Loli Advent Calendar by Imouto Kitten

Day 1: Juri builds some snowmon.

Snow blanketed Shinjuku, and while most of the tamers had insisted on 
staying indoors, Takato and Juri were enjoying the winter wonderland 
that Shinjuku Park had been transformed into.

While Juri played in the snow, building snowmen, or rather snowmon, 
opting for sculpting life-sized statues of Guilmon and Calumon instead 
of the traditional stack of different-sized snowballs, Takato sat on a 
bench, immortalizing the scene before him in pencil on paper, a heavy 
blanket wrapped around him to keep the wrought iron from sapping his 
body heat.

Or at least, that was what Takato was trying to do. Truth was, he found 
the attire Juri decided to wear for playing in the snow rather 
distracting... The puffy green jacket and the yellow mitten and scarf 
that matched her handpuppet were nothing special, but the white 
sweatpants she was wearing hugged her slender thighs and her cute butt 
perfectly, and instead of drawing the snow-covered landscape and her 
snow sculptures, he had spent most of the afternoon sketching Juri from 
various angles and in various poses, often emphasizing just how well 
that skin tight fleece showed off her lower body.

Takato is pulled from his thoughts about how good Juri looks in her 
sweatpants by the sound of chattering teeth, and as he glances up to 
find Juri practically standing on top of him, he hopes she attributes 
his rosey cheeks to the cold and not to the blush brought on by having 
the subject of his latest drawings so close.

"Ro-room for one more in that bl-blanket?" Asks Juri, visibly shivering, 
her sweats and puffy jacket clearly starting to prove insufficient for 
the weather. Before Takato can properly process the request, Juri has 
undone the folds of his blanket, the boy recieving a brief blast of cold 
air before the shivering girl is sitting in his lap and has pulled the 
blanket tight around both of them.

Takato's brain nearly melts as he feels the heat coming off the thighs 
and rear he's been admiring all day, and he nearly has a heart attack as 
Juri takes his sketchbook from his slackened grip, the boy panicking 
internally at the prospect of being condemned as a pervert... a fear 
that only grows stronger as Juri peruses the contents of the sketchbook 
for several long minutes.

When Juri finally closes the sketchbook and cranes her neck to meet 
Takato's eyes, he's surprised to see a smile on her face and to feel her 
lean into him as she pulls his arms around her. "Do you really enjoy 
drawing my bottom that much?" asks the girl mischieviously as she grinds 
her rear against his crotch, giggling when she feels something rigid 
poke her in response. "I'll take that as a yes... and you know, I'd be 
happy to model for you in a cozier setting... say in front of the 
fireplace at either of our homes... perhaps even let you get a little 
hands-on if your or my parents are out..." As she trails off, she guides 
one of his hands to her thigh under the blanket and encourages him to 
give it a light squeeze.

"Uh, th-that sounds great..." replies Takato, almost certain he must 
have fallen asleep on the bench and this is a hypothermia-induced 
hallucination.

"But first," continues Juri, handing the sketchbook back to its owner, 
"I want a drawing of the snow versions I made of Guilmon and Calumon... 
I'm flattered you like my rear so much, but I did nearly freeze it off 
making them."

"Of-of course," replies Takato, flipping to a clean page and starting to 
sketch the pair of snow sculptures, trying not to think too hard about 
the cute girl snuggled up in his lap who had the exact opposite reaction 
to the drawings he did of her from what he expected.

With her rubbing her butt against his erection, it takes a while for him 
to complete the sketches of the snowmon, but once she's content with the 
memento of her time in the snow, the pair stand up, Juri wraps the 
blanket around herself, and she leads the way back to her home.

Upon arrival, Juri is quietly delighted that no one's home, a note on 
the fridge suggesting the preteens should have the place to themselves 
for a few hours.

Discarding her jacket, scarf, and mitten to reveal a green-and-yellow 
striped sweatshirt that shows off the gentle curves of her midsection 
and the slight swell of her budding breasts, Juri leads a slack jawed 
Takato into the living room and starts a fire going in the fireplace.

Although her family has gas logs, Juri stays on all fours, gently 
swaying her hips as she hums a Christmas carol, miming tending to a wood 
fire.

Taking the hint, Takato sinks into a nearby chair and starts sketching 
Juri, though he doesn't get very far before she speaks up, using the 
voice of her handpuppet, "Ruff ruff! Juri did say you could get hands on 
if her parents were out!"

Accepting the invitation, Takato nervously kneels behind Juri and places 
his hands on her fleece covered bottom, the flesh beneath that fabric 
barrier even more cushiony than in his fantasies.

Dropping the pretense of tending a fire that doesn't need tending, Juri 
lets out a contented noise as she drops to her elbows and rests her chin 
on her crossed arms, stretching in an almost feline manner that 
emphasizes her butt even more as she comments, "Feel free to knead them, 
I know you grew up in a bakery specializing in bread, so..." trailing 
off as the boy starts working her half moons like a pair of uncooked 
loaves, the girl nearly purring.

But when that's all Takato does for several minutes, she speaks up 
again, a bit annoyed at how timid Takato is being, "Don't be afraid to 
pull down my pants... and you can slide your thingy between them if you 
like, I really don't mind."

Takato can't believe his luck and is sure he's about to wake up with a 
sticky mess in his briefs, but at her encouragement, he pulls down her 
sweatpants, slightly surprised to find she isn't waring any underwear, 
but too excited to care as he drops his own pants, and resuming his 
kneading of her butt cheeks, starts sliding his boyhood through her 
bottom cleavage.

Juri starts to moan at having her bare bottom played with in such a 
manner, which only makes Takato more excited, but neither preteen is 
prepared for when, after pulling his hips back a bit further than usual, 
Takato thrusts forward and hits a bullseye, the head of his cock wedging 
into Juri's rosebud, both children gasping at the new sensation.

Upon realizing where his cock head is, Takato panics, crying out 
"Sorrysorrysorry!" before trying to pull out.

Clenching up her backdoor and pushing back against him, Juri replies 
"It's okay, only for his own retreat to jerk her back, the boy landing 
on his butt on the rug in front of the fireplace and Juri landing in his 
lap, her weight forcing his cock balls deep in her rear, the sensation 
of suddenly being sheathed in such a tight hole more than Takato can 
take as his virgin cock erupts in Juri's bowels.

Juri is the first to recover, wiggling in his lap as she comments, 
"Having your thing in my butt feels much nicer than I thought it would."

As Juri starts to experiment with sliding her anal ring up and down his 
shaft, Takato moans out, oversensitive from his recent ejaculation, and 
deciding she likes having him slide in and out of her, she kicks off her 
sweatpants and leans back as she starts riding the boy with abandon.

"Ju-Juri!" cries the boy, overwhelmed as her tight hole repeatedly 
engulfs him only to try to hold on to him each time Juri pulls off.

Rolling up her top to expose her budding breasts, Juri grabs Takato's 
hands and places one on her chest and the other between her legs as she 
encourages, "Feel free to touch me anywhere." the boy starting to knead 
the slight swell of her chest and finger her pussy as instinct and her 
encouragement finally overcome Takato's shyness.

Though Takato is inexperienced at pleasing a girl, Juri isn't any more 
experienced at being pleased by a boy, and so it isn't long before the 
girl is trembling in her first orgasm not brought on by her own fingers, 
her entire pelvic floor clenching up, the resulting tightening of her 
rear passage milking another shot from Takato's boyhood.

The pair sit in afterglow for quite some time, but eventually, the 
drying sweat from her exertion has Juri shivering, the girl quickly 
pulling off Takato's wilted member to squeeze back into those skintight 
sweatpants that started it all.

Once her clothes are back in their proper place, Juri suggests they 
snuggle up under a blanket with some hot cocoa.