Soon after 9/11, my sister was called to active duty. She had been in the reserves for a few years and never really expected to be called up, but she did not question the need for her to serve. She is a single mom and I had watched her daughter when she drilled on weekends. We had also arranged that I would take care of Brittany if Jo were called up. So, I moved out of the dorms at the University I attend and moved into Jo's apartment. The arrangement was good, even saving me a little money as I now could live rent-free.

Brit and I have been close since she was born. Her deadbeat father had left when she was two, and I became an occasional surrogate. A male junior in college, taking care of a seven-year-old is unusual but not unheard of. I had been spending summers and vacations with Jo and Brit, so we adjusted easily to the new arrangement. Brit really missed her mother but, as she put it once, "It's like mommy's on a really long drill weekend."

Brit is a very quiet seven-year-old. In fact, quiet is not nearly strong enough a word. She is reserved. She doesn't hide, and will talk openly and directly when engaged, but she never babbles. I don't think I have ever had to tell her to quiet down. She has short blonde hair and a pretty face; all in all she is generally normal. She has the usual collection of dolls and stuffed animals. Her relationship with the family cat is strained. She really wants to love the poor beast but, as always happens, a middle-aged tomcat finds the love of a little girl a bit too demanding. After a few minutes of her affection, he will run off with his tail twitching. I was to learn that the love of this seven-year-old was a bit much for a twenty-two year old man!

Brit and I settled into a regular daily routine of school, meals, and chores- life normal. We spent most evenings home. Brit would watch TV while I studied. Her bedtime was 10; I usually studied until around midnight. One evening I was sitting on the sofa reading while Brit watched a cartoon channel. I had my legs stretched out in front of me, crossed at the ankle. Brit was sitting astride my feet, watching TV and playing with a doll. She started rocking back and forth on my leg; I really didn't pay much attention until I noticed that she was getting a little bit rough. That's when I started watching her. She was holding the toe of my shoe, pulling it against her tummy and rocking back and forth, grinding the top of my foot into her crotch. She was masturbating with my foot!

Her movements got more and more persistent and her breathing harder as her hair started to stick to the back of her neck. I found the whole thing kind of amusing but I was also turned on by the show. My tool started to firm under my 505's. Soon Brit caught her breath a couple of times and then stopped. I guess she had cum. She just kept watching the cartoon as if nothing had happened. Thinking about it, I realized that she masturbated while watching TV fairly often. More than once I had come into the living room during Saturday morning cartoons and seen her laying on her belly with her hands under her, rocking back and forth. I just didn't connect what she was doing.

When the cartoon was over I sent her off for her bath and to get ready for bed, but this time I followed her into the bathroom. She pulled off her tee shirt and then started the bathtub filling. Then she striped off her shorts and panties. Brit is about four feet tall and has short dirty blonde hair. She was well tanned in the summer, but by now most of the gold in her skin had faded. You could still see where her bathing suit covered (she had a one piece) and the skin on her butt and chest was white. Veins formed the shadow of a spider web under the skin on her chest and on the front of her hips. I had seen her naked many times and had always admired the beauty of her form. She was not fat or skinny. The barest outlines of her ribs could be seen on her sides. Her butt was nicely rounded but still firm. In front, she had full pussy lips, now they were a little red after their workout. Her nipples were pink nubs; it would be a while before they started to develop into breasts. When she squatted down in the tub to adjust the water temperature, I got a glimpse of her clit.

The next evening (it was Thursday), I picked up a movie for us to watch. This evening I sent her to bath before we started the movie, so we sat down to watch with her wearing a nightee and panties. After a few minutes she crawled into my lap. Again, I was reading for a class. After a few minutes I positioned her so she was sitting astride my knee, facing away from me. When there was a couple of cartoon Arabs running across the desert on camels, I started bouncing my knee up and down with the music. Brit giggled and started pretending that she was riding a camel too, bouncing with my knee. A couple of minutes later, I stretched out my legs, again crossing my ankles. Brit slid down my shin and kneeled with my foot between her legs. When a cute song came on, I started moving my foot with the music and we were off to the races! I was surprised at how quickly Brit stared getting herself off. She even pulled her nightgown up so the only things between my ankle and her slit were the thin cotton panties. Over the next twenty minutes she must have cum three times. Her panties were very damp against my skin. Meanwhile, my rod had pushed up against my gym shorts, its' outline was clearly visible. When she got up, I could see that she noticed it, she gave it a sort of strange look, obviously not knowing what to think. When she looked at my face, I pretended to be engrossed in my book. After she had gone to bed, I must have shot a quart of sperm when I jacked off.

On Friday, I must admit, I set the situation up. I had spent the day in a horny, nervous state. I was actually glad that I didn't currently have a girl friend. I got home before the school bus dropped off Brit and went to her room. Just as I had suspected, there were only two pairs of panties in her drawers. These found their way into the clothes hamper. We went out for pizza and then did some grocery shopping, arriving home at about eight. Brit watched some TV while I put the food away and then I popped a disc in the DVD. I had put a lot of thought into the movie and decided on a silly comedy that both she and I would like. When that one was over, I sent Brit off to bath. About a half-hour later she came back. She was naked, carrying a nightgown. She complained that there were no panties in her drawer. I told her that they must all be in the laundry and that we would wash in the morning, but for now she could wear her nightee only. Brit accepted this and sat down on my lap for the second movie. This one was a little more grown up, but was still ok for a second grader. It was not long before Brit was masturbating on my ankle again, but this time there was nothing between us. Her smooth skin felt great, and her wetness surprised me. I had once heard that, "Little girls don't get wet, they just get sticky." Whoever said that never met Brittany.

After she had cum the first time I pulled her up onto my knee. She reached down to steady herself and put her hand right on my stiff cock. She pulled it away. I told her it was OK, and put her hand back on my member. I was wearing a pair of shorts that were held up with elastic and a drawstring. They are made out of a soft fabric and are quite loose fitting.

"Why is it hard like that?" she asked?

"Well, it's the same as when you get all tingly when you're bouncing on my foot." I said.

She giggled and looked embarrassed.

"Here, let me show you." I pulled off my shirt and then lifted up and pulled down my shorts. My dick sprang up. Brit looked at it with a wry expression.

"Mommy told me that they get like that when people have sex," she said.

"That's true. It happened because you were rubbing your privates against me. Do you like rubbing yourself like that?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said, smiling.

"Has Jo told you about masturbation?"

"Mas-tur-ba-tion," she sounded out the word. "What's that?"

"When you rub yourself watching TV."

Brit looked even more embarrassed, but I decided to plow forward anyway. "Men and women rub each other like that too, it really makes you feel good."

She looked at my cock, which was softening, slowly dropping down towards my balls.

"Let my show you. Can I rub you?"

Brit shrugged, "OK."

I pulled her nightgown off over her head and then sat her down astride my left knee, facing away from me. I ran my hands up her sides and over her chest, gently rubbing her nipples. Then I pulled her back against me, sandwiching my dick between her and my stomach. She let out a little sigh when I started running my finger up and down her slit. Soon she was humping into my hand as I stroked her stiff little clit. She was getting more and more turned on, breathing hard. As I rubbed her slit she got surprisingly wet and I started pushing my finger in between her lips and into her little cunt, then pulling out as I moved up to her clit. I was having real trouble not blowing my wad on her back when she grunted and shuddered. As she came, I pushed my index finger into her vagina, up to the second knuckle. She was sweaty and sort of melted against me. I kept my finger in her pussy, but did not move it. My balls were about to explode but, with Superman effort, I kept from cumming myself. She lay against me, panting.

"Did you like that?" I asked.

"Ya," she murmured.

"Would you make me cum?" I asked. "Do you know what happens when a man cums?

"I'm not sure," she replied with a sort of wondering expression in her voice.

"Here, let me show you something," I said. I stood her up and showed her my penis. "When a man cums, he squirts some white sticky stuff. Not a lot, just a tablespoon or so."

"Do you pee?" she asked.

"It's not the same thing," I said. "It's semen. It's what starts a baby growing in a woman's belly. But you're too young; you can't have babies yet. Any way, I would have to cum up inside your slit, and yours is too small for me to fit. But you can rub me and make me cum."

"Ok," she said. She reached down and started to stroke my dick. I told her to wrap her hands around it and run them up and down the shaft, concentrating on the head. I told her that, when I started to cum, to keep going until I said to stop. She watched my face as she stroked my dick. She was giving me a passable hand job when I got an idea.

"Let me make you cum too," I said. I turned her around and sat her down on my lap. My dick was between her legs, extending out in front of her. She was straddling my dick, just like she had been doing with my foot. "Let me rub you with my penis, then we can both cum." I said. She knew exactly what to do.

I started humping, the top of my dick moving against her slit. She reached down, pushing my dick against her slit and bouncing up and down. She held my dick so the head was against her belly. The wetness of her little girl pus made everything slippery as she pulled on my dick with both hands while grinding her clit against my rod. She started breathing harder, as did I, the pressure building in my balls. She leaned back against me; my face was above her shoulder in her hair. I could look down across her chest and see her hands cupping my dick against the smooth skin of her stomach. Her nipples were standing out above her flat chest. I caressed them, running the pad of my finger in circles around one while I rolled the other between my forefinger and thumb. She started to pant as we humped. She would pull up on my dick and push back with her hips. At the same time, I would thrust forward, rubbing my cock head between her hands and belly. Then she lifted her legs up, putting a foot on top of each of my knees. We must have made for quite a sight and the thought of setting up a camera some time ran through my mind. She broke out in a sweat as the cum boiled in my balls. With a short intake of breath, Brit came. At the same time I blew my load into her hands and onto her belly, firing seven or ten times. Some drops of jez even shot across her chest and onto her shoulder. She pushed the top of my dick against her hairless cunt; the lips spread wide to allow her clit to slide along my tool. She shuddered over and over again, having multiple orgasms. Her pussy juices and my cum mixed to make her slide easily back and forth along my shaft. She just kept humping, sliding my dick along her slit. I was long past climax and she was still going! She was rocked by one orgasm after another. From deep in her throat, a slow growl, maybe a moan, came as she experienced orgasm after orgasm.

Finally, after what must have been two minutes of constant climax, she settled down, melting against me. Her breaths came in short pants. Her hair was sweaty and matted. Meanwhile, that feeling of relaxation ran through me. I had fired an enormous load of jiz across her belly and onto her chest. I cuddled her. Her whole front was wet with my cum, her sweat, and pussy juices. Her hair was stringy with sweat.

"Damn, we need to take a shower after that." I said.

I took her into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Once I had the temperature adjusted, we got in, but nothing really clicked. I guess Brit just didn't realize the possibilities: she didn't really respond when I soaped her back and her chest. I was not willing to force anything on her, so we showered off and got out. After drying ourselves off, Brit said she wanted to go to bed, so I let her go.

After she had been in bed for about five minutes, I went in and sat down next to her. I had put my shirt and shorts back on; she was covered under the blankets.

"Brit, are you OK?"

"Ya," she answered.

I was really afraid that she felt bad about what we did, I certainly did not want her to be scared of me or what I might do to her.

"Did you like what we did? Are you feeling good?" I asked.

"Don't worry, Tommy. I know that you could get in a lot of trouble." She paused. "At school they said that it's bad if anyone does that-but I liked it. Was it bad?"

"No darling. It's not bad if it's what you want. Did you like doing that?"

"Yes. It was wonderful." We sat in silence for half a minute. Then she said, "Would you do it again?"

I was totally shocked! Had I awakened a little nympho? I reached under the covers and was surprised to find that she was naked. I started running my finger along her slit and watched as she closed her eyes and started to breathe harder. I pushed my finger into her vagina. She formed an "O" with her lips and writhed under the blanket. I pulled the covers off of her and watched her smooth pre-pubescent form rock as I fingered her bald pussy. Her nipples were contracted and stiff, just dark bebes on her white chest. Her smooth white belly passed down to her completely hairless crack. Her pussy lips opened for my finger to run between them. Brit had fat lips, her slit extended up in front; it was more than just a little crease between her legs.

Our earlier workout had slowed me down, and my dick was firm but not fully erect. I knew from experience that it would be a while longer before I could really get off again, so I decided that I would do my best to make Brit happy. I leaned down and kissed her left nipple. Then I ran my tongue around the other one while pushing my finger deep into her seven-year-old pussy. I could tell she really enjoyed this. Brit wrapped one arm around my neck, holding my face to her chest, and she pushed my other hand harder against her pus. I finger fucked her, pushing my finger in and out as she breathed harder and rocked against me. It was obvious that this little girl knew what she wanted and was not at all abashed about getting it.

I got up and moved to kneel between her legs. While I was up, I stripped off my clothes. When I moved back onto the bed, she didn't know what I was doing, and I had to tell her to spread her legs for me to position myself. As soon as I started licking her snatch she started to uncontrollably hump her hairless pus into my face. She bent her knees, pulling them up to give me the best access to her. I ran my arms up under her, lifting her whole body below her shoulders as I tongued her clit. When I pushed my tongue into her vagina, she humped hard into my face and let out a very loud "Ahhhh!" I had heard of "screamers" before, but I had never dreamed of one that was seven. Her orgasm continued as I tongue fucked her. Her pussy juices ran down my chin. She had a mild womanly taste-really pleasant. My tongue ached after what must have been three minutes of sustaining her orgasm. Finally she stopped cumming and relaxed.

I lay down next to her. By now my dick was at full attention and I started humping against her thigh. I figured that, at the very least, I could get off on her incredibly smooth and soft skin. She reached down and held my tool, allowing me to slide it between her hand and thigh.

"Brit, it would be really great if you would suck me." I said. Immediately I regretted saying that, I didn't know what she would do.

She lifted herself up and looked at me. With that wry smile I had seen earlier, she said, "Ok."

I rolled onto my back as Brit scootch down to my loins. She took my dick in her hand and started to suck on the head. I was amazed at how she seemed to know exactly what to do. I humped into her face and felt my cock-head hit the back of her throat. She pulled back, but then sucked me right back into her mouth.

"When I cum, just swallow it and keep sucking until I stop you." I said as I humped my dick into her mouth.

I don't know whether she heard me, but she started sucking harder and bobbing faster. She started breathing hard, blowing hard through her nose. She was also grinding her pus into my leg, humping it and getting herself off. The jiz quickly built in my nuts and I soon fired into her mouth. Brit jumped at the same time, I don't know whether it was because of the cum I was shooting down her throat or if she was cumming-probably both. As I had asked, Brit just kept sucking, pushing me as far into her mouth as I would fit. I fired load after load of cum into her mouth. Little drops of semen appeared at the corners of her lips as she sucked harder than I could believe. I fired again and again into her little mouth. When I had finished cumming, I reached down and lifted her chin off me. She looked up at me and smiled, some of my cum was at the corners of her mouth, a drop ran down toward her chin. I pulled her little body up on top of me and kissed her. My dick was wet against her belly and thighs. I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She tasted like my cum, her mouth was slimy with jiz. We cuddled and giggled.

Just before we dropped off to sleep, she said, "I think I'm going to like having you here, Tommy."

During the night, I had to take a leak. When I got back to Brit's room I just couldn't help pulling the covers off of her and looking at her. She was on her stomach; one of her hands was right in front of her face, her thumb pointing at her open mouth. Only occasionally did she still suck her thumb. Her other arm was down along her side. She had a wonderfully cute rounded butt. One of her knees was bent, this flared her butt into the air a little and gave a nice view of her full pussy lips.

Brit had always been a sound sleeper, so I knew I wouldn't wake her when I rolled her over on her back. Now the full extent of her wonderful preteen body was in front of me. Her mouth was slightly open, her head thrown back. One of her arms was above her head, her hand tangled in her hair. Her nipples were just pink nubs on a boyish chest. She had her other hand on her stomach, her fingers were covering her navel. Her full pussy lips disappeared between her still slightly chubby thighs.

I pulled on her knee and spread her legs slightly. Her lips parted, revealing the pink hood over her clit and her inner pussy lips. Almost unconsciously, I started stroking myself.

I had been kneeling beside the bed, now I stood up as a truly strange idea came across me. I started stroking myself while I looked at the sleeping seven-year-old. The whole idea was just too much of a turn on-shooting my jez across my sleeping niece. As I watched the angel sleeping, cum was building behind my balls. I had a totally raging hard on, my heart was pounding, I could feel sweat cooling my back and drips trickling down my sides. A couple of drops of pre-cum were thrown off the end of my dick and landed on Brits stomach as she snored softly.

The blood was pounding in my ears and I started to hump to meet my hand. My knees were weak, I violently pulled on my dick as my ass muscles spasmed along with my prostrate. A huge stream of my semen exploded out of me and shot across Brits little girl chest. I groaned as another flew onto her chest and shoulder, some landing in her hair. My knees buckled as a third shot arched high to fall onto her stomach and the back of her hand. I caught myself from falling as the last of my cum dribbled out of the end of my dick onto the sheets next to Brit.

She stirred a little, turning her head to the other side and made some small noises. She lifted her hand up and put in the pool of semen on her chest. A concerned look flashed across her face as she lifted her hand out of the unexpected wetness, then she put her hand down and smeared the jez down her abdomen-still asleep. She rolled toward me, onto her side and pulled at the pillow, then snuggled against it. She sighed and relaxed into a deeper sleep.

Without thinking, I lowered back down onto my knees and put the tip of my dick against Brit's lips. Instinctively she started to suck, pulling the head into her mouth. She continued to suck, her throat muscles working to pull the last of my semen out of my dick.

I uncontrollably groaned, "Ahhhgg." I leaned over her, putting my hands on the wall above the bed. I made slow humps in to her mouth, and she sucked as I slid just a little in and out. After about three small pushes, Brit let go and rolled over onto her other side, my dick sliding across her cheek and into her hair, leaving a wet trail of my cum and her saliva. She found her mouth with her thumb, curled into a ball and made some small noises. Again, she sank into a deep sleep.

My head was swimming. This evening had been the biggest turn on I had ever had. I looked at my watch-ten minutes after midnight. I had cum three times in as many hours. My heart was still beating hard, my gut was still twisted with adrenaline. I was soaking in sweat and needed a drink.

I stumbled to the kitchen and pulled a bottle of beer out of the fridge, cracked it open and took a long draft. I finished it with another long swig, then grabbed another. I went into the living room and sat down in front of the TV.

After only about ten minutes, I was falling asleep. I went back to Brits room and looked at the goddess-sprite sleeping there. I picked her up and carried her into the master bedroom, where I slept and curled around her. I burped a beer belch and sank into sleep. A little later, I was aware of Brit getting out of bed, then the toilet flushing and the bed shaking as she climbed back in.

The clock read 8:12 when I woke up-alone. I could hear the TV through the door way. I got up and, it was while I was pissing that I remembered what happened the night before. I looked in the mirror and smiled nervously. I thought about pulling on some shorts but decided not to. The idea of being naked in front of Brit was alluring, I'm not sure why.

I went through the living room into the kitchen, Brit looked up from the couch where she was watching TV. She was wrapped in a throw blanket. I poured water in the top of the coffee maker, then returned to the living room and sat down next to Brit.

"What'cha watchin'?"

"Sponge Bob."

We watched for a couple of minutes. It looked pretty stupid. The coffee maker started making the gurgling noise. "Do you want anything?" I asked.

"Can I have a pop tart?"

"Sure." I went into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee. I filled a glass with milk for Brit and grabbed a packet of pop tarts, then went back and sat down.

"Here, I brought you some milk too."

"Thanks," she said, still absorbed in the TV.

I pulled a book for my Medieval History class off the end table and started reading Chapter 15 for the third time.

"Share the blanket with me."

Brit lifted the edge up. As I slid over next to her, I got a glimpse of a bare hip.

We sat, I read while she munched on pop tarts. Her hip and thigh was warm against me. Brit slouched down some and leaned against my shoulder. I continued reading as the inane cartoon went on on the tube.

It was about five minutes later that I became aware of a rhythmic movement against me. I looked at Brit. It was obvious that she had her hand in her lap and was rubbing herself. She was started to breath harder. At the same time, my dick started to swell, making a bulge in the blanket.

I was amused and turned on.

"Are you rubbing yourself ?" I asked.

Brit stopped moving and giggled nervously.

I lifted up the blanket. Brit had her hand between her legs. "Show me what you do."

Brit giggled again but, without saying a word, started to move her hand up and down again. I watched as she ran her little fingers up and down her slit. She pushed her head back into the cushions and started to hump into her hand. With her fingertips, she spread her lips wide and then moved her hand in a circle, stimulating her clit. Her breath was deep now and her skin was flushed. She stopped with her clit and pushed her index finger into her vagina, fingerfucking herself with quick motions.

Meanwhile, I was stroking myself as I watched the beautiful seven-year-old masturbate herself closer and closer to orgasm. Brit grunted and humped hard, burying her finger deep inside herself. I desperately needed release.

I stood up, then knelt down in front of her. "Here, let me rub against you." Brit slouched down more, making her cute little pussy open for me.

I took my dick and started rubbing it along her slit. She was wet from her self-gratification and I moved smoothly along the furrow of her sex. The action started to turn Brit on again, she started breathing with my thrusting and humping against me. She put her hands on my dick, pushing it against her.

As we both built toward climax, she put more and more pressure against me, pushing my dick harder and harder against her stiff little clit. She was rocking her head from side to side, making little mewing noises. Her preteen pussy juices were making my dick slide smoothly along her. When she came (just before I did), she pushed hard against my dick as I pulled back, when I pushed forward and exploded with my first shot of cum, my dick popped into her pussy, burying at least four inches.

Brit gasped with pain but I was beyond control. I pulled back, then shoved back deep into her, filling her tiny pussy with my jez. I humped once more, blowing more cum deep into her. I looked down and saw that my dick and her puss were red with blood. I had deflowered my seven-year-old niece!

When Brit saw the blood, she started to cry. I pulled her against me, my dick still deep inside her.

"Shh, shh, shh,... it's ok. It's ok. That always happens the first time." I held her tight. "I'm sorry it hurt honey, it won't again."

Brit sniffled against my chest. She started to stand up and pulled my dick out of her. She was standing in front of me. There was blood smeared around her crotch and a thin stream of blood and cum was running down the inside of her thigh. Brit calmed down-that's what she's like, she will get scared but then regains her composure quickly. She put her hand between her legs, then looked at her hand. "Am I having my period ?"

"No honey," I said. "There's a little flap of skin inside you that broke. It happens to every girl the first time. The next time, it won't hurt like that."

Brit was silent. She bent over and inspected herself. "Its stopped."

"Yeah. There's just a little," I said. "Let's put you in the shower.

She looked at my dick. "Your bloody too."

"A little, it's ok."

We went hand in hand down the hall and got into the shower. We had a fun, giggling time playing with soap bubbles. I shampooed her hair. She made fun of me as she washed my dick and balls, saying they looked like a tired old turkey.

When we got out, Brit reminded me that she didn't have any clean panties. I said, "Oh well. I guess you'll just have to go without." To my surprise, she just nodded and padded off to her bed room. I was tying my shoes when she came in wearing a cute blue dress, and white socks.

"Did you find some panties?" I asked.

"Nope," she said as she pulled her dress up, showing me her bald pussy.

"Kind of breezy, isn't it?"

"It feels good."

I smiled. "What do you want to do today?"

"Can we see a movie?"

"Sure. And we have to do some shopping also. Then I need to study some. I'll get you a game for the Playstation."

We ate some more breakfast, then cleaned up. The grocery store was nearly deserted at 10:00 AM on a Saturday. When I pulled a cart free Brit asked if she could ride in it. She's a little big, but I said ok. It was while I was putting her down in the seat, (she was awkwardly working her legs through the bars) that I remembered that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her dress lifted up, exposing her from the waist down when her hem got caught on the seat and handle. Brit noticed the problem when she felt the cool plastic seat on her bare butt.

I looked around the parking lot, but no one seemed to be watching. "Maybe you should walk," I said.

"No, I'll just keep my dress down," she said. She worked her dress down through the leg holes and under her butt.

In the store, I picked up the usual staples for the week- milk, cereal, bread, frozen pizza, beer. Between the feminine hygiene and the condoms, I found the blue and white box of KY. Brit didn't seem to notice the item in the cart.

When we got home, Brit put the groceries away while I checked the Internet for movies. "What's this?" she asked, coming out of the kitchen.

"Just put it in your mom's room," I said.

Brit went down the hall. Later she would learn all about what was in there!

The movie wasn't on for another three hours, so I hit the books and left Brit to entertain herself. I had to work on the computer, so I was in Jo's (my) room. For a while, the TV was on, then there were the sounds of a video game, then quiet. I was concentrating hard and the hours passed quickly. I took breaks as I had to move laundry in and out of the washer and dryer. About 2:30 I finished up, the apartment was silent.

I went out to find Brit. Her room was empty, as was the living room. I knew she would have asked to go out, then I saw her on the patio.

I was a little shocked to see her lying in the sun, naked. I opened the sliding door and looked around. The postage stamp sized yard, only a thin strip of soil around the concrete slab, had a wooden privacy fence around it and, unless someone peeked through the chinks, it was private.

"Does Jo let you lay out here like this?" I asked.

"Well, Mommy does."

"Oh, sounds good. It's time to get ready for the movie." Brit went into her room and soon returned in a tee shirt and shorts. That's one of the great things about living in Florida, no winter to speak of. Here it was, February, and it was warm enough to sunbathe.

The movie was pretty silly, as can be expected, and I was glad to get out of it. We did some window shopping in the mall and rode a carousel in one of the large lobbies. Then we had dinner at a Chucky Cheese's-the perfect date for a seven-year-old (almost eight! I was reminded).

We finished off at a lighted playground on the beach, but it was getting a little cool so I said it was time to go home.

At home, I felt a little awkward. How do you make a romantic setting for a second grader? Brit wanted to play a game, so we pulled out the Sorry game. Then we moved on to Battle Ship. After the first game (I lost) I got an idea.

"Hey, let's make this Strip Battle Ship."

"Whaaaat?" she said.

"Every time I sink one of your ships, you have to take something off."

Brit giggled. "What about you?"

"I'll take something off also, when you sink one of my ships."

Brit started setting up her board.

The first ship sunk was my submarine. Brit giggled as I took off my belt. Next she sunk my destroyer, so I pulled off one of my shoes. I counted it up, I figured that she was only wearing three things, shirt, shorts, and panties, and I had on shoes and socks, so I would have to loose a lot. There were eleven items of cloths between us and we each had four ships. The game would go a little over two rounds-if we scored evenly. Actually, I was looking to scoring some preteen nooky.

Next I sunk her aircraft carrier, she looked around shyly, then pulled off her shorts with a sweet giggle. I made sure that she next sunk the rest of my ships, so now I had three items on, she had two.

We set up the boards again and started the battle. First, I let her sink my battleship. I pulled off my shirt. Next, I sank her destroyer, my dick firmed in anticipation when Brit pulled her shirt off. Her flat chest and small pink nipples were just too sexy.

Next she (honestly) sunk my carrier, I looked appropriately silly as I pulled off my jeans while sitting down-Brit giggled at my struggles. Now we were both wearing only our underwear. I had my sub and destroyer, she had a carrier, battleship, and sub. I knew I had to cheat.

The next few minutes were pretty dry for both of us as shot after shot failed to hit.

"H-7"

"Hit!" she said.

"B-8."

"Miss." Brit looked disappointed. Actually, she had just blown my sub in half.

"H-9."

"Hit"

Her next shot missed.

"H-10"

"Hit."

"H-11."

"Miss!" she said with a tone of vengeance.

"H-8."

"Hit" she said in a low voice. "You sunk my battleship."

"Ok. You know what you have to do." I said.

Brit lay back and lifted her hips, then pulled her panties down. When she had them disentangled from her feet, she sat up cross-legged and threw them at me. The hit me in the chest and fell into my lap. I picked them up and started chewing on them. Brit giggle, "Oooooooo!"

Next I let her sink my destroyer. I got up on my knees and pulled my briefs down. My half hard dick was even with her face. Again, she giggled. Now we were both naked and each had one ship left.

After two more shots, I hit her carrier. Soon it was sunk.

"I don't have anything more," she said.

"Ok, kiss me," I said.

Brit leaned across the board, we kissed. I put my arms around her and pulled her against me, then I leaned back and she ended up spread on top of me, her hips between my thighs. She giggled, then I pulled her face back down to mine and kissed her deeply, our tongues entwined. My dick pushed up against her thighs.

After a minute, she pulled back, a calculating look on her face. "You want to have sex again." It was a statement, not a question.

"I only want to do what you want, honey."

She leaned back down and kissed me. "Do you want to do it here, or go in my bedroom?"

"Let's go to mine."

She climb off of me and headed down the hall. By the time I got to the bedroom, she was already on the bed, pulling the covers down. We slid under the sheets and blankets together, then, lying on our sides facing each other, cuddled and kissed. My dick was rock hard against her thighs. She started to breathe harder.

I pushed Brit away, rolling her on her back, and pulled the covers down. I could tell she was turned on; her skin was flushed and a little damp with perspiration. I put two of my fingertips on her left nipple and rubbed it gently with a circular motion. Brit closed her eyes.

"Do you like that?"

"Yeah," she said in a small voice.

I leaned over and moved the tip of my tongue around the other nipple. Brit pushed her chest out as she let out a long breath.

I moved my hand down to her slit, moving my finger along her clit. She spread her legs and humped a little to meet me.

"That feels really good when you do that," she said.

I leaned over her and started sucking on her other nipple as I moved my index finger farther between her legs. I moved up and down along her lips as her wetness spread on my finger and along her sex. Her inner pussy lips parted when I wagged my finger from side to side, then I gently pushed my finger into her seven-year-old vagina. Her entire pussy was so soft and smooth. I marveled at how slick it was with no course hair pulling at me. My finger slid easily into her and Brit groaned, wrapping her arms around my head, holding my lips to her tiny bumps of nipples.

I lifted up and she, reluctantly, released me. Then I leaned down and ran my tongue along the top of her slit. There was a hiss of breath and she spread her legs wide, flaring her pussy up to meet me.

Her preteen cunt was wet, her juices were light and a little sweet smelling. She ran her hand along the back of my head. As I moved my tongue over her clit I could watch as my finger moved in and out of her vagina. With her cherry gone, I could push my entire index finger inside her, feeling the ball of her cervix with my fingertip. When I pulled my finger out, it was wet and shiny, then it would slip easily back inside her.

As for myself, my cock was rock hard against her calf, my heart was pounding in my ears and I was having the most extreme adrenaline rush I had ever experienced. My vision was incredibly sharp, I could feel every part of my body, I could hear Brits heart, a staccato beat next to my ear. My own heart, I could feel pulling as it sucked in blood, then flexing, almost painfully, as it expelled blood. I could feel the blood surge up through my neck and into my gut.

I lifted my head and kissed her. She met my lips and mouth, breathing hard around through her mouth. I looked at her, her eyes were dark, her face was red, strands of her hair were stuck to the moisture on her forehead and cheeks.

"If you put it in me, will it hurt?" she asked.

"I'll go real slow, honey. You tell me if you want me to stop."

Then I pulled her leg up above my hip. I was on my side, she was on her back with her leg over my hip. I put the head of my dick on her slit and moved it up and down. Brit looked down, then lifted up on her elbows, pulling both of her knees in the air. She was wet, but not quite wet enough. I knew that if I tried to enter her it would hurt and that was the last thing I wanted to do.

Brit watched my head move along her slit a couple of times, then I put it at the entrance of her vagina and gently pushed. She leaned back and looked at me, I could see a little fear in her eyes.

"Here, I've got something that will keep it from hurting," I said.

I reached across her and took the box off the night stand. Brit watched with interest as I ripped the end off the box and pulled out the tube of KY.

"What's that?"

"It'll make things slide easier," I said.

She followed everything I did as I opened the tube, then put a nickel size dab of the clear jell on the end of my dick, then spread it around with my fingers.

I pulled back, then pushed my head against the opening of her pussy. Brit lay back against the pillow. Slowly, gently, I pushed. Her tiny pussy opened and slowly accepted the head.

"Is that ok?" I asked.

Brit inhaled, then said "Yeah" in a quite, breathy voice.

I pushed more and my dick easily slid into her incredibly tight and soft vagina. She took at least four of my eight inches before I hit the top. Brit looked at me, a wondrous expression on her face. I started moving in and out of her preteen body. She closed her eyes and exhaled through pursed lips, her whole body relaxing and sinking into the bed.

We made love like this for a while, I gently fucked her, sliding in and out slowly, watching her writhe with my slow thrusts. I propped my head up with my arm on my elbow and watched as her climax grew. I was so in to watching her that I forgot about myself and watched as she writhed and humped, her breath coming in gasps. I knew she was coming and I humped into her as she was rocked by an orgasm, arching her back, sweat running down her temples and on her shoulders and neck. It was after she had sunk back down, her pussy spasms subsiding, her breathing slowing, that I realized that I had not come-so fascinated I had been in watching a seven-year-old have her first true orgasm.

I was still rock hard and deep inside her as she came to, opening her eyes and looking at me. "Here honey. Lay on top of me."

As I rolled onto my back, my cock slid out of her. I reached over and rolled her on top of me. Now her face was directly above mine. I pulled her knees up slightly so her thighs were on either side of my hips, but she was not on her knees, she was laying on me, her full weight on me. My dick was pushed against her slit and all I had to do was rock back slightly, then push forward and my cock slid back inside her.

Again, Brit blew out her breath through pursed lips, her eyes closed. I slowly started to hump, moving my dick in and out of her. Brit started to rock back and forth to meet my advances. Her entire weight was on top of me, but she was so light! She probably only weighed 60 pounds, a very comfortable and warm weight on my chest and abdomen. I could wrap my arms completely around her, her small rib cage expanding and contracting against my chest and arms. Her butt was so small, I could cover it with one of my hands. I held the back of her head with my palm and kissed her, my fingers entangled in her hair.

Brittany put her hands on my collar bones, spread out. She lifted herself on her forearms and elbows, her head up, laying there, sphinx like. Her knees were against the outside of my thighs, about half way to my knees, her feet were across my legs, just below my knees.

She started pushing back with her arms, moving down to meet my thrusts inside her. She would squeeze me between her thighs as my penis moved deep into her tiny snatch.

As we continued, we started moving faster, I pushed with more force into her as she pushed back, making my dick slide the full depth of her.

She began to groan with each push, her eyes were still closed. My balls were ready to explode as my thrusting became uncontrollable. I grabbed her ass with both my hands, moving her up and down on me as I fucked her.

Soon her groans were short screams of, "Ah, Ah, Ah!" I was grunting with each thrust. We were both soaked with sweat. Brit threw her head back and yelled, "OOhh, God!!!" as her pussy clamped down on me. An enormous ball of semen was ripped out of me, every muscle in my body contracting to force the explosion of sperm down my cock in into Brit's pus. I pumped wad after wad of cum into her prepubescent womb as she slammed her tiny body back against my cock to accept each one. I don't know how many times my gut fired jez into her, but it seemed to go on for ever.

Brit collapsed against me, her face on my chest. Her breath was coming in short pants, I was gasping as if I had just completed a 100 meter sprint-under water.

We lay like that for several minutes, Brit laying on me, my dick still deep in her preteen body. I could feel the wetness between us, her juices and my seminal fluids ran down my ass crack and soaked the sheets.

Brit lifted her head up off of me, sweat and her drool shined on her cheek. She smiled and looked beyond me, "wow."

"So, you enjoyed that?" I said with a laugh.

"Oh yeah," she said.

"You're wonderful, Brit."

"So are you."

My dick was shrinking and it slipped out of her. "Oh, that's too bad," I said. Brit giggled, then kissed my chin, then bit it.

"Do you want some dinner now?" I asked.

"Can we have pizza?"

"Sure."

She rolled off of me, then sat on the side of the bed. I could see her leaning over, inspecting herself. She put her hand between her legs, then pulled it up and inspected the goo on her fingers.

"Kind of slimy."

She got up and went into the bathroom. Through the door, I watched her take a wad of toilet paper and wipe herself, then through it in the toilet. I got out of bed, went to her and took her hand, then led her to the kitchen.