We sat in my open top car and waited for her mother to run into the convenience store. We were on our way home from a day at the lake where we had been swimming and still wore our wet swimsuits. Latisha was my girl friend, Pam's eleven year old daughter and quite a little doll in her small bikini. She was up on her knees in the front seat beside me and facing me. The top of her swimwear was big on her to start with and now since being wet, had stretched out and whenever she moved her smooth tan body, I could see underneath the loose garment and view her white untanned skin and maturing little breasts.
She leaned over slightly now as she caught me ogling her semi-nude body and the erect nipples on her lemon size titties peeked out at from under the small patch coverings of her bikini. I yearned to reach over and caress the maturing breasts of the pretty preteen.
Latisha was looking deep into my eyes as she suddenly said to me,"I'll be glad to get home and change into some dry panties and get out of these wet bottoms, they're making my cunny itch, Michael". Then she proceeded to show me how much by running one small hand down the front inside of her bottoms and scratching vigerously. Her scratching turned into slow rubbing as she continued, "I may not even put on any panties, come to think of it". An impish smile appeared on her soft lips as she uttered these words.
I looked and made sure that her mother Pam was still inside the store then I reached over and gently rubbed the outline of her small clit through her wet swim bottoms. "Does that feel better", I asked the pretty little girl.
"It feels real good, but it makes my pussy itch even more", the young flirt said to me. She was still on her knees but had turned facing the back of the car and had pinned my large hand between her and the back of the car seat. She slowly began rubbing her hot little clit up and down against my hand. She gazed into my eyes again, momentarily closing her pretty eyes for a second as she savored the sensation from the friction caused by rubbing her little slit against my large hand.
Latisha watched my eyes looking at her body while she continued rubbing her clit pressing harder all the time against my hand. Then she asked with her eyes about half open, "are you going to marry my mommy"?
I slipped one finger underneath the wet bottoms and ran it along her wet clit, brought it back out and stuck it in my mouth sucking it clean and then I replied to her, "I can't decide between your mother and you on who I want to marry".
Her impish smile became broader and she then asked, "do you really like me Michael"?
I saw her mother exiting the store and start toward our car and I withdrew my hand and then whispered to the eleven year old girl, "I think you are the sexiest girl in town, my young beauty, and I'd like to get naked in bed with you sometime".
Latisha was giggling with delight as she opened the car door for her mother, and Pam inquired, "what's so funny you little wet rat"?
"Me and Michael were just acting goofy", she told her mother.
Pam then told her somewhat indignantly, "young lady you can just stop your flirting with Michael, I'm his girl friend, not you".
Latisha stole a glance over at me and flashed me another big smile. I was staying over at Pam's apartment that night and later after we had ordered pizza and watched a popular movie on video tape Latisha went up to her bedroom and me and Pam went to our bed in the master bedroom. Pam had been horny all day and I think even a little jealous of her daugter's interest in me. Before long we had all our clothes off and were making passionate love laying completely nude on top on her bed covers. Pam was moaning and gasping with pleasure when I happened to look over in the doorway and there stood Latisha smiling at me while rubbing her preteen pussy up and down slowly. I had Pam's view of the doorway blocked by my head situated on the side of hers and I continued looking into Latisha's eyes as I fucked her mother. I once gave an extra heavy thrust into Pam's hot love hole and when she squealed a high sexual sound, I smiled and winked at the young eleven year old who was captivated by the sight of my naked body humping on top of her mother. Before we finished I noticed that the young girl had already went back to her bedroom.
Early the next morning me and Pam were sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee when Latisha walked in wearing her long night gown.
"I hope you two noisy people had fun last night keeping me awake", she said out loud to no one in particular.
Her mother immediately replied, "just close your door and stick your little head under your pillow if you don't want to hear what me and my boy friend do at night". Then she turned to me and said, "Michael I hate to ask this of you but I thought you wouldn't mind and besides its a way of keeping you from going out to clubs and chasing other girls".
I looked up at Pam and said, "ask what of me"?
Pam sat down beside me and said, "this evening after work, the boss wants several of us secretaries to accompany him and go to the big seminar he's holding at the Ambassador Hotel. She grabbed my hands and then continued, "I can't say no and besides it might mean a raise for me to attend the lectures and learn some tricks of the trade".
I knew what was coming next but still my dick jumped a couple of times before Pam finished.
She wound up saying, "would you be a dear and pick up Latisha after school and keep her at your apartment till about midnight when I get through at the seminar".
Her mother couldn't see the big grin on the little girl's face, but I glimpsed it and I then said, "well if you're going to have her guard me that long, I see no need in waking her up at midnight, why don't you just let her sleep over and I'll take her to school tommorrow".
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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