Perverts 'R' Us

Rachel

By Ralph Kramden ( M/g, pedo, anal )

It's a cold, blustery day and getting dark too. The only thing moving down the once tree-shaded street, now stark and snow-covered, is an old newspaper making crazy gyrations in the wind before landing on the front wheel of Mrs. Gaspar's Audi. The old pot-bellied stove which has warmed the store for three generations of Kramdens, cheers the room from its corner, full of flaming briquettes, but it offers no glow for my heart.

Only a few short months ago I held her close on the blanket in the woods, our naked bodies warmed by the sun. My cum on her belly glistened in the summer light. We had made love and I had preceded her in climax. Now I fingered her hairless 'ginny', helping her to orgasm.

I never believed an old guy like me could fall in love, and certainly not with an eight-year-old impish tiger like Rachel. Her dark locks and coal black eyebrows set off her pale "city" skin. At least that's how she looked when I first met her on that June day when she arrived at the lake to spend the summer with her grandparents.

"Mr. Man" she said as she looked up at me from in front of the counter. "Could I use your wash-room please?"

"It's on the back porch, Missy" I directed "Past the sodas and milk on your left." She turned and skipped toward the back of the store. Suddenly, remembering her manners, she flashed a smile full of even white teeth and exclaimed "Thanks so much Mr. Man"

"Ralph" I said. "Name's Ralph"

"Thank you Ralph" she said as she smiled again. "Mine's Rachel, now don't go away. I'll be right back. We have to meet properly, shake hands" I smiled at the thought and she pranced away.

I was with a departing customer when she returned, two Cokes in her hand. She put them down on the table by the stove where usually a couple of geezers play cards or just sit and chew the fat.

"Got any glasses, Ralph?" she asked. "C'mon over here and sit down. I'm buying" She was so cute in her "acting grown-up" way.

The store was temporarily void of customers, so I locked the register and slid across the bench facing her. She was so lovely.

"I usually have a gin but couldn't find any back there." she laughed. I couldn't help but smile at her charm.

"I'm afraid we'll have to drink from the cans" I lamented "unless you'd prefer a Styrofoam coffee cup?" I lifted my eyebrows with the question.

"You're cute, y'know" she said "We're going to be fast friends"

"Here for the weekend? I asked.

"Whole summer" she replied as she drew a sip of soda. "Grandpa and Grandma live just two blocks away, you must know them... last name Remer"

"Ah yes' I exclaimed "Didn't they used to own a delicatessen in the City?"

"Yessir" she intoned "Hershel's Restaurant and Deli, none finer" she giggled as she slid around on her bench unable to sit still.

I reached for my Coke and Rachel put her warm little hand on mine as she smiled at me.

"We haven't shaked yet" she chortled. I held her hand, gave it a little shake. She put her elbows on the table, reached across and kissed me on the lips, just a little peck.

"You're nice" she said. "Where do you live?"

"I have an old cabin in the woods out of town" I said. "Sometimes if the weather is bad I stay here. Have a cot in the back"

"Really" she said. "Show me, I want to see it"

"It's just a little room and a cot. Nothing really to see"

"Please Ralph, Please" She took my hand and we wended our way through the bread, canned goods, produce, and past the frozen foods.

I opened the door to the tiny room as Rachel jumped up and down in expectation. I turned on the light as she burst past me.

"Oh it's perfect" she exclaimed. "A secret room. This is going to be our own secret room" She scrunched up her face in a most delightful way. She took my hand and said, "This is going to be such fun. I'm excited. Aren't you Ralph? Aren't you really excited?"

I really didn't know what to say, but didn't have the chance because she suddenly hugged me around the legs, her face at about the level of my belly.

"Lets get our sodas and come back here, close the door and have a nice talk" she suggested.

"Can't do that honey" I said. "Customers."

"OK, OK after work then, after you close up. How about then?" she asked. I shrugged, which she evidently took as assent because she broke out in a broad grin.

"I've got something to show you" she said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"After work" she teased "You'll have to wait 'til after work. Oh I'm so excited. I've just been here one day and I have a wonderful new friend."

I pulled the blinds down on the front door and put up the "closed" sign at 7:00. It was still light out. Cracking open a beer from the refer, I opened up the paper on the counter and began perusing yesterday's news. I really wasn't expecting Rachel to return. She was so voluble and exuberant that I was sure she was flighty as well. I was wrong.

I heard a tapping on the window and saw little Rachel's head for a moment and then a moment later as she jumped up and down trying to see through the window which was above her head. I opened the door to let her in.

"Am I 'country' enough for around here?" she asked showing off a charming pair of denim coveralls and a checked shirt. Her hair was up with some colorful plastic barrettes in her dark tresses. She was so pretty. Unaccountably, I felt my cock stiffen.

"C'mon in Rachel" I said "Can I get you a soda, some chips?"

"Don't you want to see what I promised to show you?" she pouted for a moment.

"Of course darling, of course" I lied, having completely forgotten. She brightened.

"We need to go to our secret place" she said heading off to my tiny hideaway.

"Turn around and face the wall" she instructed after we had shut the door. I heard a rustling behind me and several things dropping on the floor.

"OK" she nearly shouted "Turn around.....Like it?"

"I can wear it swimming in the lake. I'm so excited"

Rachel had removed her clothes and stood there in a tiny green bikini. My eyes gravitated to her little camel-toe. She struggled with the bottoms, adjusting them so, I thought, her camel-toe became even more obvious.

That's a beautiful swimsuit" I said. "It fits you very well"

"It's not too suggestive do you think? Too provocative?" What a big word from such a little mouth, I thought.

"This bottom part. It sorta sticks up into me. Does it look OK?"

"Lovely" I said "It'll probably look even better when it's wet" I offered.

"See, this part" she said, evidently not hearing me. She pulled the cloth away exposing her hairless pussy. My cock took note.

"Think it'll be alright?" she asked noticing my gaze. "Maybe you can adjust it so it looks better" she smiled.

I got down on my knees and approached her. Her suit was still pulled away from her genitals.

"Do you mind if I touch you?" I asked.

"Of course not, silly" she responded. "You're going to try to fix the suit, aren't you? You gotta touch me to do that" There was a noticeable bulge in my trousers which I'm sure she saw, because she covered a smile with her hand as she giggled.

I placed my hand in her crotch and pushed and pulled the suit with the other one. Eventually I had a piece of the suit up in her cunt with my finger close behind.

"Ha, ha, that feels funny" she laughed. "Do you think it's s'posed to go way up there?"

"I'm sorry" I said and quickly withdrew my finger.

"Oh no Ralph. I think you're doing a great job. Maybe we ought to just take the bottoms off and look at them and see if there is a problem" she suggested. She promptly slipped them around her ankles and held them up with both hands.

"We don't have a tape or anything, do we?" she asked. "I know...., hold up both your hands on the suit and take a measurement with your hands. Then you can transfer that to me and see if each part fits. Sound like a plan?"

I followed her instruction and transferred the measurements one at a time from the suit to her naked body. I measured the depth of both of her holes with my fingers and got a pretty good reading. I caressed her lovely bottom and ran my hands over her thighs and her crotch.

"You know Ralph" she started "It will look different when it's wet" She licked her fingers and started rubbing her private parts.

"This is no good" she said. "Not wet enough and I can't lick myself down there" She put her pussy right in front of my face. The implication was clear.

"I'm not so sure about the top either" she said while removing it. She put her hand on the back of my head and pulled my face into her crotch. I started lapping. She smelled wonderful and her little pussy and asshole tasted fresher than anything in my produce department.

I couldn't see her face down there but a pleasant moan came from her lips.

"Oh Ralphy" she moaned. "There, right there. Take more measurements there." My tongue was exploring her love button. I kept licking as little shivers and shudders coursed through her body.

She sat back on the cot and spread her legs wider to accommodate my head. I ran my hands over her smooth flat chest and tweaked her little nipples which made her laugh.

"Come up here on the cot with me, Ralphy" she instructed as she pulled me on top of her. I pushed my cock hard into her crotch. Her breath was momentarily taken away but she pushed back against my jeans. We kissed and then Frenched. Our tongues explored every crevice of our mouths. I continued to dry hump her.

"Oh Ralphy" she said "I love you so much, do you love me too?"

"Rachel" I said. "I think I do. I mean I don't know. Don't ever go away. You came into my life so suddenly, but yes, I do. I mean I do love you dearly, Rachel" I stumbled and babbled away.

I became aware of a tiny hand slipping under my belt and into my shorts. It was just a whisper but I thought I heard her say "I love cock."

Suddenly she had her hand around the raging beast. She pushed me away a little and un-buckled my belt and got my cock out of my pants.

She was trying to get my cock in her mouth and talk at the same time so I'm not sure I understood it all.

"Mughff" she said. "Dry humpin'.... urgh,... is fun.... gork, mumph.... but I like to fuck."

I was frankly shocked. I couldn't believe such a beautiful, charming little lady would use such a word, let alone be familiar with its function. Obviously they learn things a little earlier in the city than out here.

Rachel had forced my pants over my butt. I slipped them off and pushed my cock into her warm, waiting pussy.

She was a wildcat. Her little fingernails scratched into my back as she thrust her pelvis into mine, again and again and again. She took in huge gulps of air and expelled whoops and grunts and screams like I have never heard.

She started sobbing and crying. I was alarmed.

"Am I hurting you, darling?" I said with genuine concern.

"No Ralphy, NO. I'm OK Just fuck me, fuck me, fuck...fuck...fuck" Her voice trailed off as she resumed crying and screaming with an occasional ...FUCK!

She was pretty obviously having multiple orgasms as she panted, grunted and swore. I kept plunging my cock into that adorable tight juvenile cunt.

She eventually stopped pushing back, evidently satisfied. I quickened my pace.

"Ralphy, Ralphy" She came alive. "Cum in my mouth. I want you to cum in my mouth, PLEASE!"

I pulled it out and fiddled with it a moment before a huge glob came out, clearing her face, and landing on her raven tresses. She pulled my penis down to change the trajectory. The next pulse and the following one landed in her mouth and all over her lips, nose and chin. She gave me the broadest grin I have ever seen.

"Ralphy...Ralphy" she said "That was so wonderful. I don't think I could get any more cum in my mouth" she giggled and sighed.

I took my still hard shaft and spread the remaining cum over her nose and cheeks where it glistened in the golden light of my bedside lamp. I gathered some more of the sticky stuff from her hair and rubbed it into her nipples.

"It'll make them grow" I said.

"Is that true?" she said wiping more cum from her head onto her chest. "I want big titties for you to play with" she said.

"I love you just the way you are" I responded.

"You know Ralphy, next time you're going to fuck me in the ass OK? I think it would really feel good to have you up my ass, don'tcha think?"

"Well..." I said. Before I could get another word out she interrupted.

"Then you won't have to pull it out. You can cum in my ass. My asshole is really tight. You'll love it, fucking me in the asshole I mean. Don'tcha think?"

To make a long story short as they say, the next day I fucked Rachel in the ass; in the pussy too. She learned (probably already knew) how to deep-throat my cock. She liked it in her cunt, her asshole, her throat, up her nose. She didn't care. She liked it all. She liked to fuck. She was an incredible pre-teen fuck-machine.

And fuck we did. Rachel would come over early and we'd fuck before I opened the store and, of course we had a date every night at 7:00 pm. On my days off we would rent a boat and fuck out on the lake or she'd tell her grandparents she was going to a slumber party of an imaginary friend. Then we'd spend the weekend in bed at my cabin. We took turns waking the other one up to fuck. We didn't shower. We often didn't eat. We fucked.

Rachel had to return to the city for school in late August. I got a couple postcards from her and one phone call about a month ago in which she professed her love and her anticipation of spending the next summer with me, but I've got to be realistic. She has such a sexual appetite that she's gotta be fucking somebody else by now.

I miss her so.

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