“I'm glad you think so, but I don't see why you like me like this. As compared with a grown-up woman, I'm so plain and they're so fancy. They should be much nicer for you.” She frowned as she put forth this philosophy, but then she smiled brightly up at me, asking, “Now that I'm all bare for you, would you like to look at my pussy?”

“That will be wonderful, Jennie! I'd love to look at your cute bare little pussy. I'm sure it's the cutest one in the whole world, and I want to play with it, too, in any way you want me to.”

She immediately hopped up and stood on my thighs as I was sitting on the edge of the bed. This brought her nude little crotch right before my face, and I inspected it with pleasure and rising excitement as she waved and wiggled it around, exposing every facet of its beauty for me. The firm rounded outer lips formed pink elevated ridges down each side, just inside where the crease of her thighs formed. Between these pouting fleshy rolls was the darker crevice of her slit, with almost no evidence of the thin petal-like inner lips which are so important a part of an older and more developed cunny.

Jeannie leaned way back, with my hands supporting her behind her little firm hips, and, with her legs spread I could see the odd effect which a very young girl shows of having one continuous groove running from the top of her pussy, all the way down between her chubby thighs, and continuing up the back between her pale-pink round buttocks. At the upper front end of this delightfully exposed little valley I could make out a tiny pink nubbin which I was sure was the outer tip of her little clitoris and a spot which we would both enjoy when I got around to playing with it in many exciting ways.

After I had inspected her carefully as she proudly exposed herself for my admiration, she jumped down and said, “You've seen me now, so it ought to be my turn. I'll help you get undressed, and then I want to see you all over and feel you all over. Then, if you want, we can play some really nice fun-games with sex.”