I Almost Didn't, Part 2

by Thom

I woke in the morning still hugging the pillow, thinking about Laura and the day before. I wondered if she would have forgotten the day and me and go on about her life even though I was experiencing feelings of longing for her and I hardly knew her. I honestly hadn’t thought for even the briefest moment my whole life that I was interested in little girls. All of the girls and women, up until now, that had attracted me were pretty much my age or maybe a bit older.

I made coffee and dug out one of the books that I was reading for pleasure, planning on alternating pleasure reading with course preparation for the time I was on the island, and plunked down in an easy chair in the apartment. Just about the second I got comfortable, there was a tap on the door. I hadn’t dressed, I was still in my T and panties so I had a moment of panic. And who in the world, I thought, on this island would tap on your door at this time of the morning? Likely, I figured, someone who wasn’t from here or had never been here so I calmed down and hoped that it might be Laura.

I went to the door and peeked out, keeping my panty covered bottom behind the door and, sure enough, it was Laura. My heart started to beat rapidly and I could feel my palms and my crotch get moist. My, I thought, I really have fallen for this kid. I need to get this under some kind of control or I’m going to be loopy shortly.

I greeted her and invited her in and closed the door behind us. When we’re dressed, typically, in the cottage, we usually keep our doors open so that we can freely visit but in my semi-dressed state, I wasn’t interested in having other visitors even Laura’s parents if they decided to turn up. I asked Laura if I could make her something, breakfast, hot chocolate and she jumped at the hot chocolate and I went to the kitchen to make it for her. She followed me in. While I was standing at the stove stirring the hot milk and chocolate, she came up behind me and put her arms around my waist. She told me that she really liked me and hoped that we could be friends. She was glad that we had met on the boat the day before.

I was beside myself with her arms around me. I could feel her body heat from her chest on my bum, her face pressing into the middle of my back over my T. I kept stirring the milk with one hand so that it didn’t scald and reached around with my other hand and pulled her closer to me. I told her that I felt the same way. I wanted to be her friend too and that I was so glad we met and that I hoped we could get to know each other better over the next few weeks while we would be together. And maybe see each other after that since we would be living so close together.

It was at that moment that I decided and then affirmed that I would let my relationship with Laura progress at her pace, whatever that might be, and that I wouldn’t try to push my own agenda, no matter how desperate I was feeling. And I was feeling desperate and I hoped, mightily, that when I got back to town, I would meet someone that I could have a relationship with because I was feeling powerfully horny.

Laura had her hot chocolate and I had my coffee and we chatted about stuff. She asked me if I would take her hiking as I had promised the day before and I said I would definitely do so. She ran to ask her mother if she could go and I pulled on a pair of shorts. Luckily I did because Trish came over to make sure my offer was genuine. I’m sure she wouldn’t have missed the wet stain on the crotch of my panties that happened when Laura was holding me from behind. I told Trish my offer was definitely for real and what our plan would be for a hike and when we would be back. I would pack food for a lunch. I told her mom to send along a bathing suit because if we were warm we might take a dip in the cold ocean when we got to the end of the trail.

I picked a trail that I thought wouldn’t be too tough for an eight year old but would be sufficiently remote that we probably wouldn’t encounter too many other hikers, not the day trippers anyway. They are admonished to stay on the easy trails so they don’t get lost. I hung out in the yard until Laura came out with her back pack and we walked to the trail head and started out.

The day was beautiful, sunny, perfectly blue, cloudless sky. Part of the time we were under pine, hickory, and oak trees. As we neared the shore, there was mostly scrub brush growing on ledge and the going got a bit rougher. Then the ocean came into view. The water was crystal clear and the tide was just right for a small pool to exist near shore surrounded by some rocks.

We were both pretty sweaty from the hike and I suggested a dip in the pool while it was still there and then we’d eat our lunch and hang a bit before we headed back. Laura said my idea was awesome and I took us behind some bushes to change in the unlikely event that some other hikers came along. Laura pulled a one piece suit out of her backpack and pulled off her T and then her shorts and finally her panties. I was surprised how aroused I became seeing her naked and I wanted very much to pull her toward me so that I could hold her and touch her. Oh, how much I wanted to touch her.

Trying not to gawk, I watched her step into her suit and pull it up over her nakedness. I had managed to get my T off and was unhooking my bra as she finished getting her suit on. I pushed my shorts down and my panties in one swift motion and then I was naked. I was still watching Laura as I performed my strip for her and I noticed her taking in my body. Or at least it seemed she was. Or at least I wanted her to. I stepped into my suit, also a one piece and taking her hand, we made our way down to the water.

The water was really cold but once we had braved it and were in, it felt really refreshing. We swam for a bit in the small confines of the tidal pool and Laura began to rough house a bit, splashing me with water. I returned the splashes and picked her up and tossed her into the water. She thought that game was the best and came back a few times for more climbing into my arms so that I could pick her up and throw her into the cold water. Finally, though, she climbed into my arms and said she was hungry and could we get out and eat? And then pulling her head close to mine with her arms wrapped around my neck, she gave me another of those great kisses on my lips like the day before. I couldn’t help myself but return it, pressing my lips onto her small mouth as firmly as I thought I could without seeming erotic though erotic easily described my experience from her kiss.

I carried her out of the water and we put our hiking boots on and walked up a bit to a grassy knoll where we had left our gear. We lay down in the tall grass to dry off before changing and eating. Laura was still next to me for the briefest time and then climbed up on me, straddled my waist and lay her head down on my breasts. I put my arms around her, holding her tight, partly to steady her and partly to pull her closer to me. I let my hands though slip down to her bum and I cupped her butt cheeks with my two hands. They were a perfect fit for the palms of my hands and I kneaded them a little bit like bread dough.

Whether in reaction to my touching her or just the urge returned, she pulled herself up and planted her lips on mine again causing a sensation that went directly from her lips to my vagina which promptly gushed into the crotch of my suit. Where did you learn to kiss like that little girl, I demanded to know. She must have a boy friend or a girl friend or maybe her mother has been giving her lessons.

A girl friend Laura reported. She had a girl friend and the two of them would kiss and do stuff in their bedrooms when they played together. Their mother’s didn’t know that they kissed and did stuff to one another. They didn’t want to find out if their mother’s approved or not. Laura and her friend Ellie though thought they were in love with one another and that they weren’t going to go out with boys at all when they got older, only girls.

I was dying to know what ‘stuff’ they did in addition to kissing but I already had quite a bit of information and decided to let it come out on its own or not as the case might be. She asked me though if I could also be her girl friend. Could we kiss sometimes? I responded that I would be pleased to be her girl friend and that we already had been kissing and that I thought it was fine to keep on kissing. I told her she was a very pretty girl and a fine kisser.

Laura seemed satisfied with my answers; we lay together and kissed for awhile in the warm sun until we were dry from the swim. Not seeing any other hikers, we didn’t bother to go into the bushes to change. We stripped off our suits out in the open and pulled on our shorts and T’s. I stared at Laura’s body more deliberately this time, taking in her little girl mound with its tight slit and the little nips on her chest. One grand little bum that I have had my hands on a couple of times, once through the thin material of her bathing suit. I wanted to soak up the vision so that I could recall it vividly the next time I could be alone and relieve the ache seeing her that way. As I stood naked, I thought I notice her hand go for her crotch but she pulled it back. Maybe, she would be playing with herself later with the vision of my naked body in her mind.

We took our time hiking back to the cottage, following a trail along the water for awhile and then taking a different trail than we had come out on. It was a bit steeper up, away from the shore, and we both had to work pretty hard, scrambling at times. When we could though we held hands as we walked and Laura jabbered on about school and her teachers and her friend Ellie. When she mentioned Ellie though she was careful to tell me that she loved me too, I guess so that I wouldn’t be jealous of Ellie but I was anyway because my active imagination and overall horny condition had the two of them naked and fondling one another and pressing their naked bodies together while they necked.

I had just such a friend when I was around Laura’s age. My friend Jenny was a year or maybe two older but not any more developed than I so our bodies looked just like Laura’s. When we could be alone or when we could have sleepovers we would get naked and masturbate each other and kiss. We made up pushing our cunnies together and could do it until we were raw. Really, isn’t that something? I mean no one showed us that, we just discovered that it felt really good.

It was late afternoon when Laura and I got back and we were both pretty tired, hot and sweaty from the adventure. I said goodbye to her at her door. She pulled me down for a kiss but her mother was standing there so I didn’t make it as passionate as I wanted to. Standing, I tried to see what reaction Trish had to her daughter giving me a kiss on the lips. Her expression was completely nonchalant so I took that as non judgmental and looked forward to experiencing it whenever I could.

I went to my rooms and stripped out of my clothes. I ran some water in the tub so that I could just languish and soak my aching muscles. Lying back in the water, I relived the day with Laura especially seeing her naked and having her lie on top of me while we necked. I could still feel her on my chest, her head on my boob. I only wished we had done it when we were naked but the thin material of the swim suit was the next best thing. I touched my breast with one hand and, imagining my hands cupping her butt, I let my fingers spread my pussy open and find my clit. Coming up underneath it where I know it will perform its magic, I fingered myself and released wave upon wave of orgasms.