I’m twenty two. Pretty ‘regular’ so to speak. Not a knockout, not a beauty. I have a page boy hair cut and hide my rather plain face behind my mouse brown hair. I have a smallish thirty four B chest. My most striking attribute is my height. I’m five foot eleven, an Amazon. I suppose I could use that to my advantage but really, I don’t like the attention... Not from men anyway. I’m a lesbian and I’ve known it since I was... Well for as far back as I can remember. It gives my mother fits. Wow, if she only knew the whole truth.

I think my sexuality makes my father uncomfortable. Not because I’m gay but because it’s a turn on for him. And not just lesbians but me. He never tried anything with me but I have always suspected that he and I share a lot more than hair color and being tall. I like little girls. And I don’t mean petite. I notice them around eight or nine and begin not noticing so much at thirteen. I was ten when my father began getting uncomfortable around me. So that's when I think he became attracted to me. I only mention it because well maybe like being gay it’s genetic, liking children that is.

But the force is strong in my family. My father has it, I have it and my sister... I’ve begun to think she is gay just like me. Oh. Did I forget to mention that I’m kind of a nerd?

Anyway enough about my family. You’re actually wondering about my story, what did I do that’s worth writing about? Well after graduating from college, computer science of course, I moved back home. I still needed more classes to really get anywhere in the field, but I had a Bachelors and that would at least get my foot in the door. This was a hard won degree. I’d taken on extra classes, summer courses... I’d reached the edge of burn out but I made it through. I just don’t want to spend the rest of my life in school.

I was living with my folks and my little sister. Very little she’d only just turned ten. Katie, or as we all called her Kat... Actually I didn’t call her Kat, I called her Kitty or Kitten.

I mentioned before about my Dad and when I was ten. Well he’d taken on that same discomfort with Kitty. Me... Well I’ll admit it, I was hot for her. Kitty was also starting to ask me lots of questions about being gay. How I knew, when I knew, what it was like. We were close. Had always been. I was the default baby sitter, and well I had nothing else going. I didn’t date, had few friends, and spent most of my time watching Anime or tapping away at the computer.

We were best friends, Kitty and me. I talked about her like she was my own daughter sometimes. I often forgot she wasn’t. I don’t really know how to describe how much I love her.

That was the foundation I suppose for what was to come. I had decided to take the summer off and be irresponsible. I wanted to play, do as I pleased, and basically have one last summer before beginning the rest of my life. Kitty and I were spending countless hours together. I took her everywhere she wanted to go. I had missed her. Even though I’d gone to school here in town, I had not had much time for anything but studying. I was trying to make up for some lost time.

We were at a pool a few blocks from the house when it first dawned on me how attractive she was. Everywhere I was plain she was not. She was a beautiful blonde girl with long curly hair and pretty green eyes. She was also clearly destine to be tall. Standing at four foot eleven now.

She was wearing her one piece swim suite. I had picked it for her, and she was not happy with it, she wanted a bikini like big sis, but it wasn’t happening. She was mine and I didn’t want all those eyes on her.

I was watching her little bottom as she pulled herself out of the pool and jumped back into the water. I was actually watching her little everything. She pulled herself out of the water again and turned to smile at me and wave. I felt a tingle in my belly as I realized I could clearly see the outline of her vulva through her suite.

That was when things turned for me. If she was gay I wanted to be her first girlfriend. If not well, I’m not at all the type to force any one in to anything. More so some one I loved as much as her. I just wanted to be her first lover, and I found myself beginning to formulate a plan as to how to win her.

Eventually the time came to head back to the house and I collected my little sister. We went home to find that Mom and Dad had gone out. This was nothing new. They loved each other dearly, and loved doing... Well, doing anything it didn’t really matter to them as long as they were together. I loved that about my parents.

I made a dinner with Kitty’s help and we sat at the dinning table to eat. I tried not to stare at her, but this new desire I felt for her was making that difficult.

“What?” She asked, seeing me sneaking peeks at her.

“Oh nothing.” I answered. She furrowed her brow. “I was just thinking how pretty you are.” Kitty smiled and blushed slightly. I know she looked up to me and a compliment from me meant a lot.

“Really?” She asked.

“Really.” I set my fork down. “Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked. I really didn’t know. I felt bad for letting so much distance grow between us.

“Noooo.” She said. “Don’t be silly.” She giggled.

“No boys in your class that like you?”

“Lots but I don’t like them.” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “I like Chrissa.” She swallowed hard and looked at me, unsure. I found it cute, she knew I was gay but was still a little embarrassed.

“Is she pretty?” I asked trying to sound matter of fact. I was really excited though. I had always hoped she’d turn out gay. Kitty nodded her head.

“I think she likes boys though.” She looked a little sad, but tried to smile.

“I’m sorry angel.” I tried to sound reassuring. “I still love you.” Kitty shrugged her shoulders and tilted her head to the side, looking bashful.

I wish I could say that I was thinking only of how much I loved her, how close we had been and even were now when we were together. I wish it wasn’t selfish but looking at her, thinking of her little body in that swim suite, I was getting wet. I wanted her. I felt like a dirty old... Well, man staring at a little girl and fantasizing about her.

I think that was what snapped my out of my dream world and allowed me to finish eating. After dinner we went in to the living room to watch television. I switched through the channels and we finally agreed on the Sci Fi channel. I was going to make my first move for her. I was trying to work up the nerve... Find a way to open the conversation. There was just no delicate way to go about it. At least not one I could come up with. “Are you really gay?” I asked her. Kitty looked up at me for several seconds, a bit confused, before nodding her head.

“Of course silly.” She said, sounding a bit annoyed. “Just like you.”

This was already not going well. Kitty turned her attention back to the television, but she moved closer to me and put her head against my arm. I adjusted on the couch until I had my arm around her. My hand rested on her hip and I felt confident that I could reach her bottom.

How do you seduce some one? Especially a child... Seduce... Hmm that word always has such negative connotations but what other word is there? How do you encourage some one towards something more intimate? You see what I’m saying I guess, there is no nice way of saying it. I was going to try to gently encourage her in to my bed?

I started slow, rubbing her hip and letting my fingers move over her firm buttocks. She sighed absently and snuggled closer. I looked down and could see that she was smiling. Kitty glanced up at me and her smile broadened. That gave me the courage to continue.

I let my hand wrap around her bottom. I was pushing my fingers close to her sex. I doubted she could feel it through her jeans though. Kitty always slept in one of Dad’s shirts and just her panties. That in mind I thought that things might be a little easier if I got her to get ready for bed. “Don’t you want to put on your PeeJays?” I asked her.

“At the commercial.” She whined, thinking I was giving her an order. I hugged her to me and kissed her on the head.

“Okay Kitten.”

As promised Kitty hopped up at the commercial and went to her room to change. Before Stargate came back on she shuffled down the hall and back to the couch, laying her full weight against me as she flopped down. Maybe she knew what she was doing to me, maybe not. I don’t know and will probably never have the courage to ask. Either way, I was feeling the heat. The fire was in me, the yearning to touch her, to kiss her, to give myself to her fully.

As gently as I could, trying to hold back my excitement I slid my arm around her and down her arm until my hand was resting on her bottom. She nuzzled against me, keeping her attention on the television.

My fingers slipped over her bottom, curling around her butt cheek. I could feel the warmth of her sex rising up to tempt my fingers.

Kitty made a single, short, sharp inhale when my fingers brushed over her vulva. She looked up at me a bit confused, not sure if I’d meant to do it and if I had, why?

“I’m sorry, did I scare you?” I asked. I am sure my expression showed how worried I was. How afraid I was that she would tell me not to touch her again. I was afraid, very afraid, but kept rubbing her bottom, letting my fingers come close to her warming sex, hoping it would encourage her to let me continue.

“A little bit.” She said sounding a bit distant. She snuggled close to me. “Did you mean to touch me like that?” She asked.

“Uh huh.” I practically whispered, nodding my head.

“We’ll get in trouble.” She said quietly. “Mom said no one can touch me there.”

I swallowed hard. I knew what I was going to say but it hurt me asking her to lie. “Well we wouldn’t tell here anything like this.” I said. I moved my hand up her side, wrapping around to her flat little tummy. “Do you want me to stop sweetie?”

Kitty shrugged her shoulders. She sat quietly for several seconds and I was about to give up when she sighed and took my hand, pushing it back down to her bottom. “Promise you won’t tell?” She asked, looking scared.

“Cross my heart baby girl.” I said.

I had permission now, how much permission I didn’t know but at least my fingers brushing over her sex was okay. I wanted to see how far she’d be willing to go. I pushed my hand over her bottom and slid my fingers over her panties touching her soft sex more bravely now. I did it again and she slid down slightly, pushing herself toward my fingers.

It was hard getting my hand around her bottom, a tough angle and I wanted to feel her skin under my finger tips. Gently, I coaxed her to stretch out on the couch and I slid in behind her, spooning her, pulling her close.

I ran my hand along her little body, over her belly. Timidly I pushed my hand up under her shirt and over her baby soft skin. God she was soft. I’ve been with a few girls here and there. College is great for lesbians if you don’t want any kind of commitment. Lots of young girls looking to try new things. I met a few at an all ages club near campus and we’d end up back in my dorm annoying my roommate. None of those girls though felt like Kitty. She was softer, warmer, I don’t know. Just in every way better than they were.

She sighed softly, encouraging me. I let my hands move over her little nipples. Feeling the soft places on her chest, the sleeping breasts, sent a wave of heat through me. Nothing, no single experience I’d ever had excited me as much as the feeling of her immature chest. I moaned softly, pushing my body against her. “You feel really good Kitten.” I whispered from behind her. She shuddered, feeling my breath on her ear and neck.

I worked my courage up. Finally I found the strength to push my fingers under the waist band of her panties. She tilted her hip back, as if presenting herself to me. Slowly I moved my hand down until my fingers curled down between her legs and over her soft, smooth sex.

I’ve been with a few girls that shaved. This was different though. I could feel her soft skin, but the baby fine hairs on her vulva made it feel like velvet. Warm velvet. I heard her swallow hard. Her breath had quickened. I looked down at her to see she was staring at the screen blankly, as absorbed as I was in what we were doing.

“Do you like this?” I asked.

She rolled on to her back and looked up at me with wide eyes. She nodded her head slowly, looking nervous, and quite bashful. Oh, she was just so cute with that expression on her face that I had to kiss her. I leaned down and pressed my lips gently against hers. I parted them slightly and slid my tongue into her mouth. I felt her pull back slightly and I was about to break the kiss when she relaxed. I touched her tongue with mine, nibbled her bottom lip and sat back.

“That's how you kiss girls isn’t it?” She asked.

“Yes, that’s how I kiss girls.”

“I think I like it.” She said, blushing. “I could feel the thing in your tongue.”

“My tongue ring?” I said sticking my tongue out at her. She laughed and nodded her head.

“I never kissed any one like that before.” She averted her eyes shortly, and looked back up at me.

“Well yours is by far the best kiss I’ve ever had.” It was true. It was her but not her. I was kissing a little girl, and even better, my darling little sister, a girl I loved more than life itself. Feeling how small she was under me, her little lips and small tongue. It was... Beautiful.

I felt more confident now. I pressed my finger against her slit and pulled my finger up, rubbing her clit as I did. Kitty inhaled deeply, her eyes widening as she stared up at me.

She started giggling and blushing. She covered her face with her hands and turned her head away from me.

“What’s wrong baby girl?” I asked her, pulling her hands from her face.

“It felt good.” She said in a small voice.

“It was suppose to sweetheart.” I said, rubbing her shoulder and trying to make her feel less embarrassed.

“I know.”

“Then why are you embarrassed sweetie?”

“Cause...” She whined. “I think I want you to do it again.” She giggle and blushed fiercely.

It was adorable, seeing her like this. I could have just eaten her up. I loved her so much at that moment that it nearly brought a tear to my eye. I slid my hand back down between her legs, feeling more brave now. I pushed my finger between her folds and against her opening. Her legs tensed and her eyes fluttered closed.

Lubricated with her wetness I slid my finger up and around her clit, rubbing the magic button that brought sighs from her lips.

Little beads of sweat formed on her head as she rocked her hips in time with my fingers. I leaned down and kissed her forehead, her nose. She was biting her lip and scrunching her little eyes closed. She looked every bit the child laying there and in my life I don’t think anything I’d ever seen moved me as much. Looking down at my darling little sister impassioned under my touch touched me in a way that I didn’t know was possible.

My little Kitten started to whimper. She opened her eyes wide and drew a deep, almost surprised breath. She tightened her legs around my arm and pushed her sex toward my hand.

I pushed on her little clit, rubbing more slowly, with more pressure. I drew out her climax for as long as I could before she collapsed on the couch breathing heavily, blushing. She pushed hair out of her face and just stared up at me. I could tell she wanted to say something, maybe ask me what she had experienced, but she couldn’t.

“Feels neat doesn’t it?” I finally asked her. She nodded her head silently. Her eyes were glassy and she was just staring blankly into the shadows. I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. I was trying to gently bring her back to me. “I love you little angel.” I whispered to her.

Kitty smiled and wrapped her arms around me. She kissed my cheeks, giggling. “I want to do that some more.” She said. She pulled back from me and got thoughtful for a moment. “Do you want me to do that to you?” She asked.

“Do you want to sweetie?” I wanted her to. I can’t tell you how much. The thought of those tiny little hands on my body was driving me crazy. I was charged up, god I was wet.

Kitty looked away for several moments. Finally, bashfully, she nodded her head, immediately covering her face with her hands. I must have let out a sigh of relief. When this had started it had not occurred to me whether or not she would do anything to me. I had only been thinking of touching her, feeling her, bringing her to orgasm. Funny as this sounds, it has just slipped my mind that I would be getting all worked up too.

“What do I do?” Her little voice recaptured my wandering attention. I smiled and took her hand in mine, kissing her fingers.

“Well angel, I like to be touched the way I touched you.” I started her slowly, I wanted to give her time to change her mind. I slid her hand under my shirt and up to my breasts. Being that I had small breasts I rarely wore a bra and tonight was no different. Kitty’s hand moving over my breasts quickened my breath. I felt a new charge of electricity race through me every time her hand moved over one of my nipples. My eyes closed involuntarily and I lost myself in her touch.

“Hey.” She whispered, leaning close to me. “Can umm... Can I touch you... You knoooow, down there now?”

I opened my eyes and smiled at her, nodding my head. She waited for me to take her hand, to guide her, encourage her. I slid her hand down my body. Every inch of the way her touch was... Oh, it was just making me hot. I don’t know how to tell you what I felt when her fingers slipped under the waist band of my panties. I felt ashamed and naughty. A part of me was afraid I was taking advantage of my little sister. But it excited me too. So much so that I felt the sweat on my forehead.

Kitty’s fingers moved through my trimmed pubic hair and over my mound where I folder her fingers down on my wet and aching sex. A little girl’s hand, her small fingers fumbling with my clit sent waves of a pleasure I’d never known before washing over me.

Slowly I helped her push her fingers in to me. I closed my eyes and laid my head on her chest, listening to her breathing. She had no experience, she had probably never even masturbated. She knew nothing about what it took to bring a woman to orgasm but somehow just having her small body next ot mine, feeling my little sister touching me in such a forbidden way, it was enough to drive me.

I helped her to rub her wet fingers over my clit, increasing the pressure and the speed until I was wracked with an orgasm unlike any other I had ever felt. I don’t know if it was the incest, the naughty nature of what we were doing, of it was that she was a child, young and innocent, but the experience was, for lack of a better term... Moving.

Recovering I laid down next to my Kitten and kissed her head. She pulled her hand out of my pants and stared at her fingers for several seconds. “They’re all slimy.” She said, wrinkling her nose.

I laughed and pulled her close, kissing her cheek before I grabbed her hand and lapped my juices from her little fingers. She giggled wildly as I did it.

“Groooosss!” She said around her laughter.

“It’s not gross sweetie.” I said, leaning down and kissing her. I wanted her to taste me, to know that it was wonderful.

As we parted she smiled up at me. “It’s not so bad.” She said quietly. “Is that what I taste like too?”

“We all taste a little different.” I told her, kissing her lips lightly before laying back down and pulling her close to doze and enjoy the afterglow.