Only To Get By
by Cactus

The characters and events in this story are fictional and are not condoned by the author in any way. These stories are posted for fantasy and shout not be acted out. If you are under 18 years of age (or 21 in some areas) please discontinue reading. Fictional writing about children involved in sex is considered freedom and speech and is not child pornography according to U.S. law

Chapter 3: Jennifer Gets a Job

A week had passed since Jennifer had been taken in by Gary. In that time she had met some of the other girls that Gary called “His Own.” There was Katie, a 12 year old girl who lived in the same building as Gary that met him when she was 10. She lived with her parents, both of which thought Gary was just a nice man willing to baby-sit Katie from time to time and spend time with the girl. Katie was 5’2 with fiery red hair that she kept long. Her breasts were a partially-developed 32a, and her body was best described as “a little extra” in the weight department – although she was far from overweight. Jennifer considered her especially beautiful.

Gina was a tiny 5 year old, and was Gary’s niece. Her mother, Gary’s younger sister, wanted nothing to do with the child and Gary opted to take her in. She slept in Gary’s bed and was an adorable little girl with a tiny blond ponytail and brown eyes. Whenever Jennifer would wander around late at night, she would often see Gary laying in bed with Gina nursing his thick penis between her lips. Gary adored the little girl, and would often spend hours alone with her in his room, licking between her legs or gently pushing his rigid, plump cock deeper into her trained throat.

When Gina wasn’t with her Uncle, she was always tagging along with Cynthia. Cynthia was a striking 6 year old with silky black hair and dark eyes. She was half-Mexican, her mother being a native of the country who moved to America when she was a teenager, and her father being a coworker of her mother when she found work. The couple lived a few floors above Gary in an apartment with their daughter. Emile, the mother, had befriended Gary a few weeks after they moved into the apartment. She was soon openly flirtatious to him, and not long after Gary was invited to fuck Emile while Todd, her husband, watched. This happened for a few months, and all the while Gary would have an eye on Cynthia. He began lightly, but eventually he would suggest more and more that Cynthia be allowed to watch as well. Her parents were nervous at first, but soon Cynthia was allowed to watch the fucking as well. It wasn’t long before the little girl joined in herself, with Todd lending an eager helping hand to his wife and daughter. It was around this time that Cynthia became one of Gary’s Girls as well, with the support of her parents.

Only one more child was a part of this group before Jennifer arrived, and it wasn’t a girl at all. Kyle, a 13 year-old runaway like Jennifer, had met Gary through Katie when the girl had gone out shopping. She met Kyle on the street and seduced him, bringing him back to Gary’s apartment to fool around. When there, Gary took a liking to the boy and proposed he stay around, much like he had offered Jennifer, so he could take care of him. He soon convinced the boy to work for him, and the young man was eager to work his body for cash – to men or women.

Jennifer enjoyed all of these kids and would often spend time with them while they weren’t out working. Sometimes she would even watch, since regular customers would often come back to the apartment to fuck the girls in a special room put aside for just that. The customers didn’t seem to mind the extra set of eyes peeping on them. Normally they were too enamored in the little cunnies that were sliding along their fat pricks, or waving back and forth in front of their faces. It wasn’t long though before they would go to Gary requesting a little fun with the new girl. Gary would decline usually, saying that she still needed to work herself up to it. After a while, however, the prospect of more money coming in through the new girl became too much for him to pass up. It was a Saturday evening when he approached Jennifer. She was sitting in the living room watching TV, and he sat beside her, placing a familiar hand on her soft, bare thigh right below her shorts.

“Jennifer, sweetheart, how are you feeling?” Asked Gary, smiling kindly at the raven-haired beauty. Jennifer looked up at him with a smile. She had gotten fairly close to Gary and his “family” in the past week.

“I’m okay. What’s up?”

Gary let his hand glide along the smooth, young skin of her thigh, dipping between them as he watched his experienced digits manipulate the angel-flesh. “Well, you’ve been here a while now, and you’ve gotten to see all the girls at work. You like watching them, right?”

She nodded, still not quite sure where this was going.

“Well…you’ve learned a lot too. And whenever you play with the girls, you do a wonderful job at pleasing them. Christy always tells me how wonderful you make her feel…and how yummy your little pussy tastes.”

Jennifer blushed, nodding again and looking coyly towards the television again. Gary continued.

“What do you think about getting some money of your own? I know you could use some…you’d get a good share of any money you made at pleasing our clients.”

“You mean…have sex with them?” Jennifer hadn’t even given much thought to that yet. Sure, it had crossed her mind a few times. But she wasn’t sure she could really do a good job…and besides, thinking of other men like her father touching and hurting her was something she didn’t enjoy at all.

“That’s right. And of course I would be there to watch the first few times. At least until you developed some regulars. That way you could be sure they wouldn’t hurt you.”

It would be nice if Gary would watch, she thought. She knew he loved his girls, and always made sure no one hurt them. He even got violent with one new customer when he tried to do too much to Katie. She didn’t want to disappoint Gary either. He had taken her in, fed her, gotten her new clothes, treated her wonderfully. If she said no, would he kick her out? She didn’t want to be on the streets again.

“Okay,” she said at length, looking back up to and into his eyes, “I guess I could try…”

The man smiled, standing and taking her hand. “Wonderful. I have a man waiting for you right now. He’s a regular and I know he won’t hurt you. And I’ll be there with you just to make sure.”

She nodded again, taking his hand and following him into the “sex room” as the girls called it. The room had plenty of lights, all of them controlled by switches that could dim each one to the likeness of the client. There was a large bed with soft red sheets, a nightstand that held a clock/timer (for payments made for time limits) and several sex toys and fresh condoms in it’s single drawer. Their was a closet with outfits ranging from bikinis to schoolgirl uniforms to fishnets, whatever the customer desired his young girl to wear. There was a video camera on a tripod in one corner. Sometimes Gary liked to film the girls in action, other times the clients paid extra to have their own reminder of the money they spent. Gary only allowed this with regulars, and even then he took many precautions to protect identities. Other a single, comfortable chair in one corner that Gary usually used to watch the girls, the room was bare. She entered the room not knowing what to expect, but once inside she recognized the man that had obviously payed for her. She didn’t know his name but he came once every couple of weeks, usually taking Katie or Christy into the room with him. She had never actually watched the girls have sex with this man, so she didn’t know what to expect from him.

“Hi Jennifer…I’m Greg.” Said the man. He seemed nice enough…but so had Jen’s father.

“Hi” replied the young girl quietly, looking back up to Gary.

Gary nodded and let go of Jennifer’s hand. He made his way to his chair and sat, crossing one leg as Greg moved towards Jennifer. The man’s large hands took light hold of her sides as he looked down to her. The girl jumped slightly, having only felt such a touch once before, but she tried hard not to let that come to mind. She had to be good for both Greg and Gary if she wanted to stay there, she thought. She looked up at the man, a broad smile on his face at the sight of this new, unused preteen. Having been a client of Gary’s for well over a year, he knew the terms; Go as far as you want without hurting the girl, stop whenever she says stop, and use a condom if they’re over ten years old. Looking into the girls eyes, she spoke lightly, assuringly.

“Don’t worry Jennifer. Gary knows I’m gentle with his girls. You’ll be just fine.”

Jennifer nodded, and moved to the bed with a large, firm hand on her rear. She sat on the end and removed her shirt, following the rhythm she had seen the other girls take, revealing her smooth, half-tennis ball breasts. Gary had his own shirt off at this point, and he sat beside her and picked her up, setting her onto his lap with her knees bent at either side of his thighs, her small tits pouting out before his face. One hand moved up her back to steady her as his lips enclosed one puffy nipple, rolling his tongue around the tiny nub and taking the whole of her premature mound into his mouth. This drew a startled moan from the girl, partly because she had never experienced such a sensation, partly because this man was being so gentle.

Drawing his mouth from her nubile form with a light slurp, the man looked up into her eyes.

“That’a girl. Relax, get nice and comfy.”

With this, he lifted her from his lap and onto the mattress, laying her on her back so he could crawl atop her and suckle the other nipple, his thumb and forefinger tugging at the saliva-moist left one. Jennifer lazily lolled her head towards Gary, eyes half-closed as the experience sent pangs of ecstasy through her prepubescent body. The man just smiled at her, nodding his head as if to allow her to accept it. But the girl already had, lost in a haze of newfound sensation and girlish wonder. As if on their own accord, her soft hands moved up into his hair to press his mouth further into her chest, a tiny mewling emitting from her lips. To her disappointment, Greg drew his lips from the now-stiff bud to stand again and tug down his jeans, the underwear falling with them to reveal a half-flaccid penis. The wiry, thick growth of pubic hair around the base did nothing to detract from the obvious length. The fleshy shaft was 5 inches now, but Jennifer had seen an erect penis before and she knew only more was to come.

The man crawled back onto the bed and began kissing down Jennifer’s chest and across her stomach. The muscles under her smooth flesh jumped, and a quick breath sucked into her lungs. The feeling was amazing, fantastic, like nothing she’d ever experienced. Of their own accord, her tiny, soft hands slipped into Greg’s thick, graying hair. As his lips bordered the waistline of her shorts. His hands left her prepubescent mounds, causing her to shiver at the sudden loss of soft heat. Lightly working at her zipper, the man undid her shorts and slid them down, forefingers hooking her violet panties along with them. Slowly the skin came into view. First it was the gentle bulge of her hips. Then the softening, puffy skin above her mons. Greg breathed harder, nearly matching Jennifer’s pace as her young mind raced with excitement, desire, and fear. Soon the tiny, peach-fuzz slit came into view, and before long the shorts joined their shirts on the floor, leaving Jennifer nude and completely at the older man’s whim.

The eleven year-old’s piercing moan broke the erotic silence of the room once Greg’s lips surrounded her tiny vagina. Her back arched and her tiny ass lifted from the bed, pressing into his face as the sensation arced through her nerves. Her feet slid and grasped along the sheets, attempting to keep balance, but as Greg’s skilled hands moved to hold her hips, she let out a deep breath and her body went limp, head rolling towards Gary again. The watching man had his seven-inch penis released from his jeans, the thick, stiff shaft only a blur between the quick, pumping fist. All the while his eyes remained directly on Jennifer, pride for his new girl mixed with lust and desire.

Jennifer could barely sort things through. Aside from the jolting pleasure that coursed through her like blood at the prompting of Greg’s skillful tongue, which was now working hungrily up and down the virgin, pink rose-colored canyon between her puffy labia, she was juggling the dozens of emotions in her brain. Desire, lust, confusion, excitement, wonder, the joy of forbidden art and love. She could barely contain herself, and then came the point when her containment would break. Greg’s tongue finally dipped into the dew-lined sheath of her virgin flower, triggering Jennifer’s very first orgasm.

Young juice seeped like sweat through her inner walls, serving to salivate over Greg’s tongue. Her back arched and her eyes clenched tight, young moans coming out in ragged, gasping breaths. Greg held the young girl’s hips tight, burying his face between her smooth thighs to taste her orgasm. When finally the experience died down, Greg sat up between her legs.

“How was that Jennifer? You like that?”

The drowsy-eyed girl nodded, looking over to Gary to make sure he was happy with her. He seemed happy enough, one fist still around his shrinking cock, a mess of thick semen splattered on his hand and dribbling down the bulging head. There wasn’t time enough to react before Jennifer felt her insides clench and drool again, this time around an invading finger. Jen’s brown eyes watched helplessly as the slick finger pushed into her, massaging the pink-red walls inside. She mewed gently, lightly grabbing his wrist and assisting, pushing the digit deeper inside. It burned – oh, how it burned. But Jennifer needed it. It was as if her baby kitten was controlling her whole body, commanding little Jennifer to stuff more inside. The single finger served to ride her through a second orgasm in a matter of minutes, coating the mini-penis in her girlish honey once more.

Greg was as horny as girl-lovers came, but he had a deal with Gary that he wouldn’t go further than this. It being Jennifer’s first time, Gary knew to loosen her up over time, and fingering was the farthest this session would go. But Greg didn’t mind this. If anything he was patient, and had already paid in advance for a session to take her virginity. But he wouldn’t leave without rubbing one out, and he wasn’t about to go do that himself.

“Jennifer, sweetie. Come, take this in your hand.”

Jennifer opened her eyes to see a thick, swollen penis hanging over her face. Without further questioning for fear of reprimanding, she wrapped her hand around the pudgy shaft – or as much of it as she could. Greg was breathing harder, and the little girl needed no prompting. She had seen the other girls do this before, her hand pumping along the shaft as she had watched Katie, Christy, and even Kyle do. In fact, she’d seen all the girls do it. Gina and Cynthia often did it to Gary as well. It made her happy to know that Greg was enjoying this. His thick, heavy moans served only to make her hand slide quicker along the veiny, pulsing prick. One of his hands moved back to feel the silky threads of her hair, running through her ponytail. She remembered her father doing this, then remembered his thick, bulging cock in her own mouth and the vile, incestuous semen he shot into her mouth. It was as if the sexual, desire-induced trance she was in broke into a million pieces. Just as she was about to pull back and let go of the cock, a thick stream of pent-up semen shot in an arc onto her chin. She gasped, falling back onto the pillow. Assuming it was surprise from his sudden orgasm, Greg just picked up the shaft into his own hand and resumed pumping along. He grunted and cursed in pleasure as each sticky rope flew from the tip. Jennifer was nearly sobbing as the emotions assaulted her, and the semen dashed across her plump, budding breasts and her neck. The final dribbles pooled on her stomach, sliding along the skin as it rose and fell with her heavy breathing. Greg smiled down at her kindly as he reached for a nearby rag, wiping the mess from his shrinking cock as he looked at the soiled girl admiringly. He’d definitely have to be here to take her virginity next time. Jennifer merely panted and watched as Gary and Greg talked in the corner, then Greg got dressed and said his goodbyes, winking at her before leaving.

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That night Jennifer kept to herself, thinking about her dad, her situation, and her new “family.” She tried constantly to separate her current situation from the rape she experienced just before leaving home, but how hard it was when the abuse had been her only sexual experience up until that time.

Now she sat in the dark living room, looking down the hallway into the kitchen where Gary sat at the kitchen table with Gina, Kyle, and Christy. Gary was grinning and tickling the kids, joking around with them, and they seemed to be enjoying it a lot. Now and then Gary would lean down into the table and put a tube in his nose, sniffing up stuff from the table top. Even Kyle and Christy did it once or twice. Gary wouldn’t let Gina try.

What were they doing? Jennifer noticed it now and then. Noticed the funny things they smoked sweet-smelling green stuff from. Saw the sugary sniff-powder in tiny bags in Gary’s room. Then she saw something else. It was Gary, smiling at her and beckoning her to the kitchen. Slowly she stood from the couch and padded barefoot in her nighty towards the girls, Gary, and the sugar powder.