My sister, her husband and her daughter all celebrate their birthdays within the same week in August, from the 11th to the 17th. This year they decided to throw a big shindig with about 50 guests. Invited were, among others, my sister's midwife and her 11 year old daughter, a lovely brunette just showing the first signs of sprouting into womanhood. The weather had been unforgiving for weeks, making the water temperature very agreeable. There were ten of us making for the beach and as soon as we were there, we jumped in. I had met both Hanna and her mother before, of course, and gotten along very well with both of them. Still the childish one, Hanna took great pleasure in splashing me with water long after I was drenched. A bit annoying as the tepid water got into my eyes, nose and mouth. I jokingly told her that giving someone that much attention usually suggests warmer feelings for that person. She stopped splattering me only to look me in the eyes for a few seconds before continuing with even more vigour.

Eventually her arms got tired and she wanted to do the "catapult", where she stands on my shoulders with me submerged and I then shoot up to throw her like 10 feet up and away. Once while steadying her footing, she slipped and her foot got caught in my bikini bottom and pulled it all the way down. Her foot was between my legs and I had to squeeze them together not to topple over. She was hanging around my neck with her leg still tangled in my bikini, moving it in swimming motions that not only steadied her, but also put her knee in direct contact with my shaven cunt and eventually my clitoris. She offered to pull my panties back up and before I could answer, she dove down and pulled them halfway up before coming up for air. She commented that I had no hair on my pussy and told me that hers was just beginning to grow. I was a bit taken back by her frankness and even more when I felt her hand on my mons.

-It's all prickly, she said.

-Dont you scratch the boys with that? I honestly didn't know what to answer. I just pulled my bottom up and swam towards the floating jetty two hundred feet away, towards the middle of the bay. Hanna followed and as she reached me, her lips were blue and she was shaking. I lifted her onto the jetty which tilted enough that I didn't dare put my weight on it too. Hanna was on her back warming up in the afternoon sun and I was in the water by her feet, letting my eyes wander along her lithe body.

Then it came:

-Would you like to see my hairs?. What do you answer to a question like that. I knew we were well out of sight since the jetty tilted away from the beach and all gazing eyes. Sure, I whispered and Hanna immediatly pulled her bikini bottom all off. It... It's lovely, I stuttered.

-Do you think it will look better with hair or without, Hanna asked?

-Without, I said.

-I thought you might say that she replied.

-Yours was a bit prickly, but I liked the way it looked. We looked almost the same but you had bigger labia. She must have learnt that word from her mother. Having a midwife for a mother has it's perks I guess.

-Mine has grown too in the past year or so, she said. Mom told me to explore myself and notice the changes. Mom says I'll start bleeding any day now. She also says masturbating might make it come sooner. I masturbate almost every day. She delivered this tirade of intimate details completely without shame or even the slightest hint ofembarrassment.

I was absolutely taken with this girl. So young and yet so brazen and free. I was looking at her privates and she was watching me watching her in silence. She pulled her knees up as far as she could and spread her legs.

-Look, there are some hairs growing around my bum hole too, she said, pulling on a tiny blonde tuft. I could see that she was going to be VERY hairy indeed in a few years. The fuzz grew more than halfway to her navel and covered half the distance across her hips. It was almost invisible, but for the sun glinting off of it. She was wide open to my stare now. She had a fat mound and a rather long slit. Her position made her pussy open up in a very erotic way and I could see her hymen clearly. I also saw her arousal.

She was wet and it wasn't just water. I decided to try something and asked her how she masturbated.

-With my fingers, she said, or my pillow.

-Do you feel like doing it now, just to show me? I'll do it too, if you want to. (God knows I needed it)

-We can compare techniques and maybe you could teach me a thing or two.

That last sentence really got her started. Nothing appeals to a kid's ego as the chance to teach an adult. I had hardly finished speaking when she turned her head to see if we were safely hidden. Her hand found her crotch even as she looked around, and started rubbing up and down, with her middle finger finding the crack and sinking almost out of view. With a deep sigh she lay back on the jetty and started masturbating in earnest. Her hips began to gyrate and she kept tilting her hips in opposite motion with her fingers. A squelching sound was all that was heard. She tilted her head up and looked at me with a moist gaze.

-Are you masturbating too? Yes, I whispered.

-Do you rub up and down like me?

-Sometimes, I said. Sometimes I put my fingers inside me, like I'm doing now. Really, she said. I've tried, but it hurts. Mom says that some skin is covering my vagina until I break it or let someone else break it for me. She said all this without missing a beat. Then laid her head back again. She started whimpering and so did I. I wanted to time my orgasm with hers. Suddenly her legs came together with a loud slap and she turned on her side in a foetal position with her hand between her legs. She was panting hard and trembling.

I forgot about my own masturbation and put my hand on her bum.

-Are you all right, Hanna? Yes, just let me rest for a while. She rested for about 5 minutes before sitting up and then removing her hand from her crotch. I was all shiny with her dew. I took her hand and kissed her fingertips one by one and under her puzzled looks, I licked them clean.

-I always was them, she said. Why did you lick them? I like the taste, I said.

-You like pee??? It's not pee, Hanna it's what your vagina produces when you get excited. It makes penetration easier. You'll find that most boys will like it too and they'll even want to taste the place it comes from.

-You mean lick me here?, she said, spreading her legs again and pointing to her pussy, now red, slick and puffy. Yes, right there, I said. It's now or never, I thought.

-It feels very good, much better than your fingers if the other person knows what he's doing. Or what she's doing, for that matter.

-Do girls do that??? She asked with huge eyes.

-Oh yes, I said. The next question was more or less obvious:

-Have you ever done it?

-Promise not to tell, I said.

-Yes!! I've done it lots of times, I said matter-of-factly. Do you like it, she asked.

-You bet!

-Come here, I said. I can do it to you if you want, I whispered in her ear and then sucked her earlobe.

-That tickles, she giggled. She looked me in the eyes with a very serious look on her face.

-Would you really do that? Would I get the shivers from it?

-It's called orgasm, Hanna. I'm surprised you mum didn't teach you that word along with all the others. It's one of the most important ones, and yes, you would get an "orgasm" and I yes, I would be very, very happy to give you one.

Hanna had a curious look on her face. She was sitting up with her legs crossed in a semi lotus position. She was breathtakingly pretty in the setting sun and the rays found their way to her pussy where they glinted off the moisture that once again was filling it with her growing anticipation.

-Lay back and relax, Hanna. She untangled her long legs and slowly fell on to her back with a sigh. I used both hand on her knees to spread her legs. Being still in the water, I needed my hands to steady myself. I couldn't possibly masturbate. I decided to give Hanna my undivided attention.

I tried holding on to her hips, but only managed to pull the screaming child halfway off the jetty. I tried holding on to the jetty, but couldn't get the angle right. Finally we agreed that she should balance on the edge, with her pussy slightly over it and her thighs on my shoulders.

-I like that! That way I can watch., she said with a huge grin. It was, however, impractical. With my hands on the jetty and her legs on my shoulders, the laws of physics took precedence over the lust of man and my legs disappeared under the jetty, tilting me onto my back despite my furious kicking. Every time I got my tongue anywhere near her pussy, it disappeared out of view. I reached it once and managed a lick through her slit. The taste was indescribable. It tasted of... youth. Hanna's reaction matched her taste, inexperienced and youthful. She drew her breath hard enough to elicit a full minute of coughing.

-Again, please. I want more, please do it again, please!, she said as soon as she caught her breath again.

My arms were like spaghetti by now and I couldn't even pull myself onto the jetty, which probably would have sunk with my added weight on it.

-Lets swim ashore, Hanna. We'll think of something. Hanna, very reluctantly, put her swimsuit back on. We swam ashore and towelled each other dry before heading back. Hanna's mom was sitting on the bench by the shore, facing the sun.

-Where were you? I couldn't see you for the longest time.

-We were sunbathing on the raft, Hanna said matter-of-factly. We were walking the path towards my sister's house when it struck me.

-Hanna, have you noticed the nice boathouses around the cove?

-Yes, one of them is my uncle's, the yellow one with the Bayliner below it. She pointed to the edge of the cove and there it was.

- But it's locked and we wont be able to get inside. I looked at her and she was close to tears with frustration and disappointment.

-Lets have a look anyway, I said. Come on!

We nearly ran the distance; half a mile through the thicket. The boathouse was indeed locked. But there was a narrow gangway leading down to the moorings and the boat itself had a white canvas cover that was fastened with clasps. I tried one of the clasps and it opened easily. I tried two more with the same result. I looked around and opened the whole portside before squeezing inside. I called for Hanna to follow. There was room enough to sit on the cushioned benches that went all around the stern. We sat there in silence letting our eyes get used to the scarce light inside the boat.

-Watch this, Hanna said. She pulled a lever on the floor and up came a table. She then flipped the top and told me to pull my legs up. She pushed the table down and by pulling the lever again, levelled it with the benches we sat on. The whole stern was now a formidable king size bed! She looked at me and blushed beautifully. She then removed her bikini within a blink of an eye. I saw the dark spot in the gusset and I'm sure she saw mine too.

-I want to see you naked too, Helén, she said. I removed my bra and immediately she scrambled across the "bed" and sat on my lap, tweaking my nipples a bit roughly to begin with, but with my careful guidance, I was soon enjoying myself immensely. I kissed her forehead, I kissed her cheeks, I kissed her ears, her neck, her nose and her chin. Then I kissed her lips. She kissed back, mashing her closed mouth against mine.

-Gently, I said. Like this. I tilted my head slightly and once again our lips met, but this time with more love than passion. I opened my lips slightly and rested the tip of my tongue between them and sure enough I felt hers a few seconds later. I opened my mouth a bit more and let my tongue meet hers and moved around it a little more, coaxing her tongue, daring it to come out. Our tongues danced a fiery dance and we soon started exploring each other's mouths in earnest.

Hanna had moved to sit on my left thigh and was now rubbing herself against it. Actually she was sliding along it making wet noises. My leg was more or less covered with her youthful secretions. I broke the kiss.

-Don't you think it's about time I made good on my promise, Hanna?

-If you still want to, she said in a very shaky voice.

-More than anything, I said and hugged her hard, drawing her into my bosom. I laid her down, pushing her head first into one of the corners to make room for me to lie down comfortably.

She needed no telling to spread her legs. She even spread her labia with her index fingers.