Date: Sun, 6 Jun 2010 08:03:46 -0500
From: R.J. Josh Maxwell <btomandback@hotmail.com>
Subject: Milk pt 2

We closed the door and locked it, and then Ellie and I just stared at each
other. Fourteen-year-old me in just my shorts and nine-year-old her in just
that cotton shift thing of hers. I stared at the front of it.

"What happens now?" Ellie asked in a whisper.

I swallowed hard. "We get naked."

Ellie nodded like, yeah, that makes sense. She pulled her shift off over
her head. That left her in only her white cotton panties. Her nipples were
only a little bigger than my pinpoints, but they were a deep rose color on
her pale white skin. She still had that slightly thicker shape of a preteen
girl, but pleasantly so. Her skin looked warm.

I dropped my shorts to the floor and Ellie's eyes widened as she saw the
tent at the front of my underwear. I pulled my underwear down and my boner
sprang out, thick and bouncing. Her mouth dropped.

"It's big," she whispered.

"It's a boner," I said.  "I've got an erection."

Her brow furrowed briefly, but then she nodded. "It's a stiffy like my
little brothers get, but it's big!"

"I'm older," I said with a shrug. "Mine's supposed to get even bigger in
the next year or two. You know why it get's hard, right?"

She nodded. Her eyes rose from my dick and met mine as she pushed the sides
of her panties down. She didn't look all bossy and smart assed like she so
often did before. She looked nervous... like me.

I watched as her panties dropped to the floor. I had seen my own sisters
naked before. Ellie looked like they did down there, though her slit came
up a little more in front.

I took her hand and led her to the leather couch in my Dad's study. "Lie
down on your back," I told her.

Ellie lay back, dropping her hands between her legs, modestly; but once
they were there, she rubbed herself.

I knelt up onto the couch and opened her legs wider. "Let me see," I
whispered.

Remember, this was before the internet. The most pornographic thing I had
ever seen was the diagram in my father's reference book the day before. I
had seen my sisters naked, but never had a close up look. I wanted
one. After reading about clitorises, I want to see what one looked like.

I spread her labia at the top, where the clitoris had been on the diagram,
and I found a small wrinkle of soft flesh. I felt it with my fingertip, and
as I felt it, it grew hard and rose up, a small nub.

Ellie pulled back her hips. "Not too hard," she said. "Don't rub on it, rub
around it, like this." She pressed her fingers over her labia and circled
them.

I removed her fingers and replaced them with mine. She was warm down there;
almost hot. I circled my fingers and she planted her heels in the couch,
lifting her pussy to me.  Her labia had parted at the top where her
clitoris had swelled and at the bottom where I saw the pink membrane lining
her opening. I spread her labia wider down there and tried to see inside. I
felt inside with my finger. Ellie tensed.

Her insides hugged my finger. It was tight. I wiggled my finger around to
see if her opening would stretched big enough for my dick. It seemed to
give a little.

"Ouch!" Ellie said.

I pulled my finger out. I had no idea how my dick was supposed to fit in
there, but I knelt up on the couch and lifted her under the butt to raise
her opening while I splayed my knees wide to lower my dick down to meet it.

My glans looked impossibly big as I pressed it at her opening, spreading
her labia. They were pink, but not as deeply pink as my glans.  I tried
pushing but her opening didn't give. That's when I thought about using
spit, like I sometimes did when I jacked off.  I spread spit on my glans
and then lifted her by the butt again. I drooled a little saliva onto her
labia and moved it around in her slit with my glans, then I pushed at her
opening again, and this time, my glans disappeared inside.

Ellie's breath caught again, and she went rigid. I eased my hips forward
very slowly. Ellie's eyes shut tightly and she bit her lip. The warm, damp
sheath of her little vagina slid snuggly over my glans and down my shaft,
almost like sucking it upr.

And then my tight, little pubic bush pressed her bare labia and I was all
the way in. She sheathed me completely. The press of my balls under her
butt and the snugness of our pubic fit stretched my full length into her.

I pulled back, feeling the slide of her vaginal lining over my shaft and
glans. It was way different from what I imagined it would be and so much
better. I eased back in. Ellie circled her hips, wiggling me in.

Holding her under the butt with both hands, I lay down onto her. She
wrapped her arms around my neck. My hips forced her legs apart. She planted
her heels beside my legs on the couch. I pumped my hips and she murmured
softly. She lifted and circled her hips. We began to move together.

"Do you like it?" I asked in a whisper.

Her head nodded beside mine.  I lifted my face to look down at hers. She
was flushed, her lips parted. I'd never seen the way a girl looks with a
dick up her pussy. I watched her as I pumped my hips. She bit her lip. I
lowered my lips to her's. I'd only kissed a girl once, and never like this.

She kissed me back, hugging the back of my neck. Then she clung to my
neck. We began to bounce on the couch, and our skin made squishing/pealing
sounds against the leather.

Perhaps because I'd come twice the night before with her brother, the
driving urge to come didn't kick in right away. Her insides sliding on my
dick just felt really good. By the time my balls started to tighten and I
felt the urge to go faster, Ellie was already pawing my back. I didn't know
girls could come, and certainly not nine-year-old girls. I thought for a
second that I was hurting her, but her pelvis pumped the way only a
nine-year-old girl can do, and I knew she liked it.

Ellie gasped and shuddered all over and I felt her insides squirm on me. I
shoved deep and squirted hard, several big pulses.

Her arms remained tight around my neck. She wrapped her legs around the
back of mine, just like Ethan had done the night before; but my dick was
still inside Ellie. And I was still hard.

I pulled my hands from under her butt, but her bottom was at the edge of
the cushion and sank little. She tightened her legs and kept me buried
inside her.

I kissed her again, perhaps like an older brother might kiss a little
sister, but longer, softly.

She moved her hips. I could feel a hunger in her movements, and my dick
grew fully hard again.

I came two more times inside her on the couch that morning. When she
finally stood up, she was like bow-legged. She rubbed between her legs
gingerly.  My cum dripped out onto Dad's hardwood floor.

"I'll wipe it up," I told her.

She nodded.  "I need to wipe me up," she said.

I pulled on my shorts and ran down the hall for toilet paper. I brought it
back inside my pants in case anyone stopped me. I didn't want them asking
what the TP was for.

I helped Ellie clean herself. Her labia were bright red and looked
inflamed. On impulse, I kissed them softly and smelled my own sex there.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Ellie nodded. "I'm sore."

"Sorry, El," I said, using the nickname for the first time. I ran my hand
over the soft skin of her belly and felt her nipples with a fingertip. "Did
you like it?" I asked, afraid that she would say, no.

Her eyes went wide and she smiled. "Yeah."

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