Author: Stardust
Title: Anything?
Summary: 12 year old Madison says she’ll do ANYTHING if I take her to the pizza shop. But does she really mean anything?
Keywords: Mg ped cons nosex

Anything? (Mg cons nosex)
By Stardust

(This story is a sequel to “The Best Gift”.  You might want to read that story first. Or not.)

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This story is FICTION. The events described never occurred outside of the author’s imagination. 

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“I’ll do ANYTHING if you take us to Joe’s Pizza!”  

12 year old Madison was doing her usual begging routine – her arms around my neck, body pressed against mine, her nose inches from my nose, her lips alternately pouty and hopeful. We both know that I like it.  We both know that I will eventually give in.  We both know that when I act unsure, I’m just delaying because I like the way she begs.

“I’ll do ANYTHING!”  she says again, while pressing her newbie boobies against my chest.  

She says this every time she wants something. We both understand the obvious implication.  I always leave that implication unstated.  I always give in without taking up her offer.  

But this time was to be different.

“I’ll do ANYTHING,” she half whispers, her lips close enough I could kiss them, but I don’t.

“Will you really do ANYTHING?”  I half-whisper in return.

“ANYTHING,” her eyes twinkle.  She likes this game.

“Anything at all?”  

“Yes,” she probably has a good idea now what I’m leading up to.

“You sure?”

“YES!” insistent.

“Ok, here’s the ANYTHING I want” (I emphasize the word in the same way she does.)

“I’ve seen your boobies before, and they’re very pretty, gorgeous really, perfect boobies.  But I’ve never touched them.” Her grin is gone, and she’s listening intently.  She looks a little shocked, really.

“Here’s my anything deal: you let me take off your shirt and your bra.  Then I will touch your boobies for 5 minutes.  I promise I won’t do anything that hurts, in fact, it may feel nice.  Then I will take you and Kayla to Joe’s Pizza and you both can order anything you want.”

“Do it Madison.  You know Joe’s is the best pizza there is.” My daughter encourages.

Madison grins mischievously for a moment, then gets serious, and considers my proposition.

“If I want you to stop, you have to stop.”

I knew this was a ‘yes’ and I was jumping for joy inside, but I kept my face outwardly serious.  

“If you say ‘stop’ I will immediately stop touching you, and I won’t bitch or complain.  But we won’t go to Joe’s.”

She thought some more.

“Five minutes?”

“Five minutes.”

“One minute.”

“Three minutes.

“And Kayla will time the three minutes.”

“Agreed.  The timer starts after I’ve removed your bra, when I first touch your bare boobie.”

“Ok, let’s go to your room.” All thoughtfulness gone, she was back to her usual cheery self.

Madison was wearing a padded bra (evil things, they should be outlawed).  I found this out earlier when she jumped at me and just expected that I would catch her.  

When I started removing her top, I took it slow.  I wanted to savor the moment, and, after all, this part wasn’t being timed.  She was wearing a flimsy lime-green cotton top.  I grasped the bottom edge and pulled it up over her head as Madison obligingly raised her arms.  Underneath was a white undershirt with pretty lace edging.  I removed that one the same way.  All that was left now was her (evil) padded bra.  I unclasped the back, and it easily slid down off her arms, leaving her fantastic boobs exposed.

She’d grown a bit since the truth or dare incident.  The nipples were larger now, though still not the size of an adult woman’s, and still very pink.  From the front her boobs appeared round, almost like a pancake, but from the side it was apparanet that they were more full now than before.  

“Ok Madison, here we go.  I’m gonna stand behind you.  It’s easier for me to touch your boobies that way.  You can lean back against me if you like.”

I stood behind her and reached around her body.  Kayla looked at her watch and called out “Go!”

At first I rubbed over the surface of her breasts ever so lightly, feeling the smooth skin, but avoiding the nipple.  I pressed lightly to feel the texture.  They were more firm than an adult’s, but still soft and squishy.  When I first ran my fingers across her nipples she flinched.  They were already erect before I touched them.

“One minute!” Kayla called out.

Now I cupped the full boobs in my hands.  They were less than a handful.  I kneaded them lightly, like a kitten on its momma’s tummy.  Then I concentrated on the nipples, rubbing light circles around the areola, then lightly squeezing the nipple.  Madison giggled and wiggled at that.

“Two minutes!”

“Now I’m gonna be your baby, Madison.”  

I walked around to her front, leaned over, and lightly licked across one nipple, then the other.  Madison squirmed a little, and put her hands on my forehead as if she was gonna push me away, but she didn’t push.  I ran my tongue around the nipple, then sucked it between my lips, and sucked like Maggie on her pacifier, but being very gentle.  Madison was now running her fingers into my hair, and had her hands on the back of my head, as if to pull me to her, but she didn’t pull.

“Three minutes.  Time’s up!” Kayla yelled.

As hard as it was to stop (Jeez, I was just getting started), I pulled away immediately (well, almost immediately).  I wanted to give her every reason to make another such bargain in the future.  

Madison’s face was flushed, but she seemed her normal chipper self.  “Ok, lets go to Joe’s. I hope you’re hungry Kayla. I’m gonna order the biggest pizza they got with every topping. You’re dad’ll be sorry he made this deal.”

She did, and I’m not.