Tanya's Story, Chapter Three

by Barbie Doll

Here I was sitting on the edge of the bed with my heart beating rapidly and my mom's best friend standing in front of me with her skirt's hem held up around her waist showing me her sexy black bikini panties. There was sufficient light for me to see the outline of her pussy lips. The scene was so fucking hot that I almost came in my panties.

Rita reached down and gently took my hand in hers and placed it on the crotch of her panties. I ran my middle finger up and down her crotch and could feel wetness seeping through the smooth nylon fabric. "Oh that feels so nice when you touch me like this Tanya," she said. "Do you like touching me like this Sweetie? she asked. "More than anything in the world," I answered. "Is there anything you would especially like to do darling?" Rita asked me.

I was still feeling a bit shy and unsure of myself but I also knew I wanted this encounter to progress so I told her I had often thought about her beautiful breasts and I would love to see them. Rita smiled and said, "I'm not surprised because I have seen you peeking at my titties several times when you thought I wasn't looking." "I'll take off my bra but only if you let me take off your panties first," she said in a teasing tone of voice. At that point I would have done anything she asked me so I stood up, pulled up my skirt to my waist and she slipped my panties down to the floor and I stepped out of them. "Give me your panties," Rita instructed me. I passed them to her. Rita brought them up to her face and inhaled deeply. "I love the scent of a little girl's cunnie," she told me.

Before I left her condo that afternoon Rita had introduced me to french kissing, licking and sucking her large nipples and even pushing our fingers up each other's bum hole. The best thing, however, was when she told me about doing a "69." I had no idea what she meant by that but when she had me lay on top of her with my head near her pussy and her head between my legs I thought I was in heaven. Her tongue licking my slit and then my clitty gave me a cummie more intensive than I'd had even when Daddy molested me. I knew I wanted more of this wonderful, forbidden sex.

Over the next several weeks I became totally addicted to my need for Rita's tongue in all my holes and my tongue caressing her most intimate parts. Rita was every bit the pervert that my daddy was. I have read accounts where girls my age claim they were sexually "abused" by an adult. I never thought of myself as a victim. In fact I loved every moment I was with both Daddy and Mom's friend Rita.

A few months later Mom was having difficulty making ends meet and decided there were better employment opportunities in a larger city and we moved to a suburb of Seattle called Kirkwood. I was devastated having to leave Rita but I really had no choice. Mom found a job as a receptionist at a large medical clinic and we were able to move into a nice two bedroom condo conveniently located for both mom's work and my school.

I, however, found it difficult to make friends as the girls in my class were very reluctant to accept newcomers. There was a large regional shopping mall about a 10 minute bus ride from where our condo was located and most Saturdays I would hop on the bus and spend part of the day wandering through the mall window shopping and admiring the many mature ladies going about their business. My favorite thing was to sit in one of the many rest areas and "people watch." I would often focus on a particular woman I found attractive and then fantasize about having a sexual encounter with her.

One Saturday, while sitting in my favorite rest area, I was surprised when Karen, one of the most popular girls in my class suddenly appeared and sat down next to me. To my surprise, Karen treated me as if we had been friends for years and we chatted about school, the latest pop DVD's, teen fashion and other things of interest to 12 year old girls. A few minutes later I noticed another girl from my class walking toward one of the exits with a man who looked to be about the age of my dad.

"Oh look Karen, there's Cindy and her dad."

The response from Karen surprised me. "That's not her dad silly," Karen said.

"Then who is he?" I asked.

"Oh he's one of the regulars here at the mall," Karen answered. Karen recognized the blank look on my face. "You don't get it do you Tanya?" Karen said.

Now I was really confused.

"His name is George and he's one of several pervs who likes preteen girls and he is very generous. He'll give you $10 just to let him feel you up. You can make $20 if you let him feel inside your panties. I know a guy named Harold and you can make $50 if you jerk him off."

I was shocked but was also fascinated by what Karen was telling me.

"It's not only guys who like little girls like us, there are also quite a few ladies," Karen said.

This comment really piqued my interest but I knew I had to be careful what I said and not appear to be too interested. After choosing my words very carefully I timidly asked, "Have you ever done it with a grown up lady?"

After a long silence Karen said, "If I tell you, you will have to promise never to tell anyone."

"Oh God yes, you have my word. I'll never tell a soul," I answered.