Date: Fri, 29 Apr 2005 23:25:35 -0700
From: Star Stevenson <starsapphire_34@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Temptation of Tanya, Chapt. 2

When I came home from work the next day Tanya was waiting by my parking
space. She eagerly waved to me and smiled as I pulled in and got out of the
car. Finding all the right keys and entry cards we made our way to the
elevator and then went up to my condo. I let Tanya in ahead of me as I
settled my keys into my purse and scooped up the mail that had been
delivered that morning. Nothing important, so I hung up my coat and went to
join Tanya at my kitchen table.

"Your mom called me at work and told me you'd be waiting for me. This is a
very pleasant surprise. We get to have dinner together for the first time,"
I said as I looked across into her wondrous blue eyes and felt a faint
shudder run through me.

"I know, she had to go in to work early. Thanks for having me over," Tanya
said demurely.

"For you, any time sweetheart. It's no trouble. I love your company."

"And I like yours too, even if you are all old and crippled!" she giggled.

"Hey, that wasn't what you were saying last night, little girl, remember?"

"I know. I'm just teasing you. I really liked last night, the way you
taught me to kiss," Tanya smiled across at me warmly. I blushed and
remembered my feelings only too well from last night.

To take my obsessed little mind away from the lush young form opposite me I
threw myself into preparing dinner. I did up a chicken stir fry that
required lots of chopping and cutting that allowed my thoughts to focus on
something else besides Tanya's young form decked out in a navy blue pleated
skirt and white high collar blouse. No peeks down the front tonight, I
thought. Little did I know.

After dinner Tanya helped me wash up and then we resumed our comfortable
positions at either end of my big black leather couch as if no time had
passed since last night. She sat facing me with her legs straight out on
the couch while I sort of curled in sideways at my end, her feet just
touching my shins. She began to wiggle her white ankle socks against me and
laughed.

"Can we practice some more?" Tanya asked with a wicked little grin.

"You mean kissing?" as if I didn't know.

"Yeah, kissing," she said and scooted up beside me, turning her lips to
face me. Looking down at her eager, innocent face I couldn't resist. I
brought my lips forward and met hers in a soft, gentle buss before pulling
away. "Kissing you last night got me all excited," Tanya whispered slyly.

"I know honey, I was getting a little worked up myself. We were so bad!" I
was falling into her trap again, the little fox.

"When I went to bed do you know what I did?" she asked me breathlessly.

"No, what sweetheart?"

"I touched myself, you know, down there," she said pointing towards her
pussy.

 "Yes I think I know what you mean, honey."

Oh my God! Now what do I do? I'd masturbated too but I hadn't thought about
the effects our little necking session might have on an inexperienced but
all too grown up Tanya. Obviously she was getting turned on, whether she
thought that our kissing had `counted' or not. And of course so was I who,
being the adult, should have known better about what `counted' and what
didn't.

"I touched myself too, Tanya," I confessed rather shamefully. Telling an 11
year old girl I'd just masturbated to memories of her lingering kisses was
a totally strange and slightly scary experience. "After you left and then
again before I went to sleep. Kissing can be serious stuff, especially to
an old bat like me."

"That is just so awesome Carla that you played with yourself, and you're
not an old bat. Your sexy and beautiful and I can only wish that one day
I'll look half as good as you!" It was her turn to embrace me and plant her
young lush lips full against mine.

This kiss lasted a little longer and yes, tongues were involved. After our
moment of self-disclosure my resolve turned to water as my lips slowly
parted. Tanya's followed my lead, eagerly it seemed. Finally I had the
breakthrough sensation of feeding my tongue into Tanya's wet mouth as hers
dueled its way into mine. Our teeth lightly bumped together as our mouths
opened and we sought to devour each other with our gnashing and roiling
jaws. After several more intense minutes of this we finally pulled apart
and looked at each other.

"God, baby that was so hot," I panted. "But we have to stop now," I
pleaded.

"Stop? Stop what?" Tanya queried. "This doesn't count, remember?" She
looked at me with a sexy grin. "We're just practicing."

With that she began kissing me again and again we were deeply engrossed in
one of the hottest, most meaningful kisses of my life. Just as I thought
I'd loose my mind, as our tongues again engaged in loving combat, Tanya
pulled away from me and looked me in the eyes with a sultry intensity.

"Can I, uh, feel you up? You know, like touch your breasts?" I was
astounded at her boldness but in no position to resist. "I need to practice
that too and yours are so big and soft. Please, can I?" she mewled.

"Tanya!" I exclaimed. "That's going a bit far, don't you think?" I stared
down at her with both lust and shock.

"No, cause it doesn't count and we're both girls anyway. I just really want
to know what it's like to touch them. They're very beautiful." She looked
up at me with her angelic little smile and I melted once more.

"Yeah, well okay" I stammered, surprising myself with the alacrity of my
response. "But you know it doesn't count, right? And don't you dare tell
your mom or anybody else that I let you feel me up, okay? I'm serious!" And
I was.

"Of course I won't, silly," Tanya said. With that Tanya quickly swooped in
and resumed kissing me and I felt her left hand start to glide up my
stomach until she had the palm over my nipple where she began a gentle
massage of my right breast. My nipple went instantly hard as I felt the
warm pressure of her hand stroking and kneading my breast flesh outside my
bra cup. "Your tittie feels wonderful!" she murmured into my lips as our
tongues danced together.

"It feels good for me too, little one," I replied as I moaned into Tanya's
mouth. Waves of hot pleasure were shooting through my breasts and down
between my legs. I was sopping wet as her small hand continued to explore
each breast in turn then settled on a steady, soothing massage of my right
one. My nipples were aching to be touched and sucked but I dared not move
things along. As long as we had our clothes on it was okay. It didn't
count. Then Tanya stopped kissing me yet again. This was getting
frustrating.

"I--I want to see them, your breasts I mean," Tanya asked me with a finger
in her mouth looking just so cute. "I mean we're both girls and we're just
practicing, okay?"

At this point I would have done almost anything for her. My resolve to be
good was all but gone under her imploring wishes and my rising
lust. Besides, it wasn't like being naked after all, I rationalized, I'd
just be topless. No big deal, right?

"Okay little one, but I have to see yours too," I commanded her with a
catch in my throat hardly able to wait to see her naked little titties
before me. "Turn about's fair play."

"Oh, goody!" Tanya squealed "But I haven't got any. Not really," she
remarked.

"Oh yes you do. Now come on. Show me your titties and I'll show you mine."
We both laughed. I began to unbutton my white cotton blouse and slowly
peeled it from my shoulders. Tanya meantime had unbuttoned hers and was
staring intently at my big breasts cupped firmly in a lacy white bra. "Off
it comes, little one," I instructed her and she complied, sliding her
starched white blouse off her shoulders and laying it neatly over the arm
of the couch.

Her titties were so sexy and adorable as she exposed them to my heated
gaze; small little mounds topped with darling pink nipples all puffed out
with excitement. I quickly reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting
it fall forward through my arms and into my lap. Tanya stared at my naked
tits intently as I let the garment fall to the floor forgotten..

"Oh, Carla!" Tanya exclaimed. "They're so beautiful! Can I touch them?"
"Only if I can touch yours, sweetheart." I reached forward and cupped her
budding tits with my palms and gently kneaded them. Tanya reached forward
and did the same. Her touch was electric on my bare breasts. I watched
Tanya's eyes as she slowly and lovingly felt my aching tits. They were like
saucers and her mouth a big "O" in wonder. Round and round her small hands
worked on my swollen breasts and nipples as my palms gently stroked her own
nipples into puffy prominence. I badly wanted them in my mouth.

"I want to suck your nipples, little one," I told Tanya, my voice cracking
with excitement.

"Oooh, please!" she squealed. I leaned forward and down, capturing first
one then the other turgid little girl nipple between my lips, kissing,
tonguing, and sucking them to hardness. "Now I want to suck yours!" she
demanded sitting straight up with her elbows behind her back looking so
incredibly sexy I nearly came on the spot.

Leaning up I took my left breast in my hand and fed her my nipple. The
touch of her lips was ecstatic, especially as she began a gentle sucking
and reached up to feel up my right tit. I was soaking wet now and
desperately in need of release. I let her go on suckling and giving me tiny
little nips with her teeth, whether intentionally or not I didn't know. The
pleasure was intense and the sight of her nursing sent warm, rapturous
waves down my chest to my hot, dripping puss. I had to do something.

"Stop now, baby," I urged her. "Stop and sit back, okay?"

"Okay, but...

"Honey, remember when you said you touched yourself last night?" It was my
turn to interrupt. "Well, I have to do that now. I need to get off baby and
I want you to do it with me," I amazed myself at what I'd just said. I'd
never masturbated in front of someone before, never mind an 11-year-old
girl, but the idea burned in my brain.

"R--Really? You want to do it with me?"

"Yes, baby I do. I want to watch you do it while I play with myself too. Is
that okay?"

"Oooh I'd like that!" Tanya grinned. "But we'll have to take our clothes
off," she said and smiled mischievously.

I had planned on simply slipping my hand down my slacks but this of course,
seemed like a badder but better idea. The thought of seeing Tanya naked
overcame any resistance I had and I stood up, undoing my slacks and sliding
them to the floor quickly. My white wet panties followed. Tanya stared
wide-eyed at my trimmed brown bush as she undid her skirt stood erect and
let it fall. Her little girl cotton knickers came down more slowly as an
uncharacteristic moment of embarrassment overcame her. She blushed, lowered
her head, then her drawers, drawing her knees demurely together. Oh what a
sight her pink little slit was, topping as it did a pair of wonderfully
developed legs that exposed themselves as her panties made there way slowly
downward and off. We both looked at each other and giggled.

"Sit at that end, honey and I'll sit here." I placed my back against the
right arm of my couch and opened my legs. At the opposite end Tanya did the
same. The sight of her fully exposed pink cunny as she spread her knees
apart was more than enough to start me off. My right hand stole down
between my legs while my left, almost of its own accord, clasped my right
breast and began pulling, squeezing, and tugging on it. My middle finger
meanwhile slipped into my steamy wet slit and began to twirl around my
engorged little clitoris. Hot waves of pleasure began undulating through my
body instantly as I worked away at myself.

Looking over at Tanya I could see her own hand busy in her lap as her eyes
remained glued to my pussy, taking in every movement of my twirling
finger. She had that glazed stupefied look that bespoke intense arousal and
I'm sure I looked the same as I stared back at her. Her movements were a
bit awkward but she soon had a steady rhythm going that seemed to match
mine and soon we were wanking off together in total synch.

"Wait! Wait Carla!" Oh no, another interruption! This had better be good, I
thought. "I--I want you to do it for me, to play with my pussy. Please
would you do that Carla? I really want to feel you doing it to me!"

I now realized that the chickens had come home to roost and there was no
turning back if I gave in to this request. "Tanya honey, you know that if I
touch you there it really counts, don't you? We'll be making love, having
sex for real this time baby. And what about your girlfriend? Have you
thought about that?"

"She's not my girlfriend. That's the problem. Besides, I love you too
Carla, every bit as much," Her plaintiff little voice touched my heart.

"Oh Tanya, I love you so much too. I just don't want you getting hurt."

"You love me?" She screwed up her face and leaned forward. "You love me
like your girlfriend or like a little kid?"

"No, l--like a girlfriend," I confessed. "Almost from the moment I first
saw you. You take my breath away every time I see you. Kissing and touching
you has been agony for me honey. I want you so much."

Tanya practically fell into my arms and the soft warm feel of her pure
white skin next to mine was pure bliss, like a culmination, a wish at last
fulfilled. Her body was small and soft, still half child but holding her
against me was making me delirious. Lifting up her chin I gave her a quick
kiss then told her to turn around and sit between my legs with her back
against me. When she had complied I let my left hand wander over her little
titties then kissed and licked at her neck and ear.

"So you want me to play with your little pussy do you?" I asked her
conspiratorially.

"Oh yes, Carla, and, uh, I really like it when you talk to me like that,"
She whispered.

"Like what, precious?" I teased her.

"You know!" She squirmed against me in protest.

"No I don't honey bunch. You have to tell me," I giggled lewdly.

"Yes you do. Like `pussy' and `titties' and those other bad words!"

"Oh those words! Why you little minx, wherever did you learn those?" I
laughed.

"Hey, I'm 11, not 5, and I live in the big city and watch television and
listen to mom when she's mad!"

I chuckled at her reply then whispered okay in her ear. My God, she loves
talking dirty! As my right hand snaked down to at last possess her young
virgin cunt and cross the Rubicon so to speak, I began talking softly to
her from behind.

"My hand is going down between your legs now, little one, and my fingers
are going into your hot little slit," My middle finger reached her as I
said the words and I shivered at the sensation of her young, wet pussy lips
coming into contact with it. She felt so delicate and small compared to the
women I'd know. A low moan escaped from Tanya's lips. "Now I'm playing with
your tits and your nipples with my other hand while I'm rubbing your hot
little clit baby. Does that feel good?" I asked as I began a gentle
circular motion over her tight little bud and worked away at her titties
with my other hand. The sensation of finally possessing Tanya like this was
almost overwhelming.

I decided I badly needed to get off too. "Tanya, honey," I whispered in her
ear. Her eyes were closed and her breathing came in hard little sobs as I
continued to play with her pussy. "I'm going to masturbate while I'm finger
fucking you baby," She moaned loudly in response and her hips began to rock
gently back and forth. "I'm moving my cunt up against you so you can feel
my finger at work on myself," I dropped my left hand down between my legs,
found my clit and began stroking myself, my knuckle contacting the small of
her back with each circular motion. "There baby, can you feel me
masturbating for you?"

"Oh God yes!" Tanya hissed. "Make us both come please! Don't stop! Please
don't stop, I'm so close!"

"No worries little one. I'm going to finger fuck your hot hole now baby,
put my finger in your tight cunt and fuck you with it!" I entered her
gently and felt her incredible tightness. Barely inside I rimmed the
entrance with my finger as she gasped and shook in my arms. "Come for me
baby, come in my arms as I fuck your hot cunt!" With that Tanya let go. Her
back arched and her hands came down on top of mine pressing me harder into
her virgin cunny that now flowed with her hot steamy juices. Her hips
continued to grind against my trapped hand as several deep shudders ran
through her small body.

"Oh my God! Fuck me!" she cried. Tanya wailed as her orgasm crested then
slowly subsided. Quickly she turned around and threw her arms around me,
squeezing me fiercely. "That was so good Carla! I can't believe it! I love
you so much, so very much!" Small sobs began to break from her and I felt
her hot wet tears falling against my naked skin as she shook in my arms..

"There there, baby," I cooed as I held and gently rocked her, placing
little kisses on the top of her head. "Let the tears come. This was a big
moment for you sweetheart. I just hope and pray I made it special for you."

"You did! You did!" Tanya exclaimed against me, alternately laughing and
crying. "I've never been so happy before!"

"Me neither," I replied, meaning it.

Tanya quickly looked up at me, her tear-streaked face looking so young all
of a sudden. "Really?" she asked, looking me directly in the eye for
confirmation.

"Really," I replied, gazing back at her with all the love I could muster
for her at that moment, which was considerable.

"Oh, Carla! That is so sweet!"

Tanya fell back into my arms and we cuddled together naked for the first
time lying flat together on my leather couch. Our sweat and juices made it
a little sticky but we were too blissed out to care. We stayed that way for
perhaps a half hour when Tanya suddenly popped up her head.

"You haven't come yet, have you?"

"No sweetheart, but that doesn't matter."

"Well, it does to me!" she declared raising herself up to kneel beside
me. "Besides, I want to touch your pussy and have a really good look at
it. I haven't done that yet."

"I guess you haven't," Frankly the idea of getting off at Tanya's hand just
then felt like a very good idea. "I'm really wet down there though," I
cautioned her. "It might gross you out!"

"No way, girlfriend! I want to feel your hot squishy pussy. Now let me
look." So saying she moved down to my hips and stared intently at my
sopping pussy for a few seconds. Laying her head on my stomach her fingers
began first to explore my tangled pussy fur then headed for more exciting
terrain, easing apart my labia and going down to insert two fingers in my
sopping cunt. When she had them fairly inserted she raised her head up to
watch the operation. Her middle two fingers were now rapidly pumping in and
out of my hot hole. The feelings were exquisite. "Hey, I'm finger fucking
your cunt!" Tanya pronounced, proud of her new vocabulary it seems. It
worked for me. "You're so much bigger down there than me," she exclaimed
wondrously as she continued.

"Baby, don't stop!" I practically yelled. "Fuck me good baby doll!" I urged
her. Tanya worked two fingers in my vagina while her other hand descended
on my slit. Finding my clitoris with her middle finger she began rubbing me
off with a less than perfect stroke, but her novice attempts only
heightened the sense of pleasure I felt, knowing it was her first time. As
both her hands worked away feverishly at my overflowing cunny my climax
came quickly. "I'm coming honey! Please keep rubbing! And fucking me so
nicely!" I yelled.

I did and she did. Great hot spasms swept through my loins as my hips
bucked up into Tanya's hard working little fingers and a great wash of cum
juice coated her hard driving hand. My back arched off the couch and a
quiet but powerful keening escaped from my mouth, increasing in volume as
my orgasm reached its height. As the hot, almost painful pleasure of my
come eased I began taking in deep lungs full of air and slowly relaxed back
into the couch.

"Tanya darling, thank you so much! I think that's the best come I've ever
had," I told her truthfully as I folded her back into my arms.

"Carla, I love you so much," Tanya breathed into my shoulder "That was so
exciting watching you come like that."

"Let's hope you get to do it many more times precious. And I love you too,
maybe more than you can know," I held her tightly in my arms and rocked her
into a soft gentle cat- nap at the end of which I looked at the time.

"Oh no!" I exclaimed with a start. "Your mom's going to be calling for you
in about 10 minutes, honey! We have to get up and get dressed!" We both
laughed as we quickly fought our way into our clothes then bumped each
other aside at my bathroom mirror trying to straighten our hair. Exactly on
time the knock came at my door and we were ready, or at least so I hoped.

"So has Tanya been giving you a hard time?" Leanne smiled at me from my
dorrway

"Not at all," I gulped. "She's been a perfect angel, haven't you
sweetheart?" I queried as she moved up beside me in preparation for
leaving, looking like the perfect little junior miss. My guilt knew no
bounds at that moment as Leanne looked down at her so lovingly.

"Oh yes, we've had a great time!" Tanya announced to her mother. As we said
our good byes I noticed Leanne turn to look at me with a look of puzzlement
on her face. Quickly shaking her head she and Tanya then entered into their
condo.

The next morning at work I received a phone call from Leanne. Thinking she
just wanted to talk about babysitting issues I agreed to have lunch with
her. She was already there when I walked into the restaurant. She looked up
at me and smiled nervously as I sat down opposite her.

Before I had any chance to assess the situation Leanne, in a slightly
quavering voice, spoke up. "I know about you and Tanya." was all she said.

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