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Kaitlin
by Steve (d0nald1954@yahoo.com)
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A writer with a love for the earth meets a lonely young
girl who shares that love. Together, they explore a
forbidden love. (Mg, extreme-ped, 1st, rom)
***
The realtor told me the place was secluded, an old
farmhouse on a couple of acres of rundown farm that was
turning back into woodlands year by year. But there was
a creek, a large neglected garden that the former owner
had given up on, and plenty of peace and quiet for me
to concentrate on my writing. The nearest house was a
good quarter-mile away. There weren't any other
neighbors for five more miles beyond that. Settlement
went quickly; it always does when cash is used.
A week after I moved in, I was outside clearing weeds
from the garden when I saw a car drive by on the way to
my neighbor's house. I caught a quick glance, an
impression of an older woman and a young girl. The next
morning there was an apple pie on my porch with a note:
"Welcome, Neighbor! We hope you like the pie and invite
you to come over any time for coffee and a chat!" It
was signed "Mrs. Howard & Kaitlin".
The next day, after dinner, I walked on over to my
neighbor's house, knocked on the door and heard a young
girl's voice yell "I'll get it, Grandma!" The pounding
of small feet sounded through the house as she ran up
to the screen door and came to breathless halt.
"Hello," she said.
Standing in front of me was a young girl that looked to
be about 12 years old, wearing a pair of blue jean cut-
off shorts and a halter top that exposed her bare
shoulders and flat stomach. My eyes wavered for a
moment between her long, bare legs and the slight,
gentle twin swellings underneath her halter top before
I could look up to her face.
You know that old cliché, "love at first sight"? Well,
it's not a cliché if it's true, right? Kaitlin had
honey-blonde hair halfway down to her shoulders, swept
back from her face, revealing cornflower-blue eyes and
the sweetest-looking, fullest red lips I've ever seen.
Many women pay thousands of dollars to get lips that
looked like that!
It was her eyes that drew me in, though. As she looked
at me, it felt like she could hear every thought in my
mind, feel every emotion running through me. My knees
almost gave out.
"Kaitlin?" I asked. "Uh huh" was her reply. "I'm your
new neighbor, Steve. Your, um, grandmother? left a note
saying I should drop by soon."
"Oh, yeah! GRANDMA! Our new neighbor, Steve, is here!
Won't you come in?"
As I entered the tidy little home, a woman in her 60's
came into the foyer and introduced herself as "Mrs.
Howard. I'm Kaitlin's great-grandmother. She just calls
me 'Grandma'. It's, ah, a rather long story but
Kaitlin's just lives with me, now."
"I see," I replied, though I really didn't.
We sat down to coffee "and" and chatted for an hour or
so. Kaitlin's "grandma" sort of rambled but I didn't
mind because it gave me plenty of time to look at
Kaitlin while she talked. It turned out that Kaitlin's
mother and grandmother had both died when she was very
young, leaving her great-grandmother to care for her.
"But I'm awfully worried about her," Mrs. Howard noted.
"She doesn't really have any friends at school and
there's no one for her to play with around here, that's
for sure. I was hoping that a family with some children
would move in to the house you bought. You seem like a
nice man, though, don't get me wrong," she added.
Shortly after that, I excused myself and headed home. I
turned at the end of their driveway and saw Kaitlin
standing in the doorway, looking after me.
**
That weekend following, I was out in the garden working
again when I heard Kaitlin call out from behind me,
"Hi, Steve!” I turned around, startled enough to drop
the rake. Kaitlin was standing there wearing cut-off
blue jeans again only this time she had on a form-
fitting white T-shirt that only accented the swell of
her developing breasts. The dark circles of her
aureoles were visible through the white cloth and her
nipples were just stiff enough to stand out.
I managed to stammer out a "hello" and tell her what I
was doing. "Can I help?" she asked, brightly. "Uh,
sure. There's another rake over there."
We worked together for a couple of hours, always making
sure I positioned myself so I could observe her lithe,
young body in motion. Before long, the rising sun made
the heat unbearable for working outdoors, so I asked
Kaitlin if she wanted to go inside and take a break and
get something to eat or drink.
"Sure, I'd like that," she replied.
In the kitchen, she sat at the counter spinning on the
stool, girlishly. I cracked open a beer and asked her
what she wanted. "How about a beer," she replied. "Or a
wine cooler, if you've got any. I snuck one from my
grandma once and it was good!"
"I, uh, don't know if you should have anything
alcoholic," was my reply. "Oh, c'mon, who's going to
know? I won't tell anyone! Even if I get drunk or
something, it's no big deal, my grandma's away for the
whole weekend, she'll never know!"
I watched her carefully as I pulled out a wine cooler
from the fridge and asked "Your grandma's gone for the
whole weekend? Who's keeping an eye on you?"
"Oh, please, I'm almost 11 years old; I'm old enough to
be by myself for a weekend. Besides, it's not like we
live in the big city or something, is it?"
"Ten?” I asked, as I watched her swallow down a few
gulps of wine cooler. "I thought you were, like,
twelve, or maybe older?"
"Nope, I'll be eleven in two months. All the girls in
my class are jealous of me, too," she replied with a
smirk.
"Um, why, exactly, is that?" I asked in return,
although I thought I knew the answer.
"Because I've got little boobies already and they
don't!" she proudly replied, thrusting out her chest.
At that point, the erection in my pants reached a
critical stage. I needed to regroup and rearrange
before the awkward angle caused me anymore pain.
"Kaitlin," I said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom and
then change out of these dirty clothes, and I'll be
right back."
"OK," was her reply, as she swigged down some more wine
cooler.
I went back to my bedroom and quickly undressed. I
managed to pee by thinking about other things, anything
other than her "little boobies," until my dick drooped
enough to let out the urine. Then I put on a clean T-
shirt and a pair of cotton jersey shorts, without any
underwear. My cock quickly became erect, again, at the
feel of the smooth fabric and the thought of going out
there where Kaitlin could see my bulge.
When I walked back into the kitchen, Kaitlin was
opening another wine cooler. I saw her glance down
between my legs and noticed her eyes widen as she
quickly took another drink.
"Where's the bathroom, I've got to pee really badly,"
she asked. "Follow me," I replied. We walked back to my
bedroom where I pointed her to the bathroom. She closed
the door as I sat on the edge of the bed. Seconds
later, I could hear the sound of her urine splashing
into the toilet. I rubbed my erection through my shorts
until I heard the toilet flush. Kaitlin came out of the
bathroom, looked around the bedroom, and said "I wish I
had some clean clothes, too. Mine are all sweaty and
dirty."
I took a deep breath and replied "Well, you could
borrow some of mine, maybe a robe or something, while
we wash the clothes you're wearing, but you'd still be
sweaty and dirty, too...like me." I looked her in the
eye. She looked at me. Then she said, "Maybe I could
take a bath. And maybe you could wash my back, or
something?"
"Yes," I said, "or something. If you take a bath and I
wash your back, you know that means I'll see you naked,
right?"
"Yeah, but that's not fair if you see me naked while
I'm in the bath. You should be naked, too."
"OK," I said. I'll run the water, you get undressed and
then I'll get undressed and then we'll get in the tub
together, OK?"
"OK," she smiled, as she pulled off her T-shirt. My
legs nearly gave way when I saw her tender, swollen,
10-year-old breasts. "Go on," she said with a smile,
"run the bath!"
I started the water in the tub and turned around to see
a vision of girlish beauty standing in front of me. Her
long, slender legs ran straight up, ending at her hips
on the outside and at the smooth, hairless, slit of her
childish pussy on the inside. Her nipples were fully
erect, atop her puffy brown aureoles at the end of her
swollen, developing little-girl breasts.
She smile shyly and asked "Do you think I'm pretty?"
I just nodded, then pulled off my T-shirt, paused, and
asked her "Are you sure you want to do this?" She
smiled again, nodded, and said "Take off your shorts, I
want to see."
I pulled off my cotton jersey shorts, exposing my
shaved crotch, my cock snapping into upright position
as I did so, my
swollen testicles rolling into position, ready for
action, ready to pump out their loads of sperm. Kaitlin
looked at me and blurted out "It's bigger than grandma
said it would be!"
"Oh?” I said. "And what did your grandma say about me?"
Kaitlin blushed, very prettily, and replied "Grandma
said that men like girls and that you'd probably like
me and that if you did you'd show me your 'cock' and
then she held up a hot dog and said 'this is how big a
cock is'. But yours is way bigger!"
I smiled, turned off the water and asked "Did grandma
say anything else about me, and you?" "No, not really,"
Kaitlin replied, "just that I mustn't tell anyone if we
get naked in front of each other 'cause you'd get in
lots of trouble. But don't worry, I won't tell about
that, or anything. Can we get in the tub, now?"
Kaitlin and I stepped into the tub. I sat down,
spreading my legs, and pulled her in, making her sit
between my legs facing away from me. The warm water
caressed our bodies as I reached for the soap. I
lathered up her body, rubbing her neck, shoulders,
back; reaching around in front of her I massaged her
small breasts, making her gasp with pleasure.
My hands moved down her chest, down her belly and
abdomen to between her slender 10-year-old thighs, and
began massaging the hairless slit of her virgin pussy.
Gentle gasps of pleasure escaped from her sweet, red
lips as I nibbled on her ears and kissed her neck.
My fingers gently spread her labia, touching the entry
to her womanhood, caressing her little clitoris, making
her stiffen with pleasure. I began rubbing her pussy,
her clitoris, now fast, and then slow, now hard, then
soft. Kaitlin moaned as I brought her to her first
orgasm, her entire body stiffening with ecstasy, her
back arching with joy as she came against my hand.
Kaitlin collapsed against me, her slender body
conforming to mine as her breath came in great, sobbing
heaps. I kissed her ears, her cheeks, her neck, her
lips as she turned her face toward me, my hands gently
smoothing against her erect nipples as her little body
shuddered with pleasure against mine.
"Kaitlin, do you think you can turn around and face
me?"
"Yes."
I helped her swivel around, her legs straddling mine,
her arms around my neck, as I grasped her narrow hips
and pulled her pelvis close to mine. My erection
pressed against her pubes, our mouths came together as
we kissed. We began grinding together in the tub as our
lips pressed together, my tongue slipping into her
mouth, hers snaking into mine, my hands squeezing her
skinny little pre-pubescent ass as I pulled her body
close against mine.
"I want to taste you between your legs and then I want
to fuck you, I want to push my cock between your legs,
up inside your pussy and just fuck you forever," I
said.
"Yes, OK, I don't care; just make me feel good like
that, again!"
I stood, pulled her up by her hand, pulled her out of
the tub. We walked, dripping wet and hand-in-hand, to
the bed. I pulled Kaitlin onto the bed, kissing her. I
kissed her lips, her neck, her chest, her nipples, her
belly, her abdomen. I move down her body, using my
hands, my lips, bringing moans and squeals of pleasure
out of her 10-year-old mouth until I reached her pubic
mound.
When I flicked her swollen clitoris with my tongue, she
arched her body, forcing her pussy against my mouth,
and screamed with delight. I grabbed her firm little
ass with both hands, pulled her pubes firmly against my
mouth and tongued her pussy, her clitoris, her virgin
hole, my fingers probing against her butt hole, pushing
into her pussy, fingering her as my tongue flicked
against her clitoris, her labia, her pussy hole, her
butt hole, bringing her to orgasm once, twice, thrice,
a dozen times.
As she laid there on my bed, breathing heavily in and
out, her arms askew, her legs spread apart, looking at
me with a question in her eyes, I answered "Yes, now
I'm going to fuck you."
I moved to between her legs, pulled them up; put her
slender ankles on my shoulders. Her pink, swollen, and
spread pussy lay before me, wet from her previous
orgasms. A large drop of translucent pre-cum lay at the
end of my erect cock. I leaned into Kaitlin, rubbing
the slippery, natural lubricant up and down the
hairless slit of her child's cunt. I moved my cock head
down, pressed in, and felt it push into her, her tight,
young, hairless cunt lips wrapping around the head of
my cock.
I pushed again as her hips rose up to meet me, my cock
sliding deeper into her, her 10-year-old pussy
engulfing my penis, her flesh wrapping around mine,
welcoming it into her. I pushed again, feeling the
resistance of her hymen, pushed again, not as hard,
once again, even softer, feeling her hymen give way,
hearing her gasp and feeling her tense as my penis
pushed past, slipping deeper into her hairless, warm
cunt.
I pushed again, this time almost all the way into
Kaitlin, her pussy tightening around my cock. A final
thrust and I'm all the way in, my shaven pubic mound
pressed up against her naturally hairless pussy, my
cock buried all the way inside her little girl's pussy,
her tight little pussy gripping my cock in wave after
wave of involuntary pleasure.
"Kaitlin," I ask, "Are you OK?"
"Yes. Don't stop."
I pull halfway out of her and push back in. "Don't stop
this?” I ask.
"Yes. I mean, no. I mean...don't stop. Just keep doing
that. It feels so good."
I pull out, push in, thrust in and out of Kaitlin's
young pussy, moving side-to-side, up-and-down, trying
to hit her clitoris, trying to make her come before I
do.
It's no use. She's too tight, feels too good. After a
few minutes, my toes curl, my eyes roll up, and I grunt
and moan as I squirt my semen into her child's cunt,
wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure constricting my
balls and cock, shooting my cum deep into her young
womb.
We make love... no, we fuck like insane monkeys three
more times that night, her slender, underage body
fueling my lust each time. The next day, we don't even
bother getting dressed until her grandma calls,
wondering where Kaitlin could be.
"I'll walk her over," I say as I zip up my pants.
"She's been helping me sow some seed."
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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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