'Oh, goodie,' I said, getting up to turn off the set. 'What are you going to show me? I just love surprises.' I turned around to walk back to the couch from the television. It was then that I saw he was unbuttoning his pants. I knew there was a difference between men and women down there, but I wasn't quite sure what it was. The idea that Lou was going to show me made me very interested. I blurted out, 'Are you going to show me your… your thing?'

'Uh, well,….' he stammered. He seemed nervous. I couldn't understand why.

'That's all right,' I said cheerfully, 'I'd love to see it.'

'Okay, then come over here, little one,' he said as he finished unbuttoning his pants and stuck his hand inside the opening and pulled out his cock. It was long and curved with a bright-red knob on the end of it. I was astonished that it could be so big.

'Doesn't it hurt you walking around with it inside your pants?' I asked.

'No,' he laughed, 'it's not always this big. It only gets like this when I'm around someone I like, and I like you very much.'

I was thrilled that he liked me. This opened a whole new door to me, a way I would be able to see if a man liked me, a wonderful surprise for a lonely little girl. 'Can I touch it?' I asked.

'Of course. I wish you would,' he said eagerly.

I leaned over him and ran my little fingers over his cock, lingering here and there, tracing my fingers along the outline of the huge pulsating vein that ran up its shaft, and then circling the throbbing tip of it. Then I noticed a little drop of moisture had appeared out of the small slit at the end of it. 'Oh, what's that?' I said with alarm. 'You're leaking.'

He laughed again. 'Na, I'm not leaking. I'm trying to show you how much I like you. When I like someone, not only does it grow, but makes a special milk if I really like someone in an extra-special way.

I was fascinated by what he was saying, but even more by the huge column of flesh twitching between his legs. My little cunt began to tighten and I absent-mindedly began to rub it, which made it feel even better.

Suddenly I became aware of what I was doing and blushed. 'Don't worry,' he reassured me, 'that's the way you're supposed to feel down there when you like somebody. The way you feel just means you like me as much as I like you. Why don't we take off our clothes and I'll show you.'

I hesitated a moment, but the lure of acceptance, of somebody liking me for myself alone, was too much for me to resist. 'Okay,' I agreed as I quickly shucked off my sneakers and stepped out of my checkered dress and white cotton underpants. I stood naked in front of him, my ten-year-old body panting with excitement, my hairless, inexperienced cunt feeling strangely hot and wet at the same time.

Lou was naked now, all six feet of him, with swirls of dark curly hair on his chest working down into a dark clump at his crotch from which his quivering cock insistently protruded.

Lou pulled me to the couch, and picking me up, placed my body so that it straddled his head and pushed my cunt against his mouth. His tongue shot into my warm, damp honey pat and I could feel strange juices flowing from my palpitating slit. He located the hard little nub of my clitoris and pushed his tongue against it. My ass was rolling sound an his face, and as I felt the thrilling suction of his mouth on my little clit, I went into a frenzied spasm. My body shook and my legs stiffened. The only thing in my experience that had compared with the feeling was when I had to go to the bathroom badly and had held it for a long time and then felt the relief of finally going. Almost automatically I raised myself up just a trifle and started to piss. Lou felt the liquid oozing out and opened his mouth wide to swallow the golden stream that gushed from my wide-open cunt.

Then Lou slid out from under me. At first I thought there was something wrong, but when he placed me on my back and started kissing me all over, all my restraint and hesitation left me. As if some voice in the back of my mind was telling me what to do next, I wiggled into a position so that Lou could mouth my cunt. I didn't know if the feeling of wetness between my legs was coming from Lou's mouth or from inside of me, but II loved it, and the wetness was growing. I began to shake and my crotch bumped hard against his mouth. I could see by the expression on Lou's face that he was suddenly scared, but he raised his head and when he saw a smile on my face he smiled back.

'Would you like to suck me?' he said.

I couldn't think of any other answer but 'Okay.' If this was what having a father was like, I loved it.

We repositioned ourselves and he lay back on the couch. Somehow, I just knew instinctively what to do. I slid my tongue along the length of his cock and gently nibbled at the skin. Then I lapped his balls, then took the head of his cock into my mouth and began sucking. I tried in vain to get the whole length of his cock into my tiny mouth but couldn't. But I could tell by the way he was moaning and writhing it made no difference. Suddenly, feeling adventurous, I kept his prick in my mouth and shifted around so that I could straddle Lou's face, placing my hot little cunt against his mouth while I kept sucking. He opened his mouth and I began to piss again. He took every drop and kept his tongue busy in my gooey, sloppy cunt. His tongue worked avidly in my cunt. My hips were churning. I could feel his cock growing even harder in my mouth. Something dribbled from it into my mouth, which was, I was quickly to learn, a hint of the cascade of burning sticky cum that spurted forth in another second in delicious spasms. As the jism spewed into my eager mouth, my body shuddered and stiffened to the exploding of a million rockets and slowly sailed a million miles into space.

When I regained my senses, Lou was getting dressed in a hurry. 'I thought you were going to wait for Margot?' I asked.

'I just remembered there's something I have to do,' he said breathlessly. 'Listen,' he went on; 'your mother might be angry if she found out I was here and didn't wait, so why don't we let the fact I was here just be our little secret?'

I just smiled, rolled over on the couch, and closed my eyes, basking in the glow of the ecstasy I felt. Once he was gone I cleaned up, put on my pajamas, brushed my teeth, and went to bed and dreamed of the excitement of our bodies and the thrill of playing with his enormous cock that seemed to say, 'I like you.'

CHAPTER TWO

Lou abruptly went out of Margot's life, and mine, too. I was disappointed at first, but something told me that whatever happened from there on in, I would never be lonely again. I was confident that others would like me the way Lou had.

A few weeks after Lou left the scene he was followed by Paul, and then another, and another. What Margot didn't know was that as she was going through man after man, her daughter was doing the same-and with the same men!

After my initial encounter with Lou, which I had played by instinct, experiences with other men broadened my horizons. After all, despite the things Lou and I had done, I still was technically a virgin because we hadn't actually fucked. It was with Paul, the man just after Lou, that I first experienced the thrill of a rock-hard cock pumping furiously inside me; the lips of my cunt squeezing the last drop of man cream out of an ejaculating prick as it shot its gooey load into me.

I had had to put the make on Paul since he wasn't as forward as Lou. I waited until Margot was out by herself one evening and looked up his phone number and called him. I told him that I was home alone and scared and that he was the only one I trusted enough to call to sit with me until Margot returned.

I was learning fast because it only took me about ten minutes to get him with his pants off and his cock, which was even bigger than Lou's, staring in my face. In no time at all, I had straddled his cock and he could feel the slippery, hairless lips of my cunt on his prick as I slowly lifted and lowered my body on his stiff shaft. I rolled my little asscheeks around on Paul's hairy crotch the same way I had done on Lou's face, my cunt muscles tightening their grip on his stiff cock. I worked my hips up and down in a frenzy as he just lay back and let me do all the work, which I was more than willing to do. It took about three minutes, and when he came inside me the sensation was too much. After he had shot his load of cum I still kept moving. I wanted more. However, he made a motion to get up.

'I've got to piss,' he said.

'Don't worry, Paul,' I said. 'I'll take care of that.' I got off his loins and bent over his crotch and took his cock into my mouth. He tried to pull away, but I kept my mouth around his throbbing dick until he couldn't hold back. A

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