pretty female tourist

The lake water was crystal clear, and people swam around happily. Laughter echoed through the valley, and
the clothes lying on the lakeside were particularly eye-catching, especially a pink lace bra, a front-closure one.

I peered through the bushes, about thirty meters away, but I could still clearly make out
the style of the bra. This wasn't the first time I'd observed tourists swimming in this lake from this spot.

Counting the bras hanging in my house, I have 21 now, three of which I stole from this lake.
Once I was caught and almost got beaten up. In the end, the woman whose bras were stolen had compassion and said that such a young
child wouldn't understand, so I let it go.

Yes, I'm still a child, only 12 years old this year. I just had my birthday yesterday. To celebrate,
I sold my 21st bra yesterday—a plain white one. I chose it because of its owner
.

This owner came here the day before and rented a room in my house. My stepmother used to greet guests,
but she's been sick since last month, so I've been taking over. I'm glad she's sick, because that means I don't have to get
yelled at or beaten. Plus, I met this beautiful female tourist.

Let me briefly introduce her.

That afternoon, she came alone looking for a place to stay. She came in and asked in a clear, cheerful voice if anyone was home. I
remember I was in the room at the time, smelling my 20th bra, inhaling its fragrance deeply, and recalling the
day I stole it. I clearly remember my penis was rock hard.

Actually, I never understood why I got like that when I thought about these things. Every time
I peeked at them swimming, its hardness made me uncomfortable. Later, I overheard other guests chatting and
learned that it's used for sex. Although they didn't explain how, I've treasured it ever since. I've gotten a lot of pleasure

from pressing it and writhing my body. 　　Back to the female tourist. When I heard the question, I immediately put away the bra and ran down to the garden. She was the one I met , wearing a white tank top, denim shorts, a pair of sturdy-looking shoes (I later learned they were hiking boots), and a backpack stuffed full of things. 　　She asked if I had any rooms available. 　　I asked her what kind of room she needed. 　　She said a regular single room would be fine. 　　We quickly negotiated the price and settled on a deal. 　　She would be staying here for the next two nights. 　　Before going into the room, she pinched my cheek to compliment my cuteness. I do indeed have an innocent and charming smile (inherited from my father). This was the first time I'd felt so comfortable and excited by a pinch, and I felt like I was about to get an erection. I shamelessly squinted at her full, firm breasts. I had this feeling that putting my head between them would be very comfortable. I immediately realized I had to persuade her to go swimming in the lake. 　　That night, I deliberately went to her room to help her swat mosquitoes and chatted with her a lot. I found her even more alluring after her shower. Perhaps she thought I was a child, so she was only wearing a white tank top in the room , and importantly, no bra underneath. She was wearing only plain white thongs, her fair thighs completely exposed. I smugly and easily caught a glimpse of her large breasts as we swatted mosquitoes together. I could clearly see her alluring nipples, red and tiny, like little millet grains, beautiful and tempting. Of course, I couldn't resist taking a look at her fair legs and her buttocks hidden beneath her thongs. Occasionally, I would lean in and smell her scent. The sweet fragrance always made my mouth water. 　　After swatting the mosquitoes, we played hide-and-seek in the garden. During the game, I intentionally or unintentionally grabbed her breasts a few times; it felt incredibly good, almost making me faint from the warmth. After a few times, she realized I was doing it on purpose. She grabbed my hand and stared at me intently. I was a little scared, so I feigned ignorance and pitifulness. Seeing my reaction, she burst into laughter, happily hugging me and placing my left hand on her chest, saying, "You men all like this. I didn't expect you to be so obsessed at such a young age, you little rascal." She then pinched my cheek, seemingly pleased, and hugged me again. 　　Only then did I relax, holding her and her chest tightly. Of course, I didn't dare take any further, only keeping my left hand on her chest, my right hand around her waist, and my head resting on her chest. As for my lower body, I carefully moved away, not wanting her to notice my erection. I wasn't confident enough to let her have sex with me, and I hadn't figured out how. This position lasted about four seconds. She moved away. To avoid my embarrassing situation being exposed again, I immediately said there was a lake nearby, as beautiful as hers, and we could go swimming there tomorrow; it was very comfortable and fun. After saying this, I pointed vigorously in the direction of the lake. 　　She happily accepted my invitation and even invited me to swim with her. I readily agreed. 　　While swimming, I asked her how men and women make love. She told me I'd know when I grew up. I puffed out my chest and said I was already quite grown up. She slipped and laughed. I said she was teasing me, and took the opportunity to tease her. Then she took off her swimsuit. Instinctively, I took off my swim trunks. She laughed and said I was still young, so she could only hug me and let me experience it. Then she pulled me to her chest, buried my head between her breasts, and slowly told me how men and women make love. I listened attentively, my hand around her waist slowly moving to her buttocks. Occasionally, my fingers gently squeezed her buttocks a few times . 　　After her explanation, I immediately understood and wanted to explore further, but she stopped me. Seeing that she was a little angry, I didn't dare to do anything rash, obediently hugging her, feeling the warmth she gave me and the coldness of the lake water. The feeling of hot and cold was really comfortable. 　　And so, we embraced naked. She generously treated me like an innocent child. I took advantage of this opportunity to kiss her breasts, touch her buttocks, and later rub my penis against her thighs. Unfortunately, she said it tickled and pushed me away.

Later that night, I asked her if I could keep the white bra I was wearing that day as a souvenir. She
was surprised and asked why a bra. I then took her to my room. I decided to let her know everything about me.

She was startled and looked at me in shock, saying nothing.

I knew that if I didn't say something, she would be afraid of me. So I told
her my life story—those tragic stories that resonate with everyone, like my mother died, I had a
stepmother who often beat and abused me, then my father left, and my stepmother got sick. I didn't intend to embellish it, because it was already very tragic.

After hearing it, she became very maternal and hugged me, crying. She said she could take me away. I said that this
was my only home, no matter what. Actually, I felt that it wasn't realistic for her to be my mother.

In the end, she kissed me, kept the bra for me, and let me hold her while we slept that night.

That night, I slept on my side, holding her. She lay on her back, still wearing a tank top and underwear. At first
, I was very disciplined, only placing my hand on her lower abdomen, pressing my leg against hers, and using my penis
to press against her waist. But later, seeing that she was completely asleep, I started to move.

First, I gently and slowly, carefully moved my hand to the edge of her breast, pushing my hips forward so that my penis
was pressed tightly against her waist, almost touching it.
I maintained this position for a while before moving my hand further to her breast. From gently placing my hand to completely pressing down on her, it probably took almost
five minutes. I did this so that she wouldn't suddenly feel a foreign object against her chest. In the end, I succeeded;
she didn't push my hand away and continued to sleep soundly.

Then, I became bolder and slipped my hand under her vest, pressing it tightly against her skin and slowly
caressing it. The smoothness of the texture was beyond my expectations. I completely forgot to let her get used to the weight of my hand,
and used a little pressure to caress her.

Then, I became bolder, touching her breasts and gently pinching her nipples. I carefully
felt the softness of her breasts and meticulously touched her nipples. I felt that the more I touched them, the harder and bigger they became. At first
, I thought it was my imagination, so I tried touching the other nipple and found that it really had become bigger and harder. Surprised,
I looked up, hoping to see the nipple through the light from the window.

Attracted by the nipple, I actually kissed it. At the moment of the kiss, I felt her tremble
slightly. I didn't pay much attention and began to shift my attention to her underwear.

I leaned in and gently smelled it; it was slightly fragrant, with an indescribable scent that
made me want to keep inhaling it. I touched her thighs and kissed them. Her thighs felt wonderful, and
the feeling of kissing them was also very pleasant. Afterward, wanting to study her genitals, I slightly lifted and spread her legs, giving
me a little space to put my fingers inside.

But just as I was about to insert my finger, she suddenly moved, turning to her side. Following her
movement, I gently pushed her, almost making her lie face down. Now, her buttocks were fully exposed to me
. Immediately, I placed my hand on them, gently kneading her firm, round buttocks.

After studying them for a while, I continued my previous exploration. But just as my finger approached, I
thought, why not try inserting my penis directly? With this in mind, I immediately took off my underwear,
gently pressed myself against her, and lightly pressed my penis against her genitals.

But at this point, I became nervous and afraid, simply pressing down without moving. Suddenly, her
buttocks moved, lifting up and actually clamping my penis between them.

I was startled by this sudden action, but at the same time, I felt a pleasure emanating from my penis and spreading throughout my body.
I mustered my courage and began moving between her buttocks.

After a while, her buttocks moved again, this time contracting slightly. This time, my
attempt to thrust failed; I couldn't reach her buttocks, but it felt like I'd entered a hole, and my glans immediately
felt itchy.

I instantly remembered what she'd said in the lake. I realized this was sex. I penetrated her.

Excited, I thrust my hips forward, and my penis slid in smoothly. I felt as if two soft fleshy lumps
were gripping my penis—it felt so good, so incredibly good.

I no longer cared if she woke up and started moving forcefully. Seeing that she didn't seem to be awake,
I thrust even harder, as if trying to wake her.

Gradually, my penis felt easier to move, and it felt a little wet. Just as I was feeling very excited and
enjoying it, she suddenly turned her body around. I wanted to immediately lift my body, but her sudden
action startled me. A strong wave of pleasure surged through my lower body, my whole body tensed and trembled, and I couldn't even
lift my body.

As she turned her body, and I trembled, she pressed my buttocks against herself with her hand. I was
pleased that I hadn't thrown off when she turned around, and remained on top of her. After my violent trembling subsided, she
removed her hands and gently laid me back on the bed.

She turned to me and told me that she had woken up when I touched her breasts, but hadn't stopped me.

I asked why she hadn't.

She said she wanted to see how far I could go. But after penetrating her, she herself became excited and aroused.

I asked if my trembling was an orgasm.

She said yes. Then she took off her panties, pointed, and said, "This wetness is what I ejaculated."

I said I felt my panties were wet before I started trembling.

She said that was hers.

I said she had also orgasmed.

She said she was almost there.

I said, "Then let's continue."

She touched my penis and said it was soft.

I said I could get hard right away. And then, it really did.

She was surprised by my rapid recovery and also parted her legs.

I immediately understood, climbed on top of her, and pressed down, inserting my penis. This time, without the obstruction of panties
, it slid in smoothly. The feeling was very intense, like I was about to have another orgasm.

She said, "Thank goodness I've already had one, otherwise I would have orgasmed as soon as it went in."

I said, "I really felt that way."

She said, "No, it won't be this fast the second time."

Then, I felt more at ease and started moving. I moved gently, feeling the sensation. But she seemed impatient,
pressing her hand against my buttocks, telling me to go harder and faster.

I did as she said, penetrating deeply with each thrust. She said it felt good, moaning with pleasure.

Suddenly, I felt myself being tightly gripped down there, the suction was so strong, the sensation was intense, and I trembled again
. This time, I ejaculated inside her.

She hugged me, who was lying on top of her, saying how comfortable it felt, and fell asleep.

I was too tired, so I climbed into bed and fell asleep immediately.

When I woke up, it was already noon.

Seeing she wasn't in the room, I immediately ran out. I saw her collecting clothes and breathed a sigh of relief. I thought
she had already left. But thinking about it, her luggage was still in the room.

She called me a lazy pig, saying I wouldn't wake up no matter how much she called.

I said I had been too vigorous last night and was too tired.

She said I was naughty, continuing to collect clothes.

I asked if that would result in a pregnancy.

She laughed and said I knew quite a lot.

I said, "Then she'll have my child."

She said, "Then shouldn't I take responsibility?"

I nodded and said, "I definitely will. I'll raise him."

Actually, I was terrified.

She said she was glad I was so responsible, but not to worry, she wouldn't get pregnant.

I asked why.

She didn't answer, just smiled.

I didn't press further and suggested she go back to bed.

She said I was really bad. She packed her clothes and pulled me back to the room.

I closed the door, immediately pulled down my pants, and jumped onto the bed.

She said, "Last night was an accident, it won't happen again."

I said, "Then let's make it not an accident this time. I'll try my best to make you comfortable

." She said, "How do you know she'll be comfortable?"

I said, "Because she screamed 'comfort' many times last night."

She lowered her head, smiled, and didn't say anything.

I saw her packing her luggage, guessing she was about to leave. Thinking that if I didn't come again, I'd never have another chance.
As she packed, I messed around.

She stared at me. I puffed out my chest and stared back at her.

She laughed loudly and said, "I'm so cute."

I said, "Since I'm cute, let's do it."

She looked at me, smiling without moving for a long, long time. I didn't know what she was looking at, I just thought
her smile was very beautiful.

She suddenly said, "Since that's the case, let's do it, just the last time."

I immediately helped her take off her clothes and pants, and skillfully inserted my penis.

Since it was the last time, I didn't plan to start moving right away, but instead carefully massaged her breasts,
kissed her nipples, and even massaged her buttocks and kissed her lower abdomen, but my penis remained still.

She probably couldn't stand my teasing, and started moving under me. I actually felt
an orgasm immediately.

I immediately pulled out and took a deep breath.

I said, "How are you so good? You felt an orgasm as soon as you moved."

She said, "I came."

I said, "No. It's good that I pulled out."

She said she couldn't stand it, so she started moving.

Seeing me like this, she taught me how to satisfy her with my hands.

After teaching me for a while, I finally understood how to do it. I put two fingers in, found the G-spot she mentioned,
and massaged it vigorously.

She reacted immediately, letting out a cry.

I massaged her vigorously for a while, until my hands were almost numb with exhaustion, when she suddenly trembled, her lower body twitching
and releasing, and she ejaculated a lot of fluid. Seeing this, I knew she had orgasmed, and without pausing, I used my last bit
of strength to speed up my movements.

Finally, she ejaculated again.

I said, "My hands are about to break."

She lifted me onto the bed and sat on top of me.

My penis entered smoothly, and with her passionate movements, I ejaculated in a few thrusts, my body trembling slightly
.

After resting for a while, she brought me her underwear, which I had soaked the night before, saying it was for me. I had left
a lingering smell that couldn't be washed off.

I said that besides thanking her, I really had nothing to give her. The only way I could repay her was by telling her not to
trust men so easily, especially those seemingly innocent children.

She said she was destined to be deceived by men, but felt it was worth being deceived by an innocent little rascal. I
wholeheartedly agreed with her.

That's what makes her beautiful.

【over】

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