Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2008 09:57:57 -0500
From: Larry Marion <steamgene@cox.net>
Subject: Kristen's Seduction

	If I hadn't been so horny that day, I'm sure I wouldn't have
Kristen Mayfield's cherry that afternoon.  But I hadn't had sex for three
weeks and I was used to getting it several times a week.  My current
girl, Amanda Price was mad at me two weeks ago because she'd heard
I'd been seen with Sylvia Smith and Sylvia was known to be easy.  I'd
lied to her about not fucking Sylvia and eventually she'd let me feel
her up, but that was it.  The following week she'd been on the rag
and had cramps so bad she didn't even want to go out.
	To make it worse, Bill Mayfield, Kristen's sixteen year old brother,
my age, wasn't home, visiting with cousins in Des Moines.  Bill and I
had been giving each other blow jobs since we were thirteen.  Now I'm
bi, but Bill is a complete fag and he'd learned about blow jobs from
one of his third cousins in Des Moines, so I knew he would come home
content.
	But he'd told me he'd be home today about one, so I went to his
house about 1:15.  When the door opened, it was Kristen, wearing a
bathrobe.  Kristen was eleven and something of a pest.
	"Hi, Ralph," she said and smiled at me.  She was blond, and blue
eyed, and cute for her age.  Actually, for eleven, she was rather
stacked but still young and, as I said, a pest.  It seemed to me that
her bathrobe completely hid the boobs that were ordinarily so obvious
on such a short and thin girl.
	"Where's Bill?"
	"Our folks are still waiting for him at the airport.  His plane's
over an hour late.  My folks said they won't be home until at least
three.  Come in, if you want."  She smiled again.  "You can watch tv
here until he gets home.  I know he'll be glad to see you.
	I had nothing else to do so I said, "Sure," and walked in.  "You
going to take a shower or something?"
	"Nah.  I just did."  She led the way into the family room and sat
down in the center of the couch.  I joined her.
	"You can go get dressed," I said.
	"I'm okay," she said and leaned closer to me.  I thought I smelled
perfume on her.     It came to me that she was making a move on me.
	"Say, aren't you eleven?"
	"Nope.  I had a birthday three weeks ago.  I'm twelve.  Almost a
teenager.  Then I can date and I can't wait," she said.
	"I'm sure you'll have the seventh grade boys lining up to ask you
out," I said.
	"Seventh grade boys.  That's what they are, boys!  I'll want some
guy with a car."
	I laughed.  "Going for the big game, are you?"
	"Yeah," she said.  I leaned closer.  It was perfume.  She curled her
legs up on the couch, revealing them all the way past the knee.  I
got the feeling she was naked under the bathrobe.  Well, why not play
along?  I slipped my arm around her and she cuddled up to me at
once.  "No seventh grader would do that," she breathed.
	I started getting hard.  Let's see just how far this would go.  "No
he wouldn't."  I touched her chin with my  left hand and gave her
shoulder a gentle squeeze.  "Nor this," I said, and kissed her.  Her
arm went around my neck at once, so I eased my tongue to her lips and
they parted at once.  This was too easy, but  she sure wasn't
objecting. How far could I get in an hour and a half?  Her tongue
answered that question by darting into my mouth. Wow!  Not much
experience, apparently, but eager and willing.
	We frenched for a few minutes before I figured I'd might as well go
for second base.  I rubbed her shoulder with my right hand and
slipped my left hand inside the bathrobe. All I could feel was a
nipple, but it was hard and sticking up from her chest.  I stopped
rubbing her shoulder and pulled the robe open without a bit of
protest from her.
	"Your boobs?" I said, but continued to play with the nipple, which
did have a puffy base.  She wasn't totally flat.
	"Falsies.  But that feels good," she breathed and went back to
kissing me, while her hands began to work at my shirt buttons.  This
called for something more, so I broke the kiss and began to kiss
those nipples, before taking the right one into my mouth.  "Oh!" she
squealed. ""Ralph.  That's great!"  I continued to play with the left
nipple and suck the right one as she got as many buttons undone as
she could.
	I broke off her nipples and raised myself a bit to allow her to pull
my shirt from my pants, and take it off.  I took my undershirt off
myself, then reached for her robe's belt. I figured she'd stop me
there, and she did, but in a different way.
	"Let's go to my room," she said.
	"Okay," I said and gathered up my shirt and t-shirt.  She led the
way, though I knew where it was.
	Her room was not a little girl's room, but had walls covered with
rock star posters.  She shut the door behind me and walked over to
the bed and kicked off her slippers, then held her arms out to me.  I
had to bend over a bit to kiss her, which I did and she responded
again. As she did, I took her shoulders and gently pushed her to her
bed.  "Take off your shoes," she said.
	I didn't even bother to unlace them, but used my toes to kick each
one off, while she clung to me and pushed against me.  I knew she
could feel my boner.  I reached between us, found the knot in her
robe's belt and pulled it.  The end slipped out and the belt fell to
the sides.  I reached between her legs and felt warm, moist flesh,
but no hair.   Did she shave it?  Or did she not have any hair yet?
Well, it was a pussy and I slipped my finger between its lips, to
find her clit, which was already swollen and  began to gently rub it.
	Her hands went to my belt buckle, then my zipper.  I slipped the
robe off her shoulders as she began working on my waist button.  She
broke the kiss and moaned as I eased my finger into her love hole.
	"You shave down there? I asked.
	"Not yet," she replied and began pulling my pants down.  "Oh.  That
feels good," she said as she began to pull my boxers off.  I'd never
known a girl so forward the first time.  Before she got them off, I
eased her onto the bed, with her legs lying over the edge.  I'd never
kissed a bald pussy before.
	I kissed both her nipples and then began to kiss my way down until I
got to her pussy lips which were indeed moist.  My tongue entered
where my finger had been and she immediately began to buck, forcing
her cunt against my lips.  "Oh, oh!  OH!  OH!" she squealed.  "I'm
cumming.  OH!"  I could feel more moisture almost force its way into
my throat.
	I eased up.  "That was fast, I said.
	"Nobody has ever done that to me.  That was great!"  She turned her
head slightly away.  "I guess you want me to do that to you."
	"Yes, if you want to."
	"I do.  But I've never done it before.  But I think I know what to
do."  I still stood next to the bed.  Kristen grabbed my shorts and
pulled them down.  "My God, you're so big!  Can it fit?"  I knew I
had close to an eight inch dick and it must have looked awesome, as
her face was close to it.
	"It'll fit, I said, and reached down to kiss her again.  She kissed
eagerly.  "You have a different taste," she said when the kiss broke.
	"That's you," I said.  "You'll taste different, too."
	"Oh," she said.   She took her cock in her hand, gently kissed the
tip of it, and then began to work her way down the bottom of my
shaft, like she knew what she was doing.  I groaned.  She worked her
way back up the shaft, licked the head and began to ease it into her
mouth.  Wow, twelve years old and giving a great blow job!  I began
to rock just a bit, matching my hips to her mouth going back and
forth as her tongue played with my cock.
	It had to be the three weeks without sex and my total amazement that
this child would be doing this, but it wasn't but a minute when I
could feel my tension rise and I knew I was about to cum.  "Kristen.
I'm about to cum," I said, knowing I should warn her, though I wanted
her to keep going until I did.  She kept on sucking.  I knew I was
seconds from blowing my top.  "I'm gonna! I moaned, but she kept on
and I came.  And came.  And came.  She never stopped, but took it
all.  When she finished, I raised her face and saw a drop or two of
cum at the corners of her mouth.  I licked them off and kissed her.
"That was great," I said.
	"Yeah," she said. "It's all limp!"
	I took her hand and put it on my cock.  At once it began to rise
again.  "Not for long," I said, and pushed her down on her bed.  As
she settled down, her knees came up and her legs spread.   I reached
down and stroked her pussy for a minute, playing with her clit and
gently sliding my finger between her love lips. Her hips began to
rock.  With that, I eased between her legs and guided my cock to her
lips and pushed gently in.
	"This may hurt for a moment," I said.
	"I know," she said.  "That's alright.   With that I pushed in and
felt heer hymen touch my cockhead.  I pushed and nothing happened.
She must have a tough one.  I pusehd again.  "Ouch!" she said.  I
eased out.
	I rolled off her onto my back.  "Get on top.  Sit on it.  That
should make it easier."  She nodded, and swung herself up and over
me, straddling my cock and began to ease herself down on it.  I felt
it enter her wet, slippery tunnel, then stop again.  I grasped her
waist with both hands.  "Now," I said and as she pushed down, I
pulled her down as well.
	"OWWW" she yelled, then "Oh!" as my cock slid in and in and she
began to rock up and down.  "Oh!  Oh!"  and we both pumped as I
looked at the erect nipples on the tiny puffy mounds on her chest.
For a moment I felt guilty, but her face showed nothing but pleasure.
	We continued to pump and I could tell it would be awhile for me, but
she was moaning.  "Get off, Kristen and let's try something else."
	"I don't want to stop."
	"We're not going to stop.  Just be different for a  bit."  So she
did.  "Turn on your stomach and put your knees under you," I said.
She did at once, so I knelt behind her and slid my cock back into her
eager pussy.  At once she began to rock back and forth to my thrusts.
	"Oh.  Oh.  OH!" she moaned and her rythm broke for a few seconds.
She'd cum again, and I was getting close.  I began to stroke a bit
faster, then thought.
	"Let's finish like we started," I said, easing myself  back out as I
talked.
	"Okay," she said, and turned over, raising her hips to allow me
entrance.  In I went again.  As soon as I was in, her legs came up
and locked around my legs.  I began pumping faster.   Suddenly it
dawned on me that this was the first time I'd ever screwed without a
rubber.  Well, no hair, no boobs.  Surely she hadn't started her
period yet!
	"I'm going to cum soon," I said.
	"That's okay.  It's safe. I'm going to cum again!"
	I did and she did.  Then we collapsed on the bed, holding each
other.