Chapter 2

Michelle knocked on my apartment door shortly after noon the next day. She was wearing a sleeveless white summer knit halter-top and a short, tight, faded denim jean skirt that seem to cling to her slender hips and round, firm little butt like a second skin. God, it was a short skirt: the hem hung down just a couple of inches below the bottom curve of her behind. I wondered if she'd done what I had asked and not worn any panties.

She definitely wasn't wearing a bra. On her slim upper body the small, hard, round shape of her erect little nipples clearly stuck out against the material of the top which seemed tightly molded to each swell of her delightful little titties. Because the top she was wearing ended just underneath her developing breast mounds, Michelle's mid area was bare down to where the waist band of the skirt crossed over her flat belly just below her navel. She looked incredibly cute, young, and sexy like a young girl should, and I could tell she was already excited and ready for our next lesson. "God, you look great," I said, admiring her firm, slender young body.

"Thanks," she answered. "It feels kinda weird not wearing anything underneath this skirt. I mean, I feel like I'm practically naked. But you're right... it's kind of exciting."

I had decided to take her for a drive in my little convertible sports car before we got down to the afternoon 'lessons'. I wanted to give her the feel of being out and around knowing she was wearing that short skirt with no panties on and, I must admit, I was pretty aroused by the idea, too. My cock had been rock hard all day thinking about that young, juicy little pussy and her incredible little ass. I couldn't wait until I could run my hands over her butt and finger-fuck her asshole again. But, anticipation only makes for greater rewards later, and I sure was looking forward to greater rewards.

We took off out of town heading for an area of lakes where the roads were curvy and I could challenge myself and the car with some high speed driving. We drove for about half an hour along the lakes taking the turns with as much speed as I dared, pushing myself to the limit of control. Michelle looked sexy next to me, her nipples hard from the speed and excitement. Every once in a while the hem of her skirt would pull up just high enough, and I'd get a glimpse of the small area of light brown fuzz peaking up between her thighs. We finally pulled into a park by a beach and got out to walk among the crowd, stopping for ice cream at a stand.

"God, I feel so sexy," she said in a low voice, "walking by all these people knowin' I'm not wearin' anything under this short skirt. God, I can my titties rubbin' against this top."

"The guys can tell," I answered. "They sense your sexiness and watch you as we walk by. Look around. All these young guys are looking at you, wanting you, seeing and feeling your sex surround you. It's very powerful and you can create it by what you wear or don't wear. Clothing can be a powerful turn-on. In some cultures around the world they won't fuck naked; they always have to wear something. Sometimes, I think we're pretty unimaginative in this country. Let's go back to town."

I drove at leisurely pace back to town, enjoying the warm summer afternoon and the sexy young girl sitting beside me. As I drove, I put my hand on Michelle's leg just above the knee and caressed her inner thigh, feeling the softness of the young girl's skin with my finger tips. Slowly, I stroked my fingers back and forth and her skin felt warm and smooth to my touch. Her slender legs parted a little more, and I gradually moved my hand up her inner thigh, inch by sensuous inch, making little circular motions and lightly caressing her skin with the tips of my fingers.

My hand finally reached the hem of her short skirt and started to disappear underneath. Michelle leaned her head back against the back of the car seat, and I could sense her breathing faster as my hand traveled a little farther up under her skirt. She let out a little sigh through her closed teeth when I was almost to the sweet spot between her legs.

Soon, I could feel the heat from her pussy. The top of my hand pressed against the inner part of her other leg and I felt her open her legs even more so that my hand could continue to move up toward her moistening girl spot.

Back and forth, round and round, my fingers crept closer to that wet, warm pleasure place, pushing up her skirt as they moved farther up between her thighs. A few seconds later I could feel her silky soft pussy hair against my little finger and knew I was close. A little more, and my little finger brush against the thick, rubbery outer folds of her pussy and found the moist cleft in her mound, wet and ready. I moved my hand in short, little up and down motions, slowly running the edge of my hand gently against her moistened slit. I could feel the warm, soft insides of her girl slot as my little finger moved back and forth between her cunt folds. Again, a small moan escaped her lips as I aroused the little girl.

This was great fun and I was really turned on. My cock was incredibly hard and throbbing inside my pants and it was getting difficult to concentrate on driving. God, I thought, I hope we don't have an accident. But, I didn't want to stop fingering this young girl's delightful little pussy, and I was sure, by now, that Michelle didn't want me to stop, either.

The slender little thirteen-year-old girl had eagerly spread apart her legs even more, enough so I could turn my hand and cup her mound with my palm. Then, I inserted my middle finger into her hot slit and pushed it deep into her wet hole, finger-fucking the youngster. A sharp intake of breath told me I had found her sensitive little bud, and I thrust my finger in and out of her tight little pussy.

I paused before inward each stroke to fiddle with her clitoris with the tip of the finger before plunging my middle finger back in through the tight elastic opening of her sweet little fuck hole. My other fingers gently rubbed back and forth over the soft, silky hair that lightly covered the outer lips of her pussy. Along the crease of her perfectly smooth inner thighs my fingers traveled, spreading her musky, oil sexual wetness into her skin as I played with her wonderful little-girl cunt.

I set a leisurely pace, moving my hand slowly back and forth against the curly fur between her thighs, and my middle finger poked deep into the thirteen-year-old girl's moistened pussy again and again. I was really enjoying the act of arousing this young girl, my hand beneath her skirt and firmly held between this horny and eager junior high school girl's legs. Perhaps it was the thrill of doing something like this so publicly to such a sexy young girl.

Michelle's breath was coming in short, quick little gasps now, and her head slowly moved back and forth against the car seat as she quietly whimpered next to me, lost in sexual ecstasy. She squeezed her thighs together and trapped my hand between them. I felt the muscles on the insides of her bare thighs tighten against my hand, and her ass squirmed on the seat as the pleasure built between her legs.

I pushed two of my fingers into her snatch as far as they would go and slowly moved them in and out, feeling the smooth, moist inner walls of her cunt clutch at them while I kept my thumb on her clit and made gently little circular motions. God, she was wet, and I noticed that her nipples were very hard and pushing out against her top.

The hem of her skirt barely covered our activity from the eyes of passing cars. I didn't think anyone in a car could see what I was doing to the sexy young girl, though an old farmer riding in the passenger side of a beat-up flatbed truck hauling a tractor gave me a big, tooth-less grin and a 'thumbs up' as I let them pass me.

Feeling the elastic entrance to her cunt open up, I slipped the two fingers in and out of her sweet little cunt and moved my hand faster and faster, round and round, my thumb still pressing on her sweet spot. She opened her legs even wider and slipped down farther into the seat, pushing her panty-less crotch against my probing, stimulating hand and giving me easier access to her cunt. She was making short little hissing sounds as her breath went in and out through her clenched teeth in time to the motion of my fingers moving in and out of her wet and oily girl hole. God, she was getting hot, and so was I.

I increased the speed of the movement of my thumb and fingers in her cunt. As my middle finger plunged in and out of her velvety opening my thumb made quick circles over her pleasure button. I wanted to make this little girl cum, to let her experience another orgasm and get her used to the sensation. The thin, silky hair of her pussy tickled my palm as my hand constantly moved in short, hard little stroked back and forth over her cunt and I could smell the strong, pungent odor of her sexual excitement feel the growing sexual tension in her body as I drove her to her climax.

"OOOOHHHHH..." she suddenly cried out a few seconds later as her head snapped back hard against the seat of the car. I felt her entire body tense up almost as if she was frozen. Her legs snapped together and trapped my hand between them as waves of pleasure rippled up from between her thighs and exploded in her head. She ground her thighs together on my captured hand, and I wondered for an instant if she was going to smash it between her legs.

But, it was just a couple more seconds before I felt her body relax and go limp. I pulled my hand out from between her legs and used it to pull the hem of skirt down just enough to cover herself. By the time she'd finally had her orgasm, her skirt had crept up her thighs far enough for everyone to see what I was doing to her.

Michelle just lay against the back of the seat almost as if she was asleep, and we were almost to town before she finally spoke.

"Mmmmm... God, that was great," she said with a little giggle, "it almost seems like each time I cum is better than the last."

"As a matter of fact," I said, "the more orgasms you have the easier it is to achieve one. Some sex counselors advise women to learn to masturbate so they can achieve climax easier when they fuck."

"Sometimes... I've done myself," Michelle admitted.

"What do you mean 'done myself'?" I asked.

"You know... what you said... masturbate."

"Tell me about it"

"Well, I got my period when I was in sixth grade. Afterwards, I started to grow and... you know... my boobs started getting bigger and my pussy started to feel funny sometimes. One afternoon I was laying on my bed reading one of my brother's girlie magazines. You know, the one with all the letters, where people like write about their sexual experiences. Tom usually hides 'em under the bed but I know where they are."

"Anyway, as I was reading these letters about sex and stuff I felt this warm tingling between my legs. It felt good. I was laying on my stomach so I just started to rub my legs together. That made it feel even better. I reached underneath myself with one of my hands and started to rub myself a little. It started feeling kinda wet down there."

"I turned over on my side and raised up one of my knees. I was wearing a pair of baggy shorts and the legs were really big so I put one of my hands down through the leg and started to rub myself through my panties. The crotch was all wet and it felt slippery, but really good. I could feel the crack between my legs. It felt the best when I ran my fingers over that."

"I slid one of my fingers under the elastic leg of my panties and pushed it into my hole, feeling around inside my pussy with my finger. I remember one of the letters talking about how good it felt moving a finger in and out of your pussy so I decided to try it. As I started to pull my finger out I ran the tip of it over what must have been my clit 'cause suddenly it felt like a shock of electricity through my body. God, it felt good."

"It was hard doin' it through the leg of my shorts so I reached down the front of them into my panties and right into my pussy. Now I could move my finger in and out a lot easier and each time I did I ran it over my clit. The more I did it and the harder I did it, the better it felt. God, I didn't realize how wet a pussy got."

"I tried two fingers and that filled my hole even more. I kept rubbin' all over the sides of my pussy, movin' my fingers in and out. And my thumb kept hitting my clitoris so I pressed on there. I kept my fingers buried in my hole and made hard, fast little circles with my thumb. Pretty soon I felt this energy just build up between my legs and kinda explode in my brain. I figured I had my first orgasm."

"I thought it was wrong to do yourself. My girl friends would sometimes talk or joke about masturbation but none of them would admit to it. One said her mother had a vibrator. We giggled about that. Maybe she used it herself, I don't know. But sometimes I would get out Tom's magazines and get myself off. It felt so good. It's not wrong, is it?"

"No, it's not wrong. As a matter of fact it helps with your sexual health. I know women and girls who have a vibrator to relieve their sexual tensions when they're alone." I laughed. "Maybe I need to get you one."

She looked up at me and smiled that lewd little smile, her hand caressing the lump in my pants, squeezing my cock.

"Right now," the wanton little girl responded, "I'd like to get you off, to do you right here like you did me. I want to take your lovely cock in my mouth and hand and make you cum like I did yesterday."

"Sounds great to me, but let's wait 'til we get back to the apartment."

I parked the car in the lot and we walked up the stairs to the apartment, the sexual tension flowing between us. It was a warm summer day so all of the windows were open, though the drapes were partially pulled over the patio door leading to the deck. A warm breeze fluttered the drapes slightly. I was glad the apartment was on the top floor; we needn't worry about anyone seeing in. We both slipped off our shoes inside the door and I made sure the door was locked. We didn't want to be disturbed.

I led her into the bedroom, turned, and helped her slip her top off over her raised arms, exposing those beautifully formed little breasts. I put my hands on her chest, used my thumbs to rub her hardened little nipples, and ran my fingers lightly underneath the bottom of each small mound. God, they felt so wonderful, so small, yet firm.

Michelle put her hands on the bottom of my shirt and started to lift it off. I raised my arms and the shirt went to the floor next to her top. Her hands came to my chest and repeat the motion of thumbs on nipples I'd used on her. She was a great student. I told her so.

"I like to learn things that I like," she said, "and I love this."

After a few moments of just enjoying the feel of each other, she slid her skirt down her slender thighs and stepped out of it, lightly kicking it out of the way. Her eager hands went to the waistband of my shorts and released the snap and zipper, sliding them down and off and throwing them on the floor near her skirt. She saw I wasn't wearing any underwear, either.

"You didn't wear anything under your shorts, either, did you"

"Lots of times I don't wear any underwear. It makes me feel really sexy, just like you."

She hadn't wasted any time was sliding her hands along the length of my cock as we talked, fondling the balls at the bottom and lightly passing her fingers over the head. Finally, after a minute of silence, Michelle sat down on the edge of the bed as I stood before her. Her left fist held my throbbing shaft while she tickled my balls with her right. The wanton, little thirteen-year-old opened her mouth and started to lick the head of my prick, running her pink, wet tongue around and around, holding it firmly with one hand and gently playing with my balls with the other. I could feel her fingers light caress my sac as it hung down, her fingers playing between my legs.

Suddenly, she engulfed the head of my cock with her warm mouth and let her lips slide down along it's length, still only taking about half. Forming her lips in a tight circle, her head began to bob slowly up and down, wetting me, sucking me, as she skimmed her fist lightly along my pulsing hardness.

I groaned out loud at the incredible pleasure she was creating as she used her mouth and tongue to do such marvelous things to me. It felt so nice, especially considering it was a thirteen-year-old girl who was so enthusiastically performing oral sex on me. But, it was hard to keep my hands off her sexy young body, too, and I slid my hands down the front of her naked body and cupped her small, firm breasts in my hands. Gently, I rubbed my palms over her sweet little nipples and felt the tiny buds respond and grow hard against my hand. As my hands twisted slowly back and forth across the tips of her breasts, I used my finger tips to lightly caress the soft skin along the bottoms of her firm developing tit mounds, I gazed down and watched my cock moving in and out of her mouth.