I woke early on the Saturday morning with a raging hard-on. The night had been a restless one and my sleeping bag was twisted around my body. Obviously I had been dreaming of Jules, reliving the incredible sexual encounter I had with that delightful ten year old girl last evening. The dreams had no doubt been fueled by the review of the pictures I had taken of her with my digital camera. Common sense told me to erase them, to keep no record, but somehow I couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead, I transferred them from the memory cards to my laptop computer. My boxer shorts had a damp patch below the waist band at the front, evidence of those intensely erotic dreams. I unraveled myself from the sleeping bag and slipped the soiled garment off. Pulling on my Levi's, careful not to catch my cock or pubic hair in the zipper, I grabbed a towel and wash bag and crawled out of the tent heading for the campsite shower facility.

As I crossed the site, my gaze fell on the camper van and the small sailing boat on its trailer I knew belonged to Jules' family. I wondered what she thought of our encounter, probably her first ever sexual experience. My own feeling were mixed. Mostly I was consumed with guilt, having never felt such feelings toward a child before. Fearing Jules had said something to her parents, I expected a police cruiser to pull up at the campsite any moment! My stiff cock and wet dreams, however, showed that I found the episode a powerfully erotic experience.

By the time I had returned from the shower, my cock had deflated a little. I had only brought enough spare clothing to see me through my short weekend camping trip, and had only one pair of boxer shorts left. I decided not to wear them. I finished dressing and resolved to put the whole thing out of my mind and concentrate on taking pictures. The purpose of this weekend camping trip was to take landscape photographs of the beautiful lake and forest scenery around the campsite. I picked up my camera bag and headed out into the forest, intent on a long hike to clear my mind of Jules.

To begin with, the strategy worked. The early morning sun created perfect lighting conditions for landscape work. I busied myself with taking pictures. By mid morning though, I had finished two rolls of film and the light had become too harsh. I headed back to the campsite. With no activity to keep my mind from thinking of Jules, I was soon fantasizing of once again finding her in the forest. My cock stiffened at the prospect, the coarse interior of my jeans and the extra room from wearing no shorts providing extra stimulation. I even altered my route to pass by the small clearing with the log in the hope she would be there. She wasn't. The camper van was deserted. Jules and her family must have been out on the lake in their sailing boat. I was both disappointed and relieved. I had no idea what I was going to do if she had been there. I mentally kicked myself, collected a few rolls of fresh film and returned to the forest heading for a photogenic waterfall I knew of.

The trip to the falls took most of the afternoon. When I got back to the campsite, Jules and her family were back from their sailing trip. I busied myself heating some water for a simple boil in the bag meal. I kept my eye on her as she played ball with her brother, but she paid me no attention except to look over at me a couple of times. By the time I had finished my meal and cleared up, it was almost sunset. I had been fantasizing she would wander off alone into the forest, waving at me from the trees to follow. I considered walking into the woods myself, carrying my camera bag and wondered if she would follow me. In the end I decided it was too late in the evening. When it got dark Jules and her family retired to the camper van. I decided on an early night as I was planning to take some pictures of the sunrise from the slopes of a nearby mountain. I stripped off and climbed into the sleeping bag trying to ignore the stiff cock bobbing between my thighs.

I woke suddenly to the sound of a zip being slowly undone and realized it was the zip on my tent. Fearing an attempted robbery, I grabbed my tripod to use as a club and quickly unzipped the inner tent to confront the intruder. I had pitched my tent close to the campsite's street lamps, its glow illuminated the inside of the tent so I was able to recognize the small shadowy figure crouched at the entrance. She froze and stared at me with frightened eyes. "Jules!" I gasped, "What are you doing here?"

"I...I...I'm sorry," she stammered "I...I wanted t...to see you." The sound of her voice told me she was close to tears. "I'm sorry, I shh...shouldn't have come."

"No, it's OK." I reassured her. "Don't go. You frightened me, I thought you were a burglar."

Jules giggled, the tension visibly draining from her. "Oh sorry," she smiled, "I didn't think."

"So what do you want to see me for."

"I er...I looked for you today, you know, up in the woods." She mumbled.

"Me too," I laughed, "I was hoping to see you as well. Guess we missed each other."

"Yeah, I guess."

An awkward silence developed. I checked my watch, it was two in the morning. "You shouldn't be out this late, your folks will wonder where you are."

"Oh, its OK. They're all asleep. I just went to the bathroom." She shrugged.

I noticed Jules was wearing just a nightdress. I was feeling the cold night air on my naked chest as I sat up in the sleeping bag. "You better come in for a moment, or you'll catch a chill."

"You sound like my mom." She giggled. Jules crawled in beside me and I zipped the tent flap shut behind her. I had brought the double size bed roll my wife and I usually use and our sleeping bags are the sort that can be used individually or opened out and zipped together to make a double size bag, but I had only the one sleeping bag on this trip. I unzipped it and opened it out to form a blanket we could both use.

I was sleeping with no shorts on and when I opened the bag out, I saw Jules' eyes stray to my crotch. My cock was totally flaccid, just a limp worm of wrinkled skin, no doubt due to an intense fear of discovery I was feeling. I patted the bed roll. "Come on," I said "you must be freezing." Jules shuffled across to lie next to me and I pulled the sleeping bag over us both. She was cold. I could feel the chill radiating from her little body. Wrapping my arms around her, I snuggled her close to me, rubbing my hands rapidly over her back to generate some warmth. "How's that?" I asked.

"Mmm...nice. Your all warm." She replied.

I moved one hand down to rub her bare legs below the hem of her nightdress."You should have put a coat on before coming out." My parenting instincts were taking over.

"Yes mom!" She moaned. Then we both laughed. "Your...thing was all tiny and...er, shrunk?" She said, changing the subject.

"Well, yes." I replied. "It can't be stiff all the time, it would be very uncomfortable if it was. That's what a cock looks like when it's er...resting. It only gets stiff when it needs to for sex."

"Can I...touch it again?" Jules asked.

"If you like." My stomach was turning over in knots with worry. Sound, especially voices, can carry a long way at night on a campsite. It would only take someone else to make their way to the bathroom and it would be all over for me. Jules' hand moved slowly down to my crotch. Her cold fingers gingerly poked and prodded my cock. Finally, She took the flaccid lump in her hand, gently massaging it. "Wow! It feels really weird." She remarked.

I could feel a sexual ache growing in my loins. "If you keep doing that you'll be able to feel it growing."

"Cool!" She said. Then, "Jeez! That's really spooky." She gasped when She felt my cock slowly lengthen. Eventually the shaft stiffened as She continued to fondle me. "Awesome, how do you do that?"

"It's not me." I explained. "Your doing that, I have no control over it." I slid my hand from her back down to her bum, rubbing her ass in little circles until I had worked her nightdress. fabric up exposing her panties to my probing fingers. I caressed the panty fabric, toying with the hem and slipping my fingers into the warm enclosure between her thighs.

Jules sighed, parting her legs to allow me to rub the panty fabric stretched over her pussy lips. We lay like this for several minutes, each stimulating the other. Eventually Jules hesitantly asked, "Er...you know...er the last time, that er...special thing you did?"

"Hmm, yes." I mumbled into her hair. "You liked that, didn't you?"

"Oh yeah!" She nodded her head vigorously, her cheek felt soft and warm against my chest.

A few more moments of silence followed. I knew Jules wanted me to lick her pussy, but She was too embarrassed to ask. "Would you like to experience that pleasure again?"

"...Please." She whispered, her breath tickling my chest hair.

I gently eased her onto her back and rolled the sleeping bag down. Her nightdress. had some kind of furry animal picture on the front. Leaning over her, I kissed her forehead then the tip of her nose, making her smile. I kissed her mouth, just a small peck at first which She tentatively returned, then again with my mouth partly open, sucking her lips. Jules gradually relaxed, parting her lips and returning my kiss with some passion as She explored this new pleasure. My hand wasn't idle while we kissed. I had slipped it under the hem of the nightdress. to caress her tummy, moving it slowly upwards lifting the garment up her body until one of her small cone shaped tits lay under my palm. I spent a delicious few minutes playing with Jules nipples, teasing them between my thumb and forefinger. I continued to pull the nightdress. up until her breasts were exposed, lowering my mouth to suckle on the erect teats.

My hand, having been displaced from its favored position by my mouth, found its own way south, slipping under the elastic waist band of Jules' panties, to fondle her cunt lips. My finger traced the moist crack between Jules' thighs, gently parting her labia and stimulating her clit before moving down to her tight cunt hole. I pushed my finger in as far as her hymen and wriggled it about, encouraging her cunt juice to flow. Inevitably, my mouth followed my hand. I kissed and nuzzled my way down to her pussy, pulling the panties down to her knees. The small size of the tent made it difficult to reach her cunt with my mouth without folding myself in half, so I had to shuffle around until I was facing Jules feet. At last I was able to kiss her nether lips, to push my tongue into her crack following the trail blazed previously by my finger.

I licked her clit, running my tongue in little circles around the tiny hard button. Jules moaned her pleasure, rocking her hips gently against my face. Slipping my tongue lower, I pushed the tip into her pussy hole trying to ease it past the tight ring of her hymen. The tongue is a strong muscle, but lacks the rigidity to penetrate the membranous fold of tissue that protects a young girls cunt. I returned to the stimulation of her clit. Because of the position we were in, my rigid cock bobbed only inches from Jules' face. She had noticed this and took hold of it with one of her hands, rubbing me once again. Suddenly, without warning, She leaned over and planted a kiss on my cock head. I stopped what I was doing and looked at her.

Jules shrugged. "I...just wanted to see what it was like." She whispered.

I reached over and stroked her hair. "That's all right," I replied "that felt very nice."

She smiled and kissed the head again. "What do I do?"

"Kiss it like that or lick it," I suggested "or you could suck it like you would suck your thumb." I couldn't believe I was teaching a ten year old to suck cock!

Jules frowned. Then after a few seconds thought, She stuck her tongue out and tentatively licked my cock. Then, obviously deciding it wasn't too bad, She licked me again, this time lingering and rubbing her tongue on me. "What happens when your...er stuff comes out?" Her expression revealed She didn't like the idea.

"It's OK, I'm not ready yet and I wont let it happen anyway." I promised. "I'll tell you to stop before it then." She smiled at my reassurance and continued licking my cock. I bent my head back to her pussy. After a minute or so of the most delightful gentle licks, I felt her lips stretch over the tip of my shaft and She began sucking me just like a child sucking a thumb. It was the most erotic feeling I have ever felt, I had to concentrate very hard to keep my promise to her!

While I was licking Jules' clit, I slipped my little finger into her cunt hole hoping it would be small enough to ease past her hymen. Although her barrier still resisted, I was able to insert the tip past the obstruction to the depth of my finger nail. I gently fucked the membrane with my finger, pushing in and out with small movements in an effort to loosen the membrane. Jules was breathing rapidly through her nose and moaning into my cock. Her hips were bucking purposefully, grinding her cunt against my face. She began twitching uncontrollably as an orgasm shook her body. Suddenly my finger slipped further into her hole, past the first joint. Jules gasped, clamping her thighs on my head and hand as She thrashed uncontrollably for a few seconds.

"Wow! What did you do." She asked after her orgasm eventually ebbed.

"I hope I didn't hurt you? I just slipped my finger into your er...vagina."

"It was really awesome, didn't hurt or nothing."

"Does it still feel nice?" I still had my little finger in her cunt and began gently fucking her with it again.

"Yeah, it feels good. Kinda weird, but good."

"You can do this to yourself, you know? You can make the good feeling and give yourself an orgasm."

"Yeah? I...er, I rubbed myself there before." She blushed. "I was doing it today up by the log when I was looking for you. I never put my finger inside me though."

"Hey, that's good." I encouraged. "Did you have an orgasm?"

"Nah!" She shook her head.

"Here, why don't you try." I withdrew my finger from her pussy and gently pulled her hand between her thighs.

Jules rubbed her pussy, pushing her finger between the lips. "How do I do it?" She asked. I guided her finger into her cunt hole, teaching her to finger-fuck herself and to curl her finger up behind her clit and stimulate her own G-spot. While She explored herself, I turned around so that my throbbing cock rested on her thigh, just inches from her pussy. My face was very close to hers, and I kissed her passionately, kisses She eagerly returned.

"Jules, do you know what fucking is?" I ventured, between kisses.

She gaped at me wide eyed. "That's a naughty word!"

"Well yes, it is. People mostly use it as a swear word." I explained "But do you know what it really means?"

"Yeah, I think. Is it like...doing it, you know, proper sex?"

"That's right." I said "Where did you learn that?"

"My friend Hannah. Her big sister says she's done it."

"Did She say what happens when you have proper sex?"

"No, her sister wouldn't tell her."

"I can tell you. Actually, I'd love to have proper sex with you. Would you like that Jules?"

Her eyes lit up with interest, then a frown of doubt wrinkled her forehead as She realized She didn't know what was involved. "I...I don't...know." She whispered.

"It's OK if you don't want too." I soothed. "We could just do the same as we did before if you like." I desperately wanted to fuck her, but I didn't want to press the issue in case She left suddenly.

"W...what do I have to do?" Jules was still finger fucking herself, so She obviously hadn't lost interest after having her orgasm.

"Well, you don't HAVE to do it at all." I reminded. "But only if you want to, I'll put my cock inside you, just where your finger is now."

"Will it hurt?"

"I don't really know the answer to that one, Jules." I admitted. "I've heard it's supposed to hurt the fist time, but not always. You can get your finger in, even my finger fits in. My cock is bigger than our fingers though, so it might be a bit uncomfortable at first. If it is, then we'll stop straight away. I don't want to hurt you."

Jules digested my little speech, then having made up her mind, withdrew her finger from her pussy. "OK, lets try it." A look of eagerness returned to her face. My cock throbbed at the thought and once again I had to concentrate to prevent a premature ejaculation. I maneuvered my lap under her ass, lifting and parting her legs over my thigh so that my swollen shaft protruded between her thighs. The head of my cock resting on her cunt lips. Both Jules cunt and my cock were oozing love juice, so there was no shortage of lubrication. Taking my stiff shaft in my hand, I guided the swollen head between her pussy lips, using it to part them and stimulate her clit. Jules moaned her pleasure, rocking her hips and pushing her pussy against my cock.

I slipped my cock lower, easing it into her tight virginal opening. Pushing gently so that my swollen cock head slipped into her pussy as far as her hymen, I asked "How does that feel sweetheart?"

"It's nice." She breathed. "Doesn't hurt or anything."

"OK, I'm going to push a little harder now, you can tell me to stop anytime." I could feel the resistance in her vagina as I pushed up, then suddenly felt it give. My cock slid up her cunt, the hot wet tube enveloping the first three inches of my stiff cock. I withdrew slightly then pushed in again, repeating the gentle movements until her pussy was taking four or five inches and I could feel my cock head pushing against her cervix. Jules lifted her hips away from my thrust and pushed her hand against my thigh, obviously finding my deeper thrusts a little uncomfortable. I backed off a little. "That better?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's nice now. It was hurting a little before." She looked down between her legs and watched as my cock slipped repeatedly between her pussy lips. "Wow, were really doing it!" Jules relaxed as I kissed her tenderly and fondled her tits. I continued fucking her with slow gentle thrusts. She slipped her hand between her legs to feel my cock as it entered her body, fingering her clit at the same time.

The pressure of my climax was building rapidly and Jules was meeting my thrust, pushing her cunt onto my pole. Suddenly my cock erupted, pumping my load of cum into the restricted space within her vagina. It was the best, the longest lasting orgasm I could remember. 'My god.' I thought, 'this is a ten year old girl I'm fucking.' My cock continued to pump long after the supply of semen had been exhausted.

A minute or so after my orgasm began, Jules gasped, throwing her arms around my neck as her hips jerked uncontrollably, signaling her own climax. We lay quietly, hugging each other and panting for several long minutes. My cock lost its stiffness, the tightness of Jules' pussy squeezed it out to flop into the pool of cum that had collected on the mattress between her thighs. More cum oozed from her hole to dribble down her ass crack. Eventually, I roused myself and used my towel to wipe the mess from our bodies. "You really should get back to your camper before someone wonders where you got to." I advised. I was beginning to feel guilty and frightened of discovery now that the fog of sexual desire had lifted.

"Yeah, guess so." She said as She pulled her panties up and covered her delightful breasts with her nightdress."Er...that was really great, thanks." She said as She unzipped the tent flap. I guessed She was feeling guilty or embarrassed as the realization of what She had just done dawned on her.

"Thank you, you were really wonderful." I called to her retreating back. She turned briefly and waved good-bye before disappearing into the darkness. I lay awake for some time thinking about what had just taken place. I felt a mixture of shock and desire. I wanted to repeat that wonderful experience, but feared the consequences of discovery. In the cold, post sexual loneliness, I resolved to pack up and leave first thing in the morning.