My best friend Laurie, who is ten like me, often sleeps over at my place, and of course I had to tell her all about my meeting with John when we were in my bed together the same night. Laurie and I have been doing stuff together for a couple of years now, and I told her my story while I was busy frigging her little clit and she was sucking on my little tittie bumps. She's a bit of a scaredycat but, although she told me I was insane to go along with John's idea, she got so turned on by my story that my fingers in her tight little cunt and my thumb on her miniature clit gave her the biggest orgasm she had ever had that night. Before we went to sleep, I made her give me a cum too while I thought about what might happen when I next saw John. And so, as my body writhed and I finally came hard against Laurie's fingers jammed deep inside my cunt, mashing my body against hers, my only question was what an orgasm could be like with a man's big cock inside me instead of little Laurie's fingers.

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For the whole of the next week I was in a kind of frenzy of excitement at the thought of all the things I might get to do with my new pedo friend. I knew all about my hymen and all that, and weeks before Laurie had helped me to get rid of it with an old perfume bottle of my mum's that was shaped almost like a cock. So I knew there shouldn't be any problem there. I was ready for anything, at least so I believed, and the thought of a dirty old man and a real pedo like John sticking his cock in my ten-year-old pussy kept my panties wet for days.

So the next Wednesday, when my mum dropped me off as usual for an afternoon at the cinema, I went straight to where I had left John the week before. And sure enough, there he was, exactly as I had left him, with a little smile – or was it a smirk? – on his face. I was wearing the same clothes as the week before, tartan microskirt, little white panties and the spaghetti-strap red top, and I must say I felt pretty sexy. As I came up to his table, John stood up, took me by the hand and bent down to kiss me, not quite on the mouth but just on the side of the lips. I thought I felt the tip of his tongue, but I couldn't be sure. His hand was at the base of my back, just resting on my ass cheeks, and he pressed me ever so slightly inwards towards his thigh.

"Hello, there, Alicia. I'm glad you came. That must mean that the answer is "Yes", so we might as well go to my place straight away. But here, before we go, I have a little present for you."

And he handed me a little envelope with something soft inside.

"The toilets are just there. Go and put it on and we'll be out of here."

In the toilets, I opened the envelope and pulled out the tiniest thong I have ever seen. Quick as I could I took off my little white panties and slipped on what turned out to be a few bits of red string with just the smallest triangle of gauze-type material to cover my cunny. God, the moment I felt that tiny patch of cotton netting hug my mound and press in between my pussy lips even, and especially the string running up between my ass cheeks and against my asshole, I just felt this wild flush of heat all through my body and I immediately felt my juices start to flow between my thighs. ......(cont)