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Authors name: Jenny Sweet (jennysweetness@aol.com)
Story title : Starting Early - 2
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Starting Early - 2 (Mf, ped, 1st)
by Jenny Sweet (jennysweetness@aol.com)
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Chapter 2: Visiting Laurence
Dad had a friend who was interested in computers and he
would visit him some Saturday afternoons, usually he
would take one of his girlfriends with him, Laurence, his
friend wouldn't say anything to my mum either. So again I
could be the excused for going out. "I'm just going to
see Laurence and I'll take Jennie with me so she will be
out of your way." Would be his parting shot.
Laurence was quite a bit older than my dad and right from
the moment I met him I liked him. He treated me just like
I was his little girl. He would give me drinks and
biscuits and generally let me help myself to his
chocolates and anything I fancied. I had never been
treated like this at home.
When it came time to leave his place he would give me a
nice cuddle, I had never had one of these before and I
even surprised myself because I kissed him goodbye. It
must have been the first time I ever gave or received a
kiss. Even dad said. "Jennie never kisses anybody."
Was it any wonder, but I did him just because he was so
nice.
***
It was not long before on one of our visits to see
Laurence, dad left me with him while he went off with his
girl friend. Laurence would let me play on one of his
computers, I used to like sitting on his lap, quite a new
experience for me, while he showed me how to do things. I
had never had this close feeling with anyone before and
it gave me a nice wanted feeling.
I remember once, he was showing me how to do drawings on
the computer while I was sitting on his lap. One of the
things I clearly remember about this time was the fact
that I was wearing a skirt, which was quite unusual for
me as mum always dressed me in jeans.
I wriggled to get myself comfortable and started to slip
off, he grabbed me to stop me falling and his hand held
me at the top of my leg. His warm hand holding my leg
felt so nice, I can't remember having anyone touch me
like that before. Once I was back on he took his hand
away and I started playing on the computer.
I liked him touching me so much that I said. "I think I
am slipping off again hold me."
He put his hand on my waist, which was not the same. I
reached down and holding his hand put it back on my leg.
We never said very much at the time he just said as he
squeezed my leg. "Is that better?" Of course I answered
"Much." Remember I was only eight when I started going
out with dad and I did not know very much about how sex
made you feel. I had learned at school and from books how
babies came into the world and how it all started by men
putting their willies inside of the woman.
I had for as long as I can remember whenever I felt a bit
sad or lonely in bed touched my fanny, that's what I
always called my vagina, and gently rubbed it. I was a
bit like sucking your thumb; but it felt much nicer than
sucking your thumb and I would soon go to sleep.
I am telling you this because it has some bearing on what
was to happen some time later. He never took advantage of
me, but he would always put his hand on my leg whenever I
sat on his lap. From that first time whenever I could, I
always wore a skirt when I went to see him. We didn't
always play on the computers, we would sometimes go out
for a ride in his car, we would play a game in which I
would have a map and he would tell me the name of a place
and I would have to find it. He would praise me for being
so clever because I found the places so quickly.
***
I had been going there for some months and by now felt
more at home there than I did at my own, he always let me
have the run of his home and would let me look in all of
his cupboards and drawers, a novel experience for me. One
day I found his video camera so I went into his computer
room and asked him. "Can we have a go with your video
camera?"
"Of course we can, once we have taken the video we can
connect it to the computer and use the printer to print
some pictures," he said.
"Will you do me?" I asked.
"Don't you think you're a bit too young for that?" he
answered laughing.
"I'm not sure what you mean. You can take pictures when
it's a baby, so how can I be a bit too young?" I asked.
"Well do you know what making love is?" he asked.
"Is it when a man puts his willy inside a woman?"
"That's right, and when a girl says, 'Will you do me?'
they are asking the man to make love to them."
"In that case I guess I am a bit too young, and a bit too
small." I said not feeling even slightly embarrassed as I
knew I could say and tell Laurence anything. "So will you
take some pictures of me?"
"You know I will, shall we take some now?"
He had left the camera in the bedroom cupboard where I'd
seen before it so I went back to get it, and Laurence
came with me. I took it out of the cupboard and handed it
to him. "Where do you want me?" I asked without thinking.
"There you go again Jennie, are you a sex maniac?"
I laughed because I could see that I had said it again.
"You know what I mean."
"Ok, sit on the bed for a start." He fitted the camera
onto a tripod and once I had sat down pointed it at me
and set it going.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked.
He came over to me and said, "Just sit still for a
second." Then without warning he reached out to me and
tickled me around the waist. I couldn't help falling back
on the bed and the more he tickled me the more I wriggled
about. I was laughing and kicking my legs all over the
place and really enjoying myself. This sort of fun never
happened to me at home.
After about five minutes he stopped and sat down on the
bed beside me laughing. "We'll go and have a look at the
pictures I've just taken after we have taken a few of you
sitting still," he said. He got me to sit down on the
middle of the bed leaning back against the headboard
while he took the camera off the tripod. He bent down at
the foot of the bed facing me and said "Ok, now give me
one of your beautiful smiles."
"Don't be silly," I said. "There's nothing beautiful
about me."
"Jennie, you're very beautiful now, and when you're older
you'll be even more beautiful."
"You're being silly again," I said. Nobody had ever told
me that I was anything but plain. "I'm just ordinary."
"Darling Jennie, you're anything but ordinary, I don't
know any girl more beautiful than you. I wish you were my
little girl."
"You can have me as your little girl if you want." I
thought for a second about what I had said and realized
that it was saying the same as what I had said before so
I quickly added laughingly. "You know what I mean."
He laughed to and as I smiled he turned the camera on and
took some pictures. "Now hug your knees," he said. We
took loads more video and then he said. "Well how about
going and have a look at it?" He lifted me off the bed
and hugged me, I put my arms round him and he kissed me.
"Jennie," he said quietly and then hesitated.
"What?" I whispered feeling that he was going to say
something important.
"You know, I really love you," he said.
No body had ever said this to me before I just pulled
myself tight into his arms and said. "I love you to."
Then I kissed him right on the lips which made him cuddle
me closer keeping my lips on his for a long time, it was
really nice.
Once he had connected the camera to the computer he
started it and the pictures of me rolling about on the
bed were fun to watch. I had a skirt on and there were
loads of times when you could see my pink knickers. He
stopped it at one of these places and said you look so
sweet.
The picture was of me laying down flat on my back
laughing with my legs wide open, my skirt right up round
my waist and my knickers pulled tight up between my legs.
I can see it in my mind even now.
"Look at you, you look so young and innocent and happy,"
he said.
"But you can see my knickers and everything," I answered.
"That's what makes you look so sweet. Anyway, you can't
quite see everything."
"You mean that you like to see me showing my knickers?" I
asked.
"Perhaps I shouldn't, but yes I love it when I catch a
glimpse of them."
"You mean like this?" I said standing in front of him. I
pulled my skirt right up so he could see all of my
knickers and even my bare belly.
"Jennie, you're so lovely, I shouldn't really be looking
at you like this somebody could get the wrong idea if
they knew."
"You are always so nice to me; I'm glad that I can do
something that you like in return. Anyway who's going to
know? I would never tell anybody anything other than you.
And you love me."
We looked through the rest of the film and when we got to
the bit where I was sitting on the bed hugging my knees,
I looked at him. "Laurence, now I can see why you wanted
me to hug my knees, you can nearly see everything with my
knickers pulled up so tight."
"I'm sorry, but you're right, that's why I asked."
"Don't be silly Laurence; you know you can see them any
time you like."
We printed some of the pictures for me to take home, but
I told him that I couldn't take any home showing
everything as my God bothering mum would not understand.
There is no doubt about it, but that afternoon was a
turning point in my life.
Continued in Chapter 3...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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