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Bree, A Seductress at Eleven
by Bythe Spirit (tranton51@yahoo.com)

***

Taking notice of eleven year old Bree led to a most 
wonderful experience. (Mg, extreme-ped, 1st)
 
***

Bree was a very petite ten years old who turned eleven 
a few months ago. She was the oldest in my class, 
having started school later than normal. Most were nine 
turning ten during the year. She was also a very quiet 
unassuming child. Whilst she was the first to start 
blossoming, her little boobs were no more than ripple 
on her chest. She was one of those kids who start early 
and then stop and nothing happens for months and months 
and months. 

I was sort of aware of her little charms, but she 
always wore vests. Or like many little girls 
approaching puberty who still had little to show, 
little bralettes, so she rarely was that obvious. That 
was until that fateful day at the swimming pool. 

Bree was in a group of girls practicing their diving. 
After the each dive I would give the girls a compliment 
or show them what to do slightly differently. I had 
bent over to show Bree where her arms and head should 
be and this brought me in close proximity to her little 
boobs, she was even wearing a t-shirt over her modest 
bathers. But it wasn’t her boobs that caught my 
attention, they really were quite small swellings, it 
was her little nipples. Now when I say small, I do mean 
small. Pinheads would not be an exaggeration. But they 
were also very, very erect. It was just quite 
incredibly erotic. 

I just stared for a brief moment and enjoyed the 
eroticism of that brief second. She nodded and walked 
off to try again. Her next dive was much better and 
when she climbed out she just grinned as I complimented 
her. I deliberately didn’t stare again, as much as I 
would have liked to. The moment had passed. I of course 
had assumed she wasn’t aware of where my eyes had been 
looking as my head had been facing downwards. Oh yeh!

It was the following week when I found that Bree really 
had been aware of my interest in her. I was working 
late after a staff meeting so the school was by now 
deserted. Out of the blue Bree appeared at the door.

"Sir, I forgot my homework book can I get it?"

"Of course."

Well she’d been home and changed out of her school 
uniform and was wearing a cute little tartan skirt that 
flared out a few inches above the knees. But it was her 
top that that took my attention. It was only a t-shirt 
but it was very, very, tight indeed. For the first time 
all year she wore nothing underneath. Her little boobs, 
as small as they were, were for the first time really 
evident and so were those tiny, tiny nipples. Even more 
amazing were how hard and erect they were. They pushed 
out so sexily and erotically against the tight 
material.

I watched her walk towards her desk, which was adjacent 
to mine. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her sweet 
swellings. Or those tiny, tiny swollen nipples. Crying 
out loud this was such a turn on. I looked at her face. 
Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, but there 
was a nervous excitement about her.

Instead of going to her desk she came over and stood 
just to one side of me. I swiveled round on my chair.

"Sir," she whispered, "was Rebecca right did you like 
looking at my boobies at the pool." 

She gasped as she said it as the enormity of what she 
had said struck home. 

"Bree," I hissed in shock, "you can’t say that. I am 
not... I did not..."

"You’re staring now sir, Sally said you would. I don’t 
mind really... I... I ... want you to."

"Oh Bree sweetheart, you’re only ten. I can’t... we 
can’t..."

"Shush, nobody else knows. Rebecca and Sally don’t even 
know I’m here. I told them they were being stupid and I 
went off in a huff with them telling me I was a little 
baby. They’ll never know. And," she added defiantly, 
"I'm not ten, I'm eleven!" Her little voice quivered. 
Her eyes implored me. She really did want something 
else to happen.

"Bree," I said kindly, "why are you doing this, I’m old 
enough to be your dad, hey your granddad even?"

She giggled, "I know. That’s why! My granddad use to 
make me feel real nice when I was littler. I loved bath 
times and curling up in bed with him. He used to tickle 
and stroke me. But in places he shouldn’t... You know?

I nodded encouragingly. "But?"

"But one day mum came into the bathroom. He was washing 
me. He was soaping me all over. I was nine the last 
time it happened. Mum went ballistic. They had a big 
row. She threatened to call the police. I didn’t 
understand why then. She sent him away and I haven’t 
seen him since. She wouldn’t tell me why. Now I really 
understand why and I miss him so much." And with that 
she started crying. 

Automatically I took her in my arms and cuddled. Her 
little body shuddered as she cried into my chest. It 
was just so wonderful holding her slim little body, her 
arms thrown around my neck. She shifted position and 
looked up at me. Her chest pressed against mine. I 
could feel her little bumps and those sweet small 
nipples pressing against my chest. I wiped her tears 
away and kissed her on the forehead.

"It’s alright sweetie, you can cry. Granddad shouldn’t 
have done those things to you, you were too little too 
understand. Mummy was only trying to protect you."

"But I liked it" she whispered, "I liked him rubbing my 
chest and making nipples all hard. I loved it when he 
washed my cunny. I even liked it when he made sure my 
bum was clean," she giggled.

She looked me straight in the face. Her eyes wide with 
seriousness. "I want you to do it too. Will you do what 
granddad use to do? Mum’ll never find out. It’ll be our 
secret."

I started to protest but she leant forward and kissed 
me. Not a little girl kiss. A full lips on lips, mouth 
on mouth kiss, her tongue explored my lips. She 
certainly knew how to kiss.

I tried to resist. I nearly did, but then she guided my 
hand to her little boob. It was ever so mall and hard. 
But it was the feel of that tiny, tiny little nipple. 
So hard and erect. A shudder of pleasure ran through my 
body. All I wanted to was to see that little 
protuberance. To kiss it. To lick it. To suck it! 

I broke our kiss. "Oh yes Bree, oh yes. I want to. I 
want to! Oh yes, I do!"

She clapped her hands together like the little girl she 
really was. It was so innocent. So sweet, so utterly 
undermining. There was no way I was not going to 
fulfill her every wish.

I led her over to big futon mattress that doubled as 
our reading cushion. We knelt down sinking in the soft 
mattress. Once again she took my hand and guided my 
fingers to her right nipple. I was still totally over 
come by its tinyness and hardness too, She shuddered as 
I gently tried to roll it between my finger and thumb. 
Her little breasts gave slightly and I managed to get a 
small grip. 

She moaned softly. "Oh sir, yes that is so incredible, 
its not the same when I do it to myself." 

I had this immediate image of her lying on her bed 
rolling and squeezing her little blossoming boobies and 
tight little nipples. She guided my hand to her boob. 
It was just as hard and we both moaned in pleasure as I 
teased and squeezed her little pimple.

"It’s better without my t-shirt," she pouted.

"I’m sure!"

I dropped my hands and in sync she lifted her hands 
high above her head. I watched breathless as I drew her 
t-shirt up over her flat tummy, displaying her funny 
little navel, then up further, her lower chest so flat 
and smooth. I paused as the edge of her little boobies 
came visible. The rise was so gentle, but I was a 
little surprised at the expanse of her little girl 
charms. They rose from her chest so sweetly. 

Then with the smallest of jerks her t-shirt passed over 
her hard little nipples and sprang into view. They were 
just incredible. Slightly brown, but oh so tiny and 
pointy. I was in heaven. I lifted the shirt sharply so 
that her breasts were totally exposed and then up over 
her head and over her arms. She grabbed her shirt and 
threw it one side and then sat back on her haunches, 
head held high. Her chest stretching, her boobies 
small, yet so proudly standing out upon her thin torso. 
She was just exquisite. 

I reached out and with open palms gently placed them 
against them . It was the most erotic of experiences. 
My hands covered then completely I was able to cover 
them and the feel of her hard little nipples pressing 
so delightfully against my palm was just out of this 
world.

She moaned and moved closer. "Ahhhh. Oh that’s just 
amazing, it makes me feel just like granddad did. I 
wish he could see my boobies now. He’d be ever so 
happy. "

She looked at me coyly. "I liked it when he licked my 
nipples."

What an invitation. I guided her down on to her back on 
the mattress. Her hair splayed out behind her head. She 
smiled so sweetly, so innocently, so expectantly.

I leant over and very, very softly licked the tip of 
her tiny round nipples. It was like an electric shock. 
My whole body tingled. My cock had been hard since the 
moment she walked towards me, but now it was aching, 
ready to explode.

Again I teased her nipples with my tongue, then 
encircling it around and round her equally small 
aureole. It was so cute and pinkish and had just the 
tiniest of texture to it. Then I gently sucked in her 
little nipple, then her aureole, then and a large 
expanse of her small developing boob. It’s true what 
they say, more than a mouthful is a waste. Well there 
was little or no waste here. 

Her hands gripped my head and pressed me even more 
firmly. I freed her right nipple and eagerly attacked 
her left nipple. I don’t know if I got it any harder 
but I certainly tried. I licked and sucked and caressed 
those sweet eleven year old’s titties, as they were the 
last ever on this planet. She was thrashing around 
moaning and panting and begging me not to stop. 

I dropped my right hand to her smooth thigh. Her short 
flared skirt had moved up and as I caressed her slim 
smooth legs they moved apart and I edged up until I 
could just feel the edge of her little panties. Her 
legs moved even further apart and I sought her prize 
possession. She lifted her bum slightly as I found her 
crutch.

"Oh yes, touch me," she begged, "touch me there. I love 
it. I want it, do it!"

Well once again I needed no further invitation and my 
fingers traced the line of her tiny slit. Her very wet 
tiny slit. She pushed even more firmly. Begging and 
panting. She was mine and I knew it.

I found the edge of her panties and wormed my finger 
under the edge. Upwards and inwards. Her mound was 
quite smooth, not the faintest hint of a hair. Then I 
found it. The edge of her wet little slit. The edge of 
her sweet fanny. Her tight little fanny. I pressed 
fairly firmly and the tight little lips parted enough 
for my fingertip to slip in and up into her little 
jewel, she clamped her legs tightly shut as if afraid I 
would escape. Not a chance.

She was soaking wet. Her love juices had flooded her 
tight developing little fanny. I wormed my finger 
around as I continued to suck and nibble and tease at 
her little nipples. She was in raptures, moaning and 
twisting. Undecipherable little moans and screams came 
from her throat. She was totally out of control, yet 
totally in my control.

I pushed even further into her virgin cunt. Then I 
found it her tiny little clitoris. So very erotic and 
the source of so much pleasure.

I flicked and stroked. Her panting and low screams came 
even more urgently as I drove her towards the peak of 
her juvenile orgasm. Then it hit. Her body wracked and 
writhed as her orgasm hit with all the force of a 
tornado. Her cunt muscles squeezed and relaxed as she 
slipped in and out of control. 

One more push and I had found her hymen. I was so 
tempted but I wanted that for my hard rampant cock, 
which I knew was going to invade the virgin territory 
that was this horny little eleven year old. Her body 
arched and spasmed once more before she collapsed with 
a low pitiful moan flat on the bed. Her face streamed 
with both sweat and tears and she looked quite 
exhausted.

Her eyes opened and she sorta half smiled. "Oh thank 
you, thank you, that was the most.... Incredible thing 
that has ever happened to me."

I leant forward and kissed her childish lips.

"Oh Bree I’m glad I made you so happy, but my little 
sweet treasure that’s only the beginning, Granddad may 
have unlocked the door but I intend to open it wide. 
You were made for love, made for sex. You are the most 
incredibly sexy, sweet little girl I have ever met. I 
love you!"

Well that was it. She broke down and cried. Cried with 
tears of happiness.

"Oh sir ... I so wanted this to happen. I dreamt so 
often this year of you holding me, but I never thought 
it would happen, honesty I never did."

Reluctantly I withdrew my fingers from her tight little 
gash and held her happy crying little body. She 
shuddered a little. "Oh I feel so empty now, I want you 
to do that again and again."

"Oh Bree sweetheart I will but I have something much 
better than my fingers." And I guided her small open 
hand to my raging cock that was stretching my pants to 
breaking point.

"Finger fucking is great, but there’s something even 
better! But only if you really, really want to."

She pushed away and smiled so sweetly and innocently at 
me. Her little tear stained face, her sparkling eyes, 
all told the same story.

"Oh yes I want you to. I want you to do it so much!"

"What is you want, darling what is it?"

"I want you, I want your..."

"Go on sweetie say it, I have to be so sure you know 
what you want."

She gulped nervously, "I want your thingy, your cock," 
she whispered almost conspiratorially.

"Where darling, where do you want my hot hard steaming 
cock?"

She bit her lip like little girls so often do. "In my 
fanny," she whispered.

"Again sweetheart, say it all!"

"I want your big hard cock in my wet horny cunt!" She 
almost shouted it, so defiant was she. Her palm was 
rubbing my hard cock insistently now. 

"Oh Bree I want you to have to. I will give it you. I 
will bury my big cock in your tiny fanny. It’ll hurt, 
but only for a few fleeting seconds, then it’ll be all 
pleasure. I promise."

She hugged me tightly. "I know, I know, but I’ll be 
ever so brave, I promise." Her little eyes sparkled as 
she fervently vowed to give me her eleven-year-old 
virginity.

"And do you know something else that’ll be very, very 
special?"

She shook her head.

"I can fill your tiny little womb with all my love 
seed, all my baby making cream and you can’t get 
pregnant at least not until you start your periods and 
that will be a little while yet," I chuckled, "safe 
sex, safe and wonderful sex."

She nodded enthusiastically. If I’d been less fixated 
on fucking her, I might have seen the knowing little 
smile. A knowing, self satisfied, scheming sorta smile. 

"You can’t fuck me you know."

I looked at her in horror. Her eyes sparkled 
mischievously. 

"What!"

"You can’t fuck me," she repeated again.

"Why?" I was almost in a panic. I was so sure and I 
knew I wouldn’t force her.

"Obvious. We’ve got our clothes on, how can you fuck me 
with all your clothes on?"

"You little bitch," I laughed, "you’re just a tease, a 
naughty little tease."

She laughed, "that’s what granddad use to say. And when 
I was naughty he’d spank me. On my panties and on my 
bare bum you know."

It was so matter of fact.

"Well I think Granddad is a very wise man Bree. And I 
think you have been very naughty today. Yes I think a 
spanking is definitely in order." Then I smiled at her, 
"and then you’ll have no clothes on and then I’ll fuck 
you."

"Only if you’ve got no clothes on too," she said 
simply. "Granddad often took his pants off before he 
spanked me. He said he liked the feel of my bare skin 
on his. I think he liked it better when I pressed 
against his cock. It was always hard. Just like yours. 
I wonder who’s is the biggest?"

"Well there’s only one way you’ll find out," and I 
rolled over onto my back and lay waiting for her to 
make the next move.

"Oh goody," she squealed and with a skill belying her 
young years, quickly flipped open the top of my shorts, 
located the zip tab and had my pants open and my hard 
cock pressing up urgently against my jocks.

"Oh you are big, but I can’t really see yet."

She pulled my pants down and wormed them down over my 
legs. My hard cock throbbed as I watched this gorgeous 
eleven-year-old temptress stripping me.

She sat back and admired my cock. Tentatively she ran 
her open palms over my throbbing dick. "Oh it’s big, 
but I’m still not sure." And with that she slipped her 
fingers inside the waistband of my jocks and slowly, 
sensually lifted the band free of my waist and allowed 
my rampant cock to spring free. She wormed them down 
until I was totally naked before this little goddess. 
This gorgeous little pre-teen teasing virgin. 

"Oh!" she gasped. "It really is big. It might be too 
big. You’re bigger than Granddad."

She squirmed down the futon mattress and lie down 
beside me. Her sweet small hand grasped my cock. She 
was ever so gently. Obviously Granddad had taught her 
well. Her fingers slid up and down as she slowly 
caressed my throbbing prick. Crying out loud I was 
being wanked off by a sexy little 11-year-old pre-teen. 
It was just too incredible. 

"Is this what you did with Granddad?" I asked softly.

She nodded, "and this!"

Quite incredibly she leant forward and licked the tip 
of my cock. Sharp tingles of pain/pleasure throbbed 
through my cock. Her tongue darted out and around my 
glistening cock head. 

"Mmmm. Nice taste," she giggled, "I’d almost forgotten 
what it tasted like."

Then she opened her mouth further, making as big an O 
shape as she could and slowly inserted my cock into her 
willing mouth. The feeling was just out of this world. 
Her small mouth engulfed the head of my cock and her 
lips gripped it firmly. The she sucked, and sucked, and 
sucked some more. It was all far too much and as much 
as I wanted to stop her I simply couldn’t. My sperm 
shot up through my prick and exploded into her small 
mouth. She didn’t miss a beat. In fact she sucked 
harder ensuring that every last drop was caught and 
then swallowed.

Finally with my cock wilting in her mouth she relented 
and released it. She sat back licking the residue from 
around her sweet mouth.

"Yummy," she laughed like any little girl, "that was 
just yummy!" then she pointed at my soft cock and 
pulled a very child like face of disappointment. "Oh 
it’s going away, it’s all soft and wrinkly," she 
laughed. "But it doesn’t matter I know exactly how to 
fix that. And I know it’ll last a lot longer second 
time, Granddad always did."

And with that she rolled off the mattress and stood in 
front of me. Her little body was so gorgeous clad in 
just her short flared skirt and nothing else.

"You like my little boobies, they’ve been this small 
for ever, mum says they’ll grown bigger one day soon!"

"I hope not sweetheart and I love them just like they 
are," and I knelt up and traced the outline of the 
beautiful smooth, creamy little rises. I flicked her 
hard tiny nipples and she giggled in pleasure. 

She cupped her tiny breasts and teased me. "Do you 
really think they are beautiful? Would you like to kiss 
them again? I bet you’d like to suck them and nibble my 
little nipples?"

Oh boy was she right. I was totally infatuated by those 
tiny erect nipples. They were so incredibly small and 
pointy yet stood out so proudly. 

Then she dropped her hands to her legs and swayed in 
front of me. "Do you think I have nice legs? Granddad 
says they’re sexy legs. He liked rubbing his hands up 
and down them," then she paused and leant forward 
almost conspiratorially, "especially when he gave me my 
bath."

She stroked her bare thighs, "would you like to stroke 
my legs too. I bet you would?"

I nodded dumbly. 

"My skirt is in the way," she said simply and then 
raising her hands behind her head she stepped forward, 
inviting, teasing.

Her little nipples were once again directly in front of 
me. I leant forward and kissed each one in turn. Gosh 
they were so sweet.

Then almost trance like I reached for the clasp on her 
skirt and flicked it open. It fell to the ground and 
she kicked it away. That very act of lifting her foot 
displayed for the first time her tiny little slit. Her 
pretty pink cotton panties were damp, no... wet soaked 
by her own juices her little gash was so erotically 
outlined as the damp material clung to her young fanny. 
I could hardly control myself, but she stepped back 
teasing once again. I was losing control. She was in 
charge and she knew it.

"Is this what you want?" she whisper sexily. "Is this 
what you want to see, to touch, to lick?" she paused, 
for what seemed like along time her fingers stroked her 
tiny tight crack. Then she added quite forcibly. "To 
fuck!"

I could only nod.

"Tell me. Go on, tell me, what do you want to do!"

"I... I... I want to lick that little fanny of yours," 
I gasped. "I want to slip my fingers in that tight twat 
of yours. Yes I want to fuck you I want to fuck you 
over and over again."

She looked at me triumphantly. "Good!"

I reached for her sweet hips but she stopped me.

"Uh, uh, not yet, just lie back!"

I did as I was ordered, yes ordered. She really was in 
charge. I was being dominated by an eleven-year virgin 
temptress.

She squirmed up in between my open legs and softly 
caressed my bare legs traveling slowly upwards, past my 
knees, on to my thighs. It was so exquisite; almost 
painfully so. Then she reached her goal. She traced my 
hard cock with her tiny fingers. She was so gentle. As 
she had promised she had fixed my problem. My cock was 
hard and rampant and ready once again.

"Mmmm, you might be bigger than Granddad. Will it fit?"

Like a fool I answered. ‘Fit where?" before realising 
the stupidity of my answer.

She lent forward and kissed the head of my leaking cock 
and then stood up on the mattress her feet in-between 
my outstretched of my legs. Her little cunt was 
everything but visible against her wet tight little 
pretty pink panties.

"Here," she announced.

And then slowly much to my joy, she began to slide her 
panties slowly down over her flat tummy, enticingly 
over her puffy little mound. The very tip of her tight 
little cunt became visible. It glistened with her 
juices. Then slowly, sexily, temptingly, she lowered 
her panties even further. Her slit was centimetre by 
centimetre slowly revealed. Her eleven-year-old fanny 
so tight, so gorgeous, so exciting, was being slowly 
sensually revealed to my intense scrutiny. 

A little girl’s fanny – live – is nothing like a 
picture, not even a video. It has innocence, newness, a 
sensual, innocent appeal. Her lips though glistening, 
were tightly clasped together. Nothing except fingers 
had ever delved past those sweet lips. Nothing until 
now. I knew what was gong to enter. What was going to 
trespass, invade and bring almighty unrivalled 
pleasure? I was going to fuck her. Eleven or not I was 
going to slide my hard leaking cock past those little 
lips. Up her tight passage, breaking her sweet little 
hymen. I was going to fuck her – yes me. It was going 
to be me. She wanted it. I wanted it. It was going to 
happen.

She kicked her knickers to one side and stood there 
proudly hands on hips. Mound pressed proudly forward, 
her lips wet, sweet smelling and ready; ready for the 
experience of her little life.

"You can touch if you like" she smiled shyly. "Granddad 
like stroking my little fanny."

I slowly raised my fingers towards her little jewel. I 
was afraid she would disappear and I’d wake up and find 
it all been a dream. My fingertips grazed the outside 
of her wet slit. Her little body shuddered in pleasure 
and she forced her mound down on to my exploring 
fingers. The little fold parted slightly and I could 
see the pinkness of her developing fanny. I stroked the 
entire length. It was just incredible. Her lips parted 
slightly as I ran my fingers up and down. She was 
moaning softly. "Oh yes Ian, that’s right, do it, 
stroke me. Yes. Yes. Yes!"

My cock was throbbing so strongly now it was almost 
painful. It was painful.

I reached up with my other hand and using two fingers 
gently parted her tight eleven-year fanny lips. They 
were so wet my fingers slid into the crevice quite 
easily.

Her moaning and panting continued, she was loving it. 
It was also obvious she was used to somebody exciting 
her this way. Was it Granddad, was it herself or was it 
one of her little friends. I hoped it was the later. 
Life could get even more interesting if it included one 
or two of her ten-year-old classmates.

She lowered herself slightly and my fingers slipped 
right inside. Yes I was right inside that tight little 
cunt of hers. Her sweet tight cunt. And as tight as she 
was, I slipped in quite easily.

"Oh yes," she moaned, "finger fuck me, fuck me, yes, I 
love it I want you, please, please."

For the first time since she had appeared I was 
regaining some control. I pulled my fingers out sharply 
for between her wet lips. 

"Oh don’t stop, please don’t stop, please!"

I gripped her hips and smiled at her. "Oh but sweetie I 
have something even better, stand either side of me and 
move forward."

She did as I was asked until she was asked and her 
fanny lips were stretched even further apart, 
displaying more full her tight little pink, wet virgin 
pussy.

"Oh yes, I know what you’re going to-do." And as I 
grasped her slim childish hips she slowly began 
lowering herself onto my face.

Closer and closer, lips spread further and further 
part, her virginal passage more and more displayed. She 
lowered herself towards my mouth Towards my protruding 
tongue. She knew exactly what to do. My senses were in 
overload. The sweet girl’s fanny, so close, so 
exciting. It was so smooth, so hairless still. The 
aroma. The smell of her sex juices, the little girl 
smell of her sweet pre-teen body. The feel of her sooth 
slim almost non-existent hips as I steadied her body. 
The sight of her little boobies rising off her chest 
but those little nipples, so tiny but so incredibly 
hard. It was total overload.

Then we touched, her lips met mine. Her fanny lips met 
my tongue. I slid it the length of her wet cunt. They 
gave slightly, but were so firm. Further they parted 
and further as I entered her. A precursor to what was 
to come very, very soon. It wouldn’t be my tongue 
exploring that sweet smelling virgin pussy, it would be 
my big hard cock.

It was in. My tongue was in. It was exploring the tight 
confines of her little virgin cunt.

She was full on my face now, her thighs engulfing my 
eager face and searching tongue. I was trapped. I 
stretched my tongue further forward, deeper and deeper, 
forcing the tight walls of her wet slippery fanny. Then 
I struck gold. I had found her little clit. It was like 
the rest of her, so tiny, but like her little nipples 
so very, very erect. I had found nirvana.

I flicked it once, twice, three times with my tongue. 
Her body responded instantaneously, she drove down 
forcibly squirming, twisting,. I had to hold her sweat-
covered hips as firmly as I could. I knew I was digging 
my fingers tips into her sweet flesh, but she just 
ignored the pain. Her body was wracked with sheer 
pleasure and if pain was part of it then she was 
accepting of it. I flicked backwards and forward. Her 
clit was like a tiny apple stem and I was determined to 
torment her. But alas not for very long. I felt her 
body stiffen and she drove downwards and threw her head 
back. 

I took the opportunity to find her little boobies and 
those extraordinary little nipples. As slippery as she 
was I managed to get grip them firmly and roll them 
between my finger and thumb. Again I must have been 
rough, but she didn’t mind, her orgasm was building. It 
was the most incredibly exciting experience of her 
young life. Nobody had made her feel this way ever 
before. Her juices flooded her already soaking fanny. 
The waves of pleasure flooded through her pre-teen body 
and I tormented her clit and nipples as much as I 
could, trying to extend the wonderful feelings I knew 
she must be experiencing. 

She was moaning and panting, a low scream began in her 
belly as her orgasm stuck and at the zenith rose into a 
loud animal like scream. It was undecipherable, but she 
was begging for more, begging me not stop.

But alas it did pass, her orgasm flooded her little 
body, tumultuous waves rose and then like all waves 
receded and she collapsed forward on to the mattress, 
my face and her fanny still joined like Siamese twins. 
Her little body was quite limp and I easily rolled her 
clear and shuffled her into my arms. I looked into her 
tear stained eleven year old face. She was quite 
drained, quite exhausted, but incredibly satisfied. Her 
eyes opened and she smiled. 

"Oh I never dreamt it could ever be that good, never."

I smiled kindly at her. "Well my darling Bree, it was 
and it’s going to get better. If that’s what my tongue 
can do then just think what my cook is going to do to 
that sweet little virgin fanny."

I looked closely into her eyes. The excitement and 
expectation were all there, but there was a little bit 
of uncertainty.

Then I added slowly and with just a hint of 
manipulation. "That is of course if that’s want you 
want."

I could see her thinking. She had come with a plan that 
was obvious. Then the final thrust. "That is if you 
think you’re mature enough to want to experience a 
feeling so utterly out of this world; even better than 
what we just shared. You might not be ready. After all 
you’re still only a little girl." 

Well that was it. A challenge. Her resolve hardened. 
She had come with a plan. She was going to fuck me. And 
that plan was still it. She wanted my cock right where 
it belonged.

She stroked my cheek tenderly, "you better believe it. 
Granddad said when he left that when I find somebody 
else special I’d know it. Well I have and I do." And 
she kissed me tentatively at first, but then with force 
and finally with consuming passion. Our lips and mouths 
mashed, our lips parted, our tongues entwined. Once 
again we were travelling down a new road of unexplored 
passion. It was not going to end until she once again 
achieved, we once again achieved, hopefully, another 
incredibly orgasm.

This was it, "ready," I whispered.

"Yes!"

My mouth travelled down over her sweet chin, her slim 
chest and licked and kissed her child’s chest. Once 
again I zeroed in her small flat boobies and those 
gorgeous pin prick nipples. They were so sensitive and 
she was soon writhing in pleasure and moaning and 
begging.

Her little tits were no more than small rises of flesh, 
but oh so sexy.

Down further over her cute little belly button and she 
giggled childishly. Then her flat smooth belly until I 
was almost upon her tight hairless little virgin slit. 
I parted her lips and stared in awe at the slim pink 
channel that led to her most scared of treasure. My 
tongue once again explored the passageway. She grabbed 
my hair and pushed me tight against her cent.

"Oh yes. lick me, stick it in, do it, do it, do it!"

And do it I did Once again I forced my tongue deep into 
her virgin passage knowing that within minutes seconds 
I would be entering that heavenly portal with something 
else.

I found her little clit again and flicked and squirmed 
my tongue against it. She was past control now and I 
knew it was now or never. I rolled over onto my back 
and dragged her with me. 

"Lift up," I ordered urgently and she did just that. 
Straddling my rampant straining cock. My cock was 
squirming, aiming at her eleven year old pussy. No it 
was touching, grazing her eleven-year-old pussy. Up and 
down, slipping just inside those tight lips, forcing 
them apart. She squealed as the flesh stretched, but 
didn’t stop her gyrations. I grabbed her hips now my 
cock was nestled firmly in her tight little opening. 
And oh how tight it was. It felt like a vice. 

"Honey, you do it. Lower yourself. You know it’ll hurt 
for a moment, but it’ll be better for you."

She nodded and bit her lip. Slowly she forced down 
"Ouch, oww ahhhh," she panted. "It hurts, oh it hurts."

I grasped her hips firmly holding her. "We can stop, 
you don’t have to!"

She looked down at my cock partially embedded in eh 
tight cunt. Her mound bulging, the shook her head. "No! 
No! No! Do it!" she screamed. "I don’t care!" 

She bore down even harder. As slippery as my cock was, 
it was so hard, but I was going in. I was entering a 
little further. The whole of the head of my cock was 
now firmly inside her, spreading her lips even further, 
forcing her tight little virgin passage to give way to 
my advancing monster. Tears streamed own her little 
child’s face. Bur she only paused. 

"My hymen," she gasped.

I nodded, "Relax, just relax, it’ll be easier.

I saw her face contort as she shifted her tiny torso. I 
still held her firmly. She was like a feather, so small 
and slim. Then the moment came. Her little body did 
relax and I knew then it was the time.

I grasped her hips and simultaneously reared up off the 
mattress and pulled her down as forcibly as I could.

I felt her thin membrane rip. Her passage expanded and 
my cock slipped right into her passage all the way up 
to her developing cervix.

""Agggggghhhhhhhh," she screamed, tears flowing freely 
down her face. "Stop it, stop it, you’re tearing me 
apart, I can’t stand it. 
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeassssssssssse!"

"Hold on, please hold on little one, it’ll pass just 
stay still don’t move."

Her body was rigid with fear, but somewhere inside her 
pain wracked brain the message got through. She bit her 
lip and screwed her face up and froze.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that seconds, 
minutes, but slowly, imperceptibly at first, I felt her 
little body relax, the tears softened to sobs and her 
breathing became more controlled.

I twitched my hips slightly causing my cock to vibrate 
in her fully filled eleven-year-old cunt.

"Aghhhhhh!" she mooned, but then a tiny smile started. 
Through the tears. Through the pain. Through the 
discomfort."

"Do that again," she panted, "it felt,... oh it 
felt..."

"Never mind," I whispered. 

Once again I twitched, lifting my hips up and forcing 
my cock against her tight walls. And then relaxing. 
There was just the tiniest of movement in and out of 
her tight vice like passage. No longer a virgin, no 
longer an innocent. She was being fucked and now she 
was fucking back.

I felt her rise slightly and then drop. Then again as 
she experimented with how far she could go before pain 
force itself to the forefront. Her passage had 
expanded. Still tight, awesomely so, but it was 
accommodating my cock. She was fucking me. A little 
further only millimeters really, maybe centimetre, but 
each time a little further. 

Her moans of pain were slowly being transformed into 
pleasure. I knew she was hurting. Crying out loud my 
cock was. It felt like somebody had rubbed sandpaper 
round me. She had obviously skinned it as I tore into 
her virgin pussy.

Slowly, carefully, we searched for rhythm, awkwardly at 
first, but then with more confidence, more pleasure, 
less pain. It was happening. We were fucking in unison. 
My cock was sliding in and out with much more ease. She 
was rising and falling encouraging my strokes. Each 
time she ummphhed as I tried to go a bit deeper into 
her virgin passage, but each time she came back for 
more. 

Her little titties glistened with perspiration making 
them shine like little jewels. She was chewing her 
lips, but there was an expression of sheer pleasure and 
determination across her pre-teen face. This was what 
her granddad had promised would happen and she knew she 
wanted it to continue.

"Take control," I panted, "you decide how fast." 

I rested my hands on her hips to steady her as she rose 
and then fell at her own pace. She was careful at 
first, panicking a little as she felt my cock near the 
lips of her tight but juicy fanny. Slowly she got the 
hand of it, then she was able to rise, hold and then 
power down on my hard cock. She was so divine.

Once she was doing it by herself my hands and fingers 
sought out those sweet blooming titties. I cupped them 
at first, grasping and holding them forcing them into 
shape like two little half tennis balls. She rolled her 
head back and moaned. "Oh yes, that is wonderful, keep 
on doing it. I love having my titties played with. It’s 
incredibleeeee!’

Then I went to work on her hard cute little nipples. 
They were so incredibly sexy and appealing. Round and 
round I twisted and turned them like two little knobs. 
She was really panting and moaning now as she enjoyed 
the twin sensations of her breasts and fanny being 
stimulated and excited.

I knew she couldn’t hold it much longer and neither 
could I!

I gripped her hips and guided her up and down in even 
longer deeper fuller stokes. Faster and after she went, 
moaning and screaming like there was no tomorrow. 
Deeper and deeper, or so it seemed, I drove into her 
virgin love tunnel. Her cunt walls continued to grip 
and squeeze and excite.

Then it happened I felt my seed build and bubble in my 
balls. "I’m coming," I screamed "I’m going to fill your 
little belly, your tight cunt with my baby seed. Fuck 
me! Fuck Me!"

"Yes! Yes! More! Harder," she screamed. "I want it all. 
Now!" Her own juvenile orgasm hit home with all the 
force of a mini tornado.

Her body stiffened and arched back and she drove hard 
down for one final thrust as our orgasms hit within 
seconds of each other. I could feel my seed spurt out 
through my cock and I knew it was filling her once 
virginal tiny developing eleven year old cunt. Filling 
every nook and cranny with its white gushing cream. Her 
own orgasm flooded her tiny body and we were awash in 
juices, hers and mine, both giving freely and so 
copiously.

Then like a train speeding by it was gone. I was empty. 
She was full, but wasted. Her little body collapsed 
onto my chest, my cock still semi-hard impaled in her 
tight little cunt. But she was gone, there was no 
energy left. She could only lie on my chest sobbing and 
panting. Her hard little nipples bored still so 
seductively into my naked chest. I hugged her tightly 
and soothed her with meaningless sweet platitudes.

Finally I felt her stir and I rolled her sideways, my 
cock finally slipping with a cute little plop from her 
tight abused little fanny. 

"Ohhhh," she giggled, "that felt funny." 

I looked at her young face. Her eyes were red, her 
cheeks tear stained, her lips dry. But there was an 
aura around her. She was satisfied. It had been hard on 
her at first, but she was satisfied. There was 
knowingness about her. Her eyes red, but sparkling with 
pleasure and excitement.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked softly.

She nodded her little head, "but only at first. I knew 
that. It was worth it. I knew that too." 

For eleven years old she was incredibly together. 

"Did you enjoy it," she asked kindly. "After all I'm 
only eleven!"

"Oh Bree you just don’t know how much. I dreamt, but I 
never once thought this would happen. I’ve looked at 
you so often and wondered what if, but that was all, 
wondering. I never thought it would happen."

"Yeh," she nodded ‘Granddad said lots of men wish, but 
it never happens. I'm so glad I made your dreams come 
true too." And with that she lifted her head and kissed 
me so softy and patiently on the lips.

"It’s getting late I think I better go home before mum 
wonders and I wouldn’t want that."

I nodded but said nothing.

She rolled off the mattress and stood before me her 
naked torso haloed by the late afternoon sunlight. It 
was so innocent, belying what had just occurred between 
this shy wonderful beautiful eleven years old and man 
old enough to be her grandfather. 

I made to stand up I wanted to help her dress, to enjoy 
touching her blossoming pre-teen, pre-pubescent little 
body.

"No let me do it," she smiled softly

Slowly, sensuously, she picked up her panties and drew 
them up over her legs. She guided them into place 
hiding that most sacred of places and smoothing them 
over tight little buns. Her skirt came next. For that I 
was grateful. I was able to enjoy her small titties 
bobbling on her cute sweet chest. 

She picked up her t-shirt and lifting it above her head 
I was rewarded with one least view of those small 
little nubbins, her nipples still hard and very erect. 
She pulled it down over her lithe young chest and 
smoothed it into place, her nipples stood out so 
erotically. Her sneakers and socks were added in quick 
succession and she pulled her fingers through he 
tousled hair. Finally she came over and knelt beside my 
still naked body. My cock was hard again for the 
reverse striptease. It had been so natural, but so 
erotic,

"Tut, tut, you naughty man I suppose I’ll have to take 
care of that before I leave." 

She dropped her head and gripping my rampant cock she 
guided it to her hot lips. Her tongue encircled my 
gleaming ultra sensitive cock head. I almost passed out 
at the tingly electric feelings that flooded thru my 
lower belly. It was just so exquisite. Her mouth 
engulfed my cock one last time and she slid her smooth 
little hand up and down my cock. 

It was only a matter of brief seconds before she had 
driven me to another orgasm. I shot my load inside her 
willing mouth and she greedily gobbled ever last drop. 
Finally she sat back and brushed her hair to one side, 
her cum stained lips said it all. She really had 
enjoyed the chance to suck my cock one last time and 
relieve me of my last love juices. She leant over and 
kissed me transferring my cum. Our tongues fought, our 
lips mashed, as we embraced done last time.

Reluctantly I let her go as I felt her pull away. She 
stood and brushed her self down.

"Thank you that was wonderful, one last memory."

I gasped at her words. "Last time!"

"Yes," she aid softly, "granddad made me promise if I 
did do this when I was still young it would only happen 
once. He said only danger could come out of a 
relationship. I wanted you; I loved what we did, but no 
more." 

I shook my head sadly, but I knew I couldn’t argue 
either. To force her to change her mind would be to 
spoil what we had enjoyed. She turned to walk away, but 
then looked back with a big cheeky grin on her young 
face.

"But don’t worry I know at least two ten year olds that 
have huge crushes on you. I'm sure I can ‘dare’ them 
into trying to tease you and we all know what’s likely 
to happen next. Be here next Saturday, and you just 
never know your luck!"

With a big smile and a little skip she flounced out of 
the room leaving me still naked, but very satisfied and 
very expectant, still on the mattress. I lay there for 
a few moments visualizing just who might come through 
the door next time. Well she had mentioned two names, 
Rebecca and Sally, and they were both quite cute, no 
very cute and I'm sure could be more than sexy. 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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