Chapter Fifteen

The 2 1/2 miles from the office park to my house was transited in record time. I pulled into the garage, slapped the car in park, and turned to see if Amanda was still as flushed with excitement as I. Indeed, she was. Beaming an adoring and satisfied smile, but hair a little messy and eyes still smoldering with a look that said, "Give me more!". I returned a smile of acknowledgement and got out of the car.

Her eyes followed me as I walked round one bumper, across the front of the car, then turning again and up to her door. They lowered and followed my hand to the handle, then back up to my eyes as I opened the door. I admired her yet again as she swung her gorgeous legs out, offered me her hand for help standing in her new heels, and stood, facing me.

"Ready?", was all that seemed appropriate.

"Uh huh" she whispered back, nodding. Then, hands folded behind my neck and drawing me down to her waiting lips, she kissed me again, much longer and deeper, I barely suppressed the urge to try to part her lips, enjoying the sweetness of this more innocent display. Next kiss I would.

We turned, hand in hand, and I led her inside, her heels quickly, lightly, clicking on the smooth concrete, her tiny steps coming short and fast to keep up with me. I always liked that sound.

I turned on a few lights in expectant silence, Amanda waiting just a few steps inside to see where we were going, sensing it might be a more private part of my home. I returned to her, pulled her close to me in a tight embrace she warmly accepted, her head just below my chin, my arms enveloping her, hands wrapped around a tiny waist. I couldn't help again thinking that this must be what heaven is like, not that I was going there. But just pure peaceful bliss and contentment. I could hold her forever.

"How are your feet feeling?" I asked, thinking she'd never worn heels before and might be getting sore.

She chuckled into me and murmured, "Starting to hurt some".

"I thought they might be, I'm sorry honey. But you know, you looked absolutely beautiful tonight. I was so proud to be with you".

I bent and picked her up, lower legs, and heels, dangling sexily. Another giggle and off I carried her to my bedroom. This would be an even more special night than the last.

I lay my princess upon my bed with a smile and a cheek kissed. My eyes caressed her face and my hands went to her shoes, tugging one, then the other, tossing them with a flop to the floor.

My hand then slid up her long, bare, and luscious leg, titillating us both and once again starting up the essential flow of juices. Chemicals mixed and powerful hormones were secreted from pulsing glands all over our bodies. Breath and pulse quickened, senses heightened, desire peaked. She had experienced a strong orgasm in the car not fifteen minutes ago, but she now wanted more. Not our ages, nor our brief acquaintance, nor anything else mattered. Only our mutual want and a desire to please and be pleased. These feelings known to me, albeit on a much lesser level than now, but completely new and foreign to Amanda. Never before had she felt the rush of lust her young body was now experiencing. I reveled in her innocence.

I stood and helped her up to stand on the bed facing me. Now, finally, I would see her, beautifully naked before me. I was heady with anticipation, my mind working hard to comprehend the reality playing out in front of me. Was this really happening? Or was I stuck in a cruel dream, only to wake to frustration and disappointment.

Sweetly answering my silent prayer, Amanda spoke.

"Adam?".

"Yes, darling?", and she grinned at my now common reference to her. She liked it. It made her feel grown-up, and sweetly desired. As intended.

"This has been the most wonderful day of my life!" she exhaled, me beginning to lift her sweater, she obliging by lifting her arms. Her willingness to share her body with me igniting my passions further. She continued, "I mean, I'm still worried about mom and stuff, but you were so nice to me today! You make me feel like I'm special. My tummy has been tingly with butterflies all day! Thanks Adam". Music to my ears.

I pulled her sweater over and off and flung it somewhere close to her shoes. Tremors shimmied through me as her lovely form was now there, before me.

"I know. I been having those same feelings too. That's what I've been trying to tell you, that's how you know when you're in love", I admitted for the second time in hours. This time she finally seemed to understand.

"It is?", arms gliding down to her sides and smiling lovingly at me in her semi-nakedness.

"It is", I confirmed.

"So I love you too?" she asked me, and herself, as if just coming to the realization.

"Well, only you can know that, but I hope you do. Or at least I hope you do someday. I never want to be without you, Amanda".

And now I was pulling her skirt down, past her knees, ankles, and now her perfectly beautiful feet stepping up one at a time, hand against me for balance. Our quiet conversation while disrobing her a subtlety erotic act. Her lack of understanding of what was to come feeding my frenzied desire.

"I really, really, like those panties" I kidded, the ones she'd teased me with earlier at the mall.

"Do you? Are they sexy?" she teased back, my hands now back at her hips, thumbs inside the thin pink fabric, her hands against my shoulders for support, anticipating my next move.

"They are, very. And I loved getting them for you today. I want to give you everything you ever want, Sugarplum". And with that I brought her panties down, slowly, oh so slowly. She sensed my reverence of this incredible moment and shyly bent one knee in front of the other, then the reverse, enhancing the effect of seeing her now totally naked and willingly on display for me.

I took in the whole of her, awash in appreciation, she enjoying my eyes upon her too. She understood the desire I felt as she was now feeling the same pull, the same need. Though how to satisfy that need she knew she did not know. She trusted that I did. The two orgasms she'd had had been mind-blowing, but there was a different craving from deep within in her for something different, something more.

Her perfect form before me, I took my time taking it all in. She was divine and goddess-like to my eyes. Perfectly proportioned, perfectly symmetrical, smooth and graceful in movement. When I could resist no more, I allowed my eyes to fall upon her sweet, smooth, beautifully protruding vulva. I was entranced for a long moment. All that the world had to offer me was now here for the taking. And take it I would. Gently, tenderly, and patiently, but I would have it.

My hands ran in unison up and down her smooth sides, arms, shoulders, and up to cup her exquisite face. Her eyes had turned a slightly darker shade of blue, another of her body's responses to her newfound passion, and I could sense her desire. I bowed my head, held her marvelously childish body to me, and pressed my lips to hers. She received me eagerly and wantingly, and wrapped her arms around my head and pressed tighter yet, the only way she knew to kiss "more". I received it gladly and graciously for a for seconds then pulled back slightly, mouth to her ear and whispered, "Softer first, honey. Let your lips relax" I coaxed.

Still holding her head in my hands I bent again, kissed her softly, yet fully, released, turned my head slightly then kissed her again. We exchanged smooches this way for quite a few minutes and she became more and more accustomed to the feeling and how to make it more sensuous. Then I held our congress for a longer time, maneuvered my lips inside hers and brushed my tongue between them. Her eyes flickered open and she pulled away.

"You licked me!" she gasped, gleefully enjoying the "moreness" of that kind of kiss.

"That's just another way people kiss. I like kissing both ways. And I love kissing you".

She came to me again, a brief touch of lips and then her tongue emerged, I caught it just in time and touched it with mine, just a flick, a mere glance, no more. She pulled back again but wordless this time, a brief search of my eyes, then back to me, more confidently, tongues rendezvousing on cue, testing, tasting. More passion I could feel now flowing from her, her body beginning to writhe softly against me in small quakes.

Well, if ever a girl of any age were ready for more, this young one now was. She broke our kiss and, my jacket discarded earlier, reached for my buttons and began removing my shirt! She was running on pure instinct I supposed. I realized I'd been holding my breath as she slowly accomplished her task, fumbling here and there and taking far too long, but at the same time teasing and taunting me with her inexperience. She arrived at the last and I assisted, pulling the shirt from my arms and off. She pressed into me and our skin touched, her creamy complexion soft and supple, her bottom so small but pleasing and seemingly full in my hands. I was lost in her essence. Her long hair flowing over her and between us, I snuggled into her neck and kissed and nibbled her seductively. She cooing and giggling her gratitude for the pleasant feelings.

"You're tickling" she whispered heavily, eyes closing, head leaning back.

"I know" I whispered back and continued kissing her all over her pretty face, finally returning to her waiting lips for more tongue training. She wasted little time now with subtleness and as soon as our lips met she opened her mouth and attacked my tongue with hers, darting all around and over mine, excitedly, seductively, proud now to be kissing in this new, much more erotic fashion. She felt herself moisten, another new feeling to which she was growing accustomed.

I, too, was feeling the effects of our new concourse, my cock pulsing hungrily, eager to return to the warm inner folds of this sweet young girl, this time unencumbered by any barrier and able to feel her softness around him. This time he may not allow himself to be restrained. There's only so much a guy can do to control his dick, we all know this.

I tore myself from our embrace and stepped back away from her. I opened my belt, unzipped my pants, and let the smooth slacks fall to the floor. Stepping quickly and not wanting to be away from my darling any longer than necessary, I returned and brought her back close to me.

"Honey, have you ever seen a man or maybe a boy, 'down there' before", I asked, over the top of her head.

I felt her small face smile against me. "Yeah, kinda. I've taken baths with my cousins and I've seen Joshua's". Well, at least she had some notion as to what was down there, but seeing her little cousin compared to what she was about to see were two very different things. I was a little worried that my raging hard on might scare her, and that's the very last thing I wanted

However, she seemed to be enjoying the sight and feel of my body as well, as she mimicked my loving touches and began running her hands over my bare shoulders and gently massaging me with small squeezes. It felt exquisite, both the physical sensation and the mental stimulation, knowing she was now trying to express her feelings for me with delicate and tender touches. Turning her face up to me and bringing us together once again for a now powerful and passionate deep oral embrace, I was out of my mind, my appetite for her insatiable, my need for her without limit or end. Feeling her body pushing into me, hearing and feeling her moan in my mouth, her tongue hungrily ravaging mine, I submitted to my lesser half.

"Well, if you'd like to see or touch mine you can. If you don't want to that's okay too. But I'd like you to, when you're ready. It makes me feel good like it does for you when I touch you down there. But just so you know, and it doesn't surprise you, mine is a lot bigger than your cousins'. And when I'm with you like this is gets firm and kind of hard.". She looked at me with a slightly puzzled expression, then a small shrug and returned to kissing me, she really seemed to enjoy it now and was remarkably good at it already.

Nothing in my wildest masturbatory fantasies had prepared me for the reality of being with a little girl, especially one so fantastically beautiful! Her sexy smallness, her wonderful taste, her delightful aroma, but more than that the outrageous passion that could be ignited in one so young was amazing! Maybe my girl was special and rare, or maybe we were destined to be together and our souls were in perfect harmony. Whatever the case, she was becoming more and more excited as we continued kissing deeply, her breath heavy and quick through her nose, her tongue probing into me more deeply, alerting me to her now very heightened state of arousal.

Breaking our lips' contact with a loud rush of inhaled air by each of us, I guided her down into a prone position on my bed.

"Amanda" I whispered to her in the soft glow of strong moonlight filling my room, "I'm not sure what tomorrow will bring, what's going to happen after your mom gets home, and when or even if we'll ever be able to be together like this again. But tonight, you are mine and I'm yours, we belong to each other and nothing else matters. I want to make you feel wonderful and loved. If I do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable please tell me. I want this to be very special for you". As I spoke to her I began running a warm hand over her cool body. Her hand came up and rested on mine as it moved over her, to her yet undeveloped breasts and small light brown areola, across her stomach and hips, feeling the soft swell there, and as if drawn by Amanda's own desire, down between her thighs and into her cleft. My heart raced and I struggled to move slowly and lightly around her most precious parts. She moan through closed lips and looked down to where her hand still covered mine as she felt it move in her cunt as I slid my now wet and lubricated index finger up and down her tight little slit, careful not to give her too much stimulation too early.

"Adam" she begged, and I knew what she wanted. "Please" and with that she pulled my head down to her pillowy mound. I breathed her into me deeply and felt another rush of electricity run through me. I kissed and licked her lips and let my tongue move into her. She made known to me that this was exactly what she wanted with a surprisingly loud, 'Yes!" as my tongue found and caressed her protruding young clit, bringing her more and more angst and stimulation with each pass made across it. Not wanting to bring her there just yet, I moved away and she grunted her displeasure. But I knew what I was doing. I wanted to raise her hunger level, her appetite for satisfaction, to a yet unrealized plateau. I wanted to make her crazy and hot with need!

Moving away even further and kissing the insides of her glorious thighs, her hands now on my head pleading to return to that place that would bring on those wonderful feelings she now knew and craved. I felt an irresistible urge to tell her again so that she might feel the words more acutely, "Amanda, I love you".

Flushed and hot with desire, she finally returned those words to me, "I love you too". Trumpets sounded, angels sang, and my heart cried out! Even if she didn't fully understand the depth of meaning contained in that short phrase, her words slammed into me and filled me with an even stronger desire to please her.

I plunged my face back into her tart little cunny and she gasped at the renewed stimulation. I brought my fingers up and parted her thickening labia, blood flowing into her sex and plumping her lips, hot against mine. I pulled her gently apart and let my warm tongue wash over her, she looking down at me, my mouth full of her. She laid her head back again and smiling, pulled me more diligently into her, moving her hips and grinding into me, her little body growing more and more frantic as I gave her what she wanted. My tongue back and forth over her clitty, then down to her small, small opening, pressure against it, then released, then back again trying to get inside her, she pressing harder and hoping too now to feel my tongue more deeply planted within her. Back up to her nub for a suckle and flick of my tongue and she was very nearly there again. She was arching her back up now and pushing her ass back down into the mattress, still holding my head and demanding blessed relief, her body in agony, beginning to cry out softly as the waves of pleasure increased in intensity.

Lapping her delicious juices up and delighting in bringing her to such an aroused state, I continued lashing out against her hard little button, the far off sound of a whistle as her orgasm approached like a freight train, fast and powerful. I felt her suck in a deep breath and tense, her thighs tight against me as I continued to torture her with my tonguing. Her hands full of my hair and unconsciously pulling hard, her body climbing to even new heights and nearing an epic climax.

"Adammm!" she screamed, losing all control and spasming, animalistic grunts escaping from her in rhythmic torrents, my lips locked to her cunt, tongue still relentlessly scraping across her overstimulated clitoris as it came crashing in. She locked up completely, as if being electrocuted, and let out an extended "Ahhhhhhh!!!!". I stopped and held my tongue motionless against her spot as side rode out the explosion erupting between her legs. This was by far the most intense of the three orgasms I had delivered her, on an order of magnitude I was starting worry that she might not be able to handle. For many long seconds she was incoherently exuding garbled sounds, unable to comprehend the blinding light flashing behind tightly closed eyelids and the uncontrollable muscle spasms racking her petite body. I held her hips firmly in my grasped and tried to give her some support, but so far gone she was and so filled with unbridled raw passion that she wriggled from of my grasp and collapsed in a heap, the exertion taking a great toll on her unprepared nervous system. I crawled up next to her and cupped her still shivering body in mine. I ran a finger across her face and pulled her hair back and away, sweated and matted to her forehead as it had been. I tried to comfort her as she needed many minutes of recuperation, so taxing an effort it was that I had caused her to bare.

Chapter Sixteen

Her trembling subsided and she relaxed more against me. Her small soft hands began caressing the tops of mine as I lay with her in my arms, her senses and strength returning.

Perhaps she felt my still very urgent and as of yet unfulfilled need, or maybe she remembered how excited I had become last night when my lap was filled with her sweet, plump, pliable little ass, but she then, almost undetectably, very nearly imperceptibly, began moving her bottom against my still quite swollen, and now very obvious, cock. I was humbled at her selflessness. After having been submitted to endure a brutal ordeal - an orgasm that had been almost traumatic in it's rapture, she was now intent on my pleasure, on returning the love and warm feelings I had given her. She was an angel. A sexy little preteen angel sent from above.

I let her know I felt her and began returning her pushes with a firming of resistance, and then an outward thrust of my own, pressing my cock harder into her, she sighing at yet another new sensation. I let loose my cock through the fly of my boxers, it gleaming, shiny, slippery and diamond-hard in the soft midnight moonlight, then reached up for her hand and brought it down to me. Quietly, without words or coaxing, her small hand found me, and wrapped itself around me. The affect it had on me - her tiny hand lightly gripping and relaxing, squeezing and releasing, pumping blood into the already engorged head of my penis, was overwhelming. I'd been leaking lots of precum for over an hour now, and I slid easily through Amanda's fingers as I slowly started pumping her hand, waiting for her to understand this was what I wanted.

Laying as we were on our sides, "spooning" as many now call it, my cock was up between her mostly closed legs, and her hand was down in her crotch holding me. I laid my hand on her forearm to keep her hand from moving, showing her how to make it better for me, and she complied, cupping her small digits around my prick and holding me firmly in place as I fucked her small hand. Precum was lightly spurting with each plunge I made through her, keeping us friction free and allowing me to slide gloriously in and out of her little pseudo-pussy. Not much time was needed at all, as much as I tried to stall what I knew was going to be a very power eruption of semen.

Amanda sensed a change in my motion and gripped me slightly tighter, just what I needed, and the tingling pressure in my balls quickly grew to that uncontainable level when you know it's here, it has arrived, and nothing in the world can stop it.

I was pumping her madly as my climax hit, my lap slapping hard against her buttocks and her hand gripping my hot-cum spurting cock. Wave after wave crushed me as my balls contracted and spewed hot sperm through Amanda's fingers and onto the sheets. Long hot ropes of cum tugged back at my insides as it left me, my prostate pumping the lava-like liquid from me with a force I'd before thought unattainable, and now almost unbearable. Holding Amanda's hips now and fucking the young girl for all I was worth, I'd never know such ecstasy.

And finally, the last ripples of pleasure were here, my world coming back into focus, and my cock deflating in her still-clutching hand. She had ridden the storm of my orgasm out and never released her grasp, naturally performing a milking motion of my now quickly softening cock. It felt beyond wonderful.

I lay, unable to speak or move for a minute or two, basking in the afterglow of my first preteen girl induced orgasm. I tried to collect myself and gather strength so that I might speak to her.

"Amanda?", hoarsely and as yet still a little winded.

"Uh huh?" her small, soft voice answered.

"Are you okay honey?" I gulped and asked.

"Uh huh. Are you"?" she asked back, and I smiled in the night and squeezed my precious lover.

"Yes, darling, You just made me feel better than I ever have. I've never felt so good" trying to keep it simple so she could easily understand.

"I know, me too" she followed, "I can't believe how wonderful this is. Does everybody feel like this when they have sex?" she asked naively.

"Well", I began, "It's always nice, but I' never felt anything close to this with anyone before. I think there is something special between you and I that makes it better".

"I know, huh?" she whispered, and pulled my arms more tightly around her. She felt safe, warm, and loved in my arms I could tell, and I loved the feeling of her with me. She was now my sole and complete obsession. I was completely smitten and could never again do without her charms.

"Yes, Sugarplum". And with that we fell into a peaceful, deep, slumber.

Chapter Seventeeen

I awoke to a very similar morning as the day before, my arms full of beautiful little girl, birds chirping outside calling me to consciousness, and my crotch pasted to Amanda's ass. She must've stirred me with the delicate way she was rubbing the hair on my arm and humming softly to herself. She seemed quite well and happy this fine day!

"Good morning", I said softly, not sure if she new I had awakened.

"Hi" she said simply, but contently.

"Did you sleep well, my love"?" I inquired.

"Mmm hmm"

"Me too. Last night was wonderful darling. I hope I made you feel as good as you made me feel", I asked hopefully.

"I don't even know how to say how good it was, Adam. I don't understand how you do that to me?" she admitted.

"I know, don't worry. I'll explain what you felt and why later. Right now I'm just glad you're okay with what we did, and that you liked it so much too".

"I did, oh my god I did!" she giggled, now more fully awake and feeling a little spunky.

"Well good!" I agreed, then added, "and there's still lots more we can do, things that might make you feel even better than last night".

"No way! Nothing could feel better than that" she assured me.

"We'll see. But right now we'd better get up and get ready. We're bring your mom home today!"

And with that we tossed our covers aside, stole brief approving glimpses of one another's bare body, then I scooped her up and carried her to my bath, today she would shower with me!

As I carried her along I kissed her rosey cheeks and nibbled her neck while she giggled happily. I put her down on the cool tile floor, reached in and turned on the water, then picked her up again and carried her in with me inside. Warm water cascaded over us, massaging our bodies and rinsing away the remains of last nights love-making. I held her close for long minutes enjoying the increasingly hot water, her head on my shoulder, water now spraying on her back as if gentle fingers working her overused muscles. I gently return her to her feet, lathered a cloth and proceed to purify my little overs body. No nook or cranny, knot or crevice was ignored, she completely at ease with my now familiar touch, welcoming it wherever it might land.

Without her heels on she was once again a diminutive little doll, and I felt slightly awkward as my slightly erect penis dangled in front of her. She took notice and looked up at me with an inquisitive smile, this being the first time she had seen me in all my glory. She reached up and took me in both her hands, lathered and clean my cock with loving gentle strokes. I was pleasantly surprised that she had no problem with groping my manhood this way. She must have figured out that this was the place on me that made me feel really good, just like that special place on her that that I had found, and she wanted to make me feel just as good as I had her. Of course my cock responded, but I was able to contain a desire to begin anew with another love-making session this morning. Time was limited and, once again, I realized I hadn't dedicated any time yesterday to thinking of just how best to present myself to Julie, now that I was guilty of molesting her sweet little pride and joy.

Once clean from top to toe, I turned off the water and we stepped from the shower. Toweling her bewitchingly beautiful body dry, I asked her, "So do you still love me?".

She lowered her eyes, still just a little shy and unable to understand how this wonderful man could have such powerful feelings for her, a still very young girl. "Yes, I still love you Adam" returning her eyes to mine, then, "Do you still love me too?", as if she didn't know.

"Amanda, I will never, ever, stop loving you. You are the girl I've been waiting for all my life, the one thing that makes me feel complete and whole. I could never stop loving you, no matter what".

And with that I pulled her towel-clad body to me and kissed her gently but earnestly, she returning my affection and enjoying the still-newness of this kissing thing.

"Now, let's get dressed and go to the hospital. You're mom is probably anxious to see you and get out of there!". I didn't think she needed anymore coaching on what not to revel about our love affair, but perhaps I would mention it again along the way, just in case. No need to take chances, now that things were going so well.