Much Too Young
by Skylight (address withheld)

How a young girl from a poor home becomes the object of a man who 
takes her virginity when she was only ten years old. A girl who 
watched her mother go from one man to another until she passed 
away and the 10 year old went to live with her seducer. (Mg, ped, 
1st, oral, anal, rom)


With a slow meandering walk Marci Barstow walked past the store 
fronts in the strip mall that was only two blocks from the 
apartment she shared with her mother and step-father.

Jean Young, Marci's mother, was affected with a horrific case of 
diabetes that resulted in her left leg being amputated over six 
months earlier. The leg had been removed a little over the 
distance half way from her knee to her hip. Complications from the 
diabetic illness was causing her eyesight to fail and her only 
view on live was clouded through her haunting eyes.

This limited the 27 year old mother's ability to move about and 
her ability to look at her only source of pride, Marci her bubbly 
and full of life daughter. After her first husband, and Marci's 
father Rob Barstow and she were divorced, life for Jean was soon a 
round of bars and worthless men. These men were the same who 
frequented the same bars Jean would find solace in by downing 
several shots of whatever alcoholic beverage she could solicit.

One such animal of a man, as Jean described him to a fellow 
drinker once was Ted something-or-the-other; who had came home 
with Jean and for over a week had taken up permanent residency. On 
a Friday evening before leaving to have their rounds of draft 
beer, Jean had told Marci to take her bath and get dressed for 
bed. After bathing Marci had walked into the efficient apartment 
where the sofa bed was open and Ted was sprawled across one end 
while waiting to go bar hopping.

The start of Ted something-or-the-other's downfall was his comment 
upon viewing Marci naked as she came from bathing. "Damn little 
girl, come over here and Uncle Ted will give you something cute to 
put between those sweet legs."

Immediately upon hearing the crude remark Jean exploded in rage 
over any comment or such an idea of sex when it came to her 
daughter. In the past she had told other men, both young and old 
that if they touched her daughter she would kill them. Looking at 
Ted with a deadly stare, Jean shouted out, "If you touch my little 
girl you will be one dead mother-fucker!"

That night after drinking to excess both Jean and Ted returned 
home and prepared for bed. Even in his drunken state Ted was 
sporting a long and narrow boner. His eyes took in the nude form 
of Marci as she lay on the small makeshift bed in the non-air-
conditioned apartment. While Jean walked to the bathroom, the 
lustful man moved over to the bed where Marci lie and moved her 
onto her back.

Still about half asleep, the young girl didn't realize what was 
occurring as Ted moved her young legs open and wedged his erection 
against her tiny sex. Ted's attempt to penetrate the small vagina 
of the young girl was short lived as Jean returned to the room and 
seeing what was occurring jumped onto the surprised man. "You 
fucker, I told you if you touched my daughter I would kill you," 
Jean shouted out in her rage, "Now get the hell out of my house."

For the next few days Jean refused to speak with Ted as he would 
hunt for her in one of the neighborhood bars. One night Jean told 
Ted, "Show around eleven outside Smitty's Bar."

Unknown to Ted the proud mother of the beautiful young girl had 
planned the revenge of the man who had attempted to rape her 
little girl. Smitty's Bar was entered via a dark dead alley and 
except for the blue and red lights that marked the left and right 
entrance doorway, respectively, the alley was dark. A large trash 
dumpster was located at the very end of the alley. The 
disappearance of Ted was hardly noticed in the area, and the 
driver of the trash hauler didn't see the savagely stabbed to 
death man in the dumpster, whose penis had also been cut off.

The alcoholic beverages soon increased the glucose levels that 
coursed throughout the young mother's blood stream and from 
becoming a Type One diabetic when she was seven years of age, Jean 
would forget to take her insulin and Metformin tablets as her 
doctor had prescribed.  One day while bathing Jane noticed a small 
black spot on the top of her foot, and just behind her big toe. 

By the end of two months Jean's condition worsened in part because 
of her failure in taking the medicine for her diabetic condition. 
The black spot had increased in size.  One night Jean collapsed 
outside one of the neighborhood bar she found comfort in and also 
a man who could provide her a moment of love, even if the term was 
truly just nothing more than sexual intercourse. That night she 
had just enjoyed a brief encounter in the restroom of Derek's bar 
with Dan Young and had returned to the bar and downed two shots of 
strong bourbon within fifteen minutes.

Jean didn't recall falling from the bar stool, nor the trip to the 
hospital.  With a blood sugar level at 35, Jean had passed out and 
was taken to the emergency room and the ER doctor on duty 
discovered the large spot on her foot and the swelling and redness 
of Jean's right leg. Performing the amputation of her leg, after 
consulting with the man claiming to be her husband, Dr. Cohen 
performed the operation necessary to save Jean's life. 

After two months passed the man, Dan Young, who worked through 
temporary day labor agencies, convinced Jean to marry him. Hearing 
from the man she had only known from having sex with for the first 
time the night she lost her right leg, and finding out Dan had 
told the doctor he was her husband, Jean accepted the fate of 
being a married person once again.  To his credit, Dan ensured his 
new bride took her diabetic medicine twice each day as required. 
To his discredit Dan continued pumping alcohol into his new 
bride's body nightly, if the money was available from either 
welfare or his daily work.

Nothing changed for the young girl of the household. Marci soon 
found she could walk the neighborhood streets and even walk around 
the store fronts on the commercial street that passed by the low 
income rentals where she now resided with her mother and step-
father. With only imaginary friends to spend time with, as Marci 
was truly a loner when it came to having girl friends or other 
kids to play with. When she went to the park to play, the other 
children seemed to see her, but other than letting her be with 
them, they never really spoke or include her in their games.

Today was like any other day when Marci got out of bed, took a 
bath and made pretend that she was a wealthy child, and for the 
first time in her life Marci picked through her mother's dollar 
store cosmetics. Applying some lipstick and lip gloss, Marci 
applied eye make up. For a child who had never made up her face 
previously, she had a certain knack to ensure it was evenly 
applied, although it was too thick for her youthful face.

Around eleven in the morning Marci waked the short distance from 
home to the strip mall and as she passed the fast food burger 
restaurant she noticed a group of men were watching her. Marci was 
aware in a limited way about sex, but not enough to understand 
what could happen to a girl her age if she didn't watch out for 
men who could harm her.

Looking in the store front window, Marci saw the image reflecting 
back at her, even if the semblance wasn't clearly defined, Marci 
knew the short ruffled skirt and cami top with the shoestring 
straps over her shoulders made her appealing. Thinking to herself, 
Marci thought, "Why can't I have at least a dollar so I could buy 
myself a sandwich or a cold drink? Why is my family so poor and we 
only having money for the rent and food? Yet mom and her man go 
out for drinks every night?"

Her footsteps once more were moving slowly past the burger shop 
and she stopped for a look at the picnic style tables on the tile 
patio before she walked over and sat down. Keeping her head tilted 
toward the table top, Marci was unaware that a man had stepped up 
beside her until he spoke.

"Hi pretty girl, would you like me to buy you something, if you 
will let me sit with you?" Then as an after thought, the man 
continued, "By the way, my name in DeWright."

Looking up to the sound of the voice next to her left side, Marci 
saw a large man, with a shirt on that showed his powerful arms and 
shoulders. The young girl knew from television and magazines that 
the man worked out to have such a physique and bulging muscles. 
"Yeah if you want too, but I don't know you so must sit across 
from me... could I have a cheese burger with bacon and lettuce and 
a large frosty drink, please?"

"Yeah if that's what you want. What's your name pretty one?" 
DeWright asked as he studied the pretty girl and wondered if she 
was about to get him in trouble. Having seen the cute girl around 
the area before when he came to the gym to work out, DeWright had 
wondered who the nymph was when he had noticed her around the mall 
and even walking down the sidewalks. Now he was asking to buy her 
some food. "Hell, will this lead to anything and if so, will I get 
arrested or is this kid experienced... no, she seems innocent, but 
likely comes from a poor family living in the subsidized housing 
two streets over," DeWright thought to himself.

"My name is Marci, but I can't tell you my last name as I don't 
know you," Marci responded.

Smiling as he left to obtain the food for the two of them, 
DeWright couldn't help but notice the makeup the girl had on, as 
she can't be more than ten or eleven, he thought. After purchasing 
food for the girl and his self, DeWright smiled at the pretty pre-
adolescent girl as he stood at the table looking down at her. 
Placing the sandwich and drink that she had requested on the table 
in front of the cute kid, DeWright noticed he could look down the 
front of the loose fitting top she was wearing.

The small pink areolas and tiny nipples were visible to his eyes 
and he couldn't help but think he'd never seen such small breast 
before. "Man they aren't even breasts; these are just spots on a 
girl this young. I better get my ass out of here before I end up 
in jail," DeWright thought. Yet he couldn't help but let the fact 
that pedophilia was entering his mind as it had when he first 
spotted this young girl a month or so previously.

After taking the seat across from the pretty girl, DeWright gave 
her a huge grin that showed his mouth full of perfectly pearl 
white teeth. Having spent over eight grand on his teeth so he 
looked perfect in the body building competition, DeWright knew the 
girl liked the look of his face and especially his teeth. 

His grin had an effect on all women he ran across in his life, 
including friends of his mother and the cheerleaders on his alma 
mater's football team at State when he was the starting 
quarterback. Had it not been for a shoulder separation during his 
last college game DeWright would have been the first round draft 
choice for the pros.

"So tell me Miss Marci do you come here often to meet guys or are 
you new in the neighborhood?" he asked the smiling girl as she bit 
into her cheeseburger.

"Kind of, but usually I just walk around and look in the store 
windows as I never have any money. Today I just decided to sit 
here on the patio and watch people walk into and out of the fast 
food place. How about you, do you come here often... DeWright did 
you say your name was?"

"That's the name my mom planted on me when I was born, but she has 
no idea where the name came from or how she picked the name for 
me. I come here a couple of times a week to have a snack after I 
work out at the gym over there at the building with the blocked 
out windows. Normally I don't eat fast food, but some days after 
working out it gives me some much need energy."

"Oh, so how come I've never seen you around here before when I 
come over almost every day?"

"Don't know why you haven't noticed me, but think I've seen you 
around. After all you're too cute not to notice pretty Marci. How 
come you never have any money, or won't your parents give you any 
to spend?"

For the next few minutes DeWright listened as the cute preteen 
explained about being poor and how her parents earned just enough 
to pay the rent and buy groceries. "Mon has one leg off because 
she is diabetic and my step-father Dan only has jobs he gets from 
an agency each day. Guess we're lucky he works to help mom and 
me."

DeWright about fell off his chair when he heard the pretty girl 
exclaim, "I'd do anything just to have five dollars in my pocket 
so I could go shopping once in my life."

Not letting the comment pass, but considered the remark wasn't 
meant the way he interpreted Marci's comment, DeWright asked, "You 
would do anything... you know that includes a lot of things that a 
pretty girl like you could do and have lots of money. Do you 
understand what I'm saying Miss Marci?"

With a blush across her face, Marci readily understood the 
possible comments her statement could lead the handsome large man 
to think, and after a few moments to consider her reply, smiled 
and in a giggling voice responded, "Sure, I know what that means, 
but I'm just a kid and not old enough to get in trouble like the 
older girls who live in the apartments."

Knowing he was treading on dangerous grounds, but determined to 
see how far the girl would go, DeWright looked at Marci, winked 
his right eye and asked, "Would you like to make twenty dollars 
and not just five?"

"You're crazy aren't you and why are you teasing me? No one would 
give me even five dollars, let alone twenty. I understand what you 
mean by making money and if I was older I just might do as your 
suggesting."

"Seems to me you're the one who is teasing... like saying you 
would earn money in an ornery way... how many boys have you 
kissed, cute Marci," DeWright asked the girl as he once more 
winked at her. DeWright knew the girl liked his winking at her and 
her smile was actually cute when it ran across her face.

I've never even kissed or done anything with a boy and you're a 
big man. Do you really like me enough to give me twenty dollars? 
What does a girl do when she gets money like that from a man?" 
Marci concluded in her questioning comments.

"She lets the man make love to her and..." before finishing his 
sentence, DeWright reached in his pocket and took out some money 
and handed the girl a twenty dollar bill.

"I'm scarred... and I'm not that kind of girl... where could we 
go...?"

"Come on and lets go for a ride in my car and maybe we can go to 
my place," DeWright said as he stood up and taking the young 
girl's hand in his, led her to his car. Holding the car door open 
for the girl, he looked at her slender and shapeless legs as Marci 
scooted into the seat of his sports car. Before his eyes were the 
girl's panty crotch and DeWright noted her panties were clean and 
the light blue of the material was tight and obviously too small 
for her as he could make out the outline of her small vaginal 
lips.

Inside the car they rode in silence for a few minutes and without 
any warning Marci seemed to have a fearful moment and commenced to 
sob lightly. Looking at the man who had treated her to lunch and 
gave her the twenty dollars, her young mind understood what was 
expected of her, but her fears caused Marci to ask her new found 
friend the question that was about to seal her fate sexually. 

There was no doubt what she would need to do if she wanted the 
twenty dollars, but the idea of sex was so foreign to her immature 
mind that she had to ask the question that would lead to her being 
assaulted by the man in some manner, but what manner she didn't 
have the wisdom to comprehend. In her mind Marci could only 
vaguely recall the man Ted who had lain on top of her one night, 
but it was only a hazy memory. Marci's voice had a quiver to it as 
she whispered, "Maybe you better take me home... I'll give you the 
twenty back. I'm too little and I'm afraid of what you want me to 
do with you and..."

"Relax and enjoy the ride... I promise not to hurt you and we can 
just talk today if you wish," DeWright replied while smiling at 
the trembling girl.

Reaching his apartment, DeWright pulled into the carport which was 
attached to his unit and provided the privacy so no one could see 
who was in his car unless they were standing in the drive. Getting 
out of his car quickly and walking around to open the door for the 
pretty preteen, DeWright held his hand out and took Marci's in his 
own and told her, "Come my darling and I will show you castle."

For the next few minutes after entering his apartment, DeWright 
spoke to the nervous girl and then asked, "Maybe you would like 
fifty dollars... and let's go into my bedroom and undress. If you 
don't want sex that will be okay, but we can just hug each other 
and talk," DeWright said, knowing it was a lie as he now wanted to 
bed the girl. Having watched the girl sit on the sofa across from 
the chair he was on, DeWright had observed the girls young legs as 
they swung back and forth and were too short to reach the floor. 
The image of her immature legs and the view of her light blue 
panties had DeWright's libido to point were he wanted sexual 
relief.

"Hell," he asked himself, "what will it be like to fuck a girl 
this young and small... and she'll be cherry... can I get my cock 
inside her pussy/" DeWright wondered. Getting up from his chair he 
took the hand of the cute girl and led her into his bedroom.

"Undress and I will also... I can't wait to see how pretty you are 
without clothes... I'll bet you're really cute naked... I've never 
been with a girl as cute as you." DeWright told the trembling 
girl.

"Maybe we should leave... I don't want to do it... you know what I 
mean... have you done it with girls before... you won't hurt me 
will you?" Marci asked with trepidation as she eased her blouse 
off. Then she unsnapped her skit and stepped from it and was now 
clad in only her panties and sandals.

When Marci saw the large penis of the man when he pulled his 
shorts off, she was unable to speak. Seeing her first male organ 
didn't give Marci the means to make a comparison of penis size, 
but her female instincts were such that she realized the man's 
thing was big.

Walking over to where the scarred girl stood, DeWright reached out 
and hugged her to him. Then he moved his hands downward and pulled 
her panties down her legs and DeWright kneeled down and eased them 
from her legs and off her feet. Taking the sandals from her feet, 
DeWright kissed the girls chest and even her tiny nipples which 
were so small it was like kissing the small nipple like apertures 
that surrounded the nipples on older females.

Standing back on his feet, DeWright pulled the young girl to his 
body and her small four and a half feet tall frame and he knew she 
assuredly weighed no more than seventy pounds. Studying the girl 
as he held here to him, DeWright determined Marci's stature was 
small sized when he thought of other girls her age. Hell my cock 
is just below her chin he concluded. Then he picked up Marci and 
carried her to his bed, and holding her to him as they lay on the 
bed with her in his arms.

The suddenness of the kiss on her lips surprised Marci and she was 
even more surprised when she felt the tongue pushing her lips 
apart. Once Marci had listened to some of the girls in the complex 
where she lived speak about being french kissed and she understood 
now what it meant to have a tongue shoved in your mouth.

The fate of both he and Marci was about to change DeWright 
understood as he moved his hands down along the young girl's flat 
chest to caress her non-existent breasts. Feeling the tiny nipple 
like protrusion was more exciting than DeWright could have 
believed prior to today. Slowly his hands moved all over the 
pleasing slim body of the girl and then he went for the ultimate 
goal of touching her virgin pussy.

"Oh no, you can't touch me there..." Marci said with excitement in 
her voice as she felt her body being fondled in a way she had 
always been told to not let some boy do, no matter how she felt 
toward him. This wasn't a boy she soon realized as she felt her 
legs being forced apart and a finger was now moving up and down 
the slender crevice.

"Come on sweetheart and open your legs for me," DeWright said as 
he broke the kiss from the tiny mouth of the preteen girl. Slowly 
DeWright moved his lips down onto the stomach of the cute girl and 
before she could stop him, wedged his face between her svelte and 
not quite sylphlike thighs. 

The smoothness of the tender skin covering Marci's thighs wasn't 
lost on DeWright's senses as his lips pressed the small cylinder 
like thighs of the petite girl. Somewhere in the back of 
DeWright's mind he understood the male desire to have an elfin 
like girl as a lover, and to hell with society's denial of such 
activity being legal or proper. Then DeWright moved his lips from 
the tender silk smooth skin to the holy channel of Marci's young 
body and permitted his tongue to enjoy its first taste of moppet 
pussy.

"Holy shit, she is just a kid," DeWright thought to himself as he 
slide his tongue between the small puffy vaginal lips of Marci's 
labia. Yet DeWright understood only one thing as he moved his 
tongue all around and inside the narrow opening of the willowy 
preteen's sex, "Even if I get shot for fucking this kid, it will 
be worth it... damn this is so..."

"Please stop, you shouldn't put your mouth on me like that... that 
is where I p... p... pee from," Marci sobbed out as she felt the 
man's tongue invade her lower body. Yet the feeling of the man's 
tongue was beginning to create excitement and a weird pleasure in 
Marci and the young girl realized the feeling was causing her to 
wonder what was going to happen next.

"Don't you like my kissing your cute little pussy... oh Marci... 
let it feel good and you'll enjoy what I'm doing... please let me 
make you feel good," DeWright said as he broke the oral 
stimulation to the girl's virgin pussy.

Something told Marci that she was going to experience a great 
moment of excitement from what the man was doing to her by kissing 
her private area.

Knowing the girl was enjoying the sensations of his tongue licking 
her pussy, as DeWright felt her tiny frame moving just slightly as 
he licked her tiny love button. Never could he have believed that 
sex with a young girl could be enjoyable until today, now he was 
surely hooked on preteen sex for the rest of his life.
Moving slowly so as to not scare the girl to much, DeWright moved 
between the slender thighs and using his own legs forced hers open 
wider so he could maneuver his hard cock to the entrance of her 
body. This was a moment when woman he had been with in the past 
would sometimes stop him from entering their bodies, as DeWright 
was well endowed with nearly eleven inches of thick hard manhood.

The act he was about to commit casued DeWright to recall when he 
was seventeen years old and he lost his virginity with the girl 
next door who was fifteen years old. 

Neither of the two understood how a large size cock can cause 
problems for not only a virgin, but for a small sized vagina on an 
equally small girl. Regina wasn't exactly a stick like figure, but 
her body was extremely petite and she was only four-ten, and 
weighed about a hundred pounds. And DeWright now thought of how 
the first girl he was with screamed bloody murder as he entered 
her body. Regina had slapped and punched him as he forcible shoved 
his teen erection deep up into her small pussy. After a few 
strokes DeWright recalled he'd shot off so suddenly he was 
disappointed in his first sex.

Using his hand to ensure the thick head of his cock was wedged 
into the preteen pussy, DeWright nudged the tip of his cock 
between Marci's resisting labia. Feeling how tight the tiny pussy 
was and it was resisting his entry to its depth, DeWright knew 
that taking this cherry would be harder than when he got Regina 
for both of their first times.

"Noooo, oh stop it hurts... aughhhhh it hurts," Marci cried out as 
the first push up into her young body by a penis parted her 
vagina. 

The head of DeWright's penis wasn't all the way inside the female 
opening of the little girl, and even short strokes weren't gaining 
the fat cock entry into the slot it was trying to part. "Damn, the 
feeling of this little girl wiggling around under me like a fish 
out of water is something else... oh hell I want to pop her cherry 
and I can't even get my dick in her!" he thought as he moved his 
cock as best he could so he could get his hardon all the way 
inside the child under him.

By now Marci was more than afraid and the pain of being speared by 
the large thing of the man was making her wish she had never gone 
to the strip mall today. Why did I tell him I'd do things like 
this for money... even if the older girls did it all the time? 
Then Marci felt the man reach the ultimate goal as his thing 
struck against her hymen; although she didn't know what a hymen 
was.

"Aughhhhhhhhh... nooooo... it hurts to much... take it out... I'm 
going to tell my mom on you... oh my god nooooo!" As her voice 
cried out, Marci realized even in her young mind what had just 
occurred and understood what is part of being a female, that the 
man had just taken her virginity. The pain was unreal and as the 
man kept pushing in and out of her body; Marci felt like his thing 
was so long it would come out of her mouth. 

Not stopping his probing and deep penetration of the young girl's 
no longer virgin body, DeWright continued to go deep up inside her 
tiny sex.

Speaking to herself, Marci thought, "Oh he must be way inside my 
belly because I can feel he is in me so deep." Tears ran down her 
face and she sobbed as her slender legs were kicking out in all 
directions. Never would she let someone do this to her again... oh 
what if my mom finds out that I've done this... oh god it is so 
hard!"

"Yea, oh my god it feels so fucking good... oh your pussy is so 
tight and good... oh yeah... fuck me back... bounce you little ass 
up and down..." DeWright was saying as he finally pushed through 
the little cherry that lay under him and he finally felt this 
groin against the girl's pubic bone. Using his hands to pull the 
child fuck's hips up to meet his deep strokes into her pussy, 
DeWright loved hearing her cry out as he tore her open and knowing 
she was giving him her cherry for money. 

Man, she is only ten years old... what a fucking trip... oh hell 
I'm going to get my nuts off in this little pussy, "Oh yeah I'm 
coming in your pussy Marci" DeWright said aloud as he filled the 
preteen pussy with its first load of come.

Marci had no idea what was going on with the man as he shoved 
deeper in her than before, and she wonder what he mean by coming 
in her pussy. After they had parted from the carnal act between 
them, DeWright moved and looked at the torn and jagged edge of the 
labia of the preteen girl, and knew that she was certainly 
bleeding from the lose of her virginity. DeWright had a nurse 
explain to him once how a pussy that has just lost its virginity 
has a jagged look about it on the labia and inside that it didn't 
have before. Now DeWright understood what the nurse had meant.

Still sobbing and holding her hands over her sex, while laying on 
her left side, Marci asked, "Why did you do it to me... you hurt 
me... does this mean you love me...oh it hurts down there... what 
did you do to me... what did you mean you were coming in my 
pussy?"

Explaining what had taken place from the start to the finish 
between them was enough to get DeWright hard once again, as he had 
continued to play in the bloody mess between the girl's silky 
unctuous bloody and come covered slimy coated thighs. Moving ever 
so slowly, DeWright was again between the slender legs and 
entering the no longer virgin pussy, even as the preteen asked him 
to not do it again.

DeWright moved the young and little girl fuck into various 
positions as he took her the second time. When he positioned Marci 
on her hands and knees, she sobbed out the total time he shoved 
his cock in and back out of her greasy pussy. When he moved the 
girl so she was sitting on his cock and had her move up and down 
on his erection, he loved watching her face as she rode her first 
cock. Just as he was going off, DeWright pulled her hips down onto 
his hardon and held her fast and deep as he once more cried out, 
"Oh hell girl, I'm dumping my come in your pussy... oh yeah I'm 
coming in you again."

Going home after being fucked three times, Marci walked with a 
tender and soreness between her young legs. Before leaving the 
man's house they had showered together. After washing off they had 
eaten apple pie with ice cream. Marci couldn't get over the fact 
she had two twenty dollar bills and two five dollar bills in her 
pocket. Holding her hand in the pocket of her skirt, and clutching 
the money in her fist, Marci tried to determine how she could keep 
the money without her mother finding out she had the fortune.

When she got home it was nearly five in the afternoon, and instead 
of being upset, Jean her mother, and her step-father were ready to 
leave the house.

"Hi honey, been to the mall?" Jean asked her daughter, and not 
noticing how she walked in a stiff and straddle legged step.

"Yeah mom... you guys going to Derek's... mom can you stay home as 
I want to tell you something?"

"Later honey, we'll be home shortly... bye bye," Jean said as she 
followed her husband out the door in her battery powered scooter.

"Why didn't mom stay here as I wanted to tell her what happened 
today," Marci said aloud as she walked into her room.

For the next few days Marci didn't go to the mall. Finally it was 
Saturday and she decided to go spend some of the money she had 
from the day she had sex. After buying some clothes and a pair of 
shoes, she headed for the fast food restaurant.

While eating the cheeseburger and enjoying the milkshake, Marci 
was surprised when a familiar voice behind her asked, "Hi pretty 
one, want some company?"

Turning to look to her left, Marci saw it was the man who had 
taken her to his house and completed the terrible act that had 
left sore even today, almost a week later. With a guarded control 
to her thoughts as if she was wise beyond her age, she looked into 
the face of the man who seemed to be befriending her. Marci saw 
the person before her had a brilliant smile on his handsome face 
that had captivated her less than seven days before. "I will go 
with you, but only if you promise not to hurt me again."

"Pretty one I would never hurt you for anything, besides I think 
you're too sexy for your own good... maybe I should marry you and 
take you away from this entire crazy place. Even as he spoke, 
DeWright understood he couldn't marry the cute little preteen, who 
had allowed him to have her cherry. DeWright had busted five other 
virgins, but without a doubt none was as tough to punch out as 
Marci's, or at least from a male ego point of view. DeWright 
realized he was lucky to have popped the tightest cherry he'd ever 
have the honor of doing.

Albeit the girl was only ten years of age, but his cock had no 
concept of age. The idea of being with such a young virgin and the 
first to part her legs and then feeling his cock part the narrow 
slot between them was something that was now and forever a part of 
a carnal desires that could only be satiated with the conquest of 
another young cherry being notched on his cock head.

"You can't marry me... you're being silly, aren't you?" Marci said 
as she replied and smiled as she spoke to the large man. Then she 
added, "Honest, you really hurt me and I only stopped bleeding a 
couple of days ago. My mom thinks I started my periods, and she is 
so dumb and doesn't even notice I haven't even got boobs yet. 
Promise you will never hurt me again?"

With a large grin on his face, DeWright laughed and told the girl 
whose cherry he had busted, "My god, your mother knows you had 
sex?"

"No dummy. She saw the blood on my clothes and bed and thinks I 
started my periods... if she knew I had sex with you I would be 
dead. Then Marci asked, "Would you like to see the clothes I 
bought with the money you gave me... if you want I will go to your 
place with you and try them on for you... promise not to hurt me 
this time..."

DeWright understood the girl was giving him the opening he wanted 
to drill her again with his cock, and wondered if she was aware of 
what she was saying or her innocence was truly still within her 
body and mind. Will, it sure as hell isn't still in her body, as 
my mattress cover is stained with the red from her cherry, he 
thought as he studied the girl's face. Letting his eyes travel 
across her body, DeWright was glad he was wearing the dark O&G 
sunglasses so she couldn't see the lust in his eyes as he thought 
of fucking her again today. 

"So, do you want me to show you my clothes...?"

"Sure, that would be great. " Damn, I've been here everyday 
looking for her and today she finally shows up... hell she is one 
good little fuck. Man, the second time I nailed her that little 
ass wiggled in my hands as I held her buttocks while pushing my 
cock as deep up her little tight cunt as I could reach," DeWright 
let his mind recall, and say to himself.

After they finished their snack, the drove to his house and once 
inside, DeWright watched the girl try on the clothes she had 
purchased with the money he gave her for selling him her cherry. 
Within five minutes Marci was learning how to suck a cock and when 
her mouth was full of come, she gagged and spit the viscous liquid 
from her mouth. With tears in her eyes, the pale faced preteen 
asked, "Did you pee in my mouth or...?"

Interrupting the girl, DeWright told her, "No, I just come in your 
mouth, and now you know what come is... lick it from my cock and 
you will enjoy the taste once you do it a couple of times."

"Ughhhhh, no it tastes yucky. I don't like it in my mouth... is 
that what you said you did inside my thing last time when we did 
you know what?" Marci asked.

"Yes, now you know what come is and today you will get more in 
your pussy if you want... do you want to make love with me for 
money or just for love, my pretty one?" DeWright asked with a 
softness to his voice.

"Gee, I like the money, but do you love me? I'm only a kid and 
your older and just teasing me, aren't you?" the confused ten 
years old asked.

After licking the tiny slit between the young girl's thighs for 
several minutes, and feeling her tiny body responding slightly to 
his oral stimulations, DeWright moved his large and muscular body 
between her sprayed legs. With a slow pace in conquering the tiny 
slit this time, DeWright was beaming with pride in knowing he was 
the first man to open the tender female sex, finally DeWright was 
completely up the tight sheath of her vagina. DeWright's cock kept 
probing deeper and deeper on each stroke he took within the 
clasping and immature child's pussy. 

Stroking slowly and firmly until he was buried completely up the 
gripping young pussy, DeWright could feel the young and still 
tender pussy from the fucking it received less than a week 
previously start the action of fucking him back. This amazed 
DeWright as he had no idea that a young girl could get enjoyment 
of being fucked like an older female. In his past he hadn't felt 
teenage girls start moving their pelvic area as this cute little 
girl was doing under him as he sensed she loved his cock, even 
though it was causing her considerable discomfort.

"Not so hard and deep... oh please not so hard... aughhhhh, 
nooooo, oh not so hard... you're hurting me," Marci was begging 
the man who had not only captured her virginity, but was now 
telling her he loved her and wanted to marry her. 

Wanting to make the girl enjoy being fucked, DeWright knew she was 
able to grasp his passionate sentiments in her young mind, and 
again he told her he loved her. "Oh Marci, I love feeling you move 
your little pussy up and down. Yeah, move your little ass around 
like that... do you want to be my wife? Oh damn you fuck me so 
good... push your pussy up and take my cock... make me come in 
your tight little cunt... aughhhhh... now baby! Tell me you want 
me to fuck you and fuck you hard and deep..." 

In her immature mind, Marci could only accept the comments as 
truth and she finally cried out, "Do it anyway you want, fu... 
fuc... fuck... fuck me... there I said it. Now are you happy 
hearing me used that bad word? Fuck me, even though it hurts, but 
I love you, also. Oh golly you're hard and deep." 

With tears in her eyes, the preteen decided that whatever the man 
who loved her wanted must be what love was between a man and 
woman. Now she understood what her mother was enduring when she 
heard her crying out at night in bed with Dan.

The tiny buttocks were so small that they only filled each of 
DeWright's large hands. When his finger touched the tiny rosebud 
hidden between the parted cheeks of her hips, DeWright know what 
he wanted from this child before the day would end. "Oh yeah, I 
want her cherry butt," he told himself.

Penetration of her anus was the most horrific and burning 
sensation she had every felt and Marci begged the man to stop and 
do it in the front as it hurt so bad in the back. Yet Marci was 
forced to endure the probing of her back hole by the large penis. 
The child's young mind determined she could only survive the 
assault by telling herself over and over that the man ripping her 
open loved her.

"DeWright loves me and wants to marry me... I must let him have me 
anyway he wants... oh it hurts and burns so bad!" the girl sobbed 
out as she held her hips up in the air and rested her forearms on 
the bed. Tears ran from her eyes by the time the man who said he 
loved her had emptied his come in her sore butt and she could feel 
his large hard thing get soft and finally it seemed to simply fall 
out of her back hole.

When the afternoon was over and Marci walked into her house, she 
saw her mother was seated on the sofa with two policemen. Her 
mother motioned for her to come sit on her lap, and with tears in 
her eyes, told Marci, "Honey, these policeman are here because Dan 
did something terrible and he has been... he robbed a bank and he 
shot at the police... he was... ki... kill... killed during the 
shootout at the bank..."

Three days later, Marci and her mother returned from the graveside 
services for Dan. On the way home Marci listened as her mother 
told her she had no will to live any longer and they must decided 
what to do about her and who she could stay with when mommy was no 
longer around.

"Mom, I have a friend and I can stay with... but you aren't 
leaving me are you?"

"Honey, if something should happen to me... as I will not be alive 
much longer, so you go to your friend and ask to stay with her or 
the authorities will place you in a foster home. I have no desire 
for you to live like that. Who is your friend... can you bring her 
here so I can meet her?" In her mind, Jean had no concept that her 
daughter's friend was a man.

"Maybe I can mommy..." yet Marci wondered how she could explain 
that her friend was a man. Two days later Jean told her daughter, 
"Honey, you must pack all your things as if you never lived 
here... and go to your friend's house and ask her to let you live 
with her. My time is up... just remembered that mommy loved you."  
With a kiss to her daughter's cheeks, and a hug, she told her 
daughter to pack her things and find her friend.

Listening to the preteen girl as she told her story about her 
mother and step-father, DeWright was taken back. He had heard the 
story on the news about the bank robber and then about the widow 
mother being found dead outside a bar a couple of days later. Now 
he understood one thing, his life was suddenly changing and 
realized he and his new found daughter must move to another city.

That night was the first night for several years that the two of 
them shared a bed and even though it was never a true marital bed. 
They lived together as the happy life of a married couple until 
DeWright passed away when he was in his eighties.
