The light from the window revealed a marvelous view of Karla's bare bottom open and exposed for me. I ran my hands across her ass cheeks as I admired the smooth tightness of her pussy and her tender pink asshole. Then I traced a tongue along Karla's slit all the way up. When I ran my tongue over her anus, Karla nearly jumped off the bed. She didn't pull away, and she made no move to stop me, so I repeated the process over and over. It's impossible to explain how I felt as I traced my tongue along the most intimate places on the beautiful underage girl, it was so incredibly arousing, but I knew I would never be able to look at her again without remembering it. And I suspected Karla was going to remember it as well, for she had forgotten my cock, holding it loosely in her hand as she pressed back against my oral explorations. Her back curled up and her head tilted back as my hands roamed across her chest, the tension in her body clear beneath my fingers.
As before, Karla did not reach an obvious orgasm, and I can't say for sure that it happened. Repeating the process of the night before, she simply went limp as if the wind had been removed from her sails. Maybe she ran out of energy, or maybe she came, it didn't matter. She was obviously quite happy as she lay atop me while I continued to lick tenderly at her pussy. Gradually her mouth returned to my cock, sucking my glans between her lips, and for the longest time we simply lay there in a lazy 69, licking and kissing each other in the most intimate manner.
Karla was the first to stir, and she slowly rose up, and then extracted her pussy from my untiring mouth. She turned, and then settled on top of me, her lips coming to mine, her directness making me yearn for her even more. We kissed with passion as she settled over my cock, her hand moving between us to guide me once again to her pussy. I was instantly alert, but made no move to stop her as she tried with amateurish style to mount me. She had me lined up properly, but the combination of my size and her inexperience made it impossible, though she was slow to accept this. Her frantic efforts both aroused me and tore at my heart until I did what I knew I had to do; I stopped her. The muted light from the window was now in Karla's face, and the hurt showed instantly. She wanted me to fuck her, and I wanted so badly to do it, but I couldn't, and now I had hurt her feelings.
We shouldn't do that, I told her.
Karla didn't reply and it appeared she wasn't listening to me sage advice.
I said: It's too early in your life for you to offer such a gift. And I'm not the right person to be first. I love you too much to take that from you.
These words were from the heart. I knew they were inadequate. Karla softened, but the disappointment still showed, tearing at my heart. That's when I changed gears and lightened the moment, uttering the words that would prove to be so fateful.
I said: I'll make you a deal. When you turn 14, if you still feel the same way about me, then come see me, and we will make love that way.
She said: Promise?
Promise, I replied.
This seemed to satisfy Karla, and she eased back slightly and lowered her pussy over my hard cock, which was now laying flat against my belly. Privately I congratulated myself, knowing full well that Karla would meet a guy in the next two and a half years and totally forget about me. My self-congratulation was cut short, however, as Karla began to grind her pussy back and forth across my cock. It was a repeat of the previous night, except that Karla was now on top, and I lay back and admired her as she worked herself fervently against me, incredulous of such raw sexual energy from a preteen girl. She placed her hands flat on my chest, close together, so that her upper arms pressed her small breasts together, making them appear larger than they were. Her eyes were closed and mouth was slightly open, and as she pushed herself almost vertical, I could look around her arms and see her hairless pussy smothering my dick as she slid back and forth.
This was beautiful to behold…