Chapter 1
His hair was still damp from the shower as he lazily strolled across the street. Pausing in the middle of the residential road, Vinny Masters turned to look at his house. He admired the yard work that had consumed his morning. It was something he enjoyed, if for no other reason than to do what he was doing right now � appreciating the absence of weeds and pinecones. I’ll paint the house next year, he thought, tapping the three DVD cases against his thigh. I wish I could get up here more often. Then I’d paint it this year.
He owned the house less than a month and there was so much to do. Time wasn’t an issue though. Taking a buy-out from his employer of over twenty years, the severance package was a deal dreams were made of. He received full salary and benefits for eighteen months. That would carry him to his fifty-fifth birthday and retirement age. He also exercised stock options allowing him to buy the house in the White Mountains for cash. The house was his escape from the summer desert heat. But his wife wasn’t ready to leave the job she loved, so he was only able to enjoy the cool mountain weather on weekends and an occasional week. His wife suggested he spend more time there and that she’d drive up on weekends, but he told her he’d be too lonely without her. He had great sex that night.
Vinny completed the short walk to his new friend’s house and climbed the three redwood steps. He paused at the door. I’m glad I have nice neighbors. John’s a little weird, but he’s a good guy. And it’s nice to know someone who has every tool I would ever need. He looked at the DVDs in his hand. And DVDs when you need them. Next time don’t forget to bring yours up. Maybe I should just hook up cable and eat the cost. No way. Why pay for something I would hardly use. I’m here so infrequently, he thought as he pressed the doorbell with his thumb.
When the door swung open, Vinny’s eyes lowered. He had expected the large figure of his new friend, not John’s young daughter. He had seen her around, usually on her pink bicycle, but had never met her.
“Oh, hi. I’m Vinny from across the street.”
“Yeah, I seen ya working.” She stepped towards him so he automatically backed up. Standing on the porch, she pointed to a window on the second floor and said, “That’s my room. So I can see your house easy.”
He looked up and then over his shoulder. Her bedroom was directly across from his house.
“Is your dad home?” he asked.
“He went fishing.”
“Oh. Um, can you give him these?” Vinny held the DVDs out. “I borrowed them the other day. I forgot to bring mine.”
He held his hand out, but the girl didn’t take the proffered cases. She stared up at his face and then, without uttering a word, turned and went into the house. Vinny stood on the porch, his eyes shifting between her and the DVDs.
The girl said, “Put them over there.”
Vinny checked the cases for crud. There wasn’t any. He stepped up to the door and peeked into the house. She was pointing to a coffee table in the family room. He looked at her oddly. But after shrugging, he brushed by her and placed the DVDs on the table. When he heard the click of the front door closing he spun around.
“Can I ask ya something?” the girl said.
“Sure.”
“Is it okay to let a boy kiss you?”
Vinny felt a lump in his throat. “Isn’t that something you should be asking your mother?”
“I don’t live with her in the summer so she ain’t here.”
“Oh. Who’s Arlene?”
“She married my dad after the divorce.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know. I’m new here.”
“I know. I seen you from my window.”
Vinny raised an eyebrow and then said, “Why don’t you ask her?”
“She’s a bitch! I ain’t gonna ask her nothing.”
Vinny shifted from side to side. He was getting into uncomfortable territory. “How about your father?”
“Yeah right. I can’t talk to Dad ‘bout stuff like that. Fishing and camping and four-wheeling, yeah, but not that.”
“How old are you?”
“Fifteen.”
The girl was no more than five foot tall. Her long brown hair was pulled off her face into a ponytail. Her brown eyes were big and round, and her nose just a cute button. The small points on her chest were barely visible under the pink tank top. She had begun to lose her boyish figure, and her black shorts hugged her developing hips and round butt. She was still quite thin though.
“You’re fifteen?”
“I will be in December.”
“So you’re fourteen.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“I’m Vinny, by the way.”
“Yeah, you told me that on the porch.”
“What’s your name?”
“Jasmine.”
“That’s a very pretty name.”
“So is it okay?”
“Look, Jasmine, I don’t think I should be, um...” The young girl stared up at him with big, innocent eyes. “Why even worry about it? You don’t date yet, right?”
“No, I’m not allowed. But some of us hang out together and there’s a boy who is, like, so hot, and he wants to kiss me so I wanna know if it’s okay.” Jasmine took a deep breath and let the air out loudly.
“I guess if he wants to kiss you and you want to kiss him back then it’s okay.”
“Really?! Wow, I didn’t think you would say yes! You’re a lot cooler than my dad.”
“So your dad would have said no?”
Panic washed over the girl’s face. “I didn’t say that. It’s just that he’s old.”
“I’m older.”
“Yeah, but you don’t have a beer belly like him and you have a better body and look nicer.”
Vinny’s chest swelled and he sucked in his gut. He held back the smile that was trying to burst forth. “How do you know what my body looks like?”
“I told you, I seen ya from my window.”
“I guess I better wear a shirt from now on.”
Jasmine frowned and then said, “Why? I like looking at you like that.”
Vinny studied the girl. She was so little, staring up at him with big brown eyes. Innocent eyes. If she were older he would have wondered where that comment had come from, but she was just a little girl.
“Well, I don’t want my wife to get jealous.” Vinny chuckled.
“I wouldn’t tell her. I promise. So you don’t have to wear no shirt ‘cause of me.”
Vinny’s ego was about to burst. He knew he wasn’t going to wear a shirt when working in the yard.
“What if he wants to do more?” Jasmine asked.
“Huh?” Vinny was pulled out of his thoughts. “What do you mean?”
“What if he wants to do more than kiss me?”
“I think at fourteen kissing is quite enough.”
“I’m almost fifteen.”
“Fourteen and a half.”
“Whatever. But what if he wants to touch my boobs?” she said, digging her chin into her chest and pressing the pink material taut around one tit. “I sorta just got them and boys like boobs.”
Vinny couldn’t tear his eyes off her little tit. She wasn’t wearing a bra and the material molded the cone shape. He noticed the little bump where her minuscule nipple was. His mouth was parched as he took slow, deep breaths.
“Look, if you can’t see what I mean...” Without warning, Jasmine grabbed the bottom of her shirt and yanked it up to her chin. “Boys like boobs, don’t they?”
Vinny couldn’t speak, nor could he look away.
“Wow, you like them too, ” Jasmine said excitedly with her shirt tucked under her chin. “You got a boner. I can see it.”
Vinny’s hands automatically covered his groin.
“That’s what happens to the boys, ‘xcept yours is bigger.”
“Jasmine, I’m sorry that happened. It’s just that�”
“You mean you don’t like my boobs?” Her bottom lip stuck out. “They’re too small, aren’t they?”
Vinny noticed her eyes watering and quickly said, “No, they’re not too small. They’re just right.”
Jasmine’s pout turned into a huge smile and she lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his body. With the side of her face pressed to his chest, she hugged him tightly. He felt her belly pushing his hands into his groin.
She backed away and looked up at his face. Her eyes were radiant and she hadn’t lost the smile. She once again lifted her tank top over her bare breasts.
“You better pull your shirt down.” Vinny’s voice was raspy.
“But you like to look at them.”
“It’s not right. You shouldn’t be showing me your, um, boobs.”
“Why not? I finally got some and boys like them. I know you like them ‘cause you got a boner.”
“I’m sorry about that, but�”
“Why are you sorry? I like it. It makes me feel grown up. So what do you think?” She tucked the shirt under her chin. “Is it okay for boys to touch them?”
“Maybe when you’re older.”
“But I wanna know what it feels like now.” She cupped one small tit with her hand. “I do it myself but it don’t feel like it’s supposed to. So I want a boy to do it.”
“We shouldn’t even be having this conversation, but since we are. .. Look, if you let a boy touch it he’ll brag to everyone and then everyone will think you’re not a good girl and call you names.”
Jasmine’s mouth opened and her eyes watered.
“I’m sorry, but that’s how I feel, ” Vinny said, his heart breaking.
“If I can’t have a boy touch it, how ‘bout you? You already seen them and you won’t tell nobody.”
Vinny knew he should say no. But his eyes were drawn to her little breasts. They looked so fresh and untouched, virginal. A year earlier she had been flat as a boy. But her late developing body matured and one day her little nipples puffed out and then swelled, forming two perfect little cones. They hadn’t even rounded out yet. Just two pointy tits with tiny nipples and areoles the same color as the surrounding flesh.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked, his voice strained. His eyes were not on her face but lower.
“Yeah, I wanna know what it feels like. If you don’t do it then a boy will and he’ll talk ‘bout me like ya said.”
Vinny looked up at the girl’s face. His eyes narrowed and his lips pressed together. “You won’t tell anyone, will you?”
“I swear I won’t tell. Ever! Promise!” Jasmine pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside.
Vinny’s eyes dropped to her chest, to the small cones with tiny nipples. His mouth was dry. He reached out, placing two fingertips on the side of the left one. It was so firm. He was sure she could jump up and down and they wouldn’t move. Then he slid those fingertips along the flesh until they brushed over the nipple.
Jasmine sucked in air causing him to look up. Her eyes were closed and her lips slightly parted. He could just make out the tip of her pink tongue.
Vinny cupped one small tit. Jasmine gasped. He squeezed it. She sighed. Like a drug addict, he craved more. His free hand surrounded her other breast and he alternated between sliding his palms over her pointy tits and squeezing them.
“Don’t boys use their mouths?” Jasmine said with a breathy voice.
Vinny looked at Jasmine’s face. Her eyes were slits and her mouth was open. She was staring at him, but he didn’t think she saw him. What he could see of her lidded eyes had a vacant, faraway look.
Until this point, Vinny had kept his distance. He was able to reach out and play with her breasts without being too close. But now he closed the gap and leaned down with his mouth open as wide as his jaw would permit. He covered her entire tit, closed his mouth around it, and sucked.
“Oh!” Jasmine cried out.
Vinny flicked his tongue over her nipple. She grabbed the back of his head and moaned. Her fingers entwined in his hair. Vinny dragged his lips up the cone-shaped breast until he had the tip locked between them. Her nipple was so small it eluded him so he sucked part of her breast along with the nipple. Jasmine’s moans got louder and her body swayed. He opened his eyes and looked down. Jasmine’s hand was shoved into the front of her black shorts.
He lifted his head and stared at the young girl. She blindly reached out for him with her free hand and then slowly opened her eyes.
“Do you do that a lot?” he said, motioning with his head to where her hand was.
She blushed and jerked her hand out of her shorts. Her eyes dropped. She didn’t say anything. She just kicked the floor with her toe.
“It’s not wrong to do it, ” he said. “I was just wondering.”
Jasmine slowly lifted her eyes until they were fixed on his face. The rosy flush lingered on her cheeks. Nothing was said, and then she nodded.
When he lifted his arm she flinched and leaned back. Holding his hand in the air, he waited until she was more at ease. Then he placed his hand on her shoulder and gently pulled her to him. The side of her face pressed against his chest and he heard a low whimper. His hand slid lower to caress her naked back in long, slow strokes. Her head wiggled, nestling her face into his chest.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, ” he said softly while gliding his fingertips over her soft skin. When they approached the side of her waist she flinched. Jasmine was ticklish. “People have urges, especially someone your age. It just means you’re growing up.”
Jasmine leaned back and stared up at him with her big brown eyes.
“That’s right, ” he continued, “you’re growing up. When you’re little you don’t have those feelings. But when you reach puberty your body changes. It’s perfectly natural.”
She buried her face in his chest again and said, “I got embarrassed.”
Vinny continued stroking her back while thinking of the right words. He didn’t want to emotionally scar the young girl. “No need to be embarrassed. I thought it was sexy.” Jasmine’s head shot up and she stared at Vinny’s face. He nodded. “It even made my, um, boner harder.”
Jasmine squirmed free of his arms to look at his crotch. He noticed wetness on her cheeks. But all of a sudden her face broke into a huge smile and she looked up at his face again.
“How come when I touch my boob it doesn’t feel like when you did, but when I touch myself down there it feels real good?”
“Well, that’s a very sensitive area, ” Vinny said. “But as good as it feels when you do it to yourself, it feels better when your lover does it to you.”
Jasmine blushed again, but her eyes darted to the floor only momentarily. They were instantly back on Vinny’s face. “Would you show me?” Her eyes were wide and pleading.
Vinny stared into the girl’s face wondering if she was putting him on � and if he was ready to take that next step. His eyes dropped to her black shorts with the elastic waistband.
“Do you want me to touch you through your shorts or like you were doing it?” Vinny asked.
“What do you mean?” All of a sudden there was recognition on Jasmine’s face and her eyes opened wide. Her face turned bright red. “Oh my god!” she cried out, covering her open mouth.
Vinny waited.
“Which do you think?” Jasmine said with her head bowed. She was kicking the floor again.
Vinny didn’t know what to say, and after a long silence Jasmine looked up with her big, innocent eyes.
“Why did you have your hand inside your shorts?” he asked.
Jasmine blushed again. “You said it was okay to do that.”
“I didn’t mean that. Why inside rather than on the outside.”
“’Cause it feels better that way.”
“I guess that’s the answer then. It won’t feel as good if I touch you on the outside of your shorts.”
Vinny saw uncertainty in the young girl’s eyes. He wanted nothing more than to shove his hand inside her panties and feel her virgin pussy � to be the first one other than herself to do so. She looked afraid though. One false move and his dream would burst like a balloon pricked with a pin.
Approaching Jasmine slowly, Vinny reached out and brushed her cheek. He then placed his hand on her shoulder and slid it down her back. She was trembling. He pulled her to him, pressing her body against his. This time his hands weren’t between them and he felt the girl push her belly into his erection as she hugged him. He pushed back.
Vinny’s hand caressed Jasmine’s back, gradually going lower until sliding over her ass. She stiffened, but then moaned when he squeezed her buttocks. Her left leg shifted outward, positioning her crotch against his thigh. She humped it. With his hand on her ass, Vinny pulled her to him while pushing his leg against her pussy. Jasmine whimpered like a puppy whose belly was rubbed. She ground her pussy against his thigh.
Vinny caressed Jasmine’s ass, sliding his hand up and down. At one point, his hand went higher, above the waistband of her shorts. And then he shoved his hand inside her panties. Jasmine tensed, but hugged him tighter.
Her 14-year-old ass was teenage firm. Not muscular, but no flab at all. Vinny’s spread fingers covered most of the silky smooth surface. His hand remained on her buttocks, not venturing into the crack. He ran his hand all over her ass and squeezed it a few times, and then slid it lower. Jasmine’s legs parted. But he stopped before reaching her pussy. That wasn’t how he wanted to feel it the first time.
When Vinny’s hand withdrew from Jasmine’s shorts, her groan was obvious disappointment. But he didn’t linger on her lower back. His palm traveled her naked skin, sliding over her waist to her belly. She was ticklish and when his hand brushed over that “special” spot, she uncontrollable flinched and arched her back. That provided the room to slide his hand into the front of her shorts � and panties.
Jasmine sucked in air and held it when his hand slid down and cupped her pussy. Her legs automatically snapped together. Vinny waited until they relaxed. His hand lingered there as he reveled in the feel of the sparsely covered mound. He felt the damp panties on the back of his hand. When he placed the length of his finger along her slit, it pressed against her clit. Jasmine hugged him tighter and released the air from her lungs in order to take another deep breath. She clamped her thighs around his hand and humped her hips.
Vinny rested his chin on top of Jasmine’s head and stroked her back with his free hand. “Does this feel good?” he asked.
“Uh huh.”
He moved his hand up and down, sliding his finger between her labia and on her clit. “And this?”
Jasmine took a few quick breaths and said, “Yes, yes.”
“Better than when you do it?”
“Yes.” Her hips humped his hand and she gripped the back of his shirt in her tiny fists.
“And this?” Vinny slid a finger into her snug, virgin hole while his palm maintained contact with her clit. There had never been anything in there other than a finger, and hers was thinner than Vinny’s.
“Oh god yes!”
While Jasmine bounced up and down on his finger, Vinny used his other hand to nudge her shorts down. First one side, then the back, and then the other side. Inch my inch her shorts lowered until it was below her buttocks. He looked down her back at the shiny pink panties and the top of the crack peeking above the waistband. And then he pushed the panties down to her shorts. His eyes devoured her naked ass, at its roundness and the stark white skin normally hidden by her bathing suit. He brushed her butt with his palm and squeezed it.
Jasmine was moaning now as she moved erratically. She bounced up and down a few times and then paused, gripping his finger with her pussy. And then she bounced up and down again. After a few minutes of this she froze, humped her hips, and shuddered. Her arms tightened around him as her lower body jerked violently. Vinny waited, not moving his finger.
Jasmine’s arms eventually relaxed and she leaned back. Her face was flushed, but not from embarrassment this time.
“Are you okay?” Vinny asked.
Jasmine’s mouth opened, but silently closed. She nodded in the affirmative.
“Better than when you do it yourself?”
“Oh god, much. It was awesome. I thought I was gonna explode.”
Vinny moved his finger in and out two more times and Jasmine sighed as her eyes closed halfway. “I love you, ” she said, pressing the side of her face against his chest and hugging him tightly.
“Don’t confuse love with sex, ” Vinny said. He felt Jasmine’s body stiffen and her arms loosen, but she didn’t look up. “Sex feels good and a lot of hormones are in play, so people say they love each other when that happens. But you can’t possibly love me. You don’t even know me.”
“Then I love what you did.”
Vinny smiled and wiggled his finger inside her squishy pussy. Jasmine moved on the finger again and held him tight. “And there’s a lot more that feels just as good or even better, ” he said.
Jasmine leaned back and looked up at him. “Show me. Please. Please.”
“When’s your dad coming home?”
“Not for a long time. He told me to make my own dinner.”
“Let’s go to your bedroom then.”
When Vinny reluctantly slid his finger out of Jasmine’s wet pussy, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, sighing loudly. Looking down, she noticed her shorts and panties around her thighs and gasped. She yanked them up as quickly as she could.
“Why are you embarrassed?” Vinny asked, noticing her blush.
“I dunno. ‘Cause no boy’s ever seen me like that.”
“To do what we’re going to do, you’ll have to take them off.”
“I know.”
“Let’s go to your room.”
Chapter 2
In her haste to cover her nudity, Jasmine had yanked her panties up higher than her shorts. Vinny couldn’t tear his eyes off the twisted strip of pink nylon protruding from the top of her black cotton shorts as he followed her up the stairs.
A typical teenage girl’s bedroom greeted Vinny. Stuffed animals and posters were everywhere. Going directly to the window, he gazed out on his house and front yard. He wondered how often she had watched him � and why.
He turned back into the room. Jasmine stood at the side of the bed with her clasped hands hanging in front of her. Her eyes were locked on him with apprehension or anticipation. He couldn’t decide which so he settled on a little of both.
Vinny stepped up to the young girl. Towering over the small figure, he cupped her chin in his hand and tilted her head back. He leaned over, slowly bringing his lips closer and closer to hers. Jasmine’s eyes were big and round. When their lips met, she closed her eyes and moaned. He gently shoved his tongue into her mouth which she eagerly attacked with her own.
His hands felt so large on the girl’s slight shoulders as they embraced. Ending the kiss, he slid his hands down her thin arms while dropping to a knee. Her little cone-shaped breasts pointed at his face like twin beacons. He adored them. He kissed each nipple in turn and then pressed his lips to her belly. Jasmine’s abdominal muscles contracted and she squirmed. He held her arms to her sides until she settled down. Then he moved his hands to her hips and slid his thumbs into the waistbands of both her shorts and panties. The only sound in the room was the girl’s raspy breaths. He slowly tugged the garments down while looking up at Jasmine’s face. She stared down at him, her cheeks flushed. He was more excited than he had been in years, maybe decades, maybe ever.
Vinny couldn’t resist and looked down from her face. The shorts were three inches past her bellybutton. The exposed skin looked so delicate and pure, smooth except for tiny goose bumps. He stared at the waistband of her shorts as he lowered them, uncovering more and more naked skin. Some wispy hairs appeared and he knew he would soon see his prize. He glanced up at Jasmine’s face once more to be certain. Her chest rose and fell with each deep breath. Her eyes were big as they stared down at him, and the tip of her pink tongue moved from side to side between her slightly parted lips. Lowering his eyes, Vinny took a deep breath and slowly pushed Jasmine’s shorts and panties to her knees. There it was! Her pussy! It had a nice bulging roundness to it. The scent from her arousal made him lightheaded.
He scooped Jasmine’s light body up in his arms as he stood. She seemed so small, so fragile, so young. He sat her on the side of the bed. Then he pulled her shorts and panties all the way off. She was now completely naked. Her slightly parted legs hung over the side without her feet touching the floor. They were thin, not yet having developed an older woman’s shape. Her pussy was small but had that prominent bulge. The hairs covered it like a light snowfall, allowing what lay beneath to show through.
Vinny placed his hands on Jasmine’s legs just above her knees and nudged them outward. Her legs stiffened. He looked up at her face and smiled warmly. He waited. When he felt her legs relax, he nudged again. This time they gave way and he kept pushing until he had them spread wide. He looked up at her face. Her cheeks were scarlet.
“Don’t be afraid, ” he said softly while gently stroking her inner thigh.
“I’m not afraid.”
“I know. I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just that this is new to you. That’s all. I’m not going to hurt you or do anything you don’t want me to. Okay?”
Jasmine nodded, but her expression was filled with trepidation. Her eyes darted between his face and his hand. Her breathing was shallow.
“At any time you want me to stop doing what I’m doing, just tell me. Okay?”
She studied him and then nodded.
Vinny stared at her crotch and back up to her face. “You have such a pretty pussy. May I kiss it?”
Jasmine’s eyes got big and her face turned bright red. She nodded, holding her breath.
Vinny’s hands went around her hips to cup the back of her tiny butt. He gently pulled her to the very edge of the mattress. With his eyes never leaving her face, he leaned forward and kissed the area between her bellybutton and vulva. Her abdominal contracted and she squirmed. Then he kissed her several times in succession, each time going lower until he planted the last one right on her pussy. He continued to watch her watch him.
Vinny shoved her legs further apart. This time she didn’t resist and her legs moved easily. He kissed her on the left side of the slit and then the right side. The skin was smooth with just a scattering of fine hairs. And then he placed his lips directly on the upper portion of her slit, atop her clit, and mashed his mouth into it. His eyes were still on Jasmine’s face and he saw her mouth open and heard her gasp. He made a loud kissing noise as he pulled his head back.
“Did you like that?” he asked.
“God yes!”
He smiled up at her and then looked down. Placing his thumbs on either side of her slit, he pushed outward. Her shiny little clit appeared like a pearl in an oyster. He leaned forward and licked it.
“Oh god!” Jasmine cried out as her legs snapped around his head.
He swiped his tongue over her clit several times before looking up. “Better than your finger?”
“It’s the best, ” she said, panting.
“We’ll see, ” he said more to himself than her.
Vinny spread her labia apart and strummed her clit with his thumb. Jasmine’s eyes closed partway, but they were locked on what he was doing, watching him like a hawk. She was breathing through her open mouth in long, loud breaths. Her lower body twitched with each stroke of her clit.
Vinny leaned forward, replacing his thumb with his tongue. Jasmine’s breaths deepened and she made little squeaking sounds as he licked her. He flipped her feather-light legs over his shoulders and placed his mouth over her clit, rapidly moving his head side to side. Jasmine fell back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Her thighs clamped around his ears while she humped his mouth.
Vinny’s tongue attacked her little clit viciously. He licked it with long swipes, flicked it with the tip of his tongue, and sucked it between his lips. He was relentless, never giving her a rest. Jasmine moaned and screamed, grabbing the bed sheet in her fists and pulling it. Her heels dug into his back as her ass rose from the mattress. Her body tensed and she let out a shriek that could almost shatter glass. With her legs locked around Vinny’s head and her ass suspended off the mattress, Jasmine’s stiff body trembled. And then, as if someone had let the air out of a blow-up doll, her limp body collapsed, her legs sliding to Vinny’s sides and hanging off the side of the bed.
Vinny wiped his mouth and chin with the back of his hand and waited between her splayed legs. He admired her almost bald pussy. The skin was so soft. No razor stubbles and no coarse hairs. He looked past it to her sunken belly, the ribs visible in her thin frame, and the two pointy cones sticking straight up, rising and falling with her deep breaths.
When Jasmine lifted her head to look down her body, Vinny said, “Are you okay?”
Her head fell back to the mattress and she said, “Oh yeah. Oh god. That was awesome. So good.”
Waiting for Jasmine to recover, Vinny laid the side of his face on her thigh. He lazily stroked the inside of her other thigh with his fingertips. Occasionally he went all the way up to the crease where her leg joined her crotch. Jasmine didn’t have the energy to do anything more than twitch.
After a while, she lifted her leg over Vinny’s head and rolled onto her side. She shifted on the bed until she lay with her feet near the pillows and her head towards the other end. With her elbow sunk into the mattress, she propped her head up on her hand and stared at Vinny.
“Can I see your thing?” she asked softly.
“Is that what you call it with your friends?”
Jasmine lowered her eyes and shook her head. Her voice was so soft Vinny could barely hear her say, “No.” Then she looked up at Vinny with those big brown eyes and said, “Your cock. Can I see it? Can I see your cock?”
Vinny stood and immediately worked his belt loose. Jasmine’s eyes were locked on his hands as she took deep breaths. He opened the button on his pants and lowered the zipper, holding his pants up. He watched her flushed face. Her chest rose and fell and her little pink tongue licked at the beads of sweat glimmering on her upper lip. Vinny let go of his pants. They dropped to his feet.
Jasmine sighed and her breathing became more pronounced and ragged. Vinny followed her gaze to see the shape of his hard cock within the confines of his black, cotton briefs. Enjoying the anticipation on the 14-year-old girl’s face, he lifted the waistband over his cock and quickly lowered them. His hard-on sprung free causing Jasmine to gasp and jerk her head back.
While Jasmine viewed her first cock, Vinny pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Then he bent to remove the rest of his clothes. Jasmine continued to looked at his cock as she sat up and leaned forward, placing her forearms on her thighs.
“Is it how you thought it would look?” Vinny asked almost chuckling.
“I seen them before.”
“Where?”
“On the net. Lots of them.”
“So seeing mine is no big deal.” Jasmine remained silent. “Then I guess I should get dressed.”
The girl’s head shot up. Her big brown eyes were confused. “No! Don’t.”
Vinny held his grin to a half smile. “Go on, touch it. You know you want to.”
She looked at his cock, up to his face, and back to his cock. When she didn’t move, Vinny stepped closer. She automatically leaned back, but then forward again. The long, hard cock pointed at her face, no more than a foot away. Her hand rose and her fingers curled in the air, and then she tentatively laid them on his cock.
“It’s warm, ” she said, closing her fingers around it. Her small hand made his cock look bigger than it was.
Vinny shuffled closer. Jasmine’s hand fell to her lap and her eyes shot up.
“You can play with it, ” Vinny said. “Go on. This is your chance to learn about a cock without any pressure.”
She looked at his cock again, studying it. And then her small hand slowly rose. Placing a finger on top of it, Jasmine pressed down until it sprung free. The 14-year-old girl giggled when it bounced like a diving board.
When it stopped moving she put her hands on her thighs and bent at the waist, leaning to the side. Tilting her head, she looked at the underside of the cock. And then she poked his testicles. Vinny’s cock twitched. Jasmine jerked back and sat up staring at it until it came to rest. She looked up at Vinny with those big brown eyes. He simply smiled warmly.
“Can you make it move like that whenever you want?” Jasmine asked, wide-eyed.
Vinny made it twitch again and she giggled. “Only when it’s hard.”
She looked back at his cock and raised her hand. “Can I touch it?”
“I told you, you can look at it or touch it. This is your chance to learn about a man’s cock.”
She gripped it again, holding it tighter this time with more confidence. Then she poked the spongy cock-head with the finger of her other hand and giggled her “little girl giggle.” It was as if she had forgotten all about Vinny as she examined his cock. She held it up to look underneath and leaned right and left to see all sides.
“Try moving your fist up and down, ” Vinny said, willing himself not to thrust his hips.
Jasmine looked up at him and then back to his cock. She tried.
“Ow!” Vinny cried out. Jasmine froze. “Don’t hold it so tight. Loosen your grip.”
“Sorry. I didn’t know.” Jasmine’s bottom lip stuck out and her eyes watered.
“I didn’t mean to yell. It’s okay. You’re learning. Just loosen your grip. You can even spit on your palm.”
“Oh, yuck!”
“If you don’t want to do that then do it dry, but your hand slides better when it’s wet.”
Jasmine’s little fist moved up and down the hard shaft. Not smoothly though. The skin kept catching. Taking her hand off, she looked up at Vinny’s face. Then she twisted her body so that she faced away from him. He saw her lean down and heard her spit twice. When she turned back she saw him looking at her and blushed. Her hand was palm up and she quickly cupped her other hand over it. She brought both hands towards Vinny’s cock and then reached for it with the hand she had spit in. Her fist slid up and down easily.
When the friction caused her hand to no longer slide smoothly, Jasmine brought her hand to her mouth and spit. She immediately re-gripped his cock and stroked it.
Vinny’s eyes snapped shut as his hips humped. But he forced his them open. He wanted to watch the young girl jerk him off. To see her small hand move up and down his cock. To see her face filled with wonder.
Jasmine leaned forward, pumping his cock rapidly. Her hand was getting tired but there was no way she was going to stop. She had wanted this for too long.
Vinny humped his hips. His arms hung stiffly at his sides with clenched fists. He grunted.
Jasmine intently watched the end of his cock. She wanted to see a man climax, to see his sperm shoot out. She wanted to see it more than anything. She moved her hand faster. And then everything happened in slow motion for Jasmine. She saw the white substance seem to float in the air. SPLAT. The hot sperm hit the right side of her nose. She flinched. The rest left a trail along the side of her mouth down to her jaw. She panicked and pointed the cock down. The second ejaculation was already on the way and hit her in the neck and then between her budding breasts. She was stunned. She froze. Vinny covered her small hand with his large one and squeezed it, pumping his cock with it. Sperm shot out several more times, randomly landing all over her chest and belly. The last of it dribbled onto their hands.
When Vinny’s orgasm subsided he stared down at Jasmine’s face. His hand still covered hers. Her eyes were wide. Her lips were pressed together forcing a little sperm to bubble at the corner of her mouth where it had accumulated. Her face was filled with shock and wonderment. She opened her mouth, but feeling the sticky sperm clinging to her lips she quickly snapped it shut.
Vinny removed his hand from hers. She continued to hold his cock. He placed a finger on her lips and slid it to the left. It moved the sperm at the corner of her mouth to her cheek. Then he wiped his finger on his buttock.
“I guess we made a mess, ” he said.
Jasmine tentatively opened her mouth, testing it. No sperm leaked inside. “Well that’s what happens, right?” she said, her voice shaky.
“That’s what happens. Did any get into your mouth?”
Jasmine moved her tongue inside her mouth and then shook her head no.
“That’s good.” Vinny said. “Although it wouldn’t be the end of the world, you know.”
“Yuck! That’s gross!”
“Some girls don’t think so. But I’m glad it didn’t. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to. Do you have a washcloth in the bathroom?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ll go get it and clean you up. Okay?”
Jasmine nodded. Vinny paused to stare at her. Sperm was on the side of her face and dangling from her jaw. It was all over her body. He thought she looked sexy. He turned and walked towards the bathroom, but a feeling made him stop and look over his shoulder. Jasmine was holding a finger up in front of her face. There was a white dollop of sperm on it which she had scooped off her belly. She was so engrossed in the substance that she didn’t notice Vinny watching. Lifting her finger to her mouth, her little pink tongue flicked at it and withdrew. She closed her mouth. Her lips pursed and her jaw moved. Making a sour face, the 14-year-old girl swallowed hard. Vinny smiled and continued to the bathroom.
When he returned with a wet washcloth he gently wiped the sperm from her face and then her neck, chest, and belly. She held up her hand so he cleaned that as well, one finger at a time. No words were spoken.
“That was so cool, ” Jasmine said when he was done.
Vinny sat down next to her. “Do you want to talk about anything?” he asked.
“Like what?”
“Anything. Any questions? How do you feel?”
Jasmine lowered her eyes. She said softly, “If a boy wants me to put it in my mouth do I have to?”
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
“But what if he says I gotta or he won’t be my boyfriend?”
“Do you really want a boyfriend who will make you do things you don’t want to?”
Jasmine rocked one foot, her heel banging against the side of the bed. “I guess not.”
Vinny watched the girl sitting next to him completely naked. Her nudity didn’t seem to bother her anymore but he could tell she was troubled.
“You want to know what it’s like, don’t you?” he asked.
Jasmine’s leg stopped moving. Her hands slid up and down her skinny thighs.
Vinny waited and then placed a hand on the back of her neck. She flinched but didn’t look up or move away. He gently caressed the nape of her neck. She sighed.
“You can try it on me, ” he said. He felt her stiffen. “I would love it. It’s one of my favorite things. And with me there’s no pressure. You can stop whenever you want.”
Jasmine glanced at him, and then quickly looked down.
“If you don’t want to, that’s okay too. I was simply�” Vinny said.
Her voice was barely audible. “I wanna try it, but...”
Vinny waited and then let his arm slide around her body, pulling her to him. She snuggled the side of her face against his chest.
“But what?” he asked softly.
“It’s like dirty.”
“You know, I shower at least once a month.”
Jasmine’s head shot up, hers eyes wide as they stared at him. When Vinny smiled, she blushed and looked away, burying her face in his chest again. “You’re teasing me.”
“Sorry, couldn’t resist. My point is, it’s not dirty. .. not unless your hand was dirty when you held it.”
“I wash my hands!”
“Then my cock is clean.”
Vinny felt Jasmine’s breath on his skin. Then she said, “What about the stuff.”
“My sperm?”
“Yeah, I didn’t like how it tasted. Um, I mean I won’t like it.”
“I won’t cum in your mouth.”
Jasmine said into his chest, “Promise?”
“Yes.”
She looked up. “Swear it.”
“I swear.” He held out his hands with fingers spread to show they weren’t crossed. It was a joke but her eyes examined them carefully, darting from one hand to the other. “I promise I will not cum inside your mouth. Cross my heart and hope to die.” He made the appropriate gesture on his chest.
Jasmine stared into his eyes for what seemed like an eternity. And then she looked down at his soft cock. She picked it up in her little fingers. She looked at it intently. And then she slid off the bed onto her knees, still holding his cock. Vinny scooted to the edge of the bed and spread his legs.
“Are you gonna watch me?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s sexy.”
Jasmine leaned forward and pressed his cock to her lips. She held it there as if she were learning how to kiss. Seeing her mouth touching his cock had its effect and it stiffened slightly. Jasmine leaned back and looked expectantly at Vinny.
“What did you think was going to happen?” he asked. “I told you it was sexy.”
She gave a little, nervous smile and replaced her lips on the side of his cock. Nothing happened until he felt the tip of her moist tongue. His cock became fully erect. Without pulling her mouth off his cock, Jasmine raised her eyes and looked up at his face.
“So does it taste bad?” Vinny asked.
“It doesn’t taste at all.” He felt her breath on his cock.
“Try putting it into your mouth.”
Jasmine’s big brown eyes were locked on his. She knew about sex. She knew about blowjobs. But knowing and doing are quite different. She hesitated, her eyes dropping. She sighed and then moved his cock towards his belly and away from her face. She stared at it. Her breath tickled his testicles. Vinny was desperate. He wanted to grab her head and ram his cock into her mouth. But he didn’t.
He waited.
And then Jasmine lifted his cock and straightened her back, rising a bit. She guided it to her mouth. Her soft lips were against the head of his cock. And then the tip of her tongue touched it. He couldn’t fight the urge. He jerked his hips forward. The head of his cock slipped between her lips. She pulled her head back with wide eyes.
“Sorry, ” Vinny said sheepishly. “It’s just that it felt too good.”
“Remember what you promised, ” she said in a childish voice.
Vinny nodded and she looked back down. Pulling the cock towards her face, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. Vinny clenched his fists, forcing his lower body to remain still. When he opened his eyes he saw the 14-year-old girl looking up at him from between his legs. The end of his cock was inside her mouth. She held it there, not moving, not knowing what to do. Saliva accumulated inside her mouth. She swallowed.
“Ohhh!” Vinny cried out with eyes shut tight and head thrown back.
“Did I hurt you?” Jasmine asked with panic in her voice. She held his wet cock straight up.
“It didn’t hurt. It felt great. You, um, moved your mouth when you swallowed and it felt great.”
Vinny saw Jasmine’s smile just before she stuffed his cock back into her mouth. This time she didn’t let it linger there. She moved her lips all over the cock-head and flicked her tongue around it. Her eyes were watching Vinny’s reaction which told her what he liked. There wasn’t much he didn’t like.
Vinny had never seen anything as sexy as the sweet face of a 14-year-old girl sucking his cock. It was both innocent and carnal. Her head moved up and down as she dragged her lips over his shaft. She learned quickly that taking too much caused her to gag so she held the base in her little hand. Drool dripped from her mouth, coating his cock and seeping into her fist. That made it slippery and soon her fist moved up and down along with her mouth.
“I’m gonna cum!” Vinny shouted with his head thrown back and his eyes shut tight. His hands balled into tight fists, banging the mattress as he tried to hold back. He had made a mistake. It felt so good he waited until the last minute. But he had promised not to cum inside her mouth. He needed to give Jasmine time. But could he stop the sperm boiling inside his balls from blasting up his shaft like an exploding volcano?
“Oh, please!” he cried out.
And then his cock was no longer inside her mouth and between her sensuous lips. He was free to release the pent up sperm begging to get out. He gritted his teeth and humped his hips. And then he felt the release as his hot semen blasted from his cock. He dropped to his elbows, all the while humping his hips, fucking the fist still holding his cock. He grunted with each blast until no more came forth. And then he sighed and collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily.
Vinny slowly pushed himself to a sitting position. He gasped. Jasmine was still on her knees between his legs. She was looking up at him with one eye. The other one, filled with a glob of semen, was tightly shut. The white goo was also on her eyebrow and all over her cheek. It was even inside her ear, a result of her turning away from the spurting cock.
Vinny’s hand covered his mouth. “Oh no, not again. I’m sorry.”
Jasmine couldn’t speak with her lips pressed tightly together. Sperm covered them. Vinny ran to the bathroom and brought back a towel. He carefully scooped out the semen covering her eye and then wiped her face. He had wet one corner of the towel and did a pretty decent job of cleaning her. When done, he stared at the little girl, speechless.
Jasmine burst out laughing.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, rather perplexed.
She couldn’t stop so he waited. After a while her laughter turned to deep breaths, and then she said, “I dunno. It’s just kinda funny. It was shooting at me.”
“Did you get any in your mouth?”
Jasmine shook her head. Vinny sighed in relief. “I’m so sorry.”
“No, it’s okay. It was funny.”
Jasmine started laughing again, so hard that Vinny joined her. It wasn’t about what happened. It was simply that the 14-year-old laugh was contagious. He leaned forward, placing his large hands on her sides. She seemed almost weightless as he lifted her small body, and when he lay back she laid on top of him. Her head nestled under his chin. Vinny caressed the smooth skin of her back. Jasmine’s laughter was soon replaced by moans.
“Are you sure you’re all right?” he asked softly.
“Yeah, why?” Her breath tickled his neck.
“I just want to make sure you’re not doing anything you don’t want to.”
“But I wanted to do it. I was scared but really did.”
“Is there anything else you want to ask me about?”
“You mean ‘bout sex?”
“Yes.”
There was silence and then she began squirming. Vinny dropped his hands to his sides, but she didn’t roll off. She slid down his body and lifted her butt. When she lowered it, her mound flattened his cock to his belly. With her knees on either side of him, she wiggled, grinding her pussy against his cock. Her spread legs opened her up and he felt wetness as the length of his cock wedged between her pussy-lips.
“What, young lady, do you think you’re doing?” Vinny asked once the shock wore off.
Jasmine ground her pussy against his cock. It stiffened a little and she giggled. Then she sat up, careful not to dislodge it. She stared at Vinny’s face.
“Yes?” he said, elongating the word so that it almost sounded as if he were singing it.
“I wanna do it.”
“Do what?”
“You know.”
“You want me to fuck you?” Simply saying those words to the 14-year-old girl caused his cock to harden a little more.
“I wanna try it.” There was silence and then she said softly, “But I’m kinda scared.”
“I can’t get you pregnant. I’ve had a va�”
“I wasn’t thinking ‘bout that. It’s just that...”
Vinny waited but she didn’t finish. “If you’re on top you can be in control. You can go as slow as you want and you can get off any time you want.”
“Okay.” Her eyes were lowered and her voice no more than a whisper.
“But we have a problem, ” Vinny said holding back his chuckle.
Jasmine’s eyes shot up and she stared at him intently. Her eyebrows narrowed.
“It will only go in if it’s hard, ” Vinny said.
“So?”
“Um, I’m not a teenager anymore and I came twice. I mean I don’t need Viagra, but, you know.”
Jasmine scrambled off him. On her knees at his side, she grabbed his cock. But she dropped it immediately.
“Ewwwww! It’s wet, ” she said making a face.
“This time it’s not me.” She looked at him. “That came from you.” When she didn’t say anything, he added, “When you rubbed your pussy on it.”
Jasmine’s hands covered her face but not before Vinny saw the rosy cheeks. She immediately pulled her hands away and said “ewwww” again, using her shoulder to wipe the wetness off the side of her face.
Vinny grabbed the girl’s hand and licked her palm. She looked at him, aghast.
“What?” he asked.
“That’s gross.”
“You didn’t think it gross when I licked your pussy.”
Jasmine blushed again and brought her hands to her face but stopped before they made contact. “I guess so.”
She rubbed his cock with her palm, intermittently wiping her hand on the bed sheet. Then she wrapped her small fingers around it and pumped. It bent in her fist and Vinny saw the frustration on her face.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Well, after two times it’s going to take more than a hand-job to get me hard.”
Without hesitation, the 14-year-old girl bent over and guided the cock into her mouth. She sucked while swirling her tongue around the head. Watching her lean over him with her mouth on his cock and her little ass in the air was the only stimulus Vinny needed. His cock hardened to a full erection.
Jasmine lifted off his cock and tilted her head to the side, looking at him. “Can you do it now?”
Vinny patted the area just above his hard cock and said, “Climb on board.”
Jasmine giggled like the young girl she was. It was filled with excitement and fear. She scrambled over him, straddling his body like before. This time she didn’t sit down but hovered above him.
“You know where it goes, ” Vinny said with feigned calmness, disguising the increase in his blood pressure.
Jasmine looked down and stared at his long, hard cock. She moved up his body on her knees while lifting the cock. When in position, she tilted the cock towards her pussy and pressed the head against her opening. Her face paled and she bit her bottom lip. She moved the cock back and forth, seating it in her hole.
Vinny desperately wanted to thrust his hips up. The young, wet pussy-lips teased the tip of his cock. But he maintained his control. He didn’t want to scare her, or hurt her. His eyes darted between her face and her pussy. He didn’t know which was more exciting � to see her innocent face or the tip of his cock wedged into her virgin pussy.
“I’m afraid, ” Jasmine said in a shaky voice.
Her eyes pleaded for him to do something. Did she want him to thrust his cock into her? Did she have the desire but not the courage?
Vinny lay on his back studying her face. She was definitely scared. Her bottom lip trembled and the color had drained from her cheeks. Her eyes became moist, making them twinkle like a star. And her breathing was in short, quick breaths.
He placed his hands on her hips and let them linger there. Then he tugged gently, not enough to actually move her but to encourage her. She stiffened and he felt her pussy-lips tighten around the head of his cock. He waited until she relaxed and then pulled a little harder. This time she moved down a bit before tensing up. The complete head of his cock slipped inside her and she closed her eyes and moaned. He waited, showing more restraint than he thought he had. All the while her pussy clenched and unclenched his cock-head like a fist.
“How does it feel?” Vinny asked softly.
Jasmine’s eyes half opened and she stared at his face. He wasn’t sure if she even saw him. And then she blinked a few times and her eyes opened fully.
“Oh god, ” she said and he felt her pussy clench his cock-head again.
“Try sitting down a little more, ” he said. “Get more into you.”
Jasmine gritted her teeth and looked determined. Then she pushed down and another inch and a half sunk into her.
“Oh god, ” she moaned. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and she licked off the ones on her upper lip with her little pink tongue.
“Does it hurt?” Vinny asked.
“Oh god.”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
Jasmine’s eyes became more alert as she stared down at Vinny’s face. And then she gave him a warm smile. In answer to his question, she lifted up a bit and then sat down. She hadn’t expected his entire cock to slide into her and her eyes opened wide. She grunted.
It was the tightest, warmest pussy he had ever experienced. It was as if an angel completely surrounded his cock in a heavenly embrace. At that moment he would have sold his soul to Satan for the feeling to last for just a minute longer.
“Oh god!” she cried out when her ass-cheeks settled onto his thighs. “Oh god! Oh god!”
Jasmine’s pussy grabbed Vinny’s cock as if it never wanted to let go. His cock responded by throbbing inside her. Her eyes widened when she felt that and her pussy clamped his cock even tighter. That was the only movement. Both were still, staring at each other’s face.
Vinny’s restraint gave out and he thrust up. Jasmine’s eyes and mouth both opened wide. She let out a little squeal, but pushed down instinctively.
“Jasmine?”
“Uh huh?”
“There’s not much I can do being on the bottom like this. You’ll have to move up and down.”
The 14-year-old girl placed her small hands on Vinny’s chest and slowly lifted off his cock. Her eyes closed and her breathing was loud through her open mouth. When she was about halfway off his cock she changed direction and sat back down. Her breathing got deeper and louder.
Vinny watched her face. When she lifted again, he was ready. She lowered herself and he thrust up.
“Oh God!” Jasmine cried out, dropping onto his chest. Vinny wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.
He waited, gently caressing her back. Her breathing was heavy as her shoulders rose and fell. The warm breath tickled his skin. He slid a hand down her back and ran it over her round butt. She clenched his cock with her pussy.
Vinny kept one hand on her butt while he secured his other arm around her back. He shifted, first rolling them onto their sides and then Jasmine onto her back. He was between her spread, skinny legs with his cock inside her. She seemed so small under him. Their eyes met. There was no fear in hers, only desire. Vinny pulled out slowly and watched her expression change. Her eyes got dreamy and her mouth opened. When he pushed back into her she snapped her teeth together and closed her eyes.
Vinny pulled partway out and thrust back in. Not hard � smoothly. He did it again and again and again. Jasmine panted under him, her own hips meeting his thrusts. He built up speed, maintaining a steady tempo. And then she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist.
“Do you like this?” Vinny asked without stopping.
“Oh god! Yes!”
“How about this?” Vinny pressed his cock against her clit.
“Oh god! Oh god!” Jasmine’s hips humped as her legs locked around his body. She cried out. She groaned. She shook. And then she squealed with her mouth wide open and her head tilted back. Her back was arched. Her pussy tightened around Vinny’s cock.
He waited, resting on straight arms. His cock was buried all the way into her. She clenched his cock. She humped her hips. And then she shivered before going limp, her feet sliding off him and crashing onto the mattress. He continued to wait, staring down at her sweaty face which looked pained and then content.
Her eyes opened dreamily. “Oh god, ” Jasmine said, almost purring.
“You said that.”
“Huh?”
“You said ‘Oh god’ several times.”
Jasmine blushed. “Is that bad?”
“No, I didn’t mean...” Vinny smiled. “It’s good.”
Jasmine smiled and pulled him down with both hands on the back of his neck. Their lips met and then their tongues contacted. It was a passionate kiss, with Jasmine’s head moving from side to side as she ground her mouth against his. It didn’t stop until Vinny slightly pulled his cock out and shoved it back into her.
Jasmine jerked her head away and looked up. Vinny’s face was inches from hers. He kissed the tip of her nose. He pulled his cock out and thrust back in. Jasmine bit her lower lip. When he did it again, she dug her heels into the mattress and thrust up so hard her little butt rose.
“I guess you like fucking, ” Vinny said with a smirk.
“Is that bad?”
“Not bad. But, um, you have to be careful. Remember what I said about boys and how they will talk about you.” Jasmine nodded. “And they can get you pregnant.”
“So what should I do?”
“Be careful. And don’t do it with boys.”
“But I like it. Can we still do it?”
“Sure.” Jasmine smiled. “And there’s still so much to teach you.”
Jasmine’s eyebrows narrowed. “I don’t want to do it in the ass.”
“That’s not what I meant. I don’t want to do it like that either, by the way. But enough talking.”
“What do--? Oh!”
Vinny began fucking her again.