A week later, I lay on my bed as before -- naked, freshly bathed, and freaking out. My little Virginia wasn't in dance class on Sunday -- not an unusual occurrence under normal circumstances, but following our intense private lesson last week, I wondered if we'd taken things too fast, too soon. Was it a mere dalliance? Should I have been more decisive with my long-range romantic intentions? Would she even show up for our lesson today?
Before I had time to work myself up into too much of a tizzy, my pulse quickened from something else entirely; a most welcome knock at my bedroom door.
"Come in!" I called, not bothering to get dressed.
Virginia entered wearing a big smile that quickly transformed into a gasp as we took each others' breath away. My heart was used to stopping at the sight of this luscious 5th grader, but this felt way different. As she drank in my brazen nakedness, I ran through my mental catalog of Virginia's past outfits to see if one rivaled the skimpiness of the one before me. Not finding one, I took inventory: her lush, strawberry hair cascading over her almost-bare, freckled shoulders which were partly concealed by the tiny straps of a yellow tank top; virtually non-existent khaki shorts granting full exhibition of her beautifully pale, smooth legs; gloriously barefoot...and she's wearing the anklet I gave her last Wednesday!! I couldn't help thinking that our love making had just a little bit to do with this palpable boost to Virginia's confidence.
"You look amazing..." I said, barely audible.
"So do you," Virginia giggled.
"Missed you on Sunday."
"I know, I'm sorry," said Virginia, glancing away. "I didn't know how to...I mean, I wasn't sure what I would do when I saw you..."
"I know, honey, that's my fault. We should have talked about how to keep our cool in public."
I noticed Virginia casting little glances at my feet.
"We'll talk more today, okay?" I continued. Virginia nodded and smiled. "And forget Sunday...what I meant was...I missed you." I found myself tearing up a little.
"I missed..." Virginia began, as a naughty smirk crept across her face. "...THESE FEET!" And she sprang forth, burying her face in my soles, inhaling deeply.
"Goodness gracious!" I squealed.
Sitting on the hope chest at the foot of my bed, Virginia peppered my feet with little kisses.
"Oh, Virginia, I love you so much." Full-on joyful tears now.
She parted my feet and grinned at me from in between. "I love you too, Giselle."
Virginia slowly dragged her tongue along my arches, and I laid back, sighing serenely.
"They're so soft," she cooed, rubbing her cheek against the ball of my right foot. "How do you keep them so soft?"
"I take really good care of them. I'll give you some tips."
Virginia continued her gentle exploration -- kissing, sniffing, tasting, touching, sucking...
"I had no idea you love my feet so much!"
Virginia let my toes slip from her moist mouth. "I love them TOO much! They're all I think about..." She was blushing big time.
"I'm in heaven!" I exclaimed, laughing incredulously. "Do you know I wake up thinking about your perfect little feet every day?!"
"Really??" Virginia was wide-eyed.
I nodded vigorously, flushed and grinning. "I just knew you were my total soul sister."
Virginia paused in mid-pinky toe suck. "'Sole' sister? Really?"
"See what I did there? Yep! Nailed it..."
Virginia giggled, and turned her lovestruck eyes to my left heel, touching it gingerly with her fingertips. "I've been dreaming about this all week..."
"Oh? Why don't you show me?"
"I thought I was -- oh! You want to watch me play with myself. Haven't stopped doing that all week either..."
"Well, Little Miss Blunt!" I laughed. Amazing how self-possessed she's become in such a short time.
"Scoot back," Virginia commanded.
"Yes, ma'am!" I slid back and put my soles together in a sort of butterfly pose, as Virginia joined me on the bed. She lay back and nestled her head in between my feet. Turning her head to take in a good breath of my sweet aroma, she unbuttoned her shorts, slipped her hand inside, and spread her legs. I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties -- my guess was that she wasn't.
"My darling girl, where did all your inhibitions go?"
"You licked them all away"
"Mmm..." I lounged on my pillows, recalling the sublime feeling of Virginia sitting on my face a week ago.
Virginia nuzzled and sniffed my feet while her fingers drew languorous circles under her tight shorts. I loved how she was simultaneously impetuous and leisurely.
My right foot involuntarily reciprocated Virginia's caresses to her luminous face. "Oh, Giselle...I love that..." she purred.
I made the movement of my feet more intentional, wriggling my toes along her cheeks and chin with one foot, and stroking her hair with the other.
Virginia squirmed and started massaging her pussy a little faster. I could see her adorable little nipples stiffen and become erect under her too-thin tank top.
Virginia's mouth fell open with a contented sigh, and I teasingly brushed my toes over her lips and dipped them in and out of her lusty mouth. She flung her free hand behind her and I leaned forward to saturate her fingers with my tongue. Upon receiving maximum moisture, she immediately shoved her hand down the back of her shorts and anointed her scrumptious butthole with my saliva.
"Naughty girl!" I screamed with delight, and planted both of my feet right on top of Virginia's wicked little face.
"Oh, fuck yes!" gasped Virginia, accelerating her assault on her intimate nether regions. Her frenzied clitoral stimulation initiated a husky, sustained moan from deep inside Virginia's core, and her anal expedition -- wait just a damn minute...is she finger-fucking her own asshole??? Hard to tell from my viewpoint, but that did not look like mere rubbing anymore. I have GOT to get in on that awesomeness sometime...
Virginia's moan grew in pitch and volume until she finally erupted, her whole body flopping around for at least two solid minutes. I only served to prolong her orgasm further by running my feet all up and down her body, trying to keep up with her blissful convulsions.
Her jerks and quakes subsided, and my girl lay there in utter wide-eyed shock as she caught her breath.
"That was absurd!" she cried out.
I laughed, and stroked her sides with my feet. "How wonderful to have such intense orgasms at such a young age. Thank you for sharing them with me."
Realizing she still had both hands in the cookie jar, she withdrew her right hand from her tender vagina...and preceded to lick the juices from her fingers!!
"Whoa, sexy much? ...hey, save some for me!" I lifted Virginia by her underarms, flipped her over and dove my tongue into her hungry mouth. She settled her full weight on top of me, and we kissed open-mouthed for the longest time. The taste of her salty-sweet vaginal goodness on her tongue drove me crazy.
"Mmm, that's better," I said, swallowing down my savory snack.
"Sorry to be such a greedy slut," Virginia smirked. "I just really like how I taste."
"God, that's fucking hot! You're so..." My face felt like one big grin, feverish with exhilaration, and then I choked back an unexpected sob.
Virginia looked surprised. "What?"
"I'm so proud of you! You're so...free."
Virginia smiled. "I feel so safe with you. It frees me."
I stared at Virginia's beaming face. "I want to kiss every freckle on your body."
"That'll take forever," Virginia snorted.
"Fine with me."
Virginia kissed me sweetly and then lay her head on my chest. I smoothed her hair against her head and back.
"I'm sorry we didn't have time for any pillow talk last week."
"What pillows?" Virginia chuckled. "We fucked on the floor."
I lightly spanked Virginia's bottom. "Such a romantic, this one! I just -- there's a lot that lovers can communicate non-verbally, but talking is important too. Especially since we're just getting started."
"I know, I'm just teasing. So...you really wake up thinking about my feet??"
"Every...single...day. Yes. It was love at first sight."
Virginia blushed and buried her face in my bosom.
Then I asked, "If you love my feet so much, why didn't you play with them last week?"
"I didn't want you thinking I was a freak."
"You are a freak! But you're my kind of freak!"
"Gee, thanks!" Virginia snickered, embarrassed.
I held her closer and looked her square in the eye. "You know you can share anything with me, right?"
"Yes. Everything."
I kissed her, delicately at first, then more firmly, finally sliding the tip of my tongue between her lips, causing her to swoon.
"What was your favorite thing we did last week?" I asked.
"Last week? Whoa...how can I choose? We did so much -- I mean, everything --"
"Well, just pick something --"
"Tounging your asshole," Virginia interrupted.
I was momentarily taken aback. "Wait...what?"
"Tounging your asshole," Virginia repeated, definitively. "Best thing I've ever done. Why, what was your favorite?"
"Well, I was going to say when you were tounging my asshole but now that's completely selfish of me!"
"But, see? That just shows how in sync we are! We both have the same favorite thing..."
"That's a lovely way of calling me a selfish bitch, thank you."
Virginia laughed.
"Why was that your favorite?" I asked, finally.
"Because when you did that to me, it was so unexpected...and terrifying...and breathtaking. So, I figured -- see, I know you're a genius and everything, but I knew you didn't just make that up on the spot -- I knew that must be something that you really like and I wanted to make you happy, so...I licked your butthole. And as it turns out...you LOVE that. Like...A LOT. So, I'm the girl who's gonna stick her tongue in your butthole, forever and ever."
"Wow...how did I ever get so lucky?"
"It's not luck. You deserve it. You know, I'm surprised that your favorite thing wasn't when I had my arm halfway up your cooch."
"Damn, girl, I thought I had a filthy mouth! That was incredible, no doubt. Absolutely unreal. Definitely want to do something like that again. I have some ideas...we'll talk..."
Virginia laughed.
"But," I continued. "Your tongue is...angelic. I feel blessed every time you taste me. I know it sounds ridiculous, but it feels like..."
"...worship?"
"Yes...exactly!"
"I feel the same way. My tongue was made to taste you. And hey...you're not selfish at all! Your favorite thing is my insanely talented tongue! That's a great compliment to me."
Virginia placed her open mouth over mine and swirled her divine tongue around. I marveled at the weight of this tiny girl on top of me; so light and yet abundant with carnal desires and the most durable promises of love.
Virginia pulled away from our kiss, looking pensive.
"I wonder...if it's possible to come just from anal pleasure?"
"I don't know, let's find out!" I said, impulsively tossing Virginia upside-down and yanking her into a shoulder stand position.
"Hey, I meant you! It's your turn!!"
"Nonsense. It's all your turn tonight." I said, whipping off her shorts. I stared, enthralled by her deliciously bare bottom. She totally wasn't wearing any panties. "Good girl," I whispered, before diving in to lick the daylights out of her sassy little butthole...
(To be continued...)