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This is a story. It is long. I am hoping that as you read it, you immerse yourself in the whole experience as a young girl, Amy, shows to me, Gpa Robbin her desire.....
Amy pulled her light brown hair back into a fist and took an elastic scrunchie and pulled it all back into a pony tail. Had I been walking toward her, I would not have thought of her as much more than a little girl. Walking behind her and seeing her hips flare out from her tiny waist and watching those long legs move so smoothly she was a woman. The truth was, someplace in between.
I had tied and then untied her hands about 30 minutes earlier and showed to her how it could be done without leaving marks. We talked about sex. She confided she had broken her own hymen a few months earlier with a brush handle. She also confessed that while she had kissed a couple of boys at a school dance near the end of the year, she had never really even touched a man. At least she had never touched a man in the way that a woman does. I had asked her if she wanted to touch me. Her face had reddened and her nipples had poked through the thin little button down top she had on. She finally said “Yes, but can I do it the way I read in one of my Mom’s books?” Minutes later she brought me a book. Well used would be a kind description of its condition. Some pages seemed to not want to come apart. It was the story of a man that was captured by Amazons and used for breeding.
“You would feel more comfortable if you tied me up and you controlled things?” I had asked
Her face went crimson but after chewing on her bottom lip for a moment she nodded. So I took a deep breath to steady myself and retrieved a couple of lengths of rope. Her instruction was brief. I noticed her eyes went from the rope in my hands to the bulge in the front of my pants frequently. What did it matter? My eyes were straying to the skin beneath the top of her shirt every time she leaned forward.
“So where would you like to tie me up?” I asked.
“Can I tie you up in the old barn? That way no one will walk in and surprise us. Momma almost caught me with my brush once.” I smiled and agreed.
She had me bring over a bale of hay and put it out in front of a pole in the barn. I took my shirt off and she stared at the muscles that moved under my skin. I watched her lick her lips as she quickly looped the rope then cinched the loop tight to each wrist. She had learned well. I smiled at her. I really hoped she would not chicken out. “Now don’t leave, I need to get some more rope,” she said as she looked me up and down and before I could ask, she took off running down the center of the barn to the last stall only to return a few moments later with a bag.
She set her bag down on the hay bale and pulled out a rope and then she climbed the stall gate and looped the rope over the Y support beams for the loft. She then scrambled down and tied that rope to the one between my wrists. I smiled and even gave her a little advice. To be honest, I was willing to do anything to see what no other man had ever seen!
She pulled the rope so that my hands were not stretched out above me, but were definitely well above my head and she tied off the rope to the same gate she had climbed up on earlier. Then she kicked the bale up to just in front of my feet and climbed up on it. “I guess it is time I learned how to kiss a man.”
I breathed in the sweet scent of a young girl who had been swimming, taken a shower, and put on an apple scented lotion. I wondered if she had been thinking about this while she was in the shower. I had promised to let her do whatever she wanted after we went swimming. I had never dared to dream she would choose this!
Her breath was warm on my lips and I turned my head just a little to let her lips meet mine. Her lips were like feathers brushing softly across my own. Her eyes fluttered closed and she smiled. Then she came closer and her lips touched mine in what was almost a sacred touch of reverent angel wings! Our tongues met and Amy’s followed mine into my mouth.
I had forgotten the intensity of youthful exploration. The careful tentative searching built a tension deep within me; it stopped me from breathing and caused my heart to pound nearly audibly as her tongue played over my lips, teeth and chased and retreated from my own. It was as if all of reality was completely suspended as the heat of our kiss seemed to melt us into one union of life.
She pulled back slowly only far enough so that we were not cross-eyed and she looked me boldly in the eye. “I don’t think there has ever been anything better than that.” Her words were raw with honesty and I could not argue with her appraisal. She put the flat side of her forearms on my chest and ran her fingers through my hair, cradling the back of my head as she leaned back in and this time the tension was built, not by tentative wonder but by passionate hunger fanned into flame!
If it were not for running 3 miles a day and mountain climbing most weekends, I am certain I would have died right there, and I would have died happily! Amy’s lips, her tongue, her soft moans and sweet coos as the next minutes slipped by were the most powerful intoxicant I have ever encountered. I wanted to grab her; to throw her down and strip all of her clothes off of her and feast upon her soft sweet flesh! Instead, as a captive, I was slowly roasting my soul as I hungered to do so much more!
She turned my face in her hands and kissed back along my jaw, giggling over the scratchy unshaved part of my face. As Amy breathed into my ear, I strained my body to touch more of her. Her small “oh” in acknowledgement of my arousal led her to nibble and suck quietly on my ear, the sound being loud and erotic in my head as she blew lightly into my ear, made wet sucking sounds on my earlobe and I shuddered as her tongue traced the outside of my ear! I had not thought that any of this would happen. I had expected something much more direct and this,… this tempting, teasing and agonizingly slow build up was driving me mad with desire!
Kissing and nibbling her way down my neck, she lit fires of wanton need at every touch. Amy move her hands down and her fingers found my nipples. I let out a low, primal growl as she scratched her finger nails across my tight pointing flesh and she leaned back and looked at me with a face I will never forget. That look of genuine surprise and delight that she had just discovered something tremendous filled her eyes. “I love that too! At night, when I am in bed and I am scared or lonely, I will do this to my own nipples and it feels so good, doesn’t it! I thought I was just weird, but you like it too… a lot!!” she giggled as she pinched and squeezed and ran her fingernails over the tight flesh sending shock waves through my mind when she dug her nails down hard, watching my face and recording my every reaction.
She bent to my chest and her lips found first one of my nipples and then the other. She held my eyes with hers as her small pink tongue parted her lips and flicked the end of my nipple a few times before extending it out fully and licking me with the flat of her tongue. “I like the way you taste! You are salty with your sweat!” She whispered.
“Amy, you are flat out going to kill me if you keep this up!”
She laughed, “What? I am a good girl. You said you would let me tie you up and do whatever I want…” She leaned forward and sucked hard enough on my left nipple to make me cry out! “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
“I told you that you could tie me up so that you could show me how sexy you are without being afraid I would take advantage of you or do something to hurt you! I didn’t do it for you to tease the hell out of me. “ I growled.
Amy pushed off of me; stood up straight on her bale, and planted her hands on her hips with a pout on her lips. “You haven’t enjoyed our time?” she asked.
I looked down toward where my cock had caused the front of my pants to bulge and said, “Does it look like I am disappointed?!?!”
“No.” she smiled and giggled. She bit her lower lip and looked at me. “You look like you are enjoying this a lot.” Then she turned around and started to slowly walk to the other side of the aisle as she said, “Does it look like I have been enjoying it?” When Amy reached the other side of the aisle she turned and looked at me. She looked just as young and perfect as a girl should. Her tits barely made her button down shirt puff out at all. Her hips had begun to form to the shape of a mature woman and her legs were the very picture of tanned perfection.
She looked from my crotch to my eyes and slowly started unbuttoning her shirt. She neither wore a bra nor needed one as I had already noted, so each button held the promise of seeing more. The teasing smile lit up her face though as she only let the shirt open so much. When she revealed the flesh between where her breasts would someday grow, a line marking where her swimsuit came up to and where she was exposed. As my vision wandered downwards with her fingers, the flesh remained creamy white and I realized she must have rarely if ever swam without a 1 piece swim suit. In my mind that meant her bottom, her hips, her belly… her pussy were all going to be that same creamy milk deliciousness! I caught myself licking my lips.
Carefully she opened her shirt from the bottom. The nipples that I now could see were hard and tight poking into the taught shirt as she showed her flat belly and the round swells that probably lifted less than a pack of playing card up off of the floor of her ribs. “So what you wanted was for me to show you my body while tied up? Is that what you wanted?”
My mouth was too dry to speak so I nodded.
“Momma tells me that I should not show my body to boys or men. She says they will have bad thoughts about me. Are you having bad thoughts about me Mr. Robbin?
“Oh, my dear girl, I am having the worst possible thoughts about you right now!!! But you are safe, now aren’t you, with me all tied up?”
“I think so too.” And with that she slowly pulled the shirt open the rest of the way, showing me two perfect pink nipples, tight and pointing straight at me in the center of two identical round puffs of flesh probably smaller than a doughnut around. She rocked side to side showing me her bare starts. The top of her swim suit must have rested just across the top of those gentle mounds…
She whipped her shirt closed and laughed. “You are staring at my little boobies, Mr. Robbin! This is the first time I have ever had them uncovered outside of my house or the doctor’s office! Did you like them?” She giggled.
“Oh my god, yes! Yes, Amy, you are so beautiful! May I see them some more?” I nearly panted out the last and she laughed and opened her shirt back up for my hungry eyes.
“When I am by myself or in the shower, I like to squeeze them like this.” She cupped each breast in her hands and squeezed. I may have underestimated their size. She had two nice handfuls of soft girl flesh squeezed into her fingers and then she closed her fingers around her nipples and pulled out with them, closing her eyes and giving a soft moan.
With her eyes still closed she slid her left hand down over all of that flat downy flesh to the top of her shorts. She was kneading her breast with one hand as she undid the button on her denim shorts and pulled the zipper down with the other. I released a breath I had not realized I was holding as she pushed her hand down inside of her shorts and panties and I could see them hook underneath her torso to that forbidden grotto beneath her. She was swaying side to side now, almost as if she had forgotten I was there. Her face had this angelic, peaceful expression as her fingers roamed and she spread her feet a little further apart (whether for stability or for ease of access, I wondered for a moment but did not care to think about).
“I’m wet, Mr. Robbin." she whispered. "What we are doing has made me real wet down inside my panties and I know it isn’t pee. Pee smells different.” She pulled her hand out and I could see the light coming in the shop door glisten on them. She brought them to her face and inhaled. Her eyes fluttered closed and a wide smile crossed that angelic face, just before her pink tongue snaked out and tasted her fingers. “I like the way I taste and smell.” Her eyes flew open and she looked at me, “Would you like to smell? Do you think you would like it too?”
I eagerly agreed and she walked quickly over to the bale and stepped up on it. She waved her fingers in front of my face and there mingled with the scent of the shop was the delicious aroma of aroused girl It was fresh, and tempting. I felt my balls tighten up against me as my longing rose as well. “Want to taste it?” She asked in that honest, naïve way of hers and I told her of course. She reached down into her shorts and I saw just inside the white cotton briefs a few fine silky strands of brown fuzz before her hand covered her up. A few moments later she shuddered and brought her fingers out, this time thickly coated with her arousal. “I have never been this excited before or this wet! Is this normal?” She asked. I assured her it was.
She held her fingers up just in front of my lips and I stuck my tongue out and she allowed me to take a couple of licks. She then took those glazed fingers and licked them herself. “I taste wonderful. Open up and I will let you really taste them!” She was excited in her innocence to share her secret delight with me! She had no idea how excited I was as well!!!
I opened my mouth and she slid her two fingers over my lips and my mouth was filled with the delicious flavor of her pussy juice as I began eagerly sucking and licking her fingers clean of every drop of her. “Your lips feel like my pussy when I slide my fingers in it. I like to slide these two fingers in and out like this down there.” With that, she started slowly pushing her fingers in and out of my mouth, essentially slowly finger fucking my lips. I sucked hard on those fingers and ran my tongue around them eagerly within my mouth. “Oh that makes my pussy get really wet when you do that!”
Her eyes closed and she put her other hand down the front of her pants and began rubbing herself as I sucked on her fingers and tasted that divine tight pussy.
“Oh this feels good. Oh, god.” She trembled and fell against me. I wanted to hold her and to press her naked chest to mine and I moaned in frustration!
With her head still against my chest she quietly asked, “Would you like to see what I do with my hair brush?” I said yes and tried to keep from begging to see it. “Good, because I want you to see and tell me if I am doing it right.”
She leaned back upright and stepped down and got her bag and pulled out an old red and brown saddle blanket that she put over the bale of hay and then she pulled out a hair brush with a very small handle with lots of contours for small fingers to grip. “This is the one I use. I like the way the bumps feel sliding in and out of my pussy!” Amy put the brush on the blanket and then shrugged out of her shirt. The soft white flesh of her chest contrasted so deeply with the summer brown tan she had! I marveled as I memorized every contour and every curve of her beautiful young form.
She then unzipped her shorts the rest of the way, and with a little wiggling, was able to push them down and off of her hips and over the curve of her young sexy ass. I watched as they dropped them to the floor and she brought them up to her with a foot and carefully put them with her shirt. She then turned and looked at me. The gusset of her panty was soaked I could tell it from where I stood. She took a deep breath and then, hooked her fingers in her panties and pushed then down past her knees. When she stood back up I nearly gasped.
Her pubic mound was pronounced as was her hips, due to her being so thin. The light brown hair was sparse, short and of little consequence other than to help place her on the timeline of maturity. Her skinny legs had a substantial thigh gap that allowed me to see the erotic silhouette of her puffy pussy mound and what appeared to be a timid labia lip just emerging out to be seen. “Do you think my pussy is pretty?”
I wanted to say, “You can’t fucking tell from the big wet spot in the front of my jeans?!?!? Hell yay!!” But I steadied myself with a deep breath before saying honestly, “Amy, you might just be the prettiest thing that I have ever seen!” She blushed, turned away and began fumbling in her bag for something while knowingly or unknowingly treating me to an amazing view of her small asshole, hidden in the shallow cleft of her ass and her split peach of a pussy.
One of the things that I have always loved seeing is that puffy pussy mound that young girls have and Amy’s was that in overdrive! It was a good thing I was tied up! Amy had the most perfect split peach pussy I have ever seen and with her bent over like that I am not certain what part of my body would have been getting pushed into her first had I been free, but I know damn well I would have been doing something had I not been tied securely!
She came around the bale and sat down facing me. Her bee sting breasts and nearly bald pussy looked so good and I felt like such a pervert. Then when she leaned back and I watched as she used both of her hands to slowly and delicately open herself up and feed no more than two inches of the handle into her before she arched her back… I no longer gave a damn about what people thought! Amy looked up at me, “I don’t push any further. It hurts when I do and once I bled a little when I did and I don’t want to hurt myself.”
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back silently praying for forgiveness for all of the thoughts running through my mind! When I looked back down she was laying back on the blanket, eyes closed, her fingers rubbing at the delicate flesh at the top of her slit which I knew had to be hiding her little clit. She was just barely sliding the handle in and out as she rocked her hips in unison with the motion of her hands. Her nipples were tightening into diamond hard caps on top of the soft pillow mounds of her breasts and she was chewing on her bottom lip, almost oblivious of me!
I watched in utter fascination as less than a foot away from my knees was the most erotic and beautiful site I think I have ever seen! When she started letting out little clipped cries like a kitten calling for its mother, I tried as hard as I could to break free and go to her! Instead I watched as she thrust her hips up off of the hay bale and gave a long “Ohhhhh shiiiiit!”
She sat up and crunched over. I could just see the thick clear nectar suddenly coating her entire pussy and the handle of her brush. That mesmerizing aroma of sexual arousal filled the air as I watched the wave of pleasure wash over her and cause her muscles to tight and contract to the point of nearly rolling her into a ball. My mind raced trying to comprehend how tight the walls of that little unbroken pussy would feel wrapped around my aching cock. We were both whimpering, her as she rapidly peaked and then began the slow descent from that pinnacle while my body cried out for relief!”
A moment later, Amy fell back on the bale, panting and repeating over and over again the same, “Oh my” as she tried to collect her thoughts. Through the haze of the experience she looked up at me and said, “So was that what you were wanting to see, “Mr. Robbin?”
“Yes, Oh God yes! And so much more, Amy! You just showed me more than I ever could have asked for!”
“Good.” She said as she rolled up and sat forward on the bale. “So now it is my time to see what I want!” She reached forward and took hold of the zipper on the front of my jeans! I groaned and did my best to stay still as she jerked my belt loose and then unbuttoned my pants. Her fingernails caught my right hip as she hooked her finger tips inside of my pants and then my underwear! “Oh my God! Your dick is so big! That goes into … a woman?! She asked as the waistband pulled the tip of my cock down until it pointed at her chin.
At that moment, the waistband lost its purchase on my cock and my member flipped up, flinging a string of silvery pre-cum from the tip at Amy and across her thin young mouth, over her nose and across an eyebrow! “Oh my God! Did you just cum?!?!? Was that you cumming? Oh shit!”
I laughed. “No, but you have kept me on the edge now for so long, I have been leaking pre juices all over the place! If you want to see me cum, you will have to either suck on my dick or let me fuck you in one of your other holes!” (Okay, I was tired of playing games!).
“I know how to suck a cock. I watched one of Momma's videos once. I could not see the guy real well, but....” She scooted up to the edge of the bale and caught the base of my cock in one of her small hands and with the other, she tried to wipe all of my juice from the tip of my cock, which of course did not help at all! I moaned and she looked up, with fear etched into her features. “Did I hurt you?” She asked. I shook my head and told her to start sucking and I would warn her before I came.
Taking a deep breath, she aimed the glistening length of man meat at her lips and she opened her mouth and slowly pushed more and more of me into her mouth until she had all of my throbbing head and almost an inch of shaft! I was moaning and groaning and saying all kinds of lurid directions to her and Amy did her best to take more and more of me into her mouth, though she never got more than half of my cock into that pretty little mouth!
I doubt that I lasted three minutes before I felt my testicles turn and tighten up against me as if they wanted to be shot out through my dick themselves! I could feel them boiling with need and I knew it was going to be a huge load! At the last possible moment I almost screamed, “Pull back, I’m gonna cum, Pull….” And with that I began unleashing torrent after torrent of thick white cum onto her face and chest and shooting up into her hair!
Amy cried out in delight and then started pumping my dick in her fist hard and fast and I thought for a moment I may well and truly lose my mind! My toes were curled, my body shook and the sounds coming out of me were truly from a demonic spirit that had enjoyed every moment and was looking forward to so much more!
I hung there by my arms as my head spun. Amy was wiping her body and hands off with the edge of her blanket. When she saw me looking at her she said carefully, “Are you okay? Does that always happen?” She was somewhat in awe, and I could not blame her!
“Yes, my dear, I am fine. But what you did there does not happen all of the time I don’t think that I have ever cum that hard before in my life!”
She smiled up at me and as I found my legs I was just about to ask her to untie the rope when a woman’s voice said, “Oh, my god! I should have suspected!”
“Momma!! “
I said, “Abbie, let me explain!”
“Like hell!” the tall woman in her business suit said. “Amy, get your ass in that house and take a shower! Now!! Don’t pick up those clothes, I said for you to go and I meant get in that house now! You didn’t mind showing off your body a minute ago, now GO!”
Without looking back, Amy sprinted for the door, giving her mother a wide birth. Abbie on the other hand walked over to a small work bench by the door and put her computer bag and purse down before walking over to stand in front of me.
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Amy pulled her light brown hair back into a fist and took an elastic scrunchie and pulled it all back into a pony tail. Had I been walking toward her, I would not have thought of her as much more than a little girl. Walking behind her and seeing her hips flare out from her tiny waist and watching those long legs move so smoothly she was a woman. The truth was, someplace in between.
I had tied and then untied her hands about 30 minutes earlier and showed to her how it could be done without leaving marks. We talked about sex. She confided she had broken her own hymen a few months earlier with a brush handle. She also confessed that while she had kissed a couple of boys at a school dance near the end of the year, she had never really even touched a man. At least she had never touched a man in the way that a woman does. I had asked her if she wanted to touch me. Her face had reddened and her nipples had poked through the thin little button down top she had on. She finally said “Yes, but can I do it the way I read in one of my Mom’s books?” Minutes later she brought me a book. Well used would be a kind description of its condition. Some pages seemed to not want to come apart. It was the story of a man that was captured by Amazons and used for breeding.
“You would feel more comfortable if you tied me up and you controlled things?” I had asked
Her face went crimson but after chewing on her bottom lip for a moment she nodded. So I took a deep breath to steady myself and retrieved a couple of lengths of rope. Her instruction was brief. I noticed her eyes went from the rope in my hands to the bulge in the front of my pants frequently. What did it matter? My eyes were straying to the skin beneath the top of her shirt every time she leaned forward.
“So where would you like to tie me up?” I asked.
“Can I tie you up in the old barn? That way no one will walk in and surprise us. Momma almost caught me with my brush once.” I smiled and agreed.
She had me bring over a bale of hay and put it out in front of a pole in the barn. I took my shirt off and she stared at the muscles that moved under my skin. I watched her lick her lips as she quickly looped the rope then cinched the loop tight to each wrist. She had learned well. I smiled at her. I really hoped she would not chicken out. “Now don’t leave, I need to get some more rope,” she said as she looked me up and down and before I could ask, she took off running down the center of the barn to the last stall only to return a few moments later with a bag.
She set her bag down on the hay bale and pulled out a rope and then she climbed the stall gate and looped the rope over the Y support beams for the loft. She then scrambled down and tied that rope to the one between my wrists. I smiled and even gave her a little advice. To be honest, I was willing to do anything to see what no other man had ever seen!
She pulled the rope so that my hands were not stretched out above me, but were definitely well above my head and she tied off the rope to the same gate she had climbed up on earlier. Then she kicked the bale up to just in front of my feet and climbed up on it. “I guess it is time I learned how to kiss a man.”
I breathed in the sweet scent of a young girl who had been swimming, taken a shower, and put on an apple scented lotion. I wondered if she had been thinking about this while she was in the shower. I had promised to let her do whatever she wanted after we went swimming. I had never dared to dream she would choose this!
Her breath was warm on my lips and I turned my head just a little to let her lips meet mine. Her lips were like feathers brushing softly across my own. Her eyes fluttered closed and she smiled. Then she came closer and her lips touched mine in what was almost a sacred touch of reverent angel wings! Our tongues met and Amy’s followed mine into my mouth.
I had forgotten the intensity of youthful exploration. The careful tentative searching built a tension deep within me; it stopped me from breathing and caused my heart to pound nearly audibly as her tongue played over my lips, teeth and chased and retreated from my own. It was as if all of reality was completely suspended as the heat of our kiss seemed to melt us into one union of life.
She pulled back slowly only far enough so that we were not cross-eyed and she looked me boldly in the eye. “I don’t think there has ever been anything better than that.” Her words were raw with honesty and I could not argue with her appraisal. She put the flat side of her forearms on my chest and ran her fingers through my hair, cradling the back of my head as she leaned back in and this time the tension was built, not by tentative wonder but by passionate hunger fanned into flame!
If it were not for running 3 miles a day and mountain climbing most weekends, I am certain I would have died right there, and I would have died happily! Amy’s lips, her tongue, her soft moans and sweet coos as the next minutes slipped by were the most powerful intoxicant I have ever encountered. I wanted to grab her; to throw her down and strip all of her clothes off of her and feast upon her soft sweet flesh! Instead, as a captive, I was slowly roasting my soul as I hungered to do so much more!
She turned my face in her hands and kissed back along my jaw, giggling over the scratchy unshaved part of my face. As Amy breathed into my ear, I strained my body to touch more of her. Her small “oh” in acknowledgement of my arousal led her to nibble and suck quietly on my ear, the sound being loud and erotic in my head as she blew lightly into my ear, made wet sucking sounds on my earlobe and I shuddered as her tongue traced the outside of my ear! I had not thought that any of this would happen. I had expected something much more direct and this,… this tempting, teasing and agonizingly slow build up was driving me mad with desire!
Kissing and nibbling her way down my neck, she lit fires of wanton need at every touch. Amy move her hands down and her fingers found my nipples. I let out a low, primal growl as she scratched her finger nails across my tight pointing flesh and she leaned back and looked at me with a face I will never forget. That look of genuine surprise and delight that she had just discovered something tremendous filled her eyes. “I love that too! At night, when I am in bed and I am scared or lonely, I will do this to my own nipples and it feels so good, doesn’t it! I thought I was just weird, but you like it too… a lot!!” she giggled as she pinched and squeezed and ran her fingernails over the tight flesh sending shock waves through my mind when she dug her nails down hard, watching my face and recording my every reaction.
She bent to my chest and her lips found first one of my nipples and then the other. She held my eyes with hers as her small pink tongue parted her lips and flicked the end of my nipple a few times before extending it out fully and licking me with the flat of her tongue. “I like the way you taste! You are salty with your sweat!” She whispered.
“Amy, you are flat out going to kill me if you keep this up!”
She laughed, “What? I am a good girl. You said you would let me tie you up and do whatever I want…” She leaned forward and sucked hard enough on my left nipple to make me cry out! “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
“I told you that you could tie me up so that you could show me how sexy you are without being afraid I would take advantage of you or do something to hurt you! I didn’t do it for you to tease the hell out of me. “ I growled.
Amy pushed off of me; stood up straight on her bale, and planted her hands on her hips with a pout on her lips. “You haven’t enjoyed our time?” she asked.
I looked down toward where my cock had caused the front of my pants to bulge and said, “Does it look like I am disappointed?!?!”
“No.” she smiled and giggled. She bit her lower lip and looked at me. “You look like you are enjoying this a lot.” Then she turned around and started to slowly walk to the other side of the aisle as she said, “Does it look like I have been enjoying it?” When Amy reached the other side of the aisle she turned and looked at me. She looked just as young and perfect as a girl should. Her tits barely made her button down shirt puff out at all. Her hips had begun to form to the shape of a mature woman and her legs were the very picture of tanned perfection.
She looked from my crotch to my eyes and slowly started unbuttoning her shirt. She neither wore a bra nor needed one as I had already noted, so each button held the promise of seeing more. The teasing smile lit up her face though as she only let the shirt open so much. When she revealed the flesh between where her breasts would someday grow, a line marking where her swimsuit came up to and where she was exposed. As my vision wandered downwards with her fingers, the flesh remained creamy white and I realized she must have rarely if ever swam without a 1 piece swim suit. In my mind that meant her bottom, her hips, her belly… her pussy were all going to be that same creamy milk deliciousness! I caught myself licking my lips.
Carefully she opened her shirt from the bottom. The nipples that I now could see were hard and tight poking into the taught shirt as she showed her flat belly and the round swells that probably lifted less than a pack of playing card up off of the floor of her ribs. “So what you wanted was for me to show you my body while tied up? Is that what you wanted?”
My mouth was too dry to speak so I nodded.
“Momma tells me that I should not show my body to boys or men. She says they will have bad thoughts about me. Are you having bad thoughts about me Mr. Robbin?
“Oh, my dear girl, I am having the worst possible thoughts about you right now!!! But you are safe, now aren’t you, with me all tied up?”
“I think so too.” And with that she slowly pulled the shirt open the rest of the way, showing me two perfect pink nipples, tight and pointing straight at me in the center of two identical round puffs of flesh probably smaller than a doughnut around. She rocked side to side showing me her bare starts. The top of her swim suit must have rested just across the top of those gentle mounds…
She whipped her shirt closed and laughed. “You are staring at my little boobies, Mr. Robbin! This is the first time I have ever had them uncovered outside of my house or the doctor’s office! Did you like them?” She giggled.
“Oh my god, yes! Yes, Amy, you are so beautiful! May I see them some more?” I nearly panted out the last and she laughed and opened her shirt back up for my hungry eyes.
“When I am by myself or in the shower, I like to squeeze them like this.” She cupped each breast in her hands and squeezed. I may have underestimated their size. She had two nice handfuls of soft girl flesh squeezed into her fingers and then she closed her fingers around her nipples and pulled out with them, closing her eyes and giving a soft moan.
With her eyes still closed she slid her left hand down over all of that flat downy flesh to the top of her shorts. She was kneading her breast with one hand as she undid the button on her denim shorts and pulled the zipper down with the other. I released a breath I had not realized I was holding as she pushed her hand down inside of her shorts and panties and I could see them hook underneath her torso to that forbidden grotto beneath her. She was swaying side to side now, almost as if she had forgotten I was there. Her face had this angelic, peaceful expression as her fingers roamed and she spread her feet a little further apart (whether for stability or for ease of access, I wondered for a moment but did not care to think about).
“I’m wet, Mr. Robbin." she whispered. "What we are doing has made me real wet down inside my panties and I know it isn’t pee. Pee smells different.” She pulled her hand out and I could see the light coming in the shop door glisten on them. She brought them to her face and inhaled. Her eyes fluttered closed and a wide smile crossed that angelic face, just before her pink tongue snaked out and tasted her fingers. “I like the way I taste and smell.” Her eyes flew open and she looked at me, “Would you like to smell? Do you think you would like it too?”
I eagerly agreed and she walked quickly over to the bale and stepped up on it. She waved her fingers in front of my face and there mingled with the scent of the shop was the delicious aroma of aroused girl It was fresh, and tempting. I felt my balls tighten up against me as my longing rose as well. “Want to taste it?” She asked in that honest, naïve way of hers and I told her of course. She reached down into her shorts and I saw just inside the white cotton briefs a few fine silky strands of brown fuzz before her hand covered her up. A few moments later she shuddered and brought her fingers out, this time thickly coated with her arousal. “I have never been this excited before or this wet! Is this normal?” She asked. I assured her it was.
She held her fingers up just in front of my lips and I stuck my tongue out and she allowed me to take a couple of licks. She then took those glazed fingers and licked them herself. “I taste wonderful. Open up and I will let you really taste them!” She was excited in her innocence to share her secret delight with me! She had no idea how excited I was as well!!!
I opened my mouth and she slid her two fingers over my lips and my mouth was filled with the delicious flavor of her pussy juice as I began eagerly sucking and licking her fingers clean of every drop of her. “Your lips feel like my pussy when I slide my fingers in it. I like to slide these two fingers in and out like this down there.” With that, she started slowly pushing her fingers in and out of my mouth, essentially slowly finger fucking my lips. I sucked hard on those fingers and ran my tongue around them eagerly within my mouth. “Oh that makes my pussy get really wet when you do that!”
Her eyes closed and she put her other hand down the front of her pants and began rubbing herself as I sucked on her fingers and tasted that divine tight pussy.
“Oh this feels good. Oh, god.” She trembled and fell against me. I wanted to hold her and to press her naked chest to mine and I moaned in frustration!
With her head still against my chest she quietly asked, “Would you like to see what I do with my hair brush?” I said yes and tried to keep from begging to see it. “Good, because I want you to see and tell me if I am doing it right.”
She leaned back upright and stepped down and got her bag and pulled out an old red and brown saddle blanket that she put over the bale of hay and then she pulled out a hair brush with a very small handle with lots of contours for small fingers to grip. “This is the one I use. I like the way the bumps feel sliding in and out of my pussy!” Amy put the brush on the blanket and then shrugged out of her shirt. The soft white flesh of her chest contrasted so deeply with the summer brown tan she had! I marveled as I memorized every contour and every curve of her beautiful young form.
She then unzipped her shorts the rest of the way, and with a little wiggling, was able to push them down and off of her hips and over the curve of her young sexy ass. I watched as they dropped them to the floor and she brought them up to her with a foot and carefully put them with her shirt. She then turned and looked at me. The gusset of her panty was soaked I could tell it from where I stood. She took a deep breath and then, hooked her fingers in her panties and pushed then down past her knees. When she stood back up I nearly gasped.
Her pubic mound was pronounced as was her hips, due to her being so thin. The light brown hair was sparse, short and of little consequence other than to help place her on the timeline of maturity. Her skinny legs had a substantial thigh gap that allowed me to see the erotic silhouette of her puffy pussy mound and what appeared to be a timid labia lip just emerging out to be seen. “Do you think my pussy is pretty?”
I wanted to say, “You can’t fucking tell from the big wet spot in the front of my jeans?!?!? Hell yay!!” But I steadied myself with a deep breath before saying honestly, “Amy, you might just be the prettiest thing that I have ever seen!” She blushed, turned away and began fumbling in her bag for something while knowingly or unknowingly treating me to an amazing view of her small asshole, hidden in the shallow cleft of her ass and her split peach of a pussy.
One of the things that I have always loved seeing is that puffy pussy mound that young girls have and Amy’s was that in overdrive! It was a good thing I was tied up! Amy had the most perfect split peach pussy I have ever seen and with her bent over like that I am not certain what part of my body would have been getting pushed into her first had I been free, but I know damn well I would have been doing something had I not been tied securely!
She came around the bale and sat down facing me. Her bee sting breasts and nearly bald pussy looked so good and I felt like such a pervert. Then when she leaned back and I watched as she used both of her hands to slowly and delicately open herself up and feed no more than two inches of the handle into her before she arched her back… I no longer gave a damn about what people thought! Amy looked up at me, “I don’t push any further. It hurts when I do and once I bled a little when I did and I don’t want to hurt myself.”
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back silently praying for forgiveness for all of the thoughts running through my mind! When I looked back down she was laying back on the blanket, eyes closed, her fingers rubbing at the delicate flesh at the top of her slit which I knew had to be hiding her little clit. She was just barely sliding the handle in and out as she rocked her hips in unison with the motion of her hands. Her nipples were tightening into diamond hard caps on top of the soft pillow mounds of her breasts and she was chewing on her bottom lip, almost oblivious of me!
I watched in utter fascination as less than a foot away from my knees was the most erotic and beautiful site I think I have ever seen! When she started letting out little clipped cries like a kitten calling for its mother, I tried as hard as I could to break free and go to her! Instead I watched as she thrust her hips up off of the hay bale and gave a long “Ohhhhh shiiiiit!”
She sat up and crunched over. I could just see the thick clear nectar suddenly coating her entire pussy and the handle of her brush. That mesmerizing aroma of sexual arousal filled the air as I watched the wave of pleasure wash over her and cause her muscles to tight and contract to the point of nearly rolling her into a ball. My mind raced trying to comprehend how tight the walls of that little unbroken pussy would feel wrapped around my aching cock. We were both whimpering, her as she rapidly peaked and then began the slow descent from that pinnacle while my body cried out for relief!”
A moment later, Amy fell back on the bale, panting and repeating over and over again the same, “Oh my” as she tried to collect her thoughts. Through the haze of the experience she looked up at me and said, “So was that what you were wanting to see, “Mr. Robbin?”
“Yes, Oh God yes! And so much more, Amy! You just showed me more than I ever could have asked for!”
“Good.” She said as she rolled up and sat forward on the bale. “So now it is my time to see what I want!” She reached forward and took hold of the zipper on the front of my jeans! I groaned and did my best to stay still as she jerked my belt loose and then unbuttoned my pants. Her fingernails caught my right hip as she hooked her finger tips inside of my pants and then my underwear! “Oh my God! Your dick is so big! That goes into … a woman?! She asked as the waistband pulled the tip of my cock down until it pointed at her chin.
At that moment, the waistband lost its purchase on my cock and my member flipped up, flinging a string of silvery pre-cum from the tip at Amy and across her thin young mouth, over her nose and across an eyebrow! “Oh my God! Did you just cum?!?!? Was that you cumming? Oh shit!”
I laughed. “No, but you have kept me on the edge now for so long, I have been leaking pre juices all over the place! If you want to see me cum, you will have to either suck on my dick or let me fuck you in one of your other holes!” (Okay, I was tired of playing games!).
“I know how to suck a cock. I watched one of Momma's videos once. I could not see the guy real well, but....” She scooted up to the edge of the bale and caught the base of my cock in one of her small hands and with the other, she tried to wipe all of my juice from the tip of my cock, which of course did not help at all! I moaned and she looked up, with fear etched into her features. “Did I hurt you?” She asked. I shook my head and told her to start sucking and I would warn her before I came.
Taking a deep breath, she aimed the glistening length of man meat at her lips and she opened her mouth and slowly pushed more and more of me into her mouth until she had all of my throbbing head and almost an inch of shaft! I was moaning and groaning and saying all kinds of lurid directions to her and Amy did her best to take more and more of me into her mouth, though she never got more than half of my cock into that pretty little mouth!
I doubt that I lasted three minutes before I felt my testicles turn and tighten up against me as if they wanted to be shot out through my dick themselves! I could feel them boiling with need and I knew it was going to be a huge load! At the last possible moment I almost screamed, “Pull back, I’m gonna cum, Pull….” And with that I began unleashing torrent after torrent of thick white cum onto her face and chest and shooting up into her hair!
Amy cried out in delight and then started pumping my dick in her fist hard and fast and I thought for a moment I may well and truly lose my mind! My toes were curled, my body shook and the sounds coming out of me were truly from a demonic spirit that had enjoyed every moment and was looking forward to so much more!
I hung there by my arms as my head spun. Amy was wiping her body and hands off with the edge of her blanket. When she saw me looking at her she said carefully, “Are you okay? Does that always happen?” She was somewhat in awe, and I could not blame her!
“Yes, my dear, I am fine. But what you did there does not happen all of the time I don’t think that I have ever cum that hard before in my life!”
She smiled up at me and as I found my legs I was just about to ask her to untie the rope when a woman’s voice said, “Oh, my god! I should have suspected!”
“Momma!! “
I said, “Abbie, let me explain!”
“Like hell!” the tall woman in her business suit said. “Amy, get your ass in that house and take a shower! Now!! Don’t pick up those clothes, I said for you to go and I meant get in that house now! You didn’t mind showing off your body a minute ago, now GO!”
Without looking back, Amy sprinted for the door, giving her mother a wide birth. Abbie on the other hand walked over to a small work bench by the door and put her computer bag and purse down before walking over to stand in front of me.
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