Wendy is technically my cousin however she is a couple of generation removed. ( her great-great grandmother and my with child grandmother were sister ). She was a bouncy, up-and-coming redhead that, for some intellect, attached herself to my hip at a three day long crime syndicate reunification up in the peck. I was 19 at the clock time and bored as hell. None of my male person cousin-german my age could fix it and I really did not desire to go, but I got dragged along to"assistant take care after the young ones"as my female parent put it. wellspring I looked at them, but not in the way that was intended. I was literally surrounded by a 12 child ( aged 5 to 12 ) that I was say to hold and hold off the parents brass. I was just one out of six"new adults"that had this duty but the others were all girl.

As for the amusement, I took them on wage hike, played tag, got into tickle competitiveness ( did a picayune groping on that one ), wading in the local flow and other assorted games. But my favourite personal secret plan was watching all the untried tiny bodies of the cute missy in my group. I was get a stiff, and sometimes painful, fuckup watching them and I'd have to walk off a couple of times a day to rub one out.

I would always prevent the kids brainstorm while hiding behind a boulder or a George Walker Bush, to keep a watch on them but mostly to front and the round of drinks asses of the girls as I stroked my hard dick. I'd only unzip my fly and pull out my dick to keep my pants on and for a ready put away incase one or more of the kids came looking for me, which Wendy did frequently. I don't know why she was always following me around. She was democratic enough with the former kids. No one overly teased her and she was pretty. To be forthright, she was the main reasonableness I had to go on masturbating all the meter when out watching the kids. On this peculiar occasion I had snuck off to jerk one off after having a vellicate competitiveness with the kids. The contact with so many fresh young bodies got me toilsome, especially when I was tickling Wendy's inside thighs under her doll. I got so hard that I said I had to"go ”, as the kids call it, and ran off into the trees. I found a thick enough bush nearby to be able to watch the kids but not have them see me rubbing one out. In my absence one of the son ( there were only 4 in my grouping ) had gotten a little bully and stole one of the girls'shoes and commenced a game of keep on away. It amused me and and I started to laugh softly and my stroking slowed down a bit. This is where I made a mistake.

I was so caught up in the boys'shenanigans that I didn't hear somebody approaching. In my own defense, I was close to cummming and, for me that means my"world"narrows and I lose track of my surroundings. Luckily, I heard a twig picnic and turned to the side of meat right as I orgasmed. My Eyes closed and I felt the familiar rush and parsimoniousness in my loins as my cock twitched in my hired man and erupted cum like a fire hose. When I opened my eyes after I calmed down I found Wendy standing just a few thousand behind me with her backtalk hung open as she stared at my hard pecker profiled from her perspective.

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

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

My mind was racing. What was I going to do ? this adorable little 11 yr old had just caught me ejactulating while literally watching the child. But she did not seem scared or nervous, just curious about my"peeing ”. That gave my perverted mind an idea.

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

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

"Well that is something that that big Kyd do to take in themselves feel goodness, I responded.

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

"Yes you are a big girl so you can do it too. I can learn you if you like,"I offered, sinking my proverbial lure 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 moving-picture show,"I offered.

"OK !"she said again and gave me a hug. That was unexpected and my semi soft pinis became rock hard and stayed that way for the relaxation of the day. I walked her back to the others and told her that this was our footling secret and didn't want only of the former kids to spoil our fun. I didn't masturbate for the rest of the day to save up my cum for tonight and i formulated a plan.

After dinner I took Wendy out into the woods to a bit I had found about a stat mi away. It was a prospicient walk of life but since it was summer clock time, there was plenty of lighting and the stead had a prissy, semi flat Boulder about the size of a two seater sofa. As we walked Wendy talked me a crowd of question about what we were going to do and where we were going. I told her it was a surprisal and she would just feature to expect and see.

We reached the couch like boulder in about a half an 60 minutes and I sat down on it. Wendy sat down next to me, with her footling groundwork almost touching the basis. I waited in muteness to catch my breathing space and figure out just how to start but Wendy beat me to it.

"You said you would evidence 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 rudiments first Wendy. You're going to need to get au naturel but leave your wind sock and place on since we are outdoors,"I explained.

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

I nodded my head yes and she giggled and started to undress. I did the same, revealing my still sway hard dick from earlier. I spread out our clothes to take a shit a semblance of a cushion on the Boulder. After I done I sat back down and Wendy sat back next to me.

"Wow it is really big and neat. I have seen my baby brother's weiner when mom changes his nappy but his is all belittled 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 shew you how to establish yourself feel good like a big kid ?"I ask with my rightfield paw subconsciously wrapping around my dick.

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

"okey, for a female child they make themselves feel good by rubbing their hands over their kitty-cat. It will get all watery and feel really good."

Wendy looks and me confused,"My what ?"

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

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

I start to rotate my fingers counterclockwise over her picayune backtalk,"Does that experience good ?"

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

It takes a few minutes but I start to palpate her pussy dampen in response to it's first stimulation ever. Her breathing deepens and I know she is enjoying it. I jerk my aright hand on my shaft and it feels really secure. I am backbreaking than I have been in years and much more sensitive to the whiz my deal 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 tint you ?"she asks me sounding like she is out of breath.

"Sure I say and I remove my flop hand from around my putz and blank space it at my side.

Wendy reaches for my shaft and her fingertips tentatively pet the skin.

"Put your hand around it like you are holding a ling,"I instruct her,"then motivate it up and down like you are pumping your brother's crack soaker."

She does so and I am in blyss. I have an eleven year old masturbating me with I play with her pussy. Can aliveness get any sweeter ? Then Wendy whorl over into me and latches her free arm around my articulatio humeri. she groan and then groans as my script gets flooded by her very first orgasm. my fingerbreadth that is between her kitty lips strip into her love canal and she orgasms again, this time with a wail. All through her sexual climax she squeezes my shaft really slopped, to the point of pain and that, coupled with her orgasming, military group me over the boundary and I cum, spraying one of my liberal loads all over the forest floor in front of me.

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

"You came Wendy, That is why big kids make themselves feel dear,"I explain.

"I liked that Jason, can we do it again ?"she asks, lifting her head 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 sinister,"I answer, hugging her.

"Oh but that was fun,"Wendy pouts.

I get up and take hold of my shirt and draw it over my chief,"well if you ever want to, you can act as 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 in just as the movie ends. For the sleep of the three day weekend Wendy never left my side and we had a lot Thomas More fun at the boulder until the family reunion was over .