"What's the matter, Dave? Too hot for ya?" She wiggled for effect."What's the matter, Dave? Too hot for ya?" She wiggled for effect. "That -- and too young. Stop it." She arched her back and swiveled her butt still more. "You mean this? Or what?" "Or I'll take a great big bite out of your ass." She giggled and flashed me a Dare You look and thrust her butt back at me. I reached out with both hands, grabbed her denim-clad hips, leaned forward and bit lightly on her right cheek. Very lightly, since the denim was tight and her ass flesh was tighter, leaving no excess to grip. Angie squealed and shivered slightly, so I bit the other butt-cheek. "Ooooh -- you'll never get me to stop that way!" I squeezed her hips and she shivered again. "Maybe the jeans are too tight," she said and I heard a click -- followed by a zzzzzip! The jeans loosened. Then they began to slide down. "What the hell -- stop it, Angie!" "Uh-uh. I know what I'm doing and I know what I want." Jeans still sliding -- pink rayon was coming into view -- and her voice suddenly softer and huskier. "What do you want?" "What your girlfriends get that makes them moan and scream so loud that I can hear them down in my bedroom." Shit. I'd thought that with the window and drapes closed and the pillow as a muffler, the cries wouldn't be audible -- certainly not all the way down the airshaft to the second floor bedroom of an over-sexed, barely pubescent pre-teen. "And you think you're ready for this?" The jeans reached the back of her thighs. There was a growing wet spot in the tight crotch of the tight pink panties (which had a little yellow heart on one side). She was certainly ready physically. "You bet my ass, I'm ready," she murmured. "Convince me." My hands trembled as I took them off her lithe, rounded little hips. "How?" I knelt up straight and she turned to sit on that cut butt, staring at me as she skinned the jeans the rest of the way off. "Go into my bedroom, take off your clothes, lay on the bed and masturbate." She frowned. "What -- " "I'll come in and watch you. If you're ready for this, then you sure as hell won't mind me seeing you rub yourself." She stood slowly, knees quivering. "Promise?" I nodded. She nodded back, then stepped around me, shapely young legs flashing inches from my eyes, and headed for my bedroom. |