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Sofie's Choice (Revised)
by Hoozurdaddy (1daddydiscipline1@gmail.com)
***
A 45 year-old-man meets a beautiful 14-year-old girl.
They become friends when he offers to fix her bicycle,
which leads to a kiss, which opens the door for him to
teach her about sex and obedience. (M/f, ped, 1st, mast,
oral, anal, d/s, spank)
***
My name is Joseph Avery. I'm 45, divorced, and due to
some good investment strategies I'm semi-retired,
dividing my time between traveling the world and
occasionally buying older homes that I remodel for fun
and then sell for a profit.
Ever since my wife Becca divorced me and married her
boss I've been alone. Sexually I've had several
unsatisfying years. I suppose I'm partially responsible
for driving her into the arms of her boss since our sex
life must not have been very satisfying for her. She
once told me that I "lacked inspiration in bed". I told
her she just didn't inspire me. When we first met I was
attracted to Becca partially because of her diminutive
size, just over 5 feet tall.
The truth is that I've always had a strong fascination
with young girls, but I've never acted on my fixation
and certainly never did anything but look at them when
Becca and I were still married. Lately I have been
thinking a lot about what it would be like to actually
meet the object of my desire. I was anxiously looking
for my first young lover.
Well, it finally happened. This is my story.
One summer day I was sitting in the park on a bench,
observing the kids in the playground area, hoping for
something to occur that would create a situation leading
me to that perfect little girl who doesn't care about my
age, who has a natural curiosity about sex and who is
ready-and eager-to be taught.
I'm not interested in the pre-teen kiddie set. They're
just too young mentally and too immature physically for
my taste. They're unpredictable. They're too emotional
and can't be counted on to keep a secret. I'm much more
interested in their older sisters, cousins and neighbors
between 14 and 15, 16 at the oldest. They're more
intelligent and more adventurous, more inclined to take
a chance to satisfy their curiosity.
They have some sense of what sex is beyond the basics of
what they're taught in sex education classes. They have
their own "after-school" program of sex education,
sharing amongst themselves the truths and fictions
passed from peer to peer, as well as from their private
explorations. They've seen porn on the internet. They've
seen the magazines.
Some have watched the videos. And some have already
begun experimenting with their bodies. They're the older
siblings or neighborhood baby-sitters who bring the
kiddie set to the park to play while they themselves sit
and watch. I keep hoping to strike up a conversation
with one that leads to an encounter of a more private
and intimate nature. It's a long shot, I know, but I can
dream, can't I?
So on that day I'm in the park and it's busy. There's a
whole bunch of kids running around or playing on the
equipment, with the typical assortment of fathers,
mothers, nannies and various chaperones hovering nearby.
My attention was drawn to a stunning young teen girl who
was actively engaged in a game of tag with a little girl
around 8 or 9. I was fascinated by her.
I tried not to be too obvious, pretending to be reading
the newspaper but all the while I was enjoying the sight
of her incredible young body in tight gym shorts and a
too-small t-shirt providing glimpses of her toned
stomach, hinting at the joys her barely pubescent figure
had to offer. Her long, blonde wavy hair pulled back
into a bushy ponytail.
The firm bounce of her small but obviously developing
breasts and the slight curve of her narrow, boyish hips,
perfect round ass and long, shapely summer-tanned legs
thrilled me. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She wasn't
very tall, barely 5ft. I'd judge, but her body
proportions were spectacular. Her laughter was filled
with the innocence of youth.
The two girls enjoyed their game, running and shrieking
with abandon. I heard the young one call out, "Sofie
can't catch me, Sofie can't catch me!" which of course
sent Sofie running after her. They actually ran towards
me, and the young one used my bench as a shield against
being caught. They were laughing and Sofie almost
tripped over my feet.
"Oops! Careful there, Sofie," I said with a smile.
Surprised at my comment, she stopped dead in her tracks.
"Sorry, mister. Hey, how do you know my name?" she asked
suspiciously, looking me over with the most amazing
emerald-green eyes.
"No mystery there," I said. "Sofie can't catch me!" I
mimicked. "Your little sister has a loud voice."
"Oh, Olivia isn't my sister, I just take care of her
sometimes when her mom needs me to," We live next to
each other."
"I see." I turned to Olivia, "Olivia, you look like
you're having fun today with Sofie. What other games do
you play together?"
Olivia looked at Sofie and didn't answer me. Sofie said,
"She's not supposed to talk to strangers. Her mom would
get really mad at her."
"Well, I completely understand," I said reassuringly.
"You are a good girl, Olivia, to mind your mom that way.
My name is Mr. Avery and I live here in town just like
you, so maybe we won't be strangers anymore."
Olivia ran off towards the swing set. Sofie said,
"Sorry, Mr. Avery, I have to stay with her. Maybe I'll
see you again sometime."
"I'm here almost every day, so I wouldn't be surprised.
'Bye Sofie."
"'Bye!" I was treated to the lovely sight of her
bouncing little rump as she scampered away after Olivia.
Such a stunningly beautiful young girl!
I left shortly thereafter but I returned to the park the
next day hoping to catch another glimpse of her. I was
about to call it a day when she rolled up on an old
rusty boy's bicycle. The seat was a little too tall for
her small frame. Her feet barely reached the pedals but
she rode it with the determination of someone twice her
size.
"Hi, Mr. Avery," her smile said she was in a good mood.
I pretended to be absorbed in reading my paper. She was
wearing the same shorts as the day before with a
different top, a loose-fitting camisole with thin straps
that exposed her smooth shoulders and exposed the swell
of her young breasts, although I don't think she
realized it. It was obviously too large for her, maybe a
hand-me-down from her mother.
"Oh, hello...Sofie, isn't it?" she nodded yes. "Nice to
see you again. Where's your little friend today?"
"Olivia's not really my friend. I'm 14 and she's only
8," she said, making sure I understood the distinction.
Being 14-and officially a teenager-was a big deal. "I
just take care of her sometimes. She's with her mom and
dad today. They went out to the lake for a picnic."
There was just a hint of wistfulness in her voice. She
laid the bike down on the ground and sat down next to
me.
"Oh, I see. Well, maybe your mom and dad can take you on
a picnic too," I offered.
"No," she said sadly, "my parents died 2 years ago in a
car crash and my foster mom's either working or hanging
out with her new boyfriend. Her name is Anne. She only
took me in for the money she gets from the state." Her
voice was beginning to quiver with emotion. It was
pretty obvious just how lonely and neglected she felt.
"Sofie, I'm so very sorry about your mom and dad. That
must be difficult for you, especially if your foster mom
isn't spending time with you."
She looked up at me with huge sad eyes threatening to
release a torrent of tears down her cheeks. "Yeah, it
gets lonely, but the worst part is that I'm already
starting to forget what my mom and dad looked like, and
I don't have any pictures of them. They all got lost
when Child Services moved me here. That old bike was my
dad's when he was my age and it was his dad's before
him, and it's the only thing I have to remember him by.
It's falling apart and soon I won't even have that."
The dam burst and she started crying softly into her
hands. I patted her shoulder and tried to console her.
Finally she calmed down and looked up at me. "I'm sorry,
Mr. Avery. Sometimes I just can't help it. I really miss
my parents, especially my dad." I saw my opening and I
took it.
"Of course you do. Don't think twice about it, Sofie. I
understand completely. Just try to remember that
eventually it stops hurting so much. In the meantime I'm
sure things will get better for you." An idea was
forming in my head, "Hmm, and now I'm wondering if maybe
there isn't something that I could do to make you feel
better," I said. That definitely got her attention.
She stopped sniffling and asked, "What do you mean?"
I stood up and walked over to her bike and looked it
over. "Well, I'm pretty good with my hands. I like
fixing things, and if you think it's a good idea I'd be
willing to take a look at your bike and see if I can fix
it up for you. I know how important it is to you and
it's a cool old bike. What do you say?"
The look of excitement and joy on her face was exactly
what I was hoping to see. "Oh, Mr. Avery! That would be
awesome! Thank you so much!" She jumped up and gave me a
hug, and I could feel those sweet little tits pressing
against my midsection. But Sofie quickly pulled away
from me and I could see that she was conflicted about
something.
"Hey, what's the matter? Is something wrong?" I asked.
"It's just that, well... I don't want to hurt your
feelings."
"Hurt my feelings? How could you do that? I don't
understand."
"Well, Anne wouldn't like me talking to you and she'd
completely freak out if she saw me hug you. See, she met
a guy last year she liked who turned out to be a jerk.
He tried to get me to do things with him."
Hmmm, interesting. "What sort of things, Sofie?"
"Uh, you know, um, sex things."
"I see. And she doesn't think you're smart enough to
stay out of trouble, am I right?"
"Exactly! She thinks I'm still too young and stupid to
know when someone is trying to take advantage of me. She
treats me like a baby!" I could tell that this was a
sore point for Sofie, one I could play off of later on.
"Well, she's your guardian, and it's her job to protect
you. Don't be too hard on her."
"I suppose. The truth is she doesn't want to lose her
meal ticket. She even said that to my face once. It's
just that my dad really understood me. He knew I was
smart. He wouldn't be so strict with me."
"So, if you show up at home with the bike looking like
new she'd want to know who did it and then you'd have to
tell her about me and how we met here, and all that
stuff, right?"
"Yes, and she'd probably take the bike away from me and
ground me for the whole summer. It's not fair!"
This was looking promising. I commiserated, taking her
side. "I agree, it's not fair at all, and you are smart.
Anyone can see that." She was soaking up the praise like
a dry sponge absorbs water. "But maybe there's a way
around it, as long as you're willing."
"Really? What do I have to do?"
"You don't have to do anything, actually, except keep a
secret. I can fix up the bike so it won't fall apart,
but I don't have to do anything to the way it looks.
That way your foster mom, um, Anne, won't know we worked
on it together, you'll get to keep riding it, and I will
have the satisfaction of helping you as well as the
pleasure of your company for a little while. What do you
think?"
Sofie was hooked. "She never pays any attention to the
bike anyway, so that could work! And I can definitely
keep a secret. Can you really fix it?" she looked up at
me hopefully.
I had to be careful not to stare. My god, that face!
Those eyes! No wonder Anne's boyfriend tried to get into
her pants. Sofie's suggestively full, pouty lips and
slight overbite made me fantasize how her mouth would be
the perfect receptacle for my throbbing cock. I felt the
beast stirring in my pants but managed to calm it down.
"I don't see why not. It's not a complicated machine.
And besides, I like a good challenge. The question
remains, when do we do this? You'll have to bring it to
my house. I'll need tools and they're all in my garage."
"Where do you live?"
"Not too far, actually, about a mile from here over by
the mall. Do you know where that is?"
"Sure. I've gone there on the bus by myself plenty of
times without Anne knowing, to hang out with other
kids." She had a sneaky streak. This was a good sign.
"Well, we have to plan carefully so Anne doesn't get
suspicious, or she could ruin it for you." Now it was
definitely us against the dreaded Foster Mom. "When does
she work?"
"She works every day but Monday. She leaves home around
8 and doesn't get back until 5:30 or 6:00. Sometimes she
stays overnight with her new boyfriend. Olivia's mom is
supposed to keep an eye on me as a favor, but she really
doesn't care either what I do as long as I don't get
into trouble. She likes having me around to baby-sit and
so it's like she gives me some slack. As long as I check
in with her in the morning after Anne leaves I can take
off, unless I have to watch Olivia that day."
"OK, how about tomorrow, then? Do you think you'd mind
spending some time with an old man while he fixes your
bike?" I winked at her and she giggled.
She responded with a twinkle in her eye, "Well, it won't
be easy, but I guess I can suffer through it!"
In mock anger I started to tickle her, "Why you
little...!" She roared with gleeful outrage but didn't
try to get away. Because of how loose her top was, in
the tussle I was able to catch a quick glimpse of some
delicious young cleavage, her twin cones of pure
succulent sweetness wrapped in a flimsy cotton bra. Our
happy skirmish quickly turned into a nice hug. She held
on to me for quite a while. Mine must have been the
first positive male attention she'd received in a very
long time. I had high hopes for the next day.
I gave her my address and made sure she knew how to find
her way there before I left the park. I lived at the end
of a quiet, dead-end street with nothing but forest all
around the house. As I drove home I tried to come up
with a plan. I realized that the way to succeed with
Sofie was to go slow, talk to her as one adult to
another and give her lots of attention and compliments.
Get her to relax and trust me. The next day was going to
be very interesting.
We had agreed that she would get to my house around 10
am, so by 9:30 I was out in the garage straightening up
and assembling the tools I thought I'd need. I'd
converted my garage into a combination work space and
simple "man-cave" with a sofa, fridge, TV, exercise
equipment and various other sports toys. There was even
a small utility room with a bathroom. Sofie arrived
precisely at 10.
She was wearing shorts again, only this time they
weren't hugging her butt so tightly, and her t-shirt
looked a little worn out, which caused me to wonder if
Anne's greed wasn't worse than Sofie had implied. She
was a little winded from the long ride and her skin was
shiny with a thin layer of dampness caused by the
exertion of pedaling all the way here.
"Hi, Mr. Avery, I made it!" she said, breathlessly
walking her bicycle up the driveway, "Wow, that was some
ride. It took me about an hour. I've never gone that far
on a bike before."
"Hi Sofie, you're right on time. I like it when my date
is prompt," I teased with a wink. That got her
attention. She looked at me, blushed then quickly turned
away, trying to hide her embarrassment and causing me to
wonder if maybe I wasn't too far off from what was going
through her own mind. I played it as if I hadn't noticed
anything and wheeled the bicycle into the shop area of
my garage.
"Did you have any trouble finding my house?"
"No, your directions were really good," she said. "Your
house is big, isn't it?"
"Yes, I suppose it is, Sofie. I lived here with my wife
before we got divorced and we both wanted a lot of room.
I was hoping we'd have children one day and I bought
this house with that in mind, but it never happened, and
now I don't really want to move someplace else." I added
softly, "It gets a little lonely sometimes but I guess
I'm used to it." She stood there quietly, thinking about
what I'd said.
"Anyway," I continued, to lighten the mood, "you look
like you could use something cold to drink. There's a
fridge over in the corner with some cold stuff inside.
I've got sodas and juice and beer. What's your pleasure,
Your Highness?" I bowed and brought a smile to those
luscious lips. "Or maybe you'd prefer something
stronger, whiskey perhaps, or a dry martini for Madam?"
Sofie giggled, playing along with the joke, "I'll have
you know I'm not a Madam, I'm a Mademoiselle. And I'll
have a Margarita, if you please, shaken, not stirred."
"Very impressive," I said, "I love a woman who knows
exactly what she wants!" I could tell she liked that I
called her a woman. I retrieved a can of soda out of the
fridge and presented it to her with another flourish.
"Your Margarita, Mademoiselle, shaken, not stirred." I
shook the can and pretended like I was going to open it
in her face. She squealed in mock panic and backed away
from me. I chased her around the garage, both of us
laughing, until she collapsed in a heap on the sofa. I
exchanged the soda for one that wouldn't fizz, emptied
the contents in a cold glass from the freezer
compartment and handed it to her. "Here you are Sofie, I
hope you enjoy it."
"Thanks a lot. Wow, it's so cold," she said, and took a
sip. "Mmmm, yummy! Best Margarita ever." Her smile said
it all, she was a happy camper.
"You're welcome, sweetheart," she beamed when I called
her that. "Now you just relax while I have a look at
your bike. We'll see if we can't coax some life back
into it."
Over the next couple of hours Sofie and I talked and
laughed about anything and everything while I tinkered
away on the bike. I found out that she was a 7th grader,
having lagged behind a year because of her parents'
death and the subsequent need to move to another town.
She liked boys but Anne wouldn't let her have a
boyfriend. She liked to play sports (which explained her
lovely toned body) and loved music.
Sofie and Anne had a tense relationship at best, and it
didn't seem to be getting any better. Dealing with her
own dysfunctional life took almost all of Anne's focus
and energy, leaving Sofie to feel frustrated and
neglected. There was little left over for Sofie, which
would explain the condition of her clothing.
She sat on a stool close by, handing me tools when I
asked for them, which gave me a chance to show her I
valued her help, although half the time she picked up
the wrong tool, causing even more laughter. Thanks to
her lack of inhibition I also had a chance to sneak a
few quick peeks of her cloth-covered crotch since the
legs of her shorts were so loose. The elastic leg bands
of her panties were shot so I even got one quick partial
glimpse of her pussy, from which sprouted just a hint of
the finest little-girl peach fuzz. I was loving it, and
that's no lie.
Finally, in spite of those wonderful distractions, I'd
done everything I could to stabilize the bike and make
it road-worthy for a few more years. I even lowered the
seat so she could reach the pedals safely. It looked
pretty much the same minus some built-up dirt and grime
that I also removed, and it was a lot safer to ride now.
"Well, I guess I'm finished here. Why don't you take it
out for a spin around the neighborhood and make sure it
feels right, while I clean up? What do you say?"
"Sounds great."
"Take your time on the bike, then, make sure you're
satisfied."
"OK, see you later, alligator!" Again with the dazzling
smile.
"In awhile, Honeychile!" I countered
She laughed, "I haven't heard that one before."
"That's because I made it up just for you! Now get going
so I can straighten things up around here."
"You're kinda bossy, but I think I like it!" And with
that she rode off down the street. Things were
progressing nicely. She was being playfully flirtatious
and was obviously feeling safe in my presence. I was
starting to get a sense of what I needed to do next to
bring down the rest of her defenses so she'd accept some
more physical attention from me. Little did I know she
would beat me to the punch.
I put my tools away, did a quick once-over in the shop
area and washed up in the utility room. Sofie returned
just as I finished my chores. "Well, my young friend,
what do you think? Is there anything I overlooked?
Something you want to change?"
Her answer was to walk over to me and give me the best
little-girl hug I could ever hope to receive. She
plastered herself against me, much to my pleasant
surprise. I responded by holding on to her tightly,
hugging back, enjoying the feel of the contours of her
body and making sure she knew I didn't object to her
innocent affection.
She pulled slightly away from me and crooked her index
finger to signal that she wanted me to bend down to her.
When I did so she kissed me on the cheek and whispered
in my ear, "Thank you so much, Mr. Avery, I love it."
Not being one to let an opportunity slip away I made a
bold move. I put my hand under her chin and tilted her
face up just a little, stared straight into her eyes and
said, "You're very welcome, Sofie," and planted a short
but deliberate kiss on those luscious lips. It was
incredibly sweet, and a first for both of us. I pulled
back to gauge her reaction. It would say a lot about
what might be possible later on.
Her first reaction was shock. She touched her fingers to
her lips. Her eyes got big and her face turned beet red
and then the unexpected happened, taking me completely
by surprise. She locked me in a bear hug and started
sobbing.
"Sofie? Hey, hey now, Sofie girl, what's going on? Are
you all right?" I held on to her, stroking her hair and
waiting for her to speak, for once at a loss as to what
to say. Clearly she wasn't repulsed by the kiss or she
wouldn't be holding on to me for dear life. It took her
a few minutes to calm down. I sat her next to me on the
sofa and put my arm around her so she could lean in for
comfort. When she was finally relaxed I dabbed her wet
eyes with a tissue and attempted a joke to try to
relieve the stress of the moment.
"Well, Sofie, I just don't know what to say. I've never
had anyone break out in tears from a kiss before. Was it
that bad? I always thought I was a pretty good kisser.
Guess I need to go back to kissing school."
She was trying to hide a grin in my chest but when I
tweaked the end of her nose she let out a little giggle
and a deep sigh as the tension melted away. I kept my
arm around her and waited for her to say what was on her
mind.
Finally it came pouring out. "I wasn't crying because
you kissed me. I mean I was, but not in the way you
think. I was crying because I had forgotten how good it
feels to be close to someone like my dad, to laugh and
make jokes and just talk about things the way he and I
used to.
"I know you're not my dad but you've been so nice to me
and that hasn't happened to me in a long time. I got all
mixed up, sad and happy at the same time, and I couldn't
help myself. I'm really sorry, Mr. Avery. You must think
I'm a freak or something. That's twice I've cried in
front of you. Are you mad at me?" Afraid of my answer,
she was on the verge of tears again.
I knew if I said the wrong thing here it would damage
the progress I'd made with her, maybe even beyond
repair.
"Honeychile (she smiled at that), it's gonna take a lot
more than a few tears to get me mad at you." I stroked
her hair and continued, "You're just growing up and
you're having to face some difficult realities along the
way. Sometimes life isn't so easy, but I would never,
ever think you're a freak for feeling the way you do
about your father."
Right then it dawned on me how to turn this situation to
my advantage. I was going to have to walk a fine line
but with a few well-placed words and some convincing
acting I was sure I had found the way to turn her love
for her father into a passion for me.
"Sofie, any man would be proud to have you as his
daughter. You're smart, intelligent, clever, cute as a
button, very mature for your age and you're a little bit
sassy (another smile), which I consider one of your best
qualities. You have spunk. Not many girls your age do,
you know. You're special. Very special.
"I could tell that about you the very first time we met.
If my wife and I had stayed together I would have hoped
to have a daughter just like you. It's too late for that
now, I'm afraid. Now that I know you it makes me sad
that my life turned out the way it did, me living here
all alone with no one to love and no one to love me."
I paused for effect, letting her absorb my words before
continuing. "Sofie, I have to make a confession. When
you kissed me to say thanks for the bike it was the
sweetest moment in my life in a very long time. So I
guess we have something in common. When you told me what
you felt when I kissed you I realized that it was sorta
the same as what I felt, a little confusing. I'm still a
little confused.
"I can't seem to find the right words because I'm not
sure if I should talk to you about it. I'm concerned
that you won't understand or that you won't want to be
my friend anymore, and your friendship means more to me
than you might know. I'm sorry, is any of this making
sense to you?"
She sat quietly, deep in thought. Either she was going
to bolt for the door or I was one step closer to
reaching the prize.
She looked up at me and said, "I think so. You're saying
that we both had a strong reaction to an unexpected
kindness."
I was impressed with her perception. She was making this
way too easy. "Wow, Sofie, that's exactly what I'm
saying, only you said it so much better! You are proving
me right about you. You really are one smart young
lady!"
"But I didn't get everything you said. I don't
understand what you're confessing about."
"Hmm, maybe that's a good thing. You're very smart, but
you're still just a young girl and maybe we shouldn't be
having this conversation. I'm just not sure I should be
talking about this with you..." I was counting on her
curiosity to come into play.
It did. "But you said I was mature for my age, didn't
you?" I smiled and nodded yes. "So what is it you think
I can't understand?"
I had her going now. "It's really not that I think you
can't understand, Sofie. I'm sure you will understand
and I'm afraid you won't like what it is I have to say
and you'll want to leave and never see me again. I feel
like I met someone important in my life when I met you
and I don't want to mess up our new friendship." Just a
little more of this and I was sure she'd bite.
Sofie went on the attack. "My mom always told me that a
true friend sticks by you no matter what. Do you think
that's true?"
"Yes, I do, Sofie. I'm just nervous, I guess."
She was using all her powers of persuasion, determined
to satisfy her curiosity. "I think we're true friends,
and you think we're true friends, right?"
"Right, but I'm still worried about what you might
think."
She had the perfect answer, "Well, you won't know until
you try." The challenging look on her face said she was
sure her logic was undeniable. I let her talk me into a
corner, and now I could set the stage for my next move.
Slow and steady wins the race.
"I guess that's true, Sofie. OK, well, um, here goes.
Just remember that you wanted to know. What I really
felt when I kissed you wasn't what a father feels when
he kisses his daughter. It was something different,
something special, and I wanted to keep doing it." I was
watching her reactions closely to get a sense of how to
proceed. She was seeing me through a different set eyes,
feeling something underneath the surface of her
awareness that was unfamiliar to her. It was time to
press my advantage just a little.
"Sofie, I know I'm so much older than you and I
shouldn't be saying this, but, I like you."
Still unaware of my meaning she said, "I like you too."
"No, I mean I REALLY like you. Do you understand what
I'm saying?"
Her eyes were locked onto mine and I could see the light
go on. Her face turned a lovely shade of pink as she got
it.
"You... you mean you like me like... a... a girlfriend?"
It was almost a whisper.
The moment had arrived. It was now or never. "Yes,
Sofie, that's exactly what I mean. I want us to be
together as much as possible. I want to make you happy
so you don't feel so alone. I can't be your dad but I
can be someone just as good, someone you can trust.
Someone you can talk to about things when you're
troubled. I've only known you two days and I'm sure
about this. Will you choose me to be your boyfriend?"
The ball was in Sofie's court. This was unchartered
territory for her and the last thing she was expecting
from me, I'm sure. Springing this on her, catching her
off-guard was my best chance to penetrate the last of
her barriers. It was time to press my advantage.
"I can see you're having some difficulty understanding
what I'm asking, and I don't want you to feel any
pressure about this. All I ask is that you take a couple
of days to think about what I've said before you decide.
Will you promise to do that for me?"
Her head was spinning. "OK," was all that came out.
"Thank you, Sofie. It means a lot to me that you would
even consider choosing me to be your boyfriend," I said.
I emphasized 'boyfriend' to drive the suggestion deeper
into her consciousness.
"Let's put your bike in the back of my truck and I'll
give you a ride to the park. I don't think you should
have to ride all the way back with so much on your
mind."
Sofie didn't speak a word on the drive back. She was
deep in thought. She looked at me a few times as if she
was about to say something, but the trip was made in
silence. I had one more seed to plant before I dropped
her off, so once we reached the parking lot I pulled
over in a quiet area. It was time to play my last card
before she got out of the truck.
I took her hands in mine and looked into her eyes.
"Sofie, there's something else you need to think about
before you decide anything, something very important.
I'm 45 years old. I'm not a shy teenage boy with my
first crush on a girl. I have experienced a lot more of
life than you. You know I've been married. You're smart,
so you know that married people do things together,
private things. Even though we wouldn't be married I
would still want to do those things with you, to share
those private moments with you, my very own special
girlfriend. Do you understand what I'm telling you?"
She looked at me with an enigmatic expression but I
could tell she was taking this seriously. "Yes. You mean
sex stuff, don't you?" It wasn't really a question.
"Yes, Sofie, I do mean sex stuff. I don't know what, if
any, experience you've had so far and I'm not asking you
to tell me. Just know that if you decide you want to be
my girlfriend sex will be a part of our time together. I
will teach you. I will treat you with kindness and
respect. I will never hurt you and will never force you
to do anything you don't want to do. That's a solemn
promise I'm making to you here and now. I know this is a
lot for you to digest so I'll let you go now. But before
I do can I ask one favor from you?"
"What is it?"
"I am fully aware of the possibility that you won't want
to be my girlfriend, that this is all just too much for
you to accept into your life at your age, and I realize
that this might be the last time I ever see or talk to
you, so would you please let me kiss you one last time?
It would mean a lot to me."
Sofie hesitated, then swallowed, blushed and nodded her
head. "OK," was all she said.
I reached over to her, wrapped my right arm around her
and gently stroked her cheek with my left hand. I pulled
her towards me. She didn't resist. Her eyes were open
and when I leaned in she met my steady gaze with her
own. When our lips first touched I could feel her
tension but after a few seconds she relaxed. I flicked
my tongue lightly across her lips to make sure she knew
this was not a child's kiss. Her mouth responded, her
lips opened slightly and pushed softly against mine. She
closed her eyes and let out the tiniest little whimper
of a moan when my tongue entered her mouth and softly
probed. After a short time I broke off the kiss and she
opened her eyes. I could tell that the kiss had a strong
impact on her.
"Thank you, sweet Sofie. I'll never forget that."
We said our goodbyes and I drove home, going over the
day's events in my head. Everything had gone smoothly.
It was all up to her now. All I could do was wait and
see.
***
Several days passed and no Sofie. It seemed pretty clear
she had come to her senses and had no intention of
stepping into my world. Too bad for me. It would have
been great but the chances of winning her over had been
slim at best. Overall I thought my efforts were pretty
good as far as strategy went, and I knew I had succeeded
in making a real connection with her, just not the one
I'd hoped for.
On the fourth morning after I dropped her off in the
park I spent some time cleaning the house, which I had
been neglecting. I like to keep my place neat and tidy.
Once I was done I went out into the garage, opened the
overhead door for some fresh air and began to work out,
ending with a 10-mile ride on my stationary bicycle.
There was nothing like a little cardio to get the blood
pumping and the endorphins flowing. I worked up a good
sweat in the process.
When I finished I toweled off and took a cold bottle of
water out of the fridge. Gulping down the water I
turned, and framed in the opening, with the sunlight
streaming in behind her turning her loose confusion of
white-blonde hair into an untamed halo, was Sofie. This
time she was wearing a short sundress and the
backlighting revealed her shapely hips and legs through
the thin cotton material.
She didn't say anything, she didn't move, she just stood
there and looked at me with those green laser beams
piercing my skull. I crossed to her, my eyes never
leaving hers. She had the most amazing expression on her
face. Think Mona Lisa meets Shakespeare's Juliet on her
wedding night: resolved, mysterious and nervous all in
one.
I opened my arms wide, smiled and said, "My Sweet
Sofie."
She moved into my embrace and tightly wrapped her arms
around me, still not having uttered a single word. Her
small frame was shaking with emotion. We stood there in
silence for awhile, savoring the moment. Sofie took a
deep breath, looked up at me and said,
"Yes."
Yes! With that one simple word the outside world
momentarily disappeared. Yes! I couldn't believe it.
This little beauty had just delivered herself into my
hands of her own free will. My fantasy was about to
become reality. I hardly knew where to begin. My first
impulse was to go for it all at once, but common sense
overruled my lustful urges. If this was going to work I
had to be careful, slow and careful. She had to want to
experiment.
I needed to evaluate her sexuality one layer at a time
to understand how best to mold her into the pliable fuck
toy she would willingly become for me. She needed to
feel safe so she could accept what was in store as part
of the natural interaction between a man and a woman and
not something scary and dark. No way was I going to
screw this up now, not after getting this close to the
prize.
I shut the garage door so we had complete privacy,
although my garage door isn't actually visible from the
street and the nearest neighbor's house is 100 yards
downhill from mine. I sat on the sofa and gestured for
her to join me. It was obvious that she was nervous,
probably wondering what she had gotten herself into.
First things first, I needed to get her to relax, to
take her mind off her fear of the unknown.
I took her hand in mine, smiled and kissed her
fingertips. A shy smile of acceptance crossed her face.
I put my right arm around her and pulled her close to
increase our physical contact, something she had to get
used to quickly if she was going to be comfortable
around me. While we talked I stroked her hair and softly
ran my hand up and down her arm.
"I am just so glad to see you, Sofie. Talk to me now,
what have you been doing for the last few days? What did
you do after I dropped you off at the park?"
"Well, first I just sat under a tree. I was really
confused and I needed to clear my head. You were so nice
to me and I wanted to keep my promise to you to think
about everything you said. No one has ever talked to me
like that before. You didn't treat me like a little kid
and you were honest with me. You said what you were
feeling and you trusted me to understand even when you
were afraid to say it. And then when you kissed me again
in the park I think I understood more how you were
feeling, because I was feeling it too."
"You were? What were you feeling?"
"It was like something came alive in me. I know I'm only
14, but when you kissed me I didn't feel like a young
girl. I never imagined I could ever feel that way but I
did, you know? In my brain I was also feeling scared and
confused about the, um... the sex stuff. I am just a
girl and you're a grown man. Anne would go ballistic! I
couldn't help thinking about her and how that jerk of a
boyfriend of hers tried to... you know... and the way
she got crazy mad at him. It was scary. So of course I
had to think about that too. The same thing would happen
if she knew about us, so you have to promise me you'll
never tell her!"
She's making me promise not to tell??? Wow. I'd have to
reinforce this later on. "Sofie, I cross my heart and
hope to die. I will never, ever tell anyone! So then
what did you do?"
"After a while I went home. When Anne got back from work
we had dinner and she started in on me about doing the
dishes and cleaning my room so I spent the rest of the
evening doing chores." She poked me playfully in the
ribs. "I didn't sleep very well that night, and it's
your fault because I couldn't stop thinking about when
you kissed me."
"My sincere apologies. I promise I'll never kiss you
again." That took her by surprise, and when she looked
up at me I smiled and leaned down to kiss her.
"Liar," she said, and she kissed me back. It was an
inexperienced kiss, but she meant it. It was a good
beginning.
"I had to watch Olivia for a few days after that," she
continued, "but the whole time I was thinking about you
and everything you said. I was still confused because of
the age difference, but last night I remembered one of
the last things my dad said to me. He said that "good
things come when you least expect them and they can come
in all shapes and sizes. Be alert for them or they'll
pass you by." So when I woke up this morning I got
dressed, checked in with Olivia's mom and hopped on my
bike. And here I am."
Thank you Dad!!!
"And I'm very happy and excited you're here, sweet
girl!" I gave her a big hug and another kiss, which
caught her by surprise, and we bumped noses, setting off
some more giggles followed by another sweet kiss. That
kiss led to another, and another. Sofie was certainly an
apt student. She was startled the first time I slipped
my tongue in her mouth but it didn't take her long to
get into it and graduate from those first tentative
kisses to kisses that were fuelled by her youthful
enthusiasm.
When she first put her tongue in my mouth I sucked on it
gently, surprising her and triggering a particularly
passionate response, and from then on we were making out
for real. It was intoxicating to hold her in my arms,
kissing that incredibly sexy mouth, breathing her air
and feeling the excitement build in her, but it was time
to take a small break. I needed her to be eager for more
and didn't want to go too fast. I wanted to savor every
minute, plus it was going to take time to guide her
through it all.
"Hey," I kissed her on the tip of her nose, "I just
realized you haven't seen inside my house. Would you
like to see where I live?"
I sensed she would rather stay put and continue with the
kissing, but I didn't give her a choice. I stood up,
reached out my hand to her and said, "Come on, let me
show you around."
"OK. I am kinda curious." She followed me through the
doorway.
"Come in, Sofie, welcome to my home. Shoes off, please."
She kicked the sandals off her tiny feet and crossed the
threshold like a shy deer, eyes wide, taking it all in.
I don't think she'd ever been inside such a nice house.
"Wow, Mr. Avery it's so beautiful, like a mansion in a
movie!" Not really, but I suppose to her inexperienced
eyes it was. She started moving around, inspecting
everything. "What is this? Do you live here alone? Do
you have any pets? Can I see more?"
Questions poured out of her like water, then she stopped
herself. "I'm sorry. Is it OK for me to ask questions?"
"Why wouldn't it be?"
"Anne always gets mad if I ask too many questions. She
says children should be seen and not heard." She looked
at me with those beautiful emerald-green eyes, waiting
for me to speak. Did I detect the hint of a submissive
personality? That would be an interesting possibility to
explore. I'd have to check that out in detail, and in
the meantime I could reinforce the general idea in her
mind for future reference.
"Well, I'm not Anne, now, am I? I'm usually a pretty
private guy, but this is a special day and you're my
girlfriend now, so feel free to ask any questions you
have. I want you to enjoy yourself." I caressed her
face. "But thank you for being polite and asking." I
smiled to let her know she wasn't in any trouble, then
took her by the hand and led the way from room to room
letting her take it all in and answering her
enthusiastic questions.
The tour ended in my large master suite. It's a
comfortable room tastefully furnished with a
'California' king-sized bed, an overstuffed chair wide
enough for two people, a sofa and some small side
tables, lamps, books. There's a fireplace in front of
the sofa, a nice audio system, a large Flat Screen TV
above the mantle, and unique art objects on the walls
and tables I'd collected over the years from my travels
to other parts of the world.
She was wide-eyed with excitement seeing how I lived.
"Wow. That's the biggest bed I've ever seen! You have a
fireplace and a TV in your bedroom!"
"Yes, I do enjoy my creature comforts."
I sat down on the sofa and patted the seat cushion.
"Come sit with me." But instead of sitting next to me
she crawled unbidden into my lap and sat across my legs
with her head resting on my chest as if it was the most
natural thing in the world. She became completely calm,
sighing softly and snuggling against me as she relaxed.
"This is nice," she said with a smile. "I like it here."
She snuggled her cute little butt against my crotch and
reached her arms around me as far as she could, holding
me close. It was something special to remember, this
first day's intimate contact between us. Her warm body
gave off a dizzyingly musky fragrance, pure little girl
and extremely erotic. My cock was getting hard and
although she did not react I wondered if she could feel
it pushing up against her ass through that thin cotton
dress. I didn't want anything to change the mood so I
just held her and enjoyed the quiet moment we were
sharing.
I stroked her beautiful hair and my left hand slowly
caressed her back and shoulder. I ran my right hand
under her dress halfway up along the outside of her bare
thigh, waiting to see her reaction. Her young skin was
as smooth as fine silk. She shifted position so she
could see my face, looked deep into my eyes and smiled
dreamily before returning her head to my chest with
another sweet sigh.
I took this as tacit permission to continue. Part of me
wanted nothing more than to tear off her dress and
devour her supple body, but I wanted to prolong our
first encounter, to remember each delicious moment of
foreplay that was unfolding right then and there.
"I can hear your heart beating," she whispered. "It's
beating fast."
"Well, it's not every day I have a beautiful girl
sitting on my lap. It makes me excited."
"I'm excited too," she said. Sofie took my hand and
pressed it down over her heart. "Feel." With that simple
but daring gesture I understood that the gift of trust
and surrender had just been offered to me. Such a lovely
young girl!
"Yes, I can feel how fast your heart is beating," I
savored the rise and fall of her chest and the firm
swell of her young breasts under my hand. They were
larger than I first imagined. I squeezed gently and was
rewarded with a soft little moan. This was playing out
beautifully.
She looked at me with those amazing eyes, "Do you really
think I'm beautiful?" she asked shyly.
I continued to gently massage her chest. "Sofie, you are
the most beautiful young girl I have ever known. You're
like a dream come true and I hope you believe me when I
say I feel very, very lucky having you here today with
me in my home."
"I'm lucky too. You're a very nice man. Mmm, that feels
good."
Sofie was beginning to show some signs of arousal. Her
breathing was shallow. Without realizing it she was
starting to squirm in response to my hand on her tits.
My cock was as hard as iron by this time and her butt
was slowly rocking back and forth on it. If I wasn't
careful I was going to cum in my pants.
Her head rested against my chest. "Mr. Avery, am I
really your girlfriend now?" Her voice was timid.
"Yes, my sweet girl, you are my most very extra-special
girlfriend," I reassured her with a kiss. "Is there
something on your mind? You seem a little nervous right
now."
Sofie's innocence rose to the surface and she whispered,
"I don't know what to do."
That was my cue to begin her training. I removed my hand
from her chest. "Sofie, it's time for us to talk about
some very important things now. There is a lot to
discuss and I need you to pay close attention to me,
OK?"
"OK," she settled down and waited for me to speak.
"I want you to think of my house as the one place in the
whole wide world where you can totally be yourself. When
you're here you can say anything, do anything and be
anything you want and I will not judge you or think
badly of you no matter what. Think of it this way:
Imagine that the house is inside a big, invisible bubble
floating high above the trees. No one but you and I even
know it's there, so no one will ever be able to enter
unless we invite them.
"This place is our special secret hideout from everybody
and everything. While you are here you don't have to
follow any outside rules that you normally live by.
We'll make up our own as we go along. Unfortunately we
can't be seen together out in public, but when we're
together here the rest of the world doesn't concern us.
"You have my promise that you will always be safe here
with me. Nothing will ever happen that you don't want to
happen. And just as important, if there's ever anything
you want to talk about or do, all you have to do is ask
and I will talk with you or do whatever it is without
ever thinking badly about you. Do you understand?"
"I think so. You're saying there are no limits inside
the house, right?"
"Exactly. I knew you'd understand." I rewarded her with
a quick kiss. "Now, I'm sure that because you aren't
used to this kind of freedom, in the beginning you might
sometimes be afraid to say or do something, or you might
think that I won't like you for whatever reason. You
might be nervous or hesitate because of the way you were
brought up, and you're not yet experienced with the
freedom you'll have here. That's completely
understandable, and when I sense that you are unsure of
yourself I will remind you that you are safe and I'll
help you figure it out. Any questions yet?"
"No, but is it OK if I have some later?"
"See, that's exactly what I'm talking about. Do you see
how you are asking for permission to ask a question, and
do you see that I'm reminding you it's not necessary?"
After a bit of reflection she nodded, "Oh, yeah, now I
get it. If I have a question I just ask. I don't need to
ask if it's OK to ask."
"You got it, Honeychile!" She laughed.
"I'm going to be teaching you a lot of things. Sex
things. You're going to enjoy it very much, I promise,
and so will I. We're both going to have a lot of fun. I
understand that at first you're going to be nervous and
shy. You're young and inexperienced. You'll be self-
conscious and maybe a little embarrassed until you learn
that it's OK to feel all these new feelings, that it's
OK to relax and enjoy yourself. That's where I need you
to trust me to teach you what you need to know. Are you
with me so far?"
"Yes. I've been thinking about this for days now. I'm
just worried that I'll do something wrong."
"There is no right or wrong, Sofie, that's the best
thing about sex. It's whatever we want it to be. No one
else can say different. It's just you and me now. Are
you ready?"
"Uh huh." She sat up straight, "What do you want me to
do?" Her enthusiasm was building.
"Not so fast. You're a little stinky after your ride
over here. The first thing I need you to do is take a
shower. So here's lesson number one: Always be clean for
me. Keep your body as fresh as possible, especially your
private parts, and I mean front and back." Sofie
blushed. I smiled and I stroked her cheek to let her
know I understood her momentary embarrassment.
"Whenever you visit me here the first thing I want you
to do is wash yourself unless I tell you otherwise. If
not with a bath or shower at least use a washcloth. This
is important. Every time, promise?" she nodded yes. "OK,
then. I'm pretty stinky too from my morning workout, so
while I'm showering in here I want you to go take yours
in the bathroom down the hall. But before you do..." I
walked over to my closet and pulled out a box from the
top shelf and placed it on the bed. "Here, this if for
you."
Her eyes lit up. "What is it?"
"Open it and see. It's something for you to wear today
when you get out of the shower. I hope you like it."
Sofie was about the same size as my ex-wife but she
didn't need to know I had purchased this for Becca, who
didn't like it and consequently never even tried it on.
It was a beautiful pastel-pink silk panties and
"shortie" camisole set that had been sitting on the
shelf ever since Becca left, but it was brand new, still
in the box.
Sofie opened the box carefully, as if it was a rare
treasure. These days gifts must be few and far between
in her life. When she pulled out the camisole her mouth
opened but no words came out. She just looked at it,
mesmerized by the fine silk fabric and the delicacy of
the garment. Clearly this was something she had never
seen or touched before.
"It...it's just so beautiful! Is this really for me?"
"All yours, gorgeous."
She had a puzzled look on her face. "But how did you
know I'd be coming back here?"
"Well, I guess you can thank the power of wishful
thinking," I said, and left it at that.
"Oh, thank you! Thank you!" She hugged me tighter than I
would have thought possible from one so small.
"Hey, watch it, you might break me," I joked. "Now, you
know you're not supposed to wear a bra with that,
right?"
She gave me one of those 'are you for real?' looks only
a teenage girl is capable of, accompanied by a textbook
sassy one-hip stance, and said, "Duh, I am a girl, you
know!" We both laughed at the silliness of it all then
she picked up the tiny French-cut bikini panties that
came with it.
"Um, there's not much to these, is there?" she gulped
nervously.
Now it was my turn to chuckle. "Nope, and I'm pretty
sure that's the whole idea!"
I sat on the arm of the sofa and called her to me.
"Sofie, before you go come over here for a second." She
put the lingerie back in the box and stepped up to me. I
slid my feet apart until there was a wide gap between
them. "Come closer and stand between my legs." She
paused, looking at me questioningly. "Go ahead,
sweetheart, do it," I said with gentle authority in my
voice. She smiled and did as requested.
"Good girl. Now put your hands on my shoulders for
balance and place your feet just on the outside of my
feet." This time there was a questioning look but no
hesitation. The result was that there was a space about
three feet wide between her feet. "Perfect." I smiled at
her, "Now close your eyes and kiss me." She liked this
game. She grinned and leaned in to my waiting lips. Her
sweet mouth opened to mine and our tongues danced
sensuously together. Once she was fully engrossed in our
kiss I reached under her sundress and quickly cupped her
whole pussy in the palm of my hand.
In one quick twitch the kiss stopped and her eyes flew
open. "Sofie, look in my eyes. Don't move, keep your
hands on my shoulders," I softly commanded. She did as
she was told. She gasped as I fondled her pliant panty-
covered mound with my fingers, grinding her pussy lips
together, probing, squeezing and releasing, squeezing
and releasing.
The heat was building between her legs and I could
actually feel her love button straining for escape from
confinement. It must be a big one, I thought, an added
bonus. I'll find out soon enough. Her eyes were
fluttering and her hips instinctively began to gyrate,
subtly thrusting her pussy against my hand. Her wetness
increased. I was gratified to learn that she could self-
lubricate so easily.
All this time she never took her eyes off mine. They
were like green fire. Her face was flushed with desire.
Her eyes fluttered and her mouth opened and closed with
little gasps and mewls of sweet surprise as she
experienced her first unfamiliar jolts of arousal from
my busy fingers.
Then I commanded her with more intensity, "Now kiss me
again." She dug her fingers into my shoulders. Her mouth
flew to mine. She devoured my lips and tongue with
newfound purpose, moaning loudly into my mouth as
lightning bolts of electric pleasure shot between her
clit and her brain. I kept at it for a few minutes more,
thoroughly enjoying her reaction.
I wanted to excite her and give her a preview of what
was coming so she would be anxious to continue later,
but soon I needed to break the spell before it was too
late. It was pretty obvious to me that she wasn't going
to have any trouble finding her orgasm when I allowed
her to reach that milestone, but not just yet.
I stopped playing with her pussy and removed my hand
from under her dress. Her eyes opened in confusion. "Why
did you stop?" She wanted more. So did I. My cock felt
like it would explode any minute.
"Because it's time for you to take your new stuff and
head for the shower. You'll find combs and brushes, a
toothbrush, toothpaste and other stuff in the cabinet
drawers under the sink. Don't wash your hair this time.
It'll take too long to dry. You'll find a shower cap in
there as well." I spun her around swatted her lightly on
her butt and nudged her out the door. "Now go." She took
her new undies and went, although a little reluctantly.
I shut the door and headed to the bathroom.
I had a raging hard-on. It was all I could do to keep
myself from jacking off in the shower. I could only
imagine what was going through Sofie's mind. She knew,
and at the same time didn't know, what was coming,
exactly like every other virgin with 'wedding night
butterflies' since the beginning of time.
I was keenly aware that she would, on some level, be
fearful of my man's body so I took my time showering and
shaving, including all the hair on my lower groin and
balls. I didn't want her to be intimidated by excess
hairiness, and knowing she was practically hairless
herself I thought she'd feel more comfortable if I was
too.
I'm not some scrawny teenage boy. I'm in very good shape
for my age and I do have some meat on my bones and hair
on my chest. No pooch flab, though. I take care good of
myself. My cock is average-sized, around 6 inches long
and not overly chubby, which is probably a good thing
since Sofie's so small. As it is she's likely to worry
about pain, no doubt having heard stories of botched
'first times' from her peers. I was determined to make
everything that happened here with me as painless and
enjoyable for her as was humanly possible.
When I finished in the bathroom I dressed in dark blue
silk lounging pajamas and left the shirt unbuttoned. I
re-entered my bedroom suite. No Sofie. Well, it's been
said forever that it has always been a woman's
prerogative to keep a man waiting, so I turned on some
soft jazz music at low volume, sat down on the sofa and
waited like a dutiful lover. 15 minutes passed. Still no
Sofie. Considering how much time it had taken me to
prepare I figured she had to be suffering from a case of
jitters since she certainly didn't need to do much else
but wash. I was just about to go look for her when I
heard the softest of knocks on my bedroom door.
"Mr. Avery?"
I opened the door and immediately understood why she had
taken so long. Sofie was transformed. She had braided
some of her hair into a wreath that adorned the top of
her lovely head. The rest of her long, luxuriant mane
flowed free in wispy tentacles and soft waves, subtly
framing her slender shoulders and her beautiful face
while accentuating those magnificent green eyes. The
result was absolutely stunning... my god, I was
speechless!
The delicate pastel-pink lingerie, what there was of it,
offered the perfect visual complement to Sofie's
wonderfully-smooth, shapely little body, which was
entirely bronzed from the sun. The camisole top was
provocatively low-cut. Underneath this gossamer covering
her firm young breasts and swollen nipples begged for
attention, and it was short enough on her torso that
much of her toned, bare stomach was enticingly exposed
to well below her cute little bellybutton. The
diaphanous matching pink silk panties rode low over her
hips and did very little to conceal the prize underneath
thanks to a strategically-placed triangle of see-through
lace over the swell of her tantalizing pubic mound.
She was blushing and fidgeting, trying not to show any
tension but her body language betrayed how self-
conscious and exposed she really felt. She had trouble
making eye contact but it was obvious she wanted my
approval. I was more than happy to oblige.
"Sofie, what have you done?" I exclaimed.
She looked at me with uncertainty in her eyes,
completely misinterpreting my meaning. "I... I'm sorry,
I tried to fix my hair and...and...I had to start over
three times because I couldn't get it right, and...,"
her eyes were downcast, her voice was quavering and she
was gulping for air. I had to act fast.
"Sofie!" I said sharply. She immediately stopped talking
and looked at me. I held her face I my hands and kissed
her. "Sofie, you are the loveliest girl I have ever
seen! Everything is perfect! I love what you did with
your hair and you look absolutely incredible that
outfit! Sofie,
you..are..the..MOST..beautiful..young..woman I have ever
seen!!"
A brilliant smile of pure joy instantly lit up her face.
She threw her arms around me and let out a huge sigh of
relief. "Oh, Mr. Avery, I was so nervous and worried you
wouldn't like it!"
I held her out at arm's length and looked her over.
"Like it? Are you kidding? A blind man would like it!"
She giggled with pleasure at the compliment. I took her
hand and twirled her. "Turn around slowly, Sofie, let me
see the whole package." She did as I asked. I was
rewarded with my first look at her perfect little ass,
so firm and round. Her panty-clad butt was so tempting
that I couldn't resist stopping her in mid-turn and
stroking it. I gave her butt cheeks a firm squeeze with
my free hand, which surprised her. She flinched and
giggled. "Relax. I love your butt, Sofie."
"You do?" she exhaled nervously, "I always thought it
was too big." She was trying to maintain a calm demeanor
but inside she was anxious, having entered uncharted
territory.
"Absolutely nothing about your body is too big, Sofie.
Your body couldn't be more perfect." I led her over to
the bed and sat down on it with her standing and facing
me. I pulled her close and held her hands.
"Before we go any further I want to know a few things
about you, so I'm going to ask you some questions, OK?"
"OK, what do you want to know?" she smiled and relaxed a
bit. I'm pretty sure she was a little relieved that I
had paused.
"Do you play with yourself?"
Reflexively she tried to pull her hands out of my grasp.
When I held tight and she saw that I was waiting for an
answer she spoke in a small voice, "Huh? What... what do
you mean? " She blushed. This was definitely not what
she was expecting me to ask.
I loved how easily she blushed, I loved the innocence it
signified. I lifted her chin so she was looking straight
at me. "I mean, have you ever masturbated?"
"Um...yeah, sometimes."
"Now that wasn't so difficult, was it?" I encouraged her
by pulling her to me for a quick kiss then took her
hands again. "Tell me, Sofie, when you masturbate does
it ever feel like it did when I touched you a while
ago?"
"No, never." She was relaxing more with each passing
breath. "Anyway, I only did it a couple of times because
I heard a girl at school talking about it and was
curious. But when you, um, rubbed me there it was like
nothing I ever felt before. I really liked it when you
did it."
"I'm glad you did. And I enjoyed doing it to you very
much." I smiled and asked, "Would you like me to do it
again?"
Her face revealed her desire. "Uh huh," she quickly
nodded.
"Say it." I insisted, "Tell me what you want me to do."
"Um, I want...I want you to... to masturbate my vagina."
"OK, good Sofie, that's a good start. But we're going to
use different words here. We aren't in a classroom so we
won't use scientific words. Do you remember when I said
that if I sense you being unsure of yourself I would
remind you that it's safe to say and do anything when
you're here with me?"
"Yeah," she said. "I think I'm feeling that way right
now."
"I think you are too, so here's a chance to learn
something new and practice being free at the same time.
Do you know any other words for your vagina?"
"Um, well...," she was struggling with her conditioning
but finally managed to break through. "When I was little
I called it my pee-pee. My mom used to call it her
cooter, and I've heard girls at school say cunt and
cunny and snatch and va-jay-jay. Are those the right
words?"
This was good progress. She was losing her nervousness.
"Yes, sweetie, those are some of them. There are lots of
others, too, but you know what my favorite one is?
Pussy. I like 'pussy' because it sounds cute and cuddly,
like a soft little kitten. What do you think?"
"Oh, yeah, I've heard that one before too. It's a good
one."
"OK, pussy it is. And that little bump at the top of
your pussy is called a clit or clitty, OK?" she nodded.
"Now, about 'masturbate'. That's another school word so
we won't use that one here either. For a girl we'll just
say 'play with yourself' or 'rub your pussy' for now,
OK?" She nodded yes. "Boys play with themselves too and
they call it 'jacking off.'
So you know about 'penis', right?" Again she nodded and
glanced down at my crotch. She was intrigued to see the
tent my hard cock was making in my pants. "well, penis
is another word you would use in school so we won't use
that one here either. We're going to say 'cock', OK? Say
it for me."
"Cock," she repeated. Then on her own she added,
"Jacking off."
This girl was a quick study. "Very good, Sofie. I'm
proud of you for saying that on your own." She beamed
with delight at my supportive words.
"So, have you ever seen a cock before?"
"Sort of. I accidentally saw my dad's once a long time
ago, but just for a second, and I've changed diapers on
a baby boy before, but that's all."
"But you know the basics, I'm sure, right?" Uncertain,
she shrugged. "When a man gets excited sexually his cock
grows long and hard. It's called a hard-on. There's a
sack underneath his cock for his balls, where he makes
his cum."
"Cum?"
"Yes, cum, or jizz. The school word is sperm. It's what
a man makes in his balls. When a man has sex he has an
orgasm, or another way to say it is he cums, and when a
man cums he ejaculates, or shoots sperm, out the end of
his hard cock. So when a man shoots his sperm he's
'cumming'. A woman cums too, but usually she doesn't
shoot anything. She just has a very good feeling in her
whole body. That's the orgasm part, the same feeling
that a man has when he shoots his cum. Understand?
"Uh huh, I think so. We won't learn all that stuff in
school for a couple of years yet, but I sorta know about
it from listening to older kids talking."
"I'd say you already know a lot." I pulled her close and
kissed her sweet mouth. Her body was warm and supple.
She no longer seemed nervous so it was time to continue.
"Let's talk a little about fucking. You've heard that
word, right?"
"Yeah, kids say it all the time. It's used a lot as a
cuss word but I also know it means when you're having
sex, right?"
"Exactly right, and it's OK to say it. Words are only
bad if people mean them in a bad way. In this house if
you're talking about sex you can say 'fuck' and it isn't
a cuss word, so don't think it's bad."
"OK, I won't."
I caressed her cheek. "Sofie, how are you feeling? Still
nervous?"
"Maybe a little, but I'm a lot better than before and
I'm really glad to be here with you. You don't treat me
like a little kid and you listen to what I say and
you're helping me learn stuff." She wriggled her way in
between my legs and sat on my lap. I had to adjust my
hard-on. She leaned into me and nuzzled my neck. "I like
our bubble in the sky," she sighed.
I couldn't resist any longer. While I continued her
education I started fondling this sweet child's
beautiful tits. They were the size of tennis balls, just
fitting in the palm of my hand, perfect for a good firm
squeeze. She relaxed and enjoyed herself. Her nipples
were fully extended and I tweaked them a few times,
sending jolts of electricity down to her clit. It
wouldn't be long until I had her completely relaxed and
ready for anything.
"When two people fuck a man's cock gets long and hard,
and a woman's pussy gets wet and slippery on the inside,
so when the man puts his cock in her it easily slides in
and out. It feels really good at the beginning then
feels better and better and better until it feels so
good the man cums. And hopefully the woman cums too,
although they don't always cum at the same time.
"What's important is to make sure your partner enjoys
fucking as much as you do, so you need to learn what
pleases your partner and then do it for him, and he'll
do the same for you. The fun part is taking the time to
learn all the different ways to please your partner and
to learn to enjoy pleasing him as much as you enjoy
being pleased. And just remember, as long as both people
are enjoying themselves there's nothing wrong with
whatever it is they do for pleasure. Does that make
sense?"
By this time my hand was under her camisole and I was
rubbing and squeezing her firm young tits and pinching
her nipples so I knew her response was probably only
cursory. "UH HUH!" she moaned.
I chuckled at her obvious shift of focus. "Here, let's
remove your top," I said, and proceeded to take it off
before she could react. "Stand up and raise your arms."
I pulled it up over her head and tossed in aside. Seeing
her tits for the first time I was excited to discover
that she had those wonderfully erotic, one-in-a-million
large puffy areolas from which her beautiful hard
nipples swelled, like a scoop of ice cream with a cherry
on the top. I leaned forward to suck on those beauties,
enjoying the spongy suppleness of those wonderful
areolas against my lips and tongue, pure heaven in my
mouth.
She gasped at all the new sensations coursing through
her body and held my head to her chest so I wouldn't
stop. "Oh, that feels good!" she gasped. I continued
sucking and kneading her firm young breasts, enjoying
the moans and gasps of newly-discovered pleasure that
emanated from her sweet lips. I reached down to caress
the insides of her thighs, which she immediately opened,
hoping I'd pick up where we'd left off earlier. After
one quick touch I could feel that she was already quite
wet. I knew she was now ready for more.
"OK then, Sofie, what do you want me to do now?"
The little minx didn't miss a beat. She stepped in
close, put her hands on my shoulders, spread her legs,
looked me square in the eyes and said, "I want you to
play with my pussy, Mr. Avery."
"Your wish is my command." I smiled. I knelt down in
front of her and pulled off her panties, exposing her
soft pink virgin pussy. As I had suspected there was
almost no hair, just a fine fuzz and a few wayward
blonde hairs. Pure adolescent virgin pussy. I inhaled
deeply of her intoxicating fragrance, the heady scent of
freshly-washed skin blending with the slightly musky
odor of her moist sex. My brain was on overload. My cock
was so hard it almost hurt. Such a delicious pain. I
could feel that I had my own wet spot to contend with. I
was leaking pre-cum. I had to taste her nectar or I was
going to explode.
"Sit on the bed," I instructed her. "Now lie back, pull
your legs up and hold on to your knees."
She hesitated. "What... what are you gonna do?" I could
hear a note of uncertainty creeping back into her voice.
"Honeychile," I winked, "I'm gonna play with your sweet
pussy just like you asked, and you are gonna love it!
Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit." I smiled
reassuringly, then in a more commanding tone said, "Do
as you're told, sweetheart. Lie back and grab your
knees. Now."
"Yes, sir," she said. Hmm, another hint of
submissiveness. Could I have been right about her?
It was like the gates of heaven opening. Lying on her
back, she slowly raised her legs to her chest, hooked
her arms underneath her knees and spread herself wide.
As her outer pussy lips parted to expose the dewy
pinkness inside I was awestruck by her clit poking out
from underneath its hood.
It was the size of a large pearl, a glistening pink
pearl. I had never seen a clit so large. It was like a
third nipple. Oh man, was I going to enjoy sucking on
that one! I reached out and spread her legs even wider.
Below that luscious slit of a pussy was her tantalizing
little pink rosebud. Right in front of my face was a
smorgasbord of sexual delight just waiting for me to
enjoy.
When I touched her clit Sofie twitched and let out a
loud "Oh!" With a little force I pressed my thumb into
her love button making tiny circles, and a low moan came
from deep in her throat.
"Do you like that, Sofie?"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh! Oh! Yes! Yessss!"
Her slit was oozing and I used some of her juice to make
her clit nice and slick, then rapidly flicked my finger
back and forth enjoying her reaction to my intense
manipulations. "That feels so-o-o goo-oo-ood!" Her moans
kept time with my finger.
She was rapidly building towards an orgasm so I slowed
down a bit to stop her from cumming just yet. By this
time she was a puddle of lust. Her legs flailed the air.
Every time my finger flicked her clit she twitched and
cried out. With my hand still busy working her pussy I
sat on the bed and leaned in to kiss her. Her mouth
grabbed my tongue as if her life depended on it. I
thought she was going to suck it right out of my throat.
I probed the opening of her soaking-wet pussy with my
middle finger. I slipped in past the first knuckle
expecting to make contact with her hymen, but there was
no barrier. Sofie had already lost her cherry somewhere
along the way. My guess was that it was in a non-sexual
way. I'd find out more later. I slipped my finger in the
rest of the way with no resistance. Her eyes flew open.
She looked down at her crotch and then at me.
"This is called finger fucking. You like?"
She nodded vigorously, "Uh-huh!" Her vocabulary had
apparently been reduced to grunts and groans. I just
smiled.
I couldn't wait any longer. It was time for a taste of
her sweet pie. I got back down on my knees and pulled
her to me. "Sofie, keep your knees up like you've been
doing."
"OK," she hooked her arms under her knees as she was
told. I leaned in for another intoxicating whiff of her
hot pussy. Her clit was engorged with blood and was now
the diameter of my little finger and close to a inch
long. Amazing. I planted a big kiss on it. Her eyes were
closed so I don't think she realized I had used my
mouth, but she was about to change. In one motion I took
her tiny girl-cock between my lips and sucked it in,
using my tongue to flick it as fast as I could.
Sofie went nuts. Her grunts and groans increased in
volume. In spite of the fact that she was holding on to
her knees she still bucked uncontrollably on the bed and
her legs quivered reflexively from all the stimulation
to her clit. Me, I just wrapped my hands around her
thighs, buried my face in her pussy and held on for the
ride.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god! What are you doing to me? It's
making me crazy! Unh! Ngah! Mmpff! Oh, yesss! That feels
so goood!" Her head thrashed from side to side and her
eyelids fluttered like crazed butterflies. She couldn't
maintain the hold on her knees and her legs shot out
straight. She clamped my face between her thighs,
grabbed my hair and pulled my face down hard on her
pussy. I kept it up as long as I could until I needed to
breathe, but I wasn't done yet, not by a long shot. I
wanted this girl's first orgasm to be one for the books.
I stopped what I was doing, much to her frustration.
"Please, don't stop!" she gasped. "I don't want to
stop!" she whimpered, "Lick my pussy some more, OK?"
"I will in a second, Sofie, but I want to try something.
I want to see how flexible you are. Can you put your
legs behind your head?"
"Uh, I think so, why?"
"Just do it and you'll find out," I smiled. "You're
enjoying yourself so far, aren't you?"
"Uh-huh! Yeah, OK, I'll try"
With a little help from me she managed to get her legs
up and over her head, then pulled her torso up between
her legs so they were behind her head and under her
arms.
"Fantastic, Sofie, you did it! Now just relax and
enjoy." I teased, "I forgot. What do you want me to do?"
"Lick my pussy! Lick it some more!" she demanded.
And that's what I did. I tongued her pussy from bottom
to top, stopping to suck her clit and flick it with my
tongue, then I moved back down, stuck my tongue in her
slit and wiggled it in and around before repeating the
process over and over again. Once I got a good rhythm
going I wet my finger in her juices and started lightly
probing her tight little butt hole, not actually
penetrating her, but almost. I also started tonguing her
there, rimming her pinkness, and was instantly rewarded
with her groans of approval.
"Oh, Mr. Avery, that feels really good! I like that a
lot!"
Judging by her escalating responses I knew it was time
for the final onslaught. Once again I gripped her big
clit between my lips and resumed sucking and flicking it
with my tongue as rapidly as I could. And again she went
nuts, but because of the contorted position she was in
all she could do was lie there and take it. She could
still grab my head, however, and was holding on for dear
life. I kept at it with my tongue, waiting for the
telltale signs that her orgasm was on the way. I didn't
have too long to wait.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, it feels so good, I can't, I don't,
please don't stop, oh fuck, suck my pussy! Mmpff!"
Sofie's hands are pulling on my hair increasing the
pressure of my mouth against her pussy, while my tongue
on her engorged clit showed no mercy.
She's getting close. I began pushing and wiggling my
slick finger rapidly back and forth over her asshole.
Suddenly from deep in her throat came a low moan
accompanied by a series of body twitches of increasing
proportions.
And then she shouts, "Right! There! Oh! Omigod, omigod,
what's happening to me??"
Sofie's body went stiff as the sensations grew stronger
and stronger, and when I sensed that she was peaking I
slid my slippery finger one knuckle deep into her ass,
wiggling it and stimulating all the nerve endings just
inside. This sudden surprise sent her to nirvana as
waves of pure energy pulsed through her lovely small
body. Sofie's mouth opened in one long guttural groan of
orgasmic bliss. "UNGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her hands held my
face prisoner against her throbbing pussy, and my tongue
tapped a rhythm against her clit sending her into even
deeper spasms of rapture. I could feel her orgasmic
pulses as her asshole repeatedly contracted around my
finger.
Sofie's body gradually relaxed and her legs came free
from behind her head. Her body went completely limp. Her
breathing slowed and became regular again. I removed my
finger from her ass. My hand still cupped her pussy,
gently squeezing and releasing, prolonging the afterglow
of her incredible first orgasm. Her mind was off
somewhere but when I kissed her she opened her eyes and
smiled dreamily.
"Welcome back, Sofie," I kissed her again. "For a minute
there I thought you passed out. How are you feeling,
sweet girl?"
She turned on her side, wrapped her arms around me and
hugged me close, throwing her leg over my hip so as not
to interfere with my hand on her pussy. "Mmmmm, I feel
fantastic!" she purred. She kissed me and wriggled her
wet little crotch against my hand. "You can play with my
pussy anytime you want!"
I laughed and gave her pussy one last good squeeze
before removing my hand. I stroked her naked body,
enjoying the feel of her velvet skin and the firmness of
her beautiful little tits. Content, she just relaxed and
enjoyed the attention.
I was in serious need of some attention myself so after
a few minutes more of cuddling I said, "Sofie, after all
that excitement I really need to cum too, so now I'm
going to teach you how to jack me off, OK?"
She looked at my crotch and could easily see that I was
still hard. "Um, OK, how do I do it?"
I got up off the bed and stood in front of her. "The
first thing I want you to do is take off my pants. Kneel
down on the floor in front of me." I could tell that she
was a little nervous but to her credit she didn't
hesitate. Once down on her knees she reached out and
pulled the silk pajamas down to my ankles and off,
getting her first look at my stiff cock from right at
eye level. Having this sexy little girl naked and
kneeling in front of me with my dick bobbing right in
her face was a fantastic turn-on. I didn't think I could
get any harder, but it sure felt like I did.
"It's big," she looked up at me and said softly. "What
do I do?"
"First, just take it in your hands and see what it feels
like." She reached out and wrapped her fingers around my
cock.
"Cool! It's soft and hard at the same time!" Her first
touch was exquisite, and the look of fascination on her
face was priceless. Her warm little hands held on while
she looked it over, bending it this way and that, giving
it a good once-over.
"Hey, I can feel your pulse!"
"That's right, you can. That's because a man's cock
fills up with blood when he's sexually excited. That's
what makes it hard. The pulse you're feeling is the
blood pumping into it."
"Neat!"
"Now take one hand and gently hold on to my balls.
That's right." I was practically ready to cum just from
watching her! "What you're doing feels really good. Now
squeeze my cock as hard as you can. Don't worry, it
won't hurt. Just don't squeeze my balls. That will
hurt." When she squeezed a big drop of pre-cum formed on
the tip. Sofie noticed it immediately.
***
"Are you cumming?" now she was getting interested.
"No, honey, that's not cum, that's called pre-cum, and
it's what my body makes to help keep your pussy slippery
inside when I'm fucking you."
"Oh. Are you...are you gonna fuck me now?" she asked
uneasily.
"No, not just yet, Sofie," I smiled and stroked her
cheek. "Right now I just want you to watch me cum." I
could see the relief spread across her face.
I collected pre-cum on the end of my finger and held it
out to her mouth. "Here, I want you to taste this. Go
ahead, it's not bad. Stick out your tongue."
She sniffed my finger first then stuck out her tongue. I
put my finger in her mouth and said, "Suck."
She closed her mouth and I could feel her little tongue
working the pre-cum off my finger. The sight and
sensation of Sofie nude on her knees sucking on my
finger was driving me up the wall.
"What do you think?" I asked.
"It doesn't taste bad," she concluded, "It's a little
salty, but that's all." She smiled, "I kinda like it."
"I'm glad you do. Why don't you try sucking some more
off the tip of my cock? That will make me feel really
good because the tip is very sensitive in sort of the
same way as your little clitty when I was sucking on it
earlier. You enjoyed that, I think?" I smiled and winked
at her, causing her to blush and giggle.
She perked right up at the thought of what she had just
experienced. "I loved it! It was the most amazing
feeling I've ever had! So If I suck on the end of your
cock you'll get the same feeling?"
"Exactly right, sweet girl, and while you're sucking if
you stroke your hand back and forth on my cock you'll
get some more pre-cum to taste. Go ahead and try, you'll
see."
"OK." She started right in with no further coaxing
needed. Tentative at first, she wrapped those sexy full
lips tight around the head of my cock and started
sucking and licking, slowly jacking me and milking all
the pre-cum she could coax out of me. "Mmmm, there's a
lot," she said.
"You're doing great, Sofie, that feels so good!"
I was close to cumming but wanted to prolong it a bit
longer. "Wait, Sofie," I gasped, causing her to stop. "I
have to sit down and relax so I don't fall down. My legs
are getting weak because you are sucking me so well!"
Again she beamed at the praise.
"This is fun and I'm getting to taste a lot of pre-cum.
At first I wasn't sure if I would like it, but now I
really like it!"
"And I really like you sucking me!" I sat down on the
edge of the bed and she took up her position on the
floor in front of me. "Only this time take my balls in
your other hand and tug on them gently at the same time
you jack me off and suck my cock. You should get even
more pre-cum that way. Just be careful not to tug too
hard. Go on, give it a try."
"OK," she said, pulling on my balls, sucking and jacking
me all at once.
"You're doing an amazing job, Sofie." She looked up and
smiled as best she could, my cock head still buried in
her mouth. "Now try to take more of my cock in your
mouth as you slide your head forward and back, jacking
me at the same time. Then you'll be giving me a blow
job. Have you ever heard of that before?"
"Um-mpf," she nodded, her mouth full of cock.
"Well, you're doing it for the first time, and it feels
fantastic!" She took a few seconds to figure out the
rhythm but soon was working out on my cock and balls as
if she'd been doing it for years.
"I'm going to cum very soon, Sofie. You might want to
stop sucking so you can watch me shoot my sperm."
She pulled her sensuous mouth off my cock. "Yeah, I want
to watch you cum, Mr. Avery. What do I do?"
"Just keep jacking me off, Sofie, it's almost here. When
I cum I want you to slow down, but don't stop jacking me
until I finish shooting, no matter what. You'll know
when to stop because my cock will get small and soft."
"OK."
She continued stroking my cock with renewed effort.
"That's good, Sofie, very good, slow down a little,
good, right there. Keep going. Ah! That's it, don't
stop, yes, yes! Here it comes! Oh Yeahhhhhh Sofie!" My
balls erupted like a volcano.
Sofie was so intent on watching that she put herself
right in the line of fire. The first jet of cum flew out
of my cock, caught her on the chin and dropped onto her
chest. Sofie gasped and jerked back, "Hey! Wow!" but to
her credit she did not stop stroking as spurt after
spurt covered her tits and stomach in fresh, hot jizz.
"Cool!" she exclaimed.
She never took her eyes off my cock as each pulse of cum
emerged, the final one flowing out and onto her hand. As
soon as I was finished she let go and sniffed at her
hand. She was watching my face as I slowly relaxed. She
scooped up some of the jizz from her body, raised her
cum-covered hand to her mouth and deliberately licked it
clean. Witnessing such wanton behavior from a 14-year-
old would have normally given me an instant hard-on, but
I was just too spent to respond. That had been the
absolute strongest orgasm I'd ever had.
"Mmm, that tastes good," she concluded. "Next time will
you shoot it in my mouth so I can have it all at once?"
Next time? Hell, yes!!
"I'd like nothing better than to cum in your sweet
mouth, Sofie, any time you like. Just say the word. It
happens to be one of my most favorite ways to have sex."
I took her head in my hands and kissed her, "Sofie,
thank you! That was incredible. Wow, I feel like I'm
floating on air."
"And I really liked sucking on you and sliding your cock
in and out. It felt so nice in my mouth."
A 14-year-old nymphet with an oral fixation. Could this
get any better? I smiled, "Well, then, for sure we'll
have to have some practice sessions so you can learn to
take it all the way in. It might seem a little difficult
at first but I promise you it's possible once you get
used to it, and if you liked sucking my cock this time
you'll really like taking it all the way down your
throat, and for me it's the absolute best feeling. This
is what I meant about doing things for each other that
we both enjoy."
"Yeah, I understand more now than before and I want to
learn everything! What do you wanna do next?" She
started fondling my cock.
I laughed at her youthful enthusiasm, "Hold on there,
Sofie girl. I need some time to recover. It's like I
have a battery inside that needs to be recharged. My
cock and balls have to rest a little while. What do you
say we take a shower together? That's something I bet
you've never done before, and afterwards we can have
some lunch and talk about today. Sound good?"
"Yeah, it does. I'm pretty grungy anyway from all your
cum on my skin," she laughed.
"And I'm pretty grungy from all your pussy juice on my
face!" More laughter. "Let's go!" I jumped up off the
bed and pulled her to her feet. I enjoyed the
tantalizing sight of her perfectly round rump as she led
the way to the bathroom.
Our shower together turned into a slippery, soapy
giggle-fest with lots of tickling and groping and
squeezing of various external body parts. Once we got
the water temperature set to a comfortable level we had
fun washing each other. It gave Sofie the chance to
explore my body more intimately and not feel self-
conscious. I concentrated on playing with her soapy tits
and succulent nipples, and I spent some extra time
washing the crack of her ass to judge her response.
I was encouraged when, without being asked, she
demonstrated that she enjoyed my touch by bending over,
holding her ass cheeks wide and sighing with pleasure
while I washed her. I would definitely be exploring that
with her in the near future. She insisted on washing my
cock and balls for me. Twice. "Just to be sure," she
said with a twinkle in her eye. I got a hard-on again,
which she took delight in fondling and stroking.
I let her spend a few extra minutes kissing and sucking
my cock but I put a stop to it because I wanted to rest
awhile longer and be fresh for more sex after lunch. I
doubted I'd have any trouble getting Sofie to
participate. She had apparently lost most of her little-
girl inhibitions already and seemed ready for whatever I
might initiate.
Combing out the tangles and drying her long hair took me
awhile. I wasn't used to the process but Sofie enjoyed
the attention and the results met with her approval.
When I was finished I was rewarded with some sweet
thank-you kisses from those beautiful lips. Holding her
close felt like the most natural thing in the world. The
fact that we were both naked certainly added to the
pleasure.
When it was time to make lunch Sofie put her new undies
back on and playfully struck a few suggestive poses for
my benefit. She looked so sweet and sexy I could feel my
cock stirring again, but I was wearing some loose-
fitting boxers which helped conceal my condition while I
fixed the food. My job was an easy one since like most
kids everywhere her favorite was PB&Js.
Once the sandwiches, chips and sodas were on the table
we settled down to eat. Sofie was relaxed and happy so I
figured it was a good time to open a dialog about the
morning's activities.
"Today's been pretty exciting for you, wouldn't you say,
Sofie? You've learned a lot of new stuff and you've had
quite a time for yourself."
She looked at me with a very serious expression on her
face. "It's been a day I'll never forget, Mr. Avery,"
Sofie said. "Who would have thought that just a few days
ago we met in the park and now I'm your girlfriend! I'm
the luckiest girl I know!"
"I'm the lucky one, sweetheart," I smiled. "Just when I
thought I'd be alone forever I meet a sweet and
beautiful girl named Sofie who likes me and wants to
spend time with me here in my home, who isn't afraid to
try some new things and who is having fun doing them
with me. So tell me, what have you enjoyed the most so
far?"
"I don't know if I can pick one thing out from the rest.
Everything we've done has been really fun."
"Well, it gives me pleasure to give you pleasure, so I
guess I'd have to say that I really enjoyed sucking on
your clit the most, and making you cum."
Sofie was silent for a minute. At first I thought she
was feeling self-conscious again, but she proved me
wrong. "Yeah, cumming was the best feeling I've ever
had! You know what else I liked? I liked it when you
licked my butt. And then when you stuck your finger in
my butt when I was cumming that was a big surprise. I
never knew that could feel so good! Before you did it I
would not have even thought about doing something like
that. Does that make me weird?"
"No, of course not. Not at all. It's like I said
earlier. In this house we can try anything we like, and
if something feels good no one can tell us no, right?"
she nodded. "I really liked doing that to you. You went
a little crazy and it was very sexy. And now that I know
you like it I definitely want to do it again. Also, I
guess now you understand why I want you to wash yourself
when you first get here. It's so you taste nice and
clean when I do things like that to you." I thought I
detected a slight little flush on her skin, but I think
this time it was from arousal, not embarrassment.
"And you know what else?" she enthused. "When you
pinched my boobs it kinda hurt but felt good at the same
time. I don't know why I liked it, but I did."
"It's because the place in your brain where you feel
pain is the same place where you feel pleasure, and your
brain has trouble telling the difference between them if
you're excited and one feeling is as strong as the
other. Lots of people enjoy a little pain this way."
Then she added, "And I liked it when you were rubbing
and squeezing my pussy, that felt really good, but I was
surprised it didn't hurt when you put your finger inside
me."
"I was a little surprised about that too, Sofie. Tell me
something. Have you started having periods yet? "
"Uh-huh."
And do you use tampons when you have your period?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Did it hurt the first time you used one?"
"Yeah, a lot. And it hurt down there for 3 or 4 days."
"Come on. " I stood up, took her hand and led her back
to the bedroom, continuing the discussion as we walked.
"Do you know what your cherry is? The school word for it
is hymen."
"It's a piece of skin blocking the inside of my pussy,
right?"
"That's exactly right. Well, because you were having
your period you didn't realize it, but I'm pretty sure
you popped your own cherry by using a tampon instead of
a pad in your panties, and because you were having your
period you didn't realize that some of the blood on the
tampon was from your cherry. Do you know what that
means?"
"No, what?"
"That means that technically you're not a virgin
anymore."
"I'm not?" she quietly absorbed that information. "Wow,
I didn't realize that."
"Come here, sweetie." I sat down on the edge of the bed
and pulled Sofie to me and lifted the camisole off over
her head so I could kiss and suck those luscious puffy
titties of hers.
Sofie moaned, held my head to her chest and whispered,
"Suck them really hard." I licked and bit down gently on
her erect succulent nipple. Surprised, she flinched and
groaned with pleasure at the same time. "Ouch! Unh!
Oooh! That feels good! Do it some more!" she yelped.
I continued gently biting, and with my hand I tweaked
the other nipple hard, sending more shudders of sensual
pleasure down through her young body. Her reaction was
another suggestion that she might have a natural
affinity for some mild sexual pain/pleasure.
I reached out to remove my shorts. "Here, let me do
that," she said. Sofie knelt down on the floor between
my legs and pulled down my boxers. She wrapped her
little hands around my cock and rubbed it back and forth
across her face and mouth as it got longer and harder.
"Mmm, dessert," she breathed, "Yummy."
Looking into my eyes she had a very naughty, suggestive
expression on her face as her lips kissed and her tongue
probed the little pee-hole on the tip. "Can I have
some?" she asked provocatively, giving my expanding cock
a nice hard squeeze. It was great that she had so easily
shed her inhibition and was behaving so boldly.
"You can have all you want, sweet girl," I smiled. "In
fact, you can have your first lesson in learning how to
take me all the way into your throat, OK?"
"Yeah! OK, what do I do?" her willingness to participate
was delightful and the erotic sight of her kneeling in
front of me with her hand wrapped around my cock waiting
for instructions was one for the books.
"First you need to understand what happens so you can
control it. If you put something too far down your
throat you have a reaction, something like a strong
cough, called a gag reflex, that protects you from
choking. I'm sure you've experienced that, right?"
She nodded yes. "It sorta feels like I'm gonna throw up,
but I don't."
"Yes, that's the one. So you have to practice how to get
past that spot in your throat without gagging. Go very
slowly, and when you feel yourself start to gag just
stop, relax and try to swallow without removing my cock.
But don't expect to be able to do this right away. It
takes practice to get it right. Eventually your throat
will learn to relax and stop gagging, and you will be
able to slide my cock in and out of your throat without
a problem.
"On top of that you need to learn to breathe so you
don't panic. As my cock moves in and out of your throat
you need to take a breath on the out stroke, when just
the tip of my cock is in your mouth, before it goes back
down your throat. This way you'll never run out of air.
Well, that's pretty much all there is to it. Any
questions?"
"I don't think so."
"OK, then, let's get comfortable on the bed and you can
give it a try. But first let's take off your panties so
I can look at your cute little butt!"
Sofie giggled and pulled off her panties, wiggling her
fine little rump at me. I growled and grabbed at her but
she laughed and jumped out of the way.
"Now get up on the bed. I'm going to lie on my side and
I want you to lie on your side too, and face me." Once
she was in position with her head on a pillow alongside
my cock I continued, "Now take my cock in your mouth and
slowly slide it in and out as far as you can without
feeling like you're going to gag, just to get used to it
again. Very good. Ahh, Sofie, that feels great. Don't
try to take it all in yet, just relax. I'm going to help
by slowly moving my hips back and forth to make it
easier for you to practice."
Sofie was intent on doing what I told her. She was
making good progress, taking the challenge seriously,
much more so than I had expected. She was taking her
time and trying not to gag, stopping as I had instructed
when my cock triggered her gag reflex, swallowing and
attempting to push past the reflex. She gagged a few
times but didn't panic. It felt great to me. I was
content to let her practice as long as she wanted.
I thoroughly enjoyed watching my cock sliding in and out
from between her soft, sexy lips. Every so often my cock
would pull all the way out of her mouth with a soft
'pop', then she'd lick her lips, open up and take it
right back in.
With no prompting Sofie had placed her free hand on my
hip, pushing and pulling, keeping up with the gentle in-
out rhythm I had set. After several minutes of this she
stopped my hip movement, took a deep breath, pushed her
face against my hard cock and swallowed. My cock slid
past the reflex point and all the way down her throat!
This amazing little girl had achieved in just one
session what some grown women never accomplish. Red-
faced, she held it as long as she could then backed all
the way out with an audible gasping intake of air.
"I did it, didn't I? I did it!" she gasped. Her face
gleamed with triumph.
"You sure did, Sofie! Wow, that was fantastic. You
really did it! I'm so proud of you!" I wanted to
reinforce her success and her confidence. "Now do it
over and over again so you can train the muscles in your
throat to remember the feeling, and you won't have to
gag anymore."
"OK," she said eagerly, and went back at it with renewed
energy. For the most part she did fine. A few times she
pushed too hard too fast which caused her to gag, but
she kept practicing until she had mastered it.
Finally she was deep-throating me like a pro and I was
in cock-sucker's heaven. Sofie was obviously enjoying
herself too.
She was sucking out my pre-cum and licking her lips,
moaning and making gurgling sounds deep in her throat
and pushing her face all the way down my shaft until her
nose was pressing hard against my groin. I could
actually see my cock swelling the inside her throat on
the down stroke.
She took hold of my balls and tugged, triggering the
beginning of another orgasm. I could feel the pressure
building fast. "Sofie, I'm going to cum very soon and I
want to cum in your mouth. When I cum I'm going to fuck
your face by pulling on your head, so be prepared for it
to be fast and hard, OK?"
"Mmpff!" That and a nod was her answer.
"OK, you relax now. Just remember to breathe and let me
do all the work." As the pressure built I held her head
and started taking long, slow strokes in her mouth so
she could get used to my controlling the rhythm, going
deeper with each thrust until my cock was all the way
down her throat. "Here it comes, Sofie, get ready!" I
started driving my cock hard and fast in and out of her
mouth.
Her eyes were watering. Her fists opened and closed,
helplessly grabbing at the air. She was only just
managing to remain passive, barely adjusting to the
frenzied, almost violent pounding of my cock down her
throat as I reached the point of no return. I give her
full credit for not panicking.
"Yes! Take it Sofie! Drink my cum! Swallow it all!
Ahhh!" I kept pumping but pulled out of her throat and
slowed down so she wouldn't choke, and shot load after
creamy load into her waiting mouth. Sofie sucked and
swallowed, then sucked and swallowed some more, moaning
with pleasure, savoring the taste of my jizz and
swallowing it all like a hungry kitten suckling at mama
cat's tit, until there was no more to be had. Even
though I was completely drained and soft, the feel of my
cock in her mouth was so nice I wanted to prolong it for
a while.
"Sofie," I said, "that was the best blow job I've ever
had! You are truly amazing. Let's just stay here for a
little while and cuddle. Keep sucking if you want but
don't move. I just want to enjoy this feeling a few
minutes more."
She was exhausted from all the effort she'd just put
forth so I got no argument from her. "OK," she said
sleepily, then closed her eyes and dozed off. I was weak
as a kitten from another huge orgasm so I wasn't far
behind her.
I'm not sure how long we napped, maybe 30 minutes, but
when I awoke Sofie was still asleep and faintly snoring.
So cute. She had just the tip of my cock in her mouth,
occasionally suckling, like a child who sucks her thumb
in her sleep. I lay there quietly for a bit longer just
watching her and marveling at my amazing good fortune.
Having rested I felt refreshed, so I decided to push the
envelope a bit and give her a surprise. I eased very
slowly off the bed so as not to wake her and tip-toed
into my bathroom in search of something special. I had
done my research and was in possession of some
Incredible Edible Strawberry Sex Lube. Not only was it
an extremely good lubricant, it tasted just like
strawberry candy. It came in a squeeze tube with a long,
narrow nozzle for ease of application in tight places.
Sofie was curled up in a ball on the bed, laying on her
side, exposing her beautiful ass and pussy to full view.
This was going to be fun. I quietly lay back down on the
bed behind her. When I was sure she was still sleeping I
put a generous dollop of lube on the end of my index
finger, then carefully applied some more over her butt
hole using the applicator. I wanted to be sure there was
plenty.
Very softly I started rubbing her little rosebud with my
lubed finger, tracing small circles across the surface,
all the while trying to be as stealthy as possible. I
wanted to see just how far I could go before she woke
up. So far she showed no signs of life so I got a little
bolder. I inserted the applicator into her rectum about
an inch, and squeezed more lube inside her.
Once I was satisfied that she was still asleep I re-
lubed my finger and very slowly inserted it into her
asshole up to the first knuckle. She started to stir,
although she wasn't quite awake or aware of what was
going on. That's when I pushed my finger all the way up
inside her and started finger fucking her asshole in
long, slow strokes.
I reached my other hand around to fondle her tits and
tweak her nipples as she finally came back from
Dreamland. Her first conscious reaction was a sudden
reflex to be free of my offending digit, but I held
tight while I fingered her and said, "Welcome back,
Sleepyhead. Did you have a nice nap?"
"Huh? What...what are you doing?" She was obviously
disoriented but when she recognized my voice she calmed
down.
"Shh, just relax and enjoy the feeling. I'm not going to
hurt you. In fact, I know you are going to like this.
What does it feel like to have a finger all the way up
your butt?"
"It...I don't... um... it... it feels pretty good," she
finally conceded. Between my finger in her ass and my
nipple tweaks sending familiar quivers through her body,
Sofie came fully awake. She began to grind her butt into
my finger, trying to increase the new pleasure she was
feeling for the first time. Her eyes were closed and a
self-satisfied smile spread across her face. She licked
her lips in a way that said she was a happy little
kitty. "Mmmm, I like it. That feels really good." she
purred.
I switched from her tits to her pussy, collecting her
juices on my fingers and sliding them back and forth
across her swollen clit. Soon the combined stimulation
had her wriggling her ass and thrusting her pussy every
which way. I clamped my mouth over hers and sucked her
tongue, her muffled moans adding to the excitement I was
feeling at having this sweet little fuck bunny under my
complete control.
My cock was fully erect again and I had every intention
of slipping it in her ass as soon as she was primed and
ready. I flipped her over on her stomach, lifted her
hips and spread her legs apart. I leaned in and licked
her ass, tasting the strawberry lube.
"Yeah! I love that! Lick my butt! Do it again!" Her head
turned to watch me, she reached back and spread her butt
cheeks to give me easy access. I used one hand to rub
her clit some more and alternated between sliding my
finger in her ass and tonguing her pink rosebud. She
waggled her butt back and forth in my face, sighing and
moaning from all the new sensations she was feeling.
"Ooh, so good!"
I even managed to penetrate her ass with my tongue,
giving her more spasms of pleasure. "I love that!" she
yelled again.
Once I was sure she was completely caught up in having
her butt reamed I knew the moment had arrived. I reached
for the lube and applied more to her butt hole and to my
rampant cock.
I inserted my finger back in her hole to help prepare
her. "Sofie, I'm going to fuck you in your butt now. I
need you to stay still while I push in. It's important
that you relax and don't fight it."
"Umm...wait. Is it gonna hurt?" She obviously had some
doubts, showing her first serious hesitation since we
began, but I was not going to be distracted.
"No, of course not, sweetheart. I would never hurt you.
And you've liked everything we've done so far including
this." I slipped my finger back in her ass. "Haven't
you?"
"Unh! Y-yeah... but your cock is bigger than your
finger..." she started to whine.
Without warning I swatted her once across her butt just
hard enough to get her attention. "Oh!" She yelped.
"Sofie, that's enough of that. Stop whining this minute.
You need to trust me and know that I'm not going to hurt
you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir, I'm sorry," she said in a meek voice.
"Good girl," I rubbed her butt affectionately to show I
wasn't mad. "Now calm down and push back against me.
Don't worry, Sofie, it won't hurt if you just relax and
let me in. I promise. Are you ready?"
"Um, OK. Go ahead, I'm ready." I could see her tense up,
just the opposite of what I needed her to do, so once
again I rubbed her butt only this time I also stuck my
thumb into her ass. Because it was a little bigger than
my finger she grunted but didn't cry out.
"Does that hurt?" I asked.
"No, it feels good," she admitted.
"That's my thumb, Sofie, and my cock's not much bigger
around than my thumb," I assured her, even though that
was an exaggeration of the truth. "Now I need you to
relax or we're going to have a problem, OK? Here I go."
I placed the head of my cock against her slick rosebud
and slowly pressed inward. It seemed like forever, but
finally she stretched open enough for my cock to slide
forward until the whole head was inside her.
"OH! You're in!" she yelled. "You feel so big!"
"Does it hurt?"
"N-No-ooh, I just feel stretched tight," she grunted.
"That's to be expected at first but soon that'll go
away. Let's just take a minute for the muscles in your
butt to relax some more before I push in any further,
OK?"
"Um, OK." Besides, what else was she going to say? She
was pinned beneath me. I reached between her legs to
fondle her clit and take her mind off the fact she had a
cock stuffed in her ass. The more I played with her
pussy the more distracted she was, and eventually I slid
further in with just a little resistance. The sight and
sensation of sliding in her tight, willing young ass was
indescribably erotic. It was all I could do to keep
myself from cumming right then and there.
"I'm going to push in more now, Sofie," I warned her.
"Try exhaling and at the same time push back against
me," I suggested. "That should relieve some of the
pressure you're feeling."
"OK, Ungh," grunting, she pushed and sure enough, my
cock slipped in another inch or so. "Hey, that worked!
And it doesn't hurt at all. I just feel full inside."
"That's a good girl! You did what you were told and it
didn't hurt you, just like I promised. Now I'm going to
pull out a little bit then push in the rest of the way.
Are you ready?"
"Yeah, I'm ready now. It feels pretty good, actually.
But can you go slow until I get used to it some more?"
"Of course I can." I backed off then pushed in slowly
until my cock was buried deep in her tight ass. The heat
and pressure generated by the tight fit was fantastic.
"Ahh, that feels so good, Sofie. I'm all the way in your
butt. How does it feel now?" I started slowly moving in
and out.
"Unh, mmn. At first it felt like you would never fit in
me but now when you slide in and out it feels really
gooood" she moaned, "sorta like when you wiggled your
finger in there the first time, only better. And I
understand what you mean about relaxing and letting the
muscles stretch. Can you go a little faster now?" I did.
"Ah, ooh, that's good!" She was finally getting into the
rhythm of my cock pumping in and out of her ass, backing
up to meet my forward thrusts. The sight of my cock
entering her teen ass was as good as it gets, and
knowing she was beginning to enjoy it made it even
better.
I pulled out and stood up. "Sofie, I want to change
positions. Turn over on your back and wrap your legs
over your head like we did earlier, OK? I'm going to use
some more lube to make it even easier to slide in and
out of your ass." Once she got into position I pulled
her ass to the edge of the bed, inserted the lube
applicator, squeezed more lube into her ass and put more
on my cock.
When I was in position I pushed my cock back in her hole
and started pumping away. "Oh, Sofie, your tight butt
feels fantastic!" Her eyes were glazed over from the
intense stimulus of being vigorously reamed for the
first time. I reached down and started massaging her
clit with one hand and squeezing her tits with the
other. The onslaught to her senses was taking her
quickly over the edge.
"It's feeling really good now, REALLY GOOD! Oh, yeah,
fuck my ass. Fuck it hard! Omigod! Yes! Do it to me!
Squeeze my tits! Rub my clit! Yes! Oh! I feel like I
have to pee!"
"You don't have to pee, you're getting ready to cum. I'm
gonna fuck you hard until you cum with my cock in your
ass. Cum for me Sofie, You're gonna cum with my cock in
your butt. Feel my cock pound in and out. Feel me rub
your clit." I could feel my own sensations building.
"Yeah! I'm cumming too, Sofie, I'm cumming and fucking
your beautiful little ass! Yeahhhh!"
"I'm cumming!" she gasped. "Omigod, you're filling me
up! Now I can feel your cock pumping way deep inside me.
Fuck me! Harder! Oh, yeah!"
The jizz poured out of my cock and into Sofie's
stretched-out butt hole. I kept pounding her and
grinding my fingers into her clit, and she kept cumming
and cumming while I slid my cock in and out until she
begged for me to stop.
"I can't take any more. Please, Mr. Avery! I need to
stop!" She pleaded.
I was completely drained so I was happy to oblige. My
cock slipped out of her ass, glistening with cum and
lube. My whole body felt like rubber. I helped release
her legs from behind her head and we lay together on our
sides, spooning, me with my arms wrapped around her,
holding Sofie close as her breathing returned to normal.
We cuddled like that for a while, talking about how good
we felt, then Sofie turned over and nuzzled her face in
my chest hair.
"Mr. Avery, I'm sorry I started to freak out when you
said you were going to put your cock in my butt. I
should have trusted you. Once I finally did relax I
realized there was nothing to be worried about and it
was incredible and I loved the way it felt, but at first
I was scared even though you promised never to hurt me
on purpose. You were right to spank me to get me to stop
whining. Are you mad at me?"
The contrition in her voice gave me an idea, a way to
tap more deeply into her undeveloped submissive nature.
I had to play this carefully but I was pretty sure she'd
respond well and prove me right.
"No, I'm not mad at you, Sofie." There was instant
relief on her face but it was short-lived. "I'm not mad,
but I'm very disappointed. You didn't trust me. It makes
me sad to think that maybe I can't trust you in return.
I need to know that when you're here in my home you will
keep the agreements we make. Outside rules don't apply
here, but the agreements we make are like rules. Call
them House Rules. They are important to the way we share
our time together. I need my girlfriend to understand
that it's important to obey me. I'm beginning to wonder
if you can do that or if I've made a mistake with you."
Before Sofie could respond I sat up with my back to her,
hoping she'd understand this to mean I was not happy.
Knowing she was watching me and that she was trying to
wrap her mind around what I'd said, I kept silent and
waited. I was curious to see what she would be willing
to do to placate me.
It didn't take long for Sofie to get off the bed and
stand in front of me, trying to think of what to say to
make it right again between us. She was showing the
willingness to make amends and stood looking to me for
guidance. I let her stand there and worry while I
figured out what to say next.
"Did I make a mistake with you, Sofie? Are you ready to
be my girlfriend and to obey the rules we set up?" I was
giving her what she wanted, a way to fix things between
us. She just didn't know yet what it was I had in mind.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Avery! I'm so sorry I didn't trust you and
I'll do anything you say from now on. I promise I won't
argue or whine if you give me another chance," she was
tense with emotion.
"Here's what I'm thinking, Sofie. I can't really blame
you for being nervous the first time you try something
new, that wouldn't be fair." A ray of hope appeared in
her eyes. "But you need to remember that I will never
hurt you or make you do something you don't want to do.
When I tell you to do something it's because I know
you'll like it, so I accept your apology and your
promise not to whine or argue, and let's just forget it
ever happened."
"Yes! Thank you so much!" Sofie's naked body landed in
my lap. Kisses rained down on my face from her sweet
lips.
I stopped her mid-kiss. "Wait, Sofie, there's more. From
now on I think there should be consequences. If you
disobey me or disappoint me in any way I will spank you,
and I mean really spank you, not just a quick swat on
your butt. If I choose to punish you this way you will
not question me, argue, complain or pout. You will
gladly accept what I decide is the correct punishment
for your behavior, and you will thank me for reminding
you to behave. I have to warn you, I spank hard. And
sometimes I might even want to spank you just as a way
for me to remind you that in all things I am the Master
in this house. You will either accept these conditions
here and now or you will get dressed and leave. But if
you walk out that door we will never see each other
again. What is your decision?"
The look in Sofie's beautiful green eyes was complex.
First there was uncertainty as my words began to sink
in. Second, comprehension dawned as the importance of
her decision hit home. Third, she displayed acceptance
and surrender.
That's what I was looking for. What I didn't expect is
what came next... gratitude. I had just given Sofie the
ultimatum to defer to me in all things. She realized
that by placing these conditions on her continued
participation I was giving her another chance to stay
and a way to redeem herself in my eyes. As I'd hoped,
her latent submissiveness had begun to surface.
"Oh, Mr. Avery!" her sweet voice took on an adorable air
of formality. "I accept your conditions and I promise to
be a good girl. I will accept any punishment or
discipline you decide I need. If you want to spank me
just to remind me that you are the Master I will not
argue or complain. All I know is that I want to be here
with you no matter what." Sofie knelt on the floor in
front of me, put her hands on my knees and asked, "Can I
still be your girlfriend?"
I reached out and pulled her to me for a kiss. "Of
course you're my girlfriend! There's no one else I'd
rather have here with me but you. There's one last
thing, though. I want to make sure you understand the
importance of following the House Rules."
"I do, I really do," she declared.
"I'm going to make sure you don't forget. Lay across my
legs on your stomach."
Considering what we'd just been through I wasn't
surprised when she obediently did what she was told,
placing herself on my lap, butt-side up. I caressed her
soft rump and rubbed her butt hole, which was slightly
inflamed from the hard ass-fucking she had just endured.
I spent a few minutes caressing her body, getting her to
relax while enjoying my new-found control over her.
Once she was settled and quiet I suddenly spanked her
ass hard and fast to the accompaniment of her cries of
anguish and surprise. She tried to block my hand. I held
her arms out of the way and gave her 20 good whacks, at
the end of which her butt was beet-red and she was
sobbing. I turned her over and pulled her into my arms,
where she continued to cry while I comforted her and
fondled her sweet tits. Soon she was calm enough to
speak.
"Thank you, Mr. Avery, for helping me remember to obey
the rules."
Yes! "You're welcome, Sofie. I'm glad we understand each
other. And I have a new rule for you right now. After we
fuck you are to clean my cock with your mouth."
She looked up at me for a moment, smiled and then said,
"I think I'm gonna like that rule!" and dropped back
down on the floor, took my cock in her hand and started
licking and sucking me with renewed enthusiasm. "Mmmm,
you taste like strawberries and cream!"
I let her continue until she had thoroughly cleaned all
traces of her ass-fucking off my cock, and of course by
the time she finished I was rock-hard again. I was
surprised by my powers of recovery. I reclined back
against the headboard. "Now, Sofie, come up here and sit
on my lap. Face me with your legs on either side of me.
She stood up immediately and straddled my body. I
massaged her tits and tweaked her nipples and we kissed
and fondled for awhile until her pussy was nice and wet.
"Now scoot forward until your pussy is against my cock."
She eagerly did as she was told. "Good girl. Now rub
your pussy up and down on it." I held her body close to
mine, her head on my shoulder, her tits pressing into my
chest as her hips gyrated. The heat and friction from
her movement was turning us both on. Sofie was smiling
blissfully.
I kissed her. "You feel so good! Lift up off my legs for
a second." When she did I reached down and rubbed the
head of my cock into her juices to make sure I was well-
lubed then held it steady just beneath her pussy. "OK,
Sofie, slowly and carefully lower yourself back down
onto my lap." Her eyes got big when she realized what
was about to happen.
After her spanking she knew better than to disobey me,
although surely her every instinct was to delay the
inevitable. I had cleverly manipulated her into this and
I was about to enjoy my status as her first fuck, with
the added pleasure of watching her face as she impaled
herself on my waiting dick.
"Now, Sofie," I said firmly. Then, more kindly, "It's
OK, it won't hurt. Trust me."
"OK. I trust you," but her voice and her face said, "You
better be right! "
Sofie tentatively lowered herself until my cock pushed
at the entrance to her pussy. "That's it," I encouraged,
"you're doing fine. Just a little bit lower."
As my cock started to enter her, Sofie's expression
began to change from fear to cautious acceptance to
surprise as she realized there was no pain. "Oh! I'm
doing it!" With one last push she lowered herself the
whole way down. The relief on her face was obvious. "It
feels good!"
"See? What did I tell you? Move up and down like you
were before. That's it, we're fucking now. I think
you'll enjoy it. I know I will," I winked.
"Mmm, oh! Yes! I can feel you all the way inside me. I
really do like it! Your cock feels really good in my
pussy." I held on to her while she worked out a rhythm,
riding me and bouncing up an down on my lap with her
head thrown back and her eyes closed as she lost herself
in another new experience.
"Mmm, Sofie, your pussy is nice and tight around my
cock. You feel great. Now let's try a different
position." I had her get up off my lap and I guided her
back down to her hands and knees on the edge of the bed.
"Spread your legs wide, Sofie." When she did I slid my
cock in her from behind, doggie-style.
"Oh, god that feels good! You're in me so deep!" she
groaned.
I held on to her hips and rammed my hard cock in and
out of her slick pussy. "Play with yourself, Sofie," I
directed. "Rub your clit while I fuck you. See if you
can make yourself cum for me".
"Unh, unh, unh," she grunted with each of my thrusts.
"O-K." She reached her hand underneath her body and
started in on her clit. I continued pounding her pussy,
enjoying the slapping sound of our bodies colliding on
each stroke. Sofie's hand on her clit picked up speed as
she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.
She was moaning and crying out in passion. This was
going to be my fourth orgasm of the day so it was taking
me a bit longer than usual, which was just fine. I was
loving all the different sensations and all the sounds
of passion she made and the sight of my cock sliding in
and out of her young pussy. Sofie was almost there. Her
moans were getting louder and her hand was moving
frantically on her clit.
"AH! AH! Yeah! I'm cumming! I'm gonna
cum...right...now!" She yelled out.
"Yes! Cum for me Sofie!" I commanded. At that precise
moment I slid my finger into her ass, intensified my
assault on her pussy and sent her into another frenzy of
orgasmic contractions.
Loose in the throes of carnal ecstasy Sofie cried out,
"Ohhhh, Yessss! FUCK MEEEE!"
And fuck her I did, hard and fast. Soon I could feel the
familiar tingling sensation building in my cock. I was
closing in on my own fast-approaching orgasm. I quickly
pulled out of her pussy and flipped her over on her back
on the bed, lifted her legs over my shoulders,
reinserted my cock into her wetness and resumed ramming
her sweet pussy. I lay over her, pulling her tiny body
up close to mine and tightly wrapped my arms around her,
completely pinning her beneath me with her arms at her
sides, her knees to her chest and her feet dangling
loose over her head.
She was startled at first but was in no position to say
or do anything but try to breathe and take the pounding
I gave her. "Oh, Sofie, your pussy feels so good! Fuck!
Yeah! Ungh!" I towered over her as I pistoned my cock
into her tight little box. She smiled up at me with an
expression of complete and total surrender on her sweet,
young face.
I came long and hard, although I don't think there was
much left in me after such an energetic day. After I
finished I released Sofie and rolled onto my back to
catch my breath and enjoy the afterglow. Almost
immediately I felt her wet, soft mouth on my cock,
licking and cleaning me. I smiled. She was mine, body
and soul.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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