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The drive out to the country was long and uneventful; Sara chattered about how dumb and annoying her classmates were and how none of them were nice to her, how cool the caveman movies we'd watched were, how she wanted to make a spear to hunt with, why guys who liked My Little Pony were dumb (I have no idea who she had in mind since boys her age wouldn't be caught dead watching a girl's cartoon and neither Bill or I had ever seen it), and how she needed a 3DS to replace her old DS Lite so she could play the new Pokemon games on it.
This time I'd come better prepared, with enough food and drinks for the entire week, raingear, toilet paper, towels, and other necessities we'd lacked last time. Again, neither of us had brought swim suits, this time deliberately.
Once we got off the pavement onto the gravel road, I decided to be the cool guy again.
"You wanna drive?"
"What? Seriously?!"
"Yeah. Swap seats."
She literally squeed as she got in the driver's seat and I had to make her slow down and listen to instruction as I helped her adjust the seat and steering wheel, taught her how to use the pedals, etc. She got off to a jerky start and I had to fuss at her not to ride the brake with one foot and the gas with the other, but she eventually got the idea and we made our way at a sedate 2 mph until we got to a spot where the road was washed out by recent rain storms and I took over driving again.
We made it to the gate for our property, which I had a hard time unlocking for some reason (maybe the lock was rusty?), then we drove through, locked the gate behind us, and parked the car in a field, which I noticed my dad had apparently mowed the last time he'd been up there.
I recruited Sara in pitching the tent instead of letting her run off and explore on her own, then we unpacked our things, set up a camp fire for later, and surveyed our work.
"Good job, kiddo. Now we can have fun!"
"Whatcha wanna do first?"
"I dunno, what do you wanna do first?"
"Ummmm... last time we played indians, so... you wanna play cavemen?"
Exactly as I predicted.
"Sure!"
We both stripped down to just our socks and shoes, tossed our clothes in the tent, and then went running through the woods, grunting, hooting, and beating our chests. We found some long sticks and Sara insisted on making proper spears, so I spent twenty minutes or so with a knife making the ends vaguely pointy without making them dangerously sharp, then we resumed whooping, grunting, and hollering our way through the woods and probably scaring off all the wildlife in a five mile radius. At one point we stopped to throw a bunch of rocks at an invisible sabertooth tiger until it ran away, then we found a vague depression in the ground which Sara immediately declared was an "enemy cave".
"We should attack and steal their fire!"
"But we already have a fire," I pointed out stupidly.
She thought for a moment, then thumped her chest with her fist and waved her spear in a threatening manner.
"Then we should steal their women!"
Now, I want to stop and describe the scene here:
Imagine an adorable 11 year old girl, barely on the cusp of adolescence, naked as a jay bird except for her Reeboks, holding a spear, thumping her chest like Tarzan, and declaring that we should attack a tribe of cavemen and steal their women.
Now do you see why I love her so much?
I immediately agreed that this was a worthy goal, so we charged the 'cave', shouted war cries, stabbed imaginary cavemen with our spears, then clubbed two women apiece, threw them over our shoulders, and ran off back to our 'cave' (the tent) with them and high-fived in victory.
Then Sara seemed to have a fridge moment (you know, that sudden 'wait a minute' thought you have when you get up to go to the fridge during a commercial break and you ponder something about the show or movie you're watching) and asked, "how come cave men steal each other's women?"
Deciding honesty was the best policy, I shrugged and answered, "so they can have sex with them."
"Oh." She paused a moment, then asked, "so how does that work?"
"Well, you saw how they did it in the movies, right?"
She hesitated a moment, then got down on all fours in front of the tent, presenting her hindquarters to me, and looked over her shoulder at me.
"Like this, right?"
"Well, it doesn't have to be like that, but yeah."
She stood up again, then placed her hands on her hips.
"Ok. Then you're a cave man and you just captured me! Now what?"
I grinned and unzipped the tent and ushered her inside; we both shed our shoes and socks as we went in.
"Assume the position, wench!"
I'm pretty sure cavemen said something like that at some point.
She got down on all fours and wiggled her butt at me, and I got down on my knees as my dick immediately became hard enough to penetrate diamond. I gently rubbed between her legs with my fingers and felt the sheer NEED of this moment.
Then she looked over her shoulder again, vague anxiety clear on her face, and asked, "are we gonna have sex for real?"
"Um, no sweety. I don't think you're ready for that yet. We're just gonna pretend."
"Ok," she said, her relief evident.
I continued with the petting until she began to turn pink and moisten up, then I began rubbing the head of my penis up and down her slit. She tensed up and I patted her on the behind and reassured her that we were still just pretending.
"When people have sex, the boy puts his penis in the girl's vagina, right?"
"Sure does."
"And girls are supposed to get wet down there so the boy goes inside easier?"
"Yup."
"But we're not gonna do that now?"
"No, I don't think you're ready, kiddo. We're just gonna pretend we're having sex."
She nodded and stared at the floor of the tent, obviously still a little nervous. I decided to just keep going and let her get used to it, and continued to rub the head of my penis up and down her slit for another minute or so.
"Put your legs together."
She complied, and I slid my penis between her thighs so it was rubbing against her labia and gently grasped her by the waist.
"Ok, I'm gonna pretend we're having sex now. But when I finish, you need to hurry and swallow it all so we don't make a mess in the tent, ok?"
"Ok."
Then I began slowly and gently thrusting in and out between her thighs, the warmth from her crotch adding to the feeling. It was weird... not as warm and definitely not as moist as her mouth, but it certainly fulfilled the primal urge to thrust, and looking down at her in the doggystyle position was absolutely invigorating.
I began to thrust harder, breathing fast, and she rocked forward and back with my thrusts; I had to get her to adjust her thighs several times as she tried to compensate for being jolted back and forth, but I got a good rhythm going and it certainly good.
After a few minutes, I felt myself nearing the end, so I pulled out from between her legs and made her turn around, then I put my dick in her mouth and resumed thrusting, both hands on her head. I admit, maybe I went a little faster and deeper than she was comfortable with, but she took it like a champ and before long I blew my load into her sweet little mouth; it'd been days since she'd last given me release and I'd stopped jerking off ever since we began doing sexual things on a regular basis, so it was a pretty big load too.
I panted, both hands still holding her face to my crotch so she couldn't take my dick out of her mouth, with her on all fours, and waited for my heart to slow down. I could feel the pull on my penis as she swallowed my cum, then she sucked on the head and probed with her tongue to make sure she'd gotten it all.
I pulled out once I'd caught my breath and flopped onto my back on the floor of the tent and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before cuddling up next to me.
"Wow. That was great, kiddo."
"Really?"
"Yeah. What did you think?"
She shrugged, but gave no further response.
"Well, you'll like it more when we do it for real. But for now I don't think you're quite ready yet."
Honestly, I had no idea when it was safe for girls to start having sex, and I honestly didn't know if I could even fit inside of her yet. But I had long since decided that she was going to be my first, and I hers. I WOULD have sex with this beautiful little girl. Eventually. When she was old enough.
"I'm hungry. Can we have dinner now?"
Subject changed, I sat up and announced that the hunters had killed a mammoth and we were having mammoth stew for lunch. We both put our shoes back on and emerged naked into the sunlight, set up our folding chairs, and I got the fire started so we could cook up a big can of beef stew. Once it was on the fire, Sara came to sit on my lap and began a very serious discussion about how we should capture a cave bear and teach it to to guard our cave.
Day one of spring break was barely even halfway over, and we had an entire week all to ourselves.
If I was on the highway to hell, I was going full speed ahead and never looking back.
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