Wendy is technically my full cousin however she is a couple of genesis removed. ( her great-great grandma and my peachy grandmother were babe ). She was a bouncy, energetic Aythya americana that, for some cause, attached herself to my hip at a three day long family reunion up in the mountains. I was 19 at the clip and bored as Inferno. None of my male person cousins my age could make it and I really did not require to go, but I got dragged along to"help look after the young unity"as my mother put it. well I looked at them, but not in the way that was intended. I was literally surrounded by a dozen kids ( aged 5 to 12 ) that I was think to think about and keep off the parents spunk. I was just one out of six"new adult"that had this duty but the others were all girls.

As for the amusement, I took them on hikes, played tag, got into tickle fighting ( did a little groping on that one ), wading in the local stream and early affiliate games. But my deary personal game was watching all the young midget bodies of the cute daughter in my group. I was get a stiff, and sometimes painful, flub watching them and I'd have to walk off a couple of times a day to rub one out.

I would always hold the kids insight while hiding behind a boulder or a George Herbert Walker Bush, to celebrate a watch on them but mostly to take care and the round asses of the little girl as I stroked my intemperately dick. I'd only unzip my fly and pull up out my dick to retain my pants on and for a quick put away encase one or to a greater extent of the kids came looking for me, which Wendy did frequently. I don't know why she was always following me around. She was popular enough with the other kids. No one overly teased her and she was pretty. To be forthright, she was the briny reason I had to save masturbating all the metre when out watching the kids. On this particular proposition affair I had snuck off to buck one off after having a tickle fight with the kids. The contact with so many sweet young organic structure got me toilsome, especially when I was tickling Wendy's inside second joint under her skirt. I got so hard that I said I had to"go ”, as the nestling call it, and ran off into the trees. I found a deep enough George Bush nearby to be able to watch the tike but not suffer them see me rubbing one out. In my absence one of the son ( there were only 4 in my group ) had gotten a little rowdy and stole one of the fille'horseshoe and commenced a game of maintain away. It amused me and and I started to chuckle and my stroke slowed down a bit. This is where I made a mistake.

I was so caught up in the boys'chicane that I didn't hear individual approaching. In my own defense, I was close to cummming and, for me that means my"cosmos"narrows and I lose rails of my surroundings. Luckily, I heard a twig snap and turned to the position right as I orgasmed. My eye closed and I felt the familiar rush and tautness in my pubic region as my prick twitched in my hand and erupted cum like a fire hose. When I opened my eyes after I calmed down I found Wendy standing just a few yards behind me with her sassing hung open as she stared at my hard peter profiled from her perspective.

I quickly tucked my hawkshaw way and, blushing from being caught, asked,"Wendy, what are you doing here ? ``

"I came to find you silly ”, she answered, recovering from her cushion,"is that how boy go pee ?"

My brain was racing. What was I going to do ? this adorable little eleven year old had just caught me ejactulating while literally watching the fry. But she did not seem scared or neural, just curious about my"peeing ”. That gave my twist around brain an idea.

"Not exactly,"I replied, turning to her and smiling.

"Then what was that ?"Wendy asked walking over to the tree diagram that my cum had landed on and looking at it closely.

"well that is something that that big tyke do to make themselves feel respectable, I responded.

Wendy perked up,"I 've been a girl girl.for year but I have never seen that."

"Yes you are a big girlfriend so you can do it too. I can learn you if you like,"I offered, sinking my proverbial hook into her.

"okay !"she announced, sounding excited,"What do I do ?"

I chuckled at her innocent enthusiasm."Slow down there girl. I have to get back to the others but if you want I can show you tonight after dinner party when everyone is watching the eventide pic,"I offered.

"OK !"she said again and gave me a hug. That was unexpected and my semi gentle pinis became rock'n'roll hard and stayed that way for the rest of the day. I walked her back to the others and told her that this was our piddling closed book and didn't want only of the early child to fumble our fun. I didn't masturbate for the rest of the day to pull through up my cum for tonight and i formulated a plan.

After dinner party I took Wendy out into the woods to a slur I had found about a naut mi away. It was a long walk but since it was summer prison term, there was passel of light and the place had a nice, tractor trailer flat boulder about the size of a two seater couch. As we walked Wendy talked me a bunch of motion about what we were going to do and where we were going. I told her it was a surprise and she would just have to wait and see.

We reached the sofa like bowlder in about a half an minute and I sat down on it. Wendy sat down next to me, with her little feet almost touching the ground. I waited in silence to catch my breathing spell and soma out just how to start but Wendy beat me to it.

"You said you would tell me what we are going to do when we got there Jason,"she said sweetly,"what are we going to do ?"

"Well ... let me teach you the basic principle first Wendy. You're going to call for to get bare but leave your socks and shoes on since we are outside,"I explained.

"Okay, she responded, quicker that I was expecting,"Are you going to get nude too ?"

I nodded my head yes and she giggled and started to disrobe. I did the same, revealing my still sway gruelling shaft from earlier. I spread out our clothes to make a semblance of a cushion on the Boulder. After I done I sat back down and Wendy sat back following to me.

"Wow it is really big and straight. I have seen my babe buddy's weiner when mom changes his diaper but his is all small and saggy. Are all big boys weiners big like yours ?"she asked.

"Only when they are around a cute girl,"I reply.

"Oh,"she says not quite getting it.

"So you want me to show you how to piss yourself feel practiced like a big kid ?"I ask with my right hand subconsciously wrapping around my dick.

"Yes,"is all the response with and I smile at her.

"Okay, for a girl they make themselves find skilful by rubbing their hands over their kitty. It will get all watery and experience really good."

Wendy looks and me confused,"My what ?"

"Your pussy,"I repeat. taking my left hand and placing it over her hairless vaginal lips.

"Oh, my cunny,"Wendy giggles,"that feels funny."

I start to rotate my fingers counterclockwise over her little lips,"Does that feel good ?"

"Ah ha,"she responds and spreads her legs for me.

It takes a few moment but I start to feel her kitty dampen in reply to it's first stimulation ever. Her breathing deepens and I know she is enjoying it. I jerk my right hired man on my peter and it feels really good. I am harder than I have been in twelvemonth and much more raw to the virtuoso my hand was causing. I slip a finger between her now soaked pussylips and she gasps.

"You like that ?"I ask her and she nods her head vigorously.

"Ca- can- can I touch you ?"she asks me sounding like she is out of breath.

"Sure I say and I remove my rightfulness hand from around my cock and place it at my side.

Wendy reaches for my slam and her fingertips tentatively pet the hide.

"Put your hand around it like you are holding a broom,"I instruct her,"then move it up and down like you are pumping your comrade's tiptop soaker."

She does so and I am in blyss. I have an XI year old masturbating me with I play with her pussy. Can life get any sweeter ? Then Wendy Robert Floyd Curl Jr. over into me and latches her relieve arm around my articulatio humeri. she moans and then groans as my hand gets flooded by her very kickoff sexual climax. my fingerbreadth that is between her snatch lips slips into her love life duct and she orgasms again, this clock time with a wail. All through her orgasm she squeezes my dick really tight, to the decimal point of hurting and that, coupled with her orgasming, forces me over the edge and I cum, spraying one of my biggest loads all over the forest trading floor in front of me.

"Wow, what was that ?"Wendy asks breathlessly.

"You came Wendy, That is why big kids make themselves finger ripe,"I explain.

"I liked that Jason, can we do it again ?"she asks, lifting her foreland and looking longingly into my eyes.

"Later we can, right now we need to get back the the cabins before the moving picture ends and it gets dark,"I answer, hugging her.

"Oh but that was fun,"Wendy pouts.

I get up and grab my shirt and commit it over my head,"Well if you ever want to, you can bring with yourself anytime."

"Okay, but can we do it again tomorrow ?"Wendy pleads with me, also getting dressed.

I laugh and say yes. We head back to the cabins and get just as the picture ends. For the rest of the three day weekend Wendy never left my face and we had a lot more fun at the boulder until the household reunion was over .