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Jessica Shows Off
by Y4Y (w2beh@yahoo.com)

***

My obsession with Jessica grows, and I earn her parents 
trust so we can spend a Saturday together. I wanted to 
explore the exhibitionist tendencies I'd noticed in 
her, and she doesn't disappoint me. (Mf, ped, voy, bi, 
rom)

***

It was probably a dumb idea, but that was to be 
expected with an obsession. And what I suffered from 
was nothing short of obsession. That I understood and 
ignored this fact was likely, in the final analysis, 
more cause for concern than the obsession itself.

I moved slowly with the small crowd, my camera around 
my neck like every other tourist. This time of day the 
place was mostly filled with vacationing retirees, 
however, it was the school tour group now mesmerized by 
the giant shark tank that was the object of my 
attention. Had they been standing still, they would 
have resembled little robots in their identical 
uniforms. The girls wore green and blue plaid skirts, 
white blouses, knee-high white socks, and simple black 
shoes, while the boys replaced the skirts with blue 
slacks. Thankfully, the individual reactions to the 
close proximity of the sharks, accented by excited 
squeals and laughter, gave the group some character.

The object of my obsession, Jessica, was in the middle 
of the group. It was clear from the way the other kids 
treated her that she was very popular. But while she 
obviously fit this group of school kids, I could sense 
in her awareness that she was something special, that 
perhaps she was somehow more mature. She was not yet 
aware of my presence, and watching Jessica in her own 
environment, beautiful in a group of pretty girls, 
totally at ease with herself, was very fulfilling.

As I scanned the school group to identify the 
chaperones, I realized I had made the transition from 
shame at my moral and legal corruptness to coolly 
calculating the dangers and how to avoid them without 
much difficulty. The fact that I was here at all was 
evidence of that. A chance comment by Jessica that her 
class was visiting the Aquarium this last week of 
school had caught my attention. 

Assuming the class would come in the morning, I had 
left the office and passed through the gate shortly 
after the Aquarium opened. And then I waited. It took 
45 minutes to learn I had guessed right, and here I now 
stood with my camera, marking the teachers and parents 
in my mind like a stalker.

The fact was, over the past couple of weeks I had 
largely lost my fear of prison, my fear of facing an 
angry father, and my worries over the appropriateness 
of my relationship with this twelve-year-old girl. 
Where I was once plotting ways to end our relationship, 
to once again walk the straight and narrow, I was now 
actively devising plans to insure we could find time 
together without getting caught. With two weeks of 
school left, I had hit upon a plan I considered, in my 
newly demented way of thinking, as genius. I had 
arranged for Jessica and her brother to do odd jobs 
around my house as a way to make money for the summer, 
and their parents heartily endorsed the idea. 

The ingenuity I perceived had been in including 
Jessica's 16-year-old brother, David, in my plan. David 
now cut my grass every 10 days or so, a job I loved to 
do myself but easily relinquished to achieve my goals. 
Jessica washed my two cars. I agreed to alternate 
various odd jobs, such as caring for my pets when I had 
to be out of town. I did this superficially in the name 
of fairness, but in reality as a patient means to 
obscure my real intentions. In two weeks I had already 
come up with a number of assignments, and with this 
arrangement there was nothing unusual in Jessica 
talking with me, or being seen at my house.

Jessica's parents were both successful professionals, 
and spent a great deal of time either at work, or at 
after work functions. To be frank, I never particularly 
cared for them or their flamboyant image-based 
lifestyle, but I quickly learned their irresponsibility 
as parents equated to opportunity for me. They 
regularly left their two kids at home, leaving David in 
charge, and I knew intuitively that their eager 
acceptance of my employment of their kids was based 
mostly on the increased freedom it gave them. They now 
had a neighbor they trusted, who their kids were 
comfortable with, if their kids happened to need help 
while they were away. 

The first couple of times I spoke with them about 
having Jessica and David help me around the house, I 
anxiously watched for any sign that they suspected I 
had a sexual interest in their daughter. But it quickly 
became apparent that Jessica, and her cousin Amy, were 
good at keeping secrets. Jessica's parents knew I lived 
alone since my wife had left to chase her own career in 
New York, and assumed I was glad to have kids around 
the house since I didn't have any of my own. Any 
lingering doubts I harbored about Jessica's parents 
suspecting I had less than noble designs on their 
daughter were erased two days ago when they asked if 
she could spend the upcoming Saturday at my house. They 
planned to be gone all day on one of their self-
centered outings, and David had an out-of-town baseball 
game and would also be gone most of the day. Needless 
to say, I readily agreed.

Now as I watched Jessica, moving gracefully amongst her 
friends, the framework of a plan on how to spend 
Saturday began to develop. She was a gorgeous young 
girl, with her blonde hair, tanned skin and dark eyes 
that everyone seemed to notice. As I discreetly clicked 
off pictures with my zoom, I could see that other girls 
in her class were more developed, or used make-up and 
hairstyles to enhance their appearance, but none 
matched Jessica's natural beauty or her carefree 
presence.

The huge shark tank was curved and the opposite wall 
followed the contours, creating a winding tunnel mostly 
lit by the tank itself. As the school group spread out, 
I used the shadows along the wall to move ahead, taking 
up a position directly in front of the glass. As the 
school kids caught up, I watched them pass, my eye on 
my target. Jessica was working her way along the glass, 
following a large hammerhead with her eyes. As I 
casually stepped in her path, she sensed a presence and 
looked up. Anticipating her surprise, I brought my 
finger to my lips in the universal sign for quiet, 
hiding my action with my camera.

Jessica's face lit up immediately, warming my heart. 
Never had I known a girl that was happier to see me, 
and her simple reaction provided all the satisfaction I 
needed to get through the rest of the day. In our 
secret life together, we had learned to communicate 
well, and as her lips moved to form words, she noticed 
my finger and held her tongue. Smiling brightly, she 
held eye contact for moment, then eased on by, 
understanding right away that we shouldn't act like we 
knew each other.

Where Jessica was a bright light in the group of school 
kids before, she was absolutely radiant now. She kept 
stealing glances my way, and realizing I was taking 
pictures of her and not the fish, she began to 
discreetly pose. Having learned what I like, and 
evidently what she liked as well, she even placed her 
arms around other girls' shoulders, and openly embraced 
her friends on a couple of occasions. Each time, her 
eyes came back to the camera, reminding me once again 
this girl had a remarkable talent for teasing at a very 
young age.

I followed the group through the aquarium, passing from 
level to level, hardly noticing the tanks at all. 
Occasionally I took random shots of the aquariums, but 
only as a cover and without interest in their contents. 
Halfway through the tour, Jessica made things more 
interesting. Coming to an area with wide benches, she 
sat on the pretense of adjusting her shoes, the flash 
of white panties signaling quickly to me what she was 
really up to. I stepped away and knelt, using the zoom 
as she gave me a good look at her white cotton undies.

From this point forward, she repeated this display at 
every bench, and once even squatted on the ground to 
pick up her dropped program, giving me another 
excellent shot. An idea formed in my mind, and I moved 
ahead of the group once again and sat on the next 
available bench. Picking up my subtle signal, Jessica 
sat beside me when the group drew even, looking 
studiously at the nearby tank as if she didn't notice 
me. When I was sure no one would notice, I leaned over 
slightly and spoke quietly. 

'Next restroom, lose the panties.' 

She looked at me wide-eyed, her composure momentarily 
lost, then smiled and got up. Being the obedient 
submissive I had discovered her to be, it only took a 
few minutes before I saw her speak to one of the 
teachers, and then the two of them stepped away from 
the group and headed down a hallway. 

When they returned a few minutes later, Jessica 
rejoined her friends, laughing and cutting up just like 
a normal girl. After a few minutes she maneuvered 
herself near me, then opened her right hand, which I 
now noticed ha been closed in a fist. Her panties 
started to unfold, and it was my turn to be wide-eyed. 

'Put those in your purse.' My whisper had a hint of 
panic to it.

She just laughed and skipped away, and then passing a 
trash receptacle, she glanced my way with an evil grin 
as she dropped her panties inside.

Now as I followed the group, I was acutely aware that 
Jessica was bare under her skirt as she skipped along 
with her pals. At the next bench, she sat and gave me 
what I wanted, and I clicked off the pictures 
ravenously. She repeated this process at every 
opportunity, and I now used the shadows to hide the 
swelling in my groin. She was driving me wild as I took 
pictures of her discreetly flashing her hairless pussy 
in the midst of a crowd of her schoolmates.

The school group was now on the fourth level of the 
Aquarium, and I noticed that the tourists that I had 
been drifting along with had either fallen well behind, 
or moved off in other directions. As the kids headed 
towards the Manta Ray pool, and afraid it was becoming 
obvious I was following them, I decided to continue 
around the corner and get a drink at the concession 
stand. Sitting at a table with a bottle of water, I 
pulled out my tour map. The fifth and final level was 
the roof, which had been converted to a simulated rain 
forest. Plotting once again, I headed off in that 
direction, figuring it would be less obvious what I was 
up to if I was ahead of the group and they caught up 
with me.

When the kids finally came up the glass enclosed ramp, 
I was busily taking photographs of the exotic plants. 
When Jessica came into view, I saw that the smile that 
always adorned her face was a bit forced, and I knew 
she was wondering if I had left. When she finally 
spotted me, the pensiveness disappeared immediately, 
and the brightness I loved so much returned to her 
features. 

The Rain Forest was designed with winding trails 
through lush vegetation, with a rope bridge and a crude 
spiral stair case to a supposed tree house. Using my 
zoom, I followed Jessica through the maze, and she 
offered me several more excellent shots of her bare 
pussy. My favorite was when she stepped up to the 
railing on the tree house, with me on the trail below, 
and allowed me to take several wonderful upskirt shots. 
It was at that point that I heard one of the teachers 
calling out to the kids that it was time to go.

Reluctant to leave, the kids slowly started moving 
towards the elevator that would take them back to the 
ground level. The group Jessica was in lingered the 
longest, then started down the spiral staircase. I 
drifted off to the side, ignoring them and 
concentrating on some freshly bloomed orchids. Hearing 
a noise, I turned back and saw that Jessica had 
separated from her friends and stood under the tree 
house, the spiral stair case shielding her from view of 
anyone on the trail. A trash container made to look 
like a tree stump was to her left, so she was in a 
small niche.

I trained my camera on her just in time to see her 
quickly look left and right, and I knew in flash what 
she was going to do. Before I could pull the camera 
away from my eye and try to discourage her, she grabbed 
the bottom of her skirt in the front and lifted it to 
her chest, exposing her nakedness from her stomach 
down. I reacted instinctively, clicking off picture 
after picture of Jessica showing me her slender girl 
hips and baby smooth pussy. 

'Jessica!'

It was one of the adults, coming back to look for her. 
I gave her a quick smile as she straightened her skirt, 
then moved around a curve in the trail. I could here 
her talking as I walked away.

'Sorry Ms. Clark. I realized I had dropped my ticket 
stub and wanted it for my scrapbook.'

'That's alright sweetie. Just always remember to tell 
someone where you are going.'

I sat on a bench and started reviewing the pictures in 
my camera, my dick growing hard as I passed back 
through them. All the while, my idea for Saturday 
continued to develop in my mind.

On the way back to the office, all I could think about 
was Jessica sitting on a school bus full of kids with 
no panties on. For the rest of the afternoon as I tried 
to work, all I could think of was Jessica sitting in a 
crowded class room with no panties on. I didn't get 
much work done.

The next day was Friday, and the last day of school. In 
the afternoon, I called up to Jessica's house and her 
mom answered, which was totally unexpected. Recovering 
quickly, I introduced myself and asked to speak to 
David. When he came on the line, I asked if he and his 
sister would be interested in washing my two cars.

They showed up a while later, and I put them to work, 
dealing directly with David while being polite to 
Jessica. Once back in the house, I used a second floor 
window and a pair of binoculars to watch her work.

When they were nearly done, I walked back out to check 
on them. Needing to get Jessica apart from David, I 
asked her to step in the house with me to retrieve some 
towels for drying the cars.

'You know you have to stay with me tomorrow.'

She was ecstatic. 'Yes, I can't wait.'

'Here's what I want you to do.'

She listened intently as I gave her instructions, 
nodding her understanding. I was much less focused, the 
wet shirt clinging to her budding breasts causing me 
great distraction. She agreed to my requests, then we 
stood awkwardly for a moment, staring at each other, 
Jessica fully aware that I was admiring her young body, 
and both of us wanting more than a conversation. Coming 
to my senses, I escorted her out of the house with an 
arm load of towels.

Late the next morning I was more than surprised to see 
Jessica coming up my driveway alone, a backpack slung 
over one shoulder. I expected one of her parents to 
escort her, and I had literally practiced my 
conversation with them. Not for the first time, I had 
unkind thoughts about just how irresponsible her 
parents were, and not for the fist time I realized it 
may well be a blessing.

Jessica jumped into my arms the minute she stepped in 
the door. I hugged her close and kissed her, then 
pushed her away, still uneasy about fooling around with 
her in my house. We gathered our things and jumped in 
my car. On the way out of the neighborhood, we stopped 
by her house and I had Jessica leave her brother a note 
with my cell phone number, in off chance he got home 
before we did.

It was late spring and therefore 'Fest' season, and we 
were soon on the highway heading for a neighboring town 
famous for its Italian Festival. Now that we were 
actually in the car, I began to have doubts as I 
pondered how wise it was to take Jessica on this short 
trip without her parent's permission. But when she slid 
across the seat and snuggled up to me, like a high 
school girl on a date with her boyfriend, her head on 
my shoulder and one hand on my thigh, my thoughts 
quickly turned elsewhere. I slipped my arm around her 
shoulders and held her close as we drove along in 
silence. Even though there could be no possible future 
for our relationship, I knew I had really fallen for 
this darling girl.

It was a relatively short distance to our destination, 
and once we were clear of our own town, following the 
two-lane highway through the country, I broke the 
silence.

'Did you bring the shorts and shirt I suggested?' She 
nodded. 'The dress?'

'Yes. Just like you told me to.'

'Good girl. Why don't you change into the shorts and 
shirt? No panties, OK?'

She looked at me oddly for a moment. Then realizing I 
meant for her the change in the car, she smiled 
wickedly.

I checked the road fore and aft, but there was very 
little traffic. The houses on the side of the road were 
whizzing by as we cruised along at highway speed, so 
there was little chance that anyone could see within 
our fast moving vehicle. But even as I scanned 
nervously about, I noticed Jessica didn't even look up 
she started to unbuckle the belt she had on. She had 
come to my house wearing blue jean shorts and a pretty 
blouse, clothes that her mother obviously found 
suitable, and which in fact made her look more mature 
than the unintentionally revealing girlish clothes she 
often wore. However, it was the revealing girlish 
clothes I was after today, and Jessica understood that.

Jessica slid her shorts off her legs, and then slipped 
out of her blouse, totally unconcerned that she was 
doing so in a moving car that offered little in the way 
of privacy. Beneath her blouse she was wearing a 
training bra, and was actually embarrassed to be seen 
in it, which I found amusing considering I had seen 
every square millimeter of her naked body. She undid 
the clasp and quickly removed the bra, uncovering those 
delicious breast buds I craved so much. Then she slid 
her panties to the floor. Kicking them off her feet, 
Jessica sat back in the seat and turned my way, 
allowing me to admire her naked, youthful body.

I was impressed that Jessica removed all of her 
clothing, choosing to be completely naked before she so 
much as reached into her backpack for the shorts and 
shirt she was to put on. That she had learned so much 
in just a few weeks, that she realized how much her 
submissive nature turned me on, and how much I liked 
her exhibitionist tendencies, was a source of amazement 
I could scarcely understand. 

This twelve year old girl exuded more confidence in her 
sexuality than any grown woman I had ever known. I 
reached across and lightly rubbed my hands across her 
very small breasts, delighting in the feel of the 
little bumps as she closed her eyes and let me do as I 
pleased. I teased and pulled on her breast buds, to 
whimpers of approval from Jessica, as my eyes feasted 
on the barren smoothness of her young pussy and the 
firmness of her thighs. A car passed in the opposite 
direction and I idly wondered if they could see this 
erotic scene, then belatedly realized Jessica needed to 
get dressed.

'We're almost there, better hurry.'

Her eyes popped open and she reached for the backpack, 
taking out the pale yellow shorts which I had seen her 
wear once before and requested she bring. She had 
nearly outgrown them, so that they encased her young 
hips like a glove, and as she slipped them up her legs 
I could see they were going to fit as snugly as I 
hoped. When she wore the shorts previously, they were 
tight enough that I could make out the pattern of the 
lace that trimmed the leg openings on her panties. I 
couldn't wait to see her standing this time, nothing 
but bare skin underneath. 

The next item was the shirt. Like the shorts, the white 
shirt was thin cotton, with straps that tied at the 
shoulder, which she seemed to favor. This one fit 
loosely, which was why I selected it. As we drove into 
town, I had her adjust the straps so the shirt hung 
lower on her body.

The countryside gave way to city streets, and I had to 
return my attention to the road. Approaching the 
downtown area of this small town, the crowds grew 
quickly, and I was soon in search of parking, which 
appeared to be at a premium. Finally we paid a small 
fee to park on the back lawn of a church, under a pecan 
grove. Getting out, I opened the rear door and gathered 
up my camera equipment. When I walked around the car to 
Jessica's side, I froze. 

She stood next to the open car door, facing me with a 
dazzling smile. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a 
braided pony tail, and her dark eyes glistened with 
excitement. The shirt hung from thin straps, which left 
her broad, sexy shoulders almost bare. I could see the 
slight swelling around her young breasts above the top 
of her shirt, and I knew her sweet little breast buds 
were barely covered.

Jessica's shirt ended at the middle of her stomach, 
leaving about two inches of bare skin above the top of 
her shorts. Even as sexy as the shirt was on this 
beautiful girl, it was the shorts that made my heart 
come to a halt. They fit her girlish hips like a second 
layer of skin. Jessica's protruding hip bones were 
outlined perfectly, and I could easily follow the line 
of her hip bones downward. 

The pale yellow material followed the contours of her 
flat stomach and elevated mons, giving a clear and 
sensual picture of her shape. The leg openings fit 
snugly around her firm, tanned thighs, and drew up into 
the juncture of her legs and her groin. This left the 
outline of her pussy apparent to all who chose to look.

'Turn around, let me see you from behind.'

She did as I asked without question, looking back over 
her shoulder as I continued my inspection. The effect 
from the rear was the same. The tight, thin shorts 
revealed a perfectly shaped ass, the material pressing 
well up into her ass crack to leave little, if 
anything, to the imagination.

'Turn back.' 

I was a little breathless as she unhesitatingly did my 
bidding. Staring at her groin once again, I realized 
that if she had pubic hair, it would be easily visible 
through the thin, yellow shorts. While I knew she would 
look erotic in these shorts, especially with no 
underwear on, I suddenly had reservations about my 
plan. The shorts were simply much more revealing than I 
expected.

'Jessica, uh, perhaps we should change to the dress.'

Her pout was immediate. 'Don't you like these?'

'I love them. But they may be a bit more revealing for 
walking around in public than we expected.'

'They're fine. I wear them all the time in the park.'

Yeah, I thought, with panties on and very few people 
around. 'I don't know Jessica, this may be a bit too 
bold.'

'Let's try.' She gave me a coquettish smile. 'I feel 
good in these. I can tell by the way you look at me 
that you like them.' Once again I felt myself being 
willingly manipulated by a twelve year old girl.

At that moment, a couple walked right past us, neither 
seeming to notice Jessica, and my sudden resolve began 
to melt. The truth was that I really wanted to see 
Jessica parade innocently about in a crowd wearing 
young girl clothes that carelessly revealed details of 
her beautiful body. But I had underestimated just how 
bold this outfit would be. Scanning around, cars were 
steadily parking, their occupants getting out and 
moving directly away to our left, heading for the 
festival. At the far edge of the parking area, about 30 
yards away, they stepped immediately into the crowd. 
There were lots of people, loud music and the smells of 
food filling the air.

Jessica followed my gaze, then turned back. 'C'mon, 
let's go.'

I looked back to Jessica, who was shifting foot to foot 
impatiently. My eyes were again drawn straight to her 
pussy, which was outlined enticingly by the tight 
cotton shorts. I liked what I saw, but was still 
unsure. What if we ran into someone that knew her? 
Forcing myself to look into her face, I decided to 
check something else.

'Bend over, as if you were reaching for something you 
dropped.'

She did as I asked, and the loose fitting shirt 
billowed away from her body as planned. I could see all 
the way down her body to her shorts, her beautiful 
breast buds protruding out from her chest deliciously. 
She knew what I was looking at and held her position 
for a moment, letting me drink it in. I had to smile.

'Alright, let's walk over there by the food booths and 
see what happens.'

I checked my camera as I walked slowly between the 
cars, allowing Jessica to open up a gap between us. Her 
lovely little buns were outlined perfectly, flexing as 
she walked. I wasn't yet sure how other people would 
see her, but I found her to be incredibly erotic.

She turned and waited for me, and I took a quick 
picture, the point of her left hip outlined nicely as 
she stood with her side to me. The shape of her lower 
body was readily evident, as noted by the stirring in 
my groin.

'What I want you to do is wander through the crowd, 
checking displays of crafts, foods, whatever. I'll be 
nearby with the zoom, taking pictures.'

'OK!' Jessica turned and skipped off, stepping into the 
crowd and moving with the throng. At first it seemed 
she was just another young girl checking out the 
festival, and no one seemed to pay her much heed. But 
when I saw two older ladies give her a disdainful look, 
I realized she was in fact being noticed. The two 
ladies started talking heatedly, no doubt expressing 
dubious opinions about parents that would let their 
daughter out dressed in such a manner.

I was taking a steady stream of pictures, pausing now 
and then to close the distance between Jessica and I. 
Many of the pictures were of her walking away from me, 
as I used the camera to capture her tightly encased 
ass. The shorts outlined her shape so that there was 
little left to the imagination, and I knew the photos 
of Jessica moving through a large crowd were going to 
be erotic.

Jessica was well aware that she was being photographed, 
and took every chance to turn my way. Like her ass, it 
took little imagination to visualize her pussy under 
the pale yellow cotton. Her hip bones, the flatness of 
her stomach, and the swell of her mons were readily 
visible in the bright sunshine. And her young pussy was 
outlined nicely by the clinging cotton shorts, which 
rode tighter into her crotch as she walked. At one 
point, she hitched up her shorts even higher, flashing 
an evil grin, and I snapped off several photos as the 
shorts were pulled snug, her pussy as visible as if it 
were bare.

Most people were too caught up in their own business to 
notice, but plenty did. I took many a photo of guys 
both young and old checking Jessica out. As an 
afterthought, I stopped and scanned around just to be 
sure she wasn't attracting anyone who might become a 
problem. It was only after we were deep into the crowd 
that this possibility occurred to me, and I mentally 
kicked myself as I stepped up my vigilance. The irony 
that some people would regard me as a predator, and 
that I was on the alert for other predators, was not 
lost on me.

Jessica paused at a booth selling sunglasses, and tried 
a few pair on. A boy who looked to be high school age 
was staffing the booth, and when Jessica bent over 
slightly to check herself in a mirror, I got a photo of 
him trying to look down her shirt. When she moved away 
from the booth, I motioned her over towards me.

'Having fun?'

'You bet. Will I like these photos as much as the last 
ones?'

I had to chuckle. Jessica had been enthralled the day I 
showed her some of the nude photos I had taken 
previously. 'You bet. You didn't find any sunglasses 
you liked?'

'No, but that guy was trying to look down my shirt.'

So she did notice. 'Why didn't you let him?'

She stared at me for a moment. 'It's OK?'

'Yes, it's OK. You're a beautiful girl, other guys will 
want to look at you.' It occurred to me what she was 
thinking, so I went on. 'I don't mind if they are just 
looking.'

I gave her a wink, and she laughed. 'OK.'

'Why don't you go try on another pair or two?'

She grinned and skipped off again, heading back the way 
she came. Once again I marveled at how eagerly she did 
everything I told her to do. Or for that matter, 
anything I told her to. When she walked back up to the 
booth, she had the boy's attention immediately. This 
time when she tried on a pair, she bent well over to a 
low mirror, allowing her shirt to fall away from her 
body. As I clicked off a few pictures, there was no 
mistaking from his reaction that the boy was looking 
right at her little breast buds. She went through 
several pair, each time allowing him to look down her 
shirt. Another customer came up, and the boy dispatched 
them quickly, moving back into position to stare down 
Jessica's shirt, his actions obvious to even the most 
casual observer. But Jessica acted as if she didn't 
notice.

I watched through the view finder as Jessica hiked up 
her shorts again Then she took another pair of 
sunglasses, but instead of leaning into the mirror as 
before, she stepped back, as if to check her appearance 
from a distance. The boy's eyes flew open when he saw 
her clearly outlined twelve year old pussy, and it was 
only then that I realized that the position of the 
counter, and his fascination with her breasts, had kept 
him from noticing her shorts before.

The boy tried to strike up a conversation with Jessica, 
but I could see was tired of this game and ready to 
move on. She waved good-bye and headed off into the 
crowd, his eyes following her until she was out of 
sight. I chuckled as I walked after her, thinking this 
kid would be jerking off for the next month to the 
memory of Jessica. For that matter, I would be jerking 
off to the memory of Jessica showing off for him.

We played the game a while longer, and Jessica seemed 
to be having the time of her life. It occurred to me 
that she truly loved showing off, and doing things to 
turn me on. It also occurred to me that she was 
attracting a lot of attention. The more time we spent 
walking around, the more I realized that some of the 
faces around us were staying the same. She was building 
up a fan club so to speak, and it included guys from 
high school age to grandfatherly. I was not the only 
one following her any more. I took stock of the 
situation, and decided that one of the followers 
concerned me a little, a grubby looking guy in his mid-
twenties with a Star Wars shirt. It was about time to 
wrap things up.

That's when I noticed the other photographer. At first 
I thought it may be a coincidence, but as we moved 
through the booths of crafts and food I realized I 
wasn't the only one taking pictures of Jessica. And 
most surprisingly, it was a girl who looked to be 
college age. She felt my stare and dropped her camera, 
then gave me a conspiratorial wink. Clearly she thought 
we had both just chanced on this opportunity.

One of my biggest fears in planning this little 
adventure was Jessica running into someone who knew 
her. I knew this was a long shot since the locals spent 
very little time at these festivals, but it was still a 
risk. But I hadn't considered that someone else may 
take photographs, and I wasn't sure how I felt about 
it. On the one hand, it was quite a turn on that a 
fairly pretty girl would have such an interest. 
However, having pictures of Jessica dressed so 
provocatively in someone else's hands was worrisome.

I moved closer to Jessica and casually caught her 
attention.

'We probably should go back to the car now.'

'Alright.' She smiled sweetly, and then bit down on her 
lower lip sexily, teasing me. Then something behind me 
caught her eye.

'But first I want to go over there.'

I looked where she nodded. There was a fountain in the 
town square that was built into the ground and 
consisted of fine jets of spray that shot straight up 
in the air. I had seen these before on a trip to 
Europe. The jets fired at random through a grate that 
was flush with the surrounding brick work. The grate 
was covered with kids of all ages that were dancing 
from opening to opening, trying to skip over the holes 
before the jet fired. Some were being successful, and 
some were being hit, and everyone was laughing.

I shrugged and Jessica headed off. At first she watched 
for a few minutes as I took photos. Then she surprised 
me by jumping into the line of kids skipping across the 
grates like a game of hopscotch. She made it across 
quite a few of the holes without getting sprayed, even 
though the kids on either side of her got hit. But even 
though she hadn't been directly sprayed, she was 
getting wet from the water falling back to the ground, 
and through the zoom I could see her shirt start to 
cling to her. I paused and looked around, not 
surprisingly finding the other young lady taking 
pictures. I also saw many of Jessica's other fans, 
including Mr. Star Wars.

Jessica was laughing hysterically, and having the time 
of her life, when the inevitable finally happened. 
Jessica caught a jet straight up the front of her body, 
and then the next one got her as well. She turned to me 
with a look of feigned dismay, and then starting 
running hole to hole trying to catch all of them. It 
was only a matter of minutes before she was soaked. And 
it was only a matter of seconds before I was alarmed. 
Soaking wet, the pale yellow shorts were almost see-
through. But worried or not, I instinctively and 
greedily started clicking pictures. Using the zoom, I 
could see that the wet, clingy shorts were transparent 
enough that you had no doubt Jessica had a hairless 
pussy. It was that obvious. 

Scanning up her body with the lens, I could see the 
darkness of her pert little aureoles right through her 
shirt. I clicked off a few more pictures, and then 
waved her towards me.

Jessica came running up with a big grin, obviously 
enjoying herself. It was infectious, and I had to smile 
back.

'You wet little rat. You realize you are practically 
naked?'

She looked down her body, then grinned even bigger. 
'You like?'

She didn't look left, she didn't look right, and she 
didn't try to cover up. God, she was absolutely 
shameless. I started to answer, then saw the girl with 
the camera lining up to take a picture, not ten yards 
away. I stepped between Jessica and the camera, then 
closed the distance. She dropped the lens and looked at 
me quizzically.

We stared at each other for a moment, and I wasn't sure 
what to say. Finally I just said what was on my mind. 
'No pictures of her and I together.'

She seemed to be considering this, then nodded. 'OK.'

I turned before she could say anything else. Jessica 
was watching with interest, and I was stunned by how 
naked she appeared in this crowded square. It was both 
a turn on and a concern. 

'Let's head back to the car and get some dry clothes.'

We walked and talked as if everything was normal, but I 
could tell by the stares that people were noticing this 
beautiful young girl who was so exposed. We took the 
shortest possible route, Jessica carefree, and me 
trying to ignore the stares and act as if things were 
normal. Finally the crowd thinned and then we were back 
in the parking grove. As we moved between the cars, I 
took Jessica's hand in mine and held it tight.

As we reached the car, I looked back over my shoulder 
and noticed our photographer friend was still 
following. On a whim, I turned to Jessica. 'Why don't 
you let her take one last picture of you?'

She looked back. 'She was taking pictures, too?'

'Yeah, but I think it's OK.'

'OK.'

It was that simple. I stepped around the car, out of 
the line of sight, and Jessica turned and posed, giving 
the girl a good view of the wet clothes clinging so 
erotically to her tender little body. I watched as the 
girl clicked off several shots, and then as Jessica 
moved to the car door.

My intent had been to have Jessica change to her dress, 
and then we'd head out to another part of the festival 
for some more fun. But now as I watched the girl with 
the camera walk towards me, I realized I may have made 
a mistake by allowing Jessica to pose for her. She was 
a nice looking girl, and I noticed her nipples were 
hard, telling me she was turned on by the sight of 
Jessica. Suddenly my demented mind kicked into over-
drive, but before I could complete the thought, I saw 
Mr. Star Wars lurking a couple of rows over. It was 
time to go.

The girl with the camera followed my gaze and saw Mr. 
Star Wars, then turned back and started to say 
something. I got in the car before she could speak, and 
then cranked the engine as Jessica climbed in. When I 
backed out of the space, it placed my window right next 
to the girl. On a whim, I rolled it down and looked at 
her.

'We're going over to lakeside.'

As I drove out of the parking area, I pondered why I 
had done that. While I had never considered it before, 
the thought of a young woman sexually turned on by a 
young girl was, I realized, very erotic. But that 
didn't make my action wise, and now I contemplated 
heading back to the house. Looking over at Jessica, she 
was watching me quietly, the happy glow on her face 
enough to make me forget all else. Her wet clothes left 
damp trails on the leather seats, and I took a good 
look at her young breasts showing through her shirt. 
Her hair was soaked, but pulled back as it was, the 
moisture only added a little curl to the loose strands. 
She looked as beautiful as ever, and as I looked into 
her face, I knew I wasn't ready for the outing to be 
over.

'You were incredibly beautiful to watch and 
photograph.'

A giant smile spread across her face. 'Did you like 
it?'

Did I like it? 'Yes!'

She reached over and kissed me on the cheek. 'Did you 
notice how many people were watching you?'

She seemed almost shy for a second. 'Yeah, I think so.' 
She looked thoughtful. 'Who was the girl?'

'I don't know.' Before she could ask anymore questions, 
I reached in the backseat and grabbed a towel. Luckily 
I had one in the car.

'Dry off a little and change into your dress.'

Her eyes sparkled once again, and without hesitation 
she hooked her fingers into her shorts and slid them 
off, exposing her pretty young pussy to my gaze for the 
second time today. The shirt came next, and once again 
she was totally naked.

The lakeside area was only about three blocks away, but 
today I had to navigate around the festival, which 
meant I had to go almost out of town to the west and 
circle back around. The streets here were much busier, 
with a lot more traffic, but Jessica didn't even look 
around before stripping off all her clothing. I made a 
mental note to be more careful in the future when I 
made such suggestions. Looking ahead at the halted 
cars, I turned to her quickly.

'Use the towel to cover up at the red light.'

She grinned mischievously and held the towel under her 
chin, letting it drape across her body as I came to a 
stop. I slid my right hand across the seat and under 
the towel, feeling the taut skin of her belly, cooled 
by the damp clothes she had been wearing. When I slid 
my hand down and cupped her hairless pussy, she opened 
her legs to give me room. 

One of the things I liked about Jessica was she never 
commented on what we did together. Instead, she reacted 
with her body and her emotions, letting me know quite 
clearly when she liked what I was doing. When the 
traffic started moving again, I pulled my hand away 
reluctantly, and I knew she felt the same way.

'Better get that dress on, we don't have far to go.'

In my instructions the previous day, all I told her was 
to bring a dress that buttoned all the way up the 
front. When she reached into her bag, she came out with 
a pretty white dress. It was simple, with lace at the 
sleeves and the hem. As she unfolded it, I marveled at 
the wonder of driving down the road in broad daylight 
with a naked twelve-year-old girl, totally devoid of 
inhibition, getting dressed in my passenger seat.

Jessica slipped the dress over her shoulders and with 
some difficulty lifted her lovely behind and worked it 
into position. This effort gave me a beautiful look at 
her nude body as she arched up, and I was grateful 
traffic had thinned out and required less 
attentiveness. As she started on the buttons, I could 
see the dress was cut fairly low in the front and 
probably extended to mid-thigh. Like the shorts before, 
I was pretty certain this was a dress she was quickly 
out-growing.

Lakeside was just that, a large public area alongside 
the lake. As we pulled into the parking lot and 
searched for a space, we could see the festival in full 
swing to our left. After several passes, we found a 
spot and got out. Jessica bounded off to the low wall 
along the lake before I could gather up my camera, and 
I quickly ran after her.

She was excitedly pointing out the jet skis as I came 
up, but I hardly noticed. The sun was behind her, and I 
could clearly see the outline of her gorgeous young 
body through the thin material of the dress. I stooped 
and took several photos, trying to catch her pretty 
little breasts pushing outward from her chest, hoping 
the camera could see what my eyes were drinking in. As 
I stepped around her, I admired the dress that was 
perhaps a size too small. It was quite pretty in its 
simplicity, and she looked like an angel wearing it.

'Was that an Easter dress?'

She stopped pointing and looked down, seemingly puzzled 
by my question, which had nothing to do with jet skis. 
'Yes, last year.'

'It's still quite beautiful on you.'

She smiled and preened as I took a few pictures. With 
the sun now behind me, I could easily see the darkness 
that marked her little breast buds. And because I knew 
what to look for, I was also certain I saw the outline 
of her pretty little pussy. My cock suddenly swelled, 
and I shifted my camera bag to cover it, causing a 
knowing Jessica to snicker.

Jessica and I walked along the lake, with her checking 
out the vendors like before as I took pictures. 
Eventually we made our way out onto the dock. It was 
pretty crowded, but most people ignored us. I looked 
around often for the girl with the camera, but she was 
nowhere to be seen, and I imagined with some humor she 
was frantically running around looking for a pretty 
girl in see-through yellow shorts.

About halfway down the pier I stopped Jessica. 'Why 
don't you casually undo the top two buttons, and then 
lean on the railing, looking out over the water?'

As usual, she did as I asked without question. It took 
me a few minutes to get her positioned, but then I got 
what I was after. Taking a step back, I lined up the 
camera on her shoulders and face. With the buttons 
open, and her leaning against the railing, I also had a 
perfect view of her tiny left breast. Adjusting the 
zoom I took numerous shots, some with just Jessica, 
others zoomed back so I could see Jessica, her exposed 
breast, and the large crowd of people around her.

When we resumed walking, Jessica left the buttons open 
as I suspected she would. Thus I continued the theme, 
catching numerous shots of Jessica and one exposed 
breast bud.

Nearby was the tallest building in town, and I knew 
there was an overlook on the roof with telescopic 
viewers where tourists could lookout over the lake. We 
made our way to the building, and were surprised to be 
alone on the elevator, given the large crowds in town. 
This was a bank building, and taking a chance that the 
elevator wouldn't stop on intermediate floors on a 
weekend, I turned to Jessica.

'Quickly unbutton your dress.'

She didn't hesitate as I stepped back to the far wall. 
She opened her dress like a good girl, and I clicked 
off several pictures of her standing next to the 
elevator controls. Then I quickly stepped over and 
wrapped my lips around her right breast bud. She 
squealed in delight. She had only the middle three 
buttons back together when the doors opened at the top, 
but she seemed unconcerned.

There were two couples on the roof, and they were using 
the viewers that faced the lake. Taking a quick look 
around, I led Jessica away from the waterfront and 
around the back-side of the elevator house.

'Do it again.'

She grinned and reached for the buttons, opening her 
dress for me once again. I stepped to one side with my 
camera, partly to keep the other people on the roof in 
sight, and partly to get them in the background of the 
photos as Jessica so boldly displayed her body. She 
preened as I clicked off pictures, then shocked even me 
when she let the dress slip from her shoulders and fall 
to the rooftop. 

Jessica took two steps away from her dress and posed, 
stark naked, hands on her hips. My heart was pounding 
from her audacity, and from raw fear. But that didn't 
stop my shutter finger. I clicked off many pictures as 
she shifted her pose, one eye on her and the other on 
the strangers a short distance away. Suddenly I saw two 
more people, realized the elevator had just made 
another trip, and almost panicked. But they headed 
straight for the viewers, and I fired off a few more 
pictures, my hands shaking. By this time Jessica had 
her back to me, her hands on the brick wall of the 
elevator building, and her darling ass pushed out in a 
very mature and sexy pose.

Finally I could take no more and urged her to slip her 
dress back on. She had been totally naked for only 3-4 
minutes, but it seemed like forever. I knew the photos, 
with Jessica naked, no sign of her clothes in the 
scene, and people standing only a short distance away, 
were going to be very special indeed.

On the way back down in the elevator, Jessica surprised 
me yet again by becoming the aggressor. She released my 
cock down the leg of my baggy shorts, then knelt down 
and took the head between her lips as she looked up 
into my eyes. I clicked off pictures until the elevator 
stopped. To say it was difficult getting my rock hard 
cock back into my pants quickly would be an 
understatement, and Jessica laughing hysterically 
didn't help.

Still chuckling, both of us feeling the excitement of 
the last twenty minutes, we left the building, heading 
off to a large park along the shore.  The park was on 
periphery of the festival, and I hoped the crowd would 
be thinner. As we walked hand in hand, a movement 
caught my eye and I noticed we had picked up our 
photographer friend once again. The girl maintained a 
polite distance, but there was no doubt she was 
following, and I could see in her face excitement at 
having finally found us. Giving her a tentative smile, 
I pondered the wisdom of tipping her off to our plans 
as I now scanned around for anyone else who might be 
following as well.

Satisfied there was only the three of us, once we were 
in the park Jessica and I paused now and then, resuming 
our routine of taking photos where her discreetly 
exposed breast was in the picture. I was certain our 
photographer friend was unaware of the sexual nature of 
these photos, and we were having fun, but Jessica was 
getting antsy, and so was I. The incidents on the roof 
and in the elevator had charged us both up. As hoped, 
there were far less people in the park, and when we 
came upon a very secluded area surrounded by trees and 
bushes, Jessica gave me a conspiratorial grin. I now 
had a decision to make.

'Jessica, our other photographer friend is back.'

Jessica looked back along the trail and saw the girl. 
She had paused when we stopped, camera in hand, and was 
now watching us. Jessica didn't say anything, but her 
smile faded slightly.

'If I take more photos of you, she probably will to.'

She had already come to that obvious conclusion. 'Do we 
have to go?'

'Not necessarily.'

'Are you saying it's OK?'

I thought about the girls hard nipples earlier. Clearly 
she was aroused by what she had seen and photographed, 
and in the dark recesses of my mind the idea that this 
young woman was sexually excited by a young girl, by my 
young girl, was clouding my judgment. With self-serving 
rationalization, I reasoned that the girl already had 
recognizable and revealing photos of Jessica. I ignored 
the fact that actual nudity was not involved, up to 
this point, choosing instead to believe, for my own 
purposes, that this girl's interest in photographing 
Jessica was no different than mine; Jessica turned her 
on. I had no definable cause to believe this, but the 
deviant in me wanted to find out if I was right. 

'I think in this case it may be. I love your daring and 
I want to take some more pictures, and I don't mind if 
she takes a few herself.'

Jessica gave me a nonchalant shrug. 'OK.'

It was that simple, once again. For a brief moment I 
forgot about the other girl as I marveled at the 
incredibly sexy and willing nymph in front of me, a 
beautiful picture of innocence as she agreed yet again 
to my wishes without reservation. I smiled at Jessica. 
'Well then, let's see what happens.'

We headed off the trail into the trees and bushes. 
There were other people scattered across the park, but 
they quickly disappeared from view as we moved deeper 
into the untamed area. Looking around, I could see no 
one else, but I heard gravel crunching and I waited, 
assuming it was our friend. When I saw the girl's face 
through a gap in the trees, I turned to Jessica. 'This 
should be alright. Just pretend it's you and I.'

As I knelt down and readied my camera, the girl stepped 
through the bushes to my left, slowly moving in a wide 
arc until she stopped with a clear line of sight to 
where Jessica stood in the dappled sunlight that 
penetrated the thick canopy overhead. While I was in 
relative open, as was the girl now behind me and to my 
left, only a few yards in front of me Jessica was 
afforded some privacy by a small alcove formed out of 
thick shrubs and trees. Jessica glanced at the girl for 
only a moment, an involuntary response to my oblique 
mention of her, and then reached for the first unopened 
button on her dress. I heard a muffled 'Oh my God' as I 
lifted my camera.

For the third time today, and with her typical lack of 
modesty, Jessica opened her dress for me, even though 
her audience had doubled in size. Feeling a sense of 
pride as her tender breast buds, slender hips and 
hairless pussy came into view, I resisted the urge to 
look back to see the affect that Jessica's nakedness 
had on the girl behind me. Instead I started greedily 
clicking pictures, and after a slight pause I could 
hear the girl frantically doing the same. Jessica posed 
as she had when we were on the roof, but was a little 
more reserved, at least at first. 

I watched in wonder as her comfort level grew, and 
before long Jessica was turning as much to the girl as 
to me, willfully playing to both cameras. I had to 
smile. At some point in the future, a lucky guy was 
going to inherit this uninhibited, submissive, 
exhibitionist girl I had helped create, or perhaps 
simply liberate, and I hoped he would have the good 
sense to appreciate his good fortune.

Without so much as looking around, Jessica suddenly 
slipped the dress from her shoulders and cast it aside, 
just as she had done on the roof. Now completely naked 
in a public park, save for the sandals on her feet, 
Jessica posed without shame. I sensed our friend moving 
closer and shifting nearer to me as she tried to 
improve her angle. I really didn't know where this 
would lead when I started it, but it had gone quite 
far. It was very risky to let someone else have nude 
pictures of Jessica, but I also knew it turned me on to 
no end. Demonstrating how much of a deviant I had 
become, that point of view was easily winning the day.

Jessica was showing her body off for this unknown girl 
just as much as for me, and I wondered if memories of 
Amy were on her mind. Jessica had confided in me that 
she and Amy had fooled around in bed both nights Amy 
slept over that fateful weekend, so I knew Jessica 
enjoyed what she had learned in the woods. Watching her 
now as she was obviously playing to this girl, my mind 
jumped ahead to the possibilities. As if she could 
sense my train of thought, Jessica blew my mind when 
she dropped to her knees in the grass, her legs spread, 
and cupped her pussy with one hand while she kneaded 
her breast buds with the other. It was an intensely 
bold and erotic display in this public park, and I 
heard the girl behind me let out a stifled gasp as her 
photography, and my own, took on some urgency.

Jessica settled back on her haunches, her thighs apart, 
withdrawing her hand to show us her pretty little 
pussy. Then she rolled over on her knees, lifting her 
ass to the cameras, and reached back between her legs 
to touch herself once again. I stood to get her face in 
the picture as she looked back over her shoulder, but 
this incredibly sexy pose was abruptly interrupted as 
we heard gravel crunching on the nearby path. Instantly 
in a panic, I called out to Jessica and she jumped up, 
quickly slipping on her dress.

My heart was pounding in my chest, even though I could 
now see it wasn't that close a call. Trying to regain 
my composure, I looked back to see our new friend 
started walking towards me, her camera in hand, eyes 
fixed on Jessica buttoning her dress. My eyes were 
drawn to the girl's breasts. She had large, thick 
nipples, and they were once again hard as bullets. 

An elderly lady appeared on the trail, her head visible 
through a break in the foliage. She caught sight of me 
and at first frowned. But then she spied the camera 
around my neck and smiled politely before she moved on.

'Hi, my name's Annie.'

I turned my attention back to the girl with the camera, 
the hint of a European accent intriguing, and we 
chatted for a minute as Jessica came to join us. 
Jessica's cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled, a 
distraction to both Annie and I as we exchanged 
pleasantries as if nothing unusual had been taking 
place. Then our attention was diverted to the trail, 
where a large group of elderly people had gathered. 
They were holding maps, talking and pointing, and as I 
glanced around I noticed for the first time that 
several of the trees and bushes were marked with small 
plaques. The group was following a self guided 
botanical tour, and seemed to be eagerly discussing the 
individual merits of each plant.

Realizing our privacy was gone, at least for the 
moment, and wanting to learn a little more about our 
new friend, I led Jessica and Annie out of the park and 
across the street to a fast food restaurant. It was 
crowded with the festival in full swing, even though 
there were food booths all over town, and it took about 
twenty minutes before we were served and seated. 
Jessica and Annie both had large slices of pizza, while 
I was satisfied with just a drink.

During the wait I had learned that Annie was from 
Denmark, and had been in the US attending college for 
nearly eight years. She was in the final year of a 
doctorate degree in Psychology, which, not 
surprisingly, made me nervous. I certainly wasn't eager 
to have my relationship with Jessica analyzed. But 
Annie had a disarming manner, and I found it easy to 
relax around her. I could also see she was, like 
myself, infatuated with Jessica, so perhaps she would 
have to analyze herself.

Annie was single, and as we sat at a table in the 
corner, I noticed she was better looking than I 
originally thought. She had a slender build with large 
breasts, facts not readily apparent due to the 
unflattering clothes she wore. She had shoulder length 
brown hair with pretty facial features, but a complete 
lack of make-up helped to preserve this secret as well. 
She sat across the table from Jessica and I, and we 
chatted as if we were old friends without a hint that 
we had just been out photographing an under-age 
exhibitionist.

When she finished her pizza, Annie excused herself and 
headed off to the restroom. As soon as she was out of 
ear shot I turned to Jessica.

'What do you think of her?'

Jessica smiled. 'I like her. She's nice.'

'You really had her turned on.' It was almost a whisper 
in the crowded restaurant, and I had to lean in towards 
Jessica. She actually blushed, the redness rising up in 
her cheeks. When she didn't speak, I went on. 'You 
turned me on, too. You're beautiful.'

Jessica beamed. 'I was having fun. I like showing off 
for you. I didn't mind her being there if you didn't.'

What a marvelous girl. 'You are incredible.' 

Jessica shifted so her legs were tucked up underneath 
her, causing her to sit higher in the seat. The hem of 
her dress settled around her, and it was exciting to 
know she was totally bare underneath it. I casually 
slid a hand over and under the hem of her skirt, 
feeling the warmth of her skin on her lower back. 
Jessica practically purred as I discreetly caressed 
her.

'We only have a little time left before we should head 
home. Would you like to pose some more?'

'Oh yes.'

'How about if Annie came again? Would that be OK?'

'If it's OK with you.' As usual, anything I suggested 
was fine. I rubbed higher on her back, my hand under 
her dress, then suddenly realized my surroundings and 
dropped my hand to her lower back again.

I saw Jessica staring off and followed her eyes. Annie 
was heading towards us, and I immediately noticed the 
change. She had removed her bra, and her breasts, 
capped by rigid nipples, swayed nicely as she walked. I 
looked back at Jessica, wondering if she noticed this 
as well.

As Annie took her seat, her eyes followed my arm, and 
for the brief instant when she was sliding into the 
booth, I knew she saw that my hand was under the back 
of Jessica's dress. I privately cursed my carelessness, 
but Annie quickly dispelled my concerns with a smile.

'Your daughter?'

My first thought was to lie, but the truth came out on 
its own. 'No. A friend.'

'You two are very close, aren't you?'

She was looking me right in the eye, and her dual 
meaning was not lost. I liked her subtle style, and 
felt compelled to answer honestly.

'Yes. Very close.'

She smiled, and once again her understated good looks 
were obvious. 'You're a very lucky man.'

I realized that a remarkable amount of information had 
just been exchanged in very few words. Annie learned 
that Jessica was not my daughter, and I had all but 
confessed that Jessica and I had a sexual relationship. 
Considering I had known Annie less than an hour, that 
was a lot to give away, and I hoped my read on her was 
correct. Annie had responded to my confession with an 
implied approval, and by removing her bra she further 
revealed that the afternoon's events had aroused her, 
so I was pretty confident, but I still chided myself 
for taking such risks.

Annie turned her attention to Jessica, the two of them 
talking freely on random topics. As I watched the 
interaction, I could see that Jessica was warming up to 
Annie quickly, and I could just as easily see that 
Annie had more than a passing interest in Jessica. When 
Jessica asked Annie if she was a photographer, Annie's 
reply that she had learned to use a camera from her 
boyfriend, who was a professional photographer, caught 
my attention.

'So where's your boyfriend?'

'I should have said former boyfriend. We broke up over 
a year ago.'

The two girls continued talking while my hand wondered 
across Jessica's back, her soft skin warm to the touch. 
I loved the feel of her, and ever so slowly, I worked 
my hand downward. Before long my hand was on her butt 
as she sat with her legs folded under herself, but if 
Jessica noticed or cared, she gave no outward sign.

Annie was a different story. I could see she was tuned 
in the fact that my hand was on Jessica, and even 
though my shift downward was subtle, I was pretty 
certain she had noticed. By now I was totally intrigued 
with Annie and her interest in Jessica, and with some 
daring I decided to push the limits. The restaurant was 
crowded, but no one seemed to be paying the least bit 
of attention to us. As Jessica nibbled on the remains 
of her pizza and chatted with Annie, I started running 
my hand across her bare bottom under the dress.

Though she still gave no other obvious sign, I could 
tell Jessica was well aware of my wandering hand when 
she shifted her position slightly, spreading her feet 
farther apart. Taking advantage of the space she 
offered, my hand drifted downward, my index finger 
tracing the crack of her ass. When my finger found 
Jessica's asshole and stopped, her eyes went closed. No 
longer able to ignore me, she stopped talking mid-
sentence with a sharp intake of breath, causing Annie 
to lean forward in an effort to see exactly what my 
hand was doing.

I rubbed around Jessica's anus with my finger, causing 
her to let out a soft moan. Then gradually I applied 
pressure, until the tip of my finger slipped inside of 
her. Since the afternoon in the woods with Amy, Jessica 
had learned how good it felt to have my finger, and her 
own, inside her asshole. But this was different. Just 
the thought that this beautiful twelve-year-old girl 
was letting me finger her asshole in the middle of a 
busy restaurant, while sitting with a young woman we 
had just met, caused my cock to stiffen in my shorts.

Even with the awkward position, I worked my finger up 
Jessica's ass past the first knuckle. Her eyes stayed 
closed and she bit down on her lower lip as she 
continued to hold the remains of her pizza in mid-air, 
as if poised to take a bite. Annie watched Jessica's 
reaction intently, mesmerized by what she was watching 
although she couldn't know exactly what I was doing. 
Ever so gently I began to work my finger in and out, 
and Jessica dropped the pizza with a moan, leaning 
forward slightly to lift her ass off her feet, giving 
me better access.

From experiences to date, I knew that Jessica was going 
to let me do whatever I wanted to do, even here in this 
busy restaurant. As I slowly slid the tip of my finger 
in and out of her ass, she pushed back against me, 
helping me to plumb even deeper. Ever since that 
afternoon in the woods with Amy, Jessica had developed 
a love for anal play, and it showed now. She was 
leaning forward with her head down, eyes closed, and it 
was becoming obvious that something other than eating 
lunch was going on. Like Jessica, Annie didn't seem to 
notice the crowd around us. Instead she was totally 
focused on Jessica, leaning forward across the table to 
hold Jessica's hand in her own. I knew I needed to 
stop, but I couldn't. This was simply too erotic. 

Suddenly Jessica let out another moan, this one louder, 
and I took a frightened look around. The restaurant was 
crowded and noisy, and no one seemed to take notice, 
but I knew it was time to stop. With great reluctance, 
I withdrew my finger, slowly rubbing Jessica's asshole 
before slipping my hand up her dress, across her bare 
back. As I retracted my hand completely, Jessica let 
out a soft sigh and bit down sexily on her lower lip. 
Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Annie, 
who was still holding her hand. As the two girls stared 
at each other, I could see that Annie's nipples were 
standing at rigid attention. I was hoping Jessica 
noticed as well.

We gathered our trash and arose to leave, eager now to 
get back to the park and perhaps find privacy once 
again. Jessica excused herself and skipped happily off 
to the bathroom as Annie and I stepped outside in the 
warm, humid air to wait for her.

'Are you fucking her?'

The directness of the question took me by surprise, but 
I tried not to let it show for fear that it would lead 
to an incorrect conclusion. 'No. And I won't do it, 
either.'

She looked at me skeptically at first, but after a 
moment I could see she believed me. 'You two are very 
close.'

That brought an involuntary sigh. 'Yeah.' This girl had 
no idea how deeply I was hung up on my little twelve 
year old nymph.

'You're a very lucky man.'

I turned to look right at her, noticing once again her 
under-stated good looks. I wanted to tell Annie what a 
curse it was to fall in love with an underage girl. I 
wanted to express the pain of no visible future and the 
constant fear that came with my unlawful behavior. I 
wanted to tell someone how irrelevant the curse and the 
fear were, that I did not have the will to change a 
thing. Before I could respond, however, the object of 
my obsession burst through the door, bringing joy and 
sunshine with her. My concerns vanished in an instant.

'Are we going back to the park?'

I had no doubt that Jessica was genuinely excited about 
the prospect, and it was equally clear that she had 
accepted Annie into our circle. With one last side-long 
look at Annie, I turned. 'Yeah, let's go.'

We hadn't ventured very far into the park when Annie 
veered off the trail and jumped on a swing in the play 
area. Jessica was right behind her, taking the adjacent 
swing. Within seconds they were in a race to see who 
could swing the highest, but it only took a few seconds 
more before Annie,  and I, were totally distracted. 
Every time Jessica's swing came forward, her legs 
stretched out as she reached for altitude, the wind 
pushed the hem of her dress backwards, and for an 
instant, she flashed her pussy. Annie quickly adjusted 
her swing to stay even with Jessica, and I realized 
this gave her an advantage, the exposure lasting longer 
for her as she followed Jessica up to the apex of their 
motion. I was wondering how much of this was innocence 
on Jessica's part, and how much it was contrived, when 
the answer was provided by the approach of a group of 
teen-agers. As they came up the trail towards us, 
Jessica stopped her swing, letting her dress fall 
normally about her as she watched the group pass, 
proving she knew exactly what was happening.

'Jessica, let's do the spider.'

I didn't know what Annie meant, but clearly Jessica 
did. Smiling brightly, she hopped off her swing, then 
joined Annie on hers. Facing Annie, she took hold of 
the chains and lifted herself up, passing her legs 
through on either side between Annie and the chain so 
she could settle in Annie's lap. In this manner, her 
feet extended out behind Annie as they faced each 
other, both giggling as they held firmly to the chains 
and started a pumping motion to get going. I gave them 
a push to help, and quickly realized where the name 
'spider' came from. With four legs and four arms 
extending in all directions, there was definitely some 
resemblance to an arachnid. In this case a very sexy 
arachnid.

I backed off with my camera and tried to get a few 
pictures. I could see that in this position, Jessica's 
naked bottom was pressed against Annie's fully clothed 
groin. The hem of Jessica's dress flowed freely to the 
front and rear, and as they picked up speed, the front 
of her dress once again was pushed back every time she 
traveled forward. The two girls were laughing as they 
kicked, with Annie trading time looking into Jessica's 
face and looking down at her crotch. As I clicked off 
picture after picture, I hoped the camera was able to 
capture the beauty and sexiness of this scene.

Finally the girls tired, and they held their legs 
extended outward as gravity gradually slowed the swing. 
Through the camera lens I was surprised to see Annie 
lean forward and kiss Jessica lightly on the lips, but 
I was not surprised to see that Jessica didn't mind. As 
long as I didn't object, I was certain Jessica was open 
to anything.

Once the swing slowed, Annie dropped her feet and 
brought it to a stop. She and Jessica sat quietly for a 
minute, then Jessica started giggling.

'Now how are we supposed to get up?'

'No problem.'

Annie released the chains and wrapped her arms around 
Jessica, then stood holding Jessica in her arms. In 
this manner, Jessica could then drop her legs easily to 
the ground. But Annie wasn't eager to let Jessica go, 
and apparently Jessica was of the same mind as she 
wrapped her legs around Annie's mid-section. As I took 
a couple of pictures, I could see Annie's right hand 
was under the back of Jessica's skirt, and that she was 
cupping Jessica's tight behind. I watched mesmerized as 
they stood there quietly for a moment, then Annie, with 
obvious reluctance, set Jessica onto the ground. Turned 
on and eager to see more, I stepped up quickly.

'Why don't we go back to where we were earlier?'

There were no objections, both girls seemingly as eager 
as I was. The area was once again deserted, and we 
quickly moved into the private alcove formed by the 
bushes and trees. Even after the tender display at the 
swings, my expectation was that Annie would get her 
camera back out, and we'd take a few more pictures 
before Jessica and I had to go. But instead she stayed 
with Jessica, looking back at me with imploring eyes to 
see if I would object. I answered her by raising my own 
camera and clicking off a few shots of the two of them 
together. 

Annie and Jessica had formed a quick friendship, and it 
showed as I photographed the two of them in the dappled 
sunshine. In some shots they were holding hands, 
sometimes one, and at other times two as they looked 
into each other's eyes. The contrast between a 
beautiful pre-teen girl and a pretty young lady in her 
late twenties was captivating and erotic, and I felt no 
hurry as they toyed with the bushes and laughed at 
whispered jokes. On several occasions, Annie kissed 
Jessica, each time a gentle peck between two girls who 
were best of friends. It was both a delightfully 
innocent and deeply erotic scene.

I knew by now of course that Annie was sexually 
attracted to Jessica, and thus it was only a matter of 
time until she decided to test the waters. Annie took a 
seat at the base of a large tree, leaning back against 
the trunk, her knees bent as her legs extended out 
across the grass.

'Let's do the spider again Jessica.'

Jessica didn't hesitate, straddling Annie and settling 
into her lap, her feet against the tree trunk and her 
knees high on either side. This time, with no chains to 
hold, Annie's hands came up to Jessica's shoulders, and 
with a gentle touch she encouraged Jessica to lay back 
against her thighs, Jessica's head against her knees. 
Annie continued to lean back into the tree, and in this 
manner the two girls lounged in the grass, as Annie 
traced lines up and down Jessica's slender arms. It 
looked very innocent indeed, perhaps two sisters nearly 
a generation apart, or a young mother and her daughter, 
but I knew that in this position, with Jessica's feet 
propped against the tree, Annie had an unimpeded view 
straight down her dress. They sat peacefully as I took 
photo after photo until Annie looked over at me.

'Would you take a few pictures with my camera also?'

I turned to Annie's bag and retrieved her camera. When 
I turned back, Annie was gently tracing lines along 
Jessica's beautiful face with the index finger of her 
right hand. She followed Jessica's cheek bones, then 
slid back along her jaw bone to tickle her ear. At 
that, Jessica giggled, but she made no move to stop 
Annie, instead closing her eyes as she lay back on 
Annie's legs, her own legs slipping wider apart.

Annie traced down Jessica's nose, then gently followed 
the outline of her lips. Entranced by this scene, and 
understanding fully how Annie was fascinated with the 
lovely features of this angelic girl, I forgot to take 
pictures, slowly dropping the camera lower as I watched 
in wonder. Neither girl knew I was there; both were 
lost in their own little world of joy.

To Annie's credit, her focus remained on Jessica's 
beautiful young face, even though she need only drop 
her eyes to see the tender young pussy she so clearly 
longed for. Perhaps it was her self discipline that 
impressed me to the point that all concerns about 
trusting Annie with my most precious secret had now 
evaporated. And perhaps that was partly how she won 
Jessica over so easily.

When Annie brought her finger to Jessica's lips and 
pressed inward, Jessica parted her lips slightly, 
without hesitation, letting the finger slip in. In the 
same slow manner, Annie began to work her finger in and 
out of Jessica's mouth, as Jessica's warm lips formed a 
tight circle around it. Regaining my composure, I 
resumed taking pictures, wanting to freeze this erotic 
scene forever. Annie continued to stroke her finger in 
and out of Jessica's eager mouth, and when she glanced 
over at me with raised eyebrows, I knew she had figured 
out at least one thing that Jessica and I did together.

I'd never been prone to jealousy, a fact that delighted 
some of the girls I'd known over the years just as 
surely as it infuriated others. But as I watched the 
connection grow between Annie and Jessica, I felt an 
unfamiliar twinge of concern. Even though I found the 
scene in front of me to be intensely arousing, I 
suddenly had misgivings. It was no longer a matter of 
trust, I was worried about displacement, about Jessica 
finding something in Annie she couldn't find in me. At 
the same time, watching an adult woman get as turned on 
by this twelve year old goddess as I was intensely 
exciting, and in the end I knew which emotion would win 
out, as evidenced by the stiff cock in my shorts. 

Annie had extracted her finger from Jessica's mouth and 
was softly playing in her hair, her left hand slowly 
stroking Jessica's thigh. The two girls were lost in 
each other as I took pictures, and didn't hear the 
footsteps in the gravel on the nearby trail. I started 
to voice a warning, then realized they were doing 
nothing inappropriate. They were simply two girls 
sitting under a tree, affectionately close together as 
girls were prone to do. As the steps grew closer, I 
lowered the camera and looked towards the trail. 
Through the branches I saw someone pass, but as far as 
I could tell they never looked our way.

When I looked back, my heart almost came to a stop. 
Annie's hands were at the top button on Jessica's 
dress, and I quickly brought the camera up and started 
snapping off pictures. Jessica seemed totally at ease 
as one by one, Annie opened the top four buttons of 
Jessica's dress. Annie used one finger to trace a trail 
down the center of Jessica's chest, following the 
opening she had created. Then ever so slowly, she used 
both hands to open the top half of Jessica's dress, 
exposing her delicate little breast buds.

I was steadily switching cameras back and forth, 
clicking off picture after picture, all thoughts of 
jealousy forgotten as my cock twitched within its 
confines. Annie was in no hurry, which made the scene 
even more erotic, and once she had Jessica exposed she 
simply sat back and admired her. If Jessica minded 
having this young woman, who we barely knew, partially 
undressing her, it didn't show at all. She was totally 
at ease as she lay against Annie's legs with her tiny 
breasts exposed.

Finally Annie's hands came up and started a gentle 
massage of Jessica's shoulders. Jessica closed her eyes 
in relaxation, but as Annie's hands began to move down 
the front of her shoulders, I saw Jessica bite down on 
her lower lip, her own unique and beautiful expression 
of anticipation. Ever so slowly, Annie worked her way 
down Jessica's chest, then skipped over her little 
breasts to caress the skin beneath them. She continued 
to be in no particular hurry, savoring the moment, 
which was driving me wild, if not Jessica. But Annie 
was oblivious of me, totally set on her course and 
engrossed with the lovely young girl she was caressing. 
Then finally, as if it was the most natural thing in 
the world, Annie's hands slipped up so her fingers 
covered Jessica's breast buds. Annie let out a small 
sigh of joy as I dropped the camera to watch.

Annie rubbed Jessica's small breasts very gently at 
first, and I knew all too well what a marvelous feeling 
it was to do so. Though small and immature, they were 
somehow the most exciting breasts I had ever felt. 
Deftly using her fingers, Annie started to manipulate 
Jessica's buds, and when she applied a little pressure, 
Jessica let out a telling moan. It only took a few more 
minutes for Annie to learn what I already knew; Jessica 
liked to have her tiny breasts pulled. Annie began to 
tug gently at Jessica's breasts, pulling them away from 
her body, and Jessica responded as I knew she would. 
Her head fell back and her mouth fell open, as she 
lolled her head from side to side in pleasure. As 
Annie's teasing became more insistent, Jessica's body 
would lift up, as if to follow the breast that was 
being pulled away from her. But she never made a move 
to cause Annie to quit; she liked what was happening. 

This went on for some time, until it was clear that 
Jessica would never do anything to cause it to end. She 
was a slave to the pleasure this rough treatment gave 
her, and I was impressed how quickly Annie had 
discovered this, and with how she exploited her 
discovery. By the time she eased up, Jessica was putty 
in her hands, and I was throbbing relentlessly in my 
pants.

When Annie sat up, I knew what was coming simply 
because I knew what I wanted to do. Lowering her head, 
she aimed for Jessica's chest, but the angle was 
awkward with Jessica sitting in her lap and laying 
against her legs. Pausing to regroup, she took Jessica 
under each arm, applying upward pressure until Jessica 
realized she wanted her to lift up. Jessica eased up 
about a foot, using her legs now to hold her position. 
Her head was above Annie's knees and unsupported, but 
her body still lay against Annie's thighs.

A little more urgency in her movements, Annie now moved 
quickly to cover Jessica's right breast bud with her 
lips. It was intensely arousing to see this young woman 
suckle on pre-teen breasts, and I clicked off a long 
string of photos, wanting to capture this scene 
forever. Annie moved from left to right, sucking on 
each of Jessica's breast buds and leaving a wet trail 
in between. When Annie used her teeth to tug at 
Jessica's breast, just as she had done with her 
fingers, Jessica let out a low moan as her hands rose 
in reflex to hold and guide Annie's head. Over and over 
Annie pulled at Jessica's breasts with her teeth as 
Jessica guided her from one side to the other.

My cock was painfully stiff as I watched this 
incredible display, my jealousy cast aside and my love 
for Jessica and her free spirit growing by the second. 
She really was game for anything, and I knew I lacked 
the will to ever turn away from her, no matter the 
risk. I was hopelessly in love. As I watched Annie drop 
her hands to Jessica's thighs, then slide them under 
the dress to hold Jessica's hips, I yearned to see 
Annie's lips on Jessica's pretty hairless pussy, and I 
knew without a doubt Jessica was going to let it 
happen, here, in the open, irregardless of the danger 
of being caught. Unless I told her to stop, Jessica 
would let this young woman strip her naked and make 
love to her in the grass in the middle of the park. And 
no doubt Jessica would reciprocate, knowing that it 
would turn me on to watch her lick this young woman's 
pussy. It was a marvel to me that I had discovered this 
beautiful, sexually curious, exhibitionist and 
submissive treasure of a  child that would do whatever 
I suggested.

Just when I thought Annie was ready, just when I knew 
she was going to escalate things to the next level, my 
cell phone rang. Very few people had my cell phone 
number, but I had given it to one person in particular, 
and when I looked, it was in fact Jessica's home number 
that was displayed. The girls paused at the intrusion 
as I made the connection.

'Hey David, how'd things go today?' I forced a cheerful 
voice even as my heart sank.

'Good.'

'We're on our way home right now, it won't be too long. 
Bye.'

It was a shock to see how much time had gone by, and I 
was suddenly regretful for the slow, easy pace Annie 
had set, the very same pace I had found so sexy at the 
time. The plan had been to get back home before 
Jessica's brother returned, and now we were late and 
needed to get moving. I could see in Jessica's face 
that she understood without being told, and as I stared 
at her small breasts glistening with saliva, I wasn't 
sure what to do about Annie.

'We were supposed to be home by now. I have to get 
Jessica back.'

Annie understood my meaning immediately, making me 
wonder if she had pondered the complex logistics of 
underage sex well before this day had occurred. To her 
credit, she slid her hands back up Jessica's thighs 
without wandering any further than her hips, showing 
remarkable restraint. I was pretty certain that if I 
was in her place, and had gotten that close, I would 
not have withdrawn without feeling Jessica's smooth 
little pussy at least once. But Annie calmly buttoned 
up Jessica's dress, then pulled Jessica's head forward 
and kissed her on the lips. It was a gentle kiss, but I 
watched as Jessica escalated it into one of passion. At 
first Annie seemed surprised that Jessica, while far 
from expert, understood the art of kissing, but then 
understanding spread across her features, knowing that 
I was the teacher.

Even though we were equally reluctant, we all moved 
quickly as we gathered our things to leave. I took one 
last picture of Jessica and Annie together, admiring 
the way Jessica's little aureoles showed through the 
white dress, and imaging that I could see the faint 
outline of Jessica's pussy through the sheer, but 
opaque material. Then we headed off towards the parking 
lot at a fast pace, the two girls once again walking 
hand-in-hand.

We were silent as we neared the car, but I could sense 
Annie's anxiety growing, and I knew she was wondering 
if she would ever see us again. For myself, I had mixed 
feelings. She was a pretty girl that now shared my 
obsession, but I wasn't so sure I was willing to share. 
Further, letting her know where I lived and allowing 
her to spend time with Jessica and I would seemingly 
increase the risk. I needed more time to think it 
through, and luckily Annie made it easy. We reached the 
car, and before I could say anything, Annie pulled a 
card from her purse and began to write on it, using the 
hood as a table. When she handed me the card, I saw it 
was for an art supply store. When I turned it over, I 
found she had written her name, phone number, and E-
mail address.

'Will you get in touch with me?'

This certainly simplified things, and gave me time to 
think. 'You bet.'

She turned to Jessica and took both her hands. 'You're 
so beautiful. I hope to see you again soon.'

Jessica smiled sweetly at the compliment, her cheeks 
taking on a red glow. 'Me, too.'

We said our good-byes, and Jessica and I got in the car 
and I pulled away. As I looked at Annie in my rearview 
mirror, my eyes were focused on her unfettered breasts 
pressing against her shirt, and I knew I'd love to 
touch them. And I also knew I would love to see Jessica 
touch them.

It took a few minutes to maneuver through the crowded 
streets, the festival in full swing, but soon we were 
back out on the two-lane highway headed towards our own 
town. Jessica was leaning across the console, her head 
against my shoulder.

'You better change back into your other clothes.'

She smiled at me impishly, then started at the bottom 
and opened each button on her dress. She spread the 
material as she went, so that I got a good look at her 
thighs, then her pussy, then her abdomen, and then her 
breasts. She was teasing me, and enjoying every second 
of it. Without a thought for the other traffic on the 
road, or the houses we were passing, Jessica slipped 
the dress from her shoulders, lifted up, and pulled it 
from under her behind. Balling it up, she dropped it to 
the floor as she smiled sweetly at me, as if being 
totally naked in the passenger seat of my car was an 
everyday thing. I watched with one eye on the road as 
she removed the clothes she had worn this morning from 
her back-pack, then stuffed the dress inside.

She set her clothes neatly on the floor, but instead of 
getting dressed, she leaned across the console and went 
straight for my belt buckle. There were no cars 
directly in front of us, and my rear view showed one 
well behind, but there was a fairly steady flow of 
traffic in the opposite direction. I was pretty certain 
the taller vehicles could see into the car, and was 
pretty anxious about it even if we were passing each 
other at 60 miles per hour, but I was powerless to stop 
Jessica as she unsnapped my shorts and lowered my 
zipper.

As I had learned, or perhaps as I had created, Jessica 
was a twelve year old cock hound, and she wasted no 
time in fishing out my rapidly stiffening member. I 
knew she loved to suck on my cock, and as I felt her 
warm, wet mouth slip over my cock head, I wasn't 
surprised to feel the car speed up as my leg 
involuntarily stretched forward. My hand came down on 
Jessica's bare back, feeling the heat coming off her 
pretty little body, as I worked to concentrate on 
driving as Jessica sucked vigorously on my dick. I 
wanted desperately to find a place to pull over, but 
there was no time, and I knew instinctively it was 
probably less safe than driving.

With her right hand wrapped around the base, Jessica 
sucked my cock with abandon, bobbing her head up and 
down as she crammed as much as she could inside her 
mouth. By now I had received quite a few blowjobs from 
Jessica, and even though her skill level, and her 
finesse, left room for improvement, I had never 
experienced a more pleasurable cock-sucking. Just the 
simple mental imagery of a beautiful, naked, twelve 
year old girl sucking my dick was enough to make me 
explode, and I knew I would come quickly if I did 
nothing to control it.

A passing truck honked, and it startled me back into 
the present, though I noted that Jessica didn't react 
at all. I was a suddenly frightened, but I realized 
with Jessica bent over, face down, the truck driver 
could only see a naked girl giving head. He couldn't 
tell her age. I relaxed slightly, but began to watch 
the oncoming traffic. Two more large trucks passed 
without incident, but then the third one honked. I was 
surprised to find that it was turning me on.

'The truck drivers can see what you are doing.'

Jessica paused and looked up at me, then out the 
windshield for a moment, then back at me. 'Want me to 
stop?'

'No.'

This was all she needed to hear, as she once again took 
my dick into her mouth. I may be a little concerned, 
but Jessica could care less if anyone saw her sucking 
me off. Her hand began to stroke up and down, and I 
moaned my approval. Without realizing it, my speed had 
fallen off so that we were cruising along below the 
limit, and I realized the car behind me was catching 
up. This was not good, but I was close, and I knew it 
wouldn't take much longer. Just the knowledge that 
Jessica was at ease being totally naked in my car, in 
broad daylight, sucking my cock as cars and trucks 
whizzed by, pushed me to my limits. 

I moaned a warning as my cock began to swell, and 
Jessica braced herself. But she didn't pull away, and I 
knew she wouldn't. I slipped my hand around her body to 
pull on her right breast bud as my cock exploded into 
her mouth. The car was momentarily on auto-pilot as I 
pumped semen into Jessica's eager mouth, every pulse 
causing my body to shudder. Jessica hadn't mastered the 
art of swallowing large loads, and I felt some cum 
dribble back down my cock, leaving cool trails and the 
promise that Jessica's tongue would soon be following. 
My ass had come off the seat, and as my orgasm slowly 
subsided, I eased my butt back down to the leather as 
Jessica continued to stroke me into her open mouth. 

Pulling away, Jessica lifted up quickly and leaned way 
over to kiss me, giggling as she passed some of my own 
come into my mouth with her tongue. She had learned 
that I did not mind the taste of my come, and she 
seemed fascinated by this. As I struggled to see past 
her and keep the car on the road, I glanced up in the 
mirror and thankfully saw that the car behind me had 
fallen back once again. Or had I sped up? It was 
impossible to know.

Jessica's amusement warmed my heart, and I kissed her 
back enthusiastically, letting her know I'd play 
whatever game she came up with. She smiled, then 
dropped back to my lap, and I was treated to the thrill 
of having her lick the mess off my now softening cock. 
When she was done, she gave me a little fake pout.

'It's makes me so sad when it gets soft.'

I smiled at her and winked. 'I'm sure you can get it 
hard again.'

Accepting the challenge, she ducked her head to my lap 
again, making me stop her. 

'Not now beautiful. We're almost home.'

She gave me another little pout, then dutifully tucked 
me back into my shorts, zipped me up, and buckled my 
belt. Then, with obvious reluctance, she started to 
dress.

When we pulled into the neighborhood, everything was 
back to normal, and her back-pack was under the seat so 
David wouldn't see it and ask questions. We both hated 
to see the day end, but we knew it wouldn't be the 
last. As we turned onto our street, Jessica looked 
right at me.

'Will we see Annie again?'

'Do you want to?'

'Yeah, if it's OK with you. Did you like her?'

'Yeah.' I paused, then said what was on my mind. 'You 
know she wants to strip you naked and devour you just 
like I do?'

'Yep.'

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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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