Date: Thu, 17 Mar 2022 22:57:22 +0000 From: Ham Smith Subject: The Beauty of Chi (Bisexual Adult Youth) Hello. I'm new to Nifty, and I'm not entirely sure of all the rules, but it seems like a great community. I'm modeling this intro on other people's. Just a disclaimer, this story involves sexual contact between an adult and a minor. Do not read if it makes you uncomfortable. Consider a donation to nifty.org. It seems like a great platform and I hope to become part of it. The Beauty of Chi: Part One By Ham Smith Ever since I started puberty, I always wanted a daughter. I used to envy the men I saw, walking around with their little girls, smiling at them, proud of the beautiful bodies they had helped make. This incited a sexual crisis throughout my teen years as I tried my hardest to like women--I even had my share of unfulfilling, perfunctory relationships with girls my age. But I always went home and jacked off to gay porn. I just couldn't bring myself to be interested in my girlfriends sexually or emotionally. But by the time I turned 18, I had come to terms with myself. I cried to my girlfriend, telling her I didn't lover her--I couldn't love her. I couldn't sleep with her. She was hurt, and she never spoke to me again. For a few months, I fell into a bout of depression. She spread the news to everyone in town. All my past girlfriends hated me, and the crones at the store turned their noses up at me, only coming to my register if there was absolutely no other cashier available. But then, Chi came along. Her parents were just out of a messy divorce, and they had nowhere else to stay except our place. Sylvia, Chi's mother, was my aunt, making Chi my cousin. In the absence of a father figure, I was determined to to be as paternal to her as I could, and my mother and Aunt Sylvia were relieved about this. Chi was a naturally solitary girl, and, it being summer, they were worried she would be lonely without other children to interact with. I finally had a little girl to take care of, and she became very fond of me--my only friend in a lonely world. The ice cream parlor became our weekly tradition. The other patrons muttered amongst one another as we laughed and giggled and got all sticky with the melting ice cream, but I couldn't care less. I felt happy with Chi. I felt like I could always be myself with her. It didn't matter that she was a little girl who was barely half my age--she understood me better than any of them. I grew to love her. The boy at the ice cream counter was the only one who never seemed to view me with disdain. After a few times, he began talking to me as he served us our ice cream. "You're really good with her." He beamed. "Thanks," I replied. "I try my best. Not many people want to spend time with me any more." "I like a guy who's good with kids." I was flustered. A guy had never flirted with me before. He chuckled when he saw my cheeks flush. "Let me give you my number," he said. I gave him my phone, and he added himself to my contacts. Joshua Miller. Chi really did work wonders. Nights were especially fun for me. I worked the 10 - 6 shift at Zimmermann's Grocery, and the rest of the house usually fell asleep at around 11. This gave me two hours a night to myself before I went to bed at 1 am. I used to fantasize about boys, but ever since Chi came around, I couldn't get her out of my head. She had a beautiful body for a nine-year-old: About 4'4" with long, brown hair and brown eyes. She had an athletic body from playing softball back home, and I could feel the muscle every time I hugged her. The night I got Joshua's number, I lay naked in bed, my seven inch cock throbbing. I thought of Chi, sleeping down the hall. I thought about visiting her at night, shaking her gently to wake her up, bottle of lube in my other hand. Her sleepy eyes would look up at me, confused as to why her eighteen-year-old cousin came to visit her in the middle of the night. "Hey, Chi," I would say. "Hi," she would reply sleepily. I would climb into bed next to her and hold her in my arms, feeling the curves of her athletic body, my cock throbbing in anticipation of what would happen next. She would lie there, sleepy and confused, and I would hold her and kiss her a few times. "Why are you kissing me?" "Because I love you." "You love me?" "Yes, Chi." "I love you too. Do people who love each other usually kiss each other?" "Yes, Chi." I would tenderly grab her face and kiss her sweet lips, sticking my tongue in her mouth, running my hand up and down the front of her body. "Your tongue is in my mouth!" She would pull away, surprised. No one had ever done this to her before. "That means I love you," I'd say and stick it in again, moving it all around her pretty mouth. "You can move your tongue around, too, Chi." She would try, but her nine-year-old tongue would just awkwardly move around. And that would turn me on even more. My cock would throb so much, and I would snake my hand down to her tiny pussy and rub it. "Hey!" she would giggle. "You can't touch me there!" "It's okay, Chi," I would say. "That just means I love you even more." I would pull up her shirt, pull down her pajama pants and panties, and hover over her little body, admiring her flat chest and athletic frame in the half-darkness. Then, I'd pull off my shirt and pull down my own pants and underwear, letting my pulsing erection bob up and down in front of her, wetting her pussy with my precum. Her eyes would glitter in the moonlight. She had never seen a dick before; everything was so new to her. "You see that, Chi?" I would ask as I pump my cock. She would nod, her curiosity piqued, eager to see what I would do next. "You want to taste it?" "Taste it?" Her face would scrunch up in confusion. "Yes, Chi," I would moan. "You can lick it like our ice cream." She would sit up Indian style, her long brown hair covering her face, tickling her nipples. She would grab it, jerk it off a few times like she saw me do, and lick it, from the base to the head. I would run my fingers through her hair, instruct her to stick it in her mouth. "Suck it like a lollipop." And she would follow my instructions like a good girl, sucking my cock better than any of my old girlfriends could, eyes wide as dinner plates, looking up at me, her teacher, as I moan and move her head back and forth. I would stick my cock in as far as it would go, to the back of her mouth, to the opening of her little throat. She would gag and spit my cock out, wet with her saliva, her mouth dripping with a mix of our fluids. "You're so good at this, Chi," I would whisper. "Such a good girl." She would smile, proud of the good she had done, and I would reach over and grab the bottle of lube. "You know what else I can do with it?" I would ask. "No." I would slather my cock in the lube, jerking it off. "Lay down." And she would lay down, and I'd stick my cock slowly up her pussy, moaning. I would stick it in as far as it would go, thrusting in and out. My cock would barely fit in the tightness of her cunt, and the pressure would feel amazing. I would thrust into her, making her moan in pleasure. I would run my hand up and down her beautiful body, tickling her nipples and caressing her skinny thighs. I would smile at her, tell her how beautiful she looked, how good she was at taking my cock. "It's called making love," I'd say. "We're making love." I would lose myself in her body, thrusting into her, until I couldn't bear it any more. My breaths would become more rapid, shallower, and I would start to sweat. Her moans would galvanize me, making my cock more sensitive. I would feel the orgasm building up in my cock, ready to fill her. "Fuck..." I would groan. I would grab her waist and push into her harder, making her groan louder. I would keep thrusting into her until I couldn't any more, and my cum shoots up her pussy, spilling out of her tiny hole, and I would finally pull out, pumping my cock a few more times and rubbing the wetness over her pussy. "Such a good girl, Chi," I would say before I ate my cum out of her pussy. I thought about this, moaning in bed as I stroked my cock. She was so close. I could walk down the hall and make love with her right now, teach her how to have even more fun with me. I shot loads of cum that landed on my abdomen, soaking my stomach and making it sticky and shiny. The cum on my stomach shined like how I imagined Chi's eyes would in the moonlight. I cleaned up, put my clothes back on, and walked out of my room to take a quick piss before bed. But the bathroom light was on, and the door was wide open. Chi sat on the toilet, having just wiped her little cunt clean. She noticed me standing in the doorway. She said my name as if it were a question. Silently, I approached her. She stood up, pants around her ankles, and I pulled her close, giving her a hug. I pushed my bulge into her chest and groped her ass. "I love you, Chi," I said.