Karens
Tale (Mg, MMMMg, pedo, ws,
bdsm)
Available at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/792x57/www/
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I started a trend with recent
postings of leaving off the preface. It
was my intention to post this separately on my site. That didn’t happen for several reasons,
mainly because I realized that many people wouldn’t read it and second because,
were the story to be reposted on the newsgroups (which I encourage as I don’t
post them there myself) or on another site (allowed as long as the ENTIRE site
is and remains free) then the preface would be separated from the story. Of course I can’t force people to read it but
I can make it available.
FIRST things first I guess.
This is an erotic story written for the enjoyment of consenting adults. If you
are not consenting don't read it (now that made a lot of sense). If you are not
an adult don't read it. This story contains pedophilia and BSDM along with
kinky other things. If this offends you
or violates your personal moral code DON'T READ IT.
SECOND: I want to say
something about the nature of fantasy. That is what this story is FANTASY. I do
not condone or agree with the activities portrayed in this story. Anyone in
real life who harms a child deserves to be castrated then shot. That said, what
is harm? Is a consenting, loving, sexual relationship between a child and an
adult harmful? If done with care it is not physically harmful but there are
other kinds of harm. Is it emotionally harmful? Perhaps, perhaps not, in
actuality it probably varies case by case. Children don't have labels, there is no tag that says 'I can handle sex'. So for
that reason alone caring adults should not consider a sexual relationship with
a child (uncaring adults are going to do as they damn well please).
LAST: This is intended mainly
for authors so if you’re not one feel free to skip this. I want to speak on the nature of eroticism.
This is in two parts, the first ties in with the nature of fantasy above. I
find many things erotic in literature, these include, pedophilia, incest,
bestiality, torture, rape, water sports etc... Very few of
these things would I find erotic if I was a participant. Let me state
that again, not only would I not do them (for moral reasons) but the thought of
actually doing them turns me off like a light. Curious, I enjoy reading about
them but the thought of doing them is repellant.
Now for the second part, I
have for many years read erotic stories, starting with filched copies of
Penthouse Letters as a teenager then downloading them from BBS's
and finally the internet. I have found many, many erotic stories that I have
enjoyed immensely. I have also found a great deal of duds. To be erotic a story
needs several things. It has to be believable both in the setting and the
actions/reactions of the participants. A story where a child walks into a pool
hall, raises her dress and takes on everybody in the place would not be erotic
for me no matter how hot the sex, because I would not believe it. A story has
to be descriptive. Adjectives and adverbs are important. Don't tell me that
Jane dropped to her knees and fucked the dog. Tell me what she feels, what she
says, how she moves. Don't tell me a child is cute. Describe her, what is her
skin tone, what color are her eyes, her hair? How soft is her skin? What is she
thinking?
She was about 7 or 8 years old
and though she stood a hair under four feet she had to tip the scales at over
eighty pounds. She was fat, no doubt
about it. She had a pretty face though,
framed in cornflower yellow hair and illuminated by bright blue eyes. The extra weight gave her proto-breasts, the
hint of a double chin and a truly mind blowing butt and thighs. I thought she was sexy as all hell.
She was wearing a badly worn and
undersized one-piece bathing suit, it was a dirty
yellow with some kind of faded floral pattern.
Her wide bubble butt strained the worn fabric to its limits and that put
the lips of her fat, bald pussy on display for the world to see. You could clearly identify her puffy labia
and the deep groove between them.
She was kicking a scuffed old
ball as she passed in front of my house, the perfect picture of summer day
childhood boredom.
I sat down my beer and smiled at
her. “A pretty little girl like you
shouldn’t look so bored.”
She stopped, the ball rolling
unattended into the gutter. She pushed
her hair from her eyes and squinted at me.
My yard was narrow so the distance between her on the sidewalk and me on
the front porch was only about twenty feet but my place has some thick trees. I was sitting deep in the shade and she was
out in the bright sun.
“There’s nothin’
to do.”
“You could go to the pool.” The Y was only about 2 blocks away.
She frowned and again brushed
her bangs from her face. “Naw, they want two dollars and momma
don’t have it. ‘Sides, the kids
there call me names.”
“Well then you could sit here
with me. It’s cool and I’ll get you a
soda.”
She considered that for a second
then looked up and down the street. She
looked back at me. “What kinda soda?”
“Grape,
orange, or cola.
That’s all I
have.”
She brightened. “I like grape!”
“Then come on over and sit
down. I’ll get it.”
She hesitated a further moment
then started across the yard. As she
seated herself on the stoop I stood. “Be
right back.”
I grabbed her
a grape and exchanged my lukewarm beer for a cold one. I let the old wooden screen door slam shut,
handed her the soda and dropped down beside her. “The other kids shouldn’t call you
names.” I took a long, refreshing drink
of my beer.
She sipped her grape and looked
up at me with a purple mustache. “They
call me two-ton. They say I’m fat!”
“Well I think you’re pretty.”
“Do you really?” There was honest curiosity in the question.
I slid my arm around her
shoulders and allowed my hand to trail down and caress her side before giving
her a kiss on the cheek. “Really,
really, I don’t kiss ugly girls.”
She giggled and didn’t recoil
from either my hand or the kiss. My cock
started to stir. “I even think you’re
sexy.” I slid my arm off her shoulder
and down her side, resting my hand lightly on her bare thigh. She glanced down at it but didn’t seem
alarmed.
She looked back up at me. “What’s sexy?”
“Well, it’s when a person thinks
you’re really pretty, that your whole body is pretty. They think you are so pretty they get excited
around you.”
She blinked at me, her
expression hovering between a smile and a frown. “Do I excite you?”
I took another drink of
beer. What the hell, “Yes you do honey.”
She looked down at the sidewalk
for a moment then back up at me. “Is
sexy what makes my sister’s cooter itch?”
“Cooter?”
She blushed and looked down,
“you know.” A pudgy hand waved vaguely
at her crotch.
I slid my hand up her thigh in a
long caress then extended one finger to trace the groove of her fat little
cunt. “You mean this?” Holy shit!
Now I knew why her charms were so much on display. The inner panty liner of her suit had been
ripped out. Only a single threadbare
layer of fabric separated her goodies from the world. The little vixen must be giving half the pervs in the neighborhood wood, and here she was on my
porch. I applied more pressure and
pulled my finger back up her slot. If
nothing else I was getting a good feel to whack off too.
She hadn’t tensed when I’d
started fondling her twat but she did follow my finger. Finally she looked up. “Uhuh, she likes to rub hers.”
“Do you ever rub yours?” I extended my range, caressing the fat lips
through the thin fabric. Her legs closed
then opened slightly.
Her eyes returned to my
wandering finger, “Nuhuh. I tried once but didn’t
feel nothin’.”
“It generally feels a lot better
when someone else does it for you.” I
drained my beer and stood. “I’d like to
take some pictures of you. Would you
like that?”
She squinted up at me. “Why you wanna take
pictures of me?”
“Because men
like taking pictures of sexy girls.
Haven’t you seen pictures of women in magazines?”
She looked down, “Uhuh, but
their all pretty and grown up.”
“Well I like girls pretty and
young.”
She bit her lip then grinned up
at me, “Ok.”
I led the way into the
house. It was gloomy inside. The place had been boarded up when I rented
it a week ago and I still didn’t have all the plywood off. It also smelled musty, the roof leaked in a
back room but the rent was cheap. I
didn’t need that room anyway.
I got my 35mm and grabbed a
dozen rolls of film from the fridge. I
found the camcorder and some spare tapes in a box on the couch. I led my charge out into the brilliant
sunshine of the back yard. The yard was
the houses glory if it had one. At
sometime in the past someone had tried their hand at landscaping. Wildflowers and brilliant sunflowers framed a
tiny rectangle of emerald grass. The
weeds hadn’t yet totally taken possession of the plots. The whole was ringed by a 10 foot privacy
fence.
The lawnmower was still in the
middle of the grass where I left it. I
pulled it back onto the postage stamp sized porch then went back inside for a
blanket. This I spread on the grass.
I made idle conversation as I
sat up the camcorder then directed my charge onto the blanket. I started talking her through poses as I
snapped away. Soon I was actively posing
her, running my hands all over her plump, sexy little body as I turned her this
way and that. At first I confined my
touches to her non-sexual parts but before I’d shot the second roll of film I
was caressing that hot little butt and rubbing her prominent little pussy. She just giggled, no
alarm at all. I adjusted my dick and
silently thanked her no-account mom.
She had a hole worn through her
suit on her right buttock. I caressed
the soft, white bottom flesh it exposed then put my finger inside and felt
around a bit. As a final measure I
tugged and tore it a bit wider.
“A
pretty girl like you should have a pretty suit.
When we’re done here I’m taking you to the store and we’re buying you a
new suit.”
Her eyes lit up at that.
“A brand new suit?”
I rubbed her slit. “That’s right baby.
Brand new.”
“I’ve never had a new one. Mommy buys mine at the Salvador Army.”
“Salvation Army”, I corrected,
again picking up my camera.
“Do I get to pick it?”
“Yes baby, you get to pick it.”
I talked her through a
half-dozen poses then called, “Show me some pussy baby.”
“Pussy?
Like a cat?”
“Your cooter
baby, show me your cooter.”
She bit her lower lip and stared
at me. For a moment I thought I had
misjudged and pushed too fast. Finally
she got a sly look in her eyes and a thin smile touched her lips. Silently she reached down and hooked the crotch
aside, baring her plump, bald little cunt.
“Oh honey
that’s a pretty pussy.
I’ll bet
none of the little girls that pick on you have a pussy that pretty.” I talked her through a half dozen bare twat
poses, keeping the compliments flowing as I did so. She ate it up and was soon straining to pull
the cloth further aside and thrusting her sexy, fat cunt at the camera.
When I called for ass she shoved
that sexy little bottom at me and tried the same approach. The suit was too tight however, she couldn’t
expose more than another inch or so of cheek that way. She tried a few more times then turned her
head and looked over her shoulder at me.
“I’m getting a new suit right?”
“That’s right baby.”
My cock gave another twinge when
she reached around and dug several fingers into the hole on her buttock and
pulled. The cloth held at first but she
was determined. A few more tugs and a
two inch wide rip appeared.
“Oh that so
sexy baby.”
She got a fresh grip and more
fabric tore. In seconds half of her butt
was exposed. She grabbed a handful of
fabric at this latest damage and with a yank destroyed her suit some more. I clicked away while sparing a glimpse at the
video camera.
A
pre-teen girl tearing her own suit off in my backyard.
No way I wanted to
miss this.
“Oh that’s great honey. That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
By now her butt was mostly
bare. She grabbed a hanging strip and
pulled it between her legs. She got a
two handed grip on it from the front and tore the crotch out her suit, permanently
baring her snowy pussy. She continued
pulling, tearing a long strip out of her belly.
This injury was widened by pulling on both sides, that
ripped it all the way to the neck ring.
I noticed her face was flushed
and was alarmed for a second. Then I
noticed a glistening on her jiggling little cunt lips. Shit!
She was getting off on this and her little twat was creaming.
In a last orgy of destruction she ripped most of the
remaining fabric away. When she finally
stopped, facing me, only the leg bands were left below the waist. A little more remained as tattered flags
around the neck ring but over 90% of her suit lay at her feet in tattered
strips.
I put down the camera and strode forward. Grasping her under the arms I lifted her up
and kissed her first on her cute nose then on her pouty
lips. She looked bemused as I pulled my
lips from hers. I repositioned my hands
under that soft round bottom. She
squealed in surprise when I lifted her to my shoulders. Directly before me was her dripping little
twat. I could smell her pre-teen
arousal.
She squealed again as my tongue met her pussy. I felt like returning the gesture. She was sweet and very, very wet. I licked the soft, half round shape of each
puffy little lip, marveling at their smoothness. Her lips were dewy with her arousal and it
was ambrosia sweet. Only when I had it
all did my tongue slide into her gooey girl groove. I licked the length of it then applied some
pressure. Her pussy resisted at first
before reluctantly letting me in. I slid
into the sweetest, softest, and hottest place I had ever been. Her fat little cunny was a furnace!
I quested upward till I found her tiny clit. It was just a little bead of hardness. When my tongue swept across it the child’s
thighs squeezed my head. When I sucked
it in and gently nipped it with my teeth she nearly crushed my skull.
I ate her for another minute or so the eased her to
the ground. She had trouble standing for
a moment and swayed from side to side.
Finally she just looked up at me and smiled.
I wanted to taste more of her. I wanted to eat that fat little butt, I
wanted to taste her sweet mouth, I wanted to lick every square inch of her
body, but there was another priority at the moment.
Her eyes dropped to my crotch when I pulled my
zipper down. I unsnapped my jeans and
let them slip to the ground. My boxers
followed. Her eyes got saucer big when
my 7 inches of hard dick sprang free.
I stepped forward till my cock bounced off her
chin. “Ever seen one of these before
honey? Ever seen a hard cock?”
She nodded as I gently bent her forward and started
to rub myself on her face. “I’ve seen
some of my mom’s boyfriends.”
“Did they ever let you play with it? Ever suck one?”
She shook her head, her lips sliding over my
drooling prick head. “One time
“
She nodded slowly.
“I grinned, that’s a good girl. That’s a sexy girl.” I brought the head of my cock to her lips and
spread precum like it was lipstick. “Lick it.”
Her little tongue came out and slid slowly across
the hard dome of my cock. When she
gathered up a dollop of precum she pulled her tongue
back into her mouth and tasted it for a moment.
Here eyes met mine.
“’Sgood.”
I forced my cock down and started pushing past her
lips. “There’s plenty more where that
came from honey, plenty more.”
I pushed my dick into her mouth and just probed
around a bit. She stood still and let me
explore her mouth with my cock. Damn it
felt good to be in an eight-year-old’s mouth.
I pulled out after a brief foray. Any more and I’d have busted a nut. I intended to bust many on and in this little
trollup but had some other nasty fantasies to act out
first. I rubbed my wet dick across her
face. “You like having my dick in your
mouth?”
She licked her lips and nodded, “It made my cooter tingle.”
“As good as me licking your cooter?
That tingly?”
She swayed before me then shook her head, “Being
licked was better but I liked your thing too.”
I pulled my stiff cock down till it pointed at her
pussy. “You’re going to get plenty of
both honey, plenty.”
She yelped and backed a step when I began to piss on
her pussy. I squeezed off the flow and
reached down to rub her fat, piss wet, little cunt. As my finger flicked over her clit I leaned
down and kissed her nose. “Did that make
it tingle baby?”
She looked at me slack jawed, and after a moment
nodded. I removed my finger and again
wet down her little twat. After a moment
I moved the stream up, pissing on her round, white belly. I kissed her again this time on the mouth
then pissed all over her chest.
I explored her mouth with my tongue for a moment
then stood. I ran my fingers through her
hair while I rubbed my cock on her face.
She stared at me, seemingly knowing what was coming, when I laid the
head of my prick on her lower lip. I smiled
down at her and pushed my dick a little ways into her mouth, “So sexy.”
I sent a short spurt into her mouth, it flowed back
out to drip off her lip and chin. My
smile broadened.
“Oh
yeah, so so sexy.
Sexy little girls drink piss. Drink it baby, drink my piss.” So saying I opened the flood gates and sent a
long stream over her tongue and into the back of her mouth. Yellow piss spurted out of her mouth and
coursed down her cheeks. She snorted and
some spewed from her nose. For long
seconds her mouth was my toilet. As my
flow waned she tried to back off but I held her head and sent a few feeble last
spurts into her mouth.
With my bladder empty I started to bang my dick off
the back of her throat. I kept up a
string of praise even as I choked her on dick.
I was so hot that it didn’t take long.
As I felt my nuts starting to tingle I picked up the pace, really
sliding my dick in and out. At the
sublime moment I pushed her down hard and, using both hands, tilted her head
back and forced my dick past her spasming
throat. With her lips crushed against my
pubic hair I fired spurt after spurt of cum into her stomach. Only when she started to struggle frantically
did I back and send the last jets of spunk coursing across her tongue.
She fell onto her fat, little bottom and gasped for
air when I released her. I dropped down
beside her and immediately attacked her plump, bald, piss-wet pussy with my
finger. I massaged her little girl
groove, giving particular attention to her tiny clit.
I rolled her onto her side and began to rub her
round butt with my other hand. I pinched
and fondled her alabaster cheeks. I
loved the creamy softness of them. There
is nothing on Earth that feels as fine as child butt.
Slowly I circled in till I was feeling up her
crack. My fingers quested till they
found her tiny rear hole. I circled and
tickled some then sent a finger slowly into the child’s ass. She bucked at this new intrusion but that
only drove me deeper.
I caressed and fondled; molesting the child in her
private places. I tried to match the
pace to her reactions. At the first sign
of arousal I sped up. When I felt wetness in her bald little quim too slick to be piss I sped up again. Her moans and squeaks drove me on and in
minutes I was furiously finger fucking her plump ass while rubbing and pinching
her tiny clit.
She shrieked and went rigid, one heel barely missing
my balls as it glanced off of my thigh with painful force. Her pussy spasmed
while her asshole tried to alternately spit out and devour my finger. She kicked as my finger became a blur on her
tiny clit, holding her atop that scary precipice for long seconds before
letting her cross over and crash into the valley beyond.
I eased up and she gave one final jerk and sagged in
exhaustion, her breath whooping as she struggled to pull air into her starving
lungs.
I kissed her on the forehead then scooped her up and
carried her into the house. In the
bathroom I stood her on unsteady, swaying feet while I started the bath. After getting the temperature right I poured
in some bubble bath then gently picked her up and sat her into the warm rising
water as the foam began to billow. I
pulled the tattered remnants of her suit off then reached for the soap.
My hands were feather gentle as I washed her soft,
creamy body. I shampooed her hair then
gently worked her way down her body. She
closed her eyes and cooed as my fingers caressed and petted. I soaped up my fingers and washed out her
cunny and her bottom, eliciting another small orgasm from her in the
process. All the while I kept up a littany, telling her how cute and sexy she was and how I
was going to enjoy molesting her,
When she was clean I helped her stand and pulled the
plug. I then turned on the shower and
rinsed the clinging foam from her body.
I wrapped her in a fluffy towel and carried her out
to the living room. I sat on the couch
with her in my lap then gently toweled her dry.
I found a comb and started in on her yellow tresses. She winced at first but relaxed when the
tangles were out. Soon she was nearly
purring.
I slid her off onto the couch then eased off the
couch myself and knelt at her feet. Her
large blue eyes followed me. I smiled
and leaned forward and kissed her stomach.
I then tongued out her belly button.
She was still smiling from that when I abruptly
upended her, rolling her back onto her shoulders and pushing her chubby legs
down till her ankles were opposite her ears.
Her round ass and bald, fat pussy were fully exposed. I delivered a sharp slap to her bottom, setting
the flesh to jiggling and leaving an angry, red imprint then dove into the
displayed feast.
She had barely had time to cry out from the pain of
the blow when my mouth sealed over her underage pussy. Her cry became a gasp as my tongue slid into
her cunny till I was licking her hymen.
I withdrew and sucked a fat lip into my mouth, biting it and chewing
till I left teeth marks. Before that
indignity registered I was again root deep in her pre-teen pussy. I gave her a couple of deep soundings then
savaged the other lip. I again went
diving then let my tongue slide down till it was circling the pretty pink
pucker of her anus.
I circled her bottom hole then put my tongue on her
button and pushed. She whimpered and
tried to come off the couch as I sank into her hot, slick ass. I alternated rimming and tongue fucking her
bottom for a minute then attacked the silky, white flesh of her fat butt. I licked an area of cheek till it glistened
then sucked my mouth full of jiggly bottom and
applied my teeth. I bit hard, leaving
purple imprints then licking and sucking to soothe away the pain.
I went to her pussy and wrecked it some more then
back to her ass again. In all places I
alternated between the soothing action of tongue and lips and the unyielding
sharpness of teeth. The child teetered
between pleasure and pain till the great mass of stimulation intermingled and
rose up, propelling her higher and higher.
My tongue was blade deep in her ass and I was
pinching and rolling her little clit when she tipped over into orgasm. Her bottom clamped down on my tongue and she
shuddered as her plump pussy drooled into my hand. She didn’t scream this time, only squeaked
repeatedly like a broken toy.
I moved my mouth to her fluttering twat and licked
her dry then gently stretched her out on the sofa.
She came back to the world as I sat her up to pull a
T-shirt onto her. I helped her
stand. Perfect, the shirt fell only
spare inches below her ravaged cunt. I
smiled and kissed her.
“Okay, sexy girl.
Let’s go buy that new swimsuit!”
She blinked at me for a second then down at the
shirt she was wearing. “What else do I
wear?”
I kissed her forehead. “Nothing honey that’s all you need.”
She looked up at me, “But I got no panties on?”
I flicked up the hem of the shirt, briefly baring
her snow white twat. “That’s right. This way I can easily show your pretty pussy
and bottom to other men to show them how sexy you are. You want other men to think you’re sexy don’t
you?”
She bit her lip and swayed for a second but finally
jerked a nod.
“Then let’s go get that new bathing suit.”
A brief query established that she lived in some
apartments a few streets north, we headed south.
Center street was hardly
the centerpiece of prosperous
As we walked down the cracked sidewalks the breeze
played with her shirt, shooting glimpses of her round, sexy bottom and bare,
snowy cooter to anyone who might be looking. I watched the old and sometimes not old men
who lolled on the peeling front porches.
Most turned away or shook their heads but a few, the pervs,
leaned forward for a better look. These
I rewarded by pulling the shirt up, flashing the child’s bare charms. Once, an old geezer nearly fell off a
ladder. He scrambled quickly down and
hustled to the fence line of his property for another look as we made the
corner. I cupped the child’s bottom then
slowly drew my fingers up her crack to the small of her back, raising the shirt
as I did so. I thought the old coot was
going to die of cardiac arrest. His worn
jeans tented out beneath his protruding gut.
I imagined the old fart would be soon knocking the bottom out of the old
lady, that or beating the skin off his gnarly prick.
As we moved up
As we crossed Vine, a big 4 lane, a vagrant breeze
briefly picked up the girl’s shirt. It
wasn’t quite high enough to reveal her lack of panties, well at least not high
enough to be SURE. By my count it still
caused three cases of whiplash and one near rear ending. Not bad for a twenty second light.
Once across Vine it was down Oasis. We were back in my comfort zone. Old Chevies on
blocks outnumbered the sport
utes
and the predominant color was weathered pine.
We passed a bar called the ‘Able Hand’, I favored the crowd out front
with a full butt shot, to whistles and jeers, then
turned the corner.
Quinn’s Emporium was a combination grocery, head
shop and pawn all stuffed into 2000 scuffed, low rent, square feet. The bell tinkled as we stepped inside.
Bonny Quinn, The Bonny short for something with
three syllables that once hung on a civil war general, was a man mountain
behind the counter. Three other low-lifes, one of who might have been high and another who
might have been trying to hock a chain saw, lounged against the glass.
Bonny looked up as I entered the place, a grin split
his ugly face. “Man! Been some time since I saw your ugly mugg! He came around
the counter and advanced with his hand out.
How’s it hangin’ spud?
I let him cover half the distance then pulled the
child’s shirt up, baring her pussy to the room.
“This sexy little girl was nice to me so I promised
her a new bathing suit. I figured you
would have some nice ones in stock.” My
finger traveled the length of her puffy slit suggestively. “You can help us out can’t you?”
He stopped like he’d hit a wall, his gaze
alternating between my face and my trolling finger. Finally another grin split his mug. Not dumb was Bonny. “Sure, sure we can do that. Let me get rid-I mean finish up with these
gentleman and we’ll go in the back for a private fitting.”
“Oh bring them along. We’ll need lots of opinions won’t we
honey.” I hugged the child. Unsure, she looked up at me but at my smile
she slowly nodded.
I led the child back into the stock room, three
drooling pervs in trail. Behind us Bonny hung the closed sign and
locked the door.
There was a big, sturdy table back in the stock
room. I sat the chubby little girl on
it, kissed her forehead then pulled the T-shirt off in a single smooth motion,
leaving her naked. Instant hardons sprang up around the table as the pervs closed in.
Bonny entered the room and started for the child but I looked at him and
mouthed ‘bathing suits’. He frowned but
altered course. In seconds he was
muttering to himself and tearing cartons open.
Bonny bought overstocks, damaged goods and stuff
from other stores that closed. Sometimes
he had little control over inventory, having to by a truckload potluck to get
the prices he wanted. It actually wasn’t
a bad deal for a neighborhood store that sold more stuff under the table via
food stamp than over the counter.
Two of the pervs now had
their cocks out and the third was groping none too gently between the child’s
chubby thighs. She shivered and looked
fearfully at me. I smiled at her and
stroked her hair. “You’re so sexy
honey.”
I pulled her to her feet on the table then motioned
to the groper, “get some chairs.”
I stroked the child’s silky thigh. “While Bonny finds the swimsuits you can
entertain us honey. Have you ever
danced?”
She looked puzzled and shook her head.
“No matter, just sway back and forth and shake that
sexy butt. Then walk around the table
and shove that bald little pussy of yours into the men’s faces. They’ll lick it for you. You like having your little pussy licked don’t
you?” I slid my hand up and let one
finger gently stroke the slit between her puffy little lips.
She bit her lip but after a moment gave a slight
nod. I grinned and slapped her
bottom. “That’s my sexy little girl.”
One of the pervs had found
some mismatched chairs while another came up with a battered boom box. He found something with a deep base rhythm
and we settled in for the show. At first
she just stood there but a little prodding got her moving. I clapped my hands and told her how sexy she
was and the pervs caught on. Soon cheers and whistles echoed among the
boxes along with calls of ‘sexy baby’ and ‘nice ass’. She fed on it and those fat little hips
started to swing with more authority, her plump cunny bouncing and jiggling to
the drools of all.
She started when I leaned over and slapped her on
one cheek but my smile kept her dancing.
I licked my lips and mouthed ‘sexy’ at her and winked. She actually giggled.
I smacked her ass a half dozen more times over the
next five minutes, the last 2 hard enough to leave angry red handprints. Here eyes moistened at the sting but so did
her bald little pussy, and she danced all the harder.
I leaned forward and licked her right buttock before
biting it. I then shoved her toward one
of the pervs, the chainsaw I think, “Eat her!”.
He didn’t need to be told twice. His hands slid up her thick thighs to cup her
soft bottom and pull her slick, oozing, little girl twat to his mouth.
She squealed when I bit her but it was choked off as
the perv tried his hand at oral hysterectomy. She swayed an cooed
as the fucker’s tongue caressed her insides.
He pulled back.
“Hey she’s cherry!”
“And going to stay that way
for now!”
I popped her on the butt hard enough to set
the flesh to jiggling. “Eat!”
The child was inexperienced and over
stimulated. In less than a minute she
was soaring toward orgasm. As she came I
landing a stinging blow across both cheeks.
She screamed maybe at the slap, maybe at the cum, maybe both.
I pulled her away from the wet faced perv and told her to dance some more. She was groggy at first but the whistles and
cat calls got her moving. From the
corner of my eye I saw that Bonny hadn’t found any bathing suits yet but had
come across a camcorder. It was an older
model and the viewfinder hid much of his face but he was either grinning ear to
ear or rigor had set in.
It was when the next perv
was dining on bald baby pussy that I hit her with the belt for the first
time. It popped loud, even over the
music and left an angry red stripe across her fat little white ass but she
didn’t even look around, just shoved her goodies harder at the face of her
molester. Shit, either this perv was a world class drooler or
kiddy fuck lube was running down her thigh.
I slashed her a few more times with the belt then
pulled her off the perv just as her legs gave
out. She sat down hard, her little cunny
squelched. Shit she was wet. I kissed her then yanked a can of hot soda from
a pile of no-brand cases. She drank half
of it. I kissed her again and cooed at
her some then got her back on her feet.
We had at least one perv to go.
I stroked her legs while she danced then slowly made
my way up her chubby thighs till I was stroking her sexy, flaming bottom. I rubbed and kneaded the hot flesh then began
to gently slide my finger up and down her crack.
When she was fully into her dance again I shoved her
at the last perv.
This one looked like he was on something. Zits showed through his straggly beard and
his eyes were fixed and glassy over a beak like nose. He was ready for pedo
pussy though. He leered like a gargoyle
then shoved his whole face into the child’s crotch. Fuck!
The guy had a tongue, it slithered between her
legs and damn near reached her cute little asshole.
I waited till she started to jerk on his mouth and
lit into her ass with the belt. I
limbered up and really whaled her a dozen odd times. Her mouth opened and her thighs closed as she
screamed and came and came and came.
When she would have collapsed the perv held her
up, his long tongue lapping the nectar from her immature little twat.
When he finally released her she sank to the table,
a twitching pile of nerves strung halfway between agony and extasy.
As hands caressed her I motioned bunny over and took
the camera from him, indicating he should take his turn. He licked his lips then moved in, his big hands were gentle as they caressed the chunky
pre-teens nude flesh. He began to kiss
and lick her face then moved down her neck and onto her heaving chest. He licked her nipples then gently bit each
and pulled it slightly out before releasing it.
He moved downward, licking and nibbling when he reached her innie navel he spiraled in, pulling a giggle from the
exhausted child.
I motioned with the camera and he gently pulled her
to her feet. She was beyond dancing but
did sway a little. Her head went back
and she gave a gurgling groan when that ugly mug nosed between her thighs.
Bonny ate her cunny for a bit then pulled on her
thighs turning her around. Her eyes flew
open when his big lapper started to push into her bottom. I moved around and zoomed in, catching a good
long look at her tight little pink asshole stretching around his tongue then I
motioned one of the pervs over and handed him the
camera.
I made sure he was capturing everything then moved
to face the child. Her eyes were again
closed, her head was back and a small smile graced her tired features. She had started to hunch her bottom against Bonny’s face. I gave
her a further moment to get into it then took careful aim and laid the leather
right between her fat, glistening cunt lips.
A song was just tailing off and the wet pop of
impact seemed like a pistol shot. The
tender flesh deformed then splayed open to either side allowing the impact to
penetrate to the tender pink insides. As
the leather fell away the already reddening lips jiggled like tiny jello half moons.
The child’s eyes flew open; they seemed to almost
start from her head so large were they.
Her hands flew to her smashed pussy.
Her mouth opened but even as she started to scream in agony she
came. Pre-teen baby cum actually fucking
sprayed from her abused little twat. Her
scream gurgled off into a moan and she jerked once, then twice. Her eyes fluttered then rolled back in her
head as she passed out. She slumped bonelessly, pulling Bonny’s
tongue from her ass. She would have
fallen but hands quickly grasped and eased her to the table.
I stepped forward and began stroking her legs,
stomach and chest. She was flushed and
slick with sweat but still sexy. Her
flesh was butter soft and oh so smooth the way only a child can be. I slid a hand down to her bald, gaping
pussy. The lips were slowly creeping
closed like a flower opening in reverse.
They had began to take on even more of an angry
red hue. I stroked them for a moment
before sending a finger gently worming inside.
Her hot little cunt pulsed around the intruding digit. I pushed forward till I reached her
cherry. It was intact. I’d half worried that I’d sundered it with
that last blow.
I pulled the child forward till her head hung over
the edge of the table then unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. I motioned to the perv
with the camera to zoom in and then told another to “eat her!”
I
waited till both filming and eating were underway to my satisfaction then began
to piss in the little girl’s face.
Hot, rank piss struck her chin
and ran down to either side of her mouth.
In ran into the hollows of her closed eyes then into her blond tresses
before dripping to the floor. At first
there was no reaction but when I lowered my aim and sent a stream up her nose
that changed.
The child came awake with a
hacking cough, her body jackknifed off the table only to slam down again on the
scarred wood. Her eyes fluttered open
and when her mouth followed I sent a stream of high pressure urine inside.
That set her to coughing worse;
she heaved and flopped as piss sprayed from her mouth and nose. I waited till she had settled down to a
steady hacking that did not register on the Richter scale then emptied the
remaining contents of my bladder into her hair.
All the pervs
and Bonny now had their dicks in hand and were whacking furiously. I didn’t care of the pussy eater beat his
meat but the designated camera perv was shaking the
appliance all over the place.
I
backhanded him in the chest.
“Film or fucking jerk, not both dickhead!”
He glared at me but his hand came off his
cock and his eye went back to the viewfinder.
We waited while the pre-teen
girl finished coughing then I stepped up and smiled into her piss wet
face. Her eyes looked glazed and her
expression said she still wasn’t all there.
Part of that might have been the coughing fit but I figured the pussy
licking was starting to have an effect as well.
I stroked her cheek for a moment then put pressure on her chin to open
her mouth. Still smiling I pushed
forward and shoved my dick inside.
I cooed at her and told her how
sexy and hot she was as I gently began to fuck her mouth. I fucking wanted to drive past her tonsils and
try her throat but decided not to after her recent coughing spell. I also didn’t want Bonny and the pervs to try the same thing; that would surely be too much
for her.
Still, just her hot little mouth
felt great and I was firecracker hot from stripping this child naked and
watching four strangers gang molest her.
It was so fucking perverted and dirty what we were doing to this little
girl. It took less than a dozen trips into
the child’s little toilet mouth and I was filling it with cum. I gave her three spurts that had thick spunk
oozing from the corners of her mouth then pulled out and painted her face with
the remainder.
I took a minute to recover then
motioned the camera perv over and took the instrument
from him before indicating it was his turn.
He was so eager her nearly tripped over his pants as he stumbled
forward.
He
took station in front of her face and then looked from me to her while licking
his lips. His dick was on the small side
but stood out iron bar straight. He gave
it a stroke or two then groaned and started to piss.
The pussy eater had just
abandoned his station, his own cock in hand as he anticipated his turn. It was lucky he had because the piss stream
arced over the child and landed between her knees. Had pussy eating perv
still been eating pussy then pissing perv would have
bulls eyed him. The pisser bent forward
to correct his aim and the impact point marched upward, over the
childs
abused twat then up her
stomach and chest. By the time he
plugged his pissing cock into her mouth the child was warned. The rank brew went into her stomach, not her
lungs. I got a good close up of her
Adam’s apple bobbing as she swallowed.
Over the next fifteen minutes
four cocks pissed then came in the
childs
mouth and on her face. Cum was clumped
in her piss wet hair and oozed from one ear.
Piss was pooled in her navel and congealed spunk and drying piss covered
her face and chest.
Bonny hustled the pervs out while I got the child into the store’s lone,
dingy bathroom. She was limp and
listless as I began to clean her up. I
was gentle and kept telling her how grown up and sexy she was. I had barely started when she rushed to the
toilet and threw up nearly a quart of urine and cum. Over the sound of her retching I heard Bonny
rumble a final threat to the pervs then the tinkle of
the bell on the front door. I stroked
the child’s wet hair till she was finished.
I used a soft cloth and plenty
of soap and hot water to cleanse the debauchery off of her. Washing her hair in the sink proved a
challenge but I was up to it. When I was
satisfied the she was clean I wrapped her in a fluffy towel and carried her out
and deposited her on a broken down chair.
Bonny had already wiped the table clean and had shoved it aside so he
could mop up the piss puddled on the floor. I got the child another soda then leaned
down and kissed her on the mouth before heading over to Bonny.
He grinned when I approached but
it changed to a frown when I picked up the camera and ejected the tape.
I met his gaze.
“My girl, my movie.
I’ll edit it and see you get a copy.”
He didn’t like that, “You gonna
take out the faces?”
I nodded, “and anything else too
identifying.”
He motioned about the room,
“What about my place? That’s
identifying.”
I fought the urge to laugh. His place looked like the back room of a
hundred other dumps in this burg but I nodded.
“Anything too identifying.”
He still didn’t like it but when
I indicated it might be my way or no more repeat performance he licked his lips
and gave in.
When we left a half hour later
the child clutched a bag with not one but three new bathing suits. She also wore a bright yellow sun dress that
set off her hair and actually seemed to slim her a little. A new pair of sneakers also adorned her
feet.
The kind with
the little l.e.d.’s that flash with every step.
The new clothes had gone a long
way to brighten the child up. A stop at
a local burger joint for a belly bomber and a big strawberry shake almost made
her giddy.
When we reached the house I gave
her another soda. I then went to the
back of the house and hid Bonny’s tape with the one I
had made earlier. When I came back into
the front room I was just in time to rescue the nearly full can as it tilted
toward the floor. The child was out like
a light. By now it was afternoon and I
was pretty tranqued myself. I gently lifted her then pulled her back to
my chest and lay on my side on the couch.
She barely murmured. I pulled her
skirt up and cupped her bald, pantyless cunny. I gave that sweet, abused treasure a few
strokes then joined her in the land of nod.
I awoke with the child squirming
against me. I kissed the top of her head
then tilted her chin up till I was looking into her big, blue eyes.
“I gotta
pee,” she whispered.
My own bladder felt rather full
as well. I rubbed her pussy. “You got to pee from right here?”
“Uhuh.”
I kissed her nose. “Okay.”
I eased us both to a sitting
position then stood the child on her feet.
She winced as I palmed and caressed her bare bottom under her
dress.
“Sore?”
“Uhuh.”
I kissed her again, this time on
the lips. “We’ll see about that after we
pee.”
I stood and took her hand,
leading her to the bathroom. Once inside
I reached down and pulled her dress off, leaving her naked save for frilly
socks and sneakers. “So we don’t get
your new dress wet,” I answered her puzzled look.
I sat her on the toilet then
stood in front of her and pulled down my zipper. “I’ve got to pee too sexy girl.” She glanced from my face to my heavy cock,
her face neutral. After a moment her
mouth opened however. I eased my dick
into her mouth and told her to close as I stroked her hair. When her piss started to spray into the water
mine began to fill up her mouth. I held
her gaze as she swallowed,
my own little pre-teen toilet.
When
both of our bladders were empty I retrieved a baby wipe and gently wiped her
face and pussy clean. I then picked up
her bare form and carried her out to the sofa.
I got her another soda then busied myself setting up the camera and
tripod. I had two stand-mount halogen
work lights so I retrieved these and sat them up as well.
The child sipped her soda and
watched without comment as I stripped. I
smiled and waggled my heavy cock at her as I went in search of an ashtray. I found a heavy, chipped ceramic thing that
a previous tenant had abandoned and sat it on the couch beside her. I lit a cigarette and placed it in the
ashtray then leaned down and kissed the child hard on the mouth. She tasted of grape soda, not a hint of piss.
As our tongues dueled I gently
pinched and pulled at her little nipples.
After a moment I pulled back and gently kissed the hollows of her
eyes. She giggled at this. When I mouthed and sucked at the end of her
nose she giggled some more. I dropped down
a bit then sucked and nibbled at the hollow of her throat. I kissed and licked my way across then gently
bit the protruding shape of her right collarbone. I kissed her shoulder then went for her puffy
little nipples.
She gasped as I sucked the first
one into my mouth and gently batted it around with my tongue. When I bit it ever so lightly her arms
encircled my head, pulling me to her chest.
I sucked hard, pulling the little nubbin deep into my mouth. I trapped just the hard little tip and eased
my head slowly back, stretching her proto-breast away from her chest. She groaned when I released her nipple to
snap back to her chest.
I repeated the procedure twice
more then moved to her other nipple. She
was flushed by now and was breathing hard.
I savaged this nipple for a minute then extended my tongue and licked my
way to her navel.
I wanted to linger here a bit
but the preteen was pushing my head down while lifting her crotch up. The little slut wanted my mouth on her fat
cunny now! I gave her belly button a one
tripper then kissed the inside of each of the child’s thighs and stood.
She gave me a puzzled look. I just smiled down at her then reached down
and took her into my arms. I reversed
her then laid her down on the couch with her head hanging over the end of the
cushion and her legs vertical against the back cushion.
I stepped forward,
straddling her head then got my arms around her lower back just above her
butt. She squealed as I lifted her pussy
to my mouth. She now hung down my front
with only the back of her head and her neck on the cushions. I speared my tongue between her fat lips,
driving all the way to her hymen in one plunge.
She bucked and her plump, satiny thighs squeezed my head. I was looking right down at her bubble
bottom. The fat, round cheeks jiggled as
she moved. They were red and in some
places blue but there were no welts.
Next time I’d use a whip. Welts
were sexy.
I held her in place with one
hand while I munched bald baby pussy.
With my other hand I grasped my cock and pulled it down till the head
was at her lips. It took three tries but
she finally got the message and opened her mouth. I groaned into pussy as my dick slid into her
mouth. She gagged as I pushed into the
back of her mouth. I knelt slightly,
causing her head to bend more toward her chest.
Then, judging the angle right I again shoved my tongue deep into her
twat and my cock down her throat.
Fuck! It was tight!
I could feel her gagging around my dick.
The convulsions that passed through her throat tried to pinch my cock in
two. That thought brought a brief vision
of teeth but I was too into her hot little mouth to worry about it. She could fucking
bite it off, just let me blast her tonsils first.
She began to jerk and I pulled
out, one great shuddering grasp and I was balls deep again. I held myself in that hot, wet luxury for
another long moment then pulled back again.
Slowly I started to full stroke her, pulling back into her mouth then
plowing into her resisting throat again.
At the top end I started to
demolish kiddy pussy. I used my tongue
like a sword, slicing and thrusting at her tender pink parts. At the same time I was sucking her little
clit and bald cunt lips into my mouth and chewing them brutally. I tried to shove my face into her drooling
little slot so hungry was I for her.
I gave a final deep suck then
pulled back, several slimy tendrils trailed from her cunt to my mouth. Not all of it was saliva. I could taste her juices, the little slut was
lubing heavily. I grasped both butt
cheeks and yanked her against my chest, her soaked little cunny fit into the
hollow of my throat. I attacked her
bottom, kissing, licking and biting her tortured cheeks before diving into her
deep cleft and shoving my tongue up her ass.
I tongue raped her ass for a bit
then went back to her abused little slot.
My left hand patted around till it encountered the ashtray. I flicked off the ash and then while giving
her my best effort at an oral hysterectomy brought the burning coal to her
chubby left cheek.
She screamed around my dick as
her flesh burned. I switched cheeks and
burned her again. She jerked and her
pussy spasmed around my tongue as she screamed
again. Fuck it felt good when she
screamed around my cock! I burned her ass
another half dozen times then pulled my tongue from her fat cunny and began to
lick and suck her burned bottom. I gave
every spot where I’d tortured her butt a good balm of saliva then slithered my
tongue back up her bottom. It was time
to burn her pussy.
Man! If I though she’d jumped when I’d burned her
butt it was nothing to when the glowing tip first touched her cunt! I brought the coal to her left lip and she
jerked as if disemboweled. Only my dick
plugging her throat kept her from emptying her lungs in a truly epic bellow and
she still gave it a game effort. Her ass
clamped so tight around my tongue that for long seconds I could not advance or
retreat. Her body wound up like a spring
and then held that impossibly taut pose for a second before relaxing like a
puppet with its strings cut.
I waited till she relaxed then burned
the smooth, pearl white flesh of her right lip.
She jerked so hard I though I hear vertebrae
crack. Her scream almost inflated my
fucking balls. As I pulled the glowing
tip back from her melted flesh pre-teen cum sprayed from her between her
savaged cunny lips. The little slut
came!
I alternated, burning one lip
and then the other till her snowy twat was ruined. I was close to losing it and took time to
fuck her throat for three good strokes, my balls bouncing on her sweaty
forehead. I pulled my tongue out of her
bottom, kissed both cheeks then thrust into her quivering ass again. As my tongue slid into her butt I pried her
destroyed little cunt lips apart and shoved the entire cigarette into her cunt!
She convulsed like an epileptic,
spittle sprayed out around my dick and dripped from my balls. Her scream seemed to rattle the windows, cock
or no cock. At the peak she came again,
actually forcing the extinguished cigarette from her cunt on an upwelling of
kiddy cum. I was with her, bellowing as
I fired steaming spunk into her mouth.
The child went limp and it took
me a second to realize she had passed out.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and then pissed down her throat
before pulling my shrinking dick free. I
was bushed myself but staggered to the bathroom and moistened a washrag.
She came around as I cleaned her
up. I helped her to the bathroom where I
finished the job, cooing to and praising her the entire time. I applied a soothing ointment to her twat and
bottom then helped her into her dress. A
cold soda helped a bit but the still seemed out of it when I walked her to the
door.
It
was only when she was gone that I realized I didn’t even fucking know her name!