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Little Miss Stickykiss Complete (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
Edoctordan
Hi. My name is Debbie and I have quite a story to tell you. It might be
true and it might be fantasy. You decide.
It seems like only yesterday that I was just a little girl. I was a cute
little thing, long brown hair that hung to my shoulders and sparkling
brown eyes. I of course had a very straight figure because I think I was
about 6 years old. I was definitely daddy's little angel, like most
girls my age. I barely remember but it seems in my mind like it was
about that age that because I had just come inside from playing with my
friends. Mom was also at work and I had been staying with the neighbors
during the day for the summer.
It was a summer of new adventures for me all the way around. Boys first
came to
notice me that year, to notice that I was different than them and not just
another little boy who wore a dress once in a while. A glance and an
occasional
stolen kiss was all that I had experienced until lately. The weirdest thing
that came my way that year were Johnny and Jimmy, a couple of older boys
that
were staying with the neighbors too. I thought there was something terribly
wrong with them because they were always doing creepy things. At first
it was
name-calling, and then it was teasing and the usual boy-girl stuff.
Until today
that is! I couldn't believe what they had tried to get me to do! One of them
even tried to talk me into taking off my panties this morning!
I remembered daddy telling me about not letting someone see or touch my
privates. I stuck my tongue out at them and they laughed as I ran away
as fast
as I could. I thought it was really icky of course but I wasn't surprised.
Mommy already told me that boys could be really nasty sometimes.
It was a very hot summer day and I was about to pass out from the heat. My
daddy had put some fresh chemicals in the pool that morning so going for
a quick
dip was out of the question. Besides, he was at work and I was not
allowed in
the pool until he came home. I looked at the clock and frowned because
it was
about an hour before he came home and I needed to cool off!
I walked into the kitchen and was preparing myself tall glass of my favorite
fruit beverage. I opened the freezer to get some ice. A long blast of cool
fair hit me and it felt good! Standing there for a moment with the door open
and closing my eyes, the frosty air moved from the bottom of the freezer
and
saturated me with it's gentle touch. "Don't stand there in front of that
all
day girl, the ice cream will melt," I remember my daddy saying as he
teased me,
trying his best to look stern. "Ok daddy," I'd say and then I'd shake my
little
fanny at him and fan the door back and forth until he would come over
and grab
me and tickle me.
ICE CREAM! Oh god! I forgot! I opened my eyes and looked on the top shelf.
There it was my favorite treat in the whole wide world! Drat! No chocolate!
All we had was vanilla! I like chocolate and strawberry and vanilla mix
but all
we had was that darned vanilla! I shrugged my shoulders in resignation. It
would have to do. My little arm reached up and took hold of the frosty
delight.
A stream of cool air moved into the armholes on my shirt and I felt it
tingle
across those little nipple bumples on my chest. I trembled as I drew my arm
back and then pushed the door shut. As my arm moved down, I felt the
roughness
of my tanktop against my nipple bumple. I pulled the neck of my shirt
back and
looked inside at my bare chest. I glanced down and it was pointy and felt
kinda' strange. I looked at my other bumple and it was kinda' puffy and
oblong
and wide. "Totally weird," I said outloud as I let my neck-opening move back
into position.
Back to business! Forty-five more minutes and my daddy would be getting
home.
Pulling a chair up to the cabinet I climbed on top and reached for a
bowl. My
arm reached and found it and I shut the door and hopped down from the
chair.
Setting the bowl on the cabinet, I took a big spoon out of the drawer
and began
to dip a copious amount of the delicious frozen milk product into the
bowl. I
licked the excess from the spoon and then set it on the cabinet and
opened the
freezer door, shoving the box back into it. I pushed the freezer door closed
and then opened the fridge door and reached for the chocolate syrup. The
coolness felt good against the palm of my hand. I turned it over and
squeezed
it. It was thick because it was cold, but with a little effort and I finally
got some of the delicious brown liquid to ooze out into my bowl. It
seemed like
FOREVER for the slow stream of chocolate to make it's way from her brown
tip
into my bowl. A long trickle of cool syrup rem!
ained on the tip and I darted my tongue out to remove the remains.
"Mmmmm," I
said as I put the end of the bottle to my mouth and licked the remnant
of the
sticky brown chocolate from it.
I was in absolute kid heaven! Words cannot describe the ecstasy that a young
girl feels when the delectable sensation of chocolate passes her lips
and grabs
onto her tastebuds, sending a thousand sensations through her body. A
feeling
of euphoria erupts somewhere in the central nervous system, moving up to
the
brain stem and delivers a jolt to the brain itself. My mouth watered for
more
as the sticky sweet milk concoction. I was almost done hoarding down the
last
few droplets of melted ice cream from the bowl when I heard a sound
behind me.
"God you eat like a pig Debbie." I turned around and it was that boy
John from
across the road.
"What are you doing in here creep," I asked him as I stood erect and
ready to
strike at the enemy like a lioness ready to pounce to protect her litter.
"I was just hot and was wanting to know if you had anything to take care
of it?"
"Sorry. It seems I have just finished off the last of the ice cream." I saw
his eyes dart toward my bowl and he frowned. "Why don't you just go to your
house Johnny-wonny," I taunted as I stuck out my tongue and wiggled it
at him.
"Because chocolate face," he said, pausing to stick his tongue back at
me, "the
sweet stuff that you have over here, we don't have at home."
I eyed the boy as he stood there in his shorts. I decided that he might
not be
that icky after all. He was kinda' handsome I guess. At 15 years old he
stood
about 5'3 inches tall and his skin was a bronze color from hours and
hours out
in the sun. "We're all out of sweets," I told him as I pointed to the dirty
spoon on the counter. "So," I added, "I guess you'll just have to leave."
"Not in a pig's eye Debbie-webbie," he said mocking me. He walked to where
I
was standing and hovered over me, dwarfing me in comparison. I felt so small
and insignificant as he stood there, his blonde hair almost glowing in
the soft
light of the kitchen.
"Look John, my daddy will be home in about 30 minutes and I think that
you had
better leave. He wouldn't like it if I was here in the house alone with
you."
"How come," he asked me feigning innocence.
I racked my brain for a reason. "I dunno'," I told him, "I just know he
wouldn't."
The teenage boy stepped closer to me. His hard stomach was within a
fraction of
an inch from my chest. I could feel the heat from him and I could smell the
faint scent of sweat. "I don't think he would mind," he said as his
hands moved
under my arms. He held me like a rag doll.
"Stop!" I said loudly as I struggled against his grip. He just laughed and
before I knew it he had picked me up and sat my chubby little butt on the
kitchen table.
"Johnny," I exclaimed. "What are you doing?"
"Well," he said as he touched my nose, "I don't think that your daddy will
approve of the way that you look."
"My daddy approves of everything about me jerk," I hissed at him. "Now you
better leave before you get in really big trouble."
"Ooh, I'm so scared!" Johnny laughed and lifted his hand. I closed my eyes,
ready for his hand to slap me hard for sassing him but instead I felt
his finger
once again touch my face and pull back. I slowly opened my eyes and he was
drawing his finger back and putting it between his lips. "Mmmmm," he
said as he
pulled his finger from his mouth, making a smacking sound. "I like
chocolate,"
he said and he once again reached forward taking another swipe across my
upper
lip. "Your face is sticky Debbie," he told me and held his finger just
inches
from my little round face. "Come on miss sticky kiss, taste it."
"I don't think so creep," I said as I jerked my head back, trying to
avoid his
finger.
"I said taste it bitch," he yelled and then he held my head still, pulling
tightly on my hair and shoved his finger in my mouth. "Mmmmfffff," I
cried out
as his finger invaded my lips. His hard fingernail raked across my
tongue and
in a reflex action I pressed my teeth against his finger.
"God damn!" he groaned as jerked his finger back. "What the hell did you
do
that for you little cunt?"
"I don't like you doing that and I don't want you calling me bitch!" I
yelled
back, crossing my arms in defiance.
"But I have to get you cleaned up before your dad comes home," he
informed me,
holding onto his damaged finger.
"I can clean myself up. Now get out of my house before I yell!"
"Go ahead and yell kid," he ordered me. "Go ahead and yell your fool fucking
head off. Nobody will hear you."
I closed my eyes, opened my mouth to scream, but before I could get the
words
out I felt something warm and moist press against them. I froze in
terror, as I
imagined, no, I knew what it was! It was Johnny's lips pressing hard against
mine. I tried to scream into his mouth but it just muffled my cries. A
sensation for the first time caroused through my young body. I had felt
daddy's
and mommy's lips on me, but never more than a peck on the mouth! I raised
my
fist and hit Johnny on the top of his shoulder. He just pressed harder and
pushed me back onto the table. "Ummfffff," I screamed into his mouth as
I lay
there, being stifled by his hugeness and I felt something wet and icky being
forced between my innocent lips. It was Johnny's tongue! Once again my teeth
moved down but somehow Johnny felt my movement and like a snake it moved
from
between my teeth. His tongue raked across my uppers, exploring my dental
work
and then he released my lips from his.
I gasped for air as he pulled his lips from mine and I lay across the table
looking up at him. "You creep," I hissed. "Leave now before I tell my
daddy!"
"When I'm done with you little miss sticky kiss, you won't even be able to
talk!"
"No," I yelled as he once again moved forward and pushed his face toward
mine.
I closed my eyes, waiting for his mouth to press hard against mine. I could
feel his breath, feel his heat as he drew closer and closer and then
instead of
pressing like he had earlier I felt his tongue flicker across my upper
lip. A
shiver run up and down my spine and my eyes popped open. "No Johnny," I
said.
"Please don't."
"But you taste so sweet Debbie," he told me and then he closed his eyes
and his
lips touched mine again. It was different this time though. They were gentle
somehow, almost soft and not nearly so menacing. "No," I mumbled into
his face.
He said nothing in return, he just began licking my face. The sensation was
different than anything that I had ever felt in my young life.
"You taste so sweet girl," he said as he licked my face, just beneath my
lower
lip. "So sweet," he said as he took another big lick. "Please Johnny," I
begged half-heartedly. "Stop, please?"
Johnny said nothing, instead kissing down my chin, licking as he went and
my
body instead of fighting, responded by making me lift my chin. "Oooh," I
moaned, not wanting this to go on, yet not wanting it to stop either,
"ooohhhhh," I moaned again.
"Damn," he said as he moved his face from mine and stood up straight.
As quickly as the sensation had started, it stopped. "What," I asked as
my eyes
popped open, staring at the teenage boy.
"Your face is all clean," he said disappointed. "I need chocolate," he
said as
he looked down at me. He looked 10 times as big as when I stood up.
This is where it all gets really blurry. I'm not sure if he picked up the
bottle and pressed it to my lips or I did. All I remember is that the
sensation
of sweet chocolate syrup was touching my taste buds. "Drink it you teasing
little cunt," he taunted as he forced the semi cold syrup into my mouth.
"Yesssssss...." I heard him moan and then he removed the bottle from my
lips,
letting the sticky stuff dribble across my chin and neck. Johnny sat the
bottle
down and he moved forward once again and began kissing me. Never in my six
years had I had anything like this happened to me. I was confused and
excited
and grateful that he would pay attention to little old me! I wanted to fight
him, I really did, but I didn't. Warm tongue licked the roof of my mouth
and my
tongue and it felt like he was exploring my tonsils!
I broke our kiss of abruptly when his hands moved to the private place
between
my legs that daddy told me never to let anybody touch! "No!" I yelped as
he
cupped my little cunny in his hand. Johnny didn't listen, choosing
instead to
hook his finger into the elastic of my shorts and right into the soft region
between my legs.
I shook my head side to side, mumbling something that I can't remember. I
do
remember at this point that my body was no longer fighting this
15-year-old boy
as he once again began to lick my little 6-year-old face!
I was beginning to really enjoy the feeling of his warm tongue as it lapped
across my lips, my chin and occasionally lapped at my neck. "Oohhh," was
all I
could get out of my mouth. Johnny licked and licked and licked my face,
my lips
and my chin. His hand became bolder as his fingers moved and for the
first time
a boy touched the bare skin of my privates. I jerked, panic setting in once
more as his huge finger run along my little girl slit. He must have
licked for
at least 10 minutes, touching and probing my little pussy. As quickly as
he had
started, he quit his attentions to me and stood up straight. He once again
stood over me, this time I was spread out on the table, the crotch of my
shorts
pulled aside.
"Deb," he said, "your face is clean but we have another problem."
"What," I asked, my voice trembling as an uncontrollable feeling swept
over me
as I looked at this now handsome man-child.
"I have cleaned your face but it seems that some chocolate has dripped
on your
chest!"
"What," I asked, suddenly jerking up, "where?"
"Right here," he said as his large hands moved and he hooked his finger
into the
neck of my tank top. I looked down and sure enough, there was a drop of
chocolate that had dripped down on my left nipple bumple.
"Johnny," I said nervously, "you're not thinking....." and trailed off.
"Yeah," he said as he put his hand against his crotch and began rubbing.
My
eyes grew wide when he pulled his hand aside and I saw the bulge against
his
tight blue jeans. I sat up on the table, my little heart pumping blood
to every
part of my senses. "I can't leave you mess little miss sticky kiss."
"Noooo," I protested as his hands took hold of the hem of my blouse and in
a
slow but deliberate motion he lifted it above my head. I felt like he had
pulled every ounce of my modesty with him as he pulled it across my
brown locks.
I folded my arms, trying my best to hide the breasts that were not yet
developed.
"Too late," he informed me as he threw the cotton rag onto the floor.
His hands
then went to my shoulders and he gently laid me back onto the cool wood
table.
"Gotta' make sure you're ready when daddy gets home." Johnny pulled my arms
away from my chest and put them on the back of his head. "You're gonna like
this Deb," he said as his face moved forward and I felt his hot tongue
touch the
fresh flesh of my little girl chest. I gasped as his head moved forward
and my
fingers holding tightly to his hair.
I wanted to fight, wanted to protest but the minute that his tongue
flickered
across my little nipple bumple I melted. "Ohhhhh," I moaned as he licked
across
the tender flesh. I felt my nipple bumple get all tingly like it had earlier
with the cold but this time it was the warm wetness that did it. "Oh
Johnny," I
pleaded as my body ached for him to lick me, "Johnny, no, please, stop,"
I asked
him in short breaths.
Johnny did not respond, instead, he moved across to my other nipple and
the same
sensations moved from the tips of my nipple bumples to the ends of my toes.
"You taste good without chocolate," he told me as he ministered to my
6-year-old
flesh. Suddenly I realized what time it was. "Oh god Johnny," I pleaded.
"Stop. Daddy will be home in 10 minutes!"
"In that case," he said as he stood once again, "I'd better quit wasting
time!"
I felt his large hands hook the elastic of the shorts that I had on. I
trembled
as he slid them down my little girl hips, pulling my ruffly white
panties with
them. "You look terrific," he said as he looked down at me, once again
rubbing
the bulge in his pants.
Here I was, lying naked as the day I was born on the table, except for
my white
socks and tennis shoes. My nipple bumples hard and standing up and a 15 year
old boy standing over me. "Johnny," I asked in a trembling voice, "what
are you
going to do?"
"You'll find out and he kissed my nipple bumple again and then I felt
him kiss
toward the center and then his tongue moved down to my belly button.
"Ohhhh," I
said as my hands immediately went back to his thick blonde hair. "No,
Johnny,
no, not, that," I panted. He said nothing, just made a short circle
around my
tummy then I felt his soft face kiss me there! "What...." I groaned,
"are you,"
I panted, "doing," I groaned as he touched his lips to the soft mound of
my
pubic area.
He paused momentarily and looked up at my face. His hot breath was
bathing my
naked pussy and he smiled broadly. "You'll find out little miss sticky
kiss,"
he said and then he spread my legs and I felt it! Wave upon wave of
confusion
and pleasure moved over me as his face pressed against my bald pubic mound.
"No," I wanted to say but I am sure I was groaning "yes," as he darted his
tongue up and down my privates. It was electric as he moved forward, his
breath
penetrating every bit of my body! "Oh god Johnny," I moaned and then I
trembled
and began to convulse instantly as his tongue moved into my pee hole!
"Oh god
Johnny," I hissed and pulled him tightly into me. "Oh danggggggggg," I
groaned,
spreading my legs wide, to let him explore where nobody had explored
before!
Even though I was just six, I am sure I would have cum if I hadn't been
brought
back by reality. My eyes popped open as I heard the sounds of my daddy
pulling
up into the driveway. "Oh damn Johnny!" I screamed as I released his
hair and
somehow scooted my naked little ass away from his face. "Here comes
daddy!" I
warned the 15-year-old boy. As soon as the words had gotten out of my
mouth he
was from between my tender legs and he reached for my clothes and handed
them to
me.
"Better get dressed then sticky," he said as he move his hand from where
his
bulge once was. I thought he'd peed his pants as I saw the large wet spot
between his legs! "We'll finish this later," he said as he moved toward the
back door. He stopped momentarily, watching me dress. I was so
embarrassed yet
excited that he wanted to watch me! I was pulling my shorts up. "Oh," he
said
as he opened it, "you tell your old man what happened and you'll be one
sorry
little cunt!" I struggled to pull my shirt back on about the time that I
heard
daddy entered the front door.
"Debbie," he yelled out, "Daddy's home!" I sat there, frozen with fear as
he
walked in. "What's wrong angelpuss, it looks like you've seen a ghost!"
I just
smiled weakly, not understanding what had happened to me but I
understood that
my body liked what it had just experienced.
"I'm ok daddy," I told him. "I was just finishing some ice cream."
"Are you sure kid," he asked as he touched my forehead. "You look a little
flush."
"Yeah," I replied. "I just got a little hot today is all."
"Ok," he said. His hand touched my chin. "A little chocolate syrup," he
asked?
I blushed as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "I think you'd
better get
this mess cleaned up before your mother gets home pumpkin." With that he
turned
and walked into the living room and left me sitting there, flush with my
first
sexual experience. It would not be my last.
It was about 3 months after my 7th birthday. It was an awkward age for me
because I had had experiences that most girls my age hadn't. It made me feel
kinda bad but I always knew that I could turn men on. I have always been
a
magnet for grown men or teenage boys I guess because i used to watch
them out of
the corner of my eye. I didn't know that they were looking at but after my
first experience, I had a little figured out but was extremely curious about
learning more!
He was waiting for me when I came inside from playing. It was my
favorite day
of the week. It was my daddy's payday! Daddy gave me my allowance like
he had
every Friday evening for as long as I can remember. My daddy was very
good to
me and I had saved the $5 weekly that he gave me because there was this
beautiful doll at Abner's that I had been looking at. I kissed daddy on the
cheek when he handed me my money and gave him like this HUGE hug around the
neck. He squeezed me tight and kissed me back on the cheek and then without
even saying goodbye I grabbed my litttle pink purse and almost ran out
the door.
I could hear my daddy laughing in the background as he waved good bye to
his
little princess.
The tumping in my chest was beating all the way to my head. I was so excited
about my purchace. I also was prod that daddy for the first time trusted
me to
go all the way down to Abner's 5 and 10 all by myself! I walked fast on
the way
down to the store, almost salivating at the thought of buying the Brenda
doll
that I had wanted for so long. She was everything that I wanted to be.
She was
long and sleek and so cute with the curly blonde locks of hair that
surrounded
her angelic little face. Her skin was perfect with no freckles or
anything! I
never tired of looking at her in her pink cardboard box when I was there
with
mommy and daddy.
My mind was on the purchase of the doll and other little girl stuff when
I heard
some voices call out, "Hey, little girl!" Startled, I stopped and looked
around. I didn't see anybody so I began to walk again and then I heard once
meore, "Hey, little girl!" This time I saw a couple of men standing in
an alley
way a couple of blocks from main street.
"You talkin' to me," I asked as I watched the two men smile and nudge each
other.
"You talkin' to me," one mocked as he winked at his buddy. "Fuck yes I'm
talking to you little girl!"
The reminder from daddy rang loud in my ears about not talking to
strangers. I
was a good girl and I didn't want to disobey him. "I don't know you
mister," I
told him. "I can't talk to you."
"Too late little girl," the man that looked older said, "you already
did!" He
laughed and slapped his knee. My face turned red and I shot him a stare
that I
thought would scare the man away from me. "She's a damn fine little
cunt," he
said as his eyes moved up and down my little body. I had felt that stare
many
times and I never ceased to be amazed that a grown man would look at me like
they did the older girls.
I tucked my purse under my arm tightly and placed my hands on my hips.
"Leave
me alone!" I yelled at them, staking my territory.
"She's a feistey little cunt," the older man said. "Hell, she don't look
more
than 5 and look at how she stands up for herself!"
"I'm seven!" I informed the men, sticking out my flat chest and stomped
my foot.
"Seven? You're out showing your little ass to the world and you're only
seven?"
The man was pointing down at my hips and I turned my head down for just a
second. I was so embarrassed! My skirt had slid up and the lace on my pink
panties were showing! I let my guard down just for a second, to
straighten it
up and before I could look back up one of the man had grabbed me around the
waist, put his hand across my mouth and was carying me back into the
alley way.
I kicked and screamed and struggled against the man with all my might. I
was
sure that I was going to die at that moment. "She's quite the fighter," the
other man said and he put his hand on my ass. Terror filled my little girl
heart as I was fondled in daylight in the alley by two strange men. "I bet
she'll be a good fuck!"
Not exactly sure what the word "fuck" meant at the time, I knew that it
didn't
sound like something that I wanted to do! My mind rushed back to the
afternoon
that Johnny licked my little bald pussy on the kitchen table and I knew
that it
had something to do with sex by the tone of their voices! "I bet she is
too,"
the other man said.
The man that had me in his arm squeezed tightly. "Listen little girlie,"
he
said to me as he pulled my head back against his chest. I could feel his
hot
breath against my hair as he spoke. "You do what we say and nothing bad will
happen to you. Understand cunt?" I felt him squeezing the breath out of
me and
I knew that he meant business so I did my best to nod my head yes. "I'll
let
you go if you promise not to scream." I nodded again against his hand and
he
released my face enough so I could breathe a little easier. Seeing that
I did
not scream, he slowly released the pressure. "What's your name kid," he
asked.
I almost said "Debbie," but I thought better of it. That would be my first
mistake of the day. "It's," I choked as I caught my breath. "It's Sticky."
"Daaaammmmmnnnnn," the older man said. He eyed me up and down once again,
lifting my skirt and looking at my little butt. "I've heard of you. You're
that little cunt that Johnny's been fucking for the last year!"
"Well I'll be a son-of-a-bitch!" the other man said as he slid his hands
under
my panties and felt my bald pussy. I clamped my legs together to keep
him from
getting at his prize. It did no good. He was too strong.
"No!" I yelled and he clamped his hand tightly around my mouth again.
"No screaming Sticky," he said. I nodded for the third time today and he
released my mouth again.
"No," I said softly. "I didn't do anything with Johnny." Tears began to run
down my cheeks as I experienced the humiliation of being lied about.
"Well Johnny says you're a really good fuck. He says you're a little
cock whore
and you like to suck dick too!"
"Please mister," I begged him as I sobbed. "I'm not like that. I didn't
do any
of that!" I had hoped that the sobbing would make the men feel guilty
and let
me go. That was my second big mistake.
"Johnny said you like to pretend to be an innocent little girl. He said you
like to play those games when deep down you really like having the old
salami
slammed deep into your pussy!"
My face turned red as a beet as I heard the wrods, "cock," "pussy,"
"whore" and
the like for the first time in my life. I had heard "cunt" and "bitch"
because
Johnny had called me that when we were in the kitchen alone. I did not
like the
sound of any of them!
The man moved his hand from my pussy and stepped back. Like Johnny, the man
began rubbing his crotch and he had a wicked smile on his face. He grinned,
licked his lips and played with his bulge through his jeans. "I think I
want a
taste of that sweet little pussy." He cupped his bulge in his hand and
made a
shaking motion at me. "You're one lucky little girl Sticky," he told me
as he
moved it and thrust his hips my way. "Most girls just get to experience boys
but you're about to expereince a grown man's cock baby," he told me. I
began to
breathe hard again, the fear moving over every inch of my body. "Hold the
little cunt tight," he told his partner and then he walked toward me and
his
hand moved down, unzipping his pants.
My head raced a million miles an hour as I watched him take his thing
out of his
pants. It was HUGE! Sweat had started to run down my little face and my
breath
became ragged from the fear as I saw my first hard cock!
"Noooooo....," I whispered weakly.
"Go ahead and fight girl. I like it when my little cum whores put up a
struggle."
"Fight, scream, bite, kick," I remember my mother telling me when she
told me
about the bad men in this world. I wanted to, I wanted to fight and all that
but I knew that the man grasping me around my waist would just cut off
my air
again. Besides, my young mind reasoned, these men wanted me to fight so I
resigned myself to take a deep breath and come what might.
Unfortunately, that
didn't disuade them at all!
"Johnny was right," the man that held me said, "she does like it when a man
wants to fuck her!"
"No," I whipered, "please no." I am sure that the men didn't hear me because
before I knew it they had carried me back farther into the alley behind a
building.
"Lay her there," the man with his cock hanging out of his pants said.
"Lay the
little bitch on that box over there!" My eyes darted to the edge of a brick
building and before I knew it, they had me laying on my back on the hard
wooden
crate, my legs up in the air and my pink panties pulled half way off! "God
damn," the man said as he slobbered and then wiped his mouth. "She ain't
got
even a whisp of hair on her little twat!"
I tried to get up but the younger man had moved to my head and he was
pressing
down on my shoulders. "Just the way we like them," he said. I looked up and
for the second time in my young life, a man was standing above me, making
me
feel so insignificant.
"Sure is," the man standing with my panties in his hand said. He spit on
his
hand and he began to rub it on the end of his dick. I hadn't even
noticed that
the man standing above my head had unzipped his fly and his dick was now
out of
his pants, dangling above me. "We'll see if Johnny was lying or telling
us the
truth!"
I got ready to scream for my life when the man standing at my head did
something
I'll never forget. He squeezed my jaws so my mouth would open and he
stuck his
thing between my lips! "Don't bite little cocksucker or you'll be one sorry
slut!" I tried to mumble something but my 7 year old mouth was filled
with man
dick!
I was sure that this was going to be the lowest point in my life. I was
wrong!
I had expected the man between my legs to lick my pussy like Johnny had,
but
instead he stepped forward, spread my legs and then I felt it. He had
put his
hard thing against my pee hole! I screamed against the dick in my mouth.
"Yes," the man moaned as I tried to talk with a mouth full of cock.
"Johnny was
right. Her mouth is great!"
The man between my legs grunted and I felt him push hard against my
cunny with
his dick. It burned like fire and I would have passed out but I didn't
want to
be there totally lifeless with these two perverts. "God damn," the man
said as
he pressed his hard dick against my bald cunt lips. "She's fucing tight!"
The man at my head began to move his hips back and forth, pushing and
pulling
his thing in and out from between my lips. His large sack was dangling
above my
forehead, the hair tickling my skin. I was trying to breathe through my nose
and not having much luck. Every breath I took smelled like sweat and dirt.
I
could feel myself drifting away from the lack of oxygen when he pulled
it out.
I gasped as my air way cleared. "You like that don't you little
girlie,"he said
as he took his cock in his hand and hit me on the end of my tender
little nose
with it.
"No!" I yelled, reeling from the pain of the blow. I took another breath
as I
felt the man between my legs release the pressure and then try once again
to
push into my private area with his dick.
"This ain't no use," he said as he left his cock pressed there. "She ain't
a
budgin'," he said and he stood there, his dick against my smooth
opening. The
pressure of the wooden crate was agonizing against my little bare behind.
I
didn't cry though, I was going to survive no matter what!
Once again the man above me pushed his cock between my lips. Once again he
began pumping in and out of my little mouth. "Suck on it you little
cunt," he
said as his large hand came down hard against my cheek. I fought to
breath but
he didn't let up. "Suck it Sticky," he moaned and slapped my cheek
again. The
pain in my face was searing, the pain between my legs was intense but the
humiliation that I was feeling was much worse. My mouth began to suck on
his
dick as he pushed it in and out. I'm sure now that it was only a few inches,
but it felt like miles to a 7 year old girl!
The man between my legs held his thing there for a minute and then I
felt the
pressure decrease. "He's changed his mind," my little 7 year old mind
screamed.
I was wrong. He held onto his dick and her walked to where the man had
his dick
stuffed into my mouth. "Get out of my way," he ordered the man and he pulled
his cock from my mouth once more. "You go fuck her," he told the man, "her
pussy's too little for my cock.
The man shrugged and he replaced the older man. "Open wide Sticky," he
said as
his thing entered my mouth. I gagged at the thought of him putting it in
my
mouth after being by my pee hole! I opened my mouth and I tasted the tangy
flavor of little girl pussy mixed with something slimy that was dripping
from
his dick.
"Get read Stickyy," the younger man said sd he spit on his hand and began
to
massage my pussy. He spit on it again and then I felt him work his
finger into
the opening of my slit. "She is one tight piece of ass," he said,
pushing his
finger in a little and then pulling it out. "Johnny must have a little
dick if
he fucked this one," he snorted and then he put the end of his dick
against my
tender lips.
"He's a lying little fuck," the older man said as he held his cock
between my
lips. "I bet the little cunt's a virgin!"
"Not for long," the man said and then he pushed his dick between my
pussy lips.
My eyes grew wide as I felt him tearing into my little virgin mound.
My body must have went into shock because I felt my self relax against
my will.
I could hear them, could feel them but I was not there. "Too tight," the
man
between my legs grunted. "Her pussy is too god damned tight!"
"A little cock like yours should fit in there just right," I heard one
tell the
other.
"Fuck you dickhead," he yelled as he attempted to penetrate me.
The man above my face reached down and he began to unbutton my dress. I was
like a rag doll in their hands so I had given up the fight. I just
wanted this
to end as soon as possible. His large hands opened my dress and pulled it
aside. "She ain't even got no titties yet," he informed his friend and
then he
pulled his dick from my mouth. I felt his hand pinch at my nipples. He left
his cock down in my mouth. I was gagging, I was coughing but he didn't
care.
All he wanted was to have his way with me. He was getting his wish.
"She don't need any," he laughed and he pulled his cock from the
entrance to my
cunny. "She's got a pretty little slit though," he informed his friend as
he
layed the legnth of his big dick across my mound. He flexed his stomach
and I
could feel his cock tap at my priate of privates. "She's too young to
fuck but
she's pretty to look at," he said as I felt him begin to rock his hardness
against my 7 year old mound.
"Yeah," he said as he moved forward and his big hairy sack touched my
forehead.
I could smell the sweaty area between between his balls and ass and I
wanted to
die. "Stick out your tounge cunt," he ordered. I did as he told me and he
began to run the length of his hardness against my toughe. "Much better,"
he
moaned as he moved back and forth across it.
"Yeah," the man between my legs said as he spit on his hand once more
and then
began to move up and down the length of my pussy.
The two men began to breath hard as they rocked across my tongue and
across my
pussy. They said something that I can't remember and then I felt
something else
new! It was warm and it was wet and my mind went back to Johnny's wet
spot. It
was coming out of the end of his thing! It was icky and it was
splattering on
my tummy! "Noooooo....." I whispered against my tongue," as I tasted a
slight
salty taste along the bottom of his cock. "Little dirty slut!" the man
shouted
as his stuff splattered up and down my body. In only a second or two, I
felt it
dribble onto my neck and chin.
"I'm cumming too,"the man between my legs moaned and again I felt it hit
me. It
wasn't my stomach this time. The first splat of liquid moved all the way
across
my body and splattered against my chin. "God damn," he moaned as he leaned
forward, rubbing his slippery, slimy, nasty thing all over my slit. "The
little bitch loves it!" he yelled as he continued to push it across my bare
skin.
The man above me backed up, leaving a trail of stuff across my lips and
nose.
It was awful! I hated him!
"Well, look," her face is sticky again!" the man between my legs said as
he
leaned forward and his eyes came into contact with mine. "You will be
one fine
fuck some day little girl. For now, that is all you get."
"Why," I asked, softly questioning the men's actions. "Why," I asked again,
tears running down my cum splattered cheeks.
"Because," he said as he leaned as close to my face as he could.
"Because you
are a little slut and you will always be a little slut." Darkness was
beginning
to fall in the alley where I had been abused by these strangers. He took
his
cock from my abused pussy lips and put it back in his pants. "It would be
in
your best interest to keep your little trap shut cunt," he said as he
tucked his
shirt in. "You've got a reputation already and when everybody finds out
about
Johnny fucking your tight little cunt, everyone in town will know. Your
mommy
will know, your daddy will know. Hell," he said, "everyone in town will know
that you are a little cum slut!"
"Let's get out of here," one man said to the other and together they
walked away
and left me, my dress open, my panties lying on the pavement and my
backside all
scratched up from the wooden crate.
With the strength I had left, I struggled to butto my shirt and put my
panties
on. They felt scratchy against my tender skin but all I could think of
was to
get back home! I ran to the house as fast as I could. I heard mommy and
daddy
laughing inside as I stood outside the door. They were having a good time.
I
just couldn't spoil their fun.
"Debbie," I heard my daddy say as i walked in the door. "Did you get your
Brenda doll?"
"All sold out," I lied as I ran up the stairs and shut the door. Daddy
didn't
see the way that I looked. He didn't see the crumpled dress and the
scratches
on me. I just couldn't tell him and mommy.
I quickly showered and then dressed for bed and for the very first time
in my
life, I went to bed without kissing my daddy.
As I lay quietly in the room I thought about what had happened and what
I would
do about it. I would do just as I was doing now. I would lay here and think
about it and plan my next move. After all, I was a slut now. I was
destined to
be a toy for a man. I would have to learn to use it for my gain. I would
give
them what they wanted and they would give me what I needed.
"Good night mommy and daddy," I whipsered outloud as lay there, drifting
off to
dream land.
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Little Miss Sticky Kiss!
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