Wathing Jenny

Harry had lived alone for several years. His wife had passed away at an early age and they had no c***dren. Harry couldn't impregnate her due to a bout with Scarlet Fever as a c***d that had left him infertile, but not without sexual capability or desire. They had decided not to adopt, so he was alone. He knew and got along with all the neighbors, though, so he had a bit of companionship outside the house. The neighbor he was closest to had two c***dren, Tommy, a wild sixteen and Jenny, a sweet thirteen. One evening in July, Harry had finished supper and had settled into his recliner to see what was on the tube when the back door bell rang. At the door he found his friends from across the street looking very agitated. "Harry, we have a real problem. Tommy was hit by a car and is in Intensive Care. We have to go to the hospital right away. We will probably be there all night and they won't let Jenny come in because of her age. I hate to impose on you, but could Jenny stay here tonight till we get this sorted out?" Although he knew nothing about raising c***dren, how could he turn down a friend? "Sure she can," he told them, "I'll just put her in the guest room." Jenny came in the house carrying a little bag of clothing and her parents left for the hospital. "Have you eaten?" he asked her. "Yeah." "Well, I have to water my patio plants, but I guess that wouldn't be very exciting for you." "Sure it would. I like plants. I'll help." So, off they went to water the plants. Harry had noticed before that Jenny seemed to be a bit ahead of her age in physical development, but he had not spent much time with her close-up. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans and a T-shirt with some rock band on it. The jeans had been cut very short. As he watched her walk around, he noticed that she was even better built than he had thought. She had a really beautiful pair of legs and he loved to watch them as she walked. She didn't seem to have much going on in the chest department yet, though. They stayed on the patio for a while chatting and sipping iced tea and Harry developed a newfound appreciation for this young creature. She acted older than her eleven years and physically could have passed for older. He watched as she squirmed around in her chair and crossed and uncrossed her legs and he started realizing that there was a nice little body hiding under her clothes. Eventually, he suggested they go in the house and watch television. Looking at the clock, Jenny said that her Mom usually made her get ready for bed when she watched TV after 8 o'clock so she would be ready to jump in when she got sl**py. Harry showed her to her room and went back to the Living room to turn on the TV. He was slumped down in his recliner scanning channels when she returned. She walked into the room wearing a thin shortie nightgown that barely reached mid-thigh. He could see her body through it whenever she got between him and a light. He was fascinated with this beautiful little creature and could not take his eyes off her. Eventually, she settled down on the floor in front of the TV, directly in line with Harry's sight path to the set. She propped herself up on her elbows with her face in her hands looking at the TV. Her ass was pointed directly at Harry and her legs were spread apart about a foot at her heels. As she squirmed around into her final position, her gown rode up almost to her waist. Harry flipped. She was wearing no panties. He had a straight in view of her beautiful bare ass and legs and could almost see up to her pussy. She didn't act as if anything unusual was happening. She probably did this at home and nobody worried about it. Harry was frozen to his chair. If she had spoken to him, he probably could not have answered for a while. He just sat there and drank in this picture of little feminine beauty. Of course, this kind of drinking leads to hard dicks and Harry was now sporting some sturdy wood. He took in all of her bared beauty, straining to see up her pussy, but her legs were not open far enough for a good look up the slit. Finally he regained a bit of composure and noticed that she had been channel flipping quite a bit. He got out of his chair and laid down on the carpet to the left side of her, turned up on his left side, facing her. "Hey, k**do. Don't you think you ought to pick something and stay there?" He asked. "No," she answered, "I have to see everything and then decide and you still have a lot of channels to go." "I think you are being a brat," Harry returned. As he said it he gave her two small swats on her left ass cheek. They were not enough to hurt, just attention getters. She giggled as he smacked. "Oh, you think that was funny?" he said. "No, not really. It kind of tickled," she answered. He swatted her again about the same and she giggled again. "Well, if you liked that," he said, "How about this?" He laid his hand on her cheek, cupping to fit the beautiful globe exactly and gently massaged in circles for a few turns. This time she didn't giggle. She kind of sighed and said, "Yeah. That is nice." Taking this as an opening, Harry started to gently caress both cheeks slipping back and forth and around savoring every delicious inch of soft young skin his hand covered. He was in heaven. His dick was so hard he could have propped himself up on it. She made her approval obvious by the way she was squirming around and moaning. He had no idea an 13 year old girl could be so sensual and appreciate pleasures of the flesh as she did. After a while he started drifting his hand out farther from the center of the cheeks, working his little circles so that he was including the upper parts of her legs. Little by little he dipped down between her thighs. She parted her legs a bit to allow his hand to drop down into that silky area. Her thighs were so creamy smooth. He couldn't remember when he had felt anything so soft and sensual. He kept caressing up over the cheeks, down the legs and down the inner thighs. He thought he felt heat radiating from her crotch, but that would be too much to hope for. She had taken to moaning a bit more than before and especially when his fingers passed within a quarter inch of her pussy lips. Finally he could stand it no more. He had to touch this beautiful girl's pussy, but he was afraid. What if it scared her and she thought it was an attack? What if she told her parents? What if he went to jail? He was beyond restraint and rational thought. On the next pass through her thighs, he extended two fingers as his hand went down nearly to the carpet. When he came back up he moved in closer and slid them up through the slit of her little pussy, briefly feeling them pass over her small clit and her cunt hole. He heard her suck in a breath, but she said nothing to him. She seemed to be watching the TV, but she was definitely paying attention to what was going on. Since she had not stopped him, Harry made another pass and lingered a bit in her slit, briefly rubbing her clit. She wiggled her ass and pushed into the fingers. Oh my God. This was more than he could have ever hoped for. Not only was she allowing him to rub her pussy, she was pushing back, loving it. Now he stopped the caresses and just stayed in her pussy. He rubbed her clit around in little circles with one finger while another explored the wonders of her inner lips and the hole itself. She got hotter and wetter. The whole slit became very wet and slippery. About this time, she dropped the pretense of watching television and turned her head to Harry and leaned it against his upper chest. "That feels so good," she said. He kissed her on the forehead. She was snuggling her head around on him and he kissed her cheeks and forehead as they went by. Suddenly, as he leaned down for a forehead kiss, she turned her face up to him and his lips landed directly on hers. She didn't jerk away as he expected. She pressed into his lips gently and kissed back. All this time his hand was still rubbing her slit and getting everything very wet and slippery. He put his middle finger to the edge of her cunt hold and rubbed around the hole gently. When the finger was well soaked with her juices, he slipped the first joint inside her. "Ooh, what was that?" she asked. "I just slipped my finger into your hole," he replied, "Did you like it?" "I like it a lot," she said. Harry wiggled the finger around a bit rejoicing in the incredible feel of the inside of her small, young vagina. He was clasped in warm, velvety, snug cunt flesh and his mind was reeling. He was wearing short athletic shorts over Jockey shorts and a T-shirt. He had dribbled so much pre-cum that a wet spot had appeared on the front of the outer shorts, but he had not even noticed. He started moving the finger in and out slowly, only a tiny bit at first, and then lengthening the stroke to about a half-inch. Little by little it went deeper into her and her moans and wiggles signaled her pleasure in this deeper incursion to her previously unknown erotic inner areas. Finally the finger was as deep as it could go. Harry could feel the end of her uterus sticking down into her little love tunnel and it excited him greatly. His dick kept dribbling. He started to move in and out finger fucking her while another finger massaged her clit. Now she was pushing harder back into his hand and her breathing was becoming short and irregular. She threw an arm around his neck and held on tightly. She pushed back harder and wiggled her cunt around. Harry felt her starting to spasm inside. Finally it became too much for her and the first waves of her cum overwhelmed her. Her cunt gripped and released his finger repeatedly as she pushed back hard, wiggling her clit against the massaging finger. Again and again she surged. Harry hadn't heard her breathe since the cum started. He worried that she was OK. Her cunt released more slippery fluids as she came and Harry's hand had become quite a mess. Then he asked, "Are you alright?" "Yes," she panted. "It just felt so good I couldn't talk. What was that anyway?" "Well," Harry started, "You had an orgasm, a thing that happens whenever sex play is done well. Most people refer to it as cumming." "Can we do it again?" she asked. "What, right now?" "No, after we rest a little." "Sure, sweetheart, we can do it all you want." "Will it hurt me?" "No, it may even make you feel better about yourself. But you should not mention this to anybody." "I know. k**s aren't supposed to be doing anything like this. What a stupid rule." Harry brought his soaking wet hand out of her crotch, looked at it for a second or two and put it into his mouth. Her young cum juices tasted so good he almost came in his pants. One by one, he licked off the fingers, savoring every ounce of her slippery fluids. "Yuck," she said, "What are you doing?" "I couldn't help it," he said, "Your juices are so sweet I just had to taste them. As a matter of fact, I need an even better taste." With that, he gently turned Jenny over onto her back and spread her legs wide. He crawled down to her feet and then up between her legs putting his face right into her sopping wet little pussy. "Huh?" she said, but did not try to stop him. Harry ran his tongue up and down her slit, around the clit and dipped into the hole. He had never tasted anything so sweet in his life. He found that if he pushed a little, he could get his tongue deeper into her hole without much trouble. She was so slippery and hot that it expanded fairly easily. He could nearly push half his tongue inside. He lapped at the hole and up and down the slit and spent a bit of time licking her clit and teasing it with the tip of his tongue. He suddenly realized she was panting and moaning again. He stepped up the stimulation of her clit and soon felt the spasms starting again. She surged and surged and the juices flowed, thrilling Harry even more. When she settled down again, he knew what had to come next. With an, "I'll be right back," he loped down the hall to the bathroom and grabbed a tube of K-Y from the drawer. True to his word, he was right back. He didn't let her see the tube as he laid it on the carpet nearby. "Wow," she said, "I could do this all night." "Let's do it with a little less in the way," Harry said. With that, he reached for her little nightie and pulled it up and off her. He whipped off his T-shirt and then positioned himself between her legs again. Now he pulled off both pairs of his shorts and pulled her knees up in the air and back with her feet on the floor nearly to her ass. Now she was wide open to him. He thought that he had never seen such a beautiful sight in his entire life. Her mound was rounded up with no hair yet and rolled down over into her puffy pussy lips. He moved up with his face almost into the lips and said, "Let's try some more of this." "Oh, yeah," was her reply. Harry started licking again, but this time he put his hand down to his raging hardon and stroked it a bit. It was demanding release. "Could she take it?" he wondered. He wasn't anything spectacular, just one of those average sizes. She was getting pretty heated up and wet again. He dipped his tongue into her hole and found it would still go in nearly half way. As he lapped, he reached out with his right hand and retrieved the tube of K-Y. He managed to remove the cap with one hand and squeeze out a glob into his palm. He brought it up to his face and smeared a bit of it around her hole and through the slit. She didn't notice. Now was the time. He wiped the rest of the glob of jelly around on his dick lubricating everything from the head to the base. He moved up over her until he was looking her in the eyes and placed the head into her slit and up against the opening to her wonderful inner chamber. She looked a little curious, but said nothing. He pushed gently and the head slipped in. He was surprised that it went in without more hassle, but he wasn't counting on the effects of a half hour of pure a****l heat and several orgasms. "Oooh," escaped from her lips. And he was sure she had liked it. He pushed again and a little more slipped in, but it was taking more and more pressure to push in deeper. She was so tight inside he thought he might not be able to get all the way in before blasting his long pent up cum. Little by little he pushed in until more than two inches was inside. He started moving in and out, very little, very slowly at first, and then as she relaxed, he moved faster and longer. Once the fucking motion had started, his dick began to go a little deeper on each stroke. Finally he was nearly all the way in and his pubic bone almost met hers. He was so amazed he had been able to do this on this little girl, but there was no denying that he could have died and gone to heaven right then and he would have considered his life to have been complete. She felt incredible inside. He was fully inserted into her hot little love tunnel. He could feel her as his dick slipped under and past it a bit. He was gripped by a tight velvet glove that was hot and slippery and he loved it. Now he started to move in and out with ever-longer strokes until the stroke length was several inches. His dick was crying for release when he heard her starting to catch her breath again and her cunt began gripping his dick even tighter. My God, she was going to cum this way too. What an incredibly sexual little wench she was. Suddenly, as one of her spasms gripped his dick, he let go and felt a surge of cum start in the base of his balls and rapidly roll forward slamming its way up through his dick and exploding into her cunt. She jerked a little when it hit her, but did not seem to be hurt by it. It was only the first of many such surges. He had never before cum like this. He spurted and spurted into her until she could hold no more and it oozed back around his dick and out of her, dripping off his balls and running down the crack of her ass. Eventually, they both relaxed and Harry fell down on top of her, although holding most of his weight up from her. She wrapped her arms around him in a bear hug and said, "Oh God, that was so good. Can we do that as much as we want too?" "Sure can," he replied. He was still revelling in the feeling of being inside of her when his dick started shrinking and then slipped out of her with a plopping sound. His cum glopped out of her and down her ass to the carpet. Harry went to the kitchen to get some paper towels for clean-up. Later, they tried to watch TV a bit, but Harry had clearly worn the little girl out with her first sexual experience so she started drifting off and he put her to bed. The next morning Harry was scrambling eggs and making toast and coffee when Jenny got up and came into the kitchen. "Morning, sweetheart," he said to her, "How about some breakfast?" "Oh, yeah!" she answered, "I am really hungry and that's kind of funny. I don't usually get too excited about breakfast." Harry understood the hunger. They had a nice breakfast together and chattered about nothing in particular and she never mentioned the night before. She was still wearing the little nightgown that covered little and Harry took notice of that too. "It was really great having you here, sweetheart," he said, "I hate to see you go now." "Maybe not," she replied. Jumping up and running to the window, she looked over at her own house and said, "Not home yet." Harry had a bit of a reprieve. She wheeled around and ran back across the room landing in Harry's lap. "We still have time for some more fun, don't we?" she asked. Harry said nothing. He just picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. He put her down on her feet, and in one quick motion, pulled the nightgown up and off her. He marveled at the maturity of her body for only 13 years old. He saw now that she had the beginnings of her breasts. They were just raised areolas with a small nipple on top, but they were very symmetrical and stood out almost an inch. He just knew they would grow to be as gorgeous as the rest of her body. He now quickly stripped off his clothing and got her to lay on the bed on her back. He lay down beside her and leaned over to have a good look at the developing little boobs. He decided that they were quite fine and needed some attention. He kissed the little round mounds, savoring their immature nature. He licked in circles, all around the areola and then the nipple, which he then sucked into his mouth and teased with his tongue while sucking inward. Jenny made happy moaning sounds. It was clear she liked this. He made his way to the center of her chest and started slowly moving down with little kisses marking the way. He tongued around her navel and then moved to the top of her hairless mound. She had come a long way since he first started her training. He could smell the musky odor of her sex juices starting to flow in anticipation of what was to come. He licked up and down her puffy slit, tucking his tongue into the folds and teasing her clit and the hole. She had taken hold of his rigid dick and was squeezing and stroking it. "Did all this go into me last night?" she asked. "It sure did, little sweetheart, it filled you up clear to the bottom of your space," he answered. "Well, fill me up again Harry. I'm so hot now I can't stand to wait any longer." Harry climbed on top of her and she spread her legs out with her knees up, like he showed her before. He put the slippery head, wet with pre-cum, in her slit, up against the hole and then slid up and down the slit wetting it with both their juices. Now the head seemed to move on its own, seeking the luscious target. It dropped into the beginning of the hole and then, to Harry's surprise, it slipped right in. It was still tight, but working much more smoothly than their first time. Holding the middle of his dick, he moved it around inside her a little, savoring the exquisite feeling of her hot, tight love canal. Then a little more push and another inch went in. "Does any of this hurt?" he asked. "No, it feels good. Go in deeper, I need to feel full." Little by little, stroking into her and pushing more he sank completely into her, right up to his balls. He felt their pubic mounds rub together. It was incredible. Now he was stroking in deep and coming over half way out, fucking her as if she were an adult lover. She moaned loudly and grabbed at his back with her short arms. All her activity made Harry even hotter. His load was traveling upstream with arrival at any time. He felt her cunt muscles start to contract, her cum had started and he could hold out no longer. Spurt, spurt, spurt, he shot great gobs into her and the excess oozed out around his tightly imbedded tool. As usual, they left a large wet spot where they had lain. After a clean-up and a bit of rest, they looked across the street just in time to see her parents coming home. She grabbed up her things and headed toward the kitchen door. "Do you think you can ever come back over?" Harry asked. "You can count on it," was her answer. Ten minutes later Harry wondered how much longer it would be before she returned. He sipped coffee and thought about the amazing things that had happened in just a few short hours. His dick twitched.