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Archive name: start03.txt (Mf, ped, 1st)
Authors name: Jenny Sweet (jennysweetness@aol.com)
Story title : Starting Early - 3

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Starting Early - 3 (Mf, ped, 1st)
by Jenny Sweet (jennysweetness@aol.com)

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Chapter 3: My First Orgasm

It was after I had been to see Laurence a couple more 
times, that we did some more videos, I had plenty of 
kisses and cuddles and my life was certainly taking a 
turn for the better. I at last had somebody who loved me 
and whom I loved in return.

We would go out for walks in the woods opposite his home 
and generally do all the things I should have been doing 
with a proper mum and dad. I remember it was about this 
time that I told him that I wished I could stay there for 
a lot longer than just when dad had one of his dates 
because we sometimes went there when he hadn't a date so 
he was there with us all the time.

"You could always come up for the day, perhaps on a 
Sunday. Then you could be here all day not just for a 
couple of hours while your dad goes off and does his 
girlfriend."

"Could I really? That would be so great! Do you think 
that my dad is doing that with his girl friend."

"I think you can be certain that he is, why else do you 
think he is taking her out?" he asked.

"I thought it was because he liked her."

"I expect he's not getting enough at home," he suggested.

"I often wake up to hear them arguing, do you think that 
is what it's all about?"

"I wouldn't be surprised. Anyway don't worry about him 
getting it with either your mum or his girlfriend. We 
have to arrange it so you get what you want?" he said 
laughing.

"Can you ask my mum about me coming on Sunday because she 
will want me to go to church with her, I would much 
rather be with you."

"I'll ring her up this evening and tell her that we want 
to go to the seaside for the day, she won't for sure stop 
you going there. I could come and pick you up first thing 
in the morning. You live on the way to there anyway."

"We don't have to stay there all day do we? I like being 
here with you." It was so nice being on my own with 
somebody that gave me so much attention, it was much 
better than going to the seaside.

"We can come back here instead if you like, she'll not 
know where we're going and your dad certainly won't come 
here to see me as he'll think we're out."

"Can we really? That would be lovely." I said and rushed 
over to him and jumped on his lap and gave him a big 
kiss. We always kissed on the lips and it was so nice.

"Right, then that is all arranged you can be sure you 
will come for the day and we will start tomorrow. Now how 
about you put the kettle on so I can have a cup of tea 
while I go to the loo. You can have a blackcurrant or a 
Coke, you know where they are." 

His bathroom was off the lounge as it was a small 
bungalow; he went in as I went through to the kitchen. 
When I came back from the kitchen I saw that the bathroom 
door was open just a little so as I wanted a pee I walked 
in. Laurence was standing in front of the bowl having a 
peeing and when I walked in he didn't try and cover 
himself up or anything.

For some reason I did not feel shy about seeing him and I 
stayed. I watched him as I had never had a proper look at 
a willy before. He looked over at me watching from just 
inside the door and must have seen that I was interested. 
"You can come closer if you like," he said smiling. 
"Surely with two brothers you have seen one of these 
before?"

I walked closer so that I was standing close to him with 
my eyes riveted on his willy. "Only a couple of times and 
theirs are only tiny compared to yours."

He finished going and did not put it away as he could see 
that I was still looking. "You do not look embarrassed 
standing there looking at my penis."

"Well I have always wanted to have a proper look," I 
said.

"Well you certainly are having one now. Is that why you 
came in?"

"No, I thought you had finished as the door was open, I 
was going to go myself." 

He stepped back from the bowl still without putting it 
away, I did not mind as it gave me a chance to have a 
good look. "You can use it now I have finished." 

Now I was embarrassed as I was a bit shy about taking my 
knickers down in front of him. "Do you mind if I go on my 
own? I know I have looked at yours, but--"

"Darling, of course I understand, you must be feeling a 
bit shy," he said putting his away and doing up the zip. 
"I'll go and finish making my cup of tea, have you got 
yourself a drink?"

"Not yet, I was going to have a Coke."

"Ok I will get it for you," he said.

Before he could go I was feeling a little bolder and for 
some reason I thought he was disappointed that I had not 
taken my knickers off so before he could go I pushed down 
my jogging bottoms so that he could have a good look at 
my knickers, I know it seems silly, but always, even if I 
could not manage to wear a skirt, put on a pair of my 
prettiest panties as he preferred calling my knickers 
when I was coming to see him.

There always seemed to be at least one opportunity during 
a visit when he could see them. In fact it was me that 
usually made the chance for him to see. I remember that 
the ones I was wearing that day was a new pair my mum had 
bought for me and they were a pretty blue with some white 
lace round the legs.

"Jennie you look so pretty like that," he said as he 
walked out of the door, but not before he had waited for 
a moment looking at me no doubt waiting to see if I had 
changed my mind. He closed the door behind me and when I 
came out he had made his tea and brought in my Coke along 
with a bag of my favorite marshmallows.

"I went to the shops yesterday and got a copy of Snow 
white that you said you wanted to see and I have a copy 
of Jurassic Park that your mum won't let you watch, do 
you want to see one of them. There should be time before 
your dad finishes doing his girl friend."

"Yes, can we watch Jurassic Park? It's not too scary is 
it?"

"That is a yes and a no, yes you can and no it won't 
scare you I'm sure." He switched on his TV and put the 
tape in and sat down ready to watch. His chair was 
directly facing the TV and I was going to sit on his lap 
to watch it like I always did."

I stood between his legs and was waiting for him to lift 
me onto his lap.

"Why don't you drink your Coke before you sit on my lap 
it'll be easier, I can drink my tea at the same time then 
we can get comfortable to watch the film."

The movie had just started and I turned round facing the 
TV and leaned back against him with my drink in my hand. 
He put his arms round me and his hands rested on my bare 
tummy where my tee shirt had pulled up. Now I know you're 
going to start laying the blame on him for what happened 
next bit, but it really, really was my idea. And if I 
could go back to that time it would have still happened 
exactly the same way.

His hands felt so nice resting on my tummy; he gently 
rubbed me there which felt even better. The tops of my 
jogging bottoms which were elasticized at the top and 
made of very stretchy material, as he rubbed my tummy his 
fingers slipped under the edge of the loose top. I know 
he wanted to, but he was not on his own, even though I 
was facing the TV I had not seen a thing. He must have 
been able to read my mind, "You like me rubbing your 
tummy like this don't you?" he whispered.

"Yes, it feels lovely." I answered also in a whisper.

Even though we were on our own it felt too secret to 
speak out loud. Then I surprised even myself, my mind for 
a second was running on auto pilot it felt so nice, I was 
thinking about how nice it felt when I touched myself in 
bed. 

"Lower," I said. He continued rubbing to and fro over my 
tummy now just below my belly button. It was feeling so 
nice; the thought went through my mind how nice it would 
feel if it was Laurence that was touching me there. Even 
though his hands were only touching my tummy it felt much 
nicer even than when I touched my fanny.

He carried on for nearly a minute and made no move to go 
any lower. I turned my head round to face him "Lower 
please." He did and now his fingers were only just above 
my fanny, but not touching, it was feeling out of this 
world for an eight and nine month old girl, nothing had 
ever made me feel this before, believe me. 

I could not wait for him to touch me properly so I turned 
my head round again and looked at him. "Please!" I said. 
I didn't have to say anything more, his fingers found my 
fanny and he gently rubbed one of his fingers up and down 
over it slightly opening me as he did. It felt wonderful.

I had no idea what I was letting myself in for, even 
though I knew all about the mechanics of sex, nobody told 
me anything about the how insistent the feelings were. 
His finger was making me feel better and better with 
every stroke. He was much better at doing it than I was, 
then it reached a point of feeling a hundred times better 
than it had ever when I did it myself.

He must have known how much I liked it because he started 
rubbing faster and I could not help myself I just had to 
push myself towards his finger as the tip of his finger 
which just slipped inside of me. Then the world exploded 
never had anything like this happened to anyone else in 
the world before. It was such a wonderful feeling that 
went on and on, I could now feel his finger deep inside 
of me and I was forcing myself down onto it as hard as I 
could. It lasted for ages or it felt like ages before it 
gradually subsided.

"Oh Laurence, what did you do to me, it was so lovely."

"You have just experienced your first orgasm, and I am as 
surprised as you, I never thought that you would be able 
to come at your age." He said.

"What does come mean?" I asked.

"It means having an orgasm, now you know why your dad is 
chasing after girlfriends."

"But surely there is nothing in it for him? Nothing 
happened to you like it did to me; did it?"

"It would have happened to me if I had my willy inside of 
you."

"You mean you would have felt just like I did if you were 
inside of me?"

"Yes exactly like it was for you. I take it you enjoyed 
it then?"

"Oh yes, it was wonderful, I have touched myself there 
loads of times, but it never felt like that. Can it 
happen to you without having it inside of me, because I 
would let you put it into me if I was big enough, but 
I've seen how big you are and it certainly wouldn't fit 
inside of me?"

"It would go in, but it'd hurt you so much and I would 
never hurt you. Mine will happen if it is rubbed just 
like yours did," he said.

"Can I make it happen for you? I don't care about the 
film."

"I would love you to," he said with his hand on his zip.

"You'll have to tell me how to do it." I said.

He pulled down his zipper, if I had thought it was big 
before it was miles bigger and very stiff now. I reached 
out slowly to touch it. My fingers closed round it, and I 
felt him shudder as I touched him.

Although it was stiff it had a silky feel and once my 
fingers closed round it I didn't need telling what to do 
I slowly rubbed it up and down. The skin moved over the 
hard part and as I pushed towards him the skin at the end 
uncovered another part. I leaned forward to get a closer 
look. Then the doorbell sounded. 

"I'll bet that's my dad back early. I won't be able to 
make you come now, can we do it tomorrow?"

"Course we can darling and I will make you come again 
too."

"Honest, can it happen more than once?" I asked.

"My darling we can make it happen to you as many times as 
you like. Now promise you won't try and make it happen to 
yourself tonight in bed."

"You've got to be joking; I'll be going to bed early to 
try," I said.

"I thought you might, but don't make yourself too tired 
to come and see me tomorrow."

Needless to say it was my dad and he was in a temper, he 
had had a row with his girlfriend.

Continued in Chapter 4...

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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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