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2003-10-08
Trisha was in my fourth period Home Economics class and a member of the Junior High Softball team. She stood about five-five and was a perky, little twelve-year-old with a devilish smile that she readily used to get her own way. She had used it on me numerous times, getting out of being scolded for not doing her homework, or talking in class, or chewing gum. “Hey, kiddo, what’s the hurry? You know you’re not supposed to be in the halls after hours, and you’re not supposed to be running inside the school. ”“Sorry, FT. ” FT was a nickname that some of the kids used for me. It was a rather sweet moniker that stood for Favorite Teacher. “I just missed the last bus, and my mom’s gonna kill me for being late again. ”Typical teacher, I replied, “Well, you’re old enough to start doing a better job of being on time. ”“I know. I know. But mom’s gonna be pissed, and she said if I was late one more time from practice, that she’d make me quit the team… and we gotta a game tomorrow… and if I don’t play, the girls will probably lose… and they’ll blame me… and they’ll be pissed off and they’ll be shitting all over me, and…”I interrupted her growing tirade. “Hey, hey. Come on, Trish. I know you’re upset, but that’s no way to talk. ”“Sorry, FT.
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”“It’s okay. Look, I need to do a couple of quick things in my classroom. When I’m finished, I’ll give you a lift home. Your house is on the way. ”“Wow. Thanks, FT. You’re really cool. ”I smiled. Although I was thirty years older than these kids were, it was still nice to be called cool. “S’okay. Pick up your stuff and let’s get going. ” We headed down the hall to my room. Getting to the door, I realized that I no longer had my keys. I started searching through my pockets, mumbling “Where the hell are my keys?”Trisha flashed that smile of hers, and in a singsong voice said, “You know you’re not supposed to talk like that. ” I just shook my head.
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“You got me. Now, where are my keys?”“Right here. ” She turned the doorknob. “But the door’s not locked. See?” Her face lit up again, and in the same singsong voice, she taunted, “You know you’re not supposed to leave the door unlocked”. “That’s enough, young lady. Now, give me a minute or two, and we can get going. ”I walked over to my desk, shuffled through the lesson plans, making sure that things were in order for the next day. As I was going through the papers on my desk, I watched Trisha wandering around the room. She was twirling my keys in her fingers, and fidgeting like any junior high kid that is made to wait. She wore a silky pair of gym shorts that, even on her small frame, were too tight. I could see the faintest outline of her panties as they curved around her young buttocks. I felt a familiar twitch in my crotch, and a wave of guilt gripped me. This was a kid!She wandered up next to me and began doodling on the blackboard. Like a lot of the sixth and seventh grade girls, she was scribbling out flowers and a fairly decent attempt at Snoopy.
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Each time she reached up with the chalk, her short T-shirt would rise up, revealing her tight little belly. Her shorts rode low on her hips, and I could see a couple of inches of skin below her belly button. The barest hint of the elastic waistband of her panties encircled her, and I was mesmerized. Trisha was thin and lithe, with the body of a budding young athlete. Her long legs tapered down from the two perfect half-moons of her butt, which kept flexing as she rocked from one foot to the other. As she reached up to fill in Snoopy’s ears, I could make out the small mounds of her pubescent breasts, and I found myself wondering what it would be like to slide my hands under that T-shirt and to explore her forbidden fruits. The fantasies were coming fast, and unbeknownst to me, my cock was now standing at full attention, creating the telltale tent. Through my reverie I realized that Trisha was no longer drawing on the board, but instead was standing there with her trademark grin. Her eyes were fixed on my crotch. “So, you ready FT?” Dry mouth had set in, and I managed nothing more than a croak of assent. “Well, come on old dude, let’s get going!”“Who you calling an old dude?”“Who do you think, FT? You’re getting so old, you couldn’t even remember where your keys were!” She laughed out loud, and danced my keys on the end of her fingers. “If you want’em, they’re right here. ” Trisha quickly pulled her hand back and danced away from me. I began to imagine some rather interesting possibilities, but we were in school and she was underage. Besides, as horny as I was, I wasn’t sure if I was reading too much into Trisha’s playful antics.
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“Look, kid, I’m not going to chase you all around the room. Give me my keys, and let’s get going. ”“You’re too old to catch me. You’re too old to catch me. ” Again with the singsong voice. I tried to ignore the unpleasant mixture of fear and shame I was experiencing over lusting for a preteen student. A stiff prick having no conscience, I decided that I was ready to throw caution to the wind and to see just how far I could go. At the same time, I still didn’t want to get caught. I slid my hand down and rested it on my hard-on. “Look, I’m not going to chase you around the room and take the chance that the principal might walk in. After all, what would that look like?”“He’s not going to walk in. ” She turned and closed the door, pressed the lock and flipped off the lights. “See? The door’s locked, and the lights are out. He’ll think you’ve gone home. ”I smiled at her.
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“You’re a clever little girl. ” She giggled, then tried to put a mock pout on her face. “Who you calling a little girl, old dude?”“You!” I reached out and caught her arm. We tussled back and forth a little, but with my strength, she knew she wasn’t going anywhere. A plan was beginning to shape in my mind. “But if we’re gonna fool around and wrestle for the keys, I think we’d better get some ground rules down. Okay?”“Like what?”I stood and pulled her a little closer. “Well…” I paused. This might just work. “Is it going to be okay if we brush against each other? I mean, I can’t really try and get the keys away from you without touching you, and maybe even rubbing up against you. ” “That’s okay. ”I needed to push this a little further. “You sure you’re not going to mind? I mean, I am your teacher. ”“So?”“Well, what if while we’re fooling around, we come in contact like this?” I spun her around, and pulled her back against me. “Is that going to be okay?” “I don’t care.
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”“Well, what if it’s a little closer than that?” I began to press my groin against the soft, silky gym shorts covering her firm little ass. My chin was in contact with the back of head and I caught the lightest scent of some kind of perfume. The feeling was electric, and I felt my dick throb. I knew she had to feel my cock, and I waited to see if she would react. She just stood there with her arms at her sides. Realizing that I had better make sure that I hadn’t gone too far, I slid my hands down to her waist and lightly dug my fingers into the hollows of her tiny hips. I pressed her more firmly against me and began the slowest of gyrations, rubbing my dick against her firm, twelve-year-old butt. I realized that she wasn’t wearing cotton panties, but rather some kind of nice, silky feeling things. The feeling was glorious. “Is it okay if our bodies touch like this?”I thought I felt the barest hint of a tremble. With a fleeting pang of fear, I loosened my grip. As I began to pull away, she seemed to arch her back just slightly, maintaining contact with my cock. With an exasperated sigh that only kids that age can manage, she quipped, “I said I didn’t care. ” Returning my hands to her hips, I splayed my fingers out, rubbing her gym shorts in tiny circles with my fingertips. Gently grinding my hips in the same motion, I spoke up again.
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“Okay. What if when I’m reaching for the keys in your hands, I accidentally brush against your breast?” As I was asking this, I slid my right hand up across her stomach, quickly pressing my palm against her left breast before bringing it to rest on her shoulder. I was now holding her close, and I again drew in her scent through my open mouth. I felt my breath quivering. “What about that?”“It’s okay. ”Emboldened, I slid my left arm under hers and gently cupped both breasts in my hands. I was momentarily surprised at how firm they felt. Ever so slightly squeezing these delightful symbols of her future womanhood, I continued with my plan. “You don’t mind if I touch you like this?” I tried to sound incredulous. She barely whispered her reply. “No. ”A pang of fear! Continuing my soft massage of her breasts through her T shirt and bra, I asked, “No, you don’t mind? Or, no, you don’t want me to?”There was no hesitation in her reply. Each word was firm and clear. “No, I don’t mind!” I began to let my hands wander over her torso, being quite purposeful in letting my breath be audible as I inhaled and exhaled. Beyond the sound of my husky breathing, I let the silence linger a bit.
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As I was fondling her over her clothing, I decided to be more direct. “Okay, Trish. What if my hand slipped under your shirt?” “That’d be okay. ”“You mean, it would be okay if I touched you like this?” I slid both hands up under her T and traced my fingertips over her bra, searching for her nipples. “Yeah. ”“Or even like this?” I drew my fingers along the lower seam of her bra, and finding the barest hint of a valley between her firm young tits, I slid my hands under her bra and gently kneaded the tiny swells of flesh. “That’s okay, too. ”I withdrew my hands and backed away. Trisha slowly turned around and I could see a look of confusion on her face. She seemed slightly flushed, and there was a typical teenage look of “what-have-I-done-wrong?” on her face. I smiled, and reached out and traced the line of her cheek with the back of my fingers. I glanced behind me and was relieved to see my desk chair. “This old dude has got to sit. ” The concerned look on her face evaporated into a grin and her delicious eyes sparkled. I plopped my ass down and reached out for her.
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With my hands on her hips, I guided her between my open thighs. “Well, Trish…” I held her eyes with mine as I slid both hands along her young spine and into the waistband of her shorts. Never taking my eyes off hers, I pressed my fingers down across her panty-covered buttocks, letting my knuckles snag her gym shorts. As I pressed my hands lower and lower, my knuckles slid her shorts down in the rear. “…if, by accident, I were to pull your shorts down…” I drew my hands around to the front of her gym shorts and slowly widened the elastic and eased her shorts down over her hips, letting them rest just above her knees. “…so that your panties were exposed. Would you mind, then?” She took her eyes off mine and looked down at the floor.
She gave the merest of shrugs and shook her head back and forth. I reached around to the back of her thighs, and slipping my fingers into her inner thighs, I gently drew my fingers up. I sought out the silky folds of fabric that stretched under her ass and over the hidden hollow of her anus. Slowly slipping my fingers between her legs, I lightly rubbed against the crotch of her panties, and to my utter delight, discovered they were damp. I drew her closer, and inhaled. I leaned my head forward until my nose brushed against her bare belly. I hovered there, drinking in the scent of her pubescence. My hands were trembling.
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I looked up at her. Her eyes were half-closed. “Sweetie, if I told you that I didn’t really want wrestle with you, and that I didn’t really care about the keys, but that I wanted to keep touching you. That I really wanted to kiss you all over, and maybe have you touch me, what would you say?”“I’d feel kinda funny. ”Maybe I’d pushed too far. “Why’s that?” Was there a limit to what I could get away with? Was she beginning to feel afraid? Was everything going to spin out of my control, ending in nasty headlines about a sick-o teacher? Time to do some reassuring! I slid my hands down to the backs of her knees, letting them rest in her bunched up gym shorts. Careful not to move my hands any further, and using my warmest, most-concerned friend voice, I continued. “It’s okay, Hon… you know you can talk to me. I’d like to think we’re pretty close, you and me. ” I paused, looking at her tender young face with her small, full lips that held such hidden promise. “I’d like to think that you trust me. ”“It’s not that, FT. I think you’re wicked special… and, and I like being around you… and, I really like you. It’s just that…” She lapsed into silence. I could see that she was grappling with something, and I had to discover what it was.
If she was aware of the taboo that was transpiring between us, I was in trouble. If it was something altogether different, then perhaps there was still a chance. I sat back in the chair, and slid my hands up along my own inner thighs until I came to my straining cock. I looked her in the eyes, looked down at my dick and gave it an obvious squeeze with both hands, and then relaxed. Looking back into her eyes, I could see that she had watched my little show. “It’s okay, sweetheart. Tell me what’s on your mind. ”“Well…” She sort of sighed through her nose, and took a deep breath. “It’s just, I’ve never really kissed a boy. ” (Oh, thank God!). “Well, I’ve kissed. It was Billy. We were all fooling around at the field one day, and we decided to play ‘Dare’ and Beth dared Billy to kiss me. Everybody laughed, and Billy started acting like a jerk, and he finally kissed me so quick that he smashed my nose and that hurt wicked bad. My eyes got all teary and Billy started calling me a crybaby.
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But, I wasn’t crying FT. It just hurt like hell, and everybody was laughing. It really sucked. ” A flood of relief! This I could work with. “Oh, Trish… it’s okay. I know Billy, and you’re right. He is a stupid, little jerk. ” Time to weave a little magic. “But don’t tell anyone I said that. I could get into trouble for shitting on him. ” I had cursed on purpose. I wanted her to feel that we had moved to another level. I wasn’t just her favorite teacher, but a buddy. She seemed to melt a little. I reached up with my left hand and caressed her cheek.
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“Come here. ” I put my right hand on her hip and guided her between my legs and onto my lap. I had my arms around her, cradling her gently. “Billy was an asshole. Any real boy… any man would love to kiss you. ” With that, I curled my forefinger under her chin, and lightly guided her face close to mine. She had a waifs look of surrender. I licked my lips and just as our mouths met, I closed my eyes. I kissed her gently, holding her snugly in my arms. After a few seconds, I broke our kiss, and smiled. She too was smiling. “There, your first kiss. Billy’s doesn’t count any more. ” Trish chuckled and broke into a broad gin. I hadn’t forgotten about her being half undressed, sitting there on my lap.
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My cock was still a raging hard-on, and it was getting late. “Now, back to my question. ” I rephrased it on purpose. “Can I keep touching you, and kissing you?’ She bit her lower lip for a second, sheepishly grinned and said, “Yeah”. “Then I think a more special, grownup kiss is in order. ” With that, I drew her back to me, searching out her lips. I gently nibbled at her mouth, using my tongue to caress her lips. At the same time, my right hand began its journey up her thigh until it came in contact with her panties. With my thumb, I lightly probed her pubis through the damp silky cloth before drawing it along that hidden furrow before resuming my journey upward. I continued to gently ply her mouth with my tongue, and I could sense that she was truly beginning to respond to my attention. Her lips slightly parted, and finding that opening I slid my tongue into her mouth for the first time. It was velvet rapture mixed with the flavor of cherry candy. She tentatively began to move her tongue in unison with mine. An erotic dance of twirling muscle. Lunge.
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Withdraw. Encircle and arch. Flicker. My dick was throbbing in tempo to this luscious tango. Meanwhile, I was continuing the upward march under her T-shirt, trailing delicate little patterns with my fingernails along her stomach. As I crossed little points of nerves, she would quiver. I slid my hand up over her bra, and through the thin material, sought out her nipples. I felt the merest of little bumps, and I began to massage the nipple and bra-cloth with my finger and thumb. The nipples didn’t seem to really respond, and for a moment, I questioned my technique. Physiology flashed through my mind, and I remembered that not all teens develop in the same way. For many, nipple response it one of the latter steps of sexual awakening. I broke our kiss. Trish’s mouth was half-open, drawing breaths in shallow little quivers. I bent down close to her ear, and said in the barest of whispers, “I’m going to kiss your body now. ”She purred a short “Hmm” in response.
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Grabbing the bottom of her T, I slowly lifted it up over her head and Trish giggled as her head was momentarily caught inside. The shirt finally sprang off her head, and this sweet child broke into a silly, playful laugh. “You know, your head isn’t the only thing that has swollen up. ” With that, I guided her right hand down between my legs, and began to massage my aching prick with her hand. She was pensive at first, but quickly warmed to what I seemed to be asking of her. I removed my hand, and she continued the slow rubbing. As her small hand worked my cock, I began lightly licking the sweet skin of her neck. I eased my head down, and began to rub my cheek against her bra-clad tits. I opened my mouth and took the cloth-covered mound into my lips. Opening wide to take it in, I gently exhaled a blast of hot, wanton air though her bra. I closed my mouth firmly over her tit, kneading it with my lip-covered teeth. I paused, and looked at her. She was still rubbing my dick. “You know, I think there some stuff in the way. ” With that, I unbuckled my belt and pants, and then slid my zipper down.
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I reminded myself, not too fast! I left my pants open, and looked at her. “This is in the way, too. ” I slipped my fingers under her bra, and lifted it up over the half lemon-sized orbs. Her tiny breasts were beautiful. Soft, velvet swells that came to the wrinkled point of her aureoles. Leaning forward, I hovered my mouth over her left breast, and began to gently exhale warm breath over it. Trish began to quiver slightly, and we began another erotic dance. I’d exhale, and she’d quiver. I’d flick my tongue out to tap her nipple, and she’d quiver. As the tempo of this sensuous exchange increased, I realized that she was beginning to move her hand back down between my legs. Her hand rode over the bulge in my underwear, and she began to curl her fingers around the length of my shaft. She was fumbling, and unsure of what to do, but at the same time determined. There would be time to teach her technique later. As I continued to suckle the tiny nubs of her breasts, she began to stick her fingers through the pisshole opening of my jockeys. Her fingers collided with my dick flesh for the first time, and I shuddered with uncontrolled delight.
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I’ve never been particularly well endowed. On a good day, I sport about 5 inches, (okay, I measured), and have to content myself with being on the small side of “purported normal”. My saving grace was having learned to use what the good Lord had given me. You need a small tool for precise, delicate maneuvers and size has nothing to do with strength… the old David and Goliath thing. Besides, this virginal creature hadn’t been kissed before today. What were the chances she knew anything about dicks?“Would you like to touch me?” Trisha nodded, and as I was about to free my cock from the confines of my underwear, I happened to glance at the clock. She was late as it was, and if I was to get her home before really getting into trouble I had to shorten our little game. I quickly settled on a new strategy. “Sweetheart, there’s so much I want to show you. And just like our first kiss, there’s so much I want to share with you, but it’s getting kind of late and I don’t want your mom to get on your case. ” There was flash of disappointment in her eyes. Taking her hand in mine, I brought to rest on my cock and her fingers encircled me. She began to brighten, and with childish spontaneity she began to naturally pump her hand. “It’s so soft and warm! But it feels real hard, too!” Her sparkling excitement, and the feeling of her small hand, was delicious. I wanted to take time, but that wasn’t an option.
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“I know it is, and the reason it seems so hard is because of you. ” She flashed a smile that was pure teen pride at something she had accomplished. I continued, “And you’re making me feel things that I haven’t felt in a very long time. I didn’t think anyone could make me feel this special. ”She broke into the biggest smile that I had ever seen on her, and whether it was hopeful thinking or not, I could have sworn I saw tears welling up in eyes. “We don’t really have the time to keep this up. I want you to know that I promise to do this with you again… that there’s nothing I want more than to show you how special you are, and to kiss you and touch you. ”“I really do, Trish. You’re the most wonderful thing that has happened to me since I came to this school. ” With that, I drew her to me again, and kissed her forcefully, kneading the nape of her neck and assaulting her mouth as deeply as I could with my tongue.
Sucking the juices from her mouth, I broke the kiss and continued my endgame. “We don’t have much time, but there’s something I’d like to…. Um, I don’t think I dare to ask. It’s not really fair. Never mind.
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” I paused, trying to look quietly chastened. “What, FT?”“I don’t think I dare to. ” She began to whine. “Look, I thought we trusted each other. You can say stuff to me. You know you can. I wouldn’t tell anybody or anything. ” Nice reversal, I thought to myself. “You’re right Trish. We do have something kind of special between us, and the only way to prove I trust you is to be honest about things. So even though I’m kind of scared to say it, I will, okay?”My little twelve-year-old, budding Manx nodded with a solemnity that almost made me feel guilty. “Don’t laugh, okay? And you don’t have to do it if you don’t want, but there is something would make me feel even more special. ” I slid my hand down her back and over her panty-clad ass. I began to draw my fingers along her crack, applying more and more pressure as I reached a little deeper between her legs. When I came to the moist material over her labia, I paused and began to bore at her with my fingertips.
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“It would be so special if you’d…. I’d, I’d really like you to…” Pausing for effect, I looked at her expectant young face. “No, it’s not right. ”“It’s okay, FT. Just ask me. You don’t hafta be afraid. Just tell me what you want me to do. I want to make you feel special. ” Her hand tightened on my shaft. This was almost too perfect. “Well, you don’t have to if you don’t want, but I’d really want you to…” Again, I paused, all the while rubbing her tender cunt lips under the now sopping panties. “Come on, FT. This isn’t fair. Tell me what you want. ”“Okay.
” I took a deep breath, pressed my fingers more deeply into her and said, “Would you consider putting my dick in your mouth and sucking me?”She seemed to momentarily freeze, then continued stroking my cock. “You mean like a blowjob?”I nodded, and she continued, “A lot of the kids talk about’em, and I know lots and lots of girls that say they do them all the time. But, I don’t really know what they are, except that the girls say the boys really like them. ”Gently, I asked, “Do you think you’d dare to try it?”Trisha was a little tentative when she spoke. “I want you to keep liking me, and if you really want me to, I’ll try it, you know?”“Oh, Trish. Would you? Would you really? That would be so special!” She smiled. It wasn’t really joy, but a smile that says I’m happy to do something to please you. “I tell you what. I’ll kind of guide you through it, and while you’re sucking me I’ll reach inside your panties and rub your cunt. I think you’ll like how it feels. And maybe next time, if you want, I’ll suck and lick you. How’s that sound?”“Okay. ”“Well then, why don’t you get up off my lap, and kneel down inside my legs. ” As she followed my instructions, I lifted my butt up and slid my pants and underwear down to the floor. Getting comfortable, I lifted her face to me.
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“When people do this with each other for this first time, it doesn’t take very long. You start by holding the penis in your hand, and stroking it like you did before. ” She began to pump my dick. I made a mental note about future technique, and continued with my litany of instruction. “Some women like to start right off by putting as much of it in their mouth as they can, and then they stroke the penis with their mouth instead of their hands. Others like to go a little more slowly, and lick the head first, then the shaft. Sometimes they even lick all the way down to the balls, before they start sucking on it. ”She nodded. “It’s sort of like eating a Popsicle. You lick it; you slide it in and out of your mouth. You twirl your tongue around it and lap up the juice. The only difference is, you don’t take a bite out of it, okay!” We both broke out in giggles. “Now, wanna try?”She looked down at my dick, which she had continued to pump. I was getting close, and knew this wouldn’t take but a minute, or two. “Uh, FT, what’s this stuff?” Her fingers had slid up to the tip of my dick, and had encountered the liberal coating of precum.
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I smiled. “It’s called precum, and as a guy gets excited, the penis creates that sticky fluid. Just like when you get excited, you get wet down here”, I wriggled my fingers against her twat, “we get wet as well. It’s to lubricate the dick so it can slide more easily into woman’s vagina, or her mouth. Pretty cool, huh?”Although she nodded in assent, I could tell that she wasn’t convinced. “Taste a little. It’s a little thick, like after you sucked on a piece of candy and your mouth is full of juice. Only it’s not sweet. It’s sorta salty. ”Trisha had been listening intently, and she nodded her head. She brought the glistening bulb near her lips and wrinkling up her nose, took the smallest amount of it onto her tongue. She paused, and rolled her tongue back and forth in her mouth, deciding for herself what it tasted like. “It is kinda salty, but not like Micky D’s fries. ” “Good point. Most girls don’t really mind the flavor, and some really, really like it.
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They say it tastes sexy. ”“I think it tastes okay. So, I suck it like a Popsicle…” She opened her mouth and closed her lips around the first inch or so. She instinctually began to lightly pump her small hand as she began to move my dick slightly in and out of her mouth. As she drew her head back, she’d suck and slurp, pulling the moisture off my cock. She’d then relax a little as she pressed my now throbbing dick back into her mouth. “So, you think you like how it tastes?” She hummed her reply, the vibration bringing me so close to exploding that I had all I could do to cinch up my nuts and hold off. “If you like that flavor, then in a minute or two, I think you’ll really like the flavor when I cum. ” I took in a deep breath, calming myself… letting me back away from the precipice of what the romantic languages call “la petite morte”… the little death. Trisha was concentrating on my cock, and I began to moan in return. She glanced up at me, her eyes sparkling, and she smiled with my dick still impaled in her mouth. “That feels so good, and I really like when you look at me as you suck it. ” I leaned down and kissed the top of her head, and at the same time, eased my hands down to her ass. I slipped my hands under the thin material and massaged the firm little cheeks. With my left index finger, I slipped down across the tight pucker of her anus and burrowed into the moist folds below.
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As I did, she involuntarily spasmed and gasped. Flicking my finger back and forth, I began to work at the tight, tender opening. The heat surrounding my finger was intense. A little more force, and my finger slipped beyond the soft, resisting muscle and buried itself to the first knuckle. She purred again, and the vibration sent me to a new level of rapture. I withdrew a little, and mounted a second assault, this time pushing my finger in to the second knuckle. Again she purred, and looked up at me with mouth filled with cock. There was a dribble of spittle running out the side of her mouth and down my shaft. As she looked at me she seemed to understand that she needed to pick up speed and pressure. This was as natural to her as sucking a lollipop. She smiled again, and I was smitten. “Oh, God, Trish. That’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt!”She showed her pleasure by grasping the base of my dick with tight ring or her thumb and forefinger, and gorging herself even more deeply on my cock. Her tongue was moving all around inside her mouth, and her lips were constantly flexing around my shaft. I began to slowly pump her mouth in tempo with her.
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For leverage, I drenched my fingers in her pussy juices and forced both middle fingers into her tight, little virgin cunt. Continuing to pump her tender face, I began to rub her juices against the sweet pucker of her asshole. My fingers keeping rhythm with my riding hips, my forefinger began to break through the resistance of her butt muscles and slipped through. The soft, mushy flesh encircled the tip of my finger, and I pressed it in as deeply as I dared, stiffening it out like a small dick. She picked up on the movement, and began to rock back and forth. Riding forward, she’d impale her mouth with my dick, and riding backward, she’d impale her ass and cunt on my eager fingers. All the while she was staring directly into my eyes with a look of unbridled sexual madness. I could feel the inevitable tide rising within my loins, and firmly squeezed my hands, simultaneously crushing both sides of her young sex. “Trish. ” My voice was strained and trembling. “Trish. I’m going to cum. I’m going… to… CUM!”There was a flash of blinding light in my mind’s eye, and I sensed accompanying deafness of the little death. My cock erupted into her mouth. She was caught by surprise as wave after wave of semen spewed forth.
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While it was merely seconds, it seemed like eons, as I continued to thrust my hips forward. “Argggghhh”. As the last wave of cum flowed from me, I ground my fingers into the adjacent sockets of her cunt and asshole, and then collapsed. Little death, hell! I was decimated. I could feel some tremors from her, and looking down, realized that she was trying to take all that I had given her. She was close to choking, and trembling, and for the first time, she seemed helpless. A wave of overwhelming compassion and warmth washed over me, and I gently withdrew my rapidly withering cock from her mouth. As I did, ropes of cum oozed out of her mouth, dribbling down her chin. Her lips were red from the friction and force of my mouth fucking, and I could see the strain on her face. I took her face in my hands and gently showered her with tender kisses. As I did, I licked the carnage of my little soldiers from her face. Pulling back, I held her cheek in my hand. “No one has ever made me feel like that. No one. Not ever.
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”She slowly smiled, as furrows of doubt began to spread across her brow. “You sure I did okay?”“Sweetheart. You did fine. ”My lust had evaporated and we began to chat. I hurried us along, coaxing her to rearrange her clothes and to put her T-shirt back on. “We better get going, or your mom is really going to be mad. ” She handed me my keys without being asked. On the way to her house, I decided to try one more ploy. “Like I said earlier, you don’t ever have to do anything you don’t want. As a matter of fact, I’ll tell you what. It’s up to you. If you ever decide that you want me to for you, what you just did for me, here’s what you should do: Wear a skirt to class, and when no one’s looking, slip your hand between your legs and rub your panties over your bug. When I see you, I’ll nod. It’ll be our special sign. ”“Yeah.
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That’s sounds cool. ”Her mother stepped out of the front door as I pulled into the drive. “Man! My mom looks really pissed. ”“Don’t worry, little one. I’ll take care of it. ”When we pulled to a stop, I quickly interceded. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Ward. Sorry about the hour, but Trisha’s practice ran a little long and she missed the bus. It wasn’t her fault. Between you and me, the coach has more muscle than brains. Anyway, I offered Trisha a ride home. I had something I had to do before I left”, (I couldn’t help but glance at the little twelve-year-old beside me), “and it took longer than I planned. I should have called you, so that you didn’t worry. But I honestly didn’t realize how late it had gotten.
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Please forgive me, and accept my apologies. ” Mrs. Ward beamed. Nothing like a little warm butter to sooth a burn! “Oh, think nothing of it. It was really nice of you to give her a lift. You’re her favorite teacher, and as long as she is with you, I know I have nothing to worry about. ”“How gracious of you, Mrs. Ward. ” Looking back at Trisha, I admonished, “Next time, kiddo, we had better make sure and call your mom when we’re going to be late. ” Trish grinned. “Yeah, mom. And I might be late a few more times, cause there’s some stuff I want to do with FT. ”I almost choked. This was one clever little kid. She grinned at me, and her eyes did a wicked little dance.
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“Maybe you can show me your thing, tomorrow. I know if I keep practicing, I’ll be able to take it all in. ” Her eyes twinkled again. “I think I want to dress up tomorrow. You know, maybe wear that new skirt you got me. ”“That’s fine, dear. ” Mrs. Ward turned back to me. “I wish Trisha had more teachers take this kind of interest in her. I really want to thank you. ”I just smiled. “It’s my pleasure, m’am. ”.
