Date: Wed, 24 Jun 2020 23:20:40 +0000 From: crnhskrfn77 Subject: Back in the Day 14 Back in the day - Chapter 14 I've been thinking about this for a while. I had many adventures in my younger years, but most didn't go anywhere near as far as I now wish they had. So I thought I'd tell you about these fun times with both boys and girls, with a little artistic license to get the events to the point I wish they'd gotten to years ago. Some of the stories are taking actual events and expanding on them to include more than just the nudity that actually took place, while some are completely fictional other than still being about real kids I've known. Needless to say, all names have been changed. Each chapter will be a different event, though there may be overlap of some of the characters. The stories will be of events that took place from the time I was young teen or even preteen up to now with me in my 60's. They won't necessarily be presented in chronological order. I'll be guided by what memory pops into my warped mind. If you enjoy the stories on Nifty, mine or others, I hope you'll consider making a donation to keep this wonderful site going. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you enjoy my stories I'd love to hear from you – crnhskrfn77@protonmailcom. If you were using my gmail address, that's no longer active. I'm also available to chat on wickr (thanks to one of my readers!) – I'm crnhskrfn77 on there. You can find my previous stories in the prolific authors section under crnhskrfn. If you want to comment on any of them, please use the email above as the email listed in those stories is no longer active. Bri – 3 Hi readers. Yes, you guessed it, I love this character. If you saw the girl this character is based on, you'd love her too. Truth be told, I've never even seen her naked. But oh man, just being around her makes me horny as fuck, which is pretty risky considering I'm never around her without her folks, grandparents, and sometimes aunt and uncle around too. I have to be very careful not to give away how I really feel about this darling girl. Bri worked hard in school, but it was a struggle, math in particular. It turns out there was a 3-day math camp to help kids like Bri figure it out, and hopefully give her the confidence to do much better in school since she would know she could succeed. But there was a problem, and I got a call from her Mom one evening... "Hi there! How are you kiddo?" "I'm good Robbie, we're all good here, thanks. And you? We haven't seen in you in a few weeks." "I'm fine. You know me, I just plug along. I'm way past rushing around like a young kid. Slow and steady is my motto these days." "That sounds so good Robbie. We've been on the go all summer our crazy schedules, including Bri's many activities. Sometimes I just want to scream stop!" "Maybe you need some time away, but I know that's not easy. I'd help if I could." "I'm glad to hear that because it's why I'm calling." She filled me in on the math camp. It would be taking place here in the city starting at noon on Friday and going through Sunday evening. "But the problem is we both have to work all weekend. There's no way we can get her down there, let alone pick her up and drop her off for each of the sessions. We'd send her with one of her friend's family but none of them are going." "Honey, say no more, you had to have known before you dialed the phone that I'd love to help you out! Just tell me where the sessions are, and I'll handle it." I thought about when I'd need to pick her up in order to get her to the Noon session on Friday. "I'll leave here at 7:30and pick Bri up at 9 next Friday morning and since the Sunday afternoon session runs kind of late, I'll bring her back up Monday morning." "You don't have to do that. One or both of us will drive down after work on Sunday and pick her up." "Listen to yourself. You're stretched so thin you're exhausted. The two of you stay home together Sunday night and enjoy some time together. Have a quiet, relaxing evening, or boink your brains out, I don't care." This had her giggling. "I can't believe you just said that." "Oh puh-lease, you know me. How many times have you called me a dirty old man? Hell, you've been telling me that since you were in high school young lady!" "Yeah, and now I'm not sure I should trust you with our little girl" she said while laughing. "She has a phone, right?" "Yes." "Good. She can call her mommy if I molest her!" "Oh stop it you dirty old man!" "See?" "God, I really do say that a lot, don't I?" "Yep. But like I've told you before – you're not wrong!" And we both laughed. If she had any idea how right she actually was, she would never have even made this call. But she had no clue, nor did her husband or her parents. Like I said – very careful. We said our good-byes. That Friday morning, I headed out to pick up Bri. I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. Three nights with Bri – with no parents or grandparents around. Hopefully she was as excited as I was and hadn't decided she didn't want anything to do with an old pedo like me. When I got to their house, I talked with them all for a little while, used their restroom, and we got on the road. I didn't want to start pushing things first thing in the morning, so settled for small talk about what she'd been doing all summer and talked about what she thought of her folks sending her to this math camp. To be honest, her thoughts on it both surprised and pleased me. "Robbie, I think you know that I'd pretty much rather do anything but go to 3 days of something called Math Camp. But I think it could really help me with my grades. I read the information on it, and they say it will really help me in all my classes because they will not just teach us math stuff, but new study techniques and stuff that applies to everything. It wasn't cheap for Mom and Dad to pay for this, so I appreciate them for doing it." "Wow Bri, that's the most mature thing I've ever heard from a 12-year-old. Do you know how proud of you that makes me that you are thinking that way? Good for you. But I have to ask you this. Did you let your folks know all that? Did you let them know you are grateful to them for doing it for you?" "I guess I didn't Robbie. But I'll be sure to tell them when I call them after class today. Of course, after 5 hours of math in the middle of summer I might have changed my mind!" And we both laughed. We spent the rest of the ride to the city talking about the movies that were out that summer. We had both liked Maleficent, but agreed that overall, it was a pretty weak slate of summer movies. Basically, we just enjoyed each other's company as we made the drive in. The Math Camp was being held at a large downtown hotel (which I hated simply because I hated going downtown). I pulled into the porte cochere and the valet let me leave my car there since I just needed to get her signed in for the camp. As I got her registered, I asked the folks at registration if they would be supplying any snacks or anything for the kids, and she assured me they would be well taken care of. I told Bri that I would be out front at 5, but she was NOT to go outside of the lobby until she saw my car. I gave her a hug and headed out. At 5, I was back out front and in about 10 minutes she came out, talking to another girl her age. They said goodbye and she got in the car. "Who was that Bri?" "She's a girl in the class. She's really nice, we sat next to each other all day." "Did you enjoy it?" "I guess so. They said tomorrow would be pretty intense, but it sounds like it will be fun too." "What would you like to do for dinner? You pick the place." "Really, anything?" "Of course, anything you want." "Could we go to Chick Fil-a? I never get to go there." "Sure, I like that too. Have you ever had their frosted lemonade?" "Oh my gosh yes. It's like sooooooo good!" We had a very enjoyable dinner and got back to the house. It was about 7PM. "Thanks for dinner Robbie. And thanks for driving me." "You're very welcome sweetheart. Anything for you." And with that, tears started streaming down her face. "What's the matter sweetheart?" "I can tell you don't like me anymore!" And she sobbed. "Honey, come sit down." I pulled her over to the sofa and made her sit. "Now what in the world is all of this nonsense about me not liking you? That's the craziest thing I've ever heard." She was still sniffling. "If you still liked me you would have already told me about all the sexy stuff we could do but I guess you don't like me that way anymore." "Honey, just stop and listen to me." I waited for her to stop crying. "Bri, look at me." She turned her tear-stained face up to me, and it nearly broke my heart. "Honey, I love you like crazy. I've been so excited to spend this weekend with you it's all I could think of for days." "Then why..." I stopped her there. "Bri, now listen to me. I can't wait to do all kinds of wonderful sexy stuff with you! I didn't say anything while we drove down because I wanted you to be relaxed and ready to learn at the Math Camp this afternoon. And I didn't say anything after because we were just having such a nice dinner together." "Do you remember the first time we texted and skyped together?" "Yes, of course I do." "And have you forgotten what I told you that night?" "Which thing?" "I told you I liked you because you were pretty, because you were funny, and because you were so sweet. I also told you that I didn't like you just for your body, but I liked you for everything about you. Those may not be the exact words, but you know what I mean. And I meant that." "Honey, I loved that we could just talk like friends as we drove to the city. I loved that we could have dinner and talk about how your camp went. About what you liked about it, and the new friend you made." "Those are times I'm going to cherish forever because they were just you and me. I got to learn more about you, what you like, what you don't like. Baby, I want to know everything about you." "Oh yeah, one other thing." She looked at me. "What?" "I want to kiss you." I brought my head to hers and kissed her lips. Our arms went around each other as our lips opened and our tongues explored each other's mouths. I ran my tongue over her teeth and gums and generally battled with her very active tongue." Breaking the kiss, I pulled back from her and looked in her eyes. "Does that give you a little hint about how I feel about you?" "If I were to guess Robbie, I'd say you were in love with me." "I do love you Bri, with all my heart. But know this honey. No matter how much I love you, we can never be together as a couple, as two people who walk down the street holding hands, as two people who stand watching a parade go by and look at each other and kiss. Society will never allow that, and to be honest, neither would your parents or grandparents." "So our love, or my love for you because I don't know that you love me, my love for you must always be a secret love that stays behind closed doors. When we are together in public, you are the brat and I'm the old man. Can you live with that?" I stopped, and I waited. I searched her face but couldn't read her thoughts. Finally she reached for my hands and took them in hers. "Robbie, first of all, I do love you. The first time we were together some of the things we did were firsts for me. Hopefully tonight or this weekend there will be more firsts. I want to be with you, however and whenever we can be. I'm only 12, but I'm not stupid." "I never said..." "No Robbie, it's my turn to talk. As I was saying, I'm only 12, but I'm not stupid. I know we can never be girlfriend and boyfriend, or as you say, walk down the street holding hands. But despite my being only 12, I know what I want, and I want to be with you when I can. And that's enough for me." "Are you sure you're not 30 instead of 12?" We laughed and hugged. "I have a suggestion." "What's that Bri?" "That we stop all this fucking talking and go upstairs so you can strip me naked and we can have some fun. And don't forget what I told you on that first night we skyped. I want to see your dick in person!" We went up to my bedroom and I took her slight body into my arms and started kissing her again. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she returned the kiss with fervor. I began caressing her and pulled her shirt up. We broke the kiss so I could pull her shirt off. I laid her back on the bed and leaned over her, bringing my mouth to one of her slowly developing little breasts, licking and nipping at the nipple while I fondled the other one. I went back and forth, loving her little girl titties. But I wasn't stopping there, not tonight. I kissed my way down to the waist of her shorts. I unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts. I looked up and she was watching me. She smiled, and I took that as her blessing to continue. I pulled her shorts off and gazed at her body, clad only in tiny thong panties that barely concealed her sex. I ran the back of my fingers back and forth over her panties, where moisture was collecting. I pulled her panties down and off her and my sweet baby was completely naked. "Stop Robbie." I looked at her. "I want to strip you naked too." I smiled and she went to it, stripping me naked. "I warned you. I'm old and fat. Sorry you have to see this." "Shut the fuck up perv." She grabbed my throbbing, leaking cock. "If you're not naked I can't do this." And she ran her tongue from the base of my cock up to the tip, licking up my leaking precum. "Oh fuck Bri, do you know how much I love you?" "Just because I licked your old dick perv? Get a fuckin' grip." But she said it with a big smile and broke out laughing. I pushed her back on to the bed and climbed up beside her. We went back to kissing, but this time our hands were exploring. My hands were enjoying the tender smooth skin of the most beautiful 12-year-old ever. And here hands were exploring, well, this hot mess. But if she was ok with it, I wasn't going to argue! I let my hand wander south to her little girl slit. I fingered her young pussy and rubbed her little clit, driving her crazy and making her squirm. I worked it and worked it until I brought her to her first orgasm of the night. She screamed into my mouth as it hit her. (It's so much better when her `rents aren't here to hear her scream in ecstasy.) She began to relax again. "You like that baby?" "God yes." "We're not done yet baby. I moved down and brought my mouth to her pussy. I worked my tongue inside her and tasted her sweet little girl juices. I'd honestly have a hard time telling you if this was better or little boy cum was better. Maybe it's a tie. I lapped at her pussy and pushed my tongue in as far as it could go. I sucked on her clit and worked it with my tongue. A few minutes of that and I brought her to her second orgasm of the night. Looking at her, she lay there panting, a smile flickering across her lips. I think maybe she's enjoying herself. I moved back up but kept fingering her pussy. I could just get my finger in far enough to feel that her cherry was still intact. And I can't lie, I wanted it. "Bri honey, listen to me. Listen good baby. I want to fuck you. I want it so bad, I can't hardly stand it." "I want that too Robbie. I want you to be my first." "That's what scares me honey. Once I do that, you can never give that gift again. You can never again say you're a virgin." "Honey, I know that doesn't sound like much in this day and age, but when I was young, when I was growing up, many girls saved their virginity for their wedding nights. They might have had a lot of sex, but they didn't let any boy fuck them because they were saving themselves." "I know not many girls today think that way, and I guess that's just a sign of the changing times. So honey, as much as I want to, I'm not going to fuck you tonight. We can keep playing and enjoying each other and making each other cum, but I want you to think about it. And if you truly want to fuck, we'll do that tomorrow night. Ok?" "Ok Robbie. And thank you. Most guys would just have gone for it." She started tearing up again. "Why do you have to be so fucking nice all the time?" She said this with a combination of a smile and tears. "It's real simple Bri." "Oh?" "It's because I love you baby girl." With that she clung to me and cried. I just held her until she finally tapered off. When I pulled away a little and looked at her face, she was sound asleep. I pulled the sheet up over us and spooned in behind her, my arms wrapped around her. I fell asleep, and for the first time in my life, I slept through the night with a naked and beautiful 12-year-old girl in my arms.