Curious Kat 2

Dressed in a fairly plain red dress, Kate came over again today, by herself, asking after my daughter. I had to disappoint her by saying both the females in my life were away for a few days. In her usual way, she had a thousand ways if asking why, where and how, so I patiently played along. I know Kat sometimes needs to get away from her siblings, for various reasons, so comes to play on her own. I asked if she wanted to just come and hang out, and she eagerly accepted.

In the tv room, I offered her the remote and told her I wanted her only watching age appropriate content, but the choice was all hers. I pretended distraction with my phone. Once she'd settled upon some kids show, and relaxed into the couch, I began flirting with her, playing with her hands, brushing her cheeks. Giggling, she slid a little closer, and I was able to place a hand on her thigh, stroking gently. She kept self consciously trying to cover her little purple panties, but I'd spotted them a long time ago, and made no effort not to openly stare at what she had. After holding hands and cuddling a while, my cock was about ready to squirt, I desperately wanted to rub her clit again, but I am committed to the mission, so I relaxed a minute... After a while, I shifted my position slightly, so that she ended up sitting between my legs, sideways, with her knees bent up. I let her sink against my shoulder as I stroked her thighs, spreading her legs full wide, exposing her underwear. She hadn't noticed her little unicorn undies on full display at first, so I made a show of covering them with her dress. She immediately lifted the dress again, exposing herself. I gave a look if mock shock and told I might get in trouble if I saw her privates. She asked why. I told her because maybe her mother or father might not be happy with me. So she asked if I was going to tell them, to which I urged no of course not...that I was worried she would. She shook her head no, and at that moment, I ran my fingers straight down between her cunt lips, causing her some surprise. I immediately started rubbing her clit, kissing her head. We both looked down between her legs, watching her sudden awareness of her own pleasure under the pressure of my touch. I licked my fingers and whipped straight under her panties, urgently fingering her clit. I'm not penetrating her yet...sending her home bloodied would not be wise. As I played with her pussy, I pressed her thigh against my hard cock, grinding on her, giving her every hint of what grown ups do with their private parts.

By now, I'd abandoned almost all caution, and asked her to take off her undies. She immediately obeyed, and I slid to the floor in front of her. Her cunt smelled primal. Firstly a few gentle kisses, some giggles at the tickle of my facial stubble, a flick of the tongue, and I could taste her stale piss. I gently sucked her entire mound into my mouth, fucking her with my tongue. I gave her clit a lot of attention, and the girl writhed and bucked in response. I don't think she came, but that's ok...we have time. I still wasn't penetrating her, even with a finger, but I allowed myself to clean her tiny puckered ring hole, making it saliva wet and shiny. After a minute, I returned to the couch. The urge to stand and feed my cock into her mouth was immense...but I stick to the plan. When this girl starts cunting, and hormones are racing, I want my cock to be the first thing on her mind. For the next 20 minutes, we chilled and watched her shows. My hands all over her, feeling her budding nipples, stroking her clit, tickling her back hole. I allowed her to explore my hardened meat through my shorts, but I'm not going to scare her with the size of it yet...being surrounded by girls, I'm sure the only dick she's seen is her dad's. Soon, a text message from her mother asking if she was finished playing, to come for dinner...I cheekily asked Kat if she felt happy that she'd played enough, to which she enthusiastically threw herself into my arms. I continued to molest her as I told her to get her knickers back on and head home. One last hug at the door, I pressed her face against my meat, as a cheeky goodbye. She giggled and skipped down the path.