| Role Reversal, Chapter 4 The hours dragged by very slowly over the weekend. My mind was on Cindy most of my waking hours. I must have masturbated six times between Saturday morning and Sunday evening. I had no worries about Cindy "spilling the beans" because after all she was the one who had initiated the event and also because of her incredible sexual maturity for a 10 year old. My only concern was whether or not she would stop by my place on her way home from school on Monday. I busied myself over the weekend by doing some house cleaning, shopping for groceries, taking clothes to the cleaners and other mini-projects to try and keep my mind off Cindy. These activities helped but invariably my mind would drift back to Friday afternoon and before I knew it my hand was inside my panties frigging my swollen clit. I had a poor sleep Sunday night. After breakfast on Monday, I had a long leisurely bath, and with some difficulty managed to leave my pussy alone. At about 2:00 I put on my sexiest lingerie: a black matching panty and bra set, dark nylons and a garter belt. I wanted to look as sexy (and I guess slutty) as possible for my little mistress if she appeared on my doorstep on her way home from school. Beginning about 3:00 p.m. I began pacing the floor, as nervous as I had ever been. I was startled out of my dream world by the sound of my door bell. My God, I thought, it has to be her. She has kept her promise. Moments later I opened the door and there stood my little school-girl angel. I quickly closed and locked the door. "Did you miss me over the weekend Barb? she asked in an innocent voice. "More than you can imagine darling," I answered. We hugged each other and then moved to the sofa. Without any prompting from me she crawled into my lap and put her arms around my neck. Our lips met and we began exploring each other's mouths. We tongue kissed for several minutes arousing each other to a fever pitch. Instinctively my hand was on her knee, loving the feel of her smooth, soft preteen skin. I wanted to move slowly, but I knew from last Friday we did not have a lot of time. Cindy must have felt the same as she slowly spread her legs to encourage the upward movement of my hand. I was just an inch or two from her panty crotch and about to caress the cotton material when I was suddenly taken aback. My finger came into direct contact with her little slit. The little vixen was not wearing any panties. Cindy giggled and said, "Surprise!" "Why aren't you wearing panties Cindy?" I asked. "I was until about half an hour ago but took them off in the girl's bathroom at school just before I left school. I wanted to surprise you. Are you glad I did it?" I told her of course I was glad but that she was making me very horny. "Let's not waste any any time today sweetheart. Let's go to my bedroom." The next hour was simply incredible. We undressed each other and then I had her sit on my face. I licked and sucked her slit and clitty and pulled her forward several times so I could tongue her tight little rosebud. After she recovered from her orgasm she spent several minutes sucking my tits and running her tongue over my extended nipples. Then without any coaching from me, she wormed her way down between my spread legs and began licking my aroused cunt. Jesus, this little 10 year old knew exactly what to do to get me off. I had an incredible cum. A little later she said, "I'm sorry Barb." "What are you sorry about Cindy? That was great." "Well," she said, "I wanted to lick your brownie like you did to me." That comment was so sweet, it brought tears to my eyes. "That is quite alright honey, there will many other times when you can do that or any other thing you want to do to me," I answered. She then shocked me again when she said, "Would like me to fist fuck you sometime Barb?" Where did this child acquire all this sophisticated sexual knowledge, I wondered. It is almost one year since I was seduced by my little sweetheart. She stops by my place 2 or 3 times each week on her way home from school. I never tire of her visits and she is equally anxious to see me. It is a perfect arrangement. Her mother suspects nothing and her mom, Denise and I remain good friends. In about three weeks, it will be her birthday and I have a surprise for her. I have found a website that sells lingerie for preteens and have ordered a sexy ensemble consisting of light blue bikini panties, a matching little padded bra, nylon stockings and a garter belt. I can't wait to dress her up in these items. I also intend to apply lip gloss, mascara and eye shadow to add to her overall sexy appearance. Just thinking about how hot she will look makes my pussy wet. I plan on taking a lot of photos of her dressed up with my polaroid which I can look at when she is not with me and I feel the need to get off. Throughout the past year I have maintained my friendship with Cindy's mom Denise. I often visit them on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon for tea. There are times when I think Cindy is a real little slut. When I visited her mom last Saturday afternoon, Cindy did something that was really wild. Denise had excused herself to use the bathroom and as soon as the bathroom door closed Cindy was at my side with a wicked little grin on her face. She lifted her dress up to her waist and whispered, "Wanna have a quick cunnyrub?" I thought this was a little dangerous but the bathroom was down a hallway and out of sight from where I was sitting. Also, we would hear the toilet flushing and knew we would have a few more seconds straighten ourselves out before she re-entered the living room. Looking down at Cindy's panty clad crotch, any reluctance I had quickly vanished. I reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side. With my other hand I ran the middle finger up and down her slit several times. Her little cunny was wet which made it easy to insert my finger up to the first knuckle. "I love it when you do that to me Barb," she said. "I know, I answered, and I love doing it to you." On impulse, I got out off my chair and dropped to my knees in front of her. She knew instinctively what I wanted and reached down and pulled her panties to one side. I licked her litttle cunt for just a few seconds. God I love the taste of preteen pussy. I was brought back to my senses when I heard the flushing of the toilet. We both knew we had to stop but neither of us wanted to. We knew, however, that in two days Cindy would be back at my place and we would have over an hour of bliss with no interuptions. The End Many readers have emailed me saying they found my story very stimulating. Both males and females have confessed they masturbated while they read the account of my relationship with Cindy. That has been very gratifying to me. Many have also raised two questions.
Within a few days I will submit an epilogue which will answer these questions. |