Anonymous: The Club, v3-4

Jeannie leaned way back, with my hands supporting her behind her little firm hips, and, with her legs spread I could see the odd effect which a very young girl shows of having one continuous groove running from the top of her pussy, all the way down between her chubby thighs, and continuing up the back between her pale-pink round buttocks. At the upper front end of this delightfully exposed little valley I could make out a tiny pink nubbin which I was sure was the outer tip of her little clitoris and a spot which we would both enjoy when I got around to playing with it in many exciting ways.

After I had inspected her carefully as she proudly exposed herself for my admiration, she jumped down and said, “You've seen me now, so it ought to be my turn. I'll help you get undressed, and then I want to see you all over and feel you all over. Then, if you want, we can play some really nice fun-games with sex.”

She must have had considerable previous experience with men, from the way she spoke, but even so, Jeannie was more a hindrance than a help in the matter of my getting my clothes off. And no matter who the man is, I'm sure that there is no graceful and lordly way to take off underpants. You end up teetering on one foot in an awkward pose, but finally the job is done, and you're ready to go.

By the time I was naked, I had a half-hard cock sagging limply out in front of me, and this, of course, was the child's first target. She grasped it gently and inspected it in every detail, feeling and rubbing and testing it, as though comparing me with her previous partners.

After a few seconds of this, she looked up at me and said, “I like your thing, George, and we'll have lots of fun with it. It's not too big, and it's not too small, and I'm glad you're not so awfully hairy all over the way some men are. You have just enough hair on your tummy and legs and around your thing, but not so much you look and feel like a bear or ape or something awful like that.” Then she paused as thought making a major decision, before asking, “Is it all right with you if I kiss the end of your thing now? I'd like to, and that's a good way to get started, I think.”

I assured her that her suggestion was most acceptable, and just as she puckered her lips to take in the end of my stiffening cock, she asked, “By the way, George, what are we going to call your thing. I like to call the place between my legs my pussy, but would it be all right if I call your thing your dickey? That name seems so much nicer than some of the other words for it, to me.”

I gave my permission, still dazed by the poise and eagerness and charm of my ten-year-old partner, and she immediately inserted the huge purpling end of my dickey within her mouth, feeling and tasting it with all the calm critical authority of a professional, She evidently liked what she found, for soon she was sucking and diddling the end with her hot little tongue, and I was nearly beside myself with excitement that was both emotional and physical. The idea and the sight and the sensation of having my cock eagerly and expertly sucked by this tiny exquisite doll was almost more than I could bear. And her obvious affection for me, even on such short acquaintance, and under such bizarre circumstances, made me determined to play along with her, doing what she liked and taking no chances of offending or hurting her in any way. I knew I would get my thrills, but I wanted to be sure she got hers too.

My hands were caressing and guiding her head as she ardently licked and kissed and sucked my now-rigid tool, but I was in no way forcing or commanding her. It may seem odd to say so, but this wholly perverted and lewd scene was to me beautiful and rewarding and satisfying in a way that I would never have believed possible. The thought that a tiny girl and a mature man could mean so much to each other and in such a bizarre way, was really getting me already. I pulled her mouth gently from around my throbbing cock and softly asked her, “Jeannie, this doesn't seem really fair. You are doing a wonderfully nice thing for me, but what can I do for you that would feel nice?”

Her face lit up in a winning smile and she said, “Well, George, if you'd like to, you could play with my pussy while I play with your dickey. You're pretty big to get on top of me, cause I'm so little, but maybe if I got on top of you on the bed, we could both have fun.”

After a few moments of intimate scrambling and adjustments, I was lying on my back on the big bed, and the amazing child was crouching over me in a sort of '69' position which was different because of the great difference in our sizes. She was gaily playing with my stiffly upright cock with her hands, and gently squeezing and fondling my balls, occasionally sucking and tonguing the glands of my tool with her hot little tongue and soft sucking lips. Her out-thrust bare little pelvis was above and in front of my face, right where my hands could easily get at it to caress and toy with it.

I grasped and kneaded the chubby firm cheeks of her little bottom, and held her gently by her little hips. My fingers ran lightly up and down her firm round thighs on all their satin-smooth surfaces as I teased her by sneaking up on the target we both knew I was seeking. I could feel the clean pink warmth of her crotch radiating onto my face, and my fingers softly tickled and titillated her all over and along the continuous groove of her pussy and bottom. I was sure of where we were going but I was not only teasing myself by going slowly, but I wanted to be sure not to advance too fast for her desires, uninhibited thought they seemed.

Finally I grabbed her firm little hips and slowly dragged her back over my face, pulling her mouth from around my pulsing cock, which her dainty caressing little hands still fondled lovingly. Now with superb gentleness I eased her sweet little crotch down onto my mouth, and my tongue reached delicately out to touch the firm slit of her pussy. She gave a slight sigh of satisfaction and wriggled slightly to establish the most satisfying contact. Up and down along her gaping pink groove I wafted my hot wet tongue, and soon she was sighing and crooning softly to herself at the delightful thrills I was providing for her. But she did not neglect her duties to me, and her hands were always lovingly busy even when she did not ease forward in her position to suck and tongue the end of my dickey.

After many minutes of this wonderful mutual stimulation, she eased her pussy up off my face and looked down at me between her spread thighs, a charming and pleased smile on her expressive and sensuous features. “This is lots of fun, isn't it, George?” She crooned in a voice that was half sleep sensuality and half rousing excitement. “And you do it so nicely and so gently. Sometimes I have to tell the men to take it easy, especially at first. They want to play too rough and start off doing things too hard and fast. I hope you like the way I'm playing with your big hard dickey.”

I assured her she was doing fine, and asked what she wanted to do next, if she had had enough of this '69' act. Her hot little pussy was still weaving and slowly bouncing over my face while she contemplated my question, and I kept amusing it by sticking the tip of my tongue up into her slot, and allowing her to work herself around on it. Now she lightly jumped off my supine body and helped me sit up beside her on the bed. Her face was alive and flushed with excitement and pleasure, and she was so vivacious and on edge that I felt almost as much thrill from what I had done for her as from what she had done to stimulate me.

“Now I'm ready to try the real thing,” she told me, bouncing with anticipated pleasure and expectation. “I know lots of ways to do it, but because I'm so small all over, including my pussy-hole, I like to start off in one special way. After we get going and my pussy-hole gets used to having your big dickey in it, then we can try anything you like in the way of positions. I think I like them all after I get off to a good start my way. Come on. Let's get going. You licked my pussy so well that I'm all wiggly and itchy and hot all over. I want to feel your big hard dickey way up inside my tight little hole, stretching me and making me feel so big and good and happy.”