The Taking of the Gift

by Little Girl Love

I sat there and stared at my husband. He had just given the biggest of anniversary gifts. He had probed and found my innermost desire, and had fanned it to a flame of such intensity that I had never felt before. My desire "A Girl". A Girl that I would ride the waves of sinful pleasure with. A journey in which I would take her, and with her reach heights never even dreamed of. The Girl in question was standing in front of my husband, wearing nothing but her tight white panties. That needed to be changed.

I looked at her mother, the source of her sublime beauty. I said put some clothes on her. She was puzzled "I thought you would be interested". I looked at her daughter. She looked hurt, and suddenly ashamed of her partial nudity, her hands covered her small apple sized breasts. Her right leg crossed and slightly lifted to further protect her hidden pussy. She couldn't stand my gaze and lowered her face. "What's her name?"

"It's Melissa," replied the mother.

"Oh I am interested… very much, but a present must be opened, the slower the better. Is she experienced?"

"Yes, but only with me."

"How many times?"

"Twice… the last time was before the video… I wanted to keep her as fresh as possible for you."

"Good, get her dressed and come back soon."

I knew I had been too blunt to the point of being rude, but I was in shock, the shock of my husband knowing my secret desire, and the shock of facing my desire in reality. I sat on the bed and looked at my husband. "So the entire day was planned to be a wreck until this moment."

He grinned at me. "Yep, had to pay the whole damn town to make it a fiasco. They think that I am trying to chase you away by looking like a nut. Don't worry nobody but the four of us know the whole darn truth."

"Hope you don't have any big hard ideas about the little girl."

"Hah, she probably won't be able to take it. I'm just here to watch. If you don't mind."

"Oh no you don't, you get to see this live."

The door opened and little Melissa came into the room. She was wearing a lovely skirt that came down to her knees, and a matching slightly loose top. Her head was still lowered. I asked, "Can I call you Mel?"

Her shoulder shrugged and her head nodded a yes.

"Come to me," I said holding out my arms. She slowly came towards me. I looked at the two adults behind her and said you two get comfortable and watch.

As soon as she came within arms reach I gently pulled her between my open legs. My face was even with hers; she was still avoiding my gaze. I gently cupped her chin and raised her face. I saw the lovely big dark eyes, the beautiful small nose and the heavenly lips, no makeup, and that added to her desirability.

I asked, "Why are you so shy all of a sudden?"

She seemed afraid to answer.

"Go on, don't worry, you can say whatever you want"

"My mom told me lots about you, and how you take care of your lover, but you don't seem to be what I expected you to be"

I had hurt my poor little divine thing. It must have been my bluntness and my seeming authoritativeness. "Look Mel, I am really sorry, I was very surprised at that time and wasn't being myself. You will find out more about me in a little while. If you don't like what I am doing you can tell me to stop… anytime.

She seemed to ponder this for a moment and then said, "OK."

I was feeling a little tense. I hadn't planned for this moment. I had dreamed of it yes, but doing it was an entirely different matter. It was almost as is I was going to lose my virginity again.

I lightly touched her wrists and asked, "How old are you?"

"Thirteen," she replied.

I raised my right hand to her shoulders while my left went to the small of her back. My right hand circled her neck and gently pulled her face to mine. My left hand wandered to her butt. I kissed her lips, expecting them to be closed, but was surprised to find them open. I started to massage her lovely soft butt with my left hand while I opened my mouth and started exploring her mouth with my tongue. Her tongue too joined the play.

I hadn't imagined that a simple kiss would be so pleasurable. I don't know why but this was the best kiss that I had ever had. The pleasure of it engulfed me and carried me. I pulled her face tighter to mine crushing our lips. My left hand crossed the divide and clasped her left butt cheek. Using that hold I pulled her further between my open legs so that our upper bodies came into full contact. I held her tightly. My robe had parted at the legs and opened up almost till my pussy.

Her hands came between our bodies reaching for the tie of my robe. I immediately broke the kiss and stopped her hands. I smiled at her and said, "I will undress you first and then you can do me." She giggled.

I wanted her strip to be a show for the audience. This time both my hands circled her waist and caressed her butt while I leaned on her face and whispered sweet nothings to her. My hands slid lower and lower until I reached the hem of the dress at the knees. The return journey was made under her skirt bringing up the bottom of the skirt as well. I reached her panty-covered butt. By this time I had once again taken possession of those heavenly lips, and feasted them. My tongue seemed to be more a part of her body than mine. I had already gotten a good feel of her butts, I wanted more. I pulled her panties tight and gave her a wedgie. Our audience was suddenly seeing a little girl with beautiful butts in a thong. My hands slowly gravitated to her still hidden pussy, but the presence of the audience stopped me.

I wanted them to get the show of their lives. I broke the kiss, and found my little Mel gasping and saw new love and adoration on her eyes. I knew it for sure. She was mine. She would do anything I asked her to do. This knowledge made me give her a very fierce hug, which was received just as fiercely. I turned her around so that she was looking at our audience. Her skirt fell back to her knees. I closed my legs and lifted her to seat her on them, with her knees to each side. My hands slowly encircled her waist and climbed her flat stomach in search of her "almost not there" breasts. I rested my face on her shoulders and whispered to her, "See how hot you have made them." My hubby and her mother had already progressed to rubbing themselves over their clothes. By this time my hands had found the delicate little treasures. They then caressed them rubbing, squeezing, pinching… "The heat they feel is nothing compared to the furnace in me." My hands temporarily left her little breasts and went to her neck, to attack the first of her buttons of her top.

They were impatient and the memory of the feel of the breasts spurred them to haste. They were insatiable and hungry very hungry, for the barrier less contact with little girl nearly non-existent breasts. The buttons were off in a flash, actually my feral hands ripped of a few buttons. This done the top was parted with animal ferocity only to be followed by gentle caress of the little girl twin mounds. Her heart was pounding, she breathed as though she had run the four- minute mile. My mouth in the meantime would not cooperate with my desire to whisper more words to her, to further fuel her already well- established lust. I wanted her desire to reach such a peak that she would be ready to kill for release. She should be given the sort of sexual bliss only little girls deserved. But my tongue had found other ways to take her there. It outlined her ear, giving playful nips to her lobe, and suddenly give gentle licks inside. (Her mother had a hand inside her blouse, her skirt was off, and her panties outlined her hands rubbing her pussy. Hubby though seemed content with subbing himself through his pants)

This seemed to work better than talking; her breathing had turned to wonderful little girl moans. If you haven't heard that, then you still haven't heard that one sound that can turn a frigid pussy into steaming and streaming volcano of lava like pussy juice. Even a nun would find it hard to breathe.

This brought feralness to my hands once again they ripped the top off her shoulders. Held her tightly in a bear hug with her back to me. My face viewed our audience, they were just as captivated as I was. My legs slowly opened and with it opened the slim legs of the little girl in my lap, my hands released her from the bear hug and went to her lovely legs, they slid on her soft inner thighs, actually skimmed with butterfly touches over them. Raising her skirt along the way searching for and finally finding her venus, her altar of love, my path to complete sexual gratification, my most coveted prize. (Hubby also had joined the under the undergarments club.)

The ferality of my hands raised its head, but was quelled with the nearly superhuman effort of an animal trainer working with a cranky jungle cat. I gently caressed where her thighs crease and slowly oh so torturously (For me more than her) slowly came to the outer lips of her pussy, that was wrong. "What do you call this?" "Little Mel." "Mom told me it was my pussy". I said to her "pussy is what adults have. You are still deliciously young so we should call it a kitten, it will grow into a pussy, but this kitten I will love and remember forever and ever." Saying this I covered her "kitten" with my palm and massaged. I knew she was wet, but I did not know how wet her "kitten" had become. I had wanted to strip her for the audience a lot slower, but… (They were hot enough anyway, they were already in their skins and whacking off crazy.)

The animal trainer lost and the cranky jungle cat won. I pushed her off my thighs a little roughly and turned her to face me. I fell to my knees in front of her, and the same time the disobedient, and impatient hands brought down the offending skirt with the descent of my body, thankfully they did not touch the undies. I bent my face to the juncture of the little girl thighs and barely paused to take a whiff of the maddening fragrance of unsullied little girl juice, my hands had already parted those legs and grasped the bare ass cheeks (her panty was still in thong mode), meanwhile my mouth another animal beyond my control, took position right on her "kitten" my hands completed the job of making contact with the divine (pantied) and the mouth. They bushed the butts to my mouth. My hubby had taught me that a little teeth could feel good on a pantied pussy, a "kitten" was no different, so this one received a series of slight nips with the teeth, the panty would prevent the pain. The Little girl moans were now constant, which mad my pussy stream continuously. But a portion of my mind remembered of our audience, the two persons who created this moment of supreme satisfaction never before believed for me. I still wanted to give them a show.

I slid back to the bed, bringing Mel with me. My back was to the cot, the bed slightly lower than my shoulders, so I slid down slightly and tilted my head back to the bed. I asked her to climb so that her feet were to the sides of my face. I then told her to remove her panties as quick as possible. In my dreams the removing of panties was a very slow affair. Watching her hairless pubes come into view and the slowly the begging of her kitten, the wonderful incomparably beautiful soft outer lips closed over the inner lips like a clam, making the infamous V into a flawless W. But my body decided it had no time to waste. I watched as in a flash her amazing "kitten" came revealed itself. It brought out a guttural moan from me, and my hands caught her hips and brought them down forcibly, to have her squatting down on face, my hands then pushed her body to the bed, so that she was kneeling over my face, my tongue tirelessly "bathing" her "kitten" (Cats clean themselves with their tongues). The kitten was "crying tears of joy"; each drop of this sacred "tear" was properly consumed with awe and pleasure over having "worshipped my goddess".

My hands roamed her back, playing with her hind quarters, they then came to the divide, and started their exploration, They came upon that little star, and lightly rubbed (Did I hear an extra moan? It needed to be investigated.) The cheeky finger (The middle finger of my right hand) that initiated the contact went lower to get some "oil" and returned, only this time it wasn't happy with just rubbing, the uncontrollable finger nudged and pushed until it made first entry into newer areas, (There definitely was an extra moan and a welcome push to make more areas accessible to the uninvited intruder.)

The feral raised again, in no time my face wiggled itself from beneath her, my body turned and pounced on her dainty ass cheeks, my hands parting them and my face in the divide. My tongue now intent on bathing the star. And occasionally burrowing inside. I heard her gasp, and slightly jerk. This was obviously new to her, but she loved it. Her ass then tried to hump my face. My fingers meanwhile explored the "kitten" and the hidden hymen. They also said hi to the clit. She seemed to have come to the summit of a peak so high it would have put Everest to shame. I grabbed her hips and turned her body so that her back was on the bed. I pounced once again on her kitten, showing no mercy to her clit, while my fingers jackhammered (without damaging her hymen) her kitten. Her heard was thrashing her moans raw with lust. Her hands now in the game, holding my head, entangled in my hair, pushing my face to the parts her kitten had the "itches". And screamed like a BANSHEE (in caps because there is no justice I can give with words to the sound that day that time. I had a massive orgasm without touching myself) as she reached the summit and beyond. She breathed heavily and her hands lost its demon like strength shown at the peak, she drifted to the unconscious, the peak had taken way too much of her.

I climbed the bed, and cradled her in my arms over my robe-covered breasts (I hadn't even undressed). She woke due to the movements.

She said, "It's my turn to do you."

I said, "Not now, later, we have a lot of time on our hands." I saw the mother and my hubby, I wondered how many orgasms they had had. My hubby was still being faithful to me. I said, "You two look like you need some company right now, me I am a little tired right now, can't help either of you, why don't you help each other? In the other room, Mel is sleeping".

That's it for this installment… Maybe another… this was for sweetjan… thanks for your comment… Another one later… with a new girl - possibly…