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Angelina
by WelshKF (address withheld)

***

I was given the job to install a new service at a migrant camp. I 
had been there many times before. You see, these farm families 
often come and go. (Mg, ped, 1st, oral, anal)

***

 I drove to the remote area. Several small shanties where farm 
worker families lived. Most did not speak English. Usually, it 
would be up to one of the children to translate for me. This day, 
the camp was unusually quiet. Normally there would be young 
children playing, or women hanging the day's washing. Today, 
however... there was not a soul around. 

 I located the assigned cabin. I had been at this one several 
times and knew I had to go underneath it to connect things. It was 
typically dark and moldy. I took my flashlight and tools. I had to 
crawl several feet on my hands and knees to reach the connection 
point. I positioned the light and started to work.

 I was almost finished when a sound startled me. Rodents, raccoons 
and other small animals would often get under these places, making 
nests or homes. Moving my light, I found myself catching two, 
small eyes peering at me from the darkness. They quickly moved out 
of my light. I followed the sound with the light. "Not a rodent!" 
I thought. It was a child, scampering further away. My Spanish is 
pretty bad, but I said, "No! Esta bien!" The child hesitated. 
"Habla Englais?" I said.

 The small voice murmured, "Si!" I introduced myself, explaining 
that I was only there to connect a new service. The child moved 
closer. As my light shined on it, I saw that it was a girl. She 
could not have been older than about 7, or so. Her face was 
filthy, framed by her black, long hair. She wore a white bed-
shirt, also very dirty.

 "What's your name, honey?" I asked.

 "Angelina!" she replied.

 "Where is everyone?" I asked.

 "Migra!" she said, very softly. Turns out, there was a surprise 
immigration raid on the camp. Everyone was taken. She had managed 
to hide from them under the cabin. All her family had been taken. 
Two days ago, she told me. She said that when she heard my truck, 
she thought it was the Migra's returning. So she hid again. I told 
her to follow me and we crawled out. I came out first. As she 
exited I could see her hair was matted. The bed-shirt was tattered 
and extremely dirty.

 "Are you hungry?" I asked. She nodded. I took her to my truck and 
got out my lunch kit. I sat her on the passenger side and gave her 
a sandwich and some soda. Even though she was covered in filth, 
she looked very pretty. She ate like it was her first time, ever. 
I stroked her hair away from her face. "How old are you Angelina?"

 "Almost 7," she replied, between bites.

 "And everyone's gone?" I asked.

 "Uh huh," she nodded. Beneath her bed-shirt, her tiny legs stuck 
out. They were the color of mocha cream. I could not help but 
caress her knee.

 "Well," I said as she finished. "I can't just leave you here... 
alone." I saw her eyes fill with tears. "No, honey!" I said 
softly. "I won't turn you in. But you can't stay all alone here!"

 The work load was very light, so I had all day to work this job. 
I knew that no one would come around, to check on me.

 "We should get you cleaned up!" I told her. I took her little 
hand and we walked into the cabin. I led her to the small bathroom 
and began to run water in the tub. Without looking at her, I told 
her to get undressed. I deliberately kept my back to her, knowing 
she was hesitant. "It's okay!" I told her. "No one's here and I 
won't hurt you." 

When I did look, before me stood this delightful, though filthy, 
naked waif. Her flat, tiny chest was dotted with two, dark 
nipples. Between her little legs... a tight, smooth little crease. 
I instantly fell in lust. One of my wildest fantasies was now 
standing before me. I helped her into the tub and gently began 
washing her. I scrubbed her feet, legs and stomach. I washed her 
little hands, arms and chest. My cock was raging in my pants. 
Fear, of what I was thinking, caused my hands to shake as I washed 
her hair.

 I had her stand up and I rinsed her pretty little body. My hands 
pushing the grime and scum off her tiny little frame. I turned her 
and rinsed her back and butt. Two of the most precious little 
bubble orbs. My fingers slid between them, carefully rinsing. I 
felt the tiny, wrinkle of her anus. I held the rinser as my hand 
slipped over her little slit. I shut the water off and pulled the 
drain plug. I took down a towel and began drying her.

 "Now what am I going to do with you?" I said, smiling. "I suppose 
you could come and live with me." I said, gazing into her warm, 
brown eyes. She smiled so sweetly back at me. I live in a very 
rural area. I rent a house from a landlord that lives several 
states away. Since I keep to myself, no one ever comes around.

 I told her that her parents and family would, most likely, not be 
coming back. "Would you like me to be your new daddy?" I asked. 
She looked a bit forlorn, but nodded.

 "It will be wonderful!" I told her. "I've always dreamed of 
having a little girl that I could care for... and love!" I looked 
deep into her eyes, "Would you like to be LOVED?" I said, 
emphasizing the last word. She nodded, a little shyly and said, 
"Uh huh... Sir!"

 "No dear!" I said, "If I am going to be your new daddy... you 
must call me 'daddy'. Understand?"

 "Okay, uh... daddy." she said, almost whispering.

 "Wonderful!" I said, drawing her to me. My hands caressed her 
tiny backside. She felt so tiny in my arms. I lifted her chin and 
stared into her face. "If you really want daddy to love you 
sweetheart" I told her, "then you must do EVERYTHING daddy tells 
you. Otherwise some very bad men will take you to prison! Just 
like your real family. Understand?"

 "Yes daddy." she said in a soft tone. My mind raced at the 
prospect of having her all to myself. I could, no longer, resist 
my urges. I tilted her face up and kissed her tiny lips.

 "Good girl!" I told her. "Now" I said, "you kiss daddy." She 
closed her pretty eyes and kissed my lips softly. Her mouth was 
warm and tender. I told her that before daddy could 'care' for 
her, he needed to 'love' her. I took her hand and walked her to 
the single bed in the cabin. I had her sit and lie back, her legs 
dangled over the edge. 

 At first, she resisted slightly as my hands parted her tiny legs. 
"This is going to be just the beginning of daddy's 'love'!" I told 
her. I knelt down and scooped her tiny butt, drawing her body 
closer to the edge. Before me was the tiniest little slit. My 
thumbs opened her little flower.

 I began with light kisses. Then my tongue licked into it. I could 
feel the hidden folds within. I could tell that she was very 
nervous. I dipped my tongue inside, gently licking the membrane 
within. There's really no way to describe the flavor. Using my 
thumbs, I spread the top of her slit, exposing the tiny pearl.

 "My love!" I whispered, "Daddy's going to give you a very special 
feeling." I placed my lips over the bud and suckled it gently, 
carefully teasing it with my tongue. I could feel her clitty 
beginning to firm. Her body tensed and I stopped for a moment. I 
told her that she might feel strange at first. That she may even 
feel as if she would pee, but that it was perfectly normal.

 I encouraged her to relax and allow herself to feel okay with 
whatever her body was going to do. I wet my index finger with 
saliva and softly probed. I resumed tantalizing her clit, easing 
my finger forward. Her hymen clung to my finger like a warm 
sleeve.

 "Uhhhh. Ohhhhh." she moaned. The tender manipulation on her 
clitoris by my lips and tongue caused her to begin to secrete. Her 
fluid wet my finger. My middle finger joined the first. I could 
feel her hips lifting to my suckling. I slipped my middle finger 
lower and pressed it to her warm, tight butt-hole. It tightened a 
little, but relaxed. I sucked hard at her clitty and pushed my 
middle finger entirely into her.

 Her body rose up. "Ahhh, oooo!" she groaned. God, how I wanted to 
fuck her right then. My cock was twitching and leaking pre-cum in 
my pants. I felt her hands grab my head. Then, the proverbial dam 
broke. Letting my upper lip press her clit, I covered the upper 
part with my mouth. A thick, warm cream squirted into my mouth. 
Her body shook.

 A second burst, thicker and richer followed the first. My new 
baby girl was cumming and I was the willing recipient. There are 
no words to describe the taste of a female's cum. My ears heard 
the guttural sounds, emitting from within her. Her body writhed as 
her third squirt, not as strong as the second, filled my hungry 
mouth. I swallowed it all, feeling the thick cream flow down my 
throat.

 I withdrew my fingers, very gently and moved back. Her legs fell 
over the edge of the bed. She lay before me, panting and moaning. 
Her slit glistened from her fluids. Her eyes were closed. Her face 
glowed from sweat. I had to have her. I quickly undid my pants and 
let my cock spring free. I wear no underwear and my jeans fell to 
my ankles.

 Her eyes opened at the sound of my voice. "Angelina" I said 
softly, "daddy's going to make you a very, very big girl now!" Her 
eyes lowered to my cock. I could see a hint of fear in them as I 
crawled over her.

 "Please...uh...no..." she moaned. I leaned down and kissed her 
face.

 "Daddy HAS to do this, honey!" I whispered. "It's the only way 
that you and I will be able to be together...forever!" I took my 
cock in my hand and fed the tip into her moist crease. Her little 
hands went to my chest, trying to stop me.

 "Please don't!" she groaned, "Please daddy... noooooo!"

 There was no turning back. I took her by her waist, my hips 
causing her legs to widen. She began to sob and plead as my cock 
inched forward slowly. I pushed my tip against the barrier inside 
her. Her soft, brown eyes went wide. Her face contorted and a low, 
guttural groan escaped her throat.

 Her shriek filled the room as my cock pressed through. I knew I 
was hurting her, but could not help myself. Tears flowed from her 
wide eyes. I could feel her hymen clinging to my cock, and then... 
it gave way.

 I'm not going to tell you that my cock is huge. By no means. 
Fully erect, perhaps 7 inches, on a good day. A little below 
average, I guess in thickness. Yet, I'm sure it felt massive to 
Angelina. I fell onto her... my pants falling free of one leg. I 
moved my leg up and pressed my hips forward. My cock felt her 
cervix. Pinning her below me I pulled back. Her pussy gripped my 
cock like an undersized glove. I stabbed forward. I urged her hips 
up to me.

 "Fuck daddy sweetheart! Fuck daddy's cock!"

 I felt her understanding. Her hips pushed against me. Once again, 
my tip felt her cervix. Her face was streaked with tears. Her eyes 
tightly closed... head rocking side to side. Her grunting and 
groaning sounds filled my ears. I knew I was going to cum. I 
placed my hand between her legs and my thumb pressed her clit. I 
lifted a little so I could look at her pussy. A sound, almost 
inhuman, escaped her throat. I felt her pussy contracting.

 At the instant her squirt shot out, soaking my pubic hair, I 
came. It seemed to never end. I can't ever recall cumming like 
this before. I pinched her clitty. Her cum ran with mine, soaking 
my fingers. I fell onto her and rolled, drawing her over me with 
ease. Her little body spasmed and shook. Her tears fell on my 
chest, soaking my shirt. I pulled her down to me and kissed her 
face, tasting the saline of her tears. Her pussy held my cock 
tightly, as if never wanting to let it go, as I drained.

 Both of us went still. Her little pussy's contractions continued 
to milk my softening cock. Her sobbing had turned to sighs as we 
lay together... locked in lust. There was the sound of 
disappointment as one of her contractions caused my cock to slip 
free. I rolled her to the side, kissing her.

 "Angelina," I said tenderly. "Daddy is going to love you and care 
for you... forever! Would you like that honey?"

 Her dark, brown eyes gazed into my very soul.

 "Ohhh yesss, daddy!" she purred.

 That was to be only the beginning. I had her remain hidden until 
I finished my day, then I came back for her. That night, I went 
online...with her beside me. I came across a website that offered 
false adoption paper work. I was able to accept a transfer to 
another state. I enrolled her in school there. No one ever 
questioned the idea that I was her daddy.

 Night, after wonderful night, we made love. I taught her 
everything about sex. Everything was so new with her. As if she 
was a fresh canvas. At home we would often be naked. Sometimes, as 
I prepared breakfast she would come to me and practice her blow-
jobs. Sucking me hungrily until I would cum. Her glorious, little 
asshole learned to accommodate me, expertly. Nothing would be 
denied.

 Raising a child is no easy task. As the years flowed, we had our 
ups and downs, but always prevailed. No, my tiny Angelina is 11 
years old. Her tight, little tummy, beginning to swell. Her small 
breasts have grown full. Through some personal ads, we found a 
special mid-wife. One that would happily keep our little secret. 
Her name is Karen. Of course, she joined us as a partial payment 
for not divulging what was going on. Angelina would be having a 
baby boy.

 Together, her Daddy and Aunty Karen would ensure he was well 
"loved" forever!

 END

 (I hope this story is enjoyed. But remember... it's intended to 
be fantasy only. In the real World, such a thing could never 
happen. Or, could it?)

