Summer Holiday/Spain Day 8 Toni
I shrugged. “I don’t know; sometimes a man’s cock takes over from his brain and it doesn’t always make the best decisions.” She was sitting sideways across my lap and I slid my hand up her thigh until my thumb touched her pussy. “If she was here now; would you rather fuck her or me?” I stroked my thumb up and down, feeling for her clit. “What do you think,” I said. “Men like me prefer girls with flat chests like yours. Some men like girls with big tits and some men like girls with big bums; but I like girls with no tits and firm little bums like yours.” I bent forward and kissed her on the lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth, while at the same time my thumb was busy working on her clit. That pretty much ended the conversation for the time being. When we broke off the kiss, she slipped off my lap and stood posing in front of me. "Do you really think I'm pretty," she said. I looked at her: Ten years old but looking younger; her short, dark hair framing a round face with brown eyes and a snub nose. When she smiled (a bit nervously) she showed a gap in her front teeth. Her skin was tanned by the sun and the white shape of her bikini bottom was clearly defined; other than that, she was flawless, not even a gnat bite to spoil the perfection of her young body. I was tempted to make a joke and say that she was the prettiest girl I had seen today; common sense prevailed. "Not pretty," I said; "beautiful. Your father is a very lucky man."
To my surprise, she looked downcast at this. "Daddy only likes Tracy," she said. "I'm sure that's not true."
"They carry on like they are married and I am just a kid," she said. her bottom lip trembled and I thought that she was going to cry.
"I think your father needs his eyes tested," I said. A thought suddenly occurred to me... "Have you ever..."
She shook her head. "Never," she said and practically threw herself at me so that I fell back with her on top of me.
We kissed again and I began to realise how inexperienced she was. I rolled us both over so that we were side by side. She was panting a little and I lay there trying to think what to say. She was on her back and I turned towards her and laid a hand on the smooth skin of her flat belly; I could feel her trembling at my touch. “This is your first time isn’t it,” I said. She nodded, almost imperceptibly.
Before this holiday, I had very limited experience with young girls, and not all that much with grown-up ones. During the last few days, I had participated in more sex than ever before, and most of it with young girls; they, however, had all been experienced. In fact, I had never before had the chance to fuck a virgin, and I wasn’t sure what I should do. “She obviously wants to lose her cherry; if it isn’t me, it will be some other lucky guy,” I think. “It’s one thing with some kid whose father has been fucking her since she was weaned, but…?”
What do you do?
She wants it; being turned down would be a huge blow for her?