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sex type thing - stone temple pilots i said you shouldn't have worn that dress... |
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Somehow I got stuck looking after my twelve year old cousin Samantha, the two of us in the house while the rest of the family went off to go shopping or some shit. She was really small, even for her age, and had blonde hair with a bit of a curl to it. Not a bad kid, but nothing special. We were both sitting around my room and it woulda been horribly boring until Samantha somehow managed to find an old porn mag I forgot I even had while she was poking through my shelves. "What's this?" she asked, putting it on the bed next to me and kneeling down so she could look at it. "That's a porno magazine." She stared at it for a moment. "Is it okay for me to see it?" "Sure, as long as you don't open it up. See those dots overtop of the women's nipples?" I said, pointing to the phone-sex advertisement on the back. "That's because you're allowed to see everything else, but you can't see those. This picture's right on the back cover where anybody might see it, but as long as the nipples are covered up, and the pussy like in this picture, then it's okay. You're allowed to look at this." "Okay." She looked the picture over carefully, her eyes moving from square to square, each one containing a naked woman and a phone number, each one with little stars over the nipples. "What's on the inside?" "Naked girls, people having sex." She looked at me attentively, so I decided to take it a little farther. "Girls sucking cock, letting guys fuck their cunts, or their ass. Some girls have a cock in all three holes, one in their mouth, one in their pussy, one in their butt." "They really do that?" She looked down at the magazine for another moment before saying "Are you sure I can't see?" "You really want to?" She nodded and stayed kneeled, looking at me. "You know you can't tell anyone about this. I could get into trouble." She nodded, so I opened the magazine up to a random page. On it was a picture of a woman taking a cock really deep in her ass, and Samantha looked at it, but not intensely enough for it to be a new experience. I was pretty sure she'd seen things like this before. "Go ahead" I said. "Turn to whatever page you want. Take a look." She spent a minute looking through the magazine, studying the different pictures, finally stopping on one of the pictures of a blowjob. "Have you seen something like this before?" I asked. "Yeah, at my friend's house... we found some magazines in her brother's room." She looked up at me. "Why do people do that?" "Do what?" "Why does he put his penis in that girl's mouth? And why do people have these magazines?" "Well, guys put their cocks in girls mouths cause it feels good for us, and guys like your friend's brother buy the magazines because they can't find a real girl to have sex with. So they masturbate to the magazine." "So Katie's brother... he wants to have sex with a girl." "That's right." "What kind of girl?" "I don't know. That depends on what he likes." "But it could be a girl like me?" I furrowed my brow. "Why do you ask that?" "Well, it's just that I've seen him look at me... but he never looks at Katie." I grinned. "Well, sure. You're a beautiful girl, he'd probably love to have sex with you. But it really isn't allowed until you're older. How old is he?" "I dunno. About twenty." "Then in his case he just can't get a girlfriend. He uses magazines like this so he can look at other people having sex while he plays with himself." "You mean while he... jerks off his penis." I smiled at her. "That's right." "So why do you have one? Because you can't get a girlfriend either?" I'd hadn't used a magazine to jerk off in over a year, but I decided to play along with her. "Yeah, that's right. I can't find anyone to suck me off, I'm sorry to say." "Why don't you just ask a girl to suck on your... on your cock?" I laughed. She was picking up the lingo. "It's not always that easy. Look at me" I said, gesturing to the obvious bulge in my pant leg. "I've got an erection and it'd be great if someone were here to suck it, but if there's not then the guy just has to play with himself while he imagines a girl sucking him. And that's where the pictures help out." She glanced at the bulge in my pants, then down at the picture of the girl giving head in the magazine and said "I could do it." A surge of energy shot through my cock. "You could do what?" "I could suck you." I shook my head. "Sorry. You're just too young." "Why? All I have to do is put it in my mouth, right?" "I mean you're too young because I could get in trouble. It's against the law." "How is anyone going to find out?" I watched her for a moment, she staring at me earnestly, and that was all I needed. "Okay. And you know, you don't even really have to suck it. They call it that, but it's mostly moving your tongue and your lips over it. Especially here." I had my pants unzippered and my cock out before I even really thought about it, and I touched just below the underside of the head. "Right here is the most sensitive spot, so you want to concentrate on it." With a slightly sly-looking smile she took my dick in her hand and rubbed it gently up and down, watching it. Then she opened her mouth and kinda jammed it inside, not quite as carefully as I would have liked. She could only get the tip in, but that was enough, and after a moment she got more comfortable with having it in her mouth. I used my hands to gently guide her into moving her head up and down, glad that she'd already realized not to let her teeth scrape. The sound of her breathing through her nose was so cute as she took me a little further into her mouth. People who say men aren't mentally stimulated don't know what they're talking about. One mouth was about the same as any other, the physical sensation was the same, but it was seeing this little girl with my dick in her mouth, the very idea that a blatantly underaged, cute little kid was sucking on my cock, that's what made it so good. Sure part of it was visual, but the visual was only an extension of the mental. The mental image, the idea that it represented, that was why my cock was harder than it had ever been in my life. Her tongue swirled around my head in an awkward way, making it obvious that she'd never done this before, and I wondered how many cocks she'd suck in her lifetime. How many times would she bow her head to accept someone's shaft between her lips? And I was the first. I ran my hands through her soft hair, feeling the warmth of her skull, preparing to come. I'd never felt anything that strong in my entire life, and when it came I knew it'd be enough to choke her, it'd be enough to shoot all over her hair and all over her innocent little face in thick strings that would stick to her skin, and I'd say it was an accident and apologize and we'd have to get cleaned up, and while we were naked together we'd do it again. I knew in the back of my mind that doing this was wrong, but I didn't feel bad about it. Anything to get off, all's fair when it comes to orgasm. I felt the rush sweep through me, I felt my muscles contract and I closed my eyes as I felt the first shot spurt into her mouth...
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