out around his cock.

Tina pulled her mouth off of Mark's cock with a sucking slurp and then looked up at him and grinned. "Did you like that?" she asked as she licked her lips in search of any dribbles she had missed.
"Yeah!" Mark replied emphatically, grinning widely.

Tina grinned as she stood and quickly stripped off her white cotton panties before she sat on top of, and lay back over, one of the low boxes. She spread her legs wide apart and gently tickled her bald pussy lips as she asked, "Are you gonna 'do it' with me now?"
Mark could see that she was a little bit afraid, her voice trembled and her smile looked a little forced, but he wanted to fuck her anyway. Unfortunately his spent dick prevented him, his heart was willing but his flesh was weak. "No," he shook his head still smiling, "but I am gonna lick you!"

Mark knelt between Tina's spread knees and leant over her parted thighs. Her pussy lips were plump and flushed a rosy pink and he could see a faint sheen of moisture oozing from between them. Poking out between her lips at the top of her slit was her erect clit, and it looked to Mark like the eraser from a pencil. He bent lower and breathed in the heady scent of Tina's arousal before he slowly began kissing and licking around her tender pussy, lapping and sucking every square inch. He swiped his flat tongue up along her slit before he briefly sucked on her hard clit. He used his thumbs to gently part her fleshy pussy lips and pushed his stiffened tongue as deep into her hole as he could. He was rewarded with the indescribable taste of her sex juices, so he stabbed his tongue into her heated vagina again and again, doing his best to fuck her with it.
Tina groaned loudly, grabbed at Mark's head and held onto his hair as he thrust his tongue in and out of her tight virginal sheath. She moaned at the riot of exquisite feelings she felt flooding from her pussy as Mark lapped and sucked at her. She squealed even louder as Mark's lips surrounded her hard, proud clit and he sucked it hard and strummed it with his tongue, sending her mind and body into an explosion of colours and feelings as she had her first ever orgasm, from a boy.

Mark softly nursed on Tina's heated sex as she slowly recovered from her explosive cum. He'd had no idea she would cum so strongly, or so loud, and he was grateful for the drumming of the rain muffling her screams of ecstasy. As Tina began to stir again, Mark straightened up and shuffled closer on his knees. He held his recovered erection and swiped the spongy head along the groove of her slit, swiping it up and down from her sultry entrance to her proud clit and back again, causing her to moan softly at the feeling. He could feel her hot oily juices leaking from her and coating the head of his cock.
Tina looked up at Mark wide eyed when she realised what he was preparing to do. "Are you gonna 'do it' now?" she asked with a slight tremble in her voice.
"If you are sure you want me to," he replied earnestly, not willing to force this darling girl into something she wasn't ready for, but dearly hoping she was ready.

"Yeah!" Tina nodded and grinned as she parted Mark's blazer and began to lightly trace her fingers over her hard, erect little nipples. "I want you to 'do it' with me!"
Mark rubbed his cock head along her juicy slit once more before he pushed it down and poised it at her entrance. With the tiniest of movements, he pushed his cock at and into the tight entrance to Tina's virgin sheath. Gradually he felt the spongy head of his cock being squeezed by her tight entrance as he very slowly pushed his way into her. After an agonisingly long time, Mark finally felt his hard shaft engulfed inside of the tight, wet grip of Tina's immature vagina. The feel and thought of penetrating the ex-virgin pussy of a ten-year-old girl was almost enough to make him cum right then, but somehow he managed to hold on and relax, until eventually the feeling of impending release subsided.

"Ooooh!" Tina groaned aloud, the feeling of Mark's cock as it slowly pushed into her, of it stretching her insides, was sending rippling waves of pleasure spreading out from her pussy, making her wriggle her hips in delight. She was elated; she had beaten her fear of being left behind by the other girls, her fear of being excluded from the cool group and forced herself to talk to an older boy. She had screwed up her courage and taken the opportunity to talk to Mark and ask him to 'do it' with her, and she was so glad she did, the feeling of Mark's cock sliding in and out was like nothing she had ever felt before.
Mark looked down at Tina's glowing, grinning face as he slowly dragged his cock almost all the way out of her velvet grip, and then slid slowly and smoothly back in. He watched her as he slowly pumped in and out of her tight, hot embrace. He was surprised as she scrunched up her eyes and groaned as he felt her hot velvet muscles grip and ripple a little around his shaft. She'd had a cum so soon?
He leant back and looked at the union where their bodies fit so perfectly, as he slowly withdrew and then pushed home again. Her plump labia were stretched around his hard shaft as he pulled almost all the way out again and then plunged smoothly back in.

Tina was lost in a world of pleasure. She had never guessed that 'doing it'... that sex could feel so good. She felt Mark, her wonderful lover, pumping his hard cock in and out of her hot sex, driving her up to another small explosion, making her groan with delight. She knew something bigger and better than anything she had felt so far was building up, and she wanted it so much. "Harder!" she moaned, "Faster!"
Mark fucked deeply in and out of her tight sheath, fucking her harder, faster and deeper as she moaned and groaned. He pounded his cock into her hot, wet depths and intermittently felt her silken sheath tighten and ripple on his cock as she came again and again, moaning with every small cum she had.

Mark felt his own climax rapidly building as he felt his balls tightened and the burning need to cum became unstoppable. With an inarticulate yell he came, and came hard, blasting jet after scalding jet of his pent up seed deep into her immature womb.
Tina felt the change in Mark's thrusting just before she felt him swell inside her and begin to squirt deep within. Feeling his hot cum squirting inside her triggered her own massive climax and she squealed as it ripped through her in searing waves of pleasure.
As Mark emptied his seed into Tina's waiting womb, he felt her cunt clamp down on his invading member and spasm along his shaft as she squealed out her pleasure and then collapsed back on the box.

Mark was panting for breath as his sweat dripped from him, even in the cool after the rain. He felt his shrinking cock slip from Tina's tight embrace releasing a flood of their combined juices to flow down the crack of her butt and onto the cardboard box top. He looked around and realised that the rain had stopped! "Oh crap!" he cursed as he quickly stood and looked around for his underwear. "The rain's stopped!" he yelled at Tina as he found his underwear and hastily pulled it on, "we've got to get home!"
It took a moment for what Mark was yelling to make sense to Tina and sink in. Once it had, she bolted up to her feet with a frightened squeak and frantically started grabbing all her clothes. She took off Mark's blazer and quickly grabbed her panties and swiped them up her legs and crotch, cleaning up the mess they had made together. She quickly donned her dry blouse and her short skirt, which was still slightly damp, and then snapped up her blazer and school bag before running down the concrete slope on her way home. As she ran she called over her shoulder, "Bye Mark, see ya later!"

Mark quickly finished dressing and waved to Tina's back and called, "See ya!" as she ran back towards town. As he picked up his school bag he noticed the rumpled sodden remains of Tina's white cotton panties and took them as a memento of his time with such a sexy little girl.

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Epilogue:
It had been a full week since the rainstorm had thrown Mark and Tina together, and not a night had gone by when Mark didn't think of her. Of her small but perfectly formed body, of her luscious lips and sparkling eyes, of her sweet sex. He thought of her every day in school and was distracted, and he thought of her every night as he masturbated. It was no good; he couldn't get her out of his mind.

As he walked home from school, he passed under their road bridge and thought of Tina, wondering what she was doing... if she ever thought of him, or if she had forgotten him. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't hear the call, didn't know of the other person until she ran down the concrete embankment slope, up behind him and wrapped him in a fierce hug!

"Mark!" Tina yelled again as she held him tight. "I... it's good to see you!" she grinned as she looked up at his startled face from her hug.
Mark was stunned; there was the girl of his dreams hugging him, back in his life. "T-Tina," he stammered self-consciously, well aware that he was blushing and his cock was hardening in his trousers.

"I've been running here every day this week, trying to get here before you..." Tina panted as she grinned up at him, "and I wanna ask you somethin'... somethin' important."
Mark was ecstatic that Tina was back. He hadn't thought to wait for her, he had thought that she had only been sheltering from the rain and that she wouldn't pass under the road bridge normally. He picked her up and hugged her to him, pulling her small slender body into a fiercely tender hug of his own. "Whatever you want," he murmured into her ear, "the answer is yes."

Tina wrapped her legs around Mark's waist and giggled as she pulled back to grin at him. "You will?" she asked, "You will be my boyfriend?"
Mark couldn't believe his ears. She had just offered to fulfil his hearts desire. He was so happy it felt like he could fly away on the wings of his joy.
"I know we're gonna have to keep it secret coz of my age," Tina babbled on, still grinning, "but we can meet here each day and we can go out together sometimes and we can..." she then paused and blushed as her grin widened, "and we can 'do it' some more."

Mark grinned back at Tina as he held her, his hand cupping the round firm cheeks of her panty-clad butt, supporting her slight weight. "Yes to all of that, and more," he agreed and then slowly pulled her close once more. Slowly brought their lips together in a soft and gentle loving kiss, the sweet and tender first kiss of first love.

Author's Note:
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