Diane’s Problem

The lithe, long-legged beauty writhed over me, thighs spread wide as
her tight cunt resisted her efforts to get my meaty cock inside her.
Diane gasped and moaned, her small hands clamped onto my forearms in an
almost painful grip. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her teeth bared in an
almost feral grimace as she worked at me, trying to sheath my eight
inch rod in her belly. Her slim hips rolled around the pivot point of
her virgin cunt, the outer lips splayed open around the plum sized head
of my rampantly erect cock, as she literally screwed herself slowly down
on my thick shaft.

She gasped and her sky blue eyes popped open as the head of my cock
finally breached the portals of her tight little pussy, my cockhead
lodging just inside. She bent her head and stared at her wide spread
cuntlips, impaled on my spike, her ass length blond hair cascading past
her shoulders and cloaking us in a shimmering, golden world all our own.

She smiled then, a small, private smile of victory and her hands
loosened their grip. My hands slowly slid up from her narrow hips where
they had been lightly holding her, past an impossibly tiny waist and
onto her swollen softball sized breasts, with their fat, puffy nipples,
like strawberrys perched on a mound of vanilla ice cream. Her eyes
drifted to my face, and her breathing hitched as I gently pinched the
turgidly erect little buds.

The tireless engine of her hips started up again, but slower this time,
screwing herself inch by slow inch, down the rigid shaft, her full lower
lip caught in her teeth. It was, quite possibly, the most erotic thing I
had ever seen, anywhere, in my 25 years, and it just got better as she
straightened up, gathering the thick mop of her hair in her hands and
piling it on her head and holding it there, elbows out to the side,
back arched, her proud titties thrust out as she undulated on my
gradually disappearing cock.

My eyes raked over the ripe little body on display for me, her creamy
white breasts starkly outlined by her summer tan, the rest of her
flawless skin a coffee-and-cream shade of brown, except for the small,
white triangle centered around her lightly furred little pussy, now
widely split by my steel hard cock, half submerged in her hot, wet
cunt.

I did nothing to help her, using all of my will power to just lay
there, resisting the primal urge to thrust my hips upwards and take
her. Her cherry was long gone, lost to gymnastics when she was in the
third grade, and an overly confident attempt at a split on a slippery
floor.

Finally, a few moments later, she was sitting on my hips, my eight
inches fully sheathed in her taut belly, a tiny, triumphant smile
pulling at her full lips, her eyes sparkling down at me.

“See?” she said. “I told you it wasn’t too big.” I smiled back at her
flushed face.

“You were right,” I admitted, looking again at her tight pussy, now
with a full beard of my pubic hair. “I can’t believe you got the whole
thing inside you.”

It was, I thought to myself, a rather remarkable feat. Diane was not a
big girl, standing at around four feet, ten inches tall and weighing in
at about 100 pounds.

She was my next door neighbor’s daughter, and I had known them for
about eleven years, since they moved in. It amazed me that she was
making a play for me, and I had foolishly decided to see how far she
would go.

She was a remarkably beautiful girl, with long, lean but well muscled
and shapely legs, a delightfully round and firm ass, slim hips and a
small waist, and fat little boobs, about the size of softballs. Her
neck was long and slender, her nose straight and small. She had big
blue eyes and full lips, and a brilliant smile, all topped by a lush,
thick mop of blond hair.

She was a seductive little thing as well. Fucking her had not been on
my agenda, but apparently, it had been on hers. She had come over from
next door to hang out with me at my swimming pool, in my privacy fenced
backyard. I had a few beers between bouts of horsyplay in the pool with
her, while she had lemonade. (She didn’t like beer.) Two hours and five
beers later, her tiny bikini and my swim trunks lay at the bottom of the
pool, she had sucked my cock until it was hard and I had eaten her to
what looked like a tremendous orgasm as she sat on the edge of the
pool. And now, despite my misgivings concerning her dimunitive size and
my big dick, she was mounted on me, with my thick eight inch cock
imbedded in her formerly virginal snatch. I was simultainuously bemused
and terrified by my situation.

I didn’t want anyone to know that I was fucking her.

She was fourteen years old.

———————————————————————–

Earlier in the afternoon, after our horsyplay was done and we were
hanging on the side of the pool, she leaned forward and planted an
unexpected kiss right on my lips. She pulled back and looked at me.

I cleared my suddenly tight throat and asked, “Diane, why did you do
that?”

“I have these dreams,” she said quietly, “and they all make me feel
funny in my belly. And you’re in all of them. And its kissing you that
make me feel funny. So…”

“So…” I said, trying to encourage her.

“So,” she said, “I’ve picked you.”

“Picked me for what?”

She blushed and looked at my chest as she answered. “Umm… I want you
to… uhh… I want you to…”

I reached out and tipped her face up to mine. “Come on, sweetie, spit
it out.”

She blushed again, then squared her shoulders and looked right at me.
“I want you to be my first man!”

“You what?” I goggled at her, sure that I had not heard her right.

“I want you,” she pointed at me, “… to be my first man. I want you to
take my cherry!”

Now I was blushing. “Wh… why on Earth are you thinking about that?
You’re only fourteen, for cryin’ out loud!”

“My girlfriend said that what I was feeling was… well, that I’m
horny.” she blurted out. “Horny for you. And she said that the only way
to make it go away was to make love with you.”

“Oh sweetie.” I said, almost strangling, trying to talk through the
lump in my throat. “I’m flattered, honey, but you’re way to young to
be…”

“She said you’d say that.” Diane interrupted. “But I can’t take this
anymore! It’s driving me nuts! She says that this is the only way to
fix it.”

“Sweetie, I can’t! They’d lock me up and throw away the key!”

Her face clouded up and she looked at me sadly. “I’d never tell.”

“Sweetie…”

“I wouldn’t.” she said sadly. “I need to make love to you so I won’t be
horny all the time. If I’m going to lose my virginity, shouldn’t it be
with someone who knows me and loves me, someone who would think of me
rather than just himself, and would make my first time good for me?”

I stared at her with my mouth hanging open as we clung to the side of
my pool, and that’s when she made her second move, swooping in for the
kill, glomming onto my mouth with hers and trying to lick my tonsils. I
unthinkingly kissed her back, and by the time my brain kicked into gear,
she had both of her hands down the front of my bathing suit, playing
with my rapidly hardening cock. And somehow, I found my hands mauling
her precocious tits under the tiny top of her bikini. She took her
hands out of my suit long enough to pull the string that held her top
in place, broke the mind-bending kiss she had started, and lunged out
of the water, climbing up me like I was a ladder and cramming a fat,
erect nipple between my lips.

The little head took over, and my hands slipped down to her tight
little ass, holding her in place as I sucked about half of her plump
little tit into my mouth, sucking and chewing her rapidly hardening
nipple as we submerged into the water. My feet hit bottom and I walked
towards the shallow end until her ass was level with the side of the
pool and sat her there on the edge. Her arms went around my head,
holding my mouth on her breast, and she used her feet to push my
bathing suit down to my knees. I sucked her nipples until they were
hard enough to scratch glass. Her hands left my head long enough to
pull the strings tied at her hips, and there was a tiny splash as her
bottoms hit the water behind me. Then her hands were back on my head,
and she was pushing me down, my lips and tongue carressing her belly,
and then her hot little virgin cunt.

I ate her out with all the skill I could muster, (the little head at
work, again!) as I wanted her to come back for more, and I was afraid
that she wouldn’t. She bucked and writhed her way through what seemed
like a huge orgasm, then pushed me away, saying she was too sensitive
for more. Then she eeled off the wall and submerged right in front of
me.

I damn near jumped out of my skin when her hot little mouth plunged
down over my half hard cock, sucking it deep inside, working it over
like a woman three times her age. She stayed down there for over a
minute, underwater, blowing me until I reached down and pulled her up.
She wrapped her long, lithe legs around my waist, trapping my by now
steel hard cock between our bellies, and kissed me again, grinding her
steaming hot cunt against the underside of my cock.

My hands went to her taut, round ass, cupping a cheek in each hand. She
moaned her approval in my mouth, as two of my fingers found her drooling
little cunt and slid inside. She was furnace hot in there, and very,
very tight. She moaned into my mouth again and her hips started moving,
scrubbing against the bottom of my cock as she bobbed up and down on the
two fingers that were embedded in her pussy.

I turned and found my way blindly out of the pool and over to the
patio, and sat naked on a big, thickly padded lounge chair, kissing my
hot little lover-to-be all the while. Uncounted minutes later, she
stopped kissing me as I finally drew a small orgasm out of her with my
fingers.

She tucked her face into the corner of my jaw as she gasped and moaned
through her orgasm, her hard nippled tits drilling into my chest as she
rode it out. I laid back with my precious bundle sprawled on top of me,
her narrow hips still grinding against my turgidly erect cock.

Her hot breath huffed against my neck as she laid on me, recovering
from her cum. Then she put her hands on my chest and levered herself
upright, still sitting on my cock. She looked at me gravely for a
moment, then pulled off her bathing cap and shook out her long hair,
combing it with her fingers, arms up, elbows out, fat little breasts
thrust out and on display, in the timeless manner of women everywhere.
Neither of us said a word.

She lowered her arms and leaned on my chest again, giving me a
lust-filled, smokey look that should have scared the hell out of me,
and would have, from an older woman. She got to her knees, and my cock,
drenched in her fluids, came up with her. She took it in her tiny little
hand and aimed it at her wet little cunt.

“No.” I croaked.

“Why?”

“You’re too small, I’m too big.”

I’m surprised that my cock didn’t turn around and spit at me. I wanted
this girl. I wanted her to sit on my cock. I wanted to fuck her. I
wanted her more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life. And that’s
why I said no. Because no matter what the little head said, and despite
what I’d already done with her, she was not a woman. She was a
breath-takingly beautiful, sexually precocious, early blooming fourteen
year old girl. And I was unwilling to chance hurting her. My cock was
too thick. Something would tear.

“I’m on the pill.”

I gawked at her.

“Mom had her Doctor put me on it. I wasn’t supposed to hear when he
told her I was mature enough physically to start having sex. He said I
have the body of a sixteen year old. She told me the pills were to help
my body slow down, so I wouldn’t mature too quickly, but they were both
afraid I’d get pregnant, ’cause I get so horny sometimes. I did some
research on the Internet. Its called ‘early onset puberty’ and there’s
no treatment to stop it or slow it down. Some studies say that a
regular lover can help girls like me get through this better. Don’t you
want to help me?”

I gawked at her some more. I was completely floored.

“Let me try, please!” she cried. “You don’t have to do anything, ok?
I’m not gonna do it if it hurts! Let me try! Please!”

“I don’t know…” I said reluctantly.

“You’re still thinking of me as being fourteen! I’m not! The Doctor says
that this,” she clapped a hand over her cunt, “… is sixteen! Lots of
girls have babies when they’re sixteen. And this,” here she grabbed my
cock, “… is big, but it ain’t no baby! Please, you gotta let me try.
Please?”

I thought about it for a moment. She was right. She had just had a
taste of sex and would go looking for it if I didn’t step up to the
plate. And I could help her through the difficulties she would
encounter in the next few years, until her age caught up to her body.
And I wanted her. I really, really wanted to be the guy who taught her
how to make love.

“Ok.” I said. “If you can get it in, we’ll make love, all right? But if
you can’t, or if it hurts you, I’ll know and we stop. Agreed?” She
leaned over and gave me a kiss that scorched my tonsils, then got back
up on her knees.

“Thank you.” she said, a serious look on her face.

“All right. Go ahead. But I’m not going to help. You’re on your own.” I
gave her my patented ‘I Know All’ look. “Just remember, I’ll know if it
hurts.” I warned her.

“Don’t worry,” she replied. “It won’t.” And she started.

———————————————————————–

The lithe, long-legged beauty writhed over me, thighs spread wide as
her tight cunt resisted her efforts to get my thick cock inside. She
gasped and moaned, her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth bared in an almost
feral grimace as she worked at me, trying to sheath my eight inch rod in
her belly. Her slim hips rolled around the pivot point of her virgin
cunt, the outer lips splayed open around the plum sized head of my
rampantly erect cock, as she literally tried to screw herself down on
my thick shaft.

She gasped and her eyes popped open as the head of my cock finally
breeched the portals of her tight little pussy, my cockhead lodging
just inside. She bent her head and stared at her wide spread cuntlips,
impaled on my spike.

She smiled then, a small, private smile of victory. My hands slowly
slid up from her narrow hips, past an impossibly tiny waist and onto
her swollen softball sized breasts, with their fat, puffy nipples. Her
eyes drifted to my face, and her breathing hitched as I gently pinched
the turgidly erect little buds.

The tireless engine of her hips started up again, but slower this time,
screwing herself inch by slow inch, down the rigid shaft, her full lower
lip caught in her teeth. It was, quite possibly, the most erotic thing I
had ever seen, anywhere, in my 25 years, and it just got better as she
straightened up, gathering the thick mop of her hair in her hands and
piling it on her head and holding there, elbows out to the side, back
arched, her proud titties thrust out as she undulated on my gradually
disappearing cock.

My eyes raked over the ripe little body on display for me, her creamy
white breasts starkly outlined by her summer tan, the rest of her
flawless skin a coffee-and-cream shade of brown, except for the small,
white triangle centered around her lightly furred little pussy, now
widely split by my steel hard cock, halfway in her hot, wet cunt.

I did nothing to help her, using all of my will power to just lay
there, resisting the primal urge to thrust my hips upwards and take
her.

Finally, a few moments later, she was sitting on my hips, my eight
inches fully sheathed in her taut belly, a tiny, triumphant smile
pulling at her full lips, her eyes sparkling down at me.

“See?” she said. “I told you it wasn’t too big.” I smiled back at her
flushed face.

“You were right,” I admitted, looking again at her stuffed pussy, now
with a full beard of my pubic hair. “I can’t believe you got the whole
thing inside you.” She leaned over and kissed me, a soft, grateful
kiss, then straightened up again. Her confident smile faded slowly away
as she looked at me. I figured out her problem immediately. “Just keep
doing what you were doing before, sweetie.” I told her.

She looked at me, a little confused. “You mean this?” she asked
hesitantly, and started that incredible swivel action with her hips
again, straightened up, gathered the thick mop of her hair in her hands
and piled it on her head and held it there, elbows out to the side, back
arched, the ripe mounds of her breasts thrust out as she undulated on my
cock, still buried to the hilt in her incredibly tight snatch.

“Oooh, that’s it, baby!” I moaned, drinking in the incredibly sexy
sight of her as she stirred her honeypot with my thick rod. She stepped
up the speed of her hips, and her eyes glazed over as she felt what my
cock was doing to her. I slipped my hands under her ass, feeling the
muscles flexing inside the firm globes as she moved on me. “Keep doing
that,” I gasped, “and start moving up and down on my cock, like this.”
I muscled her 100 pounds into the air, lifting her off my cock until
just the head was inside her, then slowly let her back down on me.
Comprehension suddenly dawned on her face as she caught on to the
basics of ‘Riding the Pony’.

She started pistoning on my thick cock, still holding her pose, her proud
tits just barely quivering as her ass landed on my belly. It was like
having my cock in a velvet meat grinder as her hot, tight cunt moved up
and down on my cock while she did her amazing belly dance.

After just a few moments of that, I couldn’t help myself, I just had to
move. I had to fuck this fantasticly sexy fourteen year old. I lifted my
hips as she was coming down on me, meeting her halfway and letting her
ride me down to the fat, springy cushion of the lounge we were fucking
on. She lost her rhythum for a second, dropped her hands to my chest to
recover her balance, and then she was back into it, galloping full speed
into womanhood, riding my thick, turgidly erect cock.

I snaked a hand between her widespread thighs and found her clit,
gently thumbing it like a doorbell every time her taut little ass
slapped onto my belly and the plum sized head of my cock prodded her
cervix. Seconds later, her hip action got rachety and her timing went
out the window as her first orgasm with a man’s cock pounding into her
belly overtook her.

Her nails dug into my chest and she bit her lip hard enough to draw
blood, then froze on me, my fat prick buried deep in her cunt as she
came. She wailed loudly enough for me to worry about the neighbors
hearing her as she convulsed through her orgasm, her hot, wet cunt
doing wonderful things to my cock. I pulled her head down and smothered
her cries with a kiss as she rode out her first orgasm.

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