"Hey, Brent... you busy tonight?"

Strolling past the kitchen towards my bedroom, I pause in my tracks. My mom is standing next to the fridge with the telephone in her hand and the mouthpiece pressed to her chest, looking at me expectantly.

"Uh, maybe... why, mom?" I reply cautiously. This is my summer vacation after all, and the last thing I want is to be roped into doing some unpleasant chore. At fourteen years old and with an overabundance of hormones to burn off, my private wanking time is important to maintaining my sanity!

"Honey, it's Mrs. Brewster from next door on the phone. Their babysitter cancelled tonight and they can't find anyone... and she's wondering if you could fill in on short notice."

Babysit the six-year-old girl next door? Kill me now! "Sorry, mom - can't do it tonight!" I proclaim as I disappear around the corner towards the safety of my room.

My mom stomps her foot on the vinyl floor and yells after me, "Brenton Arthur Danby! You get back here right now!"

Oh god... my full name.

Dragging myself back to the kitchen, I pinch my eyebrows together and whine in my most pitiful voice, "But mooooom!"

"Don't 'but mom' me. And you know very well that look won't work on me, young man. Now, unless you can tell me exactly what you're doing that's sooo important, I expect you to do the mature and responsible thing and help out the Brewsters. Didn't you mind Keisha a few times when she was younger?"

"But mooom... I haven't done that in years! And babysitting's a stupid girl's job anyways. I've got a rep to uphold!"

"Girl's job, huh? Then I guess you wouldn't be interested in the seventy-five dollars they've offered to pay you for the short notice?"

One of my eyebrows arches with interest. Seventy-five bucks would go a long way towards making the next week of my summer far more exciting. And it would only be the one night, after all... none of my friends need know where I got the money from, so what's the harm? Frankly, I should be able to do this with both hands tied behind my back!

"I guess, if I absolutely hafta..."

"There's my good boy. Now you'll need to go over after dinner, and stay until they get back sometime between midnight and one. Can I tell Mrs. Brewster you'll be there on time and with a cheerful smile on that handsome face?"

My mom smiles at me, and I blush. "Yeah, yeah," I mutter. "I'll be there."

* * *

At exactly seven PM, I'm standing on the Brewsters' front porch and waiting for someone to answer the door. Shuffling my feet anxiously, I glance back at my house and wonder if I should've brought anything with me to help pass the time.

I hear the deadbolt click back, the heavy oak door swings inwards, and there on the other side is the stunning Mrs. Brewster - a twenty-four-year-old African-American goddess with a miniscule waist, huge boobs, and a curvaceous ass that has been the stuff of my wet dreams for years now. A favorite summer pastime of mine is to sit in my upstairs bedroom with my telescope aimed at the Brewster's backyard, studying each and every inch of Mrs. Brewster's bikini-clad body as she basks by the pool in the sun.

I smile just like my mom wanted, but mostly because I'm flashing back to the time me and my friends saw her in a string bikini, and we actually got to see half her pussy slip out when the fabric wedged in her crack. She shaves!

"Hi there Brenton," greets Mrs. Brewster cheerfully, smoothing out her skin-tight red cocktail dress.

"Um... yeah, hi Mrs. Brewster," I reply awkwardly, trying not to notice how her ample cleavage is practically bursting out the top of her dress. Oh god, is she super hot...

"I see you're right on time as promised! Come in, come in..."

Mrs. Brewster and her lucky husband - a doctor, no less - proceed to tell me about their plans for the evening, show me a list of emergency contact numbers, and then relay young Keisha's schedule. She can watch television from now until eight thirty, then she has to have a bath and be in bed no later than nine. Snacks and drinks are in the fridge, storybooks on the shelf in her bedroom, and approved DVDs under the television.

After assuring them that I remember where the first aid kit and fire extinguishers are, the Brewsters head out to their party and leave me alone with young Keisha. She's already waiting to watch cartoons with me in the living room, so I pop in her favorite Barbie movie and join her on the ugly paisley couch.

The next few hours with Keisha go as smoothly as I'd hoped. The young girl is an absolute darling, and by the time her Barbie movie ends around eight forty-five, I'm thinking this'll be the easiest seventy-five bucks I've ever made.

"Okay, Kee," I say, using her nickname. "We're already running fifteen minutes late, so it's time for you to get in the tub!"

"But I don' wanna!" she answers stubbornly, crossing her arms and pouting. "I wanna watch 'nother movie with you."

"Oh, but it's already so late, don't you think? Even I'm super tired." I yawn dramatically for effect. "But I'll tell you what. Your mom tells me you like story time?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, if you go take your bath right now, then I'll read you a story before you go to sleep."

Keisha perks up. "Really? Any story I want?"

"Sure! You can pick whatever you want from your bookshelf. Sounds good?"

"Yeah!" she exclaims happily, bouncing up from the couch. As she dashes off down the hall to the bathroom, I cross my legs and smile proudly to myself. Like riding a bike!

A minute later, I hear my name being called. "Brentyyyy! I need you!"

With a sigh, I get up and march to the bathroom. "What is it, Kee?"

Stepping inside the open doorway, I'm greeted by the sight of the six-year-old black girl - who barely comes up to my chest - standing completely naked in the middle of the bathroom. Now, I've got a sister at home not much older than Keisha, so I'm well-trained to ignore naked girls of this age. Although, I will at least admit that Keisha does have an especially cute little bubble butt... and now that I think about it, so does my little sister. Anyways, I certainly don't want to get in trouble for making the girl uncomfortable by looking at her inappropriately.

Keisha points at the tub. "You hafta fill it," she says matter-of-factly.

"You don't do that yourself?"

"Mommy and daddy don't let me use the taps."

I proceed to run about a foot of warm water into the tub, help Keisha climb in, then load her up with toys and other things to keep her busy. She says she can wash herself - something I doubt she does very well, but thank god for that anyways - so I return to the living room and put on more "mature" television programming while I wait for her to finish.

I pay close attention to the sounds of Keisha playing and splashing and giggling happily, and when the clock on the wall ticks over to a quarter after nine, I decide she's been in there long enough.

Hauling myself off the couch, I return to the bathroom and find the tile floor completely covered in pools of water - along with numerous incriminating little wet footprints.

"Kee - what the heck did you do in here!"

"Nothin'. I just hadda get some things to play with. I'm sorry."

"But you got water all over the place! You should've called me for help. What if you slipped and fell and hurt yourself? I'd get in huge trouble with your parents!"

"I'm sorry, Brenty. I forgot." The girl's face looks crestfallen, and her eyes begin to water.

"Oh... god. Don't cry, sweetie. It's okay, really it is. Let's just get you out and dried off, all right?"

Lifting Keisha from the tub, I stand her in the middle of the wet floor and grab a fluffy bath towel from the rack. After drying her braided hair, I do her back and chest, skim delicately over her butt and private areas, then dry her legs.

When I announce that she's all done, Keisha giggles and shakes her head. "No I'm not - my trickle's still wet!" Planting her feet apart, she pushes her hips out and points between her legs. "You gotta dry here too!"

My pupils widen, and quite unintentionally my eyes slip down to her crotch and lock onto the deep, smooth slit of the child's hairless brown pussy... which is indeed still speckled with beads of bathwater. Keisha's pussy is actually a lot bigger and puffier-looking than I would've expected for a girl of her age, and it would be extremely arousing to me if it were on an older girl. But with a casual shrug of my shoulders, I kneel down, wrap the towel around my hand, and rub quickly between her legs.

Keisha giggles happily. "Still a bit wet there..." she reports diligently.

Squinting, I can indeed see some moisture inside her slit. This time I take my towel-clad hand and rub it vigorously between her pudgy folds for five whole seconds, noting with interest the unique feel of her puffy pussy flesh, even through the thickness of the towel. When I'm done, I look up and find her eyelids closed and the corners of her lips curled into a smile. She sighs softly, and all of a sudden I hear something hard clatter on the floor. Looking down, I see a red plastic lipstick tube rolling across the tiles towards my knees.

Reaching down, I pick up the tube. "Where'd this come from?" I mutter to myself. It's curiously warm.

"Oh, that's mine!" says Keisha with a happy giggle.

I twirl the tube between my fingers, genuinely confused by its sudden appearance. "What? It is? Where'd it come from?"

Keisha frowns and purses her lips for a long while. "Um, Brenty... will you keep a secret?" she finally asks.

"Yes, of course, honey."

"Do you promise? Even from mommy and daddy?"

What kind of secrets could a six-year-old kid have from her own parents? "Yeah... I suppose so."

"Brenty, say you promise!"

This is getting weird. "Yes. I promise. Now what is it?"

"Mmm, well... I sometimes... when I'm alone... I like to put things in my trickle."

I'm not getting it. "Huh? What are you talking about? You like things that tickle?"

"No, silly - my trickle! I like puttin' things in there. It makes me feel all tingly, then I get all shaky good."

Finally, it clicks: she's rubbing her pussy with things. Hmm.

Wait - she's doing what?

My penis begins automatically stiffening at the idea of the girl actually pleasuring herself... but since when did kindergartners even know to masturbate? "Uh, sweetie, I think you mean you like to rub things on your puss- uh, on your trickle... right?"

"Well, sure, 'specially when my button gets all itchy. But I like putting them in my trickle even more!"

Doubtful at her story, I study the lipstick tube. It's just over three-quarters of an inch across and about three inches long. There's no way the whole thing could've been inside this small child's pussy to the point where I wouldn't notice it while toweling her off. "No way. This thing's way too big for a little girl like you to put all the way in there."

"Nuh uh."

"Uh huh! You'd just hurt yourself if you even tried. I think you were holding it behind your back to play a trick on me."

"Nuh uh! I can so put it in! Watch!"

Keisha snatches the lipstick from my fingers, spreads her knees a little, and presses the rounded end of the tube along the deep groove running between her legs. She wiggles it a bit, and as if by magic the tube slowly sinks into her undersized body until even her finger has been consumed... somewhere. Pulling the digit away, she looks up at me, smiles, and declares proudly, "See, Brenty? Told ya!"

I'm speechless. I genuinely wasn't trying to get her to do that, because I didn't think it was possible! Clearly she isn't a virgin - at least not in the sense of having a cherry. It takes my reeling brain a few seconds to form words. "Um... uh... yeah... okay, I believe you. Now take it out before you get hurt."

"I'm not gonna get hurt. I put way bigger things in there!"

Bigger? I know I'm going to regret this later, but... "Really? Like what?"

Keisha patters over to the counter - with that lipstick still stuck inside her pussy - opens a drawer, and rummages around. Then, she pulls out a large hairbrush. The plastic handle is rounded, about five inches long, and bulges in the middle to a bit over an inch across. "This is my new favoritist thing to play with!"

Although I'm a virgin myself, I've occasionally done some late-night naked webcam chats with a few of the sluttier kids at my school, and I've masturbated with girls my own age playing with hairbrushes just like this one. But certainly none of those girls were as young as Keisha!

"I can't believe it..." I murmur under my breath.

"But Brenty, I really can! You wanna see me?"

At that exact moment, the telephone in the living room rings loudly and I nearly jump out of my skin in fright. It's probably Keisha's parents checking up on me to see if their daughter's been put to bed yet.

"No, Kee. Please don't do that. Put that thing away, take that lipstick out your puss- your trickle, and please get your pajamas on and go to bed. I'll be there in a few minutes to read you a story, and after that you absolutely must go to sleep."

Leaving the bathroom, I answer the call from the Brewsters with beads of sweat dotting my forehead. I tell them that everything's fine and Keisha's just fallen asleep - a harmless white lie - and after a few minutes of idle conversation, hang up and make my way over to their daughter's bedroom. Sticking my head inside the doorway, I find her already huddled under the covers with a picture book waiting for me to read. Something about circus animals going on a big city adventure.

I smile and heave a sigh of relief. Thank goodness everything's back to normal! "Ah, now there's a good girl. You've earned yourself a story."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I spend the next fifteen minutes reading the book in funny voices and showing Keisha all the colorful illustrations. When we get to the end she claps, and I lean down and return the book to the shelf next to her bed.

Straightening back up, I find the girl holding the infamous hairbrush from earlier.

"Kee! What are you doing with that!" I screech in a hushed whisper.

Keisha licks the end of the handle, getting it wet with saliva. "You don't believe me. I wanna show you I can do it!"

"Hang on there, Kee - you really can't show me something like that. You and I could get in huge trouble!"

"You're not gonna tell on me, are you?"

"Of course not!"

"Then I'm not gonna tell on you, silly billy! I just want you to believe me."

Unsure of what I should say in such a situation, I chew nervously on a knuckle. I really don't understand why she wants to do this - she has to be way too young to experience any sort of sexual pleasure, but then why else would she put anything near her privates? I have to know. "Kee... why do you put those things in your trickle?"

"I already told you... it makes me all tingly, then I get shaky, then my happy comes out and I feel warm all over!"

That sounds an awful lot like a grown-up orgasm. Once again, my always-ready dick begins to grow in my jeans. "So... doing stuff like that feels good?"

"Oh yes! It's the best feelin' in the whole world! I like making it happen over and over and over..."

"And your parents don't know you do this?"

Keisha casts her eyes downwards. "No. Mommy and daddy saw me touch there once, and they got all angry and told me to never ever do it again or I'd get a whooping. I tried hard to stop, really I did, but I just hafta do it! So, I started puttin' things in my trickle so I could feel good without anyone seein'. And huger things make my happy come out better, so I keep puttin' huger things in there!"

"And, uh, you say you can actually get that handle all the way inside your cunny?"

The little girl's eyes go wide. "My what?"

"Your cunny. It's what older girls call their trickle holes."

"Oh! Yes! In my... cunny." Keisha giggles, obviously find the word funny. "Um... Brenty... my button's gone all itchy too, so is it okay if I... if I show you how my happy likes to come out? I kinda hafta do it before I can sleep."

Despite what I said earlier, my pelvic muscles clench fiercely at her offer and I feel hot precum oozing from my cock into my underwear. Screw fantasizing about Mrs. Brewster in a skimpy bikini - I could get years of wanking material from watching her randy daughter masturbating for me!

Again, I'm sure I'll regret making this decision later, but... "Okay, Kee. I'd love to watch you make your happy come out."

Keisha shrieks in joy and clasps her hands together excitedly. "Oh goodie! I've never let anyone see my happy before. You get to be the first, and only 'cuz I like you so much, Brenty!"

I smile warmly as my fully-erect cock throbs fiercely in my jeans. I wish I could pull it out to stroke while I watch, but that would be going too far in front of an innocent preteen. Well, mostly innocent...

Keisha kicks back her Disney Princess bed sheets and surprises me by being stark naked beneath. She never put her pajamas on - that crafty girl! She immediately spreads her legs wide apart and lifts her knees high in the air, and I groan involuntarily at the extremely arousing sight of her cute ass and plump pussy stretching open to reveal a shock of bright pink skin in a sea of chocolate brown. I'm dumbfounded by how incredibly sexy her immature little pussy looks to me - not only is the entire area glistening wet with what must surely be pussy juices after my thorough drying earlier, but wedged in the top of her slit just above the tiny wings of her inner labia is a pointed pink bump the size of a grape, jutting out from behind a thick hood of wrinkled brown skin.

It takes me a few seconds to realize this pink organ is her clit - and it's a goddamn monster! No wonder the poor girl is forever horny and rubbing herself!

As I gawk at her undeniably appealing pussy, Keisha makes a grunting sound and, all of a sudden, the end of the red lipstick tube appears in the gaping hole of her baby cunt. Pulling her legs back further, her abdominal muscles bulge out as she grunts again, and this time the tube literally shoots from inside her tiny canal and lands about six inches away on the sheets... right on top of Princess Jasmine's smiling mouth, complete with a gooey string of pussy juice stretching all the way back to her cunt. And then, without any warning, a veritable river of milky white juices begins to flow from that little pink hole, running over the crinkled star of her anus and soaking into the bed.

How can this little girl be so damn wet?

My hormone-riddled brain shifts into sexual overdrive and I feel a desperate need to shove my face in that oozing little pussy to lap up every drop of girl juice... but with a positively herculean effort, I manage to restrain myself.

"Oh you... you naughty girl... you never took the lipstick out your cunny like I told you to!"

Keisha giggles. "I already said it makes me feel too good!"

"I, uh... I can definitely see that."

Spotting a risk-free opportunity, I snatch the wet lipstick off the sheets and hold it under my nose - and almost ejaculate in my jeans from the indescribably wonderful scent of her budding sexuality. It's like a combination of sharp and sweet, pungent and aromatic... and to my horny brain, it smells like pure sexual desire. I simply can't help myself and pop the tube in my mouth and suck off every trace of the little girl's milky essence - which tastes entirely as sweet and savory as it smells. Closing my eyes and smiling in deep satisfaction, I shiver as a continuous stream of precum leaks into my very wet underwear.

"You're funny," comments Keisha with a girlish chortle.

Opening my eyes, I find her rubbing the rounded end of the hairbrush handle over that super-sized clit of hers, bending the bloated pink nub back and forth, back and forth... while the mouth of her cunt reacts to the stimulation by randomly clenching and twitching. "Um, Kee... do you ever taste your own cunny juices?"

"Oh yeah. All the time!" she replies matter-of-factly, quickly dipping two fingers between her legs and shoving them in her mouth.

I shiver yet again, and lick my lips of the last remnants of her heady flavor.

"Oooh, that made my button get so itchy! Watch me, Brenty... I'm gonna make my happy come out, just for you!"

"Will it take long?" I ask, uncertain of what the time is and worried about being interrupted.

"No... not long at all."

Keisha moves the saliva-slicked hairbrush down to her slightly gaping cunt, and slides the first two inches of the handle inside with surprising ease. It starts getting wider at this point, so she goes slowly and steadily, until reaching the absolute widest point where she clearly begins to struggle. She's pushing so hard, her pussy is practically turning in on itself as she tries to force such a large bulge through such a tiny hole.

I worry she'll hurt herself for real. "Um, it doesn't look like it'll fit, Kee."

"Of course it will. I do it all the time!"

With that, Keisha grabs the bristled end of the hairbrush with both hands and, sticking her tongue out determinedly between her lips, grunts and pushes hard - practically causing her entire pussy to disappear into her body from the force.

And then, it happens. With a sudden jolt and a little shriek, the hairbrush pops through the tight ring of skin and penetrates clear up to the bristles. A full five inches of plastic has just disappeared into the pussy of a girl who hasn't even started first grade yet!

With a satisfied sigh, Keisha looks up at me with an utterly contented look on her face. "See? Told ya so."

Shifting her position on the bed, Keisha draws her legs up to her chest until her calves are hooked under her arms like a contortionist. Holding the brush with both hands, she pulls it away from her body and causes the opposite physical effect as earlier - the pink flesh of her pussy all but turning inside out as it grips the bulge in the handle and stretches away from her crotch until the absolute last moment - when it abruptly releases and snaps tight to her body. Right away the little girl forces the bulge back inside her cunt until the bristles contact her engorged clit, and then pulls it out again.

Keisha repeats this same motion over and over again; the bright pink flesh of her pussy sucking in and out, in and out, as the preteen energetically fucks herself with an ordinary hairbrush. Soon I can hear her tiny cunt making these lewd slurping sounds, and before long frothy white juices are flinging off the handle and splattering in stark white globs over her brown thighs and belly. Keisha's face is set with a look of intense concentration, and she's making all these high-pitched whimpering sounds that have my cock rock hard and straining painfully against the front of my jeans.

After four minutes of frantic and shamelessly exhibitionistic self-pleasuring, Keisha's eyes go wide and her moaning increases in volume.

"Oh, oh, oh! Brenty! It's gonna come! Watch my happy come!"

Suddenly jamming the hairbrush deep into her pussy, Keisha rocks her hips up and down as she jerks the bristled end back and forth like a gearshift. With a sharp intake of air and a whine of utter agony, she yanks the brush completely out her cunt and jabs the bristles into her seething clit. Instantly she screams and jerks her head back against the pillow; the tendons in her neck standing out as a low gurgling sound forms deep in her throat.

And then, something amazing happens. Something I didn't even think possible. As her anus and the mouth of her cunt begin winking with obvious orgasmic contractions, juices start bubbling from her pussy. Mysterious, clear liquid that builds from a slow dribble to pulsing gushes that stream in rivulets down her ass, stomach and chest.

She's so hot! I simply can't take it any longer!

Launching myself at Keisha's orgasmic little body, I open my mouth and wrap my lips around her entire sputtering pussy. It's hot, juicy, delicious, and oh so very soft! Sucking as hard as I can, I greedily swallow mouthful after mouthful of sweet bubbling girlcum while my lips nibble at that big, rubbery clit and the tip of my tongue presses into her twitching hole. I've never gone down on a real pussy before, and even though Keisha isn't close to the kind of girl I pictured doing this with for my first time, her spectacular orgasm makes this as amazing an experience as I'd always imagined it would be!

It takes about thirty seconds for Keisha to stop thrashing on the bed, and when she does I reluctantly remove my mouth. All I can smell is her girlish scent - fresh strawberries and cream and a hint of something spicy that burns my nostrils and makes my cock ache with need. My mouth and chin are dripping wet, while Keisha's crotch, ass, and stomach sparkle with a varnish of her very own pussy juice. She really should've "made her happy" before taking a bath!

At last, Keisha pulls her legs out from under her arms and lets them fall limp on the bed. She's panting and trembling like a leaf, and I begin to see reason to panic.

What have I done? I've just had my mouth around the pussy of a climaxing six-year-old child!

"Oh Keisha! I'm so sorry!" I wail in shame and desperation. What if she tells her parents about this? Mr. Brewser would kill me dead for sure - and if not him, then my own dad!

Keisha sighs, and blinks at me dreamily. "Oh Brenty... thank you, thank you!"

Wait - what? "Um... you're, uh... okay?"

The girl smiles and hums happily to herself.

"You're not upset at what I did?"

"No, course not Brenty! You made my happy so much better! My cunny feels all warm and wet and tingly good 'cuz of you!" She giggles and runs her hands over her belly, smearing all that fresh girlcum around her chocolate skin.

"Um, yeah... you did get kinda wet there. Is that normal for you?"

"Mmm, no, not always. But the more wetter I get, the more better my happy feels!"

"Then that must've been a really good one, huh?"

"Oh yes... really, really good. And now I wanna do it again!"

I shake my head and laugh, but when I see her stubby little fingers wrap around her clit, I realize she's completely serious. "But Kee... so soon? Don't you need to wait a bit first?"

Her eyebrows pinch together in confusion. "Wait? Why would I wanna wait?"

Why indeed! If this multi-orgasmic nympho can come over and over again without pause, then she's got it made for life!

"Oh, but Brenty... I forgot again. Does your happy wanna come out like mine?"

My agonizingly hard and throbbing cock lurches in agreement. "Oh yes, Kee... my happy would definitely like to come out... but don't you worry about that, because I'll wait until I'm back home."

"But no, Brenty! Why won't you let me see? I showed you mine!"

I'm tempted, I really am, but that would be wrong. Wronger. "Ah, you're so young, Kee... I don't think that would be wise. What do you even know about boys anyways?"

Keisha's eyes go wide and she speaks barely above a whisper. "You mean, like, boys' privates? I know boys got a willy and girls is supposta do somethin' special with it... but daddy never lets me see his willy, so I dunno. Oh! Brenty! Can you show me what a girl is supposta do with a boy's willy? I'd love to do that with you!"

My heart flutters at such an innocently shocking request. "Woah there, sweetheart.... that can't work. I mean I'm pretty well grown up, and you're still just a baby."

"Am not! I'm a big girl now."

"Of course you are. But what I meant is it's only when a girl gets older that a boy can get his, uh, willy to go into a girl's cunny, and that's when they-"

Keisha gasps and jerks straight in the bed. "You mean a boy puts his willy in a girl's cunny?"

I nod slowly. "Yeah, kinda like you did with the hairbrush. And the lipstick."

"Oooh. Why?"

"Because it feels really good for both of them."

"They both get their happy?"

"Yes. And it's even better doing it together." Not that I have any first-hand experience there!

"Oh my gosh! That sounds so cool, Brenty! I wanna do that right now! You just hafta put your willy in my cunny and make my happy come with yours!"

I snort and roll my eyes. "Oh, I'd love to, Kee... trust me, I really would. But I'm far too big to be with a little kid like you. You'd have to be at least twice your age."

"Your willy's bigger than a brush?"

"Yes, baby. Quite a bit bigger."

Although I'm only fourteen, I hit puberty years earlier than my friends and was blessed with some pretty good genetics. While I don't quite have one of those "fantasy" cocks seen in porn videos, I'm well above average and damn proud of it. When at my absolute horniest, my cock measures just over eight inches long and a little under two inches in diameter. Paired with my otherwise extra-scrawny body, it's one reason why I'm such a popular webcam partner - I look absolutely giant on camera! Now, if only one of those horny webcam girls would finally agree to hook up with me for real...

Of course, I do seem to have an ultra-horny girl right in front of me who really does want to have sex, except with her it's not only a physical impossibility, but highly inadvisable due to her parents. What rotten luck!

"Well..." says Keisha softly, "I've used bigger than a brush. And stop callin' me baby."

"How much bigger?"

She points at a tube of sunblock on the dresser across from the foot of her bed. It's round and just under an inch and half in diameter.

"Mmm, closer I guess, but I'm even bigger than that."

Her eyes go wide like saucers. "Really? But I'm really stretchy... so I still wanna try!"

"Now listen, Kee. I don't want to hurt you, so you gotta put this craziness out of your mind and go to sleep. I still have to clean up the bathroom before your parents get home."

"No, Brenty!" she screeches. "I wanna try - or I'll tell mommy on you!"

"Keisha!" I blurt out in shock.

Right away the little girl looks embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Brenty. I didn't mean it! I won't ever tell. Please, can I just see your willy? Pretty please? Then I promise to go to sleep!"

Looking into her pleading doe-eyes... and then down to her naked body, I decide this one little concession would only be fair. "Okay. Fine. One look. But absolutely no touching."

Keisha screams and claps her hands excitedly as she bounces on the mattress. Now there's a reaction I'll probably never get from a girl again!

Standing up, I turn away from the spirited girl and undo my leather belt buckle. Then, I unbutton my denim jeans, slide them down to my feet, and kick them aside. I do the same with my precum-soaked boxers, at last freeing my erect cock to stand at attention. It's so freaking hard after everything, the veins on the shaft are bulging and distended, my circumcised glans is a glossy deep pink, and I can feel every beat of my heart through a painful throbbing. If ever there was a time I could measure and prove my full eight inches, this is it!

Wiping off a bit of precum smeared across the head, I take a deep breath and prepare to turn around and face my impatient audience.

The moment Keisha sees my massive teen cock aimed straight at her face, she screams in joy and bounces to the edge of the bed. "Oh my gosh!" she yells at the top of her lungs. "It's so long an' pink an' big an' huge an' pretty!"

I smile proudly and my penis bobs in appreciation. I keep my pubic hair shaved clean, mostly because the rest of my body is still hairless so I think it looks better. I make my cock twitch a few times and watch the little girl's eyes bug out in amazement. And then, when I least expect it, her hand darts out and wraps around my pale white shaft. Sucking air through clenched teeth, I nearly fall over over at the incredible pleasure of another human being holding my erect sex for the very first time in my life - even if her stubbly little fingers don't come anywhere close to getting all the way around!

"Oh shit... Kee!" I wheeze breathily. "I said no touching!"

"But you touched me..." she replies with irrefutable logic.

"Yeah, but only with my mouth..."

At that, she leans forwards and swipes her tongue over the head of my cock.

"Oh, fuck," I groan, my knees buckling as sparkling white embers float across my vision. I've got such a horrible case of blue balls, I almost come simply from this little girl's warm, soft tongue slathering saliva over my sex. My pelvic muscles clench violently, and I feel a burst of precum squeeze its way up my urethra until it oozes out the tiny slit at the end. Keisha must've seen it too, because she leans in and shamelessly licks the quivering drop off my cock like a lollipop. And then she does it a second and a third time, because my precum won't stop flowing.

"Mmm... I really love your willy, Brenty. It feels so nifty, and tastes even better than me!"

That seems highly doubtful!

Keisha's hand runs up and down my cock a few times. "Um, Brenty... is it really true your big willy's meant to go in my cunny?"

"Mmm, yes it is... uh, well, maybe not your cunny in specific, but..."

"C'mon, Brenty! Put your willy in my cunny and make our happies come out together!"

It's getting harder and harder to maintain any kind of self-control with this innocent little girl spouting such insanely arousing requests! "I... I won't be able to fit in you," I repeat like a broken record. "I'd just hurt your cunny."

Keisha flops back on the bed, spreads her legs wide, and pries opens her puffy pink slit... presenting me with the exquisite gift of her pussy. "Can't know 'less we try!" she declares.

Her logic is once again inescapable.

I take two robotic steps forwards and tower over the bed. Looking down at her exposed nakedness, Keisha's fingers are gripping the fat folds of her pussy lips and trying to stretch them apart as far as possible, causing her tiny inner labia to stick out straight and her creamy little hole to gape open lewdly... and yet it's clearly still nowhere near enough. My cock appears as big as her entire forearm, and as I stand there a drop of precum falls from my glans and lands on the smooth brown skin of her hairless mons.

If she wants to try so bad... who am I to disappoint?

Bending my stiff cock down between the little girl's splayed legs, I mash the bottom of my glans into the pink flesh of her pussy and immediately shudder from head to toe. Oh god! My cock's touching its very first real live snatch, and it feels nothing short of fantastic! The radiant heat, the slick wetness, the way it seems to envelop me in euphoria...

Keisha snorts and giggles, and I feel her muscles contracting through the twitching of her cunt. "You're so silly, Brenty. You gotta put it inside!"

Seeing the way my broad cockhead is quite literally covering her entire pussy, I don't see how that's going to be possible... but her wish is my command!

Positioning my rubbery glans at her eager hole, I push a little and actually manage to squeeze about a third of the head through the tightly stretched ring of her threshold. Feeling the burning wet heat of her cunt surrounding the tip of my cock, I groan in unanticipated bliss and gush a veritable flood of precum right into her vagina. Maybe that'll help.

Keisha grunts and wiggles her ass, seemingly wanting me to push harder, so I lean forwards and... it's just not happening.

Damn it!

"See? I told you, Kee. You're just way too little for me."

"Am not!" she retorts. Keisha stubbornly hunches her crotch against my cock, and although the friction and pressure feels amazing, for her own good I step away from the bed.

"Don't be sad," I console the disappointed little girl. "You just need to be a bit older first. If you want, we could try the hairbrush again..."

"I don't wanna use that! I just know we can fit together if we try harder! Oh... wait. I know!" In the blink of an eye she sits up and hops off the bed. "Lay down like me. Please, Brenty."

Noting that her bed sheets are more than a little damp, I remove my shirt and socks and recline like she asks, grimacing as the cold shock of wetness hits my lower back - at least until I remember it's all Keisha's pussy juices, and that grimace changes to a smile. I idly wonder what it would take to get her to come over to my house and soak my bed too...

Keisha climbs up on the edge of the mattress and straddles my thighs. "The first time I got mommy's big buzzy toothbrush in my cunny, I hadda do it like this."

I watch wide-eyed as she walks on her knees towards my hips; her legs forced to stretch so wide to accommodate my larger frame, that the bloated bump of her clit projects down from her gash like a tiny pink dick.

The enthusiastically grinning girl grabs my pulsing cock with both hands and lifts it off my stomach, leaving behind a puddle of precum in my stomach. However, held this way my cock sticks up well past her bellybutton, so there's no way she can begin to rub it on her pussy. To solve the problem I wrap my hands around her plump little buttocks - each one barely filling a palm - and lift her off her knees. She's so dainty and lightweight, I get the sudden disturbing image in my head that a Cabbage Patch Kid is trying to fuck me.

Hovering above my huge cock, Keisha looks down and holds her pussy lips open with two fingers as I carefully lower her body until my glans touches her clit. She shudders and giggles at the intimate contact, and then she pushes my cock along her slick gash until it wedges against the mouth of her cunt. Oh god - there's that lovely warm and wet feeling again...

"C'mon Brenty... you gotta go harder!"

I comply automatically, and watch as my pink glans disappears into her dark brown folds - not because it's actually going inside her cunt, but because it can't and the soft flesh of her pussy is caving inwards from the extreme pressure.

When it becomes clear that this isn't going to work, I yanks Keisha off my cock in frustration. She stands on the bed with a finger jammed in her slit, glaring down at me with a look of disappointment.

"What's wrong, Brenty? Why'd you stop? I said you gotta go harder!"

I frown and shake my head sadly, because what she wants is impossible.

Keisha responds by blowing me a raspberry. "Don't be such a silly billy. Watch me!"

Squatting down, the assertive preteen grabs my cock, shoves it between her legs, and begins banging her pussy on it with a surprising amount of force. Although I suspect I should probably stop her, the sensation of her wet cunt hole repeatedly kissing my glans is blowing my mind, and with a pleasured groan my eyelids flutter closed and I bask in the sexual pleasure.

I'll just let her do this for a few seconds... just a few harmless seconds...

But those few seconds turn into half a minute, then a full minute, and then several minutes. Keisha's bouncing pretty hard by now, and when I least expect it something actually happens: the impossibly tight ring of her cunt stretches around my glans and snaps tight on the other side of the rim. Keisha shrieks loudly, I feel a hot, wet, and almost painful squeezing sensation envelop the entirety of my glans, and my eyelids fling open in total surprise.

Looking down at my crotch... it's gone. My entire cockhead has somehow disappeared inside this six-year-old girl's tiny cunt, and all I can see is her former pink hole stretched grotesquely around my thick white shaft. And god oh god, does it feel good!

"Keisha," I exclaim in alarm. "What happened! Are you okay?"

She's breathing deeply as she adjusts to the sizable new presence, and in her sparkling eyes I can see the glint of pride. "I, uh, mmm... Brenty... I told you we could fit together. Stretchy."

"You're really okay? And that's just a teeny tiny bit of me, you know."

"I-I'm fine. And I wanna have a lot more!"

With that, she takes a deep breath, applies her full weight on my cock, and I watch in morbid fascination as a fraction of an inch of my thick shaft feeds into her body. It's barely noticeable. She stops and puffs out the lungful of air, adjusts her position, and then with two fingers pinching her clit, grunts loudly and bears down a second time. A quarter of an inch... half an inch... three-quarters... and finally an entire inch of my shaft has penetrated her six-year-old virgin cunt.

Oh, but wait - she's not a virgin any more, is she? I shudder at the obscene notion that I've just taken a six-year-old black girl's sexual virginity on her own bed - not to mention that she's taken mine - and with a sharp lurch of my cock and a overwhelming sense of urgency in my groin, I realize that I'm about to orgasm and spew cum whether I want to or not.

"Oh shit!" I hiss through clenched teeth.

Grabbing Keisha's narrow hips, I hold her steady on my cock as a torrent of hot teenage cum surges into the tube that runs along the bottom of my cock. There's such an incredible amount of fluid and it's so thick and gummy, it feels like I'm going to die before it finally squeezes to the end and erupts like a pressurized geyser inside her immature little cunt.

Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt - I moan with each of the seventeen immensely satisfying pulses of pent-up semen pumping into Keisha's belly. When my unexpected orgasm fades away and I can finally form rational thoughts again, I release my death grip from around her waist and flop back on the pillow, grinning like a total idiot while the now inseminated girl wobbles unsteadily on the end of my still-erect cock.

"What happened, Brenty?" she asks innocently.

I shiver and chuckle to myself. Didn't she feel all that hot cum spraying her insides? "You made me feel really happy, baby girl."

At first Keisha seems overjoyed by this, but almost immediately that changes to sadness. "Oh. Does that mean I can't make my happy come out?"

Noting how my cock isn't ready to go soft yet, I smile slyly and caress the gentle curves of her childish figure. "Just give me a minute to rest, okay? Then we'll work on making you happy too."

Keisha squats patiently on the end of my cock for about three minutes, when all of a sudden she gasps. "Oh look, Brenty! It's going in!"

Tilting my head up, I see that the tight ring of her pussy does seem to have dropped by an inch or so. So either I'm getting softer and thus smaller around, or all that cum is helping lubricating my progress. Two minutes later, she gasps as another inch abruptly lurches inside. The heat and pressure and unbelievable tightness of her vagina squeezing around the tip of my cock is pure heaven, and I realize that I want nothing more than to feel this exact same sensation around the rest of it, too. However I can tell this is only happening because I'm wilting, and even thinking about Keisha is making me go hard again.

With a sudden brainstorm, I wonder if by making myself softer, I might be able to get more of me inside Keisha. Closing my eyes and picturing the unsexiest thing I can think of - the time I caught my flabby old grandpa masturbating in the shower - I will my cock to shrink and am soon rewarded by the feeling of Keisha's pussy gradually slipping lower and lower... until, much to my own surprise, her hairless crotch lands flat on mine.

"Oh my gosh!" she screeches in joy. "Look, Brenty! Your willy's gone all the way in my cunny! I knew we could do it!"

Only because it's about half its original size, you randy little girl, I think to myself dryly. And with that simple thought, my semi-soft penis begins to return to its erect state. With every heartbeat blood pumps through the tightly constrictive ring of Keisha's cunt locked around the base, forcing my cock to stiffen and lengthen while it's already inside her hot, cum-drenched canal; extending outwards and upwards and spearing ever deeper into her prepubescent body.

"Oh... Brenty... what's happening to me?" groans Keisha weakly.

I grab her pudgy ass with both hands and massage the yielding globes of her buttocks while rubbing the creased divot of her asshole in rapid little circles. With the tight mouth of her cunt acting like a cock ring, blood can enter my penis but not leave, so my powerful erection keeps swelling thicker and longer until I ram into the rear wall of her pussy. But I'm nowhere near fully hard yet, and even though Keisha's beginning to whine and fidget uncomfortably on my lap, I'm too horny to care and forcibly hold her in place. My singular goal is to get my cock the biggest, hardest, longest possible - even though I know full well the only way it can grow is to ruthlessly plow deeper and deeper into the reproductive organs of a young child not built to accept such grown-up things.

Or, so I thought.

I moan loudly - the heat, the wetness, the incredible tightness of Keisha's overstretched baby pussy twitching and pulsing all around my aching hard cock - it just feels so good! I bounce her small body violently on my lap and flex my cock over and over again in boundless joy, until I sense that I've reached my maximum size and hardness.

Finally blinking open my eyes, I look down at our coupled sexes and nearly spew cum a second time. All eight inches by two inches of my huge, iron-like cock is buried somewhere inside the pint-sized black girl mounted on my lap. I really cannot say where, but when I flex my cock her round belly pushes outwards all the way up to the bottom of her ribcage. Her hairless pussy is squashed flat against my shaved pubic pad, with the incredible girth of my erect cock forcing her fat outer lips to bunch against her thighs in obscene rolls of girl-flesh, while the top of her slit is stretched so wide the deep groove is nearly an inch across, with her bloated pink clit bent outwards at an extreme angle.

After a powerful shudder that makes my entire body break out in goose bumps, I look up at Keisha's cherubic face. Her eyes are pinched closed, her mouth is gaping open, and saliva is drooling down her chin.

"Oh baby... Kee, are you okay?"

Keisha's eyelids blink open, her tongue sticks out between her teeth, and a huge smile spreads across her face. "I... I... oh, Brenty! You made my happy come in a way I've never had it come before!"

"You fuckin' came?" I gasp in disbelief. "I mean... you got the good feeling again? You're okay?"

With a shiver that I can feel in my embedded cock, Keisha sighs and rubs two fingers over her hugely swollen clit - which is certainly easy to find right now. "Oh yes, Brenty... you're the hugest thing I've ever put in there... and you make me feel so achy full... something special happened, and my happy came all by itself and I couldn't make it stop! It's never come like that before!"

"So... you don't hurt?"

"Mmm, maybe a little... but it's a good hurt, like the first time I put my brush in. But you're so much better than any old brush! Now, 'member what you promised, Brenty... you and me gotta get our happies together!"

I didn't actually promise that - but I'm not about to argue with the girl!

Sliding my hands under Keisha's ass, I lift her body from mine. This actually takes a bit of effort, since her cunt is locked so tightly around the base of my swollen cock it doesn't want to budge at first. But finally our coupled sexes release with a wet sucking sound, and she slides like a tight elastic band all the way up the glistening shaft of my eight-inch member to the narrow spot just beneath the glans.

It looks like there's so much of my cock outside her pussy - where did it all come from, and where can it possibly go?

Once I'm sure I can continue without coming, I lower Keisha all the way down until her ass hits my thighs and her clit squashes into my groin. I begin lifting Keisha up and down like this, reveling in every glorious second of genital-to-genital friction. After a couple of dozen strokes our two sexes are lubricated enough and her six-year-old cunt hole stretched enough, that she can begin fucking me all on her own - a task she takes to with unexpected relish.

The lively little black girl bounces up and down on the bottom third of my cock with seemingly boundless energy and an apparent deep-rooted need to reach yet another sexual release. One hand is supporting her weight on my chest, while the other gropes behind her ass - I think she might be rubbing her own asshole like I was doing earlier. I begin to hear these lewd, wet squishing sounds coming from between our bodies, and when I look I find my crotch already dripping with sticky white sexual fluids. I don't know how much is my cum from earlier and how much is Keisha's fresh pussy juices, but that doesn't stop me from collecting some on my fingers and licking it all off. Whatever it is, it's absolutely delicious!

Collecting more of our frothy sexual cocktail, I paint it across Keisha's chocolate-colored skin, drawing lines and circles and swirl patterns, before popping my wet fingers into her mouth. She moans like a crazed girl and impales herself on my cock with even greater urgency, and I can feel my abdominal muscles beginning to tense into a massive knot of orgasmic energy.

All of a sudden, Keisha stops humping and puffs air rapidly in and out of her mouth. "Oh, oh, oh! Uuuuuh!" she shrieks, tugging brutally on her bloated clit.

My eyes are fixed between our legs, my cum is boiling in my balls, and I'm so close to ejaculating my teeth are aching. "Uh... Kee... what?"

"Oh, oh, oh! Uuuuuh!" she repeats mindlessly as her legs shake and her stomach heaves in and out.

Keisha's jerking on her clit like she's trying to pull the thing off, when all of a sudden her legs convulse and her body jumps two inches higher. As the bright pink flesh of her pussy hugs my cock and stretches away from her body, the tiny black pinhole of her urethra is drawn into the open. The moment her peehole is visible, she grunts and a thin, hissing jet of clear liquid jets out and sprays me right in the face. It only lasts for a second, but Keisha jams her body down and wrenches it back up again, and instantly the exact same thing happens again - and this time it goes in my mouth!

My first thought is there's so much pressure she has to be peeing on me... but the liquid tastes exactly like her pussy juice from earlier!

With the sudden understanding that this orgasmic little preteen is showering me in hot girlcum, my balls shrink tight against my body. I frantically grip Keisha's ass and jerk her ragdoll body up and down full-bore on my cock as fast as I can, causing her spasming pussy to launch volley after volley of boiling hot ejaculate all over my stomach, chest and face. It seems she has an endless supply of the stuff in there, and I'm all but soaked in girlcum before my straining cock finally heaves and spews a second massive load of my body's sticky biological seed deep into her immature pussy.

Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt - our simultaneously climaxing bodies force our copious sexual fluids to gush and spurt in joyful waves at each other, mine forcibly injecting into Keisha and Keisha's unleashing all over me. It feels like a lifetime passes before I begin to float down from the soaring heights of our shared sexual gratification. I fall back limp on the bed and Keisha collapses on top of me, the two of us panting, tired, and shaking hysterically. Keisha hugs me for dear life as we slowly recover from what I'm sure are the absolute best orgasms of our lives!

After what must be ten minutes of complete silence, I move my arms and notice that Keisha's drying juices are making the two of us stick together. "Oh my god, baby... my amazing little Kee... that was so good!" I murmur breathily.

Keisha giggles and squeezes her legs around my hips. "We both got our best happies together, didn't we?"

"Yes, Kee... we sure did," I answer, tenderly running my hands up and down her back.

"Mmm... you made my happy get all over you! I've never done that before!"

Is she talking about all that pussy juice she sprayed on me like a freaking garden hose? Is that what she calls her happy? "Well, baby girl, you made a lot of my happy get on you too."

"Oh? Where is it?"

"Safe and sound inside your cunny."

"Oh! So that's why I feel so hot and wet and squishy inside. I really like it! You gonna hafta put more of your happy in me."

Chuckling at how even the raunchiest ideas sound completely adorable coming from Keisha's lips, I slide my hands down to her plump ass and gingerly probe the point of our ostensibly impossible coupling - tracing the tightly-stretched skin around where my still-hard teenage erection feeds into her little preteen pussy, and caressing the crinkled knot of her distended sphincter while wondering if she's ever tried putting anything in there. We're both such a sticky, cummy mess - I think we'll need to take a shower before her parents get home!

And then, while we're still holding each other close, the telephone rings.

Lurching upright, I try to extract Keisha off my lap but discover she's quite literally stuck. I don't know exactly what's happened, but I think the angle of her body has trapped so much blood in my dick, it's become swollen to the point that we're knotted like a pair of mating dogs. The phone rings again, and I know if I don't answer it soon there'll be uncomfortable questions to answer. Hooking my hand under Keisha's ass, I shimmy off the bed and, with the child lodged firmly on my cock and her arms and legs wrapped tight around my naked body, I dash to the living room and answer the telephone shortly after the fifth ring.

"Hello? Oh hi, Mrs. Brewster. Sorry it took me so long to answer. No, I was just in the bathroom." Keisha shifts her position, and I nearly drop the phone as my hand tries to get a better grip on her ass before she falls.

"Yes, everything's fine... Keisha's been great. An angel and no absolutely trouble at all." The little girl giggles, and I motion for her to be quiet.

"Sorry, what's that? Yeah, we saw one of her Barbie movies, then she had a bath and I read her a story. No, the bath wasn't any problem... I'm already used to that kinda stuff with my sister." Again Keisha giggles, and again I shush her. In defiance she begins humping my naked body, using her legs to pull her crotch into my groin. I think she might be trying to rub her clit, but it feels like her vaginal muscles are rhythmically milking all eight inches of my deeply embedded cock. Despite already having come twice, the girl's grinding motions and the incredible depravity of the present situation cause the tingling rush of yet another orgasm to begin rising in my balls.

"Uh yeah, I remember, midnight or one o'clock... really? Early? How early? Before eleven thirty?" I glance over at the clock on the wall. It's already ten twenty-five.

And with what Keisha's doing to me, I'm about to orgasm.

"No, it's no problem. I'll just, uh, tidy up the, uh, bathroom... and, and-" At that exact moment, Keisha's humping has its desired effect and my orgasm rockets upon me. Stumbling backwards from the breath-taking intensity, I nearly fall over as my cock convulses and erupts with a third massive load of hot teenage spunk. Oh shit - I'm talking on the phone with Mrs. Brewster at the exact same time as I'm painting her six-year-old daughter's cervix with my cum! "So, uh... okay then? Yes, fine... see you soon."

Hurriedly ending the call, I grunt loudly and squeeze Keisha's little buttocks like stress toys as my orgasm redoubles in strength. Keisha, for her part, merely giggles into my chest as my throbbing cock unloads endlessly into her body. It's like I'm pissing cum!

"I made you put your happy in me again, huh Brenty?"

I can barely speak. "Y-yes you did... you naughty girl," I groan as my painfully aching balls drain the very last of their sticky fluids. Keisha must be literally swimming in my sperms by now - thank god six-year-olds can't get pregnant, 'cuz otherwise I'm sure she'd be knocked up with octuplets!

"Goodie! Now I'm ready to go to sleep."

She grins at me with a look of satisfaction and pride that seems completely inappropriate to her present position as my kiddie cum-dump, and we both begin laughing until I feel a sudden gush of hot liquid hit my abdomen. Leaning Keisha away from my chest, we both look down at our crotches just as another spurt of runny white juice squeezes out from around our merged genitals and drips down my legs.

"Oh!" gasps Keisha. "We got so happy it's tryin' to get out!"

I quickly haul the amused little girl over to the bathroom while leaving a trail of cum across the carpet, and reach the tub just as my cock is about to slip from her cunt. And when it does... well, let's just say there's so much spunk and creamy pussy juices trapped inside such a small place, Keisha's eyes roll up into her head and she has a final shuddering orgasm from the sensation of all our cum leaving her body.

Afterwards she wants to go to bed, but I explain that her parents would surely notice our happy juices all over each other, and if we want to keep what we did a secret and not get in trouble, we'll have to clean up first. So, after a quick shower to rinse off all traces of the deed, I change her girlcum-saturated Disney Princess sheets for a clean set and tuck a now very tired Keisha under the covers. She kisses me on the cheek and tells me how much fun she had learning what boys do, then I get dressed, clean up all the water in the bathroom, and plop down on the ugly paisley couch in the living room with plenty of time to spare.

When the Brewsters return home just after eleven-thirty, they look in on their precious daughter sleeping peacefully, pay me the full seventy-five dollars for my services, and I return home feeling the most energized I've been in my entire life.

Truth be told, that gleeful attitude completely reverses by morning. All day long I'm dreading the telephone ringing and it being Mrs. Brewster on the other end, yelling at my mom that I violated her sweet little girl. I'm so scared I don't feel like masturbating, I don't want to look at porn, and I don't even tell my friends about my sexual adventure - despite me desperately wanting to brag to the entire world that I'm no longer a virgin: I've seen, tasted, fucked and creamed inside real pussy.

But much to my relief, there's no call that day, nor the next day, nor even the day after that. Keisha keeps her word not to tell her parents, and soon enough it seems like my life's returned to normal.

But then, on a Friday afternoon just over a week later, the telephone does ring, and it is indeed Mrs. Brewster on the other end. Wondering if I could come over and babysit young Keisha on short notice, because apparently the girl has taken quite a shine to me, and absolutely refuses to accept her former babysitter.

What a pain. Now I have no choice but to call all my friends and cancel going to the movies with them tonight, because my mom and dad keep telling me I need to do the mature and responsible thing!