Leilani by Spectre.
Introduction:
Leilani. Just the sound of it has a lyrical, magical effect on me. She
was the most beautiful creature I have ever known, and the most
passionate and imaginative lover as well. From the day we first met to
the time we had to part ways, she haunted my every waking moment. No one
I had known before or since evoked the spectrum of emotions that she
did, from tender expressions of affection to the most jagged primal
expressions of sexual fury. Leilani was just nine years old.
CHAPTER 1: My Hawaiian Life
My career as a journalist has its benefits, and one of those is the
ability to live where I want When I reached my forties, I had the
opportunity and the inclination to take up residence in the Hawaiian
Islands. I have always enjoyed living near the ocean, especially the
ability to sail my boat, soak up the rays, and hang out in the sand. As
a bachelor, I also found that the constant influx of tourists provided a
constant supply of attractive and willing women out for a good time with
a good-time Charley like myself. Although middle-aged, I had kept
myself in prime physical condition - my six-foot frame was lean and
powerful, my slightly thinning hair cut-short and flecked with gray. And
as a dedicated hedonist, I was proud I had been blessed with a long,
thick penis as well as unusual powers of sexual performance and
recovery. I once had a lover who said I was a teenager in a man's body
- yeah, I can live with that.
I took a small house in a nice, but not stodgy section of the main
island. It had two bedrooms, a nice great room perfect for my home
theater system, and a decent sized in ground pool out back. The pool
side area was nicely landscaped, and offered privacy for my intimate
entertaining, or when I needed to write. I also had access to a nearby
marina where I was able to slip my sailboat. I was in easy commuting
distance of some of the local clubs and hotels where I cruised for love
when the need or mood hit me.
My neighbors were middle to upper-middle class folks; some were native
Hawaiians, some off-islanders like myself. They did the usual neighborly
things - keeping the house and grounds, washing their cars, and all the
rest.Weekdays, the early morning air was filled with the bustle of work
and school preparation, but by mid-morning things were quiet again until
mid-afternoon. This afforded me time to sleep late in the morning,
while writing and catching up on my Internet communications and research
the rest of the day. I found I was able to be produce quite a lot of
material quickly what with my talents and the wonders of modern
technology, and that meant I had a better-than-average amount of free
time.
And I put that time to good use. Sailing was a prime passion, as there
were numerous protected water areas within driving distance that
afforded relaxing, and surprisingly private, beach experiences. I also
could walk to the beach to sunbathe or swim, and yet have quick access
to a cool drink and a snack. If this wasn't paradise, I don't know
what is. I had become friendly with some of the neighbors, and would
occasionally be invited to their homes for cookouts or just to hang out
and shoot the breeze. Occasionally, I would invite them over to my
place for beer and burgers, and in a few cases out for a sail on my boat
with their families. The men's wives would grill me about my job, and
they seemed to believe that the job of a journalist was a pretty exotic
way to make a living, and that seemed to catch their fancies in a way
that often bordered on outright flirtation. It certainly didn't help
that I was known to have a strange car parked in my driveway pretty
regularly on Saturday or Sunday morning. I had enough sense to avoid
such temptations in the interest of peaceful co-existence, and when I
failed to follow up on their leads, they did the next best thing that
women do when they are presented with an unattainable - they try to
fix me up.
Generally, I resisted those opportunities, again for reasons of keeping
peace. The last thing I needed was to have a neighbor who was indignant
that I had dumped her cousin or or best girlfriend, as I indeed
invariably would if given enough time. Occasionally I would accept a
very informal introduction just to avoid being labeled a hard case or
unfriendly. And that's how I first encountered Leilani.
My neighbor Josh and his Amy lived two doors down from me, and
invited me over for a Sunday brunch and a pitcher of Bloody Marys.
Naturally, I was late, having been up late fucking the brains out of a
dark-eyed beauty from Florida on vacation with two girlfriends in the
Islands. I used my lovable-rogue strategy to draw her in, and she was
easy to convince that a midnight swim in my pool was an exceptionally
fine way to cap the evening's festivities. As was the idea of my
cock in the pool's shallows while listening to Metallica, and in letting
me fuck her doggy-style with her head low on the bed and her tight butt
shoved way up in the air. I like that.
So I arrived late, and my hosts were into their second batch of
Bloodies. When I arrived, I was greeted by them and introduced to
Wendi. She was a tall, thin woman in her mid-thirties, and looked to be
of Scandinavian descent with her fine features, impossibly fair skin and
hair, and statuesque carriage. She would have been ideal for just about
any guy, but I prefer dark-haired girls, and I prefer them younger.
Little was I to know how much younger I would come to prefer them. We
made small talk, and it turned out that she had been a flight attendant
who met and a gentleman of Hawaiian descent. They had drifted
apart and divorced, he moving to the mainland while she and her 9-year
old stayed in the Islands. was going out of her way to be
agreeable, so I guess she liked me well enough. I had no real intention
to hook up with her, so I was being friendly but not overly friendly.
In an instant everything changed, for that was when Leilani exploded in
to my life. And an explosion it nearly was. She came bursting through
the neighbor's side gate that led to a common access walkway to the
beach a hundred yards away, still wet with salt water that made her
string bikini swimsuit cling to her chest and hindquarters. And what a
goddess she was. She was just over four feet tall, with long. thin legs,
beautifully shaped, leading to a perfectly rounded little tail. Her
skin was not at all like her mom's except for its absolutely blemish-
free quality. Instead, she had a decidedly darker hue to her, like an
Hispanic girl. Must have been from her dad, I thought. The skin almost
exuded a light of its own, so dazzling was it in the midday light. She
had raven hair, not as as most Polynesians - it looked like
Wendi's but deep black, with the shine and general health that only
young girls' hair seems to possess. Her features were fine like her
mother's, but with an exotic quality that again betrayed her mixed
ancestry. A little button nose, high cheekbones, graceful neck, and
amazingly shaped eyes. But here's the jaw dropper - her eyes were
electric blue! This was a combo that caused my heart to stop for an
instant, and I felt a little spasm in my groin that I would never had
expected.
Wendi introduced her to me as Leilani, and she was at first quite shy.
But as her was being quite friendly towards me, Leilani began to
open up as well. Within a short time, she was sitting across from me
next to her in a beach chair, with a towel wrapped around her
little blue bikini bottoms. I asked her about her interests, school,
etc. and after a while she pulled up one leg and tucked it under her
thigh. This afforded me a good look at her crotch, still wet from her
beach activity. Although I had never been attracted to a child before,
I am a horny bastard and just couldn't refuse a peek. Her bikini was
fairly thin, and seemed to be a bit small for her - probably one from
last year. As such, it was pulled tightly against her cunt, and I could
easily make out that her lips were full. I also thought I could
make out the slit as it strained against the flimsy material, but they
may have been wishful thinking. At one point I must have held my gaze
on her for longer than I thought, for when I looked up she was looking
at my in a curious way and I detected the beginning of a smile. I
blushed and stammered in my conversation. And then Leilani did a
surprising thing - she opened her legs a bit more and started rocking
the free leg on the patio tile against the leg tucked underneath her.
All the while she kept this curious gaze on me, and whenever she caught
me looking at her for more than in instant, she smiled. This puzzled
me.
When I left Josh and Amy's and went home, I fell into a fitful sleep. I
awoke around 2:30 a.m. and found that my first thoughts were of the
lovely I had met the day before. And soon I found that I had
a raging hardon, and I had to relieve my tension by stroking myself to
orgasm, all the while thinking of Leilani's blue eyes and the treasures
in her blue bikini.
CHAPTER 2: First Contact
A few weeks later, I chanced upon Wendi and Leilani on the beach. Both
seemed genuinely pleased to see me, yet I wasn't sure who was more
pleased, her or Leilani. I had on some surfer trunks which were
very baggy, but as I had just come out of the surf, the front of the
suit clung quite tightly to my well-fleshed package. Wendi was joking
and making small talk, but when I glanced down at Leilani, she was
obviously staring at the bulge in my pants. I felt myself starting to
grow and quickly offered to get everyone a cool drink. Wendi accepted,
and I started back to the house.
As I opened the refrigerator and started to ice the glasses, my view to
the front door was blocked and so I was a bit startled when I closed the
door only to find little Leilani standing there. "Mom wants me to make
myself useful", she said.
I told her to sit at the dinette while I prepared the drinks. She sat
down, immediately pulling both her legs up onto the chair, and then she
started to alternately open and close her legs. She had on a bright
green one piece swimsuit hat clung tightly to her pubes; this time, I
could definitely see her little slit. As I stared at her I
realized that I was making a tent in my swimsuit, and by now it was
sticking straight out from my body. Glancing over at Leilani, it was
obvious that she was fascinated by this. I turned back to the counter
and poured some orange juice into the ice-filled tumblers. Just then, I
felt a little tug on the legs of my trunks, and twirled around to find
Leilani standing in front of me. I practically hit her with my dick.
Neither of us said a word, but in a moment her little hand started to
extend toward my enclosed rod. I was frozen with a mix of abhorrence and
titillation, fear and curiosity.
Leilani first kind of poked at my hardon through my suit, and then felt
all around the tent I had pitched. All of a sudden, she grabbed the
head of my dick and gave it a good squeeze.
I jumped and she quickly pulled away, looking sad - I think she felt she
had me badly. I told her it was okay, and asked her if she wanted
to see what was making my pants stick it out. She nodded
enthusiastically. I had my eye on the front door, and felt very uneasy
abut this, but I quickly led her into my back guestroom, which has a
writing desk and a convertible sofa. I pulled my swim shorts down and
sat down on the sofa, looking at my ingenue all the while. Her eyes
went wide, but I sense more from curiosity than fear. I reached out,
took her hand, and placed it directly on my stiff penis.
Her hands were very small and slender, and she explored my large tool
from stem to stern. It took both her hands to handle its girth, which
she did as if taking measure. She ran her fingers along the underside of
my cock, which sent a shiver down my back and caused my splayed legs to
twitch. Leilani noticed this, and seemed to sense that she had been the
cause. She gently squeezed the bulbous head of my dick, and smiled when
it swelled visibly. I told her it made me feel wonderful when she
touched me, and she asked me to show her how. I reached over to the end
table and found some hand lotion, which I applied to my penis and to
Leilani's hands. I made her kneel between my legs and put both hands
around my shaft, so that her finger trips touched the underside, and her
thumbs the top. Slowly, I showed her how to work her hands up and down
on my dick, and how to tighten her grip slightly as she reached the tip.
I knew we had little time left before suspicion would arise, and I was
excited enough to know that I was close to ejaculation. I told her to
stroke me faster and faster, which she dutifully did. I told her not
to stop, and that I was going to "come" - she stroked even faster and I
began to shoot globs of into the air, most of it landing on
Leilani's hands and my crotch.
I quickly cleaned up and washed her hands carefully. I asked her if she
was scared by what had happened, and she said she was at first, but not
now. I asked her if she would like to come over for "play time" another
day, and she nodded. I also told her that these were our secret games,
and that she should tell no one, not even her mom. We carried the
drinks back down to the beach. All the rest of the day I pondered how
to arrange another meeting - and one I hoped would be more secure and
enduring.
CHAPTER 3: Homework
As luck would have it, the opportunity came sooner than I could have
hoped. Around midday a fortnight later, I got a call from Wendi, who
sounded a bit frantic. It seems that the air conditioning at Leilani's
school had gone out, and with the tropical heat, the children were all
being sent home early. Usually, Wendi would be home by the time Leilani
arrived, her having taken a job that had unusually flexible hours. Josh
and Amy worked 9 - 5 - would I be a dear and watch Leilani for a few
hours? Would I!?
About twenty minutes later, I heard a soft knock on the door, and it
opened to reveal my little sweetie in a pink-hued sundress and sandals,
her long hair neatly arranged into pigtails that reached to mid-back.
This was the first time I had seen her clothed in anything other than
her swimmies. She looked lovely - a bit more womanly but still
childlike. She told me she was so excited that she could see me again!
I asked her if she wanted to play like before, and she answered by
taking my hand and leading me toward the back of the house. Instead, I
locked the door and led her into my bedroom.
My room was good-sized, and had a small sitting area as well as a large
bed. I asked Leilani to remove her sandals and to sit in the chair,
while I sat on the edge of my bed facing her. We talked for a few
minutes, and she seemed to relax. As she did, she let her legs fall
open, and I was able to see a bit of her panties, but not enough to tell
what color they were or what material. When she saw the direction of my
gaze, she giggled and lifted up the hem of her dress, folding it neatly
over itself so that it gave me a clear view to mid-abdomen. She was
wearing little - white cotton bikinis with a pink rose
pattern that matched her dress. I studied her judiciously, marveling at
how well formed her legs were. I asked her to pull her up a
bit, which pulled the cotton fabric into her slit and gave me a
wonderful view. I was hard in an instant.
"You saw me the other day - now it's my turn", I said. My little doll
jumped up, straightened her dress, and stood before me with her eyes
glued on mine, and her head slightly tilted in anticipation of the next
step. That next step came when I pulled her closer to me, and lifted
her dress straight over her head, being careful not to pinch her
pigtails in the process. All that stood between me and heaven was her
little which looked so cute. I traced an outline of her
through her panties, finishing by running my finger down her slit
slowly from top to bottom. They had to go. I pinched the elastic of her
panties and started to pull them down from the sides, slowly, savoring
the moment.
Bit by bit, ever more of her belly below her navel was revealed until I
could see the top of her crack just above the folds of her panties.
Quickly, I pulled them down over her flawless thighs and knees until
they lay in a bundle at her feet, and she stepped out of them. My mind
started to spin as I finally had all her charms revealed to me. She was
the of pre-adolescent female beauty. That beautiful skin and
the darling tan lines left by her skimpy swimsuits. Her proportions
were ideal: delicate shoulders in perfect posture, not a hint of
but lovely pink nipples that looked like bee-stings, and a belly button
shaped like an almond. But I swear my heart skipped a beat when I saw
her tiny pussy. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The
outer lips were full and symmetrical, the inner labia from view.
The lips practically touched each other, as if they had just been
created, with none of the ragged look of a seasoned woman. The slit had
a light pink color. I turned her around and examined her bottom. She
had none of the baby fat of a little girl, but neither had her hips
started their migration to womanhood - her buttocks were rock hard and
surprisingly curvaceous. Tenderly, I separated her buttocks to study her
asshole, which was as tight and pink as her cunt.
I had to taste her. I lifted her up and placed her feet on my thighs,
holding her arms so she could balance. This put her in line with
my mouth, which I used to rain little kisses on her lips. She
started breathing more quickly, and I began running my tongue along her
slit, which smelled fresh as a daisy. Pulling my knees apart, I was
able to open her to me, and at the same time I placed my mouth
completely over her tiny 9-year vulva. She hissed with pleasure as
my mouth started working all around, and I detected that her was
moistening - that encouraged me, so I lifted her off my lap, laid her on
the bed, bent her legs back, and gently opened her labia with my fingers
as I continued to eat her. Leilani started to writhe and used her legs
to push her up against my mouth and fingers. There was no
question now that this little was sexually aroused - and enjoying
her feelings. As I continued to mouth her clitoris with my tongue and
lips, I took my index finger and worked her vagina. She was so tight I
could only work it in about one-half inch, feeling her hymen. My tiny
love goddess was indeed a virgin! I reveled in the scent of her, which
was lightly spicy without the more determined musk of a female.
It reminded me of sweet and sour sauce. Tasty .
Leilani's body shook as the first wave of her orgasm hit her - she cried
loudly in joy, and pulled my head away from her as if the feelings
were just too intense. I rubbed her with the heel of my hand and
that seemed to be more to her liking, as she climaxed several more
times. For several minutes, she lay in my arms breathing deeply, and we
kissed - gently at first, then with increasing ardor. Leilani sat up,
and started to undress me, saying she wanted to make me feel as good as
I had made her feel. Was it possible, she wondered? I was naked to the
waist in an instant, and led her over to my sitting couch where I
plopped down with her in between my knees. She loosened my belt with a
little help, pulled off my shorts, and grabbed my penis through my
underwear. She put her tiny fingers in the waistband and tugged them
down, where they caught on the huge boner I had raging there. Laughing,
she untangled my drawers, and pulled them clean off. My tiny partner
started to feel my penis and began to jack me off as I had taught her
earlier. But I had something else in mind.
"Do to me as I did to you", was all I said.
She seemed to ponder this for a moment, and then flushed with the
realization of its meaning.
"But how can I?"
With that, I pulled her closer to me, and placed her left hand at the
base of my 7" prick to steady it. I positioned her right hand so that
her thumb and index finger formed a half-ring about an inch down from
the tip of my cock. Ever so gently, I grasped the back of her neck and
pulled her closer until my dick was right in front of her well-formed
lips. Leilani needed no more encouragement. She placed a kiss on the
glans, and started to tongue it, flicking her tongue like a snake. I
shuddered a bit, which emboldened her, and she opened her mouth wide and
placed the knob of my dick into her wet, warm little mouth. It was
sublime. I have had better blowjobs, of course, from experienced women,
but there was an intensity here that more than compensated. And what a
picture. This gorgeous little girl, in pigtails, kneeling between my
legs while my cock worked in and out of her mouth. She could take about
half of it, and I showed her how to let her saliva run over the head and
shaft to lube it, and also how to work her hands to 'fuck' me. She
instinctually rolled her lips over her teeth and worked her tongue over
the underside of my cock as it disappeared into her moistness.
Occasionally, Leilani looked up at me as if to check her progress, and
the sight of her mouth on my cock while her eerily beautiful eyes met
mine was too much to bear. Overcome by lust, I grabbed her pigtails and
drew her mouth down hard on my penis as I spurted into her mouth and
throat. She gagged a bit at first, but being the natural sex partner
that she was, quickly deduced that swallowing was her best strategy. And
so she did, transporting me to even higher ecstacy. I let my cock
wallow in her mouth a few moments as it shrunk, and then withdrew.
We showered together for the first time, had some ice cream, and then it
was time for her to go. I walked her home and waited until Wendi
arrived, who thanked me profusely for babysitting her little girl, and
even gave me a peck on the cheek as I was leaving. How ironic.
CHAPTER 4: Voyage of Discovery
I had given the matter a lot of thought, and had decided that I would
try to have sex with Leilani when I could arrange the logistics. She
had displayed no fear or anxiety in our previous love sessions, and had
kept our relationship secret. Since she had shown a natural proclivity
for sexual activity, I convinced myself that she had not, and would not,
suffer harm at my hands. I would never force her to do anything that
disturbed her or caused her enduring pain. I did some research in the
medical library at the University of Honolulu, and was satisfied that a
girl of her age could accommodate a large penis if properly lubricated
and inserted gently. We all know of rape cases where children younger
than Leilani have suffered no lasting physical harm from their ordeal,
and I had blood tests that proved I was free of all sexually transmitted
disease.
I needed to transport her to a private area that could also frame the
beauty of our lovemaking. I decided to initiate a sail to one of the
secluded, quiet lagoons within a few hours sail, and asked Wendi if she
and Leilani would like to join me. Wendi leapt at the chance, and asked
when. Saturday a week. Oh no, I have to work that Saturday. As if I
didn't know. Leilani will be so disappointed - she says you treat her
wonderfully. Well, I could use a hand with the sails - would it be ok to
have her ship out with me for a few hours and have a picnic? Well, I
guess that would be okay if she is willing - as if she wasn't.
Saturday arrived; I had been preparing for our trip for days. I bought
a nice soft blanket and some large towels, plenty of food and drink, and
one other item: a bottle of AstroGlide "personal lubricant".
I picked up Leilani early in the morning - she was still rubbing the
sleep from her eyes, but picked up when she saw me. She was wearing a
black bikini of a shiny material that looked like silk, which made my
heart leap. Over this she had worn a tee-shirt and a sarong-style
overskirt, which was bright orange but thin enough to let me see her
bikini bottoms. She looked very sophisticated for a little kid, and sexy
as all hell. I couldn't wait to get her alone.
We sailed through fairly calm seas to the place that I had staked out -
it had a lovely secluded beach, a waterfall nearby, and all sorts of
private areas. Leilani and I played in the lagoon, frolicking like
dolphins. Her body looked so beautiful when it was wet, and her dark
hair looked radiant in the reflected sunlight. Several times I tried to
finger her cunt, but she pulled away and splashed me; once, she had
wrapped her legs around my waist, and looking at her bikini clad
caused me to swell, and I tried to rub her with my dick through
our swimsuits. Again, she laughed and pulled away. I was starting to
worry that she was not in the mood. I shouldn't have --this was
always in the mood, but like all women large and small, the time had to
be right.
We took our umbrella, picnic basket, and cooler and found a lovely spot
under some large palms in a small clearing. I spread out the blanket,
and strategically placed the towels as well. We ate our fill, and
shared some cool drinks. I had a beer and offered Leilani one, which she
refused. She accepted a wine cooler, and drank it rather quickly,
followed by another. We decided to take a nap, and she curled up in my
arms under the umbrella.
I awoke to the unmistakable feel of a mouth my dick, and found
Leilani kneeling over me, dedicated to the task. Somehow, she had
managed to pull my shorts down far enough to gain access. She had taken
off her little top, but still had on the shiny black bikini bottoms. I
was alert in a flash, and reveling in the sweet sensations her little
mouth was giving me. She was a much better little this time,
having mastered what I showed her in our first encounter, while adding a
few new twists of her own. This included twisting her head as her mouth
worked up to the tip of my dick, which allowed her tongue and lips to
swirl around my glans, eliciting great pleasure. I also loved the feel
of her long, black hair against my balls and stomach as she worked her
head in a pumping motion. As I started to build to climax, I took her
free hand and placed it against my butt hole, which she pressed firmly
but gently. As I started to come, she pulled her mouth off me and
grabbed my dick with both hands, angling her head so my sperm landed on
her face and tiny chest. She smeared my come over her face and licked
her lips, rolling her eyes back. She was the of a sexual animal.
I told her I wanted to fuck her. That I had never had sex with a child
but wanted to have sex with her. That I cared for her more than she
could imagine. All true,
She was apprehensive, that was obvious. Still, she pulled off the rest
of her bikini and sat on her haunches, facing me as I sat spraddled,
still recovering from her blowjob. She looked down at her tiny, hairless
pussy, then at my adult penis. It was as if she were doing the math -
one into one equals pain. Then she looked at me and gave her shoulders
a shrug as if to say why not? I promised her I would go slowly. And I
dropped my shorts into the sand.
I lifted her up, and kissed her tenderly, over and over, each kiss a bit
longer than the last. I felt her relax against me, and her little arms
wrapped around my neck; her lips nuzzled my ear. I felt her warm sweet
breath whisper, "I am yours - please put it in me".
I placed her on one of the towels on the blanket, and kissed her
passionately, nibbling on her flat until the nipples hardened.
The taste of the salt on her body acted as a seasoning for my passion,
and I began to rub her through her black pants. Leilani began to
moan and writhe, and in a moment I could see a patch of moisture showing
through her bikini. I pulled it off and looked at her. Her hair flowed
over the blanket, her chest was heaving with sexual energy, and her
pussy seemed to call to me. The time seemed right. I reached into my
kit and found the AstroGlide, explaining to Leilani that I would never
hurt her and that this would make it easier for us to have sex. I
dribbled the lube down her slit, carefully working it into the entrance
to her by lifting her hips so that the slippery stuff ran
naturally into her notch. Then, I applied it liberally to my cock,
which was so hard that it practically pointed to my chin.
I pulled Leilani's legs up and kneeled between her legs. I placed the
tip of my penis against her lips, and began to run it gingerly up
and down the slit, letting Leilani get used to the feel of a cock
against her private parts. This clearly excited her as she used her
pussy to nip at my dick as I worked it around. I applied more lube to
her and the head of my penis. Placing the head of my prick
against her cunt, I pressed forward until I knew I was positioned at the
mouth of her vagina. I thrust forward and watched the head of my dick
separate the little girl's lips. Rotating my hips and buttocks, I
pressed on. Leilani gripped the towel with her hands, and turned her
head sideways - I could see her biting her lip a bit, so I knew this was
not going to be easy. The tip compressed to adjust to her tiny hole, and
I was able to work about half an inch into her. I pressed on, and soon
was elated to find that the entire head of my cock was taken. The
pressure on my organ was incredible as I continued to work myself into
the 9-year old. I felt an obstacle - at the same time Leilani tensed a
bit, and knew I was against her maidenhead. I applied some more
lubricant and asked Leilani if she was ok just as a small tear appeared
in the corner of her eye. She just cried "Do it!" I leaned forward and
steadied myself on one arm while I gripped the base of my penis and
prepared for the final assault. With an unyielding shove, I felt her
hymen break and my long, hard cock steadily penetrate her. Leilani
squealed and I started to withdraw, but she sat up a bit and prevented
me by grabbing my ass with one hand while resting on the other. Her eyes
widened when she saw that fully half my penis was lodged in her cunt.
With that she put both hands behind me and pulled me forward while
jutting her hips toward me. In a flash I was buried in her, and could
feel that I had distended her as far as possible.
Neither of us moved - I think we were both surprised that we had been
able to hook up. I could feel the vise-like grip of her around
my purple warrior and felt as though her had been molded around
me. The head of my prick was bumping up against her cervix and felt like
a small ring. Looking down, I could see that I was buried to the hilt in
her hairless cunt, and I could feel my penis throbbing in the paradise
of her vagina. I swore I could see outline of my dick on the skin of her
belly. Mad with lust, I pulled out halfway, then plunged back in,
rocking my little love child. She grunted and began to thrash as I
started to fuck her in earnest. The lubricant had mixed with her natural
secretions and allowed me to move with greater ease, and confidence that
she was not being harmed. I now was holding myself up with my arms, and
pumping hard and fast at her cunt. Leilani had her legs bent back nearly
to her ears to allow me maximum penetration, and her little arms and
hands were clasped behind my neck.
On a hunch, I bottomed my dick in her and rolled onto my back, taking
care to ensure that my shaft stayed in her tiny pussy. Now it was
Leilani's turn to drive. She rubbed her little titties as she used her
thighs to rise up on my engorged penis, and then lower herself down. She
rose and fell like a carousel horse. Confident that all was well, she
removed my dick for an instant and sat on her haunches, carefully
positioning my dick as it slid back even deeper into her tightness . I
was loving this and relaxing a bit, and enjoying the splendor of
watching this tiny rise and fall of her own will on my rock-hard
penis. My shaft was shiny with her glycerin-like juice, and her
mouth was open as she panted like a rutting puppy. As her passion grew,
I felt her clasp me even tighter, and she shook violently as she
came over and over and over again. By now, I was too far gone to think
about holding out, and grasping her hips, I pulled her down until my
root was balls deep, shooting a geyser of sperm into her.
We stayed like this for several minutes, both transfixed by the wonder
of it all, and the beauty of the surroundings. My cock hardly shrank at
all, aided by the tautness of her and the occasional twitches
I felt in the walls of her vagina. At last, I gently lifted her off me,
relishing the coating she left on my prick, and the drops of sperm that
were falling out of her sopping pussy. There was just a hint of pink on
the towel I had brought for her deflowering. Leilani saw it and quickly
checked her bald for blood, but there was none - just the steady
flow of our love juices as they ran out her lips and covered her
thighs and rear end. Using the other towel, I lovingly cleaned up the
dear little one, and myself. We went for a swim, but the salt water
stung us both, so we dressed and sailed back to the marina. As I
watched Leilani walk home, I wondered if things would be the same
between us, or had this been the culmination of our forbidden love? I
slept soundly, dreaming of Leilani.
CHAPTER 5: Random Couplings
I have often wondered how this love child came to be. That she had a
strong libido was without question, and it seemed to defy conventional
wisdom. But I wondered whether that wisdom existed partly to discourage
sexual relations between adults and children. No doubt, that is for the
greater good. But creatures like Leilani should have the right to pursue
their happiness as well. Nothing in her history suggested that she had
been exploited before, or had incestual contact of any kind. It just
seemed to be her time to bloom in a sexual sense, and I was merely the
catalyst. I do know for a fact that she later had an active and
fulfilling adult sex life, but that's another for another time.
Back to the sex.
Now that she had tasted grownup lovemaking, it was all I could do to
keep her at bay and avoid the suspicion of her and the neighbors.
Just days after our first intercourse, she stopped by my place on her
way home from school. Apparently, she had been fantasizing about sex all
day at school, and had been masturbating by squeezing her thighs
together all afternoon. On the bus home, she had been rubbing herself
through her jeans. How could I refuse her? I quickly unbuttoned her
jeans and pulled them down, taking her pink with them. Pressed
for time and quite aroused, I left her pants and bunched around
her sneakers, and moved towards the sofa. Feeling between her legs, I
found her to be sopping wet with drops of juice - she was ready to
roll. I undid my own jeans and exposed my hardness as she climbed into
my lap. I lifted her up and she positioned my cock at her little crack,
and started hunkering down on it. Entry was much easier this time, but
still delightfully tight. Leilani looked real sexy in her t-shirt and
bunched up and jeans, and I watched in awe as the little
rode quickly up and down, as if afraid that we would not have enough
time to finish. She was already half gone, and I reached around and
pressed my pinky into her little asshole, which admitted it up to my
first knuckle. We both came within seconds of one another - her first
quickie!
Before she left, I advised her to let me know when she wanted sex by
leaving the flag on my mailbox up before she caught the bus. I also
suggested that she wear dresses or skirts when she visited, as that
allowed easier access and faster recovery in case we were surprised by
an intruder to our sex parties. I started keeping track of her styles
and types of panties, as I did not want any excretions to arouse concern
in her mom. When we had catalogued them, I went to a department store on
the other side of the island and bought exact matches, laundering them
first so that appeared broken in. Am I thorough or what?
Things progressed along the same lines - if it is possible to categorize
a relationship such as ours in mundane terms - she would pop in now and
then for quick escapades. Sometimes she would let me eat her, then suck
me off, swallowing every drop. Sometimes we fucked. What's amazing is
that we both accepted all this as a normal part of our lives. She
continued to do well in school, ride her bike, and do all the things
little do. I had become an important, but not essential, part of
her day to day routine. In that, she struck me as being paradoxically
adult while still being a child.
I recall some particularly hot sessions. One time, she "flagged" the
mailbox and appeared around 2 PM, her usual time. I was in a robe, which
allowed me to be ready in an instant for her. She had her hair piled up
in a sophisticated hairdo, and was wearing a short denim skirt. By now,
I could gauge her state of excitement very easily, and today knew that
she was a vixen in heat. I just marched her over to my big leather
reading chair, and laid her tiny figure over one of the well padded
arms. I flipped up her skirt, and found that she had on baby blue bikini
panties - a rather grown up pair compared to her little cotton jobs.
That was all I needed. I just yanked down the panties, placed myself
between her oozing sex, and rammed it in. Her was unusually hot,
and I pumped her with long strokes, pulling my dick out so that only her
tight labia seemed to retain it, then plunging back into her vagina. She
bucked like a rutting horse, pushing her little ass up to meet, even
match, my thrustings. I fell onto her back, savoring the tightness of
her and the feel of her little rump rubbing against my chest, and
the sound and feel of my balls as they slapped against her thighs and
pussy. As my orgasm overcame me, I wedged myself deep into her slot and
ground my hips against her. Very hot.
Another time Leilani surprised me by initiating role playing - again her
sexual imagination was mystifying. She had told her that she was
going to a birthday party, and her went all out to dress her up. A
pretty yellow dress with a cinched waist and sash, little patent leather
shoes, and anklet socks with lace top. Her hair had been curled and tied
with yellow ribbons. Even her were satin with lacy edgings. I
decided to seduce her - which was exactly what she wanted as well. She
wanted to recapture the excitement of our first contact, and acted very
na‹ve as I played the role of seducer. When I started to finger her
through her panties, she pretended to pull my hand away, and it took
several attempts until she let me pull down her lacy little and
finger her seriously. Playing the role to the hilt, she did not suck me
or allow me to fuck her, but initiated a lovely hand job using baby oil.
She teased me by bringing me to the brink and then down several times,
and by the time she gave me release I was so rampant that my come shot
onto her face and hair, and we spent some time cleaning up afterward to
hide the crime.
Another fantasy we enacted was mine alone. I had been harboring the idea
of making her into a child-woman by dressing her in some exotic attire.
With her tiny waist and thin legs, this required that I import some
specialty lingerie from Europe, where many little still eschew
pantyhose. I was able to acquire a tiny push up bra in and black
satin, with a matching garter belt and panties. Black fishnet hose so
small that they looked like my socks! Black satin gloves that reached
the middle of her upper arms, and a neck choker made out of the same
black satin as the rest. To top it off, a silk half robe and a
wig! Leilani just loved the idea, saying it would make her feel grown up
to wear undies similar to the ones she had found in mom's dresser. I had
fully expected to have to dress her, but apparently her was pretty
open about this sort of thing, and had shown her how it all hooked
together while preparing for a big night out. So she went into the
bedroom and I listened to all the rustlings as she pieced together her
ensemble.
When she appeared, time seemed to stand still. She looked amazing - the
perfect little whore! I was on her in a minute, and part of the act
was for me to be more forceful with her. I stood before her, opened my
robe, and let it drop to the floor. I ordered her to kneel and suck my
dick. She dropped her robe as well, and knelt before me. She had to
slightly pull down my dick to get it into her mouth, while gave me a
luscious view of her small mouth engulfing the head of my prick, and
then working it in and out of her lips as she stroked my meat with her
petite hands clothed in the satin gloves. The wig and the push up bra
made her look more the tart, and before long I came in her mouth. I was
hard again in an instant, and ordered her to strip for me. She was a bit
awkward at first, but got the hang of it when I told her to move like
Britney Spears. Off came the little bra, and she turned her back to me
and wiggled out of the satin panties, letting them catch on her knees,
and then slowly bending down to remove them. The sight of her and
her long thin legs encased in the mesh drove me to action. I
sat in my Eames chair, feeling the cool leather against my ass and
balls, and had her suck me to a major erection. I needed to fuck her
like the little whore she was, so I moved off the chair and leaned her
over the matching leather ottoman. This positioned her and ass
perfectly. I licked her asshole and put my tongue inside her rim, while
working her with my hands. She wiggled like jello and started
moaning. Pulling her ass up in the air so she formed an inverted V with
the floor and ottoman, I placed my straddled legs outside hers, and
angled my penis downward toward her ass. I started to rub it against her
ass, but this was something new to her and she spooked a bit - she
probably needed a few days to think about it. But I was more than
content to take my big dick and slot it into her upraised from
behind. Which I did, snaking it in with one continuous insistent stroke.
The sight of my cock splitting her while it was framed by the
garter belt and was very erotic. I ran my fingers and hands
around the garter belt, finding that my big hands could completely
encircle her waist without difficulty. Moving my legs back between hers,
I decided I wanted to fuck her balls deep. She dropped down so that her
chest was on the ottoman, and I kneeled behind her, my prick in her all
the while. Holding the satin garter belt that cinched her waist in both
hands, I worked her forward and back against my dick, watching as my
root hairs met her ass cheeks with every long stroke. Her little back
arched upward with passion, and the short wig spun as she
abandoned herself to the frenzy. As I came, I grabbed the neck choker
and pulled her back as if she were a mare being serviced, and changed my
strokes to rapid fire until my sperm spanked against her womb.
There were other games, but again, that's for another time.
CHAPTER 6: Hindsight
For a while, I had been debating opening up a new avenue of sexual
adventure between Leilani and myself. Although I had fingered and licked
her asshole, I really had not seriously thought about having anal
intercourse with her. But she had been such an apt pupil so far, and I
was looking to keep our sex games new and exciting, so I didn't dismiss
the idea out of hand. I applied the same logic as I had when considering
first vaginal intercourse - her anal cavity might be broached in a
manner that would not cause her lasting injury or undue discomfort. But
I was sure not going to press the issue, nor ever do something she found
distasteful.
One morning, her asked me to let Leilani use the pool while Wendi
had her hair done. She was having a perm, and needed just a few hours.
Leilani would help me straighten up the house. Luckily, I had a maid for
that.
Leilani arrived in the morning, and we went out back to the pool. The
pool was completely secluded, as I often swam nude or had liaisons with
women in what I affectionately referred to as The Blue Lagoon. I had
some very nice chaise lounges and beach chairs, so the set up was pretty
solid. She was wearing a tiny yellow string bikini and one of those
silly little bra tops that little in the USA wear, but you seldom
see in other parts of the world. We went swimming and petted a little,
but basically just enjoyed each other's company and the bright, clear
day.
We took a break sat in opposing beach chairs, She looked at me and I
looked at her. She stared at my crotch and I at hers. On a whim, I
reached into my swimsuit and started stroking my dick. She started to
come over to me, but my head shook her off. The kid's a quick learner,
as I have already mentioned. She leaned back in her chair and stretched
her legs out, while spreading them so I could see a patch of yellow.
Slipping her hands inside her bikini bottoms, she fingered her slit and
rubbed her titties with her eyes closed. I could see the fabric of her
swimsuit moving as if a small was building a nest. Soon, we were
both excited and laughing, and I at last allowed her to join me in my
chair. We kissed and petted some more, and I fingered her a little bit,
but not enough to move us into a fuck situation.
While we were laughing and cuddling in the beach chair, Leilani asked me
to put some tanning oil on her shoulders and back. This was the clear,
oily type of sun tan oil, and smelled strongly of coconut and exotic
tropic plant extracts. I agreed, and she turned her back to me while
straddling my legs. I applied a generous amount of oil to her shoulders
and back, and some of it dribbled down into the bottoms of her yellow
bikini. The combination of her superbly toned body, deep tan, and the
oil glistening in the morning sun caused stirrings in my loins, and a
deep passion began to well up in me. As I kneaded the oil into her
flesh, she began to squirm and work her bottom against my swim trunks.
Immediately, my thick, long dick started to push against the thin nylon
fabric of my swim trunks. More and more of the oil found its way onto
my hands, her thighs, and my lap. I raised her up a bit and eased my
swimsuit down past my knees to my ankles, giving my engorged penis
freedom from its nylon captivity. The tropical breezes and bright
sunlight felt icy-hot on my hardness. Leilani gave a little gasp of
excitement, raised herself on the chair, still with her back to me,
while I slid her tiny bikini bottoms off her tiny ass. With amazing
speed and balance she lifted one foot, then the other, and stepped out
of her bikini, twirling the impossibly small garment and tossing it
where it landed on a nearby Ti plant. The cheeks of her backside caused
me to draw in a short breath, as the contrast of her tan lines against
her perfectly smooth tanned skin looked incredibly sexy.
Well, she must have gotten overly lost in the moment and let down her
guard, for the next thing I know her feet have slipped off the chair and
she is falling straight down toward my exposed dick! I managed to grab
her waist as she descended, keeping us both from harm, but my grasp
started to slip from all the oil covering my hands and her torso. She
slipped down and slightly backward, still with her back to me. By luck,
this caused her bottom to rest square against my erection. The fall
startled us both, and for a moment she froze, and my penis lost some of
its dimension. That changed as Leilani clasped her butt cheeks
together, locking me in the warm folds of her buttocks. She began to
rock gently, as if exploring this new sensation. I began to stroke her
little belly and hips, locking my own so as not to spook her, and
letting her control the motions. We rocked like this for several
minutes, soaking in the pleasures of the sun, the wind, and our heated
bodies.
Just then, Leilani arched a bit and I found my dick right against the
puckered rosebud of her asshole, accented by her light tan lines. For a
moment she paused, as if thinking, and then she ever so slightly moved
down and back, perfectly aligning her asshole with the position of my
cock. My glans had swelled tremendously due to my excitement, and
looked to me to be nearly as large as one of the globes of her bottom.
The task seemed impossible. How possibly could my 7" penis possibly fit
into the tiny asshole of this 9-year girl? Still, she was giving me
the encouragement I needed, and I saw no harm in making the attempt. So
much to gain, so little to lose.
Leilani seemed to sense my indecision, and moved back against me in a
deliberate shove; she had positioned her slender arms on those of the
chair, giving her excellent leverage to move in any direction - up,
down, sideways, forward. This incited me to action. Grabbing the
tanning oil, I slathered it on her back and the shaft of my penis, the
sweet-smelling fluid trickling down her back into the crevice of her
ass, and perfectly depositing on the head of my penis where it was
needed. Now we began to work together. I positioned my hands on her
hips while arching my back upward; she continued to push back against
me. The head of my dick flattened against the tightened rim of her
asshole, but made no progress. Wild with lust, my penis seemed to be of
steel, and I continued my insistent pressure. Slowly, ever so slowly, I
began to pry apart her anus, and enter her virgin asshole.
Nothing could have detracted me from my mission now. Pulling back on
Leilani's hips, I pressed forward until all at once my dick popped
through her outer rim! The head was entirely lodged in her rectum. I
could feel little muscle ripples fluttering around my cock. We
both froze, and Leilani let out a little yelp - causing me to ask if she
was ok. A nod of her jet black hair indicated she was. In a moment, I
began to push forward again, and bit by bit, inch by inch, my manhood
penetrated her until her ass crack met the hairs at the base of my
shaft. Again I asked if she was ok, and she responded by looking back
at me with those amazing blue eyes filled with desire. The sight
of my mighty warrior completely buried in that tiny girl's ass was
simply too thrilling to describe..
Now the work began. Leilani started to raise herself up, while I guided
her by continuing to hold one hip with my left hand, while cupping one
of her little apple ass cheeks in the other. This allowed her to set
the pace and rhythm, while I made damn sure she didn't slip off my
manhood. As we were now very acquainted with each other's lovemaking,
there was no problem at all. My cock slid out of the sheath of her ass
on the upstroke, and then back into its exquisitely tight clasp on the
downstroke. I was delirious with the sensations I was experiencing,
while Leilani began to coo passionately each time my dick bottomed out
in her butt. Both of us sensed we were near the edge. As I began to
feel my legs go taut as the wave of began, Leilani sped up
her pace, my dick pummeling her tiny ass as if to her in two. My
first shot of come came as a jolt, and Leilani and I both screamed in
ecstasy as my hot lava flooded her bottom. Wave after wave, tremor after
tremor - I seemed to be coming in buckets as if our intense desires had
tapped into a reservoir.
After a few minutes we regained our senses, and I gently lifted Leilani
off my still sizable penis. She now stood before me, but I was a bit
anxious to look up at her. Had I done anything that might have
jeopardized my relationship with my Hawaiian goddess? Would she still
feel the same for me now as she had just minutes earlier? Just then, I
felt my princess' tiny fingers on my chin, and she lifted my head to
reveal her beaming, radiant face flushed with desire, and marked with an
ear to ear grin. She bent over and kissed me gently on the lips, took my
hand, and we went indoors and took a long soapy shower. I was careful
to gently cleanse her anus, and applied an aloe vera lotion to the area
to ease her soreness. She fetched her bikini from the poolside, stepped
into it, pulled it up to cover the area I had only recently plundered,
and skipped home humming to herself.
End of Part I.
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