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CLAIRE IN NEW YORK (Mf, cons, young teen)
BY TONY TILLYER
After spending the whole night watching the soft porn channel on the
hotel TV, the 13-year-old withdrew her hand from her panties. Eventually
she decided to do something about the wet spot between her quivering
thighs. Roaming the streets so early in the morning she eventually
peered into the window of a sex shop in New York, at around 6:00am. The
girl, approximately 13 years old, with a head full of hormones, wearing
a soft pink mini-dress, white platformed trainers, a jean jacket and
pink lipstick was the last thing the shop owner expected to find
snooping around his establishment. The bright-eyed girl disappeared
suddenly, only to re-appear inside the shop, having broken in through
the toilet window. He confronts the diminutive girl, frowning and asks
if there is anything he can do for her. She looks up at him with sad
eyes as a plan formulates in her mind - he opens the inner door. The
teenager is beside herself looking for her 'lost puppy' and she thought
she saw it go in here... Her eyes widen at the selection of whips,
dildos, vibrators, books and magazines - she'd never seen anything like
this before. The owner quietly returns to the front of the shop and
locks the door. Whilst he's gone, she ambles around a corner and spots a
curious section entitled Nur Kinder, thinking it were a section
dedicated just to her.
Staring in disbelief, she grabs at a magazine. With the owner keeping
out of sight, she flicks through the pages. A beautiful blonde-haired
girl, about 7 years old, much younger than the demure young girl in the
mini-dress, is shown "looking after daddy" - a wrinkled old man with a
bloated stomach, towering over the naked, panty-clad girl, brandishing
what can only be described as a limp dick. The pictures get steadily
more erotic, developing into the unlikely pairing of the old man and the
little girl. The girl takes the old man's limp cock and blows it into
life before the last pages are dedicated to her improbable blowjob until
she can be seen on the back cover, downing the contents of a spent
condom, courtesy of her daddy. These were not contrived shots from a
studio, but home-made shots from a video. The girl in the shop grinned
at the last picture, committing the scene to memory before replacing it.
The next magazine held the girls interest a little longer - a
12-year-old girl could be seen alternating between sucking three men
with oversized genitals - that perked her up no end! Fuck, she needed to
get some of that! The magazine shots culminated into a 3-on-1 orgy, with
the little girl obviously wide-eyed on drugs, struggling very badly to
accommodate all the males in the shoot - not that the girl in the shop
would know that, and she was all for making up her own conclusions -
that girl had it lucky! After sampling a few more of the illegal
magazines, the lower racks, containing videos, caught the teenagers eye
and she bent down to get a good look, exposing her boyish frame under
her mini-dress in the process.
The owner, having returned, watched silently and was rewarded with a
view of the girls white panty-clad rounded bum, as her mini-dress rode
up her bent-over over body - almost like an opening scene from one of
his videos. He ambles forwards, as she sits on her haunches, studying
the labels on the videos -"Daddy's Girl", "Daddy's Best Friend", "The
Secret", "Lolita's Pet", "Crotch Girl", "Sniffer's Wet Dream" and
not-so-secretly rubbing her panty-clad crotch, which was certainly
puffing wetness by now! All the videos seem to be starring a different
girl - "Perhaps everybody does it?" She thinks, absentmindedly pushing
her hand into her tiny white-panty-clad crotch. She jumps up with a
start when the owner begins to speak "You like this section, little
girl?" Pulling her hand from her panties, she squeals, tugging her dress
down and gaining her composure, and eventually stammers "Ummm.. I dunno
really, …are these for real?" She backs up slightly, as the owner begins
to re-arrange the magazines she had just previewed. "I can put one on
for you, if you like -Would you like that?" He asks, flipping idly
through the videos until he eventually pulls one out, showing a tiny
girl, about 6-years-old, three men and a pony on the cover. "..C…Could
you?" she asks, staring at the plush, blue carpet of the store, her
buttocks visibly trembling at the thought of watching the torrid scenes.
"Sure, honey, why not? Follow me to the booths…" Trailing behind the
shopkeeper, he leads the youngster through the store, passing all manner
of contraptions and devices - leather, latex and lace items, chains and
whips, dolls and restraints. The girl takes in all the sights, pausing
to try out garments and contraptions onto her girlish frame. The
storekeeper returns and silently witnesses the 13-year-old trying on a
butterfly vibrator, over her white panties. "Do these things work?" She
asks, as if she were asking her father a question. Nonplused, the
storekeeper smiled back and showed her how to switch it on. The little
girl's face lit up when the device began to buzz across her panty-clad,
bald, pussy. "Ooohhh!" she sighed, "That's bloody great!". The
storekeeper continued to watch as the little girl was lost in her own
world for a few moments, grinding her buttocks up and down against the
device, pushing it harder against her underdeveloped labia. A few
minutes later, the girl opened her eyes and immediately blushed,
unstrapping the device and grinning sheepishly at the store keeper "I
guess it does work, yes?" he asks her, also grinning "Yes, sir, it
does!" grinned the girl as she continued to marvel at more contraptions,
her mind raced - "What do they DO with these things?" She mutters,
almost to herself She finds herself giggling at the restraint section,
with a blow-up doll strapped to the wall. The owner turns to see her in
a fit of laughter, her budding breasts bobbing up and down, in rhythm
with her girlish laugh. He smiles too and ushers her forwards, into a booth.
"Usually, you have to put money in that slot" he motions to a
coin-operated switch "But since we're not open yet, and I consider you
to be my special guest, young lady, I can bypass that system - You just
sit there and wait whilst I put the videos on" "Videos?" she asks, "I
only chose one…" - "Oh yes, there's no point in putting on just the one,
you have a set of buttons to change the channel there" he points out an
up and down button "It's a rocker switch, you can choose from 99
channels…" 99!!!! 99 channels of sex! The girl sits, excitedly awaiting
the video show, as he steps away from the booth. Within a minute, the
screen flickers into life, and a series of white flashes precede the
first titles on the video - "Carmen's Day Off" proclaims the screen, as
the sweating teenager settles back in the chair and looks around. The
cubicle is dark, save the light from the TV, and there is something akin
to a toilet roll holder to her right. On her left are the controls to
the channels and a curios hole in the wall. The screen before her is
reflected in a mirror, pointed to where she sits. A neat set-up, she
thinks, but worries a little about the door not locking. An out-of-focus
shot appears on the TV, and the teen settles down to watch her first
ever hard-core porn film. The shot becomes clearer and shows a girl of
about 12 quietly sleeping in bed. The camera zooms in on her face, as
her eyes open. "Good morning princess" A voice can be heard in the
background. "Do you now what day it is baby?" the voice continues "No
daddy…" the girls says, sleepily yawning as she wakes. "Today's Sunday,
my little angel - your day off…" You hear a zipper in the background and
a very large cock comes into shot, from behind the camera "So we have
the whole day to ourselves…" The girl in the booth sits, transfixed, as
the girl, without blinking, takes her father's rod in her mouth,
bringing up a hand to latch onto his wavering tool. The camera pans down
the bed, to show the girl under the duvet. The duvet is then whipped
away, to reveal the girl with her other hand between her legs, rubbing a
very large dildo across her bald fanny. The girl in the booth sits and
feels a tingling sensation in the pit of her stomach, as the girl
continues to suck on her daddy's cock, eventually kneeling on the bed,
to get a better grip. A voice from outside the cubicle brings the girl
back to reality - "All the other channels are on now, perhaps you want
to have a look around them?" The shopkeeper suggests, to which she
replies "Ummm, yeah, OK, I will, thanks…" not taking her eyes off of the
screen for a moment.
It can't possibly get better than this, thinks the inexperienced girl in
her pink mini-dress - other visions flash through her teenage mind as
'Carmen' gives her daddy his Sunday treat. She squirms around on the
latex-covered bench, her bum sweating and moist, as little Carmen is
rewarded by a slow-motion stream of her daddy's life giving juices over
her elated face. The screen then flickers again as a new scene, in the
bathroom, replaces the last. This time, daddy begins to piss on his
princess as she sits on the toilet, relieving herself. "Eeeww!" shrieks
the girl, and reaches for the channel changer.
At that precise moment, Channel 2 was reaching it's own climax - little
Davina is secretly humping her hand in the safety of her bedroom - a
real film taken by her daddy. She watches as Davina, barely 8-years-old,
groans and moans her way through her own orgasm, all in perfect focus
and colour. Directly afterwards, the camera is taken away from the
spy-hole and focuses on daddy's cock, spunking into a pair of panties in
his hand. "Dad's do that?" she asks herself, definitely hot under the
collar now. The horny little girl finds herself rubbing a budding
breast, as she switches to Channel 3…
…which is a little confusing at first - an out-of-focus shot in a
stable, which pans down the flank of a horse, to find a tiny girl, sat
naked on a milking stool, staring up at the horses pulsating cock. A
gasp escapes the teenagers mouth as the girl stands under the horse,
wrapping her arm around the cock, licking at the heavy balls.
Transfixed, she watches as the horse humps forwards, the girl hanging on
to it's rapidly extending cock. She giggles as the horse stumbles around
the stall, unable to dislodge her. Eventually she lets go of the cock,
under instruction, sits back on the stool and grabs at the huge tool. In
the booth, the girls own hand has found it's way down inside her
mini-dress, delving into soaked knickers, as she stares at the screen. A
shout can be heard in the background of the film "Grab it, baby, go on -
Grab it!" The girl rushes forwards, wrapping both arms around the horse
dick as it explodes over her torso. She gasps as the girl laughs at the
torrent of cum splashing on her little white floral dress. Daddy then
steps forwards and offers his own, modest cock to the girl, which she
takes in her mouth immediately. "Jeez!" thinks the girl in the booth -
"Dad's really are special…!" The torrent of horse cum begins to subside,
as daddy's own dick bursts into life. Animal spunk dribbles down the
girls face, dripping from her dress and splashing on the stall floor, as
her daddy explodes in her face. Finding this so arousing the girl whips
off her white panties, and hitches up her dress, flicking at her tiny
clit, face almost pressed up to the mirror. Two cameras whir into life
in the control room of the shop, and the sweating teenagers every move
is recorded, from behind the two-way mirror and behind the latex-covered
bench…
Flicking through more channels, she settles back to watch a curious
scene in an apartment, where a young woman is strapped to a bed and her
husbands buddies are allowed to do virtually anything with her. It
proclaims her as "experimental" but from the look on her blindfolded
face, it would seem that she is not enjoying the experiment. She
continues to watch, delving into her crotch every now and again, as at
least 15 men hump the prostate body in rapid succession, spunk dribbling
from every orifice. The girls mind goes into overdrive as a dog is
latched onto the strapped-down lady. Without noticing, she begins to
whisper "Go on, fuck her boy, fuck her goooood…" The dogs legs become a
blur as the woman winces and cry's. Soon the dogs knot begins to expand
and the trussed woman begs the man to get him off (or out?) - the
teenager in the booth was busy with her own hand which had become a blur
between her legs. The husband scoots around the front and stuffs his
cock into the woman's mouth to stop her screaming. "That's right, shut
the bitch up…" her voice hoarse and throaty, "Fuck her good…. Fuck,
fuck, fuck.." She kneels across the bench and reaches under her tiny
body, flashing her fingers in her own sopping teen cunt, eyes glued to
the screen. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices some movement on
the side wall, and spots a large cock poking through the hole…
The terrified, horny little girl stops almost immediately, and ponders
the situation for a while, not quite sure what a girl is to do in these
situations. "Suck it baby…" A voice, belonging to the shop owner,
whispers urgently through the wall. "Suck my dick!" Her mind races as
she approaches the throbbing member, faceless, at the hole. Her eyes fix
on the cock as her hand reaches out to touch the hot rod. Her other hand
remains firmly fixed between her legs, spread lewdly for the hidden
camera. The girls head edges forwards, breathing hot air across the
glands of the cock-head. It twitches, sensing her breath, as she puckers
her lips into a perfect little "O", her hand working overtime between
sweaty legs. As soon as her mouth touches the cock, it's springs
upwards, almost taking the horny little girl by surprise. The voice
begins again… "Look at the screen, baby…" Her eyes turn to the TV mirror
and her eyes widen at the sight - it's a live transmission of them in
the booths, taken from above, between the two cubicles. She can see her
own, sweaty, sucking body and that of the shopkeeper at the other side
of the partition. So completely perverse is the scene that she sucks
harder on the cock in the wall, watching intently the reactions at the
other side. She looks up at the shopkeepers face and notices he is
watching the TV too - probably the same channel! This turns the tiny
girl on even more and her sucking continues, taking more and more of the
cock-meat each time. All of a sudden, she hears a clunk as something
lands next to her. A large, double-pronged vibrator rolls along the
bench to her thigh, which she grasps at immediately. Within seconds the
vibrator is put to work buzzing along her hairless fanny, as she
continues to suck the shopkeeper.
Reaching over to the channel changer, she flicks around, not content
with watching herself. Various sex acts flash on the screen before she
settles for a woman strapped under a donkey. Her head is facing the same
way as the donkey, with her naked butt directly in front of it's sex
organ. The perverted little teenager twists her head to get a better
look and the cock pops out of her mouth with an audible "plop!" The
donkey is paraded around a yard, with the helpless female dangling
underneath, and the girls mind wanders through the fantasy. Quick as a
flash, the scene returns to a stall as another woman begins to arose the
donkey. After the animal cock is sufficiently inflated, it is placed at
the lips of the burbling girl. Scooting around in the booth the heated
teen places the shopkeepers cock next to her flaming, virgin hole. At
the first thrust of the donkey, she sits back on the cock in the wall,
wailing as it enters her sopping, tight sex. The shopkeeper, alarmed at
the situation, almost pulls out… "Stay there, you fucker!" screams the
sex-demented teenager, as the woman on screen screams too. With each new
stroke on screen, she forces her pert butt up against the cubicle wall,
imagining being impaled on the donkeys huge cock - the shopkeepers cock
digging deeper and deeper into her each time. She builds up a rhythm as
the woman's rape continues, slapping her hind quarters onto the engorged
cock. Within moments, the shopkeeper shouts across the wall "I'm gonna
come, little girl…" The girl panics, knowing what might happen if he
does. "Not yet, you fuck…." Too late, as his cock spasms in her tiny,
gaping hole. She pushes away from the spurting cock and immediately
turns around, eyes still on the screen, as the donkey gives the wailing
girl a surprise of it's own. The woman's voice reaches fever pitch as
the donkey climaxes inside her. A noise not unlike a ripping fart can be
heard on screen as the little girls mouth latches, once again, onto the
spurting cock in the booth. Her boyish face and bobbed hair are covered
in spunk as the poor woman on screen is fucked senseless.
The cock in her mouth grows placid and the shopkeeper withdraws it from
the hole. "But I haven't come yet…" she informs him, almost pleading.
"Don't worry little girl" he answers, "…you will…" His voice trails off
as he disappears out of the cubicle. She continues to watch the screen
as the girl is untied from the donkey, animal jizz spurting out of her
extended cunt hole…
Several other videos are passed by the sex-hungry teenager, until she
stops at another curious scene - A young girl strapped to a table,
bawling her eyes out. The camera moves around the table, zooming on her
tied-down feet and pans up the body of the unfortunate girl. Nearing her
upper thigh, the camera moves across her body, to reveal a live eel,
squirming between the girls buttocks. The voice, off-screen, explains
that the eel has been trained to search for a source of salt, which the
poor young girl seems to be bathed in. The eel does it's best to get
inside the girls body, squelching and squirming, doing it's best to get
into her tight hole. The girl in the cubicle finds this not only
amusing, but bursts into laughter as the young girl on screen passes out
then flicks the switch again.
After a series on non-eventful screens, the teenager once again stops at
an obvious favourite - A daddy and his little girl performing for the
camera. This was no ordinary show, though. The girl in this film
certainly did not appreciate her fathers administrations, and said so -
directly to the camera. "You dirty old fucker, leave me alone, fucking
shit head!" she screamed, as her father approached, brandishing his cock
before him. The girls cries were muffled by the seemingly large cock
entering the girls throat, when she became suddenly passive. Her father
turned to the camera and spoke directly to it -"The only way I can get
her to shut the fuck up…" he shrugged, as the girl continued to slurp
and lick at his dick.
The shopkeeper returns and knocks at the cubicle door. "You OK in
there?" he asks, a little concerned. "Umm, yeah, I suppose" answers the
girl, not sure if she really was. Her sweating, lithe, young body, legs
spread on the bench, half naked, with her mini-dress rolled over her
boyish, slender hips, was dying to cum. "Can you help me out here?" He
asks, a little louder this time. "Umm, hang on a second…" she replies,
grasping in the cubicle for her panties. "OK, I'll wait" he answers,
almost to himself. Re-dressing and smoothing down her mini-dress,
unaware of the spunk dribbling down her face and hair, she steps from
the cubicle, lipstick smeared across her features, as the shopkeeper
aims what looks like a bottle of perfume at her sweating body, mumbling
"Beautiful… just beautiful…" before spraying the chloroform in her face…
She awakes to find herself strapped in a very dark place. There was a
restraint across her forehead and chin, holding her mouth open as her
head was strapped onto the wall of another cubicle in the store. With
her hands forced through holes leading to other cubicles, and her
backside and legs poking out of another, her four-way treat was ready.
She tries to speak, but without lip movement it sounds like a throaty
request. The first customers of the day file into the cubicles,
expecting a floor show. Instead, each is treated to a film on the TV
above the trapped girls respective body parts - where her mouth is
situated, a split screen shows her arse being mauled and oiled, whilst
the other side shows her and the shopkeeper - taken by the security
cameras earlier, giving the punter the idea to stick his dick in. Above
each hand, once again the split screen shows her arse and legs, whilst
the other side shows a 6-year-old girl wanking off her daddy - that's
the idea! There is no TV above the bonded girls torso - just an
assortment of tools and lotions, which her body must deal with, one at a
time. Her senses are working overtime as each part of her anatomy is
dealt with separately by a group of perverts in the seediest sex shop in
New York.
She isn't allowed the luxury of a scream as a knobbly dildo is forced up
her teenaged, oiled puffy lips, because her mouth is being invaded by a
long, veiny, thin cock. Her hands are literally strapped to two very
different sized cocks, on either side of her, behind a wall. Her body
convulses as each man takes his pleasure from her tiny body. The
shopkeeper arrives at the false wall and graciously wipes the flowing
snot from the trussed little girls nose, just before the first deposit
of spunk splatters into her mouth. Gagging, the poor girl almost looses
it completely, her legs buckling at the other side of the wall, as her
mouth is filled with a strangers cum. She tries to wail, as a perverted
man inserts 3 fingers into her pert bum, smearing oil over her legs and
puffed-up pussy. The shopkeeper smiled an evil smile, knowing all of
this was being caught on video in each booth, and from above also. He
would make a lot of money out of this little honey.
The day continues in much the same way - punters come and go, spreading
the news of the booths across New York. There is a queue at both ends of
the young teenagers body, some electing to try and force their dicks
beside another punters, in her grossly distended hole, as she tries in
vain to scream. The shopkeeper, always one to notice a fast buck when he
saw it, sold special tickets to punters, to allow them to visit the
unlucky victim between the walls, where they would promptly empty their
sacks, showering the 13-year-old's sweaty body with their cum. Towards
the end of the day, after 200 plus punters have abused her body, the
girl is set free of her bounds and offered some food, which she refuses,
her stomach already distended with spent cum. She throws up and, falling
spread-eagled on the floor, passes out.
After sleeping a few hours, the girl awakes in a darkened room, bound to
a plush chair. Her legs are spread wide and tied to the arms on the
chair, as are her arms, her head is tied backwards, facing almost
vertical. A voice she recognizes as the shopkeepers comes from the
darkness "Hello, little girl, glad you could make it…" The girl, almost
senseless, gurgles as her tongue, bloated and throbbing, tries to allow
her to speak. "Oh, you seem to have a problem with speech - that must be
the serum I injected into your tongue - I'm afraid you won't be able to
talk for some time, my little precious…" The shopkeeper chuckled to
himself and continued "What we have found out, however, is that your
name is Clare isn't it…?" The girls eyes widen, wondering where his
information was coming from "And you've come over to New York to visit
some friends, but they don't know where you are, because you decided to
look around the City by yourself - Not a very clever idea, was it…?" The
voice steadied and spoke again "Well, Clare, this is where you get your
punishment, baby…" The lights go up and Clare finds herself strapped
into a cinema chair, as naked as the day she was born. She begins to cry
as the cinema fills up with yet more punters, before her eyes are
blindfolded.
Over the sound of zippers and slapping cocks, Clare hears a girls voice
-clear, but far, far away… "Clare? Is that you…? Mffffmfmmffmm….slap!
slap! slap!" Another voice, closer now, whispers in your ear "How do you
think we got to know who you are, Clare…?" Clare's brain is far from
coherent, but she has no choice but to listen, as the voice continues…
"…Your sister came looking for you - not bad for an 11-year-old is she…?"
Clare stifles back more tears as various cocks are slipped into her tiny
mouth, spewing their respective seed straight down her throat.
Eventually, she is hauled up from the chair and laid on a couch, her
head propped up by a pillow. Her sisters voice becomes apparent again,
as she feels a weight being dropped onto her face. "Now, Clare, the nice
men of the audience would like to see how well you can get on with your
sister - you understand, don't you?" Her mind numb and broken, Clare
nods her head as her sisters chubby backside is placed over her mouth.
Her arms are released and immediately snake around her pre-teen sisters
thighs, her tongue still swollen and bloated, she delves into the crotch
before her. "Clare, it's me, Clare, Toni!" Clare's mind fogs over as she
tries to respond "Uhu!" is all she can manage, flicking the tiny labia
before her. Toni, for her part, was hog tied above Claire, suspended
from a contraption on the make-shift stage. Toni's legs were held apart
by 2 ropes and her face also remained blindfolded throughout her ordeal.
After a couple of minutes, the truss is lowered, making Toni almost do
the splits over Claire's head. Shuffling can be heard on the stage, as
Toni's mouth is pried open by a particularly large dick, her sisters
hole once again the victim of another punter.
Both girls service punters for the next 3 hours, as Clare is forced to
suck her little sisters tiny bald cunt. The climax of the show comes
when a Rottweiler is introduced into Toni's tiny hole, rutting her very
painfully into unconsciousness. All the while, Claire is forced to
watch, in silence, as her virgin pre-teen sister is violated by an
animal with attitude. Clare's head is then forced forwards to capture
the spunk dripping from her bleeding sister's fanny, as the dog releases
Toni from it's knot-hold. Both girls are eventually re-dressed and
pushed back out into the street, at approximately 10:00pm.
Cold, sore and in a lot of pain, the girls make it back to their hotel,
where they explain to their parents that they got lost and eventually
found their way back. Concerned for their safety, their mother asks them
if they are OK, and both girls reply, weakly, that they are tired and
need to sleep. Sore and spunk-filled to the brim, the teenager and her
younger sister fall into a deep sleep…
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