"Folks went away for the weekend, and Cissy has to stay where I can watch her, Doc. I couldn't get rid of her, honest. She tags me everywhere. I told her she'd have to sit in the lobby and read magazines while we were in counseling, but that didn't faze her – she was willing. So give her something to read, Doc, and then we can get to talking." He was grinning at the thought of the next hour. I sent him and Bill down the hall to where the four women were, then called Tony back and talked to him in the hall where no one could hear us.
"You boys have probably hit the jackpot today, Tony. There are four women waiting in there right now. Can you think of another young boy who likes a grown woman, someone you can trust? There's an acre of lush female tits in there that need taking care of, and you two kids would die – happily, probably – trying to satisfy all four of them."
"Sure, Doc. Hell, I can get a couple of the fellows in five minutes. Guys we can trust, I promise," Tony told me.
"Swell. Go out the back door, across the parking lot, and come back in the same way, and your kid sister will never know," I said. He was off at a trot.
I returned to the lobby and sat down at my desk and smiled at Cissy. "What would you like to read?" I asked.
"I doubt if you have much that would appeal to me," the little girl replied. "I've always been pretty precocious, and I just read specialized things – something I can learn from. None of those trashy girls' magazines or any of that silly junk."
"How old are you, Cissy?" I queried.
"Fourteen. Or I will be in a couple of months. And I'm in the same grade Tony is – I skipped two years." She hesitated, then looked me right in the eye. "I know what they're doing in there, Doc."
I looked up at her. "What do you mean Cissy?"
"They're fucking. Tony and Bill and two women that are old enough to be their mothers." She giggled. "Surprised I knew, Doc? You shouldn't be. I know more about sex and loving and manipulation than both of those dumb boys put together. Even if I am a virgin," she stated defiantly.
"Wow! Well, young lady, without agreeing with your statement of what's going on around here, may I ask where you got those ideas?" I asked.
She tossed her long hair back from her face. "Simple, Doc. I eavesdrop. I've got every room in our house bugged – you know, wired for sound, and Tony and Bill were bragging to each other last night about their last session. So I forced them to let me tag along today. I figured it was about time that I got some indoctrination too. I've read all the 'plain wrapper' books – I've got about thirty of 'em – but I've never been with a man, and frankly, boys bore me, they're so stupid and self-centered. So here I am. Now, what do you intend to do with me?"
I took a deep breath. Hell of a note. "What would you like me to do, you cute little blackmailer?" I asked.
"Well, like I said, I'm a virgin, so I just thought that I'd like to try Frenching you the first time." She giggled again. "Betty told Tony that you had a cock as big as a horse, and I don't believe that I'd like to get split in half, but maybe I can learn to suck. Okay, Doc? And I might have a surprise for you, although I'll bet you're a hard man to surprise," she said.
"You are a precocious little imp, Cissy. And I agree, you're too small for regular intercourse. How big are you, five feet?"
"I'm four-eleven, and weight 87 pounds," she smiled. "But let's get started – I want to see if it's half as great as the books all said it is."
I led her down the hall to my own private nooky nook and locked the door on us. She was starting to disrobe as I turned around, and her tiny childlike body looked so delicate and crushable and tender that I began getting aroused as I slid out of my clothing. She had tiny, hard breasts the size of small oranges, and there wasn't a trace of fuzz or hair around her fine line pink pussy. Her flat tummy in front was set off by twin buns that sloped firmly into a cute ass that someday, when she got grown up, would be a truly voluptuous set of buttocks.
Cissy stared fascinatedly at my half-hard cock as it swung heavily against my balls as I walked toward her and led her to the couch. Her tiny hand groped its way across my crotch and seized my cock. Even before it attained its full volume, her little hand could not reach completely around it. She leaned against me, pushing her hard baby boobies on my chest, and reached around my head and pulled my mouth down for a kiss. And what a kiss! I swear this baby doll had been reading all the right books. Her soft warm lips pressed mine, and then slowly her lips parted, her head turned a bit, and even as I felt the slight scrape of her teeth on my lips, her tiny, hot tongue darted inside my mouth and flicked rapidly in, out, in, out, side to side, then tangled itself with my tongue and we lay there, my passion rousing rapidly to the tune of her whimpering moans and writhing, pressing, demanding body that she was moving so magnificently. By the time we finished that first kiss, my cock was at its fullest tilt, throbbing and bursting with blood and passion.
She lay back a bit and smiled up at me. "See, Doc, you can't judge a book by its cover, can you?" She bent her head forward, and I lay back so that my tool stood up in all its tumescent glory. She grabbed it avidly with both hands, and it looked as if a normal-size person were choking someone's throat. She bounced it up and down a few times, feeling its hardness and pulsing, then lowered her head further.
I closed my eyes to lie back and just enjoy it – I knew I was in good hands, even if she was a virgin and a beginner. I felt her hot little tongue delicately touch the underside of my glans, then her head swung from side to side as she ran lingually up and down the full length of my shaft. When she got back top end, she licked her kissable lips and placed the head inside her tiny rosy mouth. She was so small that even her mouth felt like a baby's cunt, and the total immersion in warm moistness nearly made me blow my load. I tried to relax. Her hot tongue continued to lave my tool for a moment, tip to tip, and I could feel the passion mounting in my loins as she worked assiduously on my tumescent cock, and the stream of lust kept corning closer and closer to ejection. I gazed down at her tiny childlike body, slim and boyish in its youth and underdevelopment. I felt the big come rising in my bowels, and placed my hands upon the back of her head as my load of sperm began ejecting into her tiny mouth. She struggled manfully with my load and kept swallowing as fast as the streams of sperm pumped into her hot avid mouth. Her tongue milked the last remaining traces of liquid from my cock, and I lay back, spent. She raised her head.
"How was that, boss?" she asked. "I know I'm just a beginner, but that wasn't too bad, was it?"
"Honey, that was just great," I told her. And I meant it. For a young child, she was a helluva student of books.
"Now," she said, grinning slyly, "as soon as we can got your cock hard again, I want to try something that I've dreamed of for a long time. A couple of years ago, I found out that whenever I wiped my butt, I sort of tickled myself. Then came a finger, then two – well, to be frank, Doc, I sort of get a charge out of anal sex – that is, what I've had of it, just self-induced. Now I'd like to try the real thing. Are you game?"
"Jesus, I don't know, Cissy. You're awfully small, and my cock is bigger'n hell, as you know. We can go real careful, and maybe we'll make it. If it hurts, you just let me know, and we'll stop," I told her.
I slid down on the sofa, and she put her arms around my hips and pulled me close as she mouthed and tongued my limp cock. Her hands were gentle and ticklish as she felt me up while she sucked my dick, and in no time I was erect and standing at attention. She then rolled over on her belly and got up on all fours, so that her cunt and tiny asshole were staring me in the face. I could see the wet shimmering drops clinging to her hairless cunt, and the ruby red pucker of her anus as she thrust them backwards up toward me. I mounted her from the rear, and reached around her and fingered her little pussy, getting my right hand all wet from the juices that continued to seep from her crotch. Then I stroked the wee puckered entrance to her rectum. I could feel her muscles tighten as I tickled the entrance, and I knew that she was waiting impatiently for my entrance.