Mr. Jones' Swing Set

Lilla's favorite playground equipment had to be the swings. She loved swinging by herself, flying high and feeling her stomach drop below her, but even more than that, she loved to spider swing.

Mr. Jones taught her the spider swing a couple months ago, on her ninth birthday. She had been real sad because her mom and dad had been too busy to throw her a party, even though she had dressed up in a nice skirt and even brushed her teeth! So she had gone over to Mr. Jones' house and asked if she could use his swing set. He was the only grownup she knew who had one, so she knew he must be a really cool adult. He had watched her swing, and he had talked to her, and really listened and he seemed to be upset that nobody had thrown her a birthday party.

"I'll tell you what," he said, "I'll show you this real neat trick. It's a lot of fun, but it takes two people." He walked over to the second swing and sat down. "Come here, sit in my lap facing me" he said. Lilla climbed into his lap, placing her legs on either side of his body. He held her back with his hands, pushing her closer to him. "You don't want to fall off, so hold on as tightly as you can with your legs. She did so, arranging her skirt so that it wouldn't get caught in the swing, and felt something hard in his pants that pushed against her underwear. Then Mr. Jones started pushed off the ground and they started swinging together. With every movement she could feel that hard thing rubbing against her underwear. That feels kind of nice in a funny way, she thought.

They swung higher than she had ever swung before, because Mr. Jones was much stronger than herself. He seemed to become concerned about her safety, so far up from the ground, as he was holding her back again, pushing her against him. That thing in his pants was pushing into her even more and it seemed larger if that was possible.

"What is that in your pocket?" she asked, giggling. Mr. Jones smiled at her secretively.

"Aww, I don't think you want to know" he replied. Lilla didn't want to argue too much cause he had been so nice to her, but she really was very curious.

"Maybe I do!" she said. "It seems to be very big and it feels nice." It seemed to move a bit when she said that, which made her even more curious. Mr. Jones dragged his feet into the sand, bringing them to a stop.

"Come inside and I'll show you," he said. They walked back into his house, and he led her into his bedroom, where he closed the door and windows. "This is a big secret" he told her, "you can't tell anybody about it!"

"I promise!" Lilla said seriously, bursting with curiosity. He sat on his bed, and she sat down next to him, looking at his pants as he unzipped them. He pulled out the Thing which was very large and strange shaped. He was rubbing it with his hand and looking at her in a strange way.

"Do you want to touch it?" he asked. Lilla answered by rubbing her fingers along the tip of it, and she felt something wet. "Go on, you can taste it," he said encouragingly.

She licked her finger. "What is that? It tastes different!" she said, still rubbing the Thing with her other fingers. Mr. Jones groaned softly.

"See, I'm different than you," he said. "I'll take my pants off and you take your skirt off, and I'll show you."

"Are you sure that's ok?" Lilla asked, "Mom always tells me not to take off my clothes."

"It's alright, I don't mind. It can be our secret," he replied, winking as he pulled off his pants and shirt. Lilla was excited. She had always loved being naked, and had always wondered what other people had under their clothes. Soon she was naked as well, and looking at herself and at him, she noticed many differences. The biggest difference was what was between their legs. She realized she had never even looked down at herself, and so she scooted further onto his bed and spread her legs.

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I'm not a pervert. I'm just a normal, red-blooded guy who hasn't gotten laid in ages. You really can't blame me. This girl comes to my door, practically begging for any sort of attention at all. I end up remembering a swinging game from my youth, but somehow forgot that the little girl would be rubbing up against my dick the entire time. Anybody would get hard at that kind of contact, especially a man who hasn't sunk into a cunt for over two years.

Then she asked to see it. It's the girl's birthday. I've got to give her what she asks for, right? So I gave it to her. I led her into my bedroom, and stripped down with her. There is something so incredibly hot about being naked with a young girl who is just about to start budding. I could see her little breasts just beginning to form, and the tiniest little thatch of hair starting to sprout between her legs. I fully intended to leave it as a viewing session. After all, what harm could just looking do? But then she spread eagle right in front of me, pulling her tight little cunt open. She started exploring down there, obviously eager to learn,and I watched her gasp in pleasure as she rubbed herself for the first time. I rubbed myself eagerly as I watched her rub her tiny clit with her fingers and smelled the light musky scent of her juices as she pleasured herself.

"Wow, that feels really good," she said. "Does it feel that good when you touch
yourself, too?"

"Yeah," I replied, smiling. "But it feels even better when you touch me." So
I sat next to her on the bed, and she reached for my cock, stroking it as she had just watched me stroke it. I expertly rubbed her clit with my thumb, enjoying the sight of her gasping in pleasure below me. What harm could helping her out do? I thought to myself. She was so incredibly eager, it would almost be a crime not to teach her. I rubbed her small nipples while I fingered her, which elicited a moan from her. Encouraged, I sucked on them, and slowly pushed a finger inside her tight, wet cunt.

Like a natural, she started bucking against my finger eagerly. "That feels so good," she said, rubbing my cock harder. I couldn't help myself. Of course, I naturally wanted to feel even more.

"Do you want to taste it?" I asked carefully. She answered me by licking the tip of my cock. The sight and feel of her small, warm tongue on my cock almost pushed me over the edge. "It's even better if you suck," I said helpfully. After all, who else was going to teach her the intricacies of fellatio? I was only helping this little girl along with the learning process.

She took the tip of my cock into her mouth, sucking on it, and flicking her tongue against it, eager to taste more of my precum. She immediately grew slicker, and I was able to push another finger into her, as she took me deeper and deeper into her mouth.

She suddenly stopped, as if comprehending something. "Are you supposed to put your thing into here?" she asked, pointing at her wet cunt. "Is that why they're in the same place?"

"Why, yes," I answered (I'm not going to lie to the girl), "That's a very clever
deduction on your part! You must be a very smart girl!"

She grinned at me, obviously quite pleased. "Well, then put it in there!" she said, lying back against my bed and spreading herself wide open. I sat between her legs, unsure of what to do, but she grabbed my cock and rubbed it against her wet slit. "I'm the birthday girl, so you've gotta!"

She makes a reasonable point, I thought, as I pushed the tip of my cock against her. Oh god, she was so incredibly tight and wet. "This is going to hurt a bit, but then it'll feel really really good," I warned her as I pushed deeper inside her. Her walls squeezed against me so tightly, the pleasure almost hurt. The sight of that little girl's cunt wrapped around my dick made me grow even harder, as I pushed my way into her. She moaned beneath me as I pushed past her cervix and filled her completely.

"Do you like it?" I asked huskily. She nodded uncertainly, but it was too late to back down now. I lost control with the feeling of her sweet little cunt around me, just as any guy would have lost control, and I pounded into that girl again and again, as hard as I could. She whimpered a little bit in pain after a few minutes.

"Is it starting to hurt?" I asked.

She nodded, "But it feels good, too, still."

So I lay down on my back, and set her down on my dick. "It might hurt less if you ride me," I said. She giggled at the idea of riding me, but bucked her hips against my cock in a way I've never felt before. I reached up and rubbed her clit as she pumped against me. There is nothing hotter than the sight of a little girl sitting on top of you and eagerly filling herself with your cock. The sensations built up too strongly for her, and she came, her cunt gripping me tigher than I have ever been gripped before. I grabbed her hips and pushed her cunt along me as hard as I could, then came in her hard, spurting jet after jet of hot cum into her.

So she thanked me sweetly for her birthday present, quickly got dressed again, and walked (limped) back home. This little girl is absolutely insatiable. She keeps coming back for more. Really, who am I to deny her?

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