Joseph Addison - Held For Lust

"Aww, don't be such a scared cat," Anne called. Becky couldn't make up her mind. The slim, blond thirteen year old shrugged and took another look at the partly opened garage door in the alley. Anne, Becky's ten-year-old cousin stamped her foot in frustration and walked back to where the blond was standing. "Come on! He's nice. He told me to call him Uncle Don. You'll like him. He knows some really fun games."

There was something in the smaller girl's expression that made Becky uneasy, she stared at Anne's dark, almost black eyes as they peered out of her pretty, tanned face and wondered. The ten-year-old grinned at Becky and ran her hand through her short, curly dark hair.

"You've been acting funny ever since last night," Anne teased. "What's the matter? Didn't you know that boys and girls do things like that?"

Becky felt her cheeks burn red as she blushed and she quickly turned away. Without knowing it Anne had put her finger on the problem. Becky closed her blue eyes and not realizing what she was doing, she pressed a slim, graceful hand flat against her belly.

"Don't be so dramatic," the plump little girl said. "I've watched my sister and her boyfriend lots of times. It makes me feel good!" A sharp tremor of excitement spun in Becky's belly and she felt her slender thighs shake as she remembered what they'd seen.

Becky hadn't known what to expect when Anne got her up and showed her how to creep down the stairs and peep into the living room. It had been very late and the rest of the house was silent. At first Becky couldn't see anything, but then, she heard a soft, moaning sound and she allowed Anne to lead her to a point where she could peek, behind a drape in the archway, and see a couple on the couch. Anne's big sister Toni was laying back on the pillows and her boyfriend Jeff was leaning over her. After a few moments Becky noticed that the eighteen-year-old girl's blouse was off and that she was letting the boy suck on her pink, pointed nipples!

It was disgusting! Becky trembled and sat down on a box that stood under a tall shade tree. She should have left right then! Becky knew that things like that were dirty and that nice girls didn't do them or even think about them. She would have left if Jeff hadn't stood up and jerked his pants down. Becky remembered making a soft gasping sound and being shaken roughly by her cousin when her shocked gaze fastened on the tall boy's throbbing erection and the way that be grinned at Toni as he stroked it!

A small dart of moist excitement began to wiggle and twist between the hairless lips of her tight little sex. She was so ashamed! Becky had soiled two pairs of panties by thinking about what she'd seen, the juices had gushed out of her and she'd almost broken down and played with herself, something that she never did!

Toni sat up and put her arms around Jeff, her full, up tilted breasts pressed and flattened against his chest while they kissed. Then, while they were still kissing, Becky saw the older girl's hand drop away from the boy's shoulder and boldly close around his jerking pole!

Anne gave a little giggle when she was Becky's expression and then her own changed and she sat down next to the blond. "Yeah, it was something to see, wasn't it?" Anne patted Becky's hand and whispered to her. "Do you think that it's fun to suck one like that? I know that it must be fun to have a boy put his big thing in you. I can tell that from the way that Toni yells when Jeff does it to her. But do you think you'd like to suck one?"

Another small explosion went off between the slender blonde's hairless thighs when she watched in her mind's eye as Toni let Jeff push her down on her knees as she eagerly sucked and licked at the swollen head of his big, hairy penis! The thought of doing that made her sick, but at the same time it made her get wetter and more itchy!

"I want to find out how it feels," Anne confided. "I don't want to wait until I'm as old as Toni is. I want to find out right away!" Becky turned and stared in awed amazement at her little cousin. Anne was so bold, so why did she get so frightened at the thought?

"I like to watch when Jeff puts his pricker in her," the plump little brunette confided. "Sometimes he gets on her from the rear. They didn't do it that way last night."

Becky shook her head but nothing she could do would chase away the image of Toni and Jeff. She'd watched breathlessly as the pretty teenager lay on her back and spread her thighs. Jeff's big hard-on jerked and swayed as he moved in between her legs. She'd seen it all. From where she watched Becky had seen Toni take her lover's swollen thing and rub it up and down between the hairy lips of her pussy until it was wet-and shiny, then he'd pushed forward and the shocked little girl had seen his big stalk sink into her pretty cousin's pussy in one, steady stroke!!

She was so confused! Becky wished she hadn't seen them last night but that wasn't her only problem. All summer she'd been having that funny wiggling, itchy feeling in her tight, virginal little sex and it seemed to get worse every day! What was happening to her? She'd never felt like this before, what was happening?

"Come on, let's go. You'll have fun, I know you will," Anne whispered. "He's waiting for me now, I don't want him to get mad at me!"

Anne's whisper brought Becky back to reality. Nervously the little girl stared at the open garage door and wondered out loud. "Why do you meet him in the garage? Are you sure that he's a real minister?"

Anne's expression was solemn as she nodded her head. "Yes he is," the pretty ten-year-old assured her cousin. "And we meet in the garage cause he's been working on his car and besides, it's more private."

Looking up again Becky noticed that look in Annie's gray eyes and she felt a small warning chill race up her spine but she didn't know how she should react to it.

"Are you chicken?" Anne demanded as she jumped to her feet. "If you're so seared why don't you run home and hide under the bed?"

Becky was stung! The pretty little blonde's lips pulled into a thin line and her slender body stiffened. "You can't call me chicken, Anne Miller! You don't scare me at all!!"

She was so angry that she couldn't think. Becky's legs began to move and before she realized what she was doing the lovely child was headed straight for the open garage door before her!

"Hello, honey. I was wondering if you were coming to see me today." Becky stopped short in the darkened garage. Her eyes were still dazzled by the bright sunlight and she couldn't see who was speaking.

In the gloom the pretty thirteen-year-old felt her smaller cousin brush by her and heard her answer the unseen speaker.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Don. I had to convince my cousin Becky that it was all right for her to come over with me."

Becky's eyes were beginning to adjust to the dim light and she could see Anne standing in front of a man seated in an. old, overstuffed armchair. That warning chill was still reverberating in the pretty child's head and she was tempted to turn and run! Only the taunt of "chicken" made her grit her even, white teeth and hold her ground.

"I'm glad that you came to see me, Becky," the man said in a deep, friendly voice. The man in the chair lifted his hand and Becky saw the glitter of a glass as it passed to his lips. "Anne was right. She said that you were pretty. You are very pretty!"

She could hear a funny, slurring sound in the large voice and Becky had been around adults long enough to know that he was drinking. The slender little blond wanted to run more than ever, but something new had been added to the situation and she could force herself to ignore it.