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 Holly

   Chapter Two

   As Holly fell asleep that first night, she did so with her smooth pussy
cupped in one hand, while the other hand pressed tightly against a firm,
small nipple on her flat little girl chest.  When her mom arrived home from
work at seven o'clock, exhausted from a long day, Holly felt as though she
was floating on a cloud.  The post-orgasmic glow hadn't yet worn off -
every time she thought about the pleasure that Tom had given her in the
men's restroom, she felt a warm tingle in her pussy, and she knew it was
sopping wet all afternoon and evening.  `I only hope I made Tom feel half
as good as he made me feel,' she thought.  `I'm his girlfriend!  And he's
my boyfriend - well, really man-friend, I suppose.  He's a grown man, and
he's in love with me!  I know he is, because he gets a hard-on whenever he
looks at me naked.  He was even getting a hard-on before he saw my pussy in
the restroom.  Oh, I can't wait till tomorrow.  I hope he still wants to be
my boyfriend tomorrow...' With dreams of Tom and his hard cock running
through her head, Holly slept deeply and soundly all night long.

   Holly's mom, Megan Blair, had a more troubling evening.  The
unmistakable aroma of a wet pussy was emanating from her little girl when
Megan arrived home.  At first Megan was inclined to think the precious
aroma was from her own wet pussy, but after a quick rinse in the shower
before she made dinner for the two of them, there was no doubt that it was
Holly's little slit that she was smelling.  `Well,' Megan thought, `I was a
year younger than Holly the first time I had sex.' That thought triggered a
profound chain of memories for Megan.

   Megan had just passed her tenth birthday when Bobby Scott introduced her
to the joy of sex.  Bobby was twenty-two years old, but could have passed
for sixteen.  His boyish good looks and small stature made him a favorite
of a lot of the kids in the small, rural community where Megan grew up. 
Megan had known Bobby for as long as she could remember.  He worked at a
convenience store, gas station, and cafe combination on the main highway
that cut through the edge of town.  He was just someone everyone knew to
Megan, until her birthday arrived.  It was a warm, summer evening, and
Megan's single mom had left for her second shift job at the RV factory a
few hours earlier.  Megan bicycled over to the store to buy some candy with
her birthday money.  There wasn't much business at eight o'clock in the
evening.  One pickup truck was using the self-service gas pumps, and the
cafe was already closed for night when she arrived.

   Megan opened the door and walked into the store, her entry announced by
the chimes.  Bobby was stocking shelves in one of the five short grocery
aisles.  He peeked around the corner to see who it was.  "Hey, birthday
girl!  Happy birthday, Megan.  I was hoping you'd come in tonight." Megan
stopped by the store for at least a few minutes just about every evening.
It was a little lonely being home all by herself till her mom got through
work around midnight.  Most of the time, two or three other kids would bike
over to the store together.  But this evening, Megan was by herself.  "Hi,
Bobby.  How did you know it was my birthday?" "I remember from last year -
you came in with Tracie and Lynne.  They were teasing you about giving you
a birthday spanking, remember?" "Yeah, kinda, I guess.  And you remembered
my birthday all this time later?" "Sure, how could I forget?  I was afraid
they were gonna take you down and spank you right here in the store.  I was
glad when they chickened-out and left you alone.  I might have had to get
physical with them if hadn't behaved.  Couldn't have them abusing the
prettiest girl in town in my store, could I?"

   Megan blushed, and giggled.  "Oh, quit teasing me, Bobby.  I'm not
pretty." "Well, I think you are.  Wait just a second, I need to get
something out of the backroom." Bobby hurried to the back of the store and
disappeared behind the partition for a couple of minutes.  "Hey, Megan,
come here for a second, please," he said.  "Okay.  What's up, Bobby?" She
came around the end of the aisle across from the door to the stock room,
and found Bobby standing there with small box all wrapped in paper and
ribbons.  "Got you a birthday present, Megan.  Hope you like it," he said.
"For me?  Are you serious?" "Sure am.  Here," he handed it to her and Megan
saw that there was a card attached, as well.  "Wow, Bobby, thanks!" She
smiled up at him as he grinned back at her.  She tore the ribbon off the
package and opened the box.  Inside were a `friendship' bracelet.  "Thanks,
Bobby.  This is beautiful!  I love it!" "Hey, don't stop now.  There's
more. Look under the tissue paper." Megan folded back the paper and found a
lovely pink silky pair of panties and a matching `bra', just right for a
flat-chested ten your old.

   "Bobby, they're beautiful!" Megan ran her fingers across the soft, silky
fabric.  "I can't believe you remembered my birthday!  And got me
presents!" She stepped forward and hugged him, pressing her cheek against
his chest.  "Your welcome, sweetie!  I'm so glad you like your presents.  I
hope they're the right size.  Want to try on the bracelet?" "Sure!  Can you
put it on for me?" "Uh-huh.  See, it's adjustable.  So I know it will fit.
I'm not sure about the clothes, though.  There, that looks nice on your
wrist.  Bobby held her hand up so that they could both admire the bracelet.
She was still standing very close.  Bobby put an arm around her shoulders
and held her soft, little hand gently.  "I love it!  Thanks, Bobby," Megan
said, and joined in a mutual hug.  They embrace for a couple of minutes. 
Megan's head was in a whirl, she was suddenly feeling more than just a
casual friendship for Bobby.  His thoughtfulness overwhelmed her - Megan's
life was pretty much devoid of manly attention.  Her father had split as
soon as her Mom told him she was pregnant.  There were lots of boyfriends
in her mom's life, but Megan mostly steered clear of them.

   "Maybe you should try on the clothes to make sure they fit," Bobby said.
"Right here?" "No, silly," Bobby answered, squeezing her closer.  "Go in
the back room." "I've never been back there.  I thought customers aren't
allowed." "Well, you're not just any customer.  You're a very special
friend.  So, sure, you can go in the back and try them on.  Just call me
when you've changed into them.  Only, kind of listen to be sure that there
isn't any one else in the store before you call me.  I'll bet you're gonna
look beautiful in them.  Can't wait to see them on you.  Now go - change.
And I'll wait out here till you're ready." "Okay, thanks, Bobby." Megan
gave him another hug and scooted into the backroom.  As she stripped out of
her clothes, she started trembling.  `I'm naked and Bobby is only a few
feet away from me.  I wonder if he'd still think I'm pretty if he could see
me naked?' As she pulled on Bobby's present, she couldn't stop trembling.
They were so sheer, she realized that Bobby would be able to see right
through them.  She was about to expose her smooth little pussy and her tiny
nipples to a guy!  She started getting a tingly feeling in her tummy and in
her pussy.  She almost changed her mind, and started reaching for her old
clothes to put back on.  But then she thought about how Bobby had
remembered her birthday and even bought her these beautiful presents.

   No one had come in, Megan knew, because she hadn't heard the door
chimes. Megan stood still trembling, and said softly, "Um, Bobby.  I'm
ready." Before she had time to think, Bobby was there standing in front of
her.  "Oh, baby, you look just beautiful in them.  Pink is a great color
for you.  It looks like they fit okay.  How do they feel?" "They feel
really, really nice, Bobby," she looked up at him a bit bashful.  Bobby
dropped down on one knee in front of her.  "Let's see," he said, and
reached around behind her to slip his fingers under the `bra' band.  "Yeah,
that seems to fit good." Bobby's hands slid down her back to cup her ass
cheeks with both hands.  and then slid a finger up inside elastic around
each leg.  Megan gasped, as she felt his hand on her bottom.  She liked
being touched by Bobby.  It made her feel all loved and cared for.  Bobby
slid his fingers slowly around to the front of the panties, until one
finger was pressing against the outside of each of Megan's pussy lips. 
"Feels like the panties fit, too," Bobby said.

   He started gently pressing her pussy lips together and releasing them,
over and over again.  "Sweetheart, you look just so beautiful dressed like
this.  Like cotton candy - all soft and sweet, and good enough to eat," he
smiled wide, looking into her eyes.  "Happy birthday, baby." Bobby leaned
slowly in until his lips gently pressed against Megan's mouth.  Megan knew
somewhere deep in her mind that she shouldn't be letting Bobby touch her
down there, or kiss her like this, but it felt so good.  `It never feels
this good when I touch myself down there,' she thought.  Bobby held the
kiss for what seemed like forever to him.  But he knew he had to take it
slow and not scare this beautiful little pre-teen sexpot.  He slowly moved
one hand back around to cup her ass, as he turned the other to cup her
pussy, gently massaging her front and rear.  "Your skin is so soft and
smooth, baby.  Does this feel nice when I touch you like this?" "Yes," she
answered in a whisper.  "Does it feel better than when you touch yourself
like this?" "Yes," she whispered again, and then gasped, realizing that she
had just told him that she played with her pussy.  "Well, I'm glad,
sweetie, because I like making you feel good." Bobby pulled her closer and
pressed his cheek against hers.  Megan's heart was pounding in her ears, as
she moaned in pleasure.  "I've never felt like this before.  Oh, Bobby,
that feels so good," she gasped out.

   Bobby moved to hook his thumbs into the waist band of the sheer panties,
and in one smooth motion, pulled them down to her ankles.  Before she could
react, he stood and lifted her in his arms, and sat her up on a stack of
boxes.  "Bobby, what are you doing?" "You'll see, sweetheart.  I'm going to
make you feel even better.  I'm going to make you feel better than you've
ever felt in your life," he said.  With her butt perched on the front edge
of a box, Bobby gently pulled her legs wide apart, and took a close look at
the little pre-teen's pussy.  His cock was rock hard as he stared lustfully
at the puffy, fat lips slightly parted by the inner labia now swollen with
excitement.  Her tiny clit poked out at the top of her slit, glistening
with moisture as her cunt flowed with lubricant, anticipating a cock
sliding into it.  `Oh, I want to shove my dick up her tight little cunt,'
Bobby thought, `but I'd better take it slow and not scare her.' He stooped
slightly to press his mouth to her pussy.  It was flowing with juice and
tasted sweet and delicious to the young man.  He couldn't believe that he
was really eating the little ten-year old's pussy.  He slid his tongue down
to tickle her little rosebud ass, and then up through the slit to her
button clit, and then back down to push into her vagina.  He felt the
little ten-year old's cunt squeezing his tongue as he pushed it in as far
as he could he felt her hymen with the tip.  He rapidly pushed his tongue
in and out, fucking her hot little cunt, as he held her smooth, white
thighs apart.

   "OH!" Megan gasped, as she felt Bobby's tongue sliding up her pussy,
separating her puffy labia.  "Ah, oh, Bobby!  Oh, that feels so good!  What
are you doing to me?  Oh, Bobby!  Oh that feels good.  Please, Bobby, do
that again," she said, as his tongue swirled over her clit and then pulled
away from her body.  "Mmm, you are good enough to eat, darling.  Do you
like this?" he asked, pushing his tongue between her labia and tickling the
entrance to her vagina.  "Yes, yes!  Oh that's so good.  Ah - Uh - Um - Oh
Bobby!" Megan was trembly all over, and she felt on fire between her legs.
She wanted Bobby's tongue on her clit, and in her cunt, and spreading apart
her pussy lips, and she wanted it all at the same time.  Bobby felt her
tremble and then she started jerking her pussy back and forth, she grabbed
his hair and pulled his mouth tight to her cunt.  Bobby pressed his tongue
hard and flat against her clit, as Megan started to shake. 
"What's...happening...to...me?" she gasped out.  Ah, Oh, Mm," she was
beyond forming words.  Bobby felt her convulse into a series of spasms and
she hunched her cunt against his mouth repeatedly.  She was pulling
painfully on his hair, trying to pull his face right up into her cunt, as
her first orgasm shook her little body.  Bobby held still, letting Megan
move her pussy against his mouth, until finally, with one long exhalation,
she pushed his face away from her now hyper-sensitive pussy.

   Bobby stood up and put his arms around Megan, holding her in a loving
embrace until she finally relaxed.  "Happy, happy birthday baby," he
whispered in her ear.  "I hope you really, really liked that present, too."
"Oh, yes, Bobby.  Thank-you.  Thank-you so much for all my presents.  I
love you, Bobby." "Love you, too, baby.  Here, let me help you down." He
lifted her easily off the boxes and slid her body down against his, finally
setting her on the floor.  Megan wrapped her arms around Bobby, and they
embraced.  His hard cock was pressed against her chest, and he couldn't
help thrusting it against her flat kitties a few times.  "I wish I could
stay back here with you all night, darling.  But, I guess I better get back
out front before a customer comes in.  You can get dressed in the restroom
back there.  It's just for employees, not customers, so no one will bother
you.  Take as long as you need to, and then come on out and sit with me
awhile, okay?" "Uh-huh.  Thanks again, Bobby." He leaned down and she
kissed him on his mouth, all smeared with her pussy juice.

   Megan went into the restroom and locked the door.  She laid her clothes
on a bench and used a wash clothe to bathe her pussy, pretending it was
Bobby washing it for her.  Then she quickly dressed, put her new outfit
back in the box it came in, and ran out to find Bobby.  He was behind the
counter, just finishing up with a customer.  She waited till the customer
left, and then looked up shyly at Bobby.  "Um, I don't really know anything
about - you know - um, sex stuff, Bobby.  I hope I didn't do anything
wrong." "Not a chance, sweetie.  You were just about perfect." He smiled at
her warmly, and she felt the juices starting to flow in her cunt again. 
"You do know, Megan, that this has to be our secret.  You can't tell
anyone. And I can't tell anyone, either." "Promise?" she asked.  "I don't
want my mom or anyone to find out." "I promise, Megan.  I'll never tell
anyone.  How about you?" "I promise, I'll never tell anyone, ever, ever,
ever!" "Good.  Want to talk about anything, sweetie?" "Well, do you really
think I'm pretty?" "Sure do." "Even after seeing me - like that, you know,
naked?" "Especially after seeing you naked, darling.  You are the
prettiest, sexiest girl I've ever known." "Um, did you like kissing me like
that?  You know, on my pussy?" "Sure did.  How about you?  Did you like
it?" "Oh Bobby, it was the best thing ever.  Do you want to do it again
sometime?" "Sure to, Megan.  I love doing it for you.  Know why?" "No."
"Because I know how good it makes you feel, and besides, I know how good
you taste!" "Did you really like it, um.., I mean, licking me down there?"
"Loved it, sweetie.  I love making you feel extra special good like that."

   Megan pulled her thoughts back to the present, recalling her first
lover, as she wondered about the aroma of her pre-teen daughter's pussy. 
She felt that old familiar tingling - the itch that demanded to be
scratched - between her old legs.  With a sense of wonder, she realized
that thinking about her eleven-year old daughter's sexuality was exciting
her beyond anything that she had felt for a long time.  `I know Holly
hasn't had her first period yet,' Megan thought.  `I wonder if she's found
her own "Bobby" to teach her the pleasures of sex.  I wonder whether she's
learned to suck cock yet?' Megan felt her cunt flowing with natural
lubrication as she envisioned Holly on her knees, a big cock sliding in and
out of her mouth, and her hands filled with some young stud's throbbing
balls.