The night air dipped slowly into the high penthouse window above the sleek alleys below.  She stood by the opening, a bright silhouette of pre-teen flesh. The cool breezes bit her soft nipples and made them hard and full.

The little girl was alone in her dark intimate haven and thoughts of sinful deep passions erupted.  She could not sleep and stood slave to her nocturnal desires. Her hands caressed her firm young body, one which she indulged in knowing it's sweet powers of bliss.

Child's fingers glided over her nine-year-old body had her satin-like skin, and hair that flowed like strips of hot silk. She pressed in with her palms against her taunt tummy and let them push upward towards her angelic, flat chest. Her breaths became deeper, her blood rushed into her longing pores.

Rubbing at first softly, then faster and wantonly, the little pre-teen goddess massaged her chest and tilted her smooth face towards the heavens, opening her sweet lips slowly.  Her moistened tongue yearned to taste her gifts of flesh and swiftly she lowered her head towards her tiny nipples.

Her tasting muscle lunged out and painted the aroused nipple with a sweet blanket of hot saliva.  She sucked in her firm fleshy feast and moaned at her own dreamlike form.

After tasting her small erect nipples, she leaned back into the late dark sky and let the colder air lick her wet stomach and nipples, this sending bolts of blissful lightening down her entire body.

Her little hands and fingers knew her innocent curves well and they danced against one another in a heavenly ritual.  This nine-year-old child and her soul moaned and reached out for their palace of pure unending pleasures.  Her legs quivered under the tips of exploring fingers.  They found the fresh, hairless skin and muscle just below her arched back.  She squeezed her flesh and let that hot wanting tongue glide under her bulging red lips.

Resting on a satin pillow that cupped her small form like a strong knowing hand, she raised up her long silky legs and stretched out her small feet sensing the burning muscles in her body yell out for ecstasy.  The moon peered down on this nymph of the night and clothed her in a milky ray of lights and urges.

The heart bathed in this beauty pumped harder, surer.  It threw its rich juices throughout her throbbing pre-teen body filling every thirsty space, knowing soon it too would orgasm with the child.

The child grasped her legs thrusting her soft place of moist desire outward letting it breath and taste the heat of her tiny cries. Her fingers, slippery with enticing sweat, writhed down her succulent little legs heading for a palace within her.

Suddenly, a flash of heat unlike her own body moved across her nakedness.  The heat was gentle and flowed over her like some passionate mist of luke-warm love juices. Her slippery hands couldn't budge and her entire body ached and moaned.

The heat wave grew more intense and gripped her innocent flesh with soaring fingers of blissful pain. She knew not where this incredible sensation came from, she only knew how the skin on her legs and hairless labia burned with unbearable heat. Sweat rushed down her flat chest pouring over her rigid nipples. She moaned louder and let her pink tongue reached out and beg for her ultimate pleasure pulse.  The light and heat that bathed her pushed into her as her sweet juices cascaded down legs that already shined with slippery sweat.

Deeper and harder the pleasure dived until the child felt every muscle, every cell, every lust in her small body explode again and again.  Waves of energy pulsed out between the nine-year-old's thriving legs and her hands pinched her throbbing  breasts.  Second after second, minute after minute the little girl cried and tried to hold her precious body together as the tidal waves of ecstasy erupted onto her soft spots and taut nerves.

Finally the ocean of heat and lust calmed and her exhausted flesh lay still.  The cool winds again blew into her sweet haven and tickled the sensitive nymph. She opened her glazed and tearing eyes and peered towards her sacred moon.  The moon which once tossed deep clouds of light was now black and new.

The crisp night breezes lapped her soft budding breasts and waved between her delicate hairless lips and smooth thighs.  She smiled and ran a glossy red tongue across full fiery lips, the stars above swirling around her distant moon.

The End