Chapter 3

Before Taylor could speak, Mindy was moving to her bedroom. When he entered it, she was just applying a dab of perfume to her chest.

“You’re sure that you want to do this today?” he asked, giving her an opportunity to back out.

Her response was to drop her fluffy white robe and stand before him naked. Taylor wanted to say something but the only words out of his mouth were “Oh, My!”

The girl standing before him was absolutely perfect. She had a very cute face, an adorable smile, the light brown hair that cascaded down her shoulders drew his eyes to her budding breasts. Possibly a small “a cup” he thought, but probably not yet. Her nipples looked puffy, a very light pink in color, and just enough darker to assure they were noticed. As his eyes lowered, he saw her smooth waist, slightly rounded hips and a very light covering of hair, not quite in a full vee shape yet, but still visible.

He moved to her while she remained standing by the edge of the bed. Tenderly placing his hands on her shoulders, he said, “You are correct. You are not a little girl any more. You are one of the prettiest girls that I have ever seen. But you are still quite young, and what we do will be both slow and I will be very gentle. There may be some discomfort at one point, but I will wait for you before we go on. Before anything else, I think it best if you get to see me and understand the differences in our bodies.”

He moved her to the side of the bed, pushed down slightly on her shoulders until she sat on the edge, and then stepped back to remove his t shirt, his jeans and finally his shorts. Taking her hand in his, he moved it to his crotch and encouraged her to explore.

“Go ahead. Hold it, feel it, rub it a little. Feel my sac and all around, just don’t squeeze my balls to hard.” As she did, his erection grew, moisture appeared at the tip and she rubbed it with her finger gently.

After several minutes, he moved her hand away and asked her to lay onto the bed. At first, he simply lay beside her, wrapping his arm across her chest and holding her in a gentle embrace. She was excited and nervous but when he sensed that her breathing had slowed a little, he dropped his hand to her breast and began circling it with his finger tip. As small as her breasts were, and with her laying down, there was not much to circle, but he teased her nipple, darting his finger across it almost as if by mistake. There was no mistaking how firm they were and when he leaned over to kiss them, she began to tremble.

Whatever words she was trying to say were jumbled, but the change in her breathing suggested that she was already quite excited. Taylor allowed his hand to descend to her navel, make a quick circle around it and continue to the edge of her pubic hair. With the lightest of touch, he floated several fingers across the hairs, almost like just feeling the surface of something, but sufficient to cause her hips to push up for more contact. When she did that, he quickly moved his hand back to her chest, pulling her into his embrace again.

“What’s wrong? Why did you stop?” Mindy asked him.

“Let’s just take a little break for a few minutes. We’re not in any hurry, and you are not ready to push on yet.”

Mindy moaned softly, in a tone that suggested some frustration, but allowed his caresses to bring a sense of calm to her. She realized that her breathing was slower now, but there was a tenseness in her body that she did not understand. When she felt him release his embrace, she realized that he was moving lower down the bed. She had separated her legs and raised her knees slightly, and he was positioning his head in front of her crotch. She could feel his hot breath on her there. He was blowing lightly, blowing along each side of her labia, blowing up and through her hair. She didn’t feel each puff exactly, it was more the overall idea that his head was right there, his lips so close to her most private area and yet he was not touching her, until she felt his tongue stab into her, little darting stabs into her and she lost control and slammed her thighs together. What was he doing to her?

After a minute, she relaxed and allowed her thighs to open again, and immediately he began stabbing her again very lightly with the tip of his tongue, starting from the bottom and slowly working higher. She felt it at the top, just as he flattened his tongue against that little bulb, lapping and then sucking on it and then nibbling, almost like a bunny nibbles a carrot and then her thighs slammed shut again and her hips jumped up and down and up and down again and again until he finally released his hold on it and she tried to breathe again.

He kissed her there, then wiped his lips dry again and moved up to kiss her lips. She knew that he was kneeling in front of her and had one hand down there and then she felt him rubbing against her.

“You’re probably going to feel some pain, but it will go away in a minute,” he said softly and then she felt him pushing into her.

As hard as his cock was, Taylor still needed to hold it firmly before he was able to push the head into her cunt. He could see the startled look on her face as the pain shot through her body. He quickly kissed her firmly on her lips, masking the sound of the scream that she was about to make, and at the same time, pushed further into her, so that the head was completely inside. He held his position, not moving but not succumbing to her efforts to push his away as he watched some tears run down her cheeks. He immediately realized that he should have fingered her first.

“It will stop hurting in a minute,” he whispered and waited for her to calm down again.

Taylor’s cock was not a monster like some he had seen in pictures. Possibly he was a little longer than many, a good seven plus inches or so, and probably a little thicker, maybe just under two inches in thickness, but as the initial invader into the walls of a girl this age, it was sure to be a challenge for both of them. Her muscles had never been separated since the day she was born, and his cock had never been repelled as forcefully as this, but her moisture was plentiful and when she opened her eyes, he pushed in further.

He hit bottom much sooner than he had expected, leaving a couple inches of his cock out, but as he began to pull out for the first time, he felt the muscles surrounding him hold him tightly in their attempt to delay his withdrawal.

There would be no “thrusting” into this girl, just a smooth slide in and out, her muscles acting like little fingers grasping his shaft. When he hit bottom on his third push in, her arms thrashed to her sides and she cried out. He could feel her cunt contracting, clamping him in place as the muscles succumbed to her excitement. She was panting, her arms flailing from side to side and then up to her head.

Once again he stopped, allowing her to enjoy the moment. He knew that he would not last much longer and he resumed his strokes as soon as he could move. His mind was acknowledging the phenomenal grip that she had on his shaft and her smoothness and the amount of moisture that she was providing to ease his strokes and the sensitivity he felt, and the excitement and then ... she felt it immediately, the hot splash of his cum, spurt after spurt, filling her with his satisfaction.

They lay there quietly for several minutes and she felt him caressing her nipple and teasing his fingers through her pubic hair. They didn’t need to speak; there was nothing that could be said to add to the experience. When he finally softened, he rolled to the side and reached for some tissues from the box on the bedside table.

Handing them to her, he said, “You’re going to need these before you can get to the bathroom.”

But it was already too late. The volume of his load had been so large that a large pool of semen had already formed on the bed beneath her. Embarrassed, she started to apologize for the mess, but he stopped her, assuring her that a large pool of cum was just proof of how sexy and exciting she was.

When she returned, he placed a small towel on the bed to cover the wet spot and they lay together again, talking quietly. As they spoke, he began to caress her again, running his fingers across her pubes and then up and down each side of her labia. She could feel him playing with her clitoris, and she knew she was reacting to that as well.

As he slid his middle finger into her, he asked, “Was it what you expected?’

“It hurt so much, right at first, I couldn’t believe how much it hurt, but then when you started moving inside me, you seemed so powerful and strong and I just surrendered to the feelings. And...” she paused as she felt herself giving in to his finger and to his thumb as it pushed on her little clit.

He kept quiet until she relaxed again and then asked in a voice that suggested teasing, “And you were going to say something else.”

“I don’t remember what I was going to say, but can I just say that you can do this to me whenever you want.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, but I think right now that it’s about time for us to rejoin your mom.”

When they entered the pool area, they saw Julie sitting in the hot tub. When she saw them, she smiled and said that she had spent at least a half hour sitting in the spa and then she went immediately to the pool and stared swimming laps. “I’ve only just now climbed into this tub, and it feels wonderful.” To her daughter she asked, “How was it? How do you feel? Are you sore?”

Mindy climbed the little steps and slipped into the tub next to her mother. Taylor said he would spend a few minutes in the spa to allow them time for a little privacy.

When they were alone, she answered. “It was just as he had promised. He went very slowly, and was very gentle. I really didn’t realize how exciting I was becoming, but then he stopped whatever he was doing and we just lay there for a while until he started caressing me again. And then he started kissing me down there and I had no idea what he was doing. I didn’t know people did that and I thought I was going to lose my mind. Emotionally I was losing it. I had no idea what was happening to me, and then he pushed into me and it was unbelievably painful. Oh, Mom, it hurt so much I actually started to cry, but he stopped right away and just held me there until I calmed down again, and then he pushed into me further, and I just melted. Every time he would push in, I just wanted to wrap my legs around him and pull him in further, and then later, when I felt him shoot inside me, my whole body just collapsed. It was wonderful.” She stopped to take a breath and then asked, “Do you feel that way when you do it?”

“Honey, I can’t really tell you what’s normal. Last night was only the second time I have ever had sex, but I know what you mean about that feeling. There’s just this powerful force driving into you and you don’t want it to ever stop.”