Orphan 3 (Mg, gg, FM, FF, Anal)
by Osric134



She convinced her parents to make a will, making Colin her legal
guardian if anything should happen to them. Colin said she
shouldn't, but she had insistent and her parents didn't seemed to
mind.
The will was written up, signed and witnessed. Colin felt very
uncomfortable about the whole thing. He now had a motive to kill
the parents if they died suddenly for any reason and the police
decided to investigate him, not that he was thinking anything
even resembling that. He liked the Reynolds' a lot, knowing how
much they cared for the girl, how much they wanted her to
succeed.
He had spent that holiday with the girl coiled around him, his
thick black cock buried impossibly deep in her little holes. She
had wanted him all the time, as if making up for lost time. He
couldn't believe it when she swallowed half of his cock in the
most amazing blow-job he had ever experienced. She especially
loved having him up her tight bum a lot, sitting in his lap in
the jacuzzi, his cock deep up her tight, tight arse to the hilt
as her parents sat just opposite them. She was daring and took
lot's of chances, exciting him, frightening him, even delighting
him.
He had reservations still about this relationship, worries about
why he had allowed her to do this, why he had let it continue.
But the truth was he never met anyone like her.
She sat in his lap now as they discussed the Olympics next year.
She would be eligible to enter and she was very excited, knowing
that she could actually become the first British athlete to win
the world championships gold medals as well as the Olympic gold
medals.
They were alone now, her parents gone upstairs to fuck once
again. She got his cock out and had sunk slowly down on it,
taking it all the way up into her guts.
"Ahhhhhh!" she sighed and rode him slowly.
He gasped too, buggering the girl for the first time in her
parents' home.
"Oh Colin, I love you so much!" she said, twisting around to kiss
the man.
They remained like that for a long time, Colin cumming twice in
her bowels before they had to separate and go to bed.

The eleven year old was looking at the calendar and checking to
see how long before her twelfth birthday. She was still excited
about the Olympics next year, her training was going very well
and she had little time for her school work. She would have to
catch up later with some intensive study.
Colin had been very worried lately and it wasn't about them
having sex in her dorm room either that was bugging him. She had
asked him what the problem was but he shook his head and told her
that it was something he would deal with later. But she was
becoming worried and started checking up on him, wondering if he
was seeing someone else. Her performance on the bars and the mat
started to suffer and she slipped and hurt her wrist, having to
see the specialist. He was very distraught, not wanting anything
to upset her chances of winning gold next year and told her to
concentrate only on her training.
But she had a few weeks off and started to use that time to check
up on him, seeing him talking to various people, one woman more
than once. But she never saw him going anywhere with any woman
and was seriously concerned about what it was that annoyed him.
She managed to get her hands on his mobile phone after a long
sessions in his bed one afternoon. He lay sleeping and she went
through all his outgoing calls, spotting one familiar number. She
knew it to be her accountant and called the woman the very next
day.
"Hi Rachel, I need the details myself!" she bluffed, talking as
if she had already been in the loop.
She listened intently, her face going dead at the woman's words.
"OK, don't let Colin know that I spoke to you. I know how worried
he gets about me." she told the woman and hung up, her eyes like
ice.
It had been as she had suspected, she had already noticed a
worrying trend at home and now she had all the proof she needed.
It was why she had coaxed them into making that will, why she
spent so much time away from them.

Colin was worried, The girl was much more clingy that usual,
wanting to be with him much more than her parents. He had tried
to keep what he had learned from her, waiting to confront the
couple at a later date. He didn't want the girl to know that her
parents were squandering all her money on property abroad, a
series of houses in London they had put up for rent, cars, a
large boat and even a load of private investments, all of which
were in their names only. They had used their daughter's money
from her sponsorships to set themselves up for life. Very little
was actually left in the girl's account, the money all but gone.
Colin was furious. What had they done that? Why had they left her
with nothing?
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Mrs Reynolds laughed
when he managed to get her alone.
"The money has gone and Rachel has recorded proof that you and
your husband have been siphoning off the cash to your private
accounts!" he told the incredibly aloof woman.
"I think that it's probably time for my daughter to have a new
trainer!" she smiled evilly, "Unless her current one can learn to
keep his mouth shut. She's a little child, she doesn't need all
that money. We do, we need to live and have fun. We deserve ot
after all the things we've had to deal with!"
He stared at her, unable to believe that the people he liked and
respected had turned into this.
"Oh Colin," she smiled and traced a slender hand down his huge
chest, "It doesn't have to be like this!"
She stepped closer, her smile turning very sexy.
"We could be very good friends, you and I." she told him,
pressing herself up against him, "I've always had a thing for
you. We could be lover's behind my Mr Reynolds' back. Anyway,
it's not as if she won't get more money soon."
He pushed her away and left the house, vowing not to return there
again.

The crash that killed her parents came suddenly, the police
claiming that the brakes on their sports car had failed.
Apparently the husband had been going to the mechanic's garage
constantly to get them fixed and someone must have accidentally
left the linkage loose, causing the fluid to leak. He had been
unable to stop when the truck swerved suddenly into his path to
avoid a young girl who had suddenly run into the road.
Colin stared at the mangled remains of the girl's parents on the
mortuary tables, wondering if poetic justice hadn't been done
here somehow. It had been a real shame that they turned out that
way, he had liked them once.
He went back out to the girl and nodded, the girl bursting into
tears again. He went to her and hugged her, now her legal
guardian, leading her away from that awful place where her
parents' bodies lay.
He knew that she had been orphaned for the second time in her
life, not knowing the real details of her first. As the drove in
the back of the limousine, he hugged her, amazed at her strength,
her poise as she faced everyone at the news conference before.
She smiled sadly up at him and snuggled against him.
The funeral was quick, only a day afterwards, the girl insisting
on it. Her parents' property, bank accounts and belongings were
hers now, the accountant went through everything, finding all the
money accounted for in the various 'pies' that the Reynolds
couple had stuck their fingers in. Colin still couldn't believe
that it had all ended up like this.
At least she was fit now, and had even insisted on restarting her
training. She worked harder, longer, determined to make up for
lost time. He had to pace her, not wanting to let her overdo it
and injure herself again.
At night she climbed into his bed, snuggled up against him, not
even wanting sex. She fell asleep in his arms, her small,
powerful body curled around his.

The little girl was sitting in her room at home, packing her
things to go with Colin.
It was four months after the Olympics in China and she still
sported her four gold medals, one for each of the events in the
gymnastics tournament. She had high-scored on all of her
routines, the judges giving her the highest marks.
The girl had done the rounds of TV and radio shows, doing some in
France, Germany and even America.
She tidied up the room, a room she no longer used, and put away
her books.
There was one book she knew she should get rid of, the manual for
the expensive sports car her father used to drive, the one he
crashed in. There was still a marker in it on the page about the
brakes.
The wealthy twelve year old smiled and dropped the book in the
rubbish bin as she walked out of the door on her way to Colin's
car.
"What was that you just threw out?" he asked her.
"Oh, just a little project I used a while back, I don't need it
any longer." she smiled and slipped into the seat next to him. He
shrugged and signalled the driver to go on.
She looked back at the house for the last time, not planning to
ever go back there. She was sad that it didn't really work out,
realising that things would have been different if she had done
something else, not got into gymnastics at all and had just been
a different little girl.
She sighed and leaned back against her coach, her legal guardian,
her lover. His arm came up around her, hugging her. She knew he
wouldn't betray her, he loved her the way she loved him.

Their new home was not extravagant or big, it was detached and
had a nice big gym built in the old garage that used to house
four cars. The new garage only needed to hold one, the Azure Blue
Ford Mondeo ST parked there now. At the back was the jacuzzi in
the enclosed patio and a nice big garden.
She had insisted on having the place rebuilt to her needs after
he told her that he would buy it.
She had a separate bedroom for show, all her things were in it,
but she slept in his room, in his bed, fucking him every night.
He was welded to her, glued to her holes tightly. She owned him.
The girl had grown taller, her body sleek and very, very sexy.
Her small, almost flat breasts and flat muscular stomach giving
her the perfect body for modelling, letting her retire and change
career. But she still worked out, still trained hard in the new
gym she demanded her lover build in the old garage.
Colin sat in the lounge, reading his magazines and considering
going back into teaching.
"No!" she said, shaking her head as she dropped into his lap,
accidentally tearing the cover of his book, "I don't want you to
do that. You have all you need here!"
"But I'm bored!" he sighed, "I need to do something!"
She smiled at her sudden thought and hugged him.
"How about you take on some kids and train them as gymnastics?"
she suggested, "I know two girls who could do with a new life,
and a new 'Daddy'!"

They ran to her, the blonde girl and the brunette, hugging her
tightly. They had changed, grown. But their faces remained the
same, very pretty. They had been in and out of homes, but
remained in constant contact with her. Now they would be with
her, living with her and her lover. She had plans for them, plans
for them that involved Colin and that nice new gym.

Colin stood in the gym watching the two girls work out, guiding
them, coaxing them when they needed it. They were very flexible,
surprising him with their ability to learn. The blonde got the
hang of the bars faster than he could have imagined, the brunette
was very good with the mat discipline, loving to dance and do
somersaults.
He stood watching them work, guiding their routines down to the
most minute detail, realising that they could actually win
competitions once he spent more time with them.

The girl smiled as she watched him sleep, his cock still hard
after all her teasing. She had not fucked him, it was part of her
scheme to control him. She slipped out of bed and gone to the
girls' room waking them and slipping her tongue into them until
each of them orgasmed. She brought the blonde first, helping him
onto his cock, waking him with the girls tightness and squeals of
pain.
"Wha... What... Oh Shit!" he gasped, the savage grip of the girls
vulva almost too much for him.
"Shhhhhh!" she hushed him, "Relax and enjoy her. She's a good
girl and does what she's told!"
"Oh God!" he moaned, unable to push the girl off, his need
overcoming him.
He clutched her buttocks, humping up into her, causing her to
squeal and gasp more.
"That's it Darling, fuck her real good!"
He felt her gripping his cock harder, her belly quivering. She
screamed as she orgasmed hard on him, grinding his cock inside
her viciously tight pussy. He grunted, gasped and groaned as he
blasted the four day old sperm into her, coating her womb.
The girl laying next to them giggled, satisfied and happy.
"Take a rest Darling, you have all night in her. Tomorrow you can
play with the other one!"

Colin was very proud as he stood next to the three of them, the
blonde had won silver at the European Games and the Brunette a
bronze. They had both come up the rankings in the two years and
now they had won medals.
Both girls were fifteen now, both having lucrative deals with a
well-known sports drink firm and a sports clothing manufacturer.
The blonde's sleek, sexy body adorned many sports magazine
covers, the Brunette had become the face of a cosmetics company's
advertising campaign.
He had more than his fair share of managing their contracts and
TV appearances, keeping him too busy to notice that he was being
stalked by a attractive woman from one of the girls' sponsors.
Isobel James was a small, pretty woman who spoke softly and
exuded an innocence that was misleading. She was a shark and
ruthlessly moved up in her firm by fucking both the men and the
women to get where she was. She had recently ridden the lap of
her director to get this lucrative deal with those two gymnastics
girls, fixing her hungry eye on Colin Philips, the tall black man
who managed and guardianed the girls. He had already been
responsible for one huge champion in the lovely Reynolds girl,
now he had two new charges who were already hot stuff and they
would be going places when their gymnastics careers were over in
another year or so. Isobel wanted to be involved, she wanted to
buy-in on their success. She didn't mind sleeping with him, after
all he was quite handsome, there was just the matter of that
Reynolds girl again. She stood over him like a guard, seemingly
involved in the management of the two girls. She had to get to
her first, then she could get to the girl's manager and make her
fortune.

The girl was sixteen a month ago, having loads if celebrity
guests at her party. Colin was uncomfortable around famous
people, standing back and letting the girls enjoy themselves.
"Mr Philips!" said the voice at his side.
He turned to find Isobel James standing there, smiling at him.
She was a pretty woman with quite a sexy little body, he always
got a bit hot when she came calling. There was just something so
primal about her, something needy and sluttish that said she
needed sex all the time to survive. That thought always made him
hard.
"Oh, Mis James..." he was saying.
"Izzy! Call me Izzy!" she smiled.
"OK, Izzy... How nice to see you. I didn't know she invited you?"
he asked.
"Actually I came with Amanda Bennings, the ex-tennis star!" she
smiled, her face an open invitation to fuck right there.
His cock jumped again, fighting to stand up in his trousers.
"Oh, OK." he smiled back, wanting to push his hand into that open
neck of her blouse and cup those amazing looking breasts.
"So, you avoiding everyone?" she laughed, "You seem to be staying
out of their way!"
He laughed nervously.
"Well I am actually, I don't like these things. My charges keep
insisting I come though so I guess I have to come. They do pay my
salary!" he laughed taking a nervous sip of his drink.
"Well if it's any consolation I hate these things too!" she
laughed, again that invitation for a kiss, her mouth pouting.
Colin rubbed his eyes and yawned, he was tired and really wanted
to go home. Izzy smiled up at him, her smooth chest and firm,
wax-like breasts teasing him to distraction.
"Do you like them?"
He was startled.
"Err... Like who?" he asked.
"Not who, what!" she laughed, "My breasts, do you like my
breasts?"
He was stunned and unable to speak. She laughed again and his
cock jumped.
"I saw you looking at them and I believe you'd like to touch
them!" she chuckled sexily, "Well they'd like you to touch them
too!"
She advanced on him, backing him into a lonely alcove and grabbed
his hand. She placed it on her smooth breast, helping it into her
dress to cup the firm, hard tit in his palm. He moaned, her hand
stroking the bulge in his trousers.
"Oooooh! That feels so good!" she sighed.
He was not sure if she meant his hand or hers as he fondled the
amazing breasts in his hand, sighing with pleasure as he did,
feeling double pleasure as her stroking hand stirred his cock
further.
The sound of his name being called brought them both out of their
sexual fondling, he knowing that he had only just been stooped
from fucking the woman right there.
They came out quickly, she fixing her dress, only to be
confronted by a very annoyed birthday girl.
She had been cool with him ever since.
Now he sat in his bedroom, considering leaving the whole
'shebang' and going back to the quiet life of teaching. He had
never wanted to fuck under-age girls in the first place, now he
had three and he was feeling decidedly uncomfortable about the
whole thing. When it was just her, he could tell himself that he
loved her, but now it felt like he was a commodity to be used.
Even that James woman, Izzy, had started coming over all the
time, trying to make up with the girl and getting the other two
new advertising deals worth many millions.
But he was still in his lover's bad books and he could see no way
out of it.
He made a decision, now he had to carry it out.

Continued...


  
Orphan 3