Author: Serum114

Title: Chastity Abandoned

Codes: Mg 1st cons inc anal oral preteen rom

Email: SerumStories@gmail.com

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Steve is a shy high school senior. After catching his 12 year old cousin in an awkward position, his fear of perpetual virginity goes out the window.

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NOTE: I’d love to hear any thoughts you may about the story. Pro or Con.

—>I stepped through my front door and dropped my backpack on the foyer. My mom worked from home, so I was slightly surprised to see her car gone when I walked up to the house. I went into the kitchen to grab something to eat before starting my homework. A piece of torn notebook paper on the dining table caught my eye. I picked it up and read it as I opened the refrigerator. My mom and her sister had gone shopping, and the note said not to expect her back until about 6:30. I smiled. Since I’d have the house to myself for a few hours, I decided to put off finishing my calculus homework and spend an hour or so jerking off without the fear of interruption. A cute little freshman in my final period Spanish class had my cock aching. She had a mouthful of braces, tight little butt, and small budding breasts. Just the kind of innocent little Lolita I craved.

—>I was initially embarrassed to be the sole senior in a class dominated by freshman. My high school required that all students take a year of foreign language, and I had put it off the first three years. My schedule was filled with every math, science and, computer class the school offered. After a couple weeks however, I started to like it.

—>I’m a very shy nerd and completely awkward around girls. As one of the only seniors in any of their classes, many of the freshman girls seem to look up to me. I liked that. It may be sad, but it’s the truth.

—>I grabbed a can of coke and went to my room. Five minutes later, I’m naked from the waist down watching Chastity Lynn, in a schoolgirl outfit, take a massive cock up her ass. Alone in the house, I had my bedroom door open and my headphones off. The orgasmic moans of the blonde porn star came unmuffled from my speakers. I was nearing orgasm much quicker than I’d have liked, so I stopped the video and took a few drinks of my coke.

—>I had started another video, a scene with flat chested Amai Liu, when the phone began to ring. I contemplated letting it go to voicemail, but decided against it. My six and a half inch cock erect and free, I hurried to the phone. The caller ID revealed the call to be from my Aunt Bianca’s house. I picked it up.

—>”Hello?” I said, hoping to be able to get back to jerking off as soon as possible.

—>”Hi, Steve.” It was my twelve-year-old cousin, Alicia.

—>”Hi. How are you?” I asked, not caring. It’s not as if I didn’t love my cousin. I did. However, with an aching erection, I didn’t really feel like making small talk.

—>”Um,” she paused, “I’m having some trouble with my math homework.” Alicia and I have very similar personalities. I knew she hated to feel like a nuisance, so on the rare occasion when she asked me for help, I knew she really needed it.

—>”Do you want to come by?” I asked, disappointed. “I’m just watching T.V.”

—>”Are you sure? I don’t want to bother you.”

—>”No, it’s fine. Come on over.”

—>”Thank you. I’ll be there in a minute. Bye.” She hung up.

—>My Aunt Bianca, Uncle Joseph, and Alicia lived only a couple houses down. So, she wasn’t exaggerating with the one minute remark. I hurried back to my room and put my pants back on. My erection crushed painfully in my jeans, I went to the living room and turned on The Science Channel. Less than a minute later, I saw Alicia walk up to the house and heard a weak tapping on the front door.

—>”Come in.” I said loudly.

—>The door opened slowly and my young cousin entered. She stood about 4‘9”, and had straight brown hair a few inches past her shoulders. She wore a pink and green striped polo shirt and dark skinny jeans. My erection having dissipated, I rose from the couch as she kicked her sandals off. She smiled at me, a textbook and notebook held against her chest. “Hi.” I said smiling back.

—>”Hi.” She followed me into the kitchen and placed her book on the table. I went to the fridge and grabbed two more cans of coke.

—>”Thank you.” She said, as I placed the cold can in front of her. We sat down and she opened her “Pre-Algebra” book. For the next forty-five minutes, I explained to her how to graph simple linear equations. She sighed and closed her book after she finished the last graph. I went to my backpack and brought it to the table as she swallowed the last of her coke.

—>”You want to see what you’ll be doing in high school?” I asked my cousin, flopping my tome of a textbook onto the table. Her eyes widened when I flipped to the section on multi-dimensional vector integration. She scanned the page’s bizarre symbols.

—>”You understand all that?” She said with shocked eyes.

—>I turned the book back toward me. “Most of it. It’s not really as confusing as it looks.”

—>She nodded, not quite believing me. She scooted her chair back and rose from the table. “Thank you for helping me.” She said with a sweet, appreciative smile that displayed the pink bands on her braces.

—>”They match your shirt.” I said.

—>She looked confused for a second before smiling. “Oh, yeah, I got them changed a couple days ago.” She stood for a few moments before speaking again. “Is it okay if I watch T.V. here for a little while?”

—>”That’s fine.” She smiled. “I’ve got a bit of homework to do, but help yourself to anything in the fridge.”

—>”Okay, thank you.” I watched her as she rummaged through the refrigerator. She was a very cute kid, and I had recently begun to notice her developing body. From the side, I could see her small, walnut sized breasts tenting her tight top. She squatted in front of the fridge, causing her shirt to ride up her back. I saw the frilly upper band of her cotton panties and forced myself to look away. My cousin left the kitchen, and a minute later, I heard the laugh of SpongeBob come from the living room.

—>After half an hour of focusing on my calculus homework, the phone rang. I started to rise when I heard Alicia call from the living room.

—>”I got it.” She scampered down the hall toward the ring.

—>I worked through the next two problems in about ten minutes. After a few minutes of struggling on the last problem, I put down my pencil, deciding to finish it during lunch tomorrow. I closed my book, grabbed another coke, and went into the living room to watch T.V. with Alicia.

—>She wasn’t there.

—>It took a few seconds, but when the realization hit me, it hit me hard. My stomach turned and my heart pounded. I’d left the phone by my computer, and I was almost positive I’d left the porn paused on the screen. My twelve-year-old cousin would have certainly seen it. I kept cursing myself for being so stupid as I considered what to do. She must have left the house, embarrassed and upset.

—>I walked back toward my room in a panicked daze. Should I go over and apologize to her? Should I act as though it never happened? Should I-

—>I froze. Alicia hadn’t left.

—>She was sitting at my computer watching a video. She must not have noticed me because she didn’t react. The video wasn’t the one I had been watching when she called earlier. She must have seen the open folder with my collection of porn. I recognized the one that played almost instantly. It was a clip from a film called “American Anal Sluts” and it starred Jennifer White and Kiera King. My young cousin stared at the image of an immense cock sliding into Kiera King’s asshole while Jennifer White alternated between sucking the man’s balls and eating the other porn star’s sopping cunt.

—>Alicia’s shoulders shook rapidly as her wide eyes stayed glued to the scene. I could hear her breathing hard.

—>”A…Alicia.” I said. She didn’t react. I cleared my throat, and said her name a bit louder. “Alicia.”

—>She jumped and her hand shot to the mouse. After a second of fumbling, she closed the video and turned. Her eyes were wide and her jaw hung slack. “I…I…I…” She stammered before jumping up and running past me. The button and zipper of her jeans were undone, but it wasn’t until after I heard the front door slam that I realized she’d been masturbating. The thought made me weak in the knees.

—>I walked back to the kitchen and saw her math book and homework still on the table. I felt so embarrassed for her. I could think of nothing more mortifying than being caught masturbating. Especially in someone else’s house. I decided I needed to go talk to her, so I grabbed her book and homework and headed to her house.

—>I knocked a few times on the front door. There was no answer, so I decided to let myself in. I closed the door behind me and heard a sob coming from upstairs. “Alicia? It’s Steve. I need to talk to you.” There was no response. The whimpers continued as I walked up the stairs toward my cousin’s room. “Alicia? Please, I don’t want you to be upset.”

—>”Go away!” She cried. “Please!” When I got to her door, I paused and took a few breaths.

—>”Alicia.” I knocked. “I’m coming in. I want to talk to you.” I pushed open her door and saw her crying on her bed. She rolled over to face the wall.

—>”Please leave me alone.” She begged quietly.

—>I walked to the foot of her bed and placed my hand on the bedpost. My mouth went dry as I struggled with what to say. “I know you’re embarrassed.” She crossed her arms over her face. “I just want you to know you shouldn’t be.”

—>”I’m sorry.” She said, barely whispering.

—>”Don’t be sorry.” I said, hoping to sound reassuring. “There is nothing to feel sorry for.” Her cries stopped after a minute, and I sat on the foot of her bed. “My mom walked in on me once. I was about your age. This was before I had my own computer. She told me she wasn’t going to be home until dinnertime, so I got on the computer in my mom and dad’s room.” I wiped my mouth, unsure if I should tell her the story. “Well…when I, you know…masturbate, I like to pull my pants and underwear all the way off. I was at her computer, about to…finish, when I heard a gasp from behind me. I spun the chair around, and saw my mom staring at me. I panicked and jumped to my feet. When I started to run, I tripped over my underwear and fell into a full length mirror.” Alicia had lowered her arms. “Just then, the woman on the video started saying things like ‘call me mommy’ and ‘fuck your mommy’, and stuff like that.” I thought I heard a chuckle. “I couldn’t look at my mom for months.” I turned my head toward Alicia. She still faced the wall, but there was a smile on her face. Her shoulders shook slightly. “You can laugh, I’m over it now.”

—>She wiped away some residual tears. “That’s not true.” She said. “You just made that up.”

—>I shook my head. “I swear to god, it’s all true.”

—>She turned her shoulders toward me and looked me in the eye with an accusatory squint.

—>I raised my hands to god. “I swear.”

—>She starting laughing and sat up. “Did you get hurt?” She crossed her legs and rested her hands in her lap.

—>”No. I didn’t break the glass. I just banged my head on it.” She smiled, but still had trouble making eye contact. I stood up. “I’m going to go now, okay.” She nodded. “Try not to feel so embarrassed. It’s really not a big deal.” She sighed. “You understand?” She nodded again. “I put your math book on the table downstairs. I’ll see you later.” I started walking out of the room.

—>”Steve.” She stopped me. I turned back toward her. “Thank you.” She said with a soft smile.

—>I smiled back. “Don’t worry about it.” I left the room and went back home.

—>I was lying in bed that night, trying to fall asleep. The image of my twelve-year-old cousin masturbating permeated my mind. After a while, I started to realize the thought turned me on. I remembered the urges I had as I watched her at the refrigerator. Her small, puffy breasts and pretty cotton panties had aroused me. It may have been slight, but it was undeniable. I grabbed my cock and remembered the afternoon. As I stroked myself, I imagined it playing out differently. I pictured her, upon realizing she’d been discovered, pulling down her pants and panties, granting me ownership of her precious virginity. I fantasized about the two of us watching my collection of videos, trying everything we saw.

—>My orgasm was quick and substantial. I cleaned myself off and waited for the guilt and shame to overtake me. The guilt and shame that always came after masturbating to child porn or a particularly violent rape scene, anything I’d find deplorable when not aroused.

—>The shame never came.

—>It was that Saturday, when my Aunt Bianca invited my parents and me, along with some neighbors, over for the seasonal opening of their pool. Alicia initially seemed a bit uncomfortable around me, as we sat on the deck eating grilled chicken and burgers. She eventually seemed to relax, and we played horseshoes while her dad tried to fix the “son-of-a-bitch filter”. We were sweating in the sun for a couple hours before he finally got it working.

—>”Finally,” he said exasperatedly, “I got the son-of-a-bitch to work.” Everyone clapped for him mockingly, and he rolled his eyes.

—>”I’m going to put my suit on.” Alicia told me. “Don’t get in without me.” She dashed off into the house and returned a few minutes later in a red and white bikini with boy short bottoms.

—>”I need to use the restroom.” I told her. “You can go ahead and get in.”

—>”No, I’ll wait. Just hurry up.” I went into the house, and went to the restroom. As I was about the leave and head to the pool, I noticed the dirty clothes hamper. On the very top were Alicia’s khaki shorts. A pair of white panties with small blue flowers was still inside. I stared at the underwear for a few seconds. When I felt my cock twitch, I checked the door’s lock and reached into the hamper. I lifted the panties and marveled at their warmth. Sweat saturated them like a marathon runner’s headband. I placed the dripping panties to my nose and sniffed. They stunk so beautifully. I exhaled with a quiver as extreme arousal flooded my body. My cock stiffened fully as the musky stench of her sweaty pussy and asshole coated my nose and throat. I pulled down my shorts and began stroking myself.

—>I came, inhaling deeply through the soiled cloth that had covered her asshole. Several mammoth spurts landed in the sink and I braced myself on the marble countertop. I took several more deep sniffs before tossing them back in the hamper. Again, I waited for a sense of shame to grow inside me. It never came. I washed the cum down the drain, pulled my trunks back up, and went to the pool.

—>”Took you long enough.” Alicia said with affected annoyance.

—>I smiled. “Must have been the chicken.” She frowned in mild disgust. “Come on. Let’s get in.”

—>We spent the rest of the afternoon swimming, enjoying each other’s company.

—>It was the next Friday and another note greeted me on the table. A client of my dad’s had given him tickets to the opera. I continued reading, hoping I wasn’t expected to go. When I read that my parents were inviting Bianca’s parents, I felt relieved. There was twenty dollars on the table for pizza. A post script asked me to invite Alicia over. I went to the phone and called her house.

—>My cousin excitedly accepted my invite. About twenty minutes later, I was sitting on the couch when I saw her walk up to the door. She knocked and I invited her in with a shout. “Hi, Steve.” She said, closing the door behind her. A very large backpack dwarfed her tiny frame.

—>”Hi.” I answered back. Alicia dropped her bag and hopped onto my dad’s leather recliner.

—>”So you didn’t want to go to the opera?” I asked her as she crossed her legs and rested her hands on her outstretched knees. She smirked.

—>”Yeah. That sounds real fun.” She turned her head to the TV and I noticed her white panties were visible up the leg of her shorts. I looked away. The two of us watched TV for a minute, before she spoke again. “You wanna watch a movie?”

—>”Which one?” She got off the chair, went to her bag, and pulled something out.

—>”I got this for my birthday.” She handed me the Blu-Ray collection of the eight Harry Potter films. “You wanna watch um?”

—>”Sure.” I said, trying not to let my excitement show too much. “Pop the first one in.”

—>My cousin smiled and pulled the first movie out.

—>It was 6:30 when the end credits started rolling on the first film. “I’m going to order some pizza.” I told Alicia as she pressed the eject button on the PS3. “What do you like?”

—>She looked back over her shoulder and shrugged. “Whatever you want is fine.” She loaded “The Chamber of Secrets”, and got to her feet. “I’m going to put more comfortable clothes on.” She grabbed her bag and walked to the bathroom. As I was hanging up the phone, she emerged from the bathroom wearing a very tight pink tank top and blue shorts small enough to seem superfluous. She put her other clothes into her bag, and sat nearer to me, on the end of the couch. “What did you order?” She asked me as I tried not to ogle her.

—>”Um…” I cleared my throat, “bacon, onion, and mushrooms. Does that sound okay?”

—>”Sounds good. Let’s start the next one.”

—>About twenty-five minutes later, I heard a door slam in the driveway. I paused the movie, and walked to the kitchen to get the cash. Alicia followed me. “I’ll get some plates.” She said as I walked toward the knocking front door. When I returned, she was stretching to reach the plates. I stood behind her watching for a second. As she struggled, she bent slightly over the counter, causing her shorts to hike up. The pale flesh of her lower left ass cheek emerged as she stretched.

—>I swallowed hard and placed the box down. “Here, let me.”

—>It was almost 10:00pm when the next movie ended. About three-quarters of the way through, Alicia had stretched out on the couch. Her shoulders were against the armrest, and her feet pointed toward me. She had her knees parted slightly and I both thanked and cursed the room’s darkness for hiding her exposed mound. She sat up as the end credits started.

—>”Steve?” Alicia spoke quietly.

—>”Yeah?” I said, switching the TV to cable.

—>”Um…” She seemed very nervous. “You know that video I was watching on your computer?”

—>I placed the remote down and turned my head toward her. She had her head down, and was nervously fiddling with the frill on one of the couch pillows. “Yeah. What about it?”

—>”Do you think…I could,” she paused for a few seconds, “could I have a copy?” Her eyes met mine for a second, before darting back to her fingers.

—>”Uhhh…” I couldn’t speak. “I…I don’t know if I should.”

—>”Why?” She asked with a surge of boldness. “You said there’s nothing wrong with it.”

—>”I know. But still,” my mind juggled a few responses, “your parents would kill me.”

—>”They won’t find out, I promise.” I was silent for a few seconds. “Even if they found it, they wouldn’t know it came from you. And I’d never tell them.” She got to her knees and sat on her feet. “Please. I promise no one will find out.”

—>I thought for an illusory eternity as my twelve-year-old cousin’s gaze bored a hole in my head. People say that girls mature faster than boys do, and I was even younger than she is when I saw my first porno. It didn’t hurt me. I couldn’t think of any reason, other than our parent’s disapproval, to deny her request. My shoulders slumped. “Okay,” she smiled and bounced on her knees, “but you need to make sure your parents never find it.”

—>Alicia got to her feet and hurried to her bag. She rummaged through it for a second before pulling out a thumb drive. I rose from the couch and followed her back to my room. She sat at my computer, her feet unable to reach the floor, and slipped the thumb drive in. I directed her to my porn folder and she copied the video.

—>”There’s still thirteen free gigabytes. Can I copy a few more?” She gave me a pleading smile. I nodded and she turned back to the screen with an excited grin. She kicked her feet back and forth, as she read some titles. “Anal Fanatic, Anal Slaves, Buttsex Nymphos, um,” she turned toward me, “you really like… butt stuff, don’t you?”

—>I stared at floor and felt my face going red. “I don’t know.” I shrugged my shoulders. “I guess.” She turned back to the screen and I listened to the clicking of the mouse. After a minute, I heard some music playing and I looked back up. The title Flat and Fucked came across the screen and the video cut to a very petite, flat chested brunette getting fucked. Alicia watched through the intro, and when she saw another small woman sucking a massive cock, she closed the video and copied it to the thumb drive. She fidgeted in her seat as she continued exploring a folder I’d labeled “petite” and copied several more clips.

—>She finally closed the folder, and rested her hands on her lap. Without looking at me, she spoke. “So, some guys actually like…smaller girls?”

—>I shrugged. “Yeah, I guess. I do.” I answered. It was obvious that Alicia was self-conscious about her body. Her mother had very small breasts, and even though she was only twelve, my cousin’s chest was small for her age.

—>”Not the boys in my class. They’re all obsessed with Debbie.” She grabbed the side of the desk and swiveled the chair toward me. I forced myself to look her in the eye. There was sadness in them. “She’s been wearing a bra for almost two years. None of the boys will even talk to me.”

—>I felt like the uncomfortable dad in every sitcom ever made. That is, if said dad had ever jerked off sniffing his vulnerable daughter’s soiled panties. I started speaking, with no idea of what I was going to say. “Look, you’re really cute. Boys your age don’t really know what they like yet. All they really know is that they like boobs, and that she has them. They are like moths flocking to the brightest light they can see.” Alicia tilted her head, probably wondering where I was going. I wondered the same thing, but I continued anyway. “There was a girl in my class. By sixth grade, her boobs were already huge, like,” I struggled for an analogy, “like cantaloupes. By the time she got to high school, they were twice as big. Sure, all the guys flocked to her at first, but by sophomore year the novelty wore off.” I sighed. “What I’m trying to say is, is that youre a very cute girl, and that the guys will come around.”

—>She stared at me for a second before turning back to the computer. “You sound like my mom.” She began imitating her mother’s voice. “You’re so beautiful Alicia. Don’t let them get you down.” She rolled her eyes. “I don’t believe any of it.”

—>”I never believe my mom when she says stuff like that about me, either. But, listen, she really is telling the truth. You are really hot.” I gasped, I hoped inaudibly, and corrected myself. “Cute, pretty. You’re really pretty.” My mouth went dry, and I prayed she hadn’t heard.

—>She did.

—>My cousin stiffened in the chair. Her eyes went wide, and she turned her head toward me. I forced myself to look into her eyes, trying to keep my cool. She squinted slightly and tilted her head. “You think I’m…hot? Like…sexy hot?”

—>I started stammering. “Uh, um, well, you know, I would if you…weren’t my cousin.” I could feel my face burning with humiliation.

—>She smiled with the left corner of her mouth. “Well, I think you’re kind of hot too.” She chuckled.

—>I felt like I was going to be sick. My masturbatory fantasy of a week ago was close to coming true, and all I could think about was vomiting.

—>Alicia turned her chair back toward me. She spoke with trembling nervousness. “I’ve had a crush on you since I was eight years old. How long have you thought I was hot?” Her voice sounded completely sincere, but I feared she was toying with me.

—>”I…I don’t know. Maybe a year or so.” I started to stand, but an erection kept me seated. “I think maybe we should go back to the living room.”

—>”Why?” She asked, quietly.

—>”This isn’t…you’re making me uncomfortable.”

—>Her eyes fell to the floor. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” She sighed.

—>”It’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have said that.”

—>”Did you mean it though?” She asked sternly. “Was it the truth?”

—>I exhaled deeply, wishing that my mother had forced me to go to the opera with her. “Yes. I meant it, but-“

—>”But what? You should have lied to me? I’m too young to know the truth? Too young to know how I feel?” Her volume raised and she spoke passionately. “I love you Steve. I’m…in love with you. I don’t know why you have to deny it.”

—>”I’m not denying it.” I said, inching toward the inevitable. “We just can’t do anything about it.”

—>Alicia rose from the chair and walked toward me. “Why not?” She asked, placing her hand on my arm. “Don’t you want to?”

—>”Yes, of course.” I answered. “But…”

—>My cousin stepped closer. “Please Steve.”

—>I looked up at her face. There was a desire in her eyes that I’d never seen before. It instantly destroyed any resistance that I had left. I took her left hand into mine. It shook like a leaf. I couldn’t tell if the trembling came from her, me, or both of us.

—>I gave up. “Okay.”

—>I spread my legs slightly, and guided her to sit on my right thigh. Her feet barely reached the floor between my legs. She draped her left arm over my shoulder. I could feel her petite body quivering as I placed my right hand on her waist and my other on her knobby, left knee. The knot in my stomach tightened even further as I kissed her left shoulder. Her warm breath brushed my cheek as she turned her head toward mine. I raised my lips to hers and we kissed. Our lips dance slowly, delicately with each other. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and entangled it with hers. Her body tensed briefly, but she quickly relaxed and her tongue accepted mine.

—> I pulled my mouth away and her breath caught in her chest. She rested her forehead against mine, and took my left hand into her right. With delicate fingers, she guided my hand up her silky thigh. She let go, scarcely an inch from the chaste warmth between her legs. I pulled back. With almost no force, I ran the tips of my fingernails down her thigh. She moaned and bit her lower lip. I continued the gentle caress, and as my fingers got closer and closer her left arm wrapped tighter around my neck. A faint panting came from her lips when I rested my hand on her crotch.

—>She instinctively started to close her legs, but parted them half a moment later. I moved my mouth to her left ear and whispered. All I could manage to say was, “Are you sure?” She licked her lips and a tiny wheeze escaped. I felt her nod, and slipped my fingers up the right leg of her shorts.

—>Her wetness was remarkable. I ran my fingers up and down her hot, dripping lips. Very soft, downy traces of pubic hair passed through my eager fingers. Her body twitched as my index finger brushed her swelling clitoris. “I’m sorry.” I whispered.

—>She spoke between deep, shaky breaths. “That’s…okay. It felt…good.” I ran my middle finger up her slit and felt her juices pooling in my palm. “Stick the tip…inside.”

—>”Are you sure?” I asked again.

—>She nodded. “Please.” I pressed my lips against her neck and slipped the tip of my middle finger inside of her. She moaned. I fingered her very shallowly for a few minutes and eased my right hand under the bottom of her shirt. My shaking hand moved up her tight, smooth stomach getting ever closer to her tiny, budding breasts. She whimpered. “Deeper.” I pushed another inch of my left middle finger inside of her, as my right glided across her right nipple. Her breast was so small, and the puffy nipple was as soft as cotton.

—>I gently fingered her up to my second knuckle and traced the boundary of her right nipple. Her head dropped to my shoulder and she wrapped her right arm around me. She began to breathe more heavily and she squeezed me tighter. With extreme tenderness, I brushed my thumb against her clit. She moaned gutturally. “God…keep going.” A similar, but stronger reaction occurred when I pressed a bit harder against her tender button.

—>I put my lips to her ear and whispered. “Do you want me to make you come?” I started to give her clit a swirling massage.

—>”Please.” She said, stretching the word for a couple seconds. “It feels so good.” I kissed her ear and worked down her neck as her orgasm built. She started taking rapid, shallow breaths. With each wheeze, her small chest forced her nipple against my fingers. I gave her clit a series of faster and harder rubs.

—>She stopped breathing. Her legs clinched tightly around my left hand and she squeezed my neck. My arm shook as she bucked into my hand. For what seemed like several seconds, the room was silent, apart from the faint squeaks of my bed and the moist squishing of my hand against her crotch.

—>Finally, she took a breath. A deep, gasping gulp of air filled her lungs and was expelled with a series of violent grunts. Several spasms jolted her body and her thighs released their grip on my hand. I pulled my finger from her pussy and wrapped both arms around her as she started to go limp. She held me tightly as an uncontrollable release of emotion burst from her. Sobbing morphed into laughing which just as quickly shifted back to crying. She eventually settled on a soft chuckle. I held her for a few minutes as her euphoria passed.

—>She took a few deep, calming breaths and released her grip on my neck. As she sat up, still on my knee, she wiped tears from her bloodshot eyes.

—>”Are you okay?” I asked, placing my left hand on her knee and my right on her shoulder.

—>Alicia sniffled. “Yeah.” She said with exasperation. “That was…” She cleared away more tears with the back of her hands. “It doesn’t usually feel like that. You know, when I do it myself.”

—>”Did it feel go-“

—>She jumped down from my knee and wrapped her arms back around me. “That was awesome!” She said, squeezing me tightly. “Thank you so much!”

—>I laughed. “You’re welcome, Alicia. I’m happy you liked it.”

—>She let go of me, and flopped on the bed next to me. Her feet hung over the edge and her arms stretched over her head. “Wow!” She said repeatedly, her breathing settling back to the normal pace.

—>I placed my hands on my thighs to stand up, and noticed an enormous wet patch on my right thigh. After standing, I felt my erection pressing against my pants. I walked to my computer chair and sat down.

—>Alicia’s shoulders rose from the bed, her arms stretched behind her. She leaned on her palms. “Do you want me to…give you a…blowjob?”

—>Of course, I wanted her to give me a blowjob. There were few things I wanted more, but it was out of the question. I had to stop this. “I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”

—>”Why not?”

—>”Well, for one, our parents could be home any minute. Do you have any idea of how pissed they would be. Your dad would probably kill me.”

—>”But don’t you want me to?”

—>”No,” I lied, “I don’t want you to.”

—>She looked at my crotch. “If you don’t want to, why do you have a boner?” She gave me a knowing look.

—>”Okay, I want you to, but it’s still wrong. You’re too young.”

—>”But not too young to finger fuck?” She smiled slyly.

—>”That was…a mistake.”

—>She rolled her eyes, and flopped back onto the bed. “It didn’t feel like a mistake to me.”

—>I turned my chair back toward the computer, frustrated. I browsed 4chan as my cousin lay on my bed, residual juices probably dripping onto my blanket. After about five minutes, the phone rang. I glanced at the clock on my screen, 11:45pm, and walked to the phone. I was still rock hard, I bent over slightly so my cock head wouldn’t grind against my pants. The Caller ID showed my mom’s cell phone number. I picked it up. “Hello?”

—>”Hello Stevie.” My mom said, her speech slurred. “How you doin’ honey?”

—>”I’m okay. What’s going on?”

—>”There’s been a chance of…” She laughed loudly. I pulled the receiver from my ear. “Not a chance of plans, a CHANGE of plans.” She laughed again. “We’ve had a bit too much wine, so we’re gonna check into a hotel tonight.”

—>”Aunt Bianca and Uncle Joe too?”

—>”That’s right. Alicia should stay at our house tonight. Okay?”

—>”Can’t you take a cab, or something?” I asked, as a final act of resistance against Alicia’s come on.

—>”Nah, me and your dad are gonna get a room with a Jacuzzi. Maybe we’ll even-“

—>”Okay.” I cut her off, not wanting to hear any details. “I’ll tell Alicia.”

—>”See ya tomorrow Stevie. Good night.”

—>”Okay, good night.” I hung up the phone with a strange mixture of terror and excitement.

—>”Tell me what?” Alicia said from behind me.

—>I turned around. She was standing about ten feet away from me, a damp patch still evident on her shorts. I sighed. “Our parents won’t be back until tomorrow. Your mom and dad want you to stay here tonight.”

—>She gave me a coy smile. “Okay.” Her eyes drifted to my bulging crotch and I knew I’d never be able to resist. She looked at me as if she was waiting for me to say something.

—>I finally gave up. “If we’re going to do this,” she bounced on her toes in excitement, “I need to know this is what you really want to do.”

—>”It is. I promise.” She grinned like an excited child on Christmas morning and ran back to my room. “Come on!” She called, not looking back.

—>When I walked into my room, she was kneeling on the foot of my bed, bouncing on her knees. I walked up to her and started to unbutton my jeans.

—>”No.” She stopped me. “Let me do it.” I stepped closer and her thin fingers struggled for a few seconds. After undoing the button, she pulled down the zipper, licking her lips the entire time. She reached her thumbs under the waist and tugged them to my knees. I pulled them the rest of the way down and stepped out of them. Her eyes widened at the swelling in my blue boxer shorts. She wiped her mouth and took a handful of them in each hand.

—>The air was cool on my wet cock. The past hour of constant arousal coated it in a layer of pre-cum, and it glistened in the light. Alicia stared at it for several seconds. A look of shock evolved into wild excitement. “Should I get on the bed?” I asked her.

—>She nodded. “O…okay.”

—>I stepped out of the boxers and got onto my back on the bed. My heart was pounding alarmingly fast as my twelve-year-old cousin positioned herself between my legs. I placed three pillows under my head to ensure a good view.

—>Alicia wiped her mouth again before reaching for my cock. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, pulling her hand back an inch, but she continued. Her hand felt beautifully warm against my sensitive skin. My average sized dick seemed massive in her small, delicate hands. She squeezed her fist around the head and brought it down over the full length.

—>I immediately knew I would not last long. My arousal had been too intense for too long. She gave it a few more strokes, before moving her face toward the purple head. “Have you ever done this before?” I asked.

—>She looked up at me, her pretty brown eyes making me uncomfortable. “No, but I’ve seen videos.” I nod and her focus turned back to the sweaty, pre-cum coated dick inches from her face. She pursed her saliva-slicked lips and kissed the head of my cock. I breathed deeply, surprised at the pleasure. Her tongue emerged and she licked.

—>”It’s salty.” She said, and gave it another, more extensive lick.

—>”If you don’t like it, you can stop.” I told her, hoping, praying for her to continue.

—>She looked up at me. “I said I want to do this.” She spread her lips and encased the head of my cock. I felt her tongue swirl around and she tightened her lips. She started to pull back and there was a popping sound as my head escaped her lips, breaking the vacuum. “Can I play with your balls?” She asked before easing my cock back into her mouth.

—>I answered her with an affirmative grunt, and felt her take one of my testicles into each hand. She played with them gently, rolling them between her fingers. Her hair fell in front of her face, and I reached over to brush it away. Her stuffed mouth hinted at a smile, and she began bobbing her head.

—>At this point, and closed my eyes and rested my head against the pillow. I listened to the wet slurping and breathing as I let my young cousin bring me closer to orgasm. After a few minutes, she had managed to get a couple inches into her and I was struggling to hold back. Shortly after she gave my left testicle a little taste, I realized I couldn’t hesitate anymore.

—>”I’m….gonna come!” I moaned, as the muscles in my thighs tightened up. Alicia didn’t do what I expected, and take her mouth away. She kept my head in her mouth and continued bobbing her head. “I’m…gonna come!” I repeated, afraid she didn’t hear me. She was looking up at me when the first wave of the eruption occurred. She closed her eyes like a little child eating broccoli and allowed my salty cum to fill her mouth.

—>I reached up and gave my cock a few strokes and the last drops of cum landed between her bulging cheeks. She finally pulled head back and some cum streamed from her lips. With her eyes clinched, she forced my seed down her throat. I felt sweat beading on my forehead and I closed my eyes, expecting Alicia to crawl up next to me. While catching my breath, I heard a wet slapping sound. I opened my eyes again and looked down my body. Alicia was sitting on her knees and had her hand down her shorts. She was masturbating with concentrated fury. I watched her shaking body as my cock deflated.

—>She finally came after a few minutes. The intensity of her orgasm seemed far from the one I had given her. That made me feel good. After the orgasm passed, she collapsed on top of me. She crawled over me and lay at my side, her head resting in my right shoulder. The pungent odor of my semen was still heavy on her breath.

—>I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer. “I didn’t expect you to swallow it.”

—>She lay motionless for a few seconds before shrugging. “It wasn’t too bad.”

—>I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, Alicia was nudging me. “Steve. Steve.” She said.

—>My eyes popped open, and I had another erection. “What is it?”

—>She got to her knees next to me and placed her hand on my chest. A timid look came to her face, but I couldn’t tell if it was genuine or a ploy. “Will you…lick me?”

—>”Lick your what?” I ask, jestingly.

—>”You know, my…pussy.” She smiled at me through her teeth, like a sixteen year old asking her dad to borrow the car.

—>I realized there was no going back now, so I might as well do whatever will make her happy. “I’d love to.” I answered her with a smile and a hand on her thigh. “But first, I want to see all of you.” She nodded and jumped off the bed like an expert gymnast. I sat up and scooted to the foot of the bed. “Come here.” I told her and she moved in front of me. Her pink tank top was tight against her body and her blue shorts were saturated with the remains of two orgasms. I reached forward, took the bottom of her shorts, and pulled them down.

—>She had very thin, but dark patches of pubic hair on the fat lips of her outer labia. The entire region gleamed before my impatient eyes. I placed my hand on her waist and turned her around. Her ass was stunning, flawlessly smooth and still fleshy with some baby fat. I placed a hand on each cheek, and massaged the round globes. Her ass parted, giving me a glimpse of the cutest little asshole I’d ever seen. It was hairless, bright pink, and wet with her arousal. I leaned forward and kissed her right cheek. She laughed, and I turned her back around. With a wide smile and anticipatory eyes, she pulled her top off.

—>As stunning as her butt was, her chest was even more so. Her tiny breasts scarcely implied femininity, and her brown nipples were puffy and broad. Her shirt fell to the floor and I grabbed her waist. I stood up, turned her back to the bed and gave her a playful push. Alicia giggled as her naked body flopped onto my bed. I fell to my knees and pulled her toward me. My cousin spread her legs as far as she could and the heady aroma of her aroused cunt filled the air. I took several deep breaths through my nose before getting to work.

—>I started by kissing her up and down her smooth thighs. Her breathing quickened as my mouth neared her pubescent pussy. I batted away her impatient hands as they drifted toward her engorged clit. She shuttered when my lips finally made contact with her plump labia. I ran my tongue across each salty lip. Her pubic hair was soft, and velvety smooth. I grabbed each of her legs and slung them over my shoulder. Her wetness increased when I started sliding the tip of my tongue up her crease, careful to stop before the clitoris. I continued for a few minutes before Alicia crossed her ankles behind my shoulders and heaved her drenched pussy into my face.

—>I gave her what she required. The tip of my tongue dug into her clit, and she screamed. It sounded painful, but she grabbed a fistful of my hair and jammed her cunt even harder against my face. I continued massaging her sensitive nub until she froze and went silent. For several seconds, she didn’t breathe. Small twitches in her thighs were the only signs of life in her tiny, tight body.

—>She went limp and gasped. “God!” She growled, letting the orgasm take her. I continued to taste her, until a hand on my head signaled me to stop. A strand of her lube and my saliva stretched from my lips as I pulled my face from her engorged pussy. I kissed her mound and worked up her abdomen. Her stomach was unbelievably taut. I slipped my tongue across her tiny bellybutton and continued my wet trail toward her young buds. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as I kissed her left nipple. She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck. I moved my lips to hers and we kissed with an uncontained passion.

—>The head of my cock dug against her thigh as I filled her mouth with the taste of her own cunt. She was the first to break the kiss, and she pressed her lips to my ear as I kissed her bare shoulder.

—>”I…” she whispered, “I…want you to put it inside me.” My mind immediately rejected the request.

—>”No, I can’t.” I told her, my lips moving to her neck.

—>”I want you to.” She insisted. “I need to know how it feels…how you…feel inside me.”

—>I kissed her neck harder and let more of my weight rest on her. My slick penis moved up her thigh and laid flat between my stomach and her sleek body.

—>”Please.” She begged.

—>I pulled my face away and looked into her eyes. They were wide and pleading, like those of a starving Oliver Twist. “Okay.” I said as I leaned in to continue our kiss. Our tongues entwined for a minute, before I rolled off her.

—>I’d had a box of condoms in my dresser for a year and a half. It was still unopened. I walked across my room and took the box from my drawer. I opened it and took one out.

—>”Take your shirt off.” Alicia told me, as I reached the bed. She was sitting cross-legged, with her fingers between her legs. I placed the wrapped condom between my lips and pulled my shirt off. Alicia smiled, biting her lower lip and staring at my chest.

—>I got on the bed and lay on my back. “It will be best if you’re on top.” I told her placing my hand on her back. “You’ll be able to control how much goes in.” She nodded and ran her fingers up my stomach to my hairy chest. Her fingers parted and the rough bristles passed between them. I opened the condom and rolled it over my cock. She got to her knees and straddled my waist. My cock slid up the crack of her ass, before resting against the small of her back. She placed her hands on my chest and awkwardly rubbed my underdeveloped pecks. “Are you wet enough?” I asked.

—>Alicia nodded. “Yeah. I’m still really wet.” A drip on my abdomen revealed the truth of her assertion.

—>”Okay. I want you to go as slow as you need to. And, please, stop whenever you want.” She nodded at me and smiled nervously. Using my stomach for support, she got to her feet and squatted over my waist. I reached between my legs, and grabbed the base of my cock. “I’ll hold it steady, while you ease yourself onto it.”

—>”O…okay.” She pressed her chin into her chest and looked at my glistening head. With quiet concentration, she lowered her cunt against it. The first couple tries were mere glancing blows, my cock sliding over her ass and then up her hairless mound. Finally, I felt the tip begin to pass inside her. She stopped with half the head between her lips. “It’s going inside now.” She exhaled deeply, and applied a bit more weight. The rest of my head passed through her moist lips, and I released my grip. Her fat labia enfolded my cock like fully risen dough around a baker’s finger. I placed my hand over hers as she winced. Millimeter by millimeter, my cock penetrated further, stretching her hymen closer to its breaking point. “Oww. Ouch.” She said through her clenched teeth.

—>”Are you okay? You can stop if you want.”

—>She shook her head. “No, no. I want to keep going.” She took the next inch suddenly, grunting as she did. I felt something give inside her, and my young cousin inhaled deeply. “Ouch, ouch, ouch.” She repeated. “It stings.” I pulled my cock from her, and saw a streak of blood flowing down my latex wrapped member. “No, don’t.” She said. “I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

—>She reached between her legs and moved my cock back to her entrance. It entered her with much less difficulty and no pain evident on her face. She managed to get about three and a half inches inside her before pulling back. With care not to let my cock out of her, she rested her flat chest against mine and put her knees on the bed. She slowly lifted and dropped her hips, each time bidding her precious virginity a fond farewell. I kissed the top of her head as she pressed her face into my chest. I reached around her and ran my fingers up and down her back, summoning goose bumps in their wake.

—>”You feel so good.” I whispered and my left hand passed over her ass.

—>Alicia said nothing, as her rhythmic rocking continued.

—>I slid my finger down the crack of her ass. The tips brushed against the tightness of her puckered anus. I massage the pink hole with soft circles.

—>Alicia spoke, but I couldn’t hear what she said. She spoke louder. “Put it in.” Her voice was labored. “Put…your finger…in…my butt.” Her request instantly brought me nearer to orgasm. I ran my finger down and lubricated it with the wetness of her broken cherry. Kissing her head, I pressed my finger against her tight anus. The tension broke and it slid inside. My cousin inhaled deeply and her pace quickened. I pressed my middle finger deeper into her ass, savoring the tightness of her preteen rectum.

—>I could tell I was only going to last a few seconds. Alicia continued fucking me with unwavering passion. “I’m gonna come.” I moaned, causing her pace to quicken. My testicles clenched and I struggled to hold back. The resistance lasted only seconds and I erupted into the condom. Alicia didn’t stop and I gritted through pain for several seconds. I could finally take no more and pulled out of her.

—>”No!” She cried. “I’m really close.” I pulled my finger from her ass and moved her to her back. The cum flooded condom hung from my cock as I knelt in front of her. My tongue collided with her clit and I sucked, the metallic taste of her blood overwhelming my taste buds. Within seconds, the twelve-year-old was devastated with her third orgasm of the night.

—>After it passed, I lay next to her. With my arm around her shoulder and her small hand massaging my spent testicles, we slept. It was the soundest sleep I’d ever had, dreamless and seeming to pass in an instant.

—>When I awoke, the sun shone brightly through the window. I turned my head to see Alicia at my computer, her legs tucked under her body as a video played on the screen. My clock read 10:12am. There were still a few hours before my parents got home.

—>I stretched and yawned. “How long have you been awake?” I asked my nude cousin.

—>She shrugged. “About a half hour.” I rubbed my eyes and the volume increased from my speakers. Moaning and the wet sound of an enthusiastic tongue filled the room.

—>”Your ass tastes so good, baby.” A sultry female voice said.

—>Another woman giggled and replied. “Thank you, honey. I can’t fucking wait to taste yours.” I closed my eyes and listened to moans, giggles, and embellished dirty talk. My cock hardened and after a few minutes, Alicia stopped the video. I heard the chair squeak, and I opened my eyes. My twelve-year-old cousin looked at me.

—>”You have a lot of videos like that, don’t you? A lot of videos of girls getting their…buttholes licked.”

—>”Yeah, I guess I do.”

—>”You don’t think that’s gross?” She asked.

—>I rolled to my side, my penis pointed at her like a divining rod. “Do you think it’s gross?”

—>She turned her head to the screen. The video was paused on a close up of a woman’s tongue buried into another woman’s asshole. “I don’t know.” She said slowly. “But I bet it feels really good.” It was obvious she wanted to ask me to do it to her. I contemplated teasing the question out of her, but time was short.

—>”I’ll do it for you, if you want me to.”

—>Her head turned toward me, excitedly. “Really?”

—>I nodded.

—>”Only if you really want to.”

—>I smiled. “I want to. Why do you think I have those videos?” I sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. “Come here. We don’t have much time.” She got to her feet, walked over to me, and stood between my legs. I placed my arms around her waist and kissed her stomach. As I stood, I kissed up her chest, neck, and finally settled on her lips. I guided her to the bed, and instructed her to get on all fours. I reached down and ran my hand up her inner thigh while pressing on her shoulder. “Put your face down and stick your butt up.” She obliged, and I took a step back. Even without spreading her cheeks, her little pink asshole was clearly visible. I gave my cock a few strokes before kneeling behind her.

—>The smell of an asshole is an interesting thing. Consider the harsh flavor of horseradish. On a piece of roast beef, it’s wonderful. Smeared on a chocolate chip cookie, it’s revolting. Context is everything. The beauty of my cousin’s delicate body, and her unembarrassed display of her most private of parts, made the stench fiercely sexual.

—>I pressed my lips against her right cheek and kissed. My tongue licked ever closer to its target, causing Alicia’s breathing to quicken. When I reached her crevice, I ran my tongue through it, tasting her sweat and smelling her intimate odor. I placed a hand on each of her cheeks and spread them apart. Her rim of her anus parted slightly, revealing the even more vividly pink inside. I pressed my tongue against her taint and licked upward. The predominate taste was sweat with a hint leftover lubrication from the night before. I took several more licks before finally dipping the tip of my tongue in.

—>Alicia laughed a ticklish laugh as if I had run my fingers along the soles of her feet. My tongue went deeper, and she leaned her ass against my face signaling that it wasn’t deep enough. I started running the tips of my fingers across her slit, and felt it begin to moisten. My tongue flicked and penetrated her butthole while my fingers dampened against her pussy.

—>After she seemed completely aroused, I eased a finger into her tight cunt. She began to moan and my finger slowly thrust in and out of her. “Put…it in.” Alicia moaned. “Put it in…my butt.” I took several more deep licks of her pungent asshole, before leaning back. My finger slipped from her pussy, and I pressed it against her shiny, pink asshole.

—>I started to insert it into her.

—>She let loose a few pleasing moans as I worked my finger into a steady, penetrating rhythm. Her hole loosened up and I was able to get my entire finger in with little resistance. “Another.” She moaned again. “Put two in.” I pulled my index finger out and reentered her with my middle finger added. Again, I worked the hole for a few minutes stretching it even further. I began rotating my wrist with each plunge.

—>She asked for a third.

—>Her moans intensified as her sphincter extended around my fingers. I began stroking myself, my arousal having become painful.

—>”Put your penis in.” She whispered.

—>”No…” I said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

—>”Put it in.” She moaned.

—>I shook my head. I wanted nothing more, but she was too small. “No. I-“

—>She shouted into my blanket. “Put it…in…my fucking ass!” Her passion startled me.

—>”O…okay.” I pulled my fingers from her and stood up. “I…need some lube.”

—>”Hurry!” She begged. I thought for a second, before running to the bathroom. I grabbed a jar of Vaseline from the cabinet and had my fingers in the jelly by the time I returned. Alicia’s right hand had moved to her crotch and she masturbated feverishly. I scooped out a massive glob from the jar and stood behind her. I smeared half on my throbbing cock and the other half into and around her winking butthole. “Hurry!” My cousin cried again.

—>I guided the tip of my cock against her hole and applied pressure. She screamed as my head disappeared inside. I waited for her spasmodic anus to calm before continuing. A half an inch more and she screamed again. “Keep going! Please don’t stop!” Her hand started moving even faster over her cunt. I felt splashes against my thighs. I entered her with another inch. And another. And another.

—>She was crying when my full length was inside of her. “Keep going!”

—>I started to pull out, very, very slowly. My exit was almost as slow as my entrance. Before my head slipped from her tight anus, I restarted the plunge. After a few minutes of stretching, I was able to start to thrust. My speed increased as Alicia started to relax and her bowels began to loosen.

—>I was sliding in and out about once a second when Alicia began to come. She clenched her body and squeezed my cock almost painfully tight. I felt my orgasm rising and Alicia screamed. “God!” The room seemed to shake and I allowed myself to come. With three slow thrusts, I drained myself of every drop of semen.

—>I stood behind Alicia as she laughed and cried into my blanket, her butt clinching and loosening around my sensitive cock. After about twenty seconds, she calmed down, and exhaled strongly. “That…was awesome.” She said, my cock still filling her ass. “I think…I can feel your cum…in my butt.”

—>I placed my hands on her hips. “I’m going to pull out now. Okay Alicia?” She nodded. “Keep your butt clinched or it might leak out. Okay?”

—>”Okay.” She answered. As I began to pull myself from her, she began to squeeze tightly. When my deflating head passed her anus, she closed it securely.

—>”Come on.” I said, tapping her outer thigh. Let’s take a shower.

—>She walked in front of me, waddling with tightly clenched cheeks. I stepped into the shower while she sat on the toilet and expelled my semen. She flushed, grimacing into the toilet, and joined me in the steaming, cleansing shower.

—>I washed her body from head to toe. The lather flowed into and cleansed all the nooks and crannies of her petite body. She returned the favor by soaping up my cock and balls, cleaning them better than I ever had.

—>When we finished, I dried off every inch of her flesh and told her to get dressed. After I dried myself, I went to my room. The scent of sex, dirty, anal sex to be specific, still filled the room. I put some clothes on and went to the bathroom for some air freshener. A few heavy sprays masked the evidence and I went to the living room.

—>Alicia was wearing jeans and a green top. She sat cross-legged in front of the TV and placed “The Prisoner of Azkaban” into the PS3.

—>