Chapter 1

Jessica was sitting in my La-Z-Boy chair, fully reclined and watching television when I walked in the house from work. She was stark naked, her clothes in a heap on the floor. Several times in the last month I had found her in my house when I got home, and I had wondered quite often if I made a mistake in showing her where my spare key was hidden.

'Hi! I hope you don't mind.' She flashed me a smile, knowing the answer to her own question. And I knew just as well that she was teasing me. She went back to watching her program as if nothing unusual was going on.

On the previous times I found her in my house, she had been waiting for me on a stool at the counter, or snooping around my kitchen for a snack. This was the first time I came in to find her naked. I had few visitor's, and I knew her parents would still be at work this time of day, but there was always the danger that her brother might come over, and the room was lined with windows with no curtains.

'You know I don't. Where's David?'

'He's gone, spending the night with a friend.' It was Friday, so that made sense, and it certainly seemed to alleviate some of the danger. Since Jessica and I had become lovers, she had proven to be extremely intelligent and resourceful in regards to keeping our illicit affair a secret. I should have known she had thought this through before she removed her clothing.

As I put my briefcase away and emptied my pockets on the counter, I couldn't take my eyes off Jessica. I was in the kitchen and dining area, and she was in the living room, but the open architecture, combined with the fact that the living room was sunken, left me a clear view. Jessica watched her show, ignoring me, but I knew her well enough to know the setting was very calculated. The surprise of finding her here, her nudity, the way she was reclined and totally exposed, the manner in which she had one knee cocked to the side so her legs were apart; it was all designed to excite both her and I, and executed with an air of aloofness, as if we did this every day. What a clever twelve year old girl. She took my breath away.

Stepping down into the living room, I crossed the room, passing the obvious chair and instead taking a seat on the large oak coffee table next to Jessica. Playing the game, I faced the television, seemingly ignoring her, as if nothing unusual was going on, but in fact I was stealing glances at my little nymph. Having learned the fine skill of feminine manipulation quickly and expertly (and heaven knows I made that easy for her), Jessica focused totally on the screen. She knew she had my attention, and was letting me look all I wanted.

And look I did. No longer feigning interest in the program she was watching, I studied my young love, spread before my like the centerpiece of a grand feast. Her facial features were flawless, enhanced by the way she had her long blonde hair pulled back and up. Her dark eyes seemed to pull me in. Her shoulders were wide and strong, and her chest was just starting to fill, the slight rises on either side capped by little breast buds that stood up an inch or more. Her abdomen was flat and firm, rising and falling with each breath at more than a relaxed pace, which told me she was excited by her own boldness. Her girlish hips were narrow, the pronounced hip bones tapering down into youthfully firm thighs. Most enticing of all was her hairless pussy, fully exposed to my gaze by her spread legs. As I studied her I came to the same happy thought that crossed my mind every time I saw her; there simply wasn't an inch of her body that I hadn't kissed and licked. My cock swelled in my pants with the memory.

Settling back on her beautiful face, I felt a desire stronger than anything I had ever known. Weeks ago I had finally accepted the one simple truth that I had tried to avoid in the months that Jessica and I had been intimate; I was in love with this pre-teen girl. It didn't make sense for a grown man my age, but I knew it was more than infatuation just as well as I knew there couldn't be a future in it. Yet it was undeniable, and I no longer fought it. When we first became lovers, I maintained a prudent distance between us, due both to legalities and a desire not to carelessly or foolishly hurt her in any way. Now I looked for ways to spend time with her, and when I couldn't, I dreamed of her constantly.

To be certain, she and I were both well aware that our love affair could easily land me in jail. So even though we wanted to spend every possible moment together, we both accepted the limitations that society placed on our relationship. We openly discussed what we referred to disparagingly as security matters, both of us, thankfully, keenly aware of the need for discretion. As it turned out, however, the self-indulgence of Jessica's parents, and their blind trust of me as a reliable and harmless neighbor, which I carefully nurtured, made it easy for her and I to get together. So our affair blossomed, and day after day I fell more deeply and helplessly in love with this sexy, submissive, exhibitionist twelve year old girl.

In all honesty I expected a day might come when I had to answer for my actions. The biggest risk lay in Jessica's submissiveness and exhibitionism. She would do anything I said, and loved being naked and daring. Today was a good example, with her naked in my living room, the walls of which were mostly glass on three sides. Our past trips to the Italian Festival and the beach had aroused her intensely, and she constantly asked for us to do more of the same, meaning creating opportunities for her to be an exhibitionist. For my own part, I loved showing off her incredible young body. I loved that I could tell her to do something daring, and she simply did it. It was through such exhibitionism that we had met our good friend Annie, but I also knew that this was the one part of our relationship that might just as likely be our undoing. But it turned me on too much, it turned Jessica on too much, and every time I said this would be the last time, I knew in my heart I was only kidding myself.

Unable to resist the urge to touch Jessica, I walked over to the recliner. 'Make room girl.'

Jessica smiled and slid to one side, and with some effort I squeezed in beside her. Taking her in my arms, she snuggled in close to my chest as my left hand rubbed gently down her bare back to her tight little ass. As I buried my nose into the freshness of her hair, I marveled at how tiny she felt in my arms.

'How was school today?'

'Fine, except for that Tim McNulty.'

'What did Tim do today?'

'He tried to touch my breasts.' Jessica loved to tease me with the stories of the eighth grade boys that preyed on her and her seventh grade classmates.

'Did you let him?'

'No silly. Only you can do that.' She tilted her head back and gave me a wink.

'That's not true. I've seen both Amy and Annie touch your breasts.' I had her on that point.

'That's not the same. You were there.'

'So if Tim was here, and I told you to let him touch you, then you would.'

She looked at me again. I knew that she didn't like Tim McNulty, but there were more important factors at play. 'If that's what you wanted.'

I had no doubt in my mind that she meant it, and I gave her an appreciative kiss on her forehead. I hadn't tried to let another guy touch her, but both times a girl was present she didn't hesitate. Often I wondered if she thought about other girls on her own.

'If the boys at school don't turn you on, what about the girls?'

She looked at me and smiled, and I knew I had stumbled onto something. 'Go on, tell me.'

'There's one girl, Alissa. She looks at me kind of, well, you know, funny.' As pretty as Jessica was, she was certainly popular with the boys. Maybe the girls noticed as well.

'What do you mean?'

'She stares at me when we change clothes for gym class. And the other day I caught her looking down my shirt.'

'Did that turn you on?'

Jessica squirmed a little. 'Yes. She's very pretty.'

'Did you let her look?' Like a lawyer, I knew the answer to the question before I asked it.

'I acted like I didn't notice, but I didn't move.'

'Good girl. Maybe we can invite her over some day. Or maybe you can have her spend the night at your house.'

Jessica looked at me with a mischievous grin, understanding my meaning and liking the idea. I knew when her cousin Amy spent the night they indulged in the many things I had taught them. I was surprised she hadn't thought of it herself, but she was clearly pleased I had no objection. 'OK.'

My left hand had slipped around to her stomach, and as I slid it downward she shifted her leg to give me access. Cupping her bare pussy, I marveled at the heat rising off her. I knew she was turned on by surprising me in the nude, and it was confirmed by the dampness I found when a slid a finger between her labia. Jessica let out a soft moan, forgetting whatever she was about to say.

Finding Jessica's little bump of a clitoris, I rubbed her firmly but gently, earning another low moan for my efforts. When I kissed her again, I found an eager tongue, accepting it into mouth. She was hot. Breaking away from her lips, Jessica sank back into the plush upholstery as I kissed my way across her cheek to her ear, taking a little nibble on her lobe before dropping to her slender neck. She turned her face away to allow me in as her hips pushed back against my hand.

In the months I had known Jessica, she had grown taller, and her chest had filled out slightly. She still just had the tiny breast buds, but the swelling in her chest made it clear her breasts were developing. My girl was growing up, and as I kissed down her body, I thought how lucky I was to observe the process first hand.

When my lips covered her left nipple, Jessica arched her back appreciatively. I loved sucking on her tiny breasts. Slowly I nursed her little nipple between my lips, caressing it with my tongue, and then I made my way across to her right breast. Jessica responded with little mewing sounds as I went back and forth, nipple to nipple, luxuriating in the innocent beauty of this young girl. As I left little wet trails across her chest, sucking first one breast and then the next, my finger pressing firmly into her hymen, Jessica began to lift up and press her chest into my face. I knew what she wanted, but I held back, my turn to tease.

Finally, knowing she was about to burst, I took one of her little nipples between my teeth and applied light pressure. The groan this time was loud, and her hands wrapped around my head of their own accord, holding me to her chest. Jessica loved it when I treated her breasts roughly. In my life, I had known a couple of women who had a similar interest, but none quite like Jessica. Slowly, and with devilish intent, I pulled her nipple away from her chest, applying enough pressure to hold it, but not to cause serious pain. As her skin stretched, Jessica bowed her back, her mouth hanging open with a continuous cry of pleasure. I felt the nipple slipping and I increased the pressure as much as I dared, until it finally slipped between my teeth, escaping my grasp. Jessica let out a sharp moan, her back collapsing, and with her arms pulled my head right back to her tender nipple. But being contrary as I am, I instead moved to the other one.

I repeated the process, sensitizing both breast buds, and then once again moved from one side to the other, tugging hard at her nipples with my hand on her clit until she was ready to scream. Over the months I had learned much about Jessica, and could easily tell when I had her young body nearing orgasm. So I carried her to the edge over and over, and then each time backed off. With her youth and high energy level, she was capable of coming over and over, but it was more fun to carry her along, to build her up to a crescendo. So I tormented her little breasts, much to her glee, while I worked my fingers in her pussy, but I wouldn't quite let her come.

It was a test of wills, Jessica trying to reach a climax, knowing I was toying with her, and me trying to hold her at bay. In the end it was I who gave in; I simply had to know once again the joy of bringing my little nymph to orgasm. Releasing her pussy, I reached past her and found the lever controlling the chair position. Moving it into the upright position, the foot rest collapsed from under us, allowing me to slide to the floor as her nipple slipped between my teeth one last time. She leaned forward, following my mouth with her body, her nipple stretched well away from her body, until it pulled free, and then she fell back into the chair with a loud groan.

When I pressed her knees apart, they spread willingly. Reaching out, I placed my hands behind her narrow hips and pulled her forward, until her butt was on the edge of the seat. Before me lay a heavenly feast, one I could never get enough of, one that was worth every risk I took to be with Jessica. She lay back in the chair, her position awkward, her eyes closed. She knew what was coming, and I could see the anticipation on her face. As I stared at my little beauty, making her wait, toying with her as an excuse to admire her young body, my cock throbbed in my pants.

Finally I leaned forward, ever so slowly, my tongue extended, and touched her little clit. It was a simple contact, but the jolt that passed through her body gave me great satisfaction, enhanced by her squirming forward on the seat, her pussy trying to find my tongue again. I watched as she wantonly moved her hips around, desperate to feel my lips on her body. She knew full well my face was right at her pussy, but as always she felt no reservations about putting on a lewd display. If anything, being watched by me provoked her to greater depravity. When she finally tired and paused for a moment, I simply leaned forward once again and covered her entire pussy with my mouth.

As my tongue made its first pass through her labia, Jessica's hands came up to capture my head and make sure I didn't tease her any further. But I had no intention of doing so; my lips had found a treasure and weren't likely to give it up. I licked from one end of her slit to the other, and as my tongue settled in on her clit, I felt her shudder in her first orgasm. Her fingers dug into my skull, her hips bucked against my face, and I prayed no one walked up to my back door for there was no way I could stop. She cried out over and over, her shoulders hunched forward, her little breast buds pressed together invitingly, her legs trying to lift up but hitting my body. I caught her legs and lifted them over my shoulders, plunging my tongue as deeply as I could into her virgin pussy. I could remember the first time she had come for me, me not even certain it was happening, and her unaware what to expect and how to deal with the pleasure. We had progressed so far beyond that.

When she finally melted back into the chair, I took advantage of her momentary exhaustion and lifted her legs, pressing the back of her thighs until her knees covered her breasts. In this position, Jessica was totally exposed, and I leaned back to take in the intoxicating sight of her glistening wet pussy and tiny pink asshole. Not wanting to give her time to fully recover, I leaned in and drove my tongue into her anus, the sudden act bringing a squeal from her lips as her body tensed. Jessica loved it when I licked her asshole. In recent weeks, she had actually climaxed a couple of times with my finger buried in her ass and no other contact, thus I knew she was a very anally oriented girl. So my onslaught was relentless. My tongue worked slowly around the rim of her anus, then probed as deeply as it could. Jessica, ever compliant, dropped her hands from my head and reached down to spread her own cheeks, freely offering her ass to me. It was no wonder I loved this little doll.

I could tell by her breathing that she was once more getting close, so with slow easy strokes I started licking from her asshole to her clitoris. Over and over I did this as she wriggled her ass uncontrollably. Then just as her breathing went shallow, I covered her clit with my lips and sucked it hard. Releasing one of her legs, I used my freed up hand to bury an index finger in her ass. Jessica screeched, her body curling upward, the freed leg waving wildly, and then suddenly she was convulsing in another orgasm. This time I could feel it on my finger as her anus contracted on every spasm. She came hard, grinding her pussy and ass against my lips and my finger, until she finally fell back exhausted, her loose leg falling back across my shoulder.

With great reluctance, I extracted my finger as I lapped up her juices with gentle strokes of my tongue. Lovingly I eased her back to Earth, letting her extend her remaining leg over my other shoulder, my lips never wanting to leave her sweet, young pussy. She had slipped down so that she was lying in the chair, her body half off and supported by me. Looking up along her body, my tongue on her clit, I could see her hair had come undone and was a mess. Her glazed eyes opened and looked back at me, her lips slowly curling into a smile.

'Oh my God. Oh my God.'

Yes, indeed. I smiled, my lips never leaving her body. Jessica closed her eyes and simply lay there, enjoying the tender touch of my mouth on her pussy. For the longest time we didn't move, then she suddenly opened her eyes and popped up.

Glancing around at the wall clock, she pulled away from my lips and moved into a sitting position. 'Mom and dad will be home soon. I almost forgot we have to go somewhere.'

She started to get up, but I stopped her with a kiss. My hands were on her bare back, and she returned my kiss with passion. Then I moved aside and let her rise.

Sitting on the sofa with my erection, I watched my little vixen get dressed. She had gotten up quickly, but dressed slowly, and I knew she was doing so for my benefit. When she was done, she came over and placed her little hand on my still engorged cock, feeling me through my slacks. 'Awww, I have to go and it looks like you need me so.' Her tone was mocking, her eyes twinkling. But then she gave me a sexy wink. 'Maybe I can sneak out later tonight'

She was such a tease, and I smiled. I would be waiting for her.

We talked for a minute, and then I walked her to the door. Before I opened it, she turned with a start. 'I almost forgot. I have a big surprise for you.'

'Well, I have one for you too, but you've sort of distracted me ever since I got home, so I forgot as well.'

This made her smile. 'What was your surprise?'

'You brought it up first, what was yours?'