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 Girl on a Bike
   By Romany
   (M/g)
  
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Warning: This story contains graphic depiction of sex between an adult male
and a preteen girl.  It is fiction and as such, fantasy.  If you are under
18, close this story.
   Any similarities to persons living or dead are purely coincidental. 
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   As the rain began to pelt down, the kids scattered in all directions. 
The girl wheeled back under the joining overhang of the two apartment
villas for shelter.  He assumed she would shelter with the girl and boy
from the apartment opposite his door.  He quickly turned and walked to the
top of the stairs to the ground floor and tentatively moved down the stairs
until the narrow floor to ceiling window beside the door came into view. 
He stopped when he saw the bike.  Half sitting on the next stair down, he
caught a glimpse of her supporting it.  She had not gone in with the girl
and boy he knew lived opposite.  Instead she was going to wait out the
storm under the overhang of the two buildings.  Luke sat and watched her
through the vertical window.  She was moving around and he realized she was
putting the bike on its stand, and then she was out of view and only the
bike was visible.  She must have walked to the edge of the overhang and be
standing watching the rain pelt down.  There was a clap of distant thunder
and she quickly appeared beside the bike once more.  He couldn't see her
face as she was too far forward to be completely visible in the window. 
But she wheeled back on hearing a second clap of thunder and he saw the
worried look on her face.  She turned into the middle of the overhanging
shelter, past his door, and he knew she was trying to be as far from open
ground as possible; as if it made her safe.  He stood and walked to the
door and opened it, turning to look at her.  She was clearly worried by the
storm and she turned to look to see who had come to the door with a
concerned look on her face.  Luke noted the temperature had dropped rapidly
and he felt the chill on his bare legs below his robe.
   "Are you OK?" he asked showing concern for her.
   Her face brightened when she realized it was somebody concerned for her
but then showed concern again; brought on by her predicament of having no
real shelter from the rapid change in the weather.  At first she shook her
head and then slowly nodded.
   "It's scary," she said with a nervous laugh.
   "It's also gotten very cold," he said looking either side of the
building overhang, to the grass area and then the access road at the rear.
"You'd best come inside and shelter until this storm passes...it will pass
soon," he said with a smile.
   She looked at her bike and then moved slowly towards him.  Though she
wasn't about to argue against the offer of shelter, she was clearly worried
about leaving her bike.
   "Bring your bike," he said warmly.  "We can leave inside her in the
corridor to the garage.
   "She nodded appreciatively and wheeled the bike in as he had suggested;
putting it on the stand in the middle of the short corridor to the garage.
   "Come up and get warm he said, and stepped aside to let her precede him
up the stairs to the living area.
   As she walked slowly up the stairs, he looked at her thighs under the
dress, slowing a step or two further behind and stooping so he could almost
see her butt.  The legs were slim and yet firm and shapely given her
probable age of eleven or twelve.  Tanned and with firm muscle tone.  He
blushed when he realized what he was doing; trying to get a peak at
preteens panties.  She reached the first floor and moved into the living
area and looked around.  As he joined her at the top of the stairs, he
could see she was now clearly pleased with what she saw and appeared to
relax quickly.
   "Sit down he smiled.  "Would you like a soda...a cookie?" he asked.
   She nodded and smiled warmly at his offer and then she did a double
take, realizing he wore a robe.  Was he naked underneath?
   "Haven't had time to shower and dress.  I Slept in," he chuckled seeing
her eyes on his robe; and he quickly turned and went to the kitchen area to
get her the soda and cookies.
   "What's your name?" he called from the Kitchen.
   "Evelyn...but people call me Evie," she answered brightly.
   Another loud clap of thunder and he heard her gasp in fright; the storm
was now getting closer.  She sat on the couch and waited for him to return
with the soda and cookies.  Feeling warmer now she was out of the quickly
cooling air outside.
   "I'm Luke," he said returning with two sodas and a plate of cookies and
handed her a Coke and a cookie.
   He placed the plate of cookies on the small table in front of the
leather settee and took one for himself.  They munched cookies together and
sipped their sodas.  He asked her if she lived on in the community and she
shook her head and said she lived not quite two miles away.  She was
chatting casually how she had come to his apartment community to visit with
a black kid named Jamal, who lived here and was in her class at school;
biking from her home to get here.  She did not know most of the other kids
from the community which is why she never joined in the game of soccer that
had started amongst the children.  And when the storm came, Jamal had
overlooked the fact she was here, fleeing to his apartment and leaving her
on the other side of the grassy common outside Luke's apartment villa.  She
had scuttled for shelter outside Luke's main entrance trying to protect her
new blue bike from the rain, when Luke opened the door.  As she told this
story to Luke, she was felt excited about being here with him.  She had
seen him looking at her from his balcony as he watched the kids and sipped
his coffee, and she was intrigued by his interest as he stared at her; and
she somewhat enjoyed his interest.  She was learning that as her body
slowly changed as puberty neared, that men were interested in her;
particularly since her boobs had started to show.
   "Help yourself to the cookies," he said with a smile.
   As she looked away and reached for another cookie he quickly slipped the
knot on the tie of robe undone with a hand while slipping his other along
the back of the settee behind her.  He gently spread his legs slightly and
the robe fell open.  Upon looking back as she took a cookie and leaned back
on the settee, she opened her eyes in amazement as she saw his hairy groin
and stiff cock exposed as the robe seemed to mysteriously have come open.
And he sat with a silly grin on his face and she saw he was hard and
wondered how that had happened.  She not realizing carnal thoughts were
running through his mind as he stared at her while she talked, and mentally
stripped away the short sleeve blouse and the training bra visible
underneath it; wondering what he prepubescent boobs looked like.  He had
recalled the firmness of the backs of her thighs under the short blue skirt
as she walked upstairs ahead of him.  Most importantly though she was
pretty; with long wavy dark hair tied back behind her head near the top. 
He had mentally labeled her jail bait; desirous to fuck but certain jail if
ever caught.  He wasn't thinking beyond what it would be like to fuck her.
He was too stupid to consider the possibility of being caught if he made a
pass at her and went too far.  He was too stupid to realize the dangerous
nature of exposing himself this way.  What if she panicked and screamed
blue murder.  But she didn't.  His stupidity matched by hers.  She had an
excuse which was her age.
   She gazed at the erect cock, open mouthed with surprise at his audacity
and the strong attraction she felt at wanting to study the cock;
conflicting emotions.  Should she pull away in disgust or simply play out
whatever was to happen.  The erect cock wasn't entirely foreign to her. 
She'd witnessed her sister's boyfriend's erection when the pair had had sex
in the bedroom Evelyn and he sister shared, one day when the pair believed
she was out of the house.  But she'd never seen a male penis quite this
close before and her sister's seventeen year old boyfriend's cock looked
small in comparison.
   "Touch it Evie," Luke whispered?  "Take it in your hand...go on...you
know you want to," he crooned as his hand moved to the nape of her neck.
   She trembled at his touch, surprised his hand was behind her on the
settee back.  It was a nice feeling and not one that alarmed her as he
lightly massaged her neck.  Flicking her hair over her shoulder she placed
the soda she was holding on the floor in front of the settee and slowly she
reached for the cock as she turned more towards him on the seat.  She
glanced nervously at him, and as he nodded his encouragement, she wrapped
her hand around it and slowly began to jack him.  She had never done this
before but she had often thought about boys and men and their penises.  At
twelve she was aware of the basic fundamentals of sex between men and women
and knew hand jobs and blowjobs were a big part of it.  Evelyn got the hang
of it quickly and she sat and watched her hand sliding up and down the big
cock; the head appearing and disappearing as the foreskin slid over it as
it became slick with precum.  Luke eased further back in the settee as he
settled to enjoy the girl's action and his hand lightly stroked her hair
and caressed the nape of her neck.  She glanced at him occasionally and saw
the look of satisfaction on his face.  She felt good about this.  After
awhile he moved and squirmed as he felt frustrated at her stroking.  She
had no idea what rhythm a man enjoyed; only men really knew, from the hours
furtively jacking their own cocks from a young age.  He placed his hand
over hers and whispered "like this" and he set the rhythm and pressured her
hand to grip him tighter.  She felt a little disappointed she was obviously
not doing it correctly so she obeyed his instruction and soon he began
lifting his hips in rhythm to the hand sliding over the cock.
   "Oh God Evie...that's wonderful," he gasped and he shoved his hips up to
meet her hand.
   She gripped him tighter and her hand flew up and down and he shoved his
hips up one last time as he leaned into the settee back and groaned and
gasped out loud as he shot several strong spurts of cum into the air; the
first three blasts hitting the top of the small table in front of the
settee.  The remainder weakening blasts hitting the carpet with the last
spurt landing on his ankle.  Evelyn slowly jacked the cock realizing he had
finished and she noted the last weak oozing of semen from the eye in the
cockhead and it slithered over her clenched fingers.  She instinctively
pulled her hand off the cock and looked at the smear of semen on her index
finger.  With a goofy grin, Luke took her hand and licked the cum away. 
She opened her eyes in surprise at his actions and he winked at her and
smacked his lips as if it were a delicacy.
   "M-m-m-m....tasty," he grinned and licked her hand again.  "You'll come
to get used to it and see for yourself," he said with a grin and tapped her
lightly on the nose.
   Evelyn felt a shiver of apprehension at his words but she smiled weakly
and nodded; not believing she could bear to taste it although she knew it
was common to swallow when giving oral sex.  Fortunately the hand job saw
the cum not go near her mouth.  Evelyn felt more pleased than disconcerted
about what happened.  She knew it was very wrong yet many months of
wondering about sex and where her first sexual experience would come from
had allowed her to be seduced into the hand job.  The exposing of his cock
seemed accidental enough.  Sitting next to her and asking about her and
where she came from.  Learning her family was originally from Puerto Rico
and as the youngest of three she was born in the US; with her older sister
and brother immigrating as infants with their parents.  Her brother worked,
as they could not afford him to go to college.  Her sister was sixteen and
at high school.  Both her mother and father worked Saturday's and her big
sister was meant to be her babysitter but usually ignored the girl in favor
of her own friends; or boyfriend who sometimes called despite her being
forbidden by their parents to have him around.  It was on a number of these
clandestine visits Evelyn had witnessed the pair having sex.
   "So she knows you have come over here to see Jamal?" he had asked.
   "Probably not," she answered with a polite sneer that showed she had
little regard for her sister's sense of responsibility.  "She would have
heard what I said but not listened."
   Following the delight of his release at the young girl's hand, Luke
leaned towards her and embraced her and soon he had taken her head gently
in his hands and he kissed her.  She had never been kissed before but she
wondered about it and obviously understood the raw mechanics.  She allowed
him to kiss her eagerly and she felt warm and satisfied that this was nice
and OK for her.  She quickly got the hang of it and soon the kissing was
becoming more natural for her.  Their lips meshing and his nipping at hers
as their tongues pushed back and forth in each other's mouth.  Evelyn was
enjoying this immensely and so when he eased her backwards and along the
couch, she pulled him with her to maintain the kiss.  She only broke the
kiss when his hand slid up her inner thigh and he placed it firmly on her
sex.  She pulled her head back in surprise and disbelief he had done this,
and pushed his hand away quickly.
   "Don't," she said, her face covered in a frown.  "I don't want you to."
   "It's OK Evie," he whispered.  "You did it for me, I can do it for you
sweetie."
   She regarded him suspiciously as his hand massaged her plump mound and
as his words filtered into her befuddled brain, naively she saw the logic
of his words; as if she was owed something yet she felt uncomfortable about
the hand that had felt her sex through her cotton panties.  His hand went
back between her legs and he groped her once more.
   "Don't," she said firmly pushing at his arm, and she felt the tears well
in her eyes and she started to cry.
   He pulled back immediately, realizing she wasn't going to go along with
him groping her.  It was OK for her to handle him but he had to concede he
virtually threw himself at her.
   "It's OK Evie...sshhh...sshhh..." he said stroking her face.  "It's OK,
don't cry sweetie...I understand...you're not ready...I won't do anything
you don't want to do," he said in an almost whining voice, now worried she
was upset and a little scared she might regret the hand job and become
hysterical.
   Luke calmed her down and allowed her to sit up.  He got her some Kleenex
and she wiped her eyes and blew her nose.  Another clap of thunder right
overhead and she cringed and drew back against the crook of the arm and
back of the settee.  He sat with her and placing an arm around her, he
comforted her.  He knew enough about her domestic situation to realize that
with the entire summer holidays ahead of her, she was going to be
unsupervised quite often.  There was more to work on with her.  He could
afford to wait.  The rain was pelting down now and he stood and walked to
the door to the balcony and watched it pouring.  It was a summer storm and
he knew it would pass quickly.  Turning he headed towards the stairs to the
next floor where the bedrooms were.
   "I need to have my shower," he said with a smile.  "Turn the TV on if
you like, I won't be long."
   She nodded at him and leaned for the TV remote control he had indicated
on the small table in front of the settee when he spoke.  After he had gone
up the stairs, she realized she needed another remote to change the cable
channel.  She found the cable box remote and surfed the cable channels and
settled on a rerun of George Lopez; the Hispanic comedian's sitcom that her
family always watched.  Luke shaved and showered.  He thought about the hot
little girl downstairs and despite her recent hand job, he jacked himself
feverishly and sagged at the knees as he came; the semen sluicing in globs
down the drain.  He dressed and went back downstairs noting the rain was
nearly stopped now, and the sun was trying to shine.
   "Are you going to stay and play with the kids when they come back?" Luke
asked cheerfully.
   She glanced out the door to the balcony and the realizing the storm was
nearly past; she turned and shook her head.
   "No...I should go home now.  Renata will wonder where I am if I am gone
too long," she said seriously.
   "Is Renata your sister?" he asked.
   She nodded.
   "OK...good idea.  With the school holidays coming up you want to keep in
good with her," he grinned.  "Big sisters can be a pain sometimes.  Best to
keep them happy," he said.
   She stood up and looked at the top of the stairs.
   "Well I'd better go," she said with a smile.
   "Will you come back?" he asked expectantly.
   "I'm...I'm not sure.  I shouldn't...really" she said.
   "That's a pity...I thought we got on very well," Luke said looking
disappointed.
   "We did," she laughed nervously.
   "I'll walk you down and help with your bike," he said now starting to
feel a little nervous about what had happened.
   She was about to walk out his apartment and he had no control over who
she would see or what she might say.  As he followed her down the stairs he
began to feel decidedly sick about what had happened.  At the bottom she
turned into the short corridor and took the bike off the stand.  She
started to back it up to the door as he opened it and she pushed the back
wheel out first.  As she was half out with the bike, he took the handle
bars and stopped her.  She looked up in alarm.
   "So Evelyn...Evie...we had a good time...you agreed that" he said a
little tentatively.
   "Yes...I guess," she said a little suspiciously as to why he had stopped
her leaving.
   "Ah...it's just that...well perhaps you shouldn't tell anyone you came
here...or what we did," he said looking at her questioningly.
   She shook her head firmly.
   "No...I won't say I was here...or what happened.  I know we could get
into trouble," she said looking at him intently.
   "Not your sister, not Jamal...friends at school...nobody," he said
firmly.  "Not even at confession," he added thinking she was most likely
Catholic.
   "Nobody," she repeated.  "We could get into trouble."
   "Yes we could," Luke responded, emphasizing the `we'.
   Best she think they were both wrong; not just him, as he knew the law
would see it if it ever got out.
   "We're cool then," he said and pushed a fist to her.  She touched her
fist to his with a broad grin.
   "We cool," she giggled.
   "OK sweetie...that's great," he grinned, feeling a little better now.
   He let the handle bars of the bike go and she backed out of the door
completely and wheeled it towards the access road which was to the rear of
the building.  He peered after her and saw her mount the bike and pedal
away.  Lifting one hand to wave; not looking back yet knowing he was
watching her leave.  Luke quickly looked around to see if anyone might have
seen her leave and satisfied the area was still deserted, despite the rain
having stopped, he closed the door quickly and went back upstairs to the
living area.  He sat on the settee and pondered what had happened.  It
started to sink in to Luke that now she was gone, anything could happen. 
He had no control over who she might talk to despite her saying she
wouldn't tell.  What if she had pangs of remorse and needed to talk to
someone?  He felt very uneasy about the whole affair now and for the rest
of the day he worried as he went about his chores.  The feeling of
impending dread lessened as the days slipped by and after fully two weeks,
Luke was starting to feel a lot better.  Reminiscing about the sweet young
Hispanic preteen jacking him off; recalling the surprising firmness of her
mound under her panties, and generally remembering how pretty she was. 
These thoughts came back into his frequent jack-off sessions and her image
came to dominate as his conscience let the guilt slip away.  Jacking off
was the only release he was having as he remained celibate to deliberately
avoided his clique of buddies because of the likely presence of his
ex-girlfriend, Lisa.  The word was she had a new boyfriend and when she
first introduced him to their group; she kept asking where Luke was.  He
got feedback on her new boyfriend and guessed she wanted to rub it in that
she didn't need him anymore.  He could do without that sort of shit.  So he
continued his low profile, and as a result, self imposed celibacy.
   ***
   Luke started a typical Saturday by rising after nine and making coffee
to sip as he would lean on his balcony and soak up the morning air.  As he
came into the living room from the upstairs bedroom, he saw a group of kids
across the grassy area, standing in a huddle at the junction of two of the
villas opposite.  He stopped in his tracks.  Standing to one side because
of her bike, was Evelyn.  Not actually talking with the kids but clearly
with them and listening intently.  He walked towards the sliding door to
the balcony and peered between the open slats of the vertical blinds at the
group.  He pulled the blinds completely open and smiled as he saw her look
up.  She had seen the blinds drawn back and saw him standing behind the
glass door.  None of the other kids had been distracted by the movement,
some sixty or seventy feet away, and carried on their animated discussion.
Luke raised a hand discretely and waved.  There was a pause as she glanced
at the kids and then back at him, and he saw one hand on the handlebars
raise the fingers.  Subtle, yet it was a clear response to his wave. 
Grinning at this small gesture of greeting, he turned and went and made
morning coffee.  He returned to the balcony and his heart sank as he saw
she had left the group and he could not see her.  He scanned the line of
identical villas that formed a rough semi-circle, with the grassy area in
the middle.  At the end of the line of adjoining villas directly opposite,
there was a gap and then the beginning of another string of the villas
which were nominally the top of the semi-circle.  He saw her just leaving
the open gap and obviously heading around so she was approaching his
direction.  His hearted fluttered in excitement.  She was coming around to
his side.  He placed his coffee on the small table and walked down the
stairs, stopping a couple of steps short of the bottom; and he waited,
peering through the narrow vertical strips of glass between the door jamb
and the adjacent wall.  She appeared outside his door in a few moments and
peered in through the window.  She saw him sitting on the stairs and beamed
at him.  He opened the door quickly and smiled back.
   "Hi Evie...it's so good to see you again," he began.  "I missed you."
   "I missed you to," she said a little tentatively; as if she shouldn't
admit it.
   "Can you come in for awhile?" he asked cautiously; not wanting to appear
presumptive or eager.
   She looked ahead and checked the kids opposite were off to the left so
hidden by the end of Luke's villa as she stood in the path outside his
door. She couldn't see them, they couldn't see her.  She nodded quickly and
with a furtive glance back across the grassy area to confirm she couldn't
see her friends; she turned the wheel of her bike into the doorway and
wheeled it in to park it on its stand in the short corridor to the garage.
As she approached to go up the stairs, Luke having closed and locked the
door, she smiled nervously at him.
   "Still haven't showered," she said with a nervous giggle.
   "Lazybones on a Saturday," he answered; knowing it was a reference to
his robe and not any suggestion he might be a little funky from bed.
   Certainly he had masturbated several times since retiring the night
before and he was aware of the sickly sweet odor of past ejaculations.  As
he followed her up the stairs he gazed at her tight butt in the tight knee
length jeans she wore; her tanned calves with her tight skin a flawless
picture of perfection.  She wore a long-sleeved white blouse with small
flaring of the cuffs and he could see her bra strap through the material.
Her dark hair was done similar to the last time; a gathering of some of the
long tresses near the top of the back of her head and lightly clasped, with
the body of hair below the loose pony tail fanned out on her shoulders.  He
licked his lips crudely, realizing she was incredibly alluring and he was
desperate to get her hand around his cock which was stirring with his
carnal thoughts.  At the top of the stairs she turned into the lounge and
glanced back and smiled seeing he was checking her out.  She walked to
stand in front of his settee and then turned to face him as he approached.
   "I did miss you heaps," he said and her eyes opened wide as he took her
in his arms and kissed her.
   She melted as soon as she got over the pleasant shock of his impulsive
kiss.
   "I missed you to," she gasped as he finally broke the kiss; and as if to
illustrate how much, she snaked a hand inside his robe and found his cock
which was almost completely erect having been stimulated by his embracing
her as they kissed.
   She managed the hand job way better this time.  At first he had her sit
on the edge of the settee and jack him as he stood in front.  The robe
having been released fully and hanging open.  She was enthralled at his
cock and balls and his entire hairy groin in general and he smiled watching
the look of wonder on her face as she quite expertly flicked her hand up
and down his rigid cock.  When he got close he eased her back by pressuring
her wrist and then he switched places.  She bent and kneeled on the floor
for comfort between his spread knees as he sat on the settee, and worked
the cock as before.  Her face was an expression of awe for his hard cock,
and her tongue poking between her lips in concentration.  He couldn't stall
her twice and soon began to move his hips and gently nudge her hand to
increase pressure and adjust the rhythm.  She sensed his oncoming
ejaculation and with perfect timing, she leaned away as Luke gasped and
bucked his hips several times as his cum flew in a series of long spurts
which caught the table in front of them.  Much better than that first time
as most of the cum splattered the table top and then finally a couple of
smears on the carpet dangerously close to her leg; and then the slow ooze
of the last drops as she milked him deliberately.  The cum slithering out
and down onto the top of her index finger wrapped around the cock.  She
giggled nervously and pulled her hand off and saw the thin string of cum
between his cock head and her finger.  She twisted her hand and broke the
slimy string and then inspected the small amount of semen on her finger. 
She smelled it tentatively and seeing her fascination with it, he took her
wrist and moved her fingers to her face.  She looked up in alarm as the
finger grazed her lip before she could stop him.
   "Try it," he said softly.  "It's safe...it won't harm you."
   She looked uncertain and pushed her hand back as if to view the small
smear of semen better.
   "Girls do it all the time," he said softly but barely containing his
excitement to see her taste his cum.  After all, the next logical step was
to get her to go down on him and hopefully take his cum and swallow.  With
a look of apprehension Evelyn lightly touched the finger to her mouth and
prodded it with her tongue.  Tasting nothing bitter or repulsive she
lightly moved her tongue over it.  The taste buds are on the palette of the
mouth and the tongue is not the main source of the sense of taste.  She
wiggled her tongue and eventually wiped it across the finger, and looked
pleased there was nothing objectionable.  A few moments after this the
semen on her tongue mixed with her saliva and she eventually tasted the
musky semen.
   Her face was cute as she twisted mouth and wrinkled her nose as she
contemplated the taste.
   "Good girl Evie.  See, it's not bad at all," he chuckled, and as if to
confirm it, he brought her finger to his mouth and licked where the semen
had been.
   She smiled warmly now that he had done it.  It wasn't so bad.  She
grinned at him and then casually looked around the room.  It was a `what
now' type of glance as if the answer was somewhere in the room.  He was
thinking, fast sensing she might now decide to rejoin her friends.  They
might be wondering where she was and she might feel pressured to rejoin
them so they did not become inquisitive as to her whereabouts.
   "Did you tell your friends where you were going?" he asked.
   "No...but Jamal will just think I went for a ride.  He knows I prefer to
ride my bike.  They were going to play softball and that's dumb because
there aren't enough of us," she added.
   "You can stay awhile?" he asked cautiously.
   He did not want to appear eager to have her stay.  He recalled his
aborted attempt to get further last time when he felt her sex and she
repelled him with concern.  He needed to take this slowly.
   "Uh huh," she said nodding her head.  "Well I need to be home before
noon," she clarified.  "Renata wants to go to the mall and I have to go
to."
   "Great," he beamed at her.  "Um...do you know how to use PS2?" he asked
looking at the game console in front of his flat panel TV.
   "Kind of..." she said.
   "Well why don't you play a game while I shower and get dressed," he
suggested.
   "Sure," she said looking pleased with his suggestion.
   He gave her a crash course in one of the more basic games he had and
once he was satisfied she was able to play without his coaching, he went
upstairs and shaved and showered quickly; afterwards dressing in loose
cargo shorts and sloppy polo shirt.  He had plans to get at least one more
sexual encounter under his belt with her, before she left this day.  Maybe
not the blow job he wanted but he was sure he could get her comfortable
with sexual foreplay and then hopefully over time lead her further from
there to full sex.  The holidays were upon her and he worked from home a
lot.  He was sure there were going to be opportunities aplenty to develop
what they had started.  But for today, he wanted to get her more relaxed
and accepting about what they were doing.  He sat on the couch and reached
for his coffee.  It was cold so he went and made another cup; chatting
sparingly with her as she was concentrating on the game.  He was delighted
she was obviously very taken with the game console and when he went back to
the couch he simply sat quietly and studied her from the rear as she played
the game.  Her waist was noticeably slim as her hips were changing as she
approached puberty.  Her small left breast was just visible as she was
slightly turned towards him.  He was captivated just watching her head
moving as she manipulated the game console; obviously engrossed in what she
was doing.  Luke sat and watched her and a warm feeling came over him.  He
saw her as ripe and available and his mind was working how to gently
interrupt her.  His dilemma was solved when suddenly the game screen flared
and a banner appeared saying she had been terminated.
   "Oh darn!" Evelyn cried and laughed at her misfortune and turned to Luke
with a goofy look on her face.  "I got blasted," she laughed.
   Her smile waned as she saw the look on his face and knew he was not
following the game and instead he was staring at her.  She locked eyes with
him; her expression showing she had an idea what was on his mind, and she
lightly clamped her lower lip in her teeth as a nervous reaction.
   "Come her Evie," Luke said quietly, yet it was a clear direction.  She
looked back at the TV and then after pausing briefly, she dropped the game
console and crawled up off her knees and walked the few paces to the couch.
   Luke reached for he and she stopped just short of his knees and he took
her forearms and drew her in so she straddled his thighs.  Catching onto
how he wanted her to sit she shifted forward so her open groin butted
against his and his arms went around her.  They kissed; Evelyn being
tentative at first as she was somewhat disconcerted by how he had pulled
her into him.  But after several minutes of making out which she really
enjoyed, she relaxed.  It wasn't too long before Luke's erection pushed
back sufficiently that she felt the lump against her groin.  She
deliberately shifted against him and he made a soft "m-m-m-m-m" to let her
know he appreciated the slight rubbing against him.  Soon they were both
shoving gently but deliberately against each other.  Evelyn well aware what
she was doing was for him.  She felt no arousal yet she was very excited at
this adult contact.  Luke eventually moved the situation along and breaking
the kiss momentarily he whispered;
   "Touch me Evie...touch it...take it out...like before," he gasped.
   A broad grin broke across her face and she eased back on his legs and
dropped her hand to his flies.  After a deliberate feeling around with her
fingers, she released the waist button and then slowly drew the zipper down
and pushed her hand into his boxer briefs.
   "Wait, let me," he said quickly and she had to half stand, still
straddling his legs, as he shifted his pants and shorts off his hips and
down past his knees.
   She perched back on his knees, still straddling him and took his erect
cock in hand once more.  She started jacking him again and once again
became enthralled by his cock and the feel of it in her hand.  Well aware
of what she could give to him as she rhythmically stroked him up and down.
He sat back and held her lightly on the upper arms and studied her face and
noted she was more than comfortable with what she was doing.  She had been
working him comfortably for several minutes, with Luke making sure he used
sufficient mumbles and gasps of appreciation and encouragement; each
comment bring her eyes to his and a grin on her face.  She welcomed the
fact he was enjoying what she was doing.  It was when he became a little
more agitated and lightly held her wrist that it occurred to her he could
cum soon and she was positioned directly in front of him and he would cum
over her clothing.  As this thought dawned on her and he held her wrists
more firmly, she became worried and slid back a little on his knees.  He
moved one knee and directed it against her crotch; pressed directly against
her sex.  She felt a flush of embarrassment realizing his knee was shoving
up into her crotch and in trying to equalize herself on his knees, so
neither of his knees pressed her there, she missed his signs he was
starting to cum.  She shrieked as she looked back and saw the glazed look
on his face and the first spurt of cum flew towards her so she bent her
head down and to the side to avoid it.  Because he held her wrists she
could not get sufficient leverage to get off his knee and fully four strong
spurts of cum hit her hair at the side.  Because she could not feel it, she
thought he had shot over her head and she looked quickly behind her still
crouched over his legs.  It was only when she turned back that the last
weak spurts hit her face that gasped and shrieked once more as the cum
slithered down her left cheek.  She realized he was spent and he dropped
her wrists and sat gazing appreciatively at her.
   "Fucking magic Evie," he sighed and he reached and stroked the side her
hair without the cum.
   She sat upright, perched on his knees and rubbed the semen from her
cheek and then looked at it on her hand; studying it as she had done
earlier.  He took her wrist and with an encouraging look on his face, he
pushed it gently to her face.  She locked eyes with him briefly and he
nodded.
   "Go on Evie, suck it off," he said quietly, and pushed her wrist closer.
   She smiled weakly and slowly licked the cum from her fingertips;
becoming more deliberate as she licked her fingers clean.
   "Good girl," he grinned and when she was finished, he embraced her and
then kissed her; his semi erect cock sticking up between them.
   He eventually pulled his pants up and then confessed to her he had cum
in her hair.  Her face dropped and she instinctively reached in the general
direction but he stopped her.
   "Let's clean you up properly," he said with a smile.
   He walked her upstairs to the bedroom and she was mildly excited about
being in his bedroom.  He took her into the bathroom and sponged the cum
from her hair; allowing her to tidy her hair by resetting the pony tail
clasp.  As they walked out of the bathroom Luke went and lay half across
the bed and looked expectantly at her; hinting she should join him.  She
paused and looked at the bed and then at him and a look of concern flushed
over her face.
   "I'd better get going," she said quietly.  "Renata will be wondering
where I am."
   ***
   This was a watershed day.  As he fare welled her, he asked if she would
come again.  She nodded with a grin.  She had enjoyed it and apart from the
impertinent knee against her preteen sex, he hadn't tried anything there
with his hands like last time.  The summer holidays began for Evelyn and
within the first two weeks, she visited Luke half a dozen times each time
resulting in more intense self-assured hand jobs.  Some on the couch and
some he took her to his bedroom and lay back naked at the waist and let her
indulge herself; inspecting and viewing his cock and balls.  She became
relaxed and familiar with his body.  He resisted the temptation to go for
her again knowing she would come around in her own time if he were patient.
He had firmly resolved to fuck her.  He eventually got her to crouch over
him and tentatively take his cock head just into her mouth for part of the
hand job; swirling the head and then finishing him in her hand as she
leaned away and watched the cum fly.  Each ejaculation greeted with light
hysterical laughter of enjoyment at what she was bringing about.  Any cum
that landed on her hand or body, she fervently slurped it up, making a big
show that she wasn't deterred from tasting it.  It was somewhere into the
third week when she had approached him from the service road and slipped in
through his garage door that Luke seduced her into a full blow job.  By now
she was comfortable with the sex and she was more than smitten with this
handsome man in his mid-twenties.  Luke did not see just how enamored she
was; mistaking her schoolgirl crush for simple interest in his cock.  He
was getting into a dangerous area as the girl became more eager to return.
Made easy by her bigger sister's indifference to her whereabouts most days
she was minding her.
   Luke had a rather juvenile attitude to underage girls and a clear
misogynistic view of women in general.  At twenty six he was in a good job
and could easily afford this over-sized apartment for just himself.  But as
he had a rather childish view of women, he tended to get girlfriends that
weren't exactly sharp and most were immediately seduced by his BMW car. 
His self-imposed exile from his friends and the availability of this
preteen girl, coupled with his carnal wonderings about her since that day
when rains came, tapped into his sexual frustration and set him up for this
illicit affair.  In Luke's mind, she was as if she was a grown woman and
this was just a longer seduction than normal.  It never once occurred to
him he should not be doing what he was doing.  For Evelyn's part, she had
an adult boyfriend with neat car and apartment and she could go there
anytime.  Occasionally he took her for a ride and she felt so grown up
riding with him.  The jack-off sessions were now followed by full make out
sessions lying on his bed as he cuddled and gently moved against her crotch
with his leg or fondled her firm young breasts through her shirt or blouse;
rolling onto his back to receive her hand job.  This day he got her to suck
his cock head as she had come to accept and when she came to pull off as
his fervor increased and ejaculation approached he quietly encouraged her
to stay with it.  Evelyn well knew about blow jobs, and had tasted his cum,
as he seductively reminded her in a crooning voice.  She could not argue
with his logic that she was almost there and this day she stuck with it;
literally until the end when he came hard in her mouth.  A gasping Luke
crushing her head into his groin as more cock than she had taken before was
in her mouth, and nudging at her throat.  So Evelyn had become more
sexually adventuress; as the jack-off sessions had begun to be too familiar
and she was getting blas�' about it.  This was now a step up she could
handle, albeit with some reticence.  She swallowed as fast as she could as
Luke emptied cum into her mouth.  She had already jacked him off downstairs
shortly after arrival so his balls were not as full of cum as when he had
first ejaculated.  Evelyn took most of it apart from a small trickle at the
corner of her mouth which she eventually wiped into her lips after she had
pulled her head off his cock with a gasping pop; the preteen puffing and
panting from the effort of sucking the fat cock in her mouth.  He crushed
her to him and cuddled and caressed her saying how great she was and how
great it was to cum this way.
   "Did you like it?" he whispered as he kissed her face and stroked the
nape of your neck.
   She nodded and smiled sheepishly.
   "It went a bit deep sometimes and my jaw's a bit tired," she giggled. 
"But it was nice knowing you loved it," she said and gave him a loving
smile and kissed him tenderly.
   "You were great," he reiterated and they kissed passionately.  "We can
rest and do it again...maybe I can do something nice for you," he added
slyly.
   She looked a little blankly at him and then her face clouded a little as
she realized it might be full sex he was referring to.  She wasn't ready
for that yet.  She'd thought about it but it was a huge hill for her to
climb and she did not feel ready.  He saw the doubt in her face.
   "Men can be nice to women with their mouth too," he said with a knowing
smile and then kissed her face.
   "You mean...eat me," she said with a little gasp of shock, but he saw
the impish look as she realized what he meant.
   "Of course," he said casually.  "You may like it just like I like your
mouth on me," he crooned and kissed her once more.
   "I...I don't know," she began.  "I would have to undress and..." and she
tapered off and dropped her head in a small blush of embarrassment.
   "You've seen me naked...you're seeing me naked now," he said softly. 
"We should be naked together...body to body," he said in a soothing voice.
   "I don't know...." She said meekly.
   "Come on Evie, it's time we became better lovers to each other," he said
nuzzling her neck.  "Let me do it for you...I've had all the funs so far,"
he said slyly.
   "I like what we do too," she said correcting his observations.
   "But we can be completely giving each other," Luke said and squeezed a
breast through her shirt so she gasped lightly at the pressure.  "Let's get
these cluttered clothes off you and he started to unbutton her blouse.
   She placed her hand across her chest as a hindrance and grinned
mawkishly at him as he negotiated around it and undid all but one button
trapped under arm.  He simply lifted the arm up and undid that button and
before she could reposition herself to contest what he was doing, he got
one shoulder clear of the garment.  She gently obstructed him all the way
but he could see she was relenting to being stripped.  They went through
the same charade when he attempted to strip her bra; Evelyn not helping but
hindering, but without real conviction.  She needed to convince herself she
was trying to stop him but the excitement of his suggestion was blocking
her from all out resistance.  When he reached behind to undo the bra strap,
having got the shoulder straps off her arms one after the other, she took
over and pulled the bra around so the clasp was in front of her.  She made
what seemed like an interminable effort to unhook it and it occurred to
Luke that her wearing a bra was still so new she was not very adept at
releasing it while reaching behind her.  The clasp now broken and the
narrow strap only covering her nipples and a small part of each breast, he
lifted the bra away and sat transfixed at her perfect little breasts.  Full
underneath yet still a little puffy at the nipples with the nipples
themselves little points.  He slowly took the bra away from her arms that
she was trapping it with as she had done with the blouse; and then her
moved her arms away as she had hunched her shoulders inwards and draped her
upper arms over the small nubbins.  He gently nudged her arms out and to
her sides and felt each beautifully formed breast in turn.
   "You're so beautiful Evie," he crooned.  "Your breasts are beautiful and
luscious," and he surprised her by leaning up from his half lying position,
and fastened his mouth on one breast and suckled the nipple and swirled his
tongue over it.
   He pushed the two nubbins together so he didn't have to move his mouth
far to tease each nipple in turn.  She liked it and her reticence gave way
and she gently pulled his head in and let him suck and tweak her breasts at
will.
   `Halfway there,' Luke thought.
   It was the short denim skirt she wore that was to come off next; and her
panties.  The skirt wasn't the trial he thought it might be.  He laid her
half on her back and kissed her breasts for some time; making out with her
as he went and eventually when he pulled her over towards him and reached
for the short zipper he had seen at the back, she lay passive and let him
undo it.  With the waist freed, she lifted her hip off the bed and helped
him pushed the light blue denim clear of her tanned legs.  But he was
patient.  He did not go for her panties of try to feel her yet.  Instead he
rolled her on her back and started kissing her breasts once more.  She
relaxed and held his head lightly as he worked each breast and nipple in
turn; she was enthralled at what he was doing and excited because of it,
but there was no sexual arousal.  Eventually his mouth trailed slowly down
her belly to her tummy and then as he neared the waist of the plain white
panties she wore, he eased the elastic away as he slid his hand down
inside; stopping on her pubis and yet not touching her preteen sex.  He
took some time working her in this area with his mouth and hand in the
waistband of the underpants, while his other hand gently kneaded her
breasts and tweaked her nipples.  She was feeling relaxed and mellow and
totally absorbed in enjoyment of this new exciting act of his affection. 
Luke had her.  By the time he hooked a thumb up over the panties elastic
waist and pushed gently down, her hips came up off the bed as she was
almost in a trance; and once past her butt and down to her knees, Evelyn
worked her legs to force the panties down her shins and eventually clear of
her ankles.  As she did this almost automatically, Luke's mouth moved over
her pubis and he felt the tickle of the light wispy dark hair that had yet
to curl into a full pubic bush.  There was a darker line in the middle,
vertically above his first glimpse of her rounded outer labia and the top
of the slit between them.  The line of fine, matted, hair was directly in
line with the dark line of her slit; almost an extension of it.  She jumped
as his mouth ran to the top of her sex lips and he nuzzled into her groin.
She had her head off the pillow and was watching with a goofy mawkish smile
and one hand over her mouth as she felt some sense of embarrassment still,
that he was now seeing her naked.  As he dropped a hand below her crotch
and gently nudged each inner thigh in turn, Evelyn slowly parted her knees
and sighed as his face moved down and she felt the tongue gliding over her
thicker outer labia and then slowly prizing her open as it pushed into the
slit.  He was there; he had reached her portal.
   It took a mere few minutes and Luke's tongue was soon pushing up and
down her sex.  He moved more off to one side of her left leg and nuzzled
in, kissing her labia and sliding his tongue between her slit.  Any
misgivings that lingered in Evelyn's mind evaporated and she gave herself
up to the gentle sluicing tongue that ran over her most intimate place. 
When Luke eventually slipped a finger below his chin and slowly insinuated
it into her tight little hole, all Evie could do was sigh and move one leg
further apart to relieve a little discomfort she felt as his finger pushed
her labia in with it.  She was still too much the virgin to allow Luke to
penetrate more than part way to the second knuckle of his index finger. 
Also, his saliva was not much good as a lubricant and he sensed there was
too much higher friction and therefore maybe some discomfort to her so he
dared not push home.  He was patient and made the decision early on that he
would make no precipitate move to try to mount her and penetrate her. 
Instead he patiently worked her over with his mouth and the partially
inserted finger.  Evie lay with her eyes closed and slowly moving her hips.
There was no sense of arousal yet she was happy to enjoy the feeling of
contentment at being in such an adult situation with a man she now
genuinely felt strongly attracted to; committed almost.  After about
fifteen minutes of oral stimulation, Luke had reached a plateau of his
patience.  He knew she was not turned on even though she was making small
sighing noises and appeared blissfully happy with her situation.  But
having decided he was not going to try to fuck her today, and she wasn't
going to cum on his mouth, he wanted release.  Besides, his mouth was
becoming dry with having drooled saliva in a vain attempt to lubricate her
sex.  He slowly took his mouth off her sex and moved up her body until he
fastened his lips on a nipple.  For the next few minutes he went back top
suckling her breasts and nipples, and fingered her cunt gently.  Taking the
penetrating digit out of her cunt and just feeling her slit and little
nubbin under the fold of her labia at the top of the slit.
   His cock was rock hard from his own excitement and as he lay half across
her and feasted on her breasts; he brought his free hand to his cock and
moved it against her sex.  She opened her eyes slightly in surprise, a
small fleeting look of concern.  He sensed she was stiffening in
anticipation he may try to penetrate her with his cock.  It told him she
wasn't yet ready for losing her virginity and he congratulated himself
mentally that his patience was the best way to go.  Luke had never been so
patient with any female he had bedded.  But it was understandable why this
underage girl required the most work.  Yet at no time did his conscience
prick him to make him back off the path he was going down.  His cock
nudging her sex, Luke slowly swapped his finger for it and for the next few
minutes, he slid his cock along the girl's slit, being careful not to push
down to the vaginal opening so as not to alarm her.  In essence Luke
masturbated both of them with his hand and cock and eventually sobbed in
release as he dry humped her and came hard, spewing cum up her sex and over
her pubis; matting the fine hair on her upper mound.  He gasped and sobbed
and she felt the dewy wetness on her sex lips and pubis and smiled and
clamped her bottom lip between her teeth lightly and put her arms around
his neck and cuddled him.  Luke adjusted his weight to his arms either side
of her and this way they dozed for a short while until he was roused by his
cell phone.  Rousing himself off her he sat up and answered the mobile on
his nightstand.  It was work related.  Clearing his fuddled brain he
reminded himself it was Wednesday afternoon and officially he was working
from home.  She rolled on her side and watched him, cradling her head in
her arms under her on the pillow.  She watched him lovingly with a broad
smile on her face.  Evelyn told herself `I love you Luke; I love you'.
   Luke needed to make no more pleas for her to return to his apartment. 
She couldn't wait to lull her sister into a false sense that she was just
going for a ride on her shiny blue bike and her sister gave her a
`whatever' shrug as she continued talking on the phone to whatever friend
she found favor with this day.  So Evelyn had plenty of time at Luke's
place.  Short two hour visits virtually every day.  Neither of them
realizing the unseen eyes that saw the young girl on the bike come to his
garage remote key-pad dial in the code to open the door and wheel her bike
into his garage beside his car.  Occasionally the same eyes would see them
go out together in the car.  There were a sufficient number of raised
eyebrows and minds that wondered if there was an innocent explanation to
the girl's visits.  The oral sex that had opened up the floodgates now saw
Evelyn getting naked every visit, and she wasn't self-conscious about her
burgeoning body anymore.  So as July drew to an end, the girl was totally
seduced and corrupted by Luke.  It was one warm afternoon mid-week when he
finally took her.  He had sucked and fingered her and softly whispered she
was dry and he had something that would help.  He fumbled in his nightstand
and produced a small tube.  Inquisitively Evelyn watched him smear some gel
from the tube on his fingertips and she flinched and gave a small yelp as
the liquid felt cool on her tender sex lips.  Luke greased the girl until
she slick, and then he resumed fingering which soon was more of a reaming
and penetrating by three fingers clenched together to make one phallic
object.  At the culmination of this extended sex play, Luke squared off
more in front of her, and instead of sliding the cock over her now
slickened vulva as he normally did, he slipped his hips down a little and
pushed halfway into her dilated vaginal opening; an opening reamed for the
last fifteen minutes by his fingers.  There was no thought by him that she
could not take his adult cock, and although the fingers were marginally
thinner all round than his cock, she was opened nicely by them.  He pushed
a second time as her eyes flew open realizing what it was that was now
skewered into her.
   Evelyn gave a solitary sob "oh" and bit her bottom lip realizing he was
in her; her virginity taken.  She stared at him almost paralyzed and Luke
began to fuck her properly.  She lay rigidly staring at him and as she saw
the look of lust as he gazed at her upper body and massaged her breasts
gently with one hand while he propped himself over her with the other. 
Evelyn eventually thought `this must be it' and started to relax such that
eventually she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew her knees up and
jammed them against his hips.  Luke fucked her like the adult woman he had
always believed she was.  Sawing and shoving steadily, picking up pace, and
she was now grunting as he went in deep.  Not because it hurt, or
conversely because it brought her any pleasure, but because in her na�vet�
she simply made the noise she believed girls getting fucked made.  They had
no computer or internet in their house so she was totally devoid of any
carnal tuition from porn sites or suchlike.  Most of her thoughts about sex
were learned from the two times she had seen her sister Renata having sex
with her boyfriend.  And Renata had made these noises.
   Luke was lulled into believing her faking the noises of enjoyment were
the real McCoy and he gradually increased the tempo until she was clinging
to him with a sense of capitulation as he came hard; straining his face and
gritting his teeth with his head raised high and the veins sticking out on
his neck.  She lay in total awe as she saw him cum in a way she had never
before encountered when she had jacked and sucked him.  After he finished
in her he smiled and petted her and soothed the shaken girl with whispered
endearments of how great she was and how beautiful she looked.  He
completely overwhelmed her and she hugged him as the tears flowed and she
buried her face into his neck.
   "I love you Luke," she sobbed.
   But Luke didn't hear her muffled sobs against his neck.  He was
wallowing in his ego and male pride because he had made it.  Nearly three
months of effort since that rainstorms back in June.  If he had of heard
her words, he wouldn't have been smiling like the cat that got the cream.
Luke was now ready for rest and circumspection, after which he would roll
this sexy little Hispanic beauty onto her tummy and fuck her ass off doggy
style.  She was his; to do what he wanted with.
   ***
   The second time he took her he had her straddle him in sixty-nine and he
lay and toyed and teased her bald sex with his hands.  Occasionally pulling
her hips down and running his tongue along her slit and back to her anal
pucker.  Evelyn toiled away diligently with her mouth and hands as she
sucked and stroked him.  She had lost all of her previous inhibitions about
sex and actually felt very grown up, holding his cock this way; and his
attention to her was always welcome and she was excited, if not yet
sexually aroused by the situation.  When Luke felt he was as hard as he
would ever get, he eased her off him and turned around and knelt behind her
and slid into her tightness while holding her hips.  Evelyn with her
forearms folded across each other and her face lying on them as she gasped
and grunted; her eyes punctuating the rhythm of being fucked by blinking as
he shoved deep and thudded into her insides.  Her mouth half open and her
saliva seeping out the corner of her mouth as she lay in awe that she could
take the big cock that made her hands look small and her mouth stretch so
wide.  As Luke fucked her he caught a glimpse of himself and part of the
top of Evelyn's back reflected in the mirror of the dresser he had against
the outside wall between the two windows.  He grinned at himself and then
an idea came to him and he pulled out and stepped off the bed.  Evelyn
lifted her head in surprise as he walked past her and then began to pull
one corner of the dresser so he turned it to face the bed more and canted
the mirror down to reflect the bed better.  Grinning at her look of
surprise at seeing herself reflected in the mirror, he mounted her once
more; this time remaining on the soles of his feet as he straddled her, and
fucked her vigorously; turned on by the reflection of total dominance he
now had over his preteen lover.  Evelyn felt somewhat embarrassed watching
herself being taken this way but also mesmerized by being able to see him
and she stared at their reflection as he fucked her the second time. 
Staring in amazement at his face as Luke came hard and screwed his face up
each time he pulsed a shot into her tight depth.  Finally Luke eased down
to kneel and lay over her back; reaching under and caressing her small
breasts and planting small kisses on her back and shoulders.  Eventually he
eased back onto his haunches with a sigh of satisfaction.
   "You'd best be going now," he said bluntly.  "I have to go out for a few
hours.  You can't come because it will make you late and your sister will
be wondering where you are," he said climbing off the bed and walking to
the bathroom.
   Evelyn felt crushed by his apparent dismissing of her.  Her eyes watered
and she lay as he had fucked her, and wiped the brief flow of tears.  She
felt the wetness inside one thigh and reached back and felt the semen now
oozing from her sex and down her leg.  Carefully she eased off the bed and
standing before the mirror, bowed her legs wide and inspected herself.  Her
sex looked red and clearly somewhat swollen from the beating it had taken.
The feeling of joy in her heart that followed the first coupling was gone
and she looked at herself in the dresser mirror with some apprehension.  As
she examined herself she didn't hear him come up behind her and he embraced
her and she jumped and gasped "oh".  He chuckled and rubbed his groin
obscenely into her butt and massaged her breasts as he watched them in the
mirror.
   "Best have a small wash down here," he said rubbing her vulva, "and make
it a little fresher."
   She nodded and he let her wheel away from him and walk to the bathroom.
He noted the shape of her body; the slim waist and the broadening hips.  He
wondered idly what her older sister was like.  If she was anything like
Evie she'd be a knockout, assuming she had proper boobs.  If she was as he
imagined, she would be a gorgeous fuck as well.  Luke's conquest of Evelyn
in no way brought on any reflection of how wrong it was.  He had committed
statutory rape and broken numerous other federal laws in his seduction of
the preteen.  Yet his immaturity had consigned him to seeing the seduction
and conquest of the girl as just another fuck he had had to put some effort
into.  Something he had been quite skilled at since his mid-teens.
   Evelyn biked slowly home.  There was a feeling between her legs she
could not describe and she realized she had lost her virginity good and
proper.  Perhaps this feeling was what losing her virginity was all about.
That night she lay in bed and carefully felt her tender sex; stealing from
under the covers quietly so as not to wake Renata, and tiptoeing to the
bathroom where she locked the door and hoisted one foot onto the washstand
bench top and peered at her sex.  She felt it and searched for any abrasion
or damage.  Satisfied there was none she splayed herself open and squinted
to examine her inner sex.  Dissatisfied with distance she was from the
mirror, she found a small mirror her mother used to pluck her eyebrows and
small facial hairs.  Sitting back on the edge of the bath, Evelyn held the
mirror between her legs and gave her inner genitals a thorough inspection.
Teasing the juvenile clitoris and studying her urethra in close proximity.
This manipulation made her want to pee and she sat on the toilet and her
toilet function brought an end to her self-examination.  She tiptoed back
to bed and lay idly toying with her sex and wondered if she would ever get
enjoyment the way she had observed Renata enjoy the sex with her boyfriend
those two times Evelyn had spied on the couple.  With this thought on her
mind, Evelyn drifted off to sleep.
   From that day forth, Luke became more specific about when she could
visit and when she should not; working from home more frequently so he
could fuck her mid-week as well as the weekends that they had been
restricted to.  She genuinely believed she was in love with him and obeyed
his schedule and surrendered to his every whim.  One evening after having
finally met his old friends at their favorite bar, and Luke becoming pissed
as his ex-girlfriend Lisa made a point of shoving her new beau in his face,
he eventually left the bar in a huff.  He was driving home before eleven at
night that he saw an adult shop.  More of a bunker type building really;
quite nondescript with a simple `ADULT' sign.  It was nestled between
burger joint and a small gas station.  He pulled in and went inside.  There
was a brassy buxom blond woman behind the counter and she followed him
around talking incessantly about all the merchandise and she was starting
to piss him off.  He hastily selected a ten inch standard vibrator and a
latex eight inch purple dildo just to get out of the place.  As an
afterthought while he as paying, he selected a medium size black butt plug.
With this selection of toys Luke plotted the next act of sexual education
of his preteen lover.
   During her next visit, and after he had spent a time in a sixty-nine,
Luke broke from their clinch and with a leer, produced the collection of
sex toys.
   "What are those?" she asked incredulously, but it was rhetorical
question.
   She might not yet be halfway to thirteen but she knew what they were.
   "Sweeteners," he had laughed crudely at her and playfully made her take
each one in her mouth in turn.
   She gave in to the introduction of the false cocks, and she was so much
his devotee now that it was very little persuasion on Luke's part that saw
him sliding the greased toys in and out of her vagina.  This way Luke
worked her open.  The fuck-session now beginning with him kneeling and
wiping his cock along her sex greased with KY and opened by the toys, and
him cumming noisily as usual deep inside as she clung to him obediently. 
For the next few visits, as he reamed her with the toys as part of their
foreplay Evelyn, gave herself to his carnal guidance; balking only when he
greased her anus to insert the butt plug, as she had some misgivings about
any form of ass-play.  Soon she became used to the butt plug clamped inside
by her sphincter, as he took her missionary position or doggie fashion on
her knees on the bed, or bent over the side of the bed with her feet on the
floor while her tight ass was plugged with the black silicone rubber.  Once
she was used to the ass-play and the effective double penetration by his
cock, Luke lubed her and had her bend over the dresser on which he had
placed a pillow.  He watched the look of defeat flood over her face as he
pulled her hands back to her butt cleft and ordered "open up".  And
screwing her face and clamping her bottom lip between her teeth she pulled
her buttocks open as Luke slowly removed the butt plug.  Evelyn wincing as
the wider part stretched her sphincter on the way out.  Luke then firmly
pushed his greased cock into her equally greasy asshole; stretched by the
butt plug and lubed in preparation for his cock.  He sodomized her for a
full twenty minutes.  Getting close to cumming and pulling back and waiting
until the urge to spew forth into her rectum subsided.  Then he would start
to screw her ass once more; watching the area surrounding her pucker,
plugged full with his cock, flexing in and out with his thrusts.  He pulled
out briefly and she lifted her head in relief, thinking he was finished she
stood up; only to have him bend her over once more but this time, shove the
purple dildo into her preteen cunt.  Luke carefully sliding his freshly
greased cock back into her anus.  He double penetrated her this way and
finally became frantic and ragged in his breathing as he ploughed into her.
She fought to get him out of her anus which was now being stretched and
twisted with his rough fucking.  It was beginning to feel like it was
burning with his ragged stabbing and jerking into her and she let her butt
cheeks go and tried to push him back out of her.  She was gasping and near
tears with the pain it was causing her yet oblivious to her discomfort,
Luke came noisily and watched her face contorted in discomfort as he fucked
her ass roughly.  Luke gasping and heaving in an ejaculation panting and
swearing this was the best fuck ever.
   Luke realized after some minutes of soaking in her that she was fighting
back tears and his post-orgasm bliss was somewhat dampened by the
realization she was not feeling happy about what they had done.  His
immature mind still saw her as a fully consenting adult; not the little
girl she truly was.  After leading her on shaky legs to the bed, he cuddled
and soothed her with phony expressions of appreciation and admiration for
what she was doing with him.  This made Evelyn feel a little better yet
rather than initiate more sex, Luke let her get on her bike and go home. 
But he had now crossed into another plateau of sexual expectation and anal
sex was firmly on the agenda when she visited again.  Only Luke was more
careful about how he entered her and the butt plugged and he lubed ass
prepared her for his cock.  And ensuring he was gentle for all but the last
frantic moments as he came into her allowed Evelyn to eventually accept
being sodomized as a part of their love making.  For nearly every
subsequent visit, the finale was anal sex; Luke's final load of her visit
shooting into her bowel.  Sometimes as a precursor for the first fuck, he
would let her ride him or place her on her hands and knees and have her
rock back and forth.  Both scenarios afforded Evelyn the luxury of
controlling the rhythm and depth of penetration.  Both afforded Luke with
the egotistical delight of having her service him and do all the work.  He
experimented with her by fucking her in a half full bath after he had
coaxed her to let him shave the slowly thickening hair on her pubis; Evelyn
giggling uncontrollably as the razor seemed to tickle her.  She enjoyed the
fuck immensely; giggling and laughing as the water sloshed as he knelt
between her legs with her heels on the edge of the bath as he fucked her.
But this time he preferred to jack himself over her face instead of inside
her.  And then washing the cum from her face with the bath water.  One
other day her ran the shower and held her up and against him; his cock
plugged inside her as she clung with her arms around her neck and legs
around his hips; and the water cascaded over her back and then his back, as
he slowly twirled around as he held her up.  Finally he set her down and
bracing her hands against the shower box wall he bent her forward and slid
up and into her from behind and fucked her roughly until he came loudly. 
Evelyn trying to brace herself with her palms against the wall and
terrified her feet would slide back and she would fall.  Laughingly he
helped her out of the shower, sated and happy he was indulging his sexual
whims with this girl who was virtually a sex plaything for him.  As always,
he finished in her ass as she sat with her back to him and his cock deep up
inside her rectum; as he sat on the end corner of the bed holding her while
facing the mirror.  Her legs up and splayed open so they could see the cock
tight in her ass with Evelyn looking less than overjoyed with his treatment
of her this way.
   Despite the repertoire of sexual congress often leaving Evelyn somewhat
overwhelmed with the carnal onslaught, she was just as smitten with Luke as
the first time she told herself she loved him.  And so it became a huge
kick in her stomach that Sunday she decided to visit him on the spur of the
moment, now that her mother had aborted morning mass because Renata wasn't
feeling well.  Evelyn slipped away from their small house on her trusty
bike and soon she was letting herself into Luke's apartment; creeping up
the stairs from the garage and across the living area to his bedroom.  As
she neared his bedroom, intent on playfully surprising him, she heard
vaguely familiar noises and she was puzzled.  As she drew up to the open
doorway she peered into the bedroom and her face froze in shock as she took
in the sight.  She could see Luke's naked body from the rear; hunched
between the legs of some woman whose legs were hanging over Luke's
shoulders.  He was grunting and talking crudely and the woman's voice was a
series of high pitched gasps of praise and encouragement.  Evelyn
recognized this having seen her sister and boyfriend fucking before.  She
knew she should flee yet her feet were rooted to the spot.  Her mind was a
mixture of hurt, disappointment and confusion as to who the woman was and
how long Luke had been doing this with her.  Eventually she tore herself
away from the door; sensing Luke was close to cumming and she couldn't bare
the sound of betrayal in his enjoyment of cumming in the bitch on the bed.
She went back to the garage and left; riding to a vacant lot near the
entrance to the apartment complex.  Evelyn sat beside her bike on the grass
and sobbed for some time, before composing herself to ride home.  For the
next few days she was morose and unhappy and her mother inquired what the
matter was.  Renata was also still out of sorts and their mother thought
the two had the same illness.
   Evelyn eventually returned to Luke's apartment, as appointed, the
following Thursday when he had said he would work from home.  He was
delighted to see her yet a little taken aback at how snippy she seemed with
him.
   "Hey what's with the attitude," he said as she struggled ineffectively
to stop him stripping her.
   "I don't feel like it," she snapped and pulled away.
   He stood a little confused at her apparent anger.
   "What bug have you got up your ass?" he said bluntly.
   He could do without this childish pretend-to-be-hard-to-get shit.  They
were well past that.
   "Who was she?" Evelyn blurted out.  "Who was the bitch you were fucking
on Sunday?"
   Luke's eyes widened.
   "What the...how the...when...?" he began and realized, judging from the
fiery look in her eyes she had seen him and his pick up from the party he
had gone to on the Saturday night.
   The drunken good-time girl that had no qualms about hooking up with him;
to come back home and fuck him as she expected she should.  She was brassy
but there were no strings and she went about sex with fervor as if her life
depended on it.  So good at it she easily outlasted him through the night,
to the second of the morning fucks which is the event Evelyn most likely
saw.  Luke realized this must be the case and his eyes narrowed as he felt
pissed this kid was questioning him.
   "What the fuck business is it of yours," he eventually spat out.
   Evelyn did a double take, surprised at the venom in his answer.
   "You're supposed to be mine," she stammered back, feeling worried
because of his darkening mood.
   "Yours?" he snapped.  "The fuck I am...if anything, you're mine," he
sneered and walked towards her.  "My little fuck toy...to do what I want
with and when I want," he sneered.
   "No," she said loudly.  "We're a couple...together...you and me Luke,"
she yelled, on the verge of tears.
   "The fuck we are," Luke retorted.  "You're lucky I let you in here you
horny little bitch," he sneered as he came up to her.
   Evelyn's mouth dropped open in shock at his words.
   "You came here right from the start because you wanted it," he
continued, and grabbed her arms.
   She was so hurt and taken aback by what he was saying she stood
dumbfounded.  He jumped her.  He was only part way into his stripping her
jeans and underpants that she realized he had not even the smallest shred
of tenderness for her that she struggled.  As she fought feebly he picked
her up bodily and pushed her butt down on the seat of the leather settee.
As Evelyn pleaded with him to stop, he roughly shoved his hand into her
panties leg and found her sex and attempted to massage her dry vagina to
some semblance of preparedness.  Realizing she never ever lubricated
naturally and they had used the KY every time since he first fucked her, he
dragged her into the bedroom and pushed her back on the bed ripping her
panties off and shoving her dress up.  Evelyn was crying and trying to
resist him but he was impervious to her pleas and too strong for her.  Luke
crudely greased her with KY; pushing his hand so far into her that she
winced and cried out and tried to twist away.  He finally got her to calm
down by slapping her twice; the first blow stunned her physically and
emotionally.  The second just hurt and she lay back; her face covered in a
look of horror as he wedged himself between her legs and roughly shoved his
cock into her.  She groaned as he went deep in one shove and he fucked her
as if to punish; her legs lifted as he stood on the floor and ploughed her.
Her upper body flexing and flailing about like a rag doll.  Luke raped the
preteen roughly.  Cumming hard and gasping and heaving his chest in effort
and excitement at how great it felt actually taking her like this.  When he
had finished, he pulled out immediately and turned away from her and stood
as he caught his breath.  He looked at his softening cock poking out the
front of his pants and he zipped himself up with his back to her.  Finally
as he stood listening to her sniffs as she stopped crying, he turned and
looked at her; his face serious.  Gone was the feigned tenderness he had
practiced to make her think he cared for her.
   "You'd better go Evie.  I think we've done all we can do...it's time we
finished," he said evenly.
   The tears flowed once more but Evelyn needed nothing more to prove she
had misread him.  She knew he meant what he said and though crushed by his
anger towards her and his raping her, she knew she must flee.  Summoning
all her nerve, she stood as defiantly as she could and pushed past him to
the living area, searching for her panties.  She put them on with her back
to him; Luke standing in the bedroom doorway watching her.
   "It's for the best Evie," he said; his voice softer now as the first
pangs of remorse started to flow through him.  "We can't go on...it's your
age...I shouldn't have...we shouldn't have," he muttered from the doorway.
   Now properly dressed she turned, and keeping her head down so as not to
look at him, she headed for the stairs to the garage.
   "Evie," he called a little panicky.
   She stopped but did not turn to face him.
   "Evie...are we good?" he said quietly.
   She wrinkled her face disbelieving he could ask her that after what he
had just suffered upon her.  Then it dawned on her; he had asked her this
question that very fist day after the hand job.  He was obliquely referring
to whether she would say anything to anyone.  Slowly she felt more
confident and she turned to look at him; feeling more self-assured.
   "It's between me the good Lord," she said calmly.
   Luke took that as a `yes' and smiled; no fist pump this time.
   "That's good Evie.  We can still be friends...maybe in a year or
two...who knows," he said weakly and shrugged and gave her a wan smile.
   Her face set, and steeled to remain indifferent to his softer tone, she
nodded briefly and wheeled and left quickly.  She left the complex, biking
as fast as she dared to flee the area.  The tears flowing as she sobbed and
breathed heavily through crying and the effort of pedaling.
   ***
   Later that week gloom and despondency descended over Evelyn's home.  The
bombshell dropped that Renata was pregnant and her past illness was morning
sickness.  Renata and her mother cried in despair at this bad turn of
events.  Evelyn joined them in tears of sympathy and crying a little harder
recalling what she had allowed to happen.  She knew girls could become
pregnant before their first period and Evelyn had not yet had her first
period.  Yet it could just as easily have been her that was pregnant given
the torrid sex she had had with Luke.  The gloom sat over the family like a
pall of darkness and the following Sunday the family was ordered to Mass by
Evelyn's mother; her brother included and he seldom went to church. 
Following the mass, Evelyn paused briefly and then excused herself from her
family by saying she would go to confession.  Her mother hugged her and
wept a little at her youngest daughters need for spiritual forgiveness. 
Evelyn sat in the confessional and with trembling lips she responded to the
priest's gentle opening challenge.
   "Forgive me father for I have sinned..." she began.
   Father Hernandez sat stony faced as he listened to this young girl's
story.  He clenched his fists and closed his eyes in disgust as she retold
the story of Evelyn and a man called Luke.
   `The bastard,' Hernandez thought.  `The white man always puts our people
down...as if we are dogs.  Even our children are not spared their cruelty
and ungodly lust.'
   The confidentiality of the Confessional can be circumvented in a number
of ways.  Parables, hints and innuendo can be subtle enough to tell a story
yet not breach the confidence of those confessing; and who have been
forgiven in the eyes of God.  Hernandez made his point to the right people
effectively enough.  Luke did not know what hit him.  He opened the door
that Sunday evening and three burly Hispanic men pushed him back inside. 
They beat him unconscious.  Broke several ribs as well as closing both eyes
and fracturing his jaw.  He was found the following day when he didn't
report to a customer meeting and nobody had seen him at work.  A colleague
sent to demand he appear at work heard him groaning as he stood outside
Luke's door, waiting for the bell to be answered.  He got the apartment
complex leasing agent to open the garage roller door with a master remote
control and finding Luke in a bad way, quickly called an ambulance.  Luke's
assailants were never found.  Evelyn's mother never knew the tribulation
her young daughter had been put through.  Father Hernandez convinced
Evelyn's weeping father that summary justice was the best they could hope
for in the white man's domain; after he had been able to make him
understand what Evelyn's confession was about.  There was little prospect
of ever getting a conviction.  After all, it would be the white rapist's
word against a Hispanic twelve year old girl.  Even if the story was
plausible, it was unlikely there would be a conviction because of lack of
hard evidence.  The court system was littered with too many examples of bad
judgments against minorities.  It was more likely the assailants who
administered Luke summary justice would be pursued by the police more
vigorously than him as the rapist of a young Hispanic girl.  And Evelyn
would be shamed and vilified for her actions, despite her age and lack of
responsibility for what happened.  Mud sticks when thrown hard and the long
term effect on a young girl could be devastating.  As it stood, she never
knew her father knew what happened.  In fact she believed only she and Luke
knew her folly.  But the eyes across the court from Luke's apartment had
seen the unhappy girl leave that morning and the men arrive that evening;
and instinctively they knew why they were there.  There was some sense of
balance after all so they ignored the distant cries they heard from inside.
No one spoke up.  But Luke knew why he was beaten so savagely.  Luke knew
he was lucky to be alive.  It took several months before his body was fully
recovered.  But his testicles and penis so badly damage be the savage
kicking he received in his groin, it was doubtful he would be able to
function normally for sex and reproduction.  Only time and intensive
medical intervention would provide that answer.  But his mind was affected.
He would flinch with apprehension on seeing children on their bikes riding
around the apartment complex.  He would blush and shudder to the roots if
he glanced at a preteen girl at the mall and they made brief eye contact;
Luke quickly looking away and breaking out in a cold sweat.  Luke knew. 
His attitude towards young girls and teenage girls had changed forever. 
Luke knew why, and he was ashamed.
   The End
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