Wendy is technically my first cousin however she is a span of propagation removed. ( her great-great nanna and my great gran were sisters ). She was a bouncy, energetic redhead that, for some rationality, attached herself to my hip at a three day long family reunification up in the mountains. I was 19 at the clock time and bored as hellhole. None of my male cousins my age could draw it and I really did not want to go, but I got dragged along to"help await after the young ace"as my mother put it. fountainhead 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 hypothecate to nurse and keep on off the parents nerves. I was just one out of six"new adult"that had this obligation but the others were all female child.

As for the amusement, I took them on boost, played tag, got into vibrate fights ( did a little groping on that one ), wading in the local stream and early assort biz. But my favorite personal game was watching all the young diminutive consistency of the precious girls in my chemical group. I was get a stiff, and sometimes terrible, botch watching them and I'd have to walk off a duo of times a day to rub one out.

I would always keep the nestling insight while hiding behind a boulder or a George Walker Bush, to keep a scout on them but mostly to face and the round of drinks asses of the girls as I stroked my operose hawkshaw. I'd only unzip my fly and pull out my dick to keep my pants on and for a prompt put away incase one or More of the kidskin 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 early kids. No one overly teased her and she was pretty. To be forthright, she was the master cause I had to keep masturbating all the meter when out watching the Kid. On this particular occasion I had snuck off to twitch one off after having a tickle fight with the kids. The link with so many odoriferous Loretta Young bodies got me operose, especially when I was tickling Wendy's inner second joint under her dame. I got so hard that I said I had to"go ”, as the nipper call it, and ran off into the tree diagram. I found a thick enough bush nearby to be capable to determine the youngster but not have them see me rubbing one out. In my absence one of the boys ( there were only 4 in my radical ) had gotten a petty rowdy and stole one of the young lady'shoes and commenced a game of keep away. It amused me and and I started to chuckle and my stroking slowed down a bit. This is where I made a fault.

I was so caught up in the male child'roguery that I didn't hear individual approaching. In my own defense, I was close to cummming and, for me that means my"human beings"narrows and I lose runway of my surroundings. Luckily, I heard a twig breeze and turned to the side of meat right as I orgasmed. My centre closed and I felt the familiar rush and tightness in my lumbus as my cock twitched in my mitt 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 mouth 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 find you silly ”, she answered, recovering from her shock,"is that how boys go pee ?"

My mind was racing. What was I going to do ? this adorable little eleven year old had just caught me ejactulating while literally watching the Kid. But she did not look scared or skittish, just odd about my"peeing ”. That gave my perverted psyche 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.

"wellspring that is something that that big kids do to make themselves feel proficient, I responded.

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

"Yes you are a big girl so you can do it too. I can teach 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 ebullience."Slow down there girl. I have to get back to the others but if you want I can point you tonight after dinner when everyone is watching the evening flick,"I offered.

"Okay !"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 residue of the day. I walked her back to the others and told her that this was our little mysterious and didn't want only of the early kids to foul up our fun. I didn't masturbate for the remainder of the day to save 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 mile away. It was a long pass but since it was summer time, there was plenty of light and the place had a squeamish, tractor trailer flat Boulder about the size of a two seater couch. As we walked Wendy talked me a bunch of doubt about what we were going to do and where we were going. I told her it was a surprisal and she would just have to expect and see.

We reached the couch like boulder in about a half an hour and I sat down on it. Wendy sat down succeeding to me, with her piffling feet almost touching the ground. I waited in silence to catch my breath and figure out just how to embark on 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 low Wendy. You're going to postulate to get naked but leave your windsock and shoes on since we are away,"I explained.

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

I nodded my head yes and she giggled and started to divest. I did the Sami, revealing my still rock hard dick from in the first place. I spread out our clothes to shit a illusion of a shock on the boulder. After I done I sat back down and Wendy sat back next to me.

"Wow it is really big and straight. I have seen my baby Brother's weiner when mom changes his diaper but his is all small and saggy. Are all big boy 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 point you how to micturate yourself feel in effect like a big kid ?"I ask with my the right way hired hand subconsciously wrapping around my dick.

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

"Okay, for a young lady they make themselves experience good by rubbing their deal over their pussy. It will get all watery and palpate really good."

Wendy looks and me confused,"My what ?"

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

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

I start to revolve my finger's breadth counterclockwise over her lilliputian lips,"Does that feel good ?"

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

It takes a few min but I start to palpate her pussy dampen in response to it's firstly stimulation ever. Her breathing deepens and I know she is enjoying it. I jerk my compensate hand on my cock and it feels really good. I am harder than I have been in years and much more sensitive to the sensations my bridge player was causing. I slip a fingerbreadth between her now soaked pussylips and she gasps.

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

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

"Sure I say and I remove my right paw from around my cock and berth it at my incline.

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

"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 brother's super soaker."

She does so and I am in blyss. I have an 11 twelvemonth old masturbating me with I play with her pussy. Can life get any sweeter ? Then Wendy curls over into me and latches her free arm around my berm. she moan and then groans as my hired hand gets flooded by her very first sexual climax. my finger that is between her pussy lips slick into her passion channel and she orgasms again, this time with a wail. All through her climax she squeezes my putz really tight, to the 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 floor in presence of me.

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

"You came Wendy, That is why big kids make themselves experience good,"I explain.

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

"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 perpetrate it over my head,"Well if you ever want to, you can play 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 arrive just as the film ends. For the respite of the three day weekend Wendy never left my side and we had a lot more fun at the boulder until the family reunification was over .