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Title:    Cherry Baby
Author:   MeatBot
Keywords: Pedo, Mg

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     Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to
reality is accidental and would be damn surprising. Be warned that
this story may involve explicit descriptions of sexual activities,
including some defined under law as "Weird Shit". Do not read this
story if you believe that fictional characters should not have
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social or legal group, or if you live under a repressive, totalitarian
regime in an out-of-the-way place such as the USA. If you like it, I
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instead. Nobody's twisting your arm. Leave if you don't like crap like
this. These are just words, people. Just words. 

Be warned, this is a goofy, infantile, poorly written, disgusting and
depraved story with bad punctuation, bad grammar, and lots of
misspelled words. I am not an English major. Deal with it. This story
is all made up. It was written in about fifteen minutes, so don't
expect Gone With the Wind. If you don't like it, read something else.
Don't bitch at me. You have been warned.

This story is graded <TAME> compared to some of the shit I've read in
this newsgroup.

This story is what happens when you have too much free time at work.





Cherry Barton was miffed. Her cute little nose was out of joint. Way
out. Her brothers were driving her crazy. She had no real use for
boys, thanks to those two. She sat in a swing in the swing-set in the
back yard, and pouted. The two little jerks had kidnapped her favorite
doll, and were holding it for ransom. Allowance ransom, their
favorite. And when she told her mother, her mother had told her she
was tired of this crap, and to deal with the problem herself. Think of
a way, she'd said. Cherry was now deep in thought, swinging, and
thinking.

She heard a noise. She looked to the neighbors back yard, and there
was Bob, her neighbor's son, cleaning out a shed in the back. Cherry
liked him. She had called him Bo when she was little, and still did.
He seemed to like her. She had no idea how old he was, probably
thirteen or fourteen. Way older than her. She finally left the
swing-set, and went to the fence, and watched him.

He finally noticed her, and came over. "Hey, little girl, how you
doin'," he said, and they talked for a while. She told him the whole
sad story about her doll's capture and imprisonment, and the impending
doom of her allowance. Surprisingly, about this time, her two brothers
traipsed in the back yard, giggling.

"Hey! Come here!" Said Bo, loudly, and the two boys came over. Bo
regarded them with his steely gaze. "Give this girl her doll back, or
I will have to come over there and deal with you two. And don't be
stealing her allowance any more, or I will pound you both severely."

The boys were penitent, and lied out their asses about stealing the
doll. Bo insisted that they return the doll, and finally Rex went off
in search of it, remembering aloud that he had just seen in a while
ago. Yeah, I bet, though Cherry. Liars.

At last her doll was returned, and all thoughts of financial coercion
were put aside. The boys meekly retired, probably to plot a new kind
of evil, Cherry figured.

"Anyway, thanks. What'cha doin', Bo?" Cherry asked.

"Just cleanin' out this old shed, my Dad said I could have it for a
clubhouse or whatever if I throw all this crap away." He indicated the
pile of junk in front of it. "It has a light in it and everything.
Come around and look."

Cherry made her way out the gate into the alley, and back into the
Smith's yard. Bob showed her the shed, and she helped him sweep it
out, and then they went and got some lawn chairs in the garage and
placed in the shed. Bo closed the door and turned on the light, and he
was right, it was pretty cool in there. She followed him back into his
house, and he got some posters to put on the wall, and a stack of
magazines and a portable radio. They decorated the walls, after yet
another trip back into the house for tape.

"Where is everybody?" asked Cherry, noticing how quiet and empty his
house was. 

"They all went to the fair in Lanksford. I spent the night with Ernie
and didn't get up in time. No biggie."

"When will they be back?"

"Dunno, probably tonight sometime. It's a pretty good drive."

When they got back out in the shed, Bo, half-embarrassedly, pulled
some centerfolds out of the stack of mostly Playboy magazines he'd
brought, and Cherry helped him tape them to the walls. She giggled at
the naked girls, and examined them closely.

"You ever think that you'll look like that someday?" Bo said, and
Cherry shook her head.

"Naw, I won't, I don't have hair down there." she pointed to one of
the girls, who had a nice bush of pubic hair.

Bo laughed. "Cherry, darlin', you will, someday. Doesn't your Mom?"

Cherry shook her head. "I dunno, I never seen her mouse."

"Mouse?" Bo burst into fresh laughter. "Is that what you guys call it?
A mouse?"

"Well, yeah," said Cherry. "What do you call it?"

"Uh... pussy, I guess." Bo looked thoughtful. "My Dad calls it a cunt,
but my Mom would freak if she heard me say that."

Yes, thought Cherry. Cunt is a bad word. She'd seen a boy at school
get his butt busted bad for saying cunt. Judging by the teacher's
reaction, it was pretty bad. She'd always remembered it, just in case
she needed a really bad word for some reason.

"Do you really think I'll look like that?" she said, staring at the
naked flesh in front of her.

"Yeah, probably, I mean, look at your mom. She's a fox. I'd... I'd do
her..."

"You'd do her what?"

"You know... do her..."

Cherry didn't know, but she let it pass. She was slightly reassured,
though, and took it as a good sign that he thought she'd be pretty
when she grew up.

"You... you are pretty foxy yourself, now..." he said. "I mean, for a
little girl... you are cute and kinda... kinda sexy..."

She wasn't sure what that really meant, but it sounded complimentary.
She smiled at him and laughed.

He pulled another magazine out of the stack, and carefully pulled the
centerfold out. This one was a little different, she decided, when he
got it taped up. In this one the girl wasn't quite so made up, but
what really stood out was the position she was in. Her legs were
spread wide, and her hands were down there, at her mouse, spreading it
wide apart. Cherry waited until Bo got it all taped up, and then moved
over to examine it critically. The girl was pretty, no doubt about
that... but what was all that stuff down there? Pink fleshy stuff...

"Like that?" said Bo, conversationally.

"I guess..." said Cherry. "Why is she doing that?"

"Just so people can see it, I guess," said Bo.

"I guess," she said.

"You ever show anybody yours like that?" he idly asked, watching her
closely.

"Naw... who'd wanna see it?" she halfway laughed.

He was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Me, for one..."

She turned and looked at him. Had she gotten that right? He'd like to
see her mouse, like that?

"Bo... I'm just a little girl... I'm not old enough for... for sex
stuff..."

He laughed. "Darlin', you're never too young to have a little fun. It
wouldn't be sex. Just looking? Or touching? It wouldn't be like real
sex. And it would feel good."

"I dunno," she finally said, turning back to the poster. "You got any
more of these?"





They spent the next half hour sitting side by side, and going through
the magazine that the pin-up had come from. It was very interesting to
Cherry. And the funniest part of all was the name of the magazine, it
was almost the same as her name. Barely two pages in was an
advertisement that featured a naked man. A huge naked man.

"Bo," she finally said. "Is that what you look like?"

He laughed. "No, I'm not nearly... that large... I mean, it kinda
looks like that, but not nearly that big. That's just for the ad,
though, that might be trick photography or something."

A few pages further in was even more interesting. A man, with one of
those enormous things, was pushing it into a girl's mouse. Cherry took
the magazine from Bo, and examined it closely, since the picture
wasn't very large.

"What are they doing?" she finally asked. 

"They are... having sex, Cherry," Bo finally said. He seemed kind of
unsure how to explain it to her. "My dad would say they are fucking."

Fuck. Now that was another word that Cherry knew was powerful and bad,
just plain bad. She'd actually heard her own Dad say it, once, when he
hit his thumb with a hammer. And she'd seen how hard her Mom came down
on him for saying it in front of her and her brothers. Yes, she kept
that one in reserve, also. Powerful words.

"Does that hurt her?" she finally asked. Bo laughed again.

"No, it feels really good. Really, really good. Cherry. You never
played with yourself, down there?"

Played with herself? Like with dolls? Nope, haven't done that. She
shook her head.

"Really," he said. "You never touched yourself, your... mouse?"

Well, that. She nodded. Yes, she'd touched herself. Many times. Often.
Every night, almost, after she went to bed. She giggled, and nodded.
They continued through the magazine. Finally, there was a series of
photos that showed the whole process. The man's big stiff thing, going
into the woman. Bo must have been right, it did look like the woman
was enjoying it, although at times she might have been in pain. 

"Cherry," Bo said. "Cherry, this is what makes babies."

"Babies? Makes babies?" she was puzzled.

"Yes. A man and a woman do this, and then a year later or so, a baby
is born. You didn't know that?"

"Nope." How interesting. This? This made babies? Her Mom and Dad did
this, to make her? She could hardly believe that. She'd seen them kiss
before, but that was about all. They had gotten naked, and her Dad had
put his big thing inside her mom? Her dad's thing was that big? Where
did he keep it in his pants, if it was that big? Good grief.

"Cherry," Bo said, his voice low and husky. "Let me see your mouse.
Let me touch it, just for a minute."

She regarded him from a foot away. Well, that was unexpected, she
thought. Though not really, considering what they were doing, looking
at naked girls. She idly thumbed to the next page. Another naked man,
with a huge... thing.

"Bo. What is that called?" She pointed to the man's organ.

"Uhm. The proper name is penis. I call it a dick, and my Dad calls it
a cock."

"And those things?" She pointed at the funny hangy-down things beneath
it.

"Uhm, testercles or something. We call them balls."

Balls. That was funny. They did kind of look like balls. Cherry
faintly heard her mother calling her. She jumped down from the chair.

"I gotta go, but I'll be back. Don't go nowhere," she said, wanting
what they were doing to continue.

"Cherry. Don't tell them where you are, they might not like you being
in here alone with me."

"Okay," she said, although she wondered why they'd care. She darted
out the door, and into her back yard, through the yard and up the
stairs and into the kitchen.

Her Mom regarded her. "Cherry. I'm going shopping with Missus Vale. Be
good for your father, please."

Cherry nodded, and saw her Mom off. She located her dad, on the couch,
half-asleep, watching football. Boring. 

"Dad," He looked at her, and back at the screen. "I'm going to
Francesca's. Don't worry 'bout me."

He nodded his head. She ran down the steps and back out into the
alley, and was back in Bo's clubhouse in a few seconds. He was sitting
in the chair with the magazine in his lap. 

"Made it," she said. "All okay."

She reached for the magazine. He still held it in his lap, though.

"Cherry," he said. "I want to show you something."

She nodded, and he slowly lifted the magazine, and placed it in her
lap. There, in his lap, sticking out of his pants, was the cutest
little miniature version of what they'd been looking at in the
magazine. Oh, she thought, that's it. That's his... what did he say?
Peney? Dick? Cock? For some reason she liked cock the best. She just
sat and stared at the pink flesh. It looked soft, and hard at the same
time. It stuck up from his lap, and she could see those two soft ball
things below it.

"Cherry," he said, his voice low. "You can touch it if you wish."

She did wish, but she didn't want to appear too eager, for some
reason. She finally, hesitantly reached her hand over, and placed it
on him. Ah, she thought, it is hard. Hard, and soft. She curled her
hand around it like a handle, and wiggled it.

"Oh yeah," he said, "Do that."

She did it some more, and then he finally showed her how to jack her
hand up and down with it. He really seemed to like that. She finally
let go of it, and felt of his balls. They were soft and had a few
hairs on them. She cupped them gently in her hands, and jiggled them a
bit.

He took the magazine, and showed her a picture of a girl with a man's
cock in her mouth. There were lots of pictures like that in the back.

"Cherry," said Bo, "You think you want to try that?"

She did, but she didn't. She wanted to play a while more, and she did,
rubbing the soft top of Bo's cock, and jacking it a little more.

"Cherry," Bo said again, "Just get down on your knees in front of me."

She did, obedient as ever. She regarded his cock from inches away,
still playing with it.

"Cherry," he was a little more insistent. "In your mouth, darling."

She finally reached out, and gave it a quick slurp, on the tip of it,
where some wet stuff already was. It seemed to have no taste to her.
Good. She finally leaned in, and cupped the tip of his cock in her
lips, sucking slightly. He moaned, and she giggled. She pulled the
whole thing in her mouth, sucking it down, sucking hard on it. She had
guessed right, he moaned again. He was liking that.

She felt his hands gently touch her on the back of her head, and guide
her head up and down. His cock slid in and out of her mouth, and she
liked the sensation. She was having fun for some reason, she wasn't
sure why. Just doing stuff like this, naughty stuff, was fun. She
wondered what her brothers would think if they saw her doing this to
Bo. She idly wondered what her brother's cocks looked like. Bo's
wasn't very big, compared to the men in that magazine. She figured her
brother's were even smaller.

She reached up with her hand, and cupped his balls again. He moaned
again, and asked her to suck harder. She did, but then suddenly he
stopped her, and pulled her head up. His cock slid from her mouth, and
she looked up at him in surprise.

"Darling," he said. "You were doing great. It's just that I'm about to
cum. I don't wanna scare you. I didn't think I should cum in your
mouth, this early."

"Come?" she asked, puzzled.

"Yeah," he said. "Cum. The stuff that makes babies. Here."

He picked up the magazine, and thumbed through it. He showed her a
page where a man's cock was, with white stuff leaking out the end of
it, and all over a girl's pussy and mouth.

"That's cum, darling," he said. "It comes out a man's weenie when he
feels really good. It's the stuff that makes babies."

She felt inundated with new information. Some of it didn't quite make
sense. But, oh well. This was interesting, to her. And naughty. She
liked the naughty part.

She looked at his cock, just inches from her face. It wiggled and
pulsated, all by itself. She noticed other movement from his balls, as
they squirmed around a bit. How interesting. She wanted to put it back
in her mouth, but she would wait on him to tell her if she could.

"Cherry," he said. "While we're waiting, can I see your mouse? Will
you show it to me?"

She was a little nervous, at that. Although, she did want to show it
to him. She just didn't want to get in trouble. Well, nobody knew they
were in here. And if she just took off her panties, her dress would
drop back down and hide what she was doing, if she had to leave in a
hurry.

Finally she stood up.

"Well... okay," she said, and reached beneath her sundress, and drew
her panties down. She kicked them off, and kicked them over in the
corner. She sat back down in her chair, and motioned him to the floor
in front of her. She picked her butt up, and scooted her dress up to
her waist, and scooted forward slightly.

She could tell Bo was happy, and she was glad she was able to make him
happy. He went right to the floor in front of her, and she spread her
legs as wide as she could for him. He nestled his head right
in-between her legs, and she could feel his hot breath on her mouse.

He reached up and spread it apart with his fingers, and just that
alone felt good to her. He stuck his nose up to it, and breathed deep,
breathing in her beautiful scent. His dick was still out of his pants,
and he felt like it was going to explode, he was so turned on. He
hadn't realized before today how sexy this little girl was, but she
was really busting his nut now. He hesitantly reached out his tongue,
and touched her clit. Oh god, he thought, I'm eating out a girl. I'm
eating a girl's pussy. It didn't matter that it was barely six years
old. It was a pussy.

Cherry jumped when his tongue touched her. And then, to her surprise,
followed one of the most pleasant ten minutes she'd had in her short
life. Electric shocks of pleasure ran up and down her legs, and
goosebumps followed. A feeling began in the pit of her stomach, and
she breathed deeper and deeper, until she felt like something was
going to pop. He licked all around her pussy, sticking his tongue in
it sometimes, and then concentrating on her clit. That was the part
she liked the best. She just loved that feeling.

Finally, she felt her whole body shake and shiver, and more goosebumps
ran down her leg. She wanted to stretch her legs out, but couldn't
because they were now through the arms of the chair. Bo flicked her
clit with his tongue, and she had her first little orgasm ever, she
just didn't know what it was.

When she finally calmed down, he stopped, and looked up at her. He
giggled.

"Cherry. I think you came."

"I came?"

"That's what it's called when you do that. When it just feels
super-good."

"I wanna do that again," she said, shaking her head. It had felt
really good. She could get hooked on that.

"Well, maybe sometime we can, again. We just have to be careful,
adults would freak if they found out about this. Please don't tell
anyone."

"Don't worry," she said. If it meant she could do this again, she
wouldn't. She knew her Mom was a little freaky anyway, she could
imagine how she'd be if she found out about this. About a boy licking
her mouse.

"Cherry." Bo wasn't finished, though. "Cherry, would you get down on
your hands and knees so I can play with your bottom?"

My bottom? she thought. He wants to play with my bottom? Isn't that
kinda nasty? He was ready, though, and he showed her another picture
in the magazine of a man with his face buried in a woman's bottom.
Well, okay, but...

She finally did what he asked, and kneeled carefully on the concrete
floor. He got behind her, and pulled her dress up, and she felt him
pulling her butt cheeks apart. She giggled.

"What?" he said, and she shook her head. Nothing. He continued.

She jumped when she felt his wet tongue on her bottom. There was
another bad word she knew, asshole. She felt his tongue on her
asshole. It felt warm and wet. She relaxed, and just let him do what
he wanted to do. He squeezed her butt, and wiggled it all around as
his tongue tickled her. It felt better than she'd thought it would.

"Cherry," he finally stopped, and covered her back with his body.
That, too, felt good. 

"Yes?" she said.

"Can I... can I stick my weenie... in your bottom just a little ways?
I don't wanna do it in your pussy, so that you can still be a
virgin... but can I stick it in your bottom?"

Well, what he'd done so far had been fun, and pleasurable. Why not,
she thought.

"Sure," she said, and he lifted himself off her. She felt him place
his mouth on her asshole, and then she felt liquid and warmth. He had
just spit on her asshole, although she wasn't really sure what he'd
done.

He positioned himself behind her, and she felt the cap of his dick
touch her asshole. She instinctively tried to relax, and she felt
slightly uncomfortable as he pushed into her body. She felt a stab of
pain, and said, "Bo!" and he stopped instantly.

"Yes, darling?" he said, and she shook her head. Nothing. It had gone
away.

He slowly, cautiously pushed in a little deeper, and then he was at
the bottom. Luckily, his dick wasn't that long, not yet, if ever. He
slowly, gently moved in and out, and the sensations on his cock were
unreal. She had a tight asshole, of course she did. Although he was
sure she had pooped out turds way bigger than his dick.

He slowly moved in and out of her body, and by now she was fairly used
to it, and it didn't cause her much discomfort. He was pretty turned
on, and maybe within twenty strokes he came, hard, pumping her cute
little ass full of his semen. His balls were pulled up tight to his
body, and he ran his hands down her back, and then underneath her,
feeling her nipples and where here nice titties would go someday.

He finally stopped and pulled out of her, and at long last his penis
could go down for a while. He knew he'd be jacking off tonight,
though, thinking of this. He'd think of this for a long time, that was
for sure. His first piece of ass, and it had really been a piece of
ass. A sexy little six-year old piece of ass.

"Cherry," he said. "You wanna see sperms, like what comes out of a
guy?"

"Uh-huh," she nodded, turning around, and getting to her feet.

"Go over there in the corner, and poop a little bit. You're full of it
now, I put it in you."

She just looked at him. Poop? He nodded encouragingly. "Just try it, a
little. It should squirt out."

She thought she could feel it inside her body, and finally she went to
the corner, and squatted, pulling her dress up. She strained a bit,
and sure enough, stuff that wasn't poop squirted out of her butt. She
duck-walked back a step, and regarded it. White-brownish streaked
stuff. That stuff made babies? She could smell the funny smell of it.

"Bo. I won't have a baby, will I?" A moment of panic seized her.

"No," he laughed. "Wrong hole. Plus you're not old enough. It's the
pussy hole that makes babies, not the asshole."

She was relieved. She strained a bit more, and to her shock she felt a
little turd pop out of her butt. 

"Bo. Sorry," she said, embarrassed. He just laughed. "I'll clean it
up, Cherry, don't worry about it. It was worth it."

She retrieved her panties, and carefully wiped her bottom with them,
and was pleased to see very little mess. She wrapped them up and stuck
them in the pocket of her dress. Bo's weenie had finally gotten soft,
and he put it away, watched with interest by Cherry. She had learned a
lot this afternoon, she thought. And had fun.

She left the shed, deep in thought, and bemused. It had been fun, the
stuff they had done. She hoped they could do it again. She wondered
what that white stuff tasted like, she'd seen pictures in the magazine
of girls with it in their mouths. She might have to find that out
herself. That might be fun. She ran into her back yard, and went
looking for her brothers. Maybe, just maybe they would like to play
around someday. Maybe when they outgrew the brat stage.





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