Archive-name: First/mickie.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: Michelle I had recently moved into a new apartment after leaving my drunkard girlfriend, and I was depressed as hell. Sheila had ended up disgusting me, but I still remembered the good times, as well as her hugs, kisses, and love-making. I missed her.... actually, I guess that I just missed having a woman around. But if I had met Sheila again, I probably would have ignored her. Luckily for me, though, I met the woman across the hall. I was on my out for a six-pack, and she was trying to move a large recliner into her apartment - or so I had thought. After I had knocked her on her ass by pushing when I should have pulled, I found out that she was throwing the chair away. I figured that I had made an ass out of myself, but she took it pretty well. Her name was Marie, and she was probably about 32 or 33. Good looking gal, with a great body, but she had a face that made her look older than she was. The first time that I looked into her eyes I could tell that she had had a tough life. She had a doll of a daughter named Michelle, who I called Mickie immediately. She was 13, and it was obvious that she was taking after her mother in some ways. Smart little girl, with eyes that could melt your heart. Her eyes were nothing like her mother's, and they spoke of happiness, intelligence, and innocence mixed with a little deviltry. She was 13, but her eyes showed a maturity far beyond that. I got to know the pair very well. As it turned out, Marie was a weekend alcoholic, which depressed the shit out of me. She was a beautiful person when sober, but she could be a serious bitch when she was tapping the bottle. Once she tried to get into my pants, but she was so drunk that I left in disgust. I had thought that she would be pissed the next day, but she either didn't remember or she decided not to say anything. Mickie was a sweetheart, and I couldn't help but love her like a little sister. She was just reaching "that age" and I tried to teach her a guy's view towards such things. Her mother didn't seem to like to talk about such things, so I tried to keep Mickie's head straight. I also helped her with her math homework, and history. I had found a couple programs on a BBS, and she spent a lot of time learning math and the computer. She loved using my computer, and I was happy that she was learning math at the same time. To this day I can still remember The Big Math Test. She crammed for a week, spending every night in my apartment studying like a fanatic. I coached her, driving every little bit of mathematical knowledge that I held into her brain. She would finally leave around 9:00, eyes drooped, and her head almost bouncing off her chest from exhaustion. She did well, and on The Day she ran into my apartment before she left for school so that I could wish her luck. I was just coming out of the shower at the time, and she turned a bright shade of red when she saw me naked. She couldn't take her eyes off my crotch, she was so shocked, and interested at her first sight of a penis. "Mickie!" I yelled. "For Christ's sake!" The yell finally snapped her out of it, and she turned her head and mumbled an apology as her hands fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. When I walked back into the bathroom to wrap a towel around my waist, I saw her in the mirror trying to sneak another look. I grinned a little, suddenly remembering my first glimpse of a naked female, a girl who looked a lot like Mickie. The mixture of memories and events brought some strange thoughts into my head. I looked at Mickie in a different light, taking in her budding breasts and baby-fat ass. My mind put her face over that other girl's body, and I actually started to get hard underneath the towel. But I removed such thoughts from my head, and walked back out with a forced scowl on my face. When I came back out, Mickie was unabashedly looking at the lump under the towel. I had a hard time keeping that scowl on my face, as I could hardly blame her for her interests. When I asked her what was so important, she practically screamed. "Today's the day of The Big Math Test!" She obviously couldn't believe that I had forgotten such a thing. But I had, and my shock was quite obvious to her. She forgave me immediately, judging by her expression. I bent over and scooped her into my arms, hugging her hard. "Good luck, Michelle! Give'em hell!" She hugged me back, and she broke into one of her famous ear-to-ear grins. "Ohhhhh," she moaned, "I hope I do well! I'm so tired of doing lousy at math. But you helped me so much, Steve, that I'm probably gonna get an A!" I laughed, and rubbed her hair as I put her down. "You will, Mickie. I'm sure you will. But you've got to get to school. It's getting late." She looked at her watch, and panicked. She grabbed her books, and ran out the door faster than she had come in. I shouted another "Good luck!" as she tore off down the hall. When I got home from work that day, Mickie had torn my kitchen apart preparing dinner for me. I was quite surprised, not at her being there, but at the mess. She had cooked for me before, but the devastation.... "Mickie! What the hell are you doing to my kitchen?!?" I guess that I had yelled a little too loud, for Mickie almost broke into tears. I felt terrible immediately, and pulled her into my arms and gave her a hug. "Sorry, Mickie. I was just a little surprised by the mess." She forgave me quickly, and we ate a fantastic meal after I had cleaned up. Over dinner, I discovered that she had done well on the test. She had only got one question wrong, and she said that it was all because of my help. So that was the reason that she cooked, and I agreed that it was a fair trade. After dinner, I cleaned my bedroom while she cleaned the kitchen. I was just making the bed when I heard a knock at my door, which was open. "Can I play Tetris?" Mickie asked. I just nodded, and she ran off into the den to play on the computer. I came out ten minutes later, and from the den doorway I could see over her shoulder that she wasn't playing Tetris. She had discovered my porn directory, and was looking a picture of a big-busted woman giving a blow-job to a horse of a guy. I watched her hit a couple keys with her left hand to bring up another picture. It showed a blonde with her legs spread for the world, her pussy open for anyone to see. That one didn't stay long, though, and Mickie brought up another picture, which she seemed to enjoy. I quietly walked up behind her, and saw that it was another picture of a blowjob - a big black guy getting sucked by two white chicks. As I glanced over her shoulder, Mickie moaned, and that's when I saw where her right hand was - buried in her crotch. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist and her tiny blue panties were down around her knees. Two of her fingers were buried in her crotch, and I started to get a hard-on at the sight of it. "Mickie," I whispered. "What are you doing." She suppressed a scream, but she couldn't do anything about the shade of red that covered her face. She quickly removed her hand, and tried to pull up her panties as she stood up. Twisting around to face me, she fumbled, and started to fall. She stopped herself by putting out her hand - which landed right on my half- hard cock. She yelped again, and continued to fall. She landed on her butt, and fell back, which completely exposed her tiny pussy. I couldn't help myself - I looked long and hard, staring at her pink lips and barely-existent bush. By this time, I had a definite hard-on, and Mickie's face had taken on a slightly different look. She was staring at my bulge, not even thinking about covering herself, and her hand started to drift towards her crotch. I rubbed my cock through my jeans, and she moaned, and drove her finger into her pussy. "Move your hand," I said. "I want to see your pussy." She pouted, but moved her hand - slightly. "What about you?" she whined. "Let me see your..." "My what, Mickie? What do you want to see?" I was teasing her, but she was too horny to even notice. "You know! Your... thing. I want to see your thing." She pouted some more, and stuck her chest out, breathing deeply. I finally took my eyes off her pussy, and looked at her breasts straining against her blouse. She was too flat-chested to wear a bra, and her hard nipples looked wonderful. Her aureoles rose a bit, then her nipples - large for her age - poked up. I was in heaven viewing this little girl's half-naked body, and I rubbed my cock freely, which drove Mickie crazy. "I want to see your cock!" She pouted again, and rotated her hips, trying to fuck the air. "Show it to me, please, Steve?" "If you want to see it, then take it out." I removed my hand from my crotch to give her a full view of my bulge, and shoved my hips forward. Mickie moved towards me, practically crawling, hands reaching for my cock. She almost tripped, as her panties were still around her knees. She twisted, kicking them off in a very unladylike way. I got a full view of her ass, two little handfuls of perfectly smooth skin. She reached me quickly, now that she could move her legs freely, and her hands grabbed my bulge. I almost came then, but I wanted more of this lttle girl before I did. She fumbled a bit with my zipper, but determination won, and my cock popped out as far as my briefs would allow. She almost screamed at that - she wanted to see my cock in a fierce way. I laughed like hell, and twisted away from her. She punched the back of my leg as I walked away, and I laughed again, looking over my shoulder. I walked into my bedroom with Mickie not too far behind. "Damnit!" she said, quite loudly. "Let me see your cock!" She almost - but not quite - sounded like a grown-up when she said that, and I chuckled while I rubbed my cock. I turned to face her, and pulled just the head of my cock out of my briefs. "If you want to see it, then strip. I want to see you, too, you know." Mickie stripped out of her two remaining pieces of clothing in seconds, tossing her blouse away and dropping her skirt around her feet. I sucked in some air, and just stood there, looking at her pert boobs and the tiny patch of hair between her legs. Her bush was not yet large enough to cover her pussy, and I could clearly see her lips. "Steve!" she yelled, snapping me from my revery. She had placed her hands upon her hips, and cocked her head to one side, looking like a pissed-off little thirteen-year-old. I smiled, and removed my shirt slowly. I dropped my pants to the floor, twisting away so that she couldn't see my bulge or the wet spot that was growing on the front of my BVD's. "Damnit!" she yelled again, and I laughed. I turned back towards her, dropping my shorts on the way. She gasped when she saw my entire dick, and started rubbing her pussy frantically. I moved forwards, pulling her hand away from her crotch. She started to open her mouth to say something, but I grabbed her and threw her onto my bed. I made sure that my cock brushed her leg and ass when I grabbed her, and I left some pre-cum on her left cheek. She looked at me in shock for a second, wiping at her ass. She looked at the spot of cum on her fingers, then her eyes glanced down at my cock. Before she could say or do anything, I jumped onto the bed next to her, and started tickling her. She giggled, and kicked and squirmed to get away from me. All this did was cause her body to brush mine in several strategic places. While trying to block my hands, her hand brushed my cock, which jumped at the touch of her. "Do that again," she said, staring at my crotch. "If you touch it, maybe it will." She reached forward, which caused her legs to spread wider. I couldn't believe her little pussy, all pink and smooth. Her bush was soaked, and all I wanted to do was lick her into an orgasm. But I held myself back - for now - and when her hand touched my cock it twitched, which made her laugh again. She grabbed my cock suddenly, her small hand barely wrapping around, and stroked up and down slowly, getting a good feel. She found my foreskin interesting, and smiled when the head of my cock popped out. She did this several times, which was driving me crazy. Her hands were small, and she was using both of them to stroke me. After a couple minutes of this, she was breathing hard, and she let go with one hand which she immediately moved to her pussy. I grabbed her hand away, and she gave me a look which could kill. Such an angry look coming from a teenager made me laugh, and I grabbed her and spun her onto her back with me on top. She was about to say something, so I leaned forward to kiss her and keep her quiet. In the process, my cock rubbed against her pussy for a second. I barely felt her bush, but I could certainly feel the wetness down there. The girl was soaked, and I didn't think that an orgasm would be long in coming to her. So I started kissing her neck, and then down to her tiny breasts, while making sure that my cock was in constant contact with her pussy. She started moaning like mad, and I knew that she was about to come. But I moved my body away from hers, and she settled down. She wasn't happy about this, but I didn't want her to come too quickly. After a minute or two of rubbing her body, I moved my head down between her thighs. She instinctively spread her legs, and I caught a good whiff of her pussy. Even with all those juices flowing, she had a sweet-smelling crotch. I rubbed my nose around her clit, taking in all the aroma that I could. She gasped, and thrust her hips off the bed towards my face, and then she gasped some more. I decided that I shouldn't let her wait too much longer, so I started kissing her tiny lips. She twisted back and forth, far too fast for me to place any stategic kisses. So I put one hand on her pelvis, forcing her to be still. Then I shot my tongue out, and licked the inside of her lips several times. She almost screamed, and drove her hips into my face again. My tongue found her little clitoris in a second, and she did scream then. Three or four licks later she came with such intensity that I couldn't keep her body still. She bucked and thrashed, holding back the screams. I rolled away from her, slowly rubbing the inside of her thighs and her stomach. After a minute she relaxed, breathing hard but still twitching every few seconds. I smiled, staring at her trembling body and enjoying the young girl's pleasure of her first orgasm. She looked over at me, a mixed look of pleasure and relief on her face. I leaned forward to hug her, and she embraced me fully, spreading her legs a bit so that she could caress my cock with the inside of her thighs. I twisted over onto my back, rolling her with me so that she would be on top. I rubbed her ass, and started to slow-fuck her thighs. As much as I wanted to really fuck this little girl, I didn't want to hurt her when I broke her hymen. I would save that for another day so that her first experience would be one of total joy. She seemed to have ideas though, or at least it seemed that way. I noticed that Mickie had matched my rhythm, and I was getting very close to coming. She spread her legs a bit, shifting her body so that my cock was pressed against her pussy. She quickened the pace, moaning softly. The feeling of her soaked pussy rubbing against my cock drove me over the edge, and I came, showering her ass and the inside of her thighs. She gave me a strange look, like she was grossed out by the feeling of my come on her body. But then a look of understanding came over her, and she smiled. She stopped bucking her hips, and hugged me. I smiled, and hugged her back while caressing her tiny butt. All I could think about was the next time she came over.... --