Once they were joined, she dropped from squatting, onto her knees, and was more comfortable and better able to perform her present duties of pumping her tiny sheath up and down on his little piston. Slowly at first, so as not to dislodge the little intruder, she began posting rhythmically, sure that the hot exquisite stimuli to the small symbol of moist walls of her pussy were providing delight to the rod of masculinity which they contained. As the two children became more accustomed to each other, she was able to writhe and wriggle her hips in every sensuous variation to give more thrills, both to herself and to her partner by infinite variations of the intimate contacts between them.
As the glories of inverted intercourse began to dawn on the boy, from feeling and seeing his partner's performance upon his re-recumbent form, he reached up and began caressing her arms and body, and even her face with hands so lovingly gentle that they showed his appreciation and thankfulness without a word being spoken. Instinctively his hands seemed to gravitate to the front of her chest where vestigial nipples, no more prominent than his own rudimentary useless buds, presaged womanly breasts years in the future. He felt and patted and caressed those barely visible spots, and the girl, aware of what he was doing and slightly stimulated by both the idea and the action, smiled down in pleasure at his efforts to have them both mature instantly.
After several minutes of this position, the girl stretched her legs out behind her and lowered her torso down onto his, still supporting some of her weight on her elbows, but providing a greatly increased area of bodily contact between them. Her thighs clasped his, her belly and chest were ardently pressing down on his, and her hands were as free as his to explore and excite and caress.
The boy seemed to realize then, that although they seemed to have done almost everything else, they had not yet performed that most common gesture of affection — they had not kissed. He reached up and tenderly took her head in his hands, drawing it slowly down toward his own. To him it seemed obvious that when two people wanted to kiss, they just brought their lips together. Working on this oversimplified basic premise, the boy's first attempt at a kiss of passion ended up as tow bumped noses. But with both children working on it, they learned how heads must be turned, and within seconds their young fervent loving lips were fused in a mutually exciting and rewarding kiss that added much to their feelings of belonging together and of loving together and of mutual acceptance.
Both of the children knew from past experience that when adults did these same things which they were doing, there came a time of greatly heightened action and passion, and after that, the party was over, at least for a while. However, since they were too young by far to experience or even expect an orgasm of any sort, this child's party could possibly go on almost indefinitely while they explored all possible permutations and combinations of sexual behavior which their physical development would permit. There certainly were no other limitations on their activities, for even if their audience became restive and wanted to indulge in their own forms of bizarre behavior, the kids could keep going on their own with no one to tell them that what they were doing was bad or immoral or dirty or nasty.
Now again the girl, as teacher, took the-initiative in introducing her partner to new ways for enjoying sex. She wiggled off his supine body and lay down beside him, head opposite his head and feet beside his. With a few words and urging gestures, she had him roll over on top of her, and then she spread her round little legs and raised her knees to give him full access to her waiting warm pussy.
He looked down between their slightly separated bodies and saw the exciting proximity of their sex-parts. With her hands guiding, he lowered his hips, and found that his stiff little tool slid easily deep into her hungry hole, bringing their pelvises tightly together in the age-old position of marital coitus.
Driven by primitive urges beyond his conscious control, the boy began pumping up and down upon her, his little piston stroking automatically within her loving cylinder. His arms surrounded her in a gesture of affection while supporting some of his weight, and his lips sought out hers to seal their togetherness with a long impassioned kiss that welded them into one in their mutual giving and receiving. To hold him even more securely to her, the girl wrapped her chubby little legs around his hips, her back bent almost double to get a good grip with her ankles locked together.
The view from directly at their feet was fascinating indeed. It presented a moving writhing mass of rounded hairless pink flesh, composed of a cute girlish bottom, bent and stretched so that her little asshole was exposed, and between the plump thighs pounded a tensed compressed boyish bottom with stretched out straining thighs. And at the center of this picture, all hot and pink and korking, could be seen a tiny stiff little prick pumping in and out of a hairless hot little pussy whose firm lips spread and rubbed lovingly along the little moving shaft which penetrated the little hole.
After some time at this phase of their acrobatics, the girl remembered that part of her duties was to introduce her partner into the possibilities of enjoying the rear entrance, either male or female, for his sexual uses. He was so engrossed in his present pleasures, that she had to bite his searching tongue quite sharply to bring him back to reality, and when she did, he raised his head and looked at her questioningly. She gently lowered her legs and thrust him off her panting heated body. When he started to protest, she indicated that this was not the end — there was at least one more act to follow, so he reluctantly agreed to cooperate.
Once free of his weight and body, she rolled over on her tummy, her legs slightly spread, and pointed for him to mount her in this position. He finally understood and knelt behind her between her legs, his little tool jutting proudly out in front of him. But now there came problems, for the deep crease between her round buttocks was an effective barrier for his short weapon. The girl hunched up her hips from the table a little, and then, resting her weight on her chest, she used her hands to spread the firm round hemispheres of her ass cheeks, revealing and exposing the tight button of her anus all pink and puckered at the bottom of the deep groove.
The boy got the message, and while she held all in readiness, he slowly eased himself down into that delightful nook, pressing aside and crushing away the wonderfully smooth soft round bulwark of her buttocks. At first there was resistance when he hit the target with his little lance, but his fervent pressure and her wiggling acceptance soon pierced that barrier and he achieved partial admission into her little bowel.
Now she could relax her hips back down onto the table and concentrate her efforts toward giving him the best she could offer in this manner of copulation. When he rhythmically drove his spear into her, she tried to relax her sphincter so that he could get fullest penetration. And on the withdrawal stroke, she clenched her anus, holding as much of his dickey within her as possible.
By squirming writhing motions of her whole pelvis the girl could impart added thrills not only to the little prick of her lover, but also to both their entire bodies, and she performed these maneuvers as thoroughly as possible without endangering the more or less precarious connection between them due to the shortness of his dickey.
Again the view from the bottom was one to captivate the eye of a connoisseur and artist, to see two round little bottoms squirming and pounding, one pressing down tightly on the other, while four youthful legs stretched out into the foreground in moving tensing throes of pagan abandon to sensual pleasure.
By now the boy was in a quandary, for he knew that his grandfather would want him to make at least a preliminary decision as to his preferences in sexual conduct on the basis of his present experience. But so much had happened and it had all been so new and so wonderful that he could not make any valid decision without knowing more and taking time to think things over. But he couldn't keep all these grown-ups waiting while he made up his mind. The very thought of their annoyance at being kept waiting, began to cool the ardor of his passion, and he rolled off his cute little girl partner and sat up on the edge of the table.
To his surprise, both his father and his grandfather, with their boy-partners, had disappeared from the center-floor stage, and all eyes in the audience had been concentrated on the two children for some time. Most children would have been embarrassed into paralysis by such a situation under any circumstances, but the young boy showed the stuff he was made of. He stood up on the table, stark naked and with his little erection sticking out grandly before him and announced:
“I know I'm supposed to decide something after what has happened here tonight. However I think I need more information and more experience before I can really be expected to have an opinion that means anything. For this reason I am going to reserve decision until a later date. For now I am going to take my delightful partner and leave you to your own pleasures. We will pursue our experiments in private where we will not waste your time with things which you already know. Good night, Gentlemen. Come on, MY Love!”
