Kris Pt 1

I’m Male 26. Kris is Female 12 and my first young lover. This is hopefully the start of a series. I write in depth Erotica as time allows.

As the following is not a single story, but more of a retelling of incidents in my life I will present it as such.

My name is Steve, I’m 26 and single by choice. I’m 6/1 190lbs and long dark hair. I’m a Welder by trade.
The year is 1980 and I rent a small house on the south side of Tulsa for a great price. It’s not in the best neighborhood and the place needs some work. An older lady owns it and I told her I had a good job and was trying to save some money up and that I was willing to work on the house a little for her while I was living there. So that worked out to trade a little labor for less rent.

It was a late July Saturday afternoon when I finally met Kris. I had seen her on her bike now and then going back and forth. My house is about 5 blocks from a main drag that has a Sears, Kroger and some fast food places so I figured that’s were she goes too. I had mowed the grass and did some window repairs that morning and was out in the attached garage working on my 72 Shovelhead when I saw her. Almost missed her actually. Thank god I stood up in time to see her walking her bike. I had the radio on so had to step out into the drive to ask her what happened. Seems she hit something and got a flat tire and a chain derailment. Asked her if she wanted me to take a look at it and she just kind of shrugged and said OK.

So I waited until she got the bike up closer to the house so I could check it and Her out! What a fuckin little blonde hotty. She was like a little Loni Anderson minus the huge tits, but her little walnuts looked quite edible. Like I said, I’d seen her before, but only riding down the road. And it’s not like I could run out when she was going by and stop her for a visit! She gave a cute smile and tried not to stare too much and went to look at the bike.

I pulled the bike in the garage and went about taking the front wheel off so I could break the tire down. I figured I’d better talk to her to build a little trust and rapport so I did the usual what’s your name, etc. She said her name was Krystal or Kris and she and her Mom had just moved up here from Dallas about a month ago. Her mom wanted her to be settled in when she started the 7th grade this fall. Damn, 12 yrs old??

I got a Coke for Kris and I and she finally got the braves enough to come into the garage and check out my bike. She thought it was cool, but was a little shaken by the condition it was in. I told her it had swapped hands a few times and got tore up some and I was rebuilding it to my liking. Kris heard a song on the radio and asked if I could turn it up a little. I told her to help herself and pointed at the radio so she went over and cranked it up a little and starting dancing a bit. I had found the leak in the tube, but didn’t want to break her little Daisy Dukes ass shaking scene so I just rolled the tube in my hand a while longer. Kris slowed down a little while staring at my workbench then looked back over her shoulder at me?? OK, I was staring. She turned the radio back down then walked over to me. “Can I have a couple hits”
What? “I saw your joint in the ash tray.” Uh, sure, that’s fine.

I was a little dazed of course. Does anyone know you smoke? I asked. “My mom has caught me a few times in her stash, but she doesn’t want me doing it with new people.” I’m new people! “She means like hooking up with school kids and getting into hard drugs and other things.” What other things? “Like older boys trying to get into my pants!!” I see said the blind man!
I had just smoked before Kris had walked by, but I wasn’t about to miss the chance to share a little closeness to her so we fired up and passed back and forth a few. Just smokin and looking at each other. Eyes staring and faces smiling. She did well and only coughed on the first hit as she hadn’t smoked in awhile she said.

Back to the tube and I was able to get it patched with a old kit I had in the tool box. Just had to put the tire back on and reset the chain and little miss hotty would be gone… And then it was done. I got Kris and I another Coke so I could keep her around awhile longer. We talked about my bike and what I was going to do with it. Kris said she wanted a ride when I got it done. Does that mean you’ll be back someday? I asked. “Why yes!” she said laughing. “I only live about 8 blocks away”. Sweet!

“Well, I guess I had better get on home before mom gets home. Do I owe you anything?” Of course not, no welding needed. “Thanks Steve” but Kris still managed to sneak up and grab my arm give me a kiss on the cheek. How that little nymph managed that I’m not sure. Kris mounted her bike and was kind of stalling. I thought of the roach still in the tray and asked if she wanted it. “That sounds good. My mom hasn’t met anyone here yet that she can trust to score some.” I started walking over to get the roach and for some reason Kris got off her bike and followed me over? I tore off a piece of paper towel, wrapped the roach and handed it to Kris. She silently stuck it in her pocket then looked up at me flicking her finger towards herself. We were close to the radio so I though she wanted to tell be something. I stooped over to her and she quickly grabbed the back of my head and gave me a quick, but haphazard kiss. I wasn’t expecting That and she managed to jam her tongue against my closed mouth. “I like you Steve. Sorry about that.” Now was the moment. “Kris, I like you to. You’re fun to be with. You’re incredibly sexy and there’s nothing to be sorry about.” “And let’s try that kiss again!”(laughing) I had Kris set up on the tall bench stool then I moved in between her legs. I grabbed around her waist and she grabbed around my neck then the magic happened. I took her slow with some sweet little pecks then longer tasting and sucking of her full lips. Kris got worked up then decided it was time for some tongue play and I was happy to comply.
I showed her some wrestling moves and tongue sucking fun. I could tell this was new territory for her, but she was a quick learner. Kris had a bra and tank top on and I could feel her pressing her hard little tits and points against me. I would have loved to have stripped it off and sucked them all over, but thought we had better cool it down some. I’ve never played around with a 12 yr old and didn’t want to go too nuts and too far.

I walked Kris back over to her bike and told her how great it was to meet her and enjoyed her company. Of course I made it clear, and she understood, that what happened here had to stay between her and I. I let her know that she could stop by anytime that the garage door was up and to be casual about it. Don’t try to hide or be sneaky. And don’t come knocking on the front door as it wouldn’t look right to let her in. Just not yet anyway!

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