Date: Fri, 1 Nov 2013 09:42:48 +1100 From: Paul Hart Subject: Thank Heaven for Little....Part 1 Thank Heaven for Little...Part 1 Her parents were upwardly mobile, decidedly so and obviously leisure took a back seat where they were concerned, they were fond of her, oh yes but could they invest the time that she needed? I doubt they'd even thought about it but the answer would likely have been a wistful and reluctant 'no'. So there was a lonely 10 year old next door, I didn't know about it until the missile hit the wall of the house...it seemed to be one of those things you fill with water and then pump up the air pressure within..on release it is quite effective. So, I concealed myself and waited...she certainly took her time, this one was cautious and probably apprehensive..but there had been no damage. So, when a bush near my fence rustled I waited expectantly...what emerged was a slender waif beneath a mop of ginger hair, I saw the hair first. Standing up, she looked around and then seeing the toy, scampered for it in a wild dash, she saw me too late. That's the trouble with red heads, when they blush they do an excellent job of it. Seeing her consternation I called out "It's OK, I'm not cross and you didn't hit anything, nothing's been broken so, who are you? I'm Colin and I live here by the way". She paused indecisive then announced "Well I'm Sarah and I live next door to you - sure you aren't cross?" I assured her I wasn't then offered "Just to show you...how about you have something to eat and maybe a snack...but best to tell your parents first?" The reply was prompt "Can't, they aren't at home...they're working all weekend - again". Hmmm, that was difficult, then she resumed "So I'll say 'yes please' but only if you're really, really sure you aren't cross?" I nodded "Not cross, not cross, promise, promise!" and with that she followed me in. We were seated comfortably and her information came out in fits and starts, she was nearly 11 years old, had lots and lots of toys - and a boyfriend, after a pause she confided his name was Eric, he didn't come round often though, he was nearly 12! I looked at little Sarah seated there so demurely...by the sounds of it she'd be a rather lonely girl obliged to fall back on her own resources. I'd begun to notice other things too, long slim coltish legs, the beginnings of a waist and an impish smile, she'd be turning heads pretty soon. Anyway we chatted away and she slowly grew more confident...one remark I picked up on was 'Eric and I have games we play...well they're secret really but then, he's coming round tomorrow, Sunday...how would you like to meet him?" I didn't need to think twice, of course I'd love to meet him! Eventually my little visitor skipped off, happy in the knowledge that she now had a friendly house next door...my eyes followed her lithe figure until she vanished in the bushes. Eric arrived and announced that his Mum and Dad worked weekends too and sometimes, they would leave him to keep Sarah company, he was studying me closely then he casually imparted "We have invented our own special games...but they are secret, aren't they Sarah?" She cocked her head as if sizing me up before answering "Well, we'll just have to see, maybe we can tell, maybe not...depends". I was looking at Eric and bemoaning the fact that he would be only a casual visitor...you know how certain boys have those lovely buttocks, you want to get your hands on them and just keep fondling? Eric had lovely little globes and I couldn't help but stare...and he noticed...his blush when it appeared was nothing like Sarah's but it told me something, young Eric might not actually be that innocent and I kept on eyeing him, gradually the blush faded to be replaced by a look of hesitancy, uncertainty...I sensed that he'd be erect and sure enough there was the little bulge. This boy enjoyed being eyed-off. Sarah seemed oblivious of the silent exchange and I let the tension mount, it was Eric who broke the silence "Think we can show him what we do then....yes, if he wants we can let him play too I suppose..." Sarah demurred "But, but what if he tells our parents..." Eric came back with "But my thingy is all stiff Sarah, he's been looking at me sort of and...watch!" Eric stood in front of me and lowered his pants, he was beautiful with proud little penis pointing at the sky. All I could say was "Wow, I think I'm going to enjoy your games...come here will you Eric?" I positioned Eric so he was between my legs and facing away from me, reaching in front of him I grasped his penis in two fingers and began to masturbate the boy, as I did so I called to Sarah "Here sweetie, do you do it like this to him? Boys like this you know, don't they Eric?" Eric simpered and his grin said it all, Sarah watched fascinated. I'd been masturbating him with one hand while the other roamed free over his body, oh what a lovely feel he was, there's nothing like a young boy, satin skin and soft firm curves and those buttocks, they were right there in front of me...now for the finger, at first I sought his rim then traced little patterns around it, Eric stiffened at once then arched his back, he arched it still further as I slipped my finger in and up...just a little way until he got used to it. Nothing can beat the experience of having finger off a pretty boy as you are masturbating him...Eric was enjoying it, oh yes, those hips of his began to jerk and thrust while Sarah - she watched wide-eyed. I was careful to restrict the extent of his penetration, for one thing I had no lubricant with me and new that a boy can quickly go off anal sex if roughly used, Eric on the other hand would keep, oh yes, no question that eventually I would be fucking him but those ripe buttocks would remain a joy to be anticipated, I had to concentrate on making him feel as randy as possible during this session and here a finger against his prostate helped "What, what....was that...terrific, and I'm all tingly in front, starting to tingle...lovely feeling...Sarah...I'm so glad we let him....play with us...and now I can do it to myself...can you see Sarah....here, can she have a go? Please?" Sarah hesitated but I encouraged her "Here Sarah, hold him there, just like this and move your fingers up and down there and now, see the shiny bit, there on top? Well you can use your thumb to stroke it, yes, that's it...how's she doing Eric?" I watched as the little girl set about masturbating the boy, she frowned with the concentration and Eric's answer was "Feels good Sarah...really nice...wish we'd found out about this before...oh Sarah, that IS lovely and I'm starting to feel all tingly again" Sarah said nothing but looked me in the eye, then smiled "I've heard what girls sometimes do for boys you know, they talk at school so watch me!" So saying the mop of flame coloured hair bent and from Eric there came a gasp, her lips had enfolded his penis, she was clumsy for sure but the effect on Eric was terminal, helplessly he gave way to orgasm, most likely his first..and as he shuddered, I stroked his prostate once more...that was it, the boy went wild then with wobbly legs he grasped my thighs for support. Eric was still shaking and amazed...Sarah looked smug and as for me, I was quietly elated for I knew that in the space of one afternoon I'd ensured that soon, in the course of one of those infrequent visits of his, I'd be thrusting between those luscious little buttocks while he squirmed in ecstasy beneath me....for Eric was a natural. As for Sarah, deliciously uninhibited Sarah, I knew that soon she'd appear from that hedge and that next time, I'd have her skirt up and panties down and I wouldn't hurry, there'd be hours of delight ahead of us before...that delicious moment of penetration...I caught her eye...and knew she'd guessed what I was thinking...there it was that rich crimson blush again...oh yes, she knew...and would she be back? The two of them tarried a while longer and I gave them something to eat....and once they'd left, I had my pants down and began a frenzied session and when I came, in my mind's eye it could have been Eric or Sarah before me...what a choice!