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 SUSIE PRETEEN COCK WHORE
   Susie came round earlier.  I just can't get enough of her straight up
and down boyish preteen figure.  Seeing her from the rear, seeing that pert
little bubble botty makes my small panty covered undersized penis harden
and drip.
   That really is the sweetest of bras, I said to her as I sat on the sofa
looking at her alluring form.  She stood in front of me appearing only in
her light blue pretty shorty skirt and brassiere and this time, no tights,
just knee length little girl white socks and shiny black patent shoes. 
Those little girl shoes, the ones that look a little bit like sandals with
a thin retaining bar across the upper part of the foot showing just a
little white sock, the toes covered.
   Thanks, she said in her lisping manner, 'thans' it sounded like, and
blushing a little but looking very pleased with herself continued, it;th my
favourite.
   Its a lovely shade of pink and so lacy, its really sexy, I said, but of
course you're so sexy and it just seems to suit you and your well developed
figure.
   She kind of hunched herself up, squeezing her shoulders up and forwards.
She looked so pleased with herself but she also bit her bottom lip as she
gazed at me with her big brown eyes and then asked, do you really think
I've got a well developed figure?
   Oh yes, I said, an extremely well developed figure and you're certainly
all woman.  You are so very mature.
   A lot of the other girls say that too, Susie quickly responded, they're
always saying they think I'm a lot maturer than them.
   That's why men take such an interest in you, I told her.
   Do they, she asked excitedly?
   Oh come on, I said smiling at her, you know full well how much interest
they take, don't you?
   She went all coy for a while and then, well yes I do really.
   Its no surprise, I said backing her confidence.  Men are generally
attracted by sexual beauty and you have a ton of that.
   Thanks, she lisped again and then, can I tell you a secret?
   Of course, I said, tell me all your secrets.
   She blushed again.  Okie, well I got some money and so I went out and
bought that bra on my own but when I was buying it I was really thinking of
you and I was thinking what you would like and I thought that you would
like to see it, a sexy one I mean and so I decided to buy that one, the
pink one coz you know I thought you would like it
and...............................
   Thank you so much, I said cutting off her boring rambled story.  That's
one of the nicest compliments a lady has ever paid me, I told her.
   Really, she said, really honest and true, do you mean that,
honest.......
   Come here, I said stretching out my arms.
   Okie, she said squeakily and then advanced closer.  She was grinning
from ear to ear.
   Sit here, I said indicating my left leg.  Idiotically she tried to sit
side saddle but I soon put her right and encouraged her to straddle my knee
and then to firmly plant herself, legs apart, over my leg.
   Is that comfortable, I asked her jiggling her up and down a little on my
knee.
   Yeah cool, she replied.
   I see you're wearing the skirt I like, I smiled at her.
   Yeah I know you like it, she grinned knowingly, is it because its a
shorty one.
   Not exactly, I said, I like the colour and the fashionable cut of the
material.
   You know a lot about fashion stuff don't you, she said seriously.
   A fair bit, I smiled in return.
   Bet you don't know something though, she teasingly said.
   I'm sure I don't know a lot of things but what is it that I don't know,
I asked.
   Bet you don't know what I got on under, she pouted this time?
   Do you mean what panty knickers you have under your skirt, I smiled? 
No, I haven't a clue but that's all part of a woman's mystery, isn't it? 
This time I threw back the challenge at her.
   She wrinkled her nose at first.  What mystery, she asked?
   You're such a tease, I said.  You women certainly know how to keep us
boys guessing don't you, I said offering her a winning position.  A woman
like you knows perfectly well what I mean.  All those secrets you keep from
us boys, that's what.
   Oh yeah I know that, she lied.  Anyway, I bet you didn't know I got a
thong on today.
   A thong, I cried, wow, cool.  I think only the really confident women
wear those.
   Yeah I know, she said aggressively but frowning a smile of puzzled
understanding and then she wobbled off to one side of my knee.  She almost
fell off.
   Oops, I said.  Here, put your right hand on here so you can steady
yourself.  That's it.  I'm very sorry about that.
   Its okie, she smiled and after placing her hand with my help over my
crotch she said, wow that's really hard there.
   That's what you do to us men, I said.  You know what it is don't you?
   Yeah, course, she said squinting.
   Go on then, tell me, I asked grinning and teasing her now.  What is it?
   She bit her lip and looked all coy again.  Its your one, she said almost
whispering, your, your, you know, your one.
   What one, I grinned back, go on say it, what one?
   She laughed, its not fair, she said, you know what I mean, your, you
know your big willy one, hee hee.
   Why is it hard then?  Is it always hard?  Are mens willy ones always
hard?
   No, she said, not always hard.
   Do you like kissing, I asked her smiling and flicking my tongue over my
bottom lip?
   Yeah, she almost whispered again.
   Can we do kissing then, I asked?
   Okie, was all she said and placing my left hand behind her head I pulled
her towards me and began to explore her mouth with my tongue.  She
responded almost immediately.  Our tongues dueled and I was more than happy
to play the passive tongue once she got into the rhythm.
   She was keen and I mean really keen.  I had little doubt that so far in
her life kissing had been her only sexual relief, apart from certain secret
nocturnal masturbatory explorations which had you asked her about she would
have feigned total ignorance about the whole sticky knickered experiences.
   I took our tongue locked opportunity to molest her.
   That sexy lacy pink bra of hers was so beautifully loose and in honesty,
a useless garment where she was concerned but not where I was concerned. 
Just the sight of it made me hard.
   We both groaned in our opening love making, her no doubt because she was
simply overwhelmed with the sensual nature of the kissing.  Me due to being
able to grope and interfere with what should have been an untouchable area.
The bosoms of a 10 or 11 year old little girl, bosoms that I believe should
always be interfered with for the gratification of my cock.
   At first I just caressed her over the brassiere material, I reveled in
the mere thought that my hand was able to roam freely and invited over her
pre pubescent upper form and of course the thoughts of more delights that I
fully intended to take.  I really held back on allowing my fingers to probe
under the brassiere material, not from a sense of decency but more from a
sense that once one finger penetrated onto bosom flesh, that virginity
taking could only happen once.  I then reasoned that there would be plenty
of more occasions to molest her chest and anyway, I couldn't hold back
forever and apart from anything else I really had a need to touch them.
   As I suspected and as was perfectly clear from the first sight, there
was little under her pink lacy cups but, where I am concerned, there was
everything.
   Only the merest hint of swelling could be detected, small bumpies, small
puffy swellings and so sexily tipped with sharp little spikey nipples. 
Angel delights I call them, a meal in less than a mouthful.  Titty
delights, sweet puffies, boos boos, my first sexy bumps.
   I pulled backwards from her groans, may I embrace your bosoms, I asked
pleadingly.
   Okie, she smiled, saliva stringing between our mouths.
   Your bosoms are so beautiful, so firm, so ripe, so surprisingly big, I
said.
   It's an AA starter bra, she said proudly.  The lady in the shop said I
would need a double A because the triple A cup bra was really for younger
girls than me and she told me I would be having a single A soon and then a
real one after that.
   Well don't be in too much of a hurry, I said leaning back and pushing
her bra cups up her chest.
   Shall I take it off then, she asked smiling.
   Oh no, I said, not yet.
   Okie, she said as I moved in and the little bitch jutted her chest out
towards me.
   I didn't want her taking it off just yet.  I wanted to feel the warm
material of her junior bumpy holder on my face as I gorged myself on her.
That's all part of the experience for me, all part of what some fathers
always want to do to their daughters but can't and of course what many
fathers have told me they like doing.
   I sucked and licked each one in turn and in between oral enjoyment and
just before moving from one to the other I always made sure to look up at
her pleased face and make some appropriate remark.  A man should always be
appropriate as far as I am concerned.  Every time I masticated on one
pretty preteen bosom she appropriately responded with little girl moans of
pleasure and of course the occasional wince as I chewed hard on a nipple.
   Did you enjoy that, I asked as I looked up at her satisfied expression.
   Mmmmmmm, oh yes, she whimpered, can you do it some more please.
   I smiled at her and at first simply replied by twiddling her nipples,
one at a time.
   Ow, she winced each time I purposefully over squeezed, but she didn't
complain beyond that.  I also didn't want her getting used to demanding
favours from me.  I do the demanding.  She was going to have to get used to
doing what I wanted.
   She had of course slithered forwards on my knee during all this
foreplay. She was now almost crotch-to-crotch with me.  I placed my hands
on her skinny narrow hips and invited her to slide backwards, then
forwards, and then backwards again.  Friction did the rest.
   I encouraged her to slide towards me for one final time, making sure to
keep her firmly rammed down on my leg and then dropping my leg, I invited
her to stand on her own two feet.
   Would you like to show me your new thong you were telling me about, I
asked her?
   How do you know its new, she queried?
   Well you said you bought the new bra for me, so I thought
maybe.........mmmm, I left that open for her.
   Cool, she said, I did get it for you really.  I got it when I got the
bra, the girl in the shop helped me get it and she asked if I had a
boyfriend.
   Did she, I asked and somewhat concerned?
   Yeah, she said.
   And what did you say, I asked?
   I told her I did but I said it was a secret, she replied.  The silly
fucking bitch.
   And what did the lady say, I asked?
   She wasn't a lady, she said, she was a girl.
   But you said it was a lady in the shop who helped you with the bra, I
said.
   Yeah it was, she said, but I didn't get the thong in the same place. 
They don't sell thongs there silly.  That's where my mum goes to shop, she
doesn't go in sexy shops like the one I went in to get the thong.
   Oh, I said feeling more at ease.  You went in a sex shop, I didn't think
they would........that must have been dific......that was confident of you.
   Yeah well, she continued, there was a girl there about my age, well
maybe older, I'm not sure but she was really nice.  She told me her
boyfriend was older too..............
   You told her your boyfriend was older, I said.  I thought we agreed it
was a secret, didn't we?
   Well yeah, she said, but she won't say anything and anyway, she doesn't
know who you are and I didn't tell your name or stuff.  And she said it was
cool I had an older boyfriend because they were better than boys and stuff
and she said her boyfriend's married and he's nearly 40.
   Oh yes well, yes that seems ok then, 40, yes, well that's quite young I
suppose, I said smiling and thinking, fucking hell I'm 45 and about 35
years older than Susie.
   Want to see it then, she asked without a care in the world?
   Yes please, I replied.
   There she was standing in front of me, her lower legs still wrapped in
sweet little girl white socks and black shoes.  Her sexy little useless
lacy pink bra now pushed up to just under her neck, the cups looking as
deflated as they had done when they covered her puffies and suddenly she
flicked her shorty little blue flared skirt up, sweet, very sweet.
   As I'd hoped, the thong had rucked itself tight up her slitty crack.
   Ooh, she said looking down at herself and noticing the fashion slip up.
I saw her move one hand.
   No, I said gently, no, leave it and let me savour you just as you are.
It's very sexy.
   She looked up at me and gave a sloppy grin.  I thought you'd like it,
she said.
   Yeah, I said, oh yeah I like it.  Can you keep your skirt up like that
and use your other hand to just pull it upwards, oull it up a bit tighter.
   Okie, she said and then as she pulled it up I heard a quick little moan
and a sharp intake of breath.
   Did that feel nice, I asked, smiling at her?
   Yeah, she almost panted in reply.
   Lie down, I told her.  That's it, get comfy, does that feel ok.
   Yeah, she said, looking up at me.  I had now knelt down next to her.
   Right, I said, squeeze your legs together as hard as you can, that's it,
now pull up on your thong.  Pull it up as hard as you can and keep
squeezing your legs as tight as can, squeeze them really tightly together,
that's it.
   I watched as her whole body started shaking due to all the effort she
was putting and from the little moans she was also making, from the thrill
she was getting in her cunt.
   I simply used one thumb and forefinger and gauging where her clitty
might be, I pinched it hard, very hard.
   I'm not sure which one was more surprising, the long aaaaggggghhhhhhh,
or the flood of liquid that leaked out of her cunt and flooded her panty
knicker thong and soaked my hand and carpet.
   I didn't let go of her cunny clit, if anything I squeezed it harder and
the aaaaggggghhhhhhh went on for quite a long time as well.
   She arched her whole body up and that included her legs or at least her
legs from the knees but she couldn't move her hips because I had her cunt
pinched and I was pressing down on her there.
   I felt her whole body shake quite violently and then it went limp
accompanied by a very long series of mmmmms and deep panting.  And then I
let go of her.
   I sat back and smiled as she simply stared at me in some kind of
disbelief, panting and groaning.
   Was that nice then, I asked her?
   Yeah, yeah....she was swallowing hard.....yeah, mmmmm, I think I wet
myself, I'm sorry, I'm really......
   Don't be silly, I said smiling, that's what ladies do, only ladies can
do that.  It is quite normal.  Let me take those damp panty knickers off
for you, shall I?
   She passively let me slip them off and I wandered off into the kitchen
and before ringing them under the tap I had a good sniff and it wasn't piss
either.
   So have you ever experienced that before when you masturbate, I asked
her as I sat back down on the sofa.
   She was still just lying there, now curled up in a ball, on the floor
and still panting a little.
   I don't know what that is, she said.
   Don't be all lady mysterious, I said smiling, you know what I mean. 
When you're in bed at home at night, all ladies do that and why should you
be any different.  When you rub your fanny hole in bed, have you ever
experienced that, the feeling you've just had?
   She simply replied by shaking her head a little and then she said, how
did you do that?
   It wasn't me, it was you, I said.  It is your body isn't it?  Did it
really feel good.
   Mmmmmm, yeah, she whimpered, really really good.
   Want to experience that again do you, I asked grinning at her?
   Uh huh, she replied, nodding this time and now grinning.
   Come and sit here, I cooed patting the sofa.
   The way she lifted herself up of the floor you'd think she's just
climbed Mount Everest, there again I suppose it could be said that she had
just had a Mount Venus explosion.
   I got her to lie down on the sofa, her head in my lap.  That way I was
able to comfort her, stroke her pretty pigtailed black hair and
occasionally reach forwards and kiss her eager mouth.
   Of course I also had another hand free and I was able to reach out with
that and slip it under her shorty little blue flared skirt so I could
massage her wet cunt for her.
   Does that feel nice too, I asked her.
   Mmmmm, was all she replied.  Her eyes were closed and her mouth formed
an angelic smile, another thing to use as a good gauge.  I slipped the
knuckle of my forefinger against her outer and inner lips and just applied
pressure at first and then using my thumb I gently started to masturbate
her little clitty button which was still quite prominent from the last
little exercise.  Mmmmm, she kept mummering.
   Then I simply flicked my forefinger into the full pointing mode so that
it entered and sank into her cunt and without any warning, I jabbed it hard
in.
   Of course, I still had my other hand free and was able to smother her
mouth with it as she let out an enormous hymen bust scream, her eyes
blazing at me with extreme prejudice.  The wriggling was quite easy to deal
with since I had her head well covered and of course her lower body
remained pinned when I also dropped my thumb into her cunt and began giving
her a forefinger and thumb fucking.  The thumb and forefinger tips placed
together forming the lower half of a V shape, the digits naturally forming
an upper splayed formation that is an ideal shape for opening up any virgin
cunt.  I suppose its like shoving a wedge up it and no hymen on earth can
withstand a really good wedgie.
   Cold water is ideal for getting most bloodstains out of material so I
wasn't really worried about that.  All I needed to concentrate on was her
cunt and her concerns.  That was really quite easy, it was just a matter of
a lot of physical effort on my part to get her to the point of climaxing
again.
   Of course, she made her complaints known when I opted to let go of her
mouth and change position but I didn't let go of her cunt at any time.  In
fact, I made it my duty to give extra effort there.  By shifting position
and getting into a more passive position, kneeling on the floor by her
side, I was able to get more fingers into her slitty and deeper in too.  I
was also able to use my mouth on her clitty button and after perhaps an
hour or less, I had her panting and bucking her hips, a sure sign from any
woman that they need cock.
   Naturally I had to go through the usual volley of compliants - why,
pain, tears, blood and so forth - but a few well placed there, there,
there's accompanied by well skilled fingers and mouth attention soon washed
that blood away.
   Coupled to that was the addition of a young lady being presented with
her first erect penis or at least the first erect penis offered to her for
her personal and internal enjoyment.  On top of that, what young lady could
fail to be impressed with an erect penis prettily encased in a pair of very
lacy crotchless feminine rhumba panty knickers and a penis in exactly the
size that she needed to fit her.  A thin pointy penis under four inches
long in its erect form and so suitable for the more petite lady.
   Once the sobbing finished and after the usual confirmations of declared
love, it was an easy path to get her on her knees, her upper torso steadied
on the seat cushions of the sofa with her pretty bubble botty inviting me
to enter her puffy wet red vagina?
   Six strokes was all it took before I prematurely ejaculated a near days'
worth of saved up sperm deep inside her female genitalia.  It hardly
bothered her at all but it certainly satisfied me and this time it was me
who was left panting.
   I left her on her hands and knees and climbed back onto the sofa and
then lay down but making it careful to arch my legs at the knees so that I
didn't disturb her head
   Can I use the bathroom, she whimpered.
   Not yet, I replied, here suck this for me will you.  That's a good girl,
your head is in a good place for that and don't worry about the sperm
dripping out of your cunt, I'll be going up there again once you've got me
hard again.
   I felt her warm mouth suckle me and shut my eyes.  All that was needed
now was time and then I suddenly remembered.
   Come with me, I said, we're going to the bedroom and there's a bathroom
there you can use if you really need it.
   I had a few of those wonder pills in there.  I suppose I don't really
need them but they're useful in emergencies.
   Ten or so minutes later she had me hard as rock or at least she and the
wonder pills did and back on all fours again.  I was able to dump another
load, this time into her anus.  She complained about that as well at first.
Then I sank back into her cunt for a quick follow up dry cum fuck.
   I was still hard when she announced she had to go home because Mummy
expected her back.
   She left her panty knicker thong, she came back the next day for that,
so she said.  They always use excuses don't they.
   She might not be the youngest fuck I've ever had and she might not be
the best I've ever had but she's a good little 10 or 11 year old cum dump.
Well that's what I think and so does my mate now and he reckons she's the
best little cock sucker he's ever had.  She swallows, he said excitedly to
me as I watched her gobble and gag on his 8 inch erect penis at the same
time I was stuffed up her anus.
   Susie's a cock whore aren't you Susie, I said,
   Glmph, Susie replied.
   She's a good girl is Susie, a good little preteen cock whore - well they
love it at that age, don't they?
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SUSIE PRETEEN COCK WHORE