A Helping Hand
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When I drove past a house not far from my own I saw her coming out,
carrying a heavy chair backwards down the stairs. She was thirteen,
wearing a tight white dress that outlined her budding, puffy breasts
and nothing else. I was quite sure of that as she was bending a bit and
her dress rode high, showing her privates nicely from behind. The white
dress was in contrast to her beautiful, black skin and I stopped the
car immediately.

I walked up to her and gave her a friendly slap on her buttocks, which
made her turn her head with the most startlingly blue eyes towards me.
"Can I help?" I asked.

"Yes please, it's rather heavy and Janie seems to have disappeared."

I edged around her and lifted the chair from the other side and without
too much trouble we got it into the garage.

"There's only a bed frame left," she said. "Do you mind?" She cocked
her head towards me, indicating that I could leave now if I wanted to.

"Not a problem, I wasn't doing anything special after all."

"Great."

She took my hand and led me into the house to the bedroom. The bed
frame was solid wood and quite heavy. We had to turn it on its side to
get it out the door and just as we turned the corner, the door to the
bathroom opened. "Sorry, I spilt paint all over me and had to have a
shower." She was drying her hair with a towel and did not immediately
look at us. She was twelve and stark naked apart from the towel around
her head. She was tall with small, firm breasts and big, puffy areolas
topped with long, straight nipples. She was hairless in the crotch and
you could just see her hooded clit. She wrapped the towel around her
head as a turban and looked up at us. "Oh hi," she said. "Nice of you
to help." She looked at her friend. "Let me give you a hand down the
stairs."

So with the two girls at one end and me at the other, we got the bed
frame into the garage. Janie did not seem to mind in the least that she
did it all with only her head covered. When we had it placed as best we
could in the garage, she took the towel off and ran it through her hair
one last time before motioning us outside.

"OK, that's great. I'll just lock up and then we can have something to
drink. You guys look quite sweaty. I know I am." She closed the garage
door and locked before leading us back into the house. I could not help
staring at her lithe frame. She smiled when she saw me staring and
stopped in the open door to let me have a good look. Eventually we all
went into the kitchen where she gave us a cold beer each. "Cheers
folks." We saluted her back. "Thanks for a job well done." She downed
the beer and after a few seconds she burped loudly. "Pardon," she said
with a giggle that made her breast jiggle enticingly.

"I need a shower," the other said. "Are you coming?" She held a hand
out to me.

"OK," I said and took her hand.

We went into the bathroom and without further ado, she slipped her
dress off, standing naked in front of me. While I enjoyed the sight of
her firm breasts, flat tummy and oversized clitoris, she undressed me,
caressing my skin at every possibility. I could not help myself and had
to caress her soft skin back. She turned on the shower and pulled us
inside. She bent over and whispered, "Take me!"

What could I do. My dick was hard as steel and my brain empty like a
school on a Sunday. I let my hormones guide me and entered her slowly,
enjoying every second of it. She was tight and moaned as inch by slow
inch closed in on her cervix. I grabbed her dangling breasts and
squeezed them gently while making love to her. As we got into it, she
moved back against me harder and harder until I suddenly entered her
innermost sanctum. I had passed her cervix and had my dick lodged
inside the place normally reserved for growing children. She shuddered
in an orgasm and I started to squeeze her breasts harder, feeling her
hard nipples between my fingers.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "This is how it should be. Ahh. Your huge cock
fills me so good. Yes!"

I could not hold back for long spearing a nubile teenager with my big
dick and just as she got her second orgasm, I filled her with my hot
sperm. As I withdrew, still shooting like mad, I felt a warm, soft hand
grabbing and Janie's voice saying, "Let me help out here." She took my
shooting dick into her mouth and in one swift movement I was lodged in
her gullet with her nose touching my tummy. She drank the last shots
before turning round, presenting her pre-teen pussy to me.

"Are you sure you can manage this?" I asked her, looking at her sweet,
tight pussy.

"Of course I can," she said. "Dad is quite a bit bigger than you and I
can take him so your small one shouldn't be a problem."

That was probably the first time anybody had called my twelve-inch dick
small, but there you go, and without further delay I pushed my way into
her hot pussy and yes, she could take me without any problems. Not that
she felt loose in any way, she just expanded easily. And when I touched
her cervix, she just wiggled her bum and I was inside her most private
place. I was unable to caress her with my hands as I needed them to
stay stable in the slippery shower, but I did not need to have any fear
of her not being provided for properly as a pair of black hands started
to roam her young body. After a short while the two girls French kissed
like true lovers and somehow managed to move around so they could
masturbate each other too. After about a quarter of an hour of steamy
(literally) sex, the girls came hard and I had no choice but to fill
the pre-teen womb with my hot load. When I was almost finished
shooting, I could not hold myself up any longer and slid to the floor,
sending cascades of sperm into the air.

"I guess it's not size that matters," grinned Janie, looking at my
spermy geyser. "You're smaller than dad, but gosh, you've got a a
supply that outlasts anything I've ever seen."

We managed to get ourselves clean and dry and after another beer in the
kitchen I said, "I'm afraid that I have to leave now."

"That's OK ... and thanks for the help." She looked across to her
friend, who nodded. "Maybe she can get a ride home too?"

"Of course she can," I said.

"Thanks," Janie said and gave me a hot kiss.

The black girl picked up our clothes, took my hand and said, "Let's go
then, Dad."


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