It was a warm, beautiful, Friday in Los Angeles, and Mrs Hendrickson's kindergarten class was celebrating the end of the week with juice, cookies, and a playlist of Disney songs. Despite several of her favorites appearing on the playlist, Finley Arnold was hardly paying attention; she had waited for this day for a whole week already, and it was occupying her every thought! The five-year-old cutie had dressed her best, which meant a light blue t-shirt with Elsa, Anna, and Olaf on the chest and a knee-length pink skirt that showed off her soft, slightly chubby Irish legs just right. Her beautiful honey-blonde hair was pulled back with a sparkly blue headband that matched the color of her eyes.
But the real treat was under the skirt – after a week of pouting, pleading, begging, and threatening tantrums, Finley's parents had finally caved and bought her her first-ever pair of big-girl panties! They were pink lace with a sheer front panel – she had hoped for the kind that goes up between a girl's butt cheeks, but her parents finally put their foot down with that and the pair she had on covered her cute little tushy in lace.
The reason Finley wanted the panties so badly, outside of just having something grown-up that her friends didn't, was also the other reason she was so preoccupied today – last Monday, she and Carlos Perez, her crush and classmate, officially decided they were girlfriend and boyfriend! Not that that had meant much so far, outside of hand-holding and a little sloppy kissing practice behind the kindergarten building while waiting for Carlos' mommy to come pick him up, but as her first weekend with a boyfriend, Finley wanted everything to be perfect.
It was at that moment that Carlos approached Finley and her friends, which of course made her friends oooh and giggle until she gave them a dirty look. Carlos looked sooo handsome in a green Paw Patrol shirt and dark gray basketball shorts. His curly dark hair was a big moppy mess on his head, and those chocolate brown eyes just made Finley melt. When he greeted her with a simple "Hi, Finley," she wanted to hug and kiss him right there! But, of course, this sent another round of ooohs from her nosy friends. Finley ignored them and focused on her boyfriend, "Can you come over to my house after school, Carlos? My mommy and daddy don't get home 'til late..." Carlos looked like he was just offered the biggest hot fudge sundae in the world. He nodded excitedly, stammered out an adorable, "Umm, sure, uh huh!" and, after taking a look around to make sure Mrs Hendrickson wasn't watching, he gave Finley a quick, chaste, little-kid kiss on the lips.
That afternoon, the two tots held hands as they walked the short distance to Finley's house. Once inside, Finley snuck a pack of Hershey's Kisses and two Cokes from her mommy's off-limits snack area, and the little lovebirds ended up on Finley's bed, surrounded by her plushies as they snacked and basked in each other's company. Finley sat cross-legged, knees apart, and it wasn't too long before Carlos' eyes dipped down between her legs, captivated by the sight of her brand-new panties. Finely felt her cheeks growing hot at the attention. She was tingly all over, especially in the puffy little muffin between her legs that was at that moment being framed and flattered by the sheer undies.
Carlos must have realized he was staring, because he finally broke from his spell and met his girlfriend's gaze again, "Your panties are real pretty, Finley..." the words sending a jolt through her little body. She bit her lip as she looked at her beau excitedly, "They're big-girl panties, I just got 'em! Do you want to see?" Now it was Carlos' turn to feel all tingly, his breath caught in his throat and his proud little Latino wiener starting to feel extra-funny, like it did whenever he played with it in the bathtub. He nodded, and Finley smiled playfully, "If I show you, I wanna see yours too, okay?" The kindergarten couple both looked down between each other's legs, until finally Carlos stood up on the mattress, wobbling slightly as he tugged his shorts all the way down and off.
Carlos' blue-and-white Spider-Man briefs were tenting out as much as a five-year-old boy's underwear could; Spider-Man was holding his arm out and shooting web on the front, and Carlos' hard little pickle made it look like Spider-Man was aiming right at Finley. And it only got worse when he sat back down and it was Finley's turn, as she undid her skirt and let it drop, showing off those pretty panties she fought so hard for. The front panel was totally seethru, and her fat, bald, puffy cookie was plainly visible through the gauzy fabric. Carlos stammered out a "W-wow..." as his hand reached out, shaking just a little, to graze over his girlfriend's soft mound and cleft. Finley, likewise, reached out to touch her boyfriend's stiff "web shooter" and they both stared at each other in disbelief as exciting new feelings coursed through their bodies.
Naturally, it was bold, mature Finley who took the next step, "Let's take everything off, okay?" before she pulled off her top, exposing her flat chest capped with perfect bubblegum nipples. Carlos stared for a moment, but once he came back to reality he quickly stripped down as well, and soon enough each tot was hooking thumbs in their underwear and exposing themselves to their little lover.
Finley's body was white as snow, with a layer of baby fat she may or may not lose as she got older. This gave her a soft tummy, innie belly button, and a plush baby bottom with two round, soft cheeks. Her nipples were the palest pink and slightly puffy, just enough to differentiate her chest from her boyfriend's. But the real prize was between those chubby thighs – her fat, cuddly, pouty flower, thick lips and a deep cleft keeping everything hidden, her teeny little pearl completely covered by her soft fleshiness. Finley blushed as Carlos stared, drinking her body in. He bit his lip and smiled, "Wow Finley, you're so pretty!" making the blonde toddler feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world.
Meanwhile, Carlos spent many of his evenings playing fútbol with his friends and cousins, which had the effect of melting away any potential babyfat. He was hardly toned or muscular, but he was slender and tight, with a flat chest and tummy, an outie belly button, and a perky bubble butt. Between those soccer-firmed legs was the most delicious-looking thing Finley had ever seen; a perfect plump little cocktail frank of a penis, soft and brown, jutting straight out toward her with two marbles dangling in a smooth sack below. Carlos' penis was the second she had ever seen, after the times she had bathed (and recently, showered) with her daddy. Besides the obvious difference in size and lack of hair, Finley was curious to see that Carlos' "Carlito" had what looked like a little hat made of skin, keeping his helmet hidden. Her daddy's looked totally different in that regard, with a big, smooth, pink helmet totally exposed – of course, Finley didn't know a thing about circumcision, so she just figured maybe all little boys were built that way, and maybe it fell off when they got older? She made a mental note to compare notes with her friends with older and younger brothers on Monday.
As the two children drank in the sight of their naked bodies, they each got that funny feeling again, making their tummies bounce a bit and their genitals tingle. Finley reached out and touched her boyfriend's bare, uncut penis for the first time. She held it, felt its warmth and hardness, peeled back the "hat" to peek at the tip, and let her fingertips slide down to his plump little marble sack. Meanwhile, Carlos was exploring Finely too, as he – somewhat clumsily - brushed his fingers over her fleshy lips and felt the softness of her mound. He actually discovered her clit before she ever did herself, which made her jump and gasp, wide-eyed. The poor boy looked worried he had just hurt his lover, until Finley breathlessly cooed "That felt so good Carlos, do it again!" Each touch, each fondle, each exploration got them more excited; Finley's peach was sticky with her little-girl nectar, while Carlos was so hard he thought he would burst.
After some time spent exploring each other – it felt like an eternity but probably was only a minute or two – Finley took a deep breath, looked her boyfriend in the eyes, and said, "Let's do fucking!" the word feeling so unusual and exciting on her tongue. Carlos blinked; he had a general idea about sex from the TV shows his mamá watched, and deep down inside he also suspected that those YouTube videos of his favorite Fortnite skins dancing were sexy, in a weird way. But honestly, he thought what they were currently doing WAS fucking. When he expressed as much, Finley shook her head, a little smile on her face from how innocent her boyfriend was, "No, fucking's when the girl lays down and the boy gets on top and then the boy sticks his thing in the girl's kitty. It's s'posed t'feel REAL good, I heard Kendra talking 'bout it with her friends." referring to her older sister, the glamorous, mature, worldly nine-year-old Kendra.
The two five-year-olds looked at their genitals, both trying to figure out how the heck this sex thing was supposed to work. Finley laid back among her stuffies, legs still closed at first, though she did have to spread them when Carlos climbed in-between. This gave the boy a chance to watch her chubby little flower bloom, the pale, milk-white petals parting to reveal seashell pink within. Carlos let his stiff tanned shaft rest lengthwise along Finley's cleft, like a miniature brown hot dog in a warm fluffy bun. Both kids watched where their bodies met – the skin-on-skin contact was definitely nice, but this didn't exactly seem to warrant all the fuss that older kids, TV shows, and grownups all made about it. In fact, after a couple minutes of laying there, tummy to tummy, Carlos' perky boy butt facing the bedroom door, they were about to give up; it was only when Carlos moved against his girlfriend that thy both gasped in shock. Carlos' penis dragged along Finley's vagina, which caused his foreskin to roll back, and his bare helmet touched her tiny, sensitive clit in a loving kiss. It was like fireworks went off in their heads; Finley gasped "Oh!" and her little hips shot up like she was jolted by an electrical current, catching Carlos' uncovered tip in her juicy entrance. Meanwhile, Carlos was reeling from the pressure on his ultra-sensitive cockhead, and his own hips moved on instinct, pushing his sweet inches into his girlfriend's steamy depths. The little angels had just lost their virginity to each other on their first "date"!
Finley blinked those beautiful blue eyes in surprise as her boyfriend's little dicklet twitched inside her, "Ohh, Carlos! I can feel your thingie in me! Wowww Kendra's right, this is the BEST!" Because of the sudden shock of the intense new feeling, neither cutie was even aware that Carlos had pushed through Finley's hymen – he wasn't even six years old and he already had a cherry under his belt! At this point, instinct was helping both kids; Carlos felt his hips moving as if possessed, gently, slowly, and steadily bouncing between his girlfriend's spread legs, while Finley's little booty pushed up to meet him, both children hunting for that shared rhythm as they discovered the joy of sex.
The room was quiet except the gentle squeaking of the bed, the rustling of sheets under naked young bodies, the slight clap-clap-clap of young flesh on young flesh, and the heavy breathing from two sets of kindergarten lips, punctuated with little gasps of pleasure now and then. Finley looked down her body to watch where her preteen lover's handsome brown tool parted her fat white lips and disappeared inside her, their two bodies joined as one. Carlos grunted as his girlfriend's tunnel gave his weenie a tight, soft, warm hug; it was like pushing himself in and out of a hot marshmallow and he never wanted it to end.
With each awkward, curious, instinctive thrust, Carlos pulled out, his shaft warm from Finley's depths and just a little slick from her excitement. He looked into her face and gave her the cutest, dopey little grin, "This is... wow Finley, this is better than Pokémon, this is better than Avengers... this is better than everything!" Finley giggled at her boyfriend's outburst and grinned back, "It sooooo is! Keep going, go in 'n out like you were!" Carlos nodded and pulled out a little more, drawing a whimper of protest from Finley before he sunk back in to the hilt, making them both gasp and see stars. Finley moaned, "I love this! I wanna do this all the time!" and Carlos nodded, grunting, "Me... me too..." before they both quieted down and got serious looks on their faces. From then on, all the adorable awkwardness was gone and it was down to business. Finley wrapped her arms around Carlos' neck and her legs around his waist, holding on tight and rolling her hips to meet each thrust as her boyfriend pumped himself into her, his sweet sack bouncing and swaying under him, the cute little "exit only" hole between his cheeks winking back at the closed bedroom door, nobody else in the world mattering except each other.
After a minute or so of this passionate lovemaking, Finley gasped, "Ah, Carlos!" her limbs and pussy clamped down on her man and her back arched as the pretty blonde had her first-ever orgasm. Carlos' eyes widened as his girlfriend came, her vaginal walls squeezing and milking him rhythmically. It was all too much, and moments after Finley's orgasm began, Carlos sunk in fully, his balls twitching against her butt cheeks and his wiener throbbing and jumping like crazy, until it spit out a couple drops of sweet, clear juice into Finley's spasming depths. The pleasure was so overwhelming that it made both tots a bit dizzy.
After their orgasms subsided, Carlos rolled off his lover. The toddlers lay there, side by side, chests rising and falling as they caught their breath, Carlos' penis and Finley's vagina both sticky with their mingled love. After a few minutes, Carlos rolled over onto his side and kissed his girlfriend – despite their lovemaking, it was still a close-mouthed, innocent, little kid kiss. Afterward, Finley smiled up at him, "I'm gonna ask my mommy if you can spend the night, okay?" leading to a huge grin and excited nod from her man, before the two of them drifted off into a post-coital afternoon nap - naked, spent, and very happy.