Young Needs 1 (MF, Mg, Anal, Oral, Inter, Rp, Ped)
by Osric134


Remember: I don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with
children, I don't rape and never have, used drugs nor have I
murdered anyone. I don't encourage anyone to do any of the things
my characters do and none of the situations are real either.
These are just stories that have taboo themes in them and NOT
wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and hope no one
takes my tales as anything but strokable fun.







Clare Banning was unable to control her sexual nature. The rape
had set her off, the men dragging her into the back of the park
when she was just eight years old and sperming her once virgin
holes many times until they were done with her, leaving her naked
and sprawled on the ground in the middle of the wood. Her clothes
were damaged but she put them back on.
Clare remembered the pain of entry, the beatings she got with the
man's thick belt when she didn't obey him, the tearing of her
hymen as he entered her, the deep ache in her bowels as they
slowly sodomised her and then made her suck their cocks clean.
She had staggered home many hour's later, her clothes in tatters,
her aching bottom and her bleeding pussy still leaking the men's
sperm. The girls throat sore after taking so many cocks so deep.
She had so much cum in her stomach now, had swallowed so much of
it that she could still taste it every time she burped.
"What happened to you?" her mother gasped.
"I got beat up by some girls!" she lied, going up to the bathroom
and cleaning herself up.
Clare had never understood why she had lied like that, she wasn't
ashamed of herself or anything. She just didn't talk about the
rape.
She lay in the bath, fingering herself, examining her holes to
see what damage had been done. Her pussy was different now, not
the two plump lumps it used to be. Now it was open and her inner
flesh was sensitive. She moaned as she stroked the flesh,
slipping her fingers in and humping her hips as she slid them in
and out of herself. She soaped her bottom, sliding her fingers in
there too, enjoying the feeling.
She was eating dinner after doing her homework, then sat watching
TV with her mother.
She was back at the park the next day, walking past the same spot
that the men grabbed her, but nothing happened. No one came and
she went on disappointed. Her mother looked pleased when she
arrived home in once piece though.
Clare started up her computer, doing her usual searches for
clothes and hairstyles. She typed in the words 'black' and
'shoes' and got a lot of links. But there was one that intrigued
her, the one with the word 'Black cock' in the title.
Clare clicked on it and found a whole page of porn video clips,
each one with a huge black man stuffing his long, thick black
penis into pretty white girls. Some of them had those girls
sucking them in their mouths and others had the girls being
buggered.
Clare clicked on a link and watched the scene as the big,
muscular black man sodomised this little Asian woman and she
moaned and gasped as he reamed her bum. Clare kept going through
each clip, seeing the man squirting his thick white goo into her
mouth and the woman playing with it before sucking it down and
licking her lips.
There was page after page of this filth, the little girl felt her
pussy juicing, wetting her panties as she watch more of the
clips. She stroked her crotch, watching the men gang-fuck a
woman, using all of her holes over and over and over again in
different part of the various clips.
Little Clare Banning orgasmed on her stroking fingers many times
before she went to bed.

Clare found her mother's dildo in a box under the woman's bed
when she went looking for one of her old dresses when she turned
nine. She knew what it was because she had seen them on the
internet clips that she couldn't stop watching now.
The thing was about six inches long and black. It had a switch at
the bottom and it screwed off to reveal batteries. Clare took the
thing and hid it in her bedroom, laying in bed that very night
and rubbing Vaseline on it, sliding it up against her bum-hole
and switching the thing on. Clare moaned as it entered her,
nosing through the tight entrance to her bottom and then filling
her up as she stuffed it in deep. It hurt her, but she liked
that, forcing it all the way in and laying there, moaning as the
thing buzzed in her rectum.
"Oooooooh!" she cooed, stroking her plump little pussy at the
same time.
She writhed and moaned, cumming on her little fingers and
shuddering as the thing just kept buzzing in her arse, keeping
her going.
She lay in her bed, whimpering, the thing still stirring her
senses as she reached down for it, dragging it out of her anus
and holding it up to her face, smelling it. She made a face, then
stuck out her tongue, licking the slimy thing. The bitter tastes
gave her a thrill, knowing that it had been in her bottom. She
sucked in into her mouth, tonguing it and slumping on it until it
was clean.
Then she slipped it up into her pussy, jamming it in deep and
switching it back on, laying there trembling as she started
cumming again.

"What was all that noise in your room last night?" her mother
asked her.
"Oh, I was playing computer games!" she said, "I forgot what time
it was."
Annie Banning looked at her daughter and shook her head.
"I don't want you playing games that late, sweetheart." she said
to her daughter, "You need to get up for school!"
Clare grinned, she was feeling really good since her orgasms, the
dildo was so nice in her body that she decided to keep it and use
it every night.

Clare pleasure herself with the device every night for many
months, but she wanted some real cock. She wanted ones like the
big black men who fucked those little white women in those film
clips she love to look at.
She visited the park every day, never once seeing those men,
feeling disappointed and coming home to lock herself in her room
and thrust the black, robbery object deep into her bottom, laying
on her belly and stroking her plump little pussy until she
orgasmed.
Clare sobbed as she lay there, the need within her for a man to
thrust into her was so very strong and she really was getting
desperate.
The little girl didn't understand why she felt like this, she
knew all about 'bad touching' from her teacher's at school. She
knew that it was wrong and that what those men did to her was
very, very bad, but she needed that 'bad touching' again. She had
a deep need inside her that needed to be filled, a hunger that
needed to be fed on cock and greasy sperm.
The dildo was very nice, but she needed a real, lovely thick cock
to hurt her insides and squirt the cream into her, filling her
little pussy, her mouth and her tight bum with man-cream.

Clare was ten when her mother came home with someone from her
work that the girl had never seen before. The man was black,
tall, muscular and handsome. He smiled with such white teeth and
he smelled wonderful.
"So, who's this gorgeous young lady?" he asked when they arrived.
"That is my daughter, Clare!" Annie smiled proudly, "She is the
brightest little thing you will ever meet, much smarter than her
mother anyway!"
"Well I am very pleased to meet you, young Clare!" he grinned,
his eyes shining as he looked down at her, shaking her hand in
his big paw.
Clare giggled, her own eyes bright and her pussy already starting
to leak into her panties. The little girl felt her body stirring,
her need growing.
The man gave her a puzzled look and then smiled again, standing
up and going off with her mother. As he walked through the door
to follow the woman, he turned back to smiled at her again, that
puzzled look still on his handsome face.
Clare moaned as soon as he left, her fingers going straight to
her pussy, stroking it through her wet panties and shuddering as
she suffered a gentle orgasm.
She wanted that man, she wanted him really bad.

The little girl stayed near-by, watching the man and her mother
working, her mother was working from home a lot nowadays.
Clare found out that this nice man, Orin Richards, was her
mother's boss, the man who owned the company she worked for.
Clare watched from the door way, peeking at them as they worked,
the two of them grinning at each other and then going back to
their work on Annie's computer. Even young Clare could see the
sexual tension between the two adults, she watched as her mother
leaned close to the man and Orin rested his hand against the
woman's back, just over her hefty buttocks. Annie turned and
looked at him, smiling again and continuing their work without
removing his hand.
They were going to fuck very soon and Clare wanted to get to him
first.

"Mummy, why don't you invite that nice man over to stay with us
for the whole weekend?" she asked as they sat down to dinner.
Clare watched as her mother blushed, her face a deep red.
"Oh, I don't think he'd want to do that!" she said.
But Clare asked the man when he came over the very next day.
"Why don't you come and stay with us for the weekend?" she asked
before her mother could stop her.
"Clare, I'm sure Orin has more import..." her mother started to
say.
"Nonsense!" he laughed, "I would love to come and spent time with
you two beautiful ladies, if your mother would have me?!"
Annie blushed that lovely red colour that Clare loved to see,
looking down at her feet like a child.
"Well..."
"Say yes, Mummy!" Clare insisted.
Orin was looking at Clare, eyeing her, his eyes bright and his
trousers bulging. Clare could smell his arousal, she knew that
was what it was somehow. She could even smell her mother's too.
The woman wanted her boss, badly.
Clare grinned up at him, licking her lips as she had seen those
women do on the internet. She saw his bulge jump and she knew
that she was going to fuck him, very soon.

Orin ended up inviting them to go and stay with him at his family
home in Oxford. The large house had many rooms that Clare
couldn't count and the man shared it with his very youthful
looking father.
Wayne Richards was as tall as his son, but thicker around the
shoulders and possibly more handsome. He greeted Clare's mother
with a hug, grinning at her and then staring at her bottom when
she turned sway to introduce Clare to the man.
"This is my daughter, Clare!" she smiled.
The man bent and took her hand in his big one.
"Well, I must say that I am very please to make your
acquaintance." he smiled, "You are a very pretty young lady, if I
was ten years younger...."
Her mother laughed nervously and Orin sighed and shook his head.
"Dad, she only ten!" he said.
"Oh? I thought she was nineteen or twenty, she's so gorgeous!"
the man said smiling, making Clare blush now with his compliment.
They got them settled in, Annie had a room near the stairs and
Clare had a room all by herself all the way down the corridor
next to the third bathroom. She loved being so far away from the
adults, she would be able to use her black dildo on her bottom
and her pussy every night without being heard.
As she unpacked her things, there was a gentle knock on her door
and the big older man came in, smiling and carrying some
blankets.
"Hi there, Gorgeous!" he smiled, "I bought you some more
blankets. It usually gets quite cold down this end of the house."
"Thank you Mr Richards!" she grinned as he rested them down on
the bottom of the bed.
The man sat down and smiled at her, Clare feeling a sudden
shudder when she looked at his smiling, handsome face. She
automatically stepped closer to him, feeling her heart beating
excitedly in her chest as she stepped between his big, muscular
thighs and played with his buttons.
"You know, you are a very beautiful little girl!" he said, "I
think you and I will get along really well, don't you?"
He reached up under her dress and fondled her bottom, his hand
feeling so good on her meaty buttocks.
"Yes Mr Richards!" she gasped, pressing closer to him so that her
face was almost against his.
"You have a really nice bottom, nice and plump, just that way I
like them." he said, "I knew you were 'ready' from the moment I
saw you. I always know when a little bitch is ready!"
Clare swooned, she liked being called a 'bitch'. She rested her
hands on his shoulders, breathing into his face as he played with
her bum.
"You need filling, don't you?" he sighed as his lips barely
touched hers, "You need something long, thick and warm in that
very sexy little bottom of yours, don't you?"
"Oooooooh! Yes, Mr Richards!" she gasped and then her mouth was
full of his thick, wet tongue.
The little girl sucked on it, tasting his mouth and feeling his
spit sliding down her throat. She moaned softly, clinging to him,
feeling his fingers slip into her panties and caressing her bare
flesh. She shuddered as she felt a thick finger ease between the
deep gully between her buttocks and worm it's way into her tight
little anus.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, sticking her buttocks back for more,
sucking on the delighted man's tongue.
She swooned, moaning as he eased his finger in, twirling it
around inside her anus and then pulling it out again to her
disappointment. He pulled his mouth from hers, smiling into her
pretty blue eyes and then holding up his finger for her to see.
He smiled again and the pushed it into her mouth, watching with
glee as she sucked on it for him.
Then he pulled it from her mouth, kissing her briefly again and
then getting up.
"I think I will come and tuck you in later tonight!" he said, and
left the girl there, trembling with need.

She watched him all evening, smiling at him when he looked her
way. She shuddered when he smiled back at her, her little pussy
leaking furiously into her thin white panties.
Her mother seemed to be in deep conversation with Orin all the
time, the two of them always together, so she spent her time
close to Wayne, the man's large hand always slipping under her
short dress to fondle her chunky little buttocks.
She would stand there, the man's hand out of sight of the other
two adults, moaning softly as he played with her bottom.
Clare knew that she would suffer on his cock tonight, when he
came to 'tuck her in' he would 'tuck' himself into her and she
knew it would hurt, really bad. She had seen the huge lump
hanging down his thigh when he had left her room, knowing that it
was bigger than any those men had raped her with and much bigger
than the dildo she used.
She hoped that he did her pussy too, though that might hurt too
much.

It was during the late evening that she caught Orin and her
mother kissing, the two of them in the drawing room, embracing
and their tongues dancing between them. She giggled softly,
creeping away. She knew this would happen sometime soon, now they
would fuck up in one of the rooms while she suffered on the man's
father's big cock.
She found Wayne cooking and he smiled down at her, reaching down
to fondle her bottom and kiss her mouth.
"So, you've seen your mother and my son 'getting it on', eh?" he
chuckled.
"Yeah!" she sighed, leaning into him.
"They'll be fucking like two bunnies before long and you and I
will have all the time in the world to 'play'!" he said.
He stood up after kissing her again, then continued cooking, the
girl helping.

They had a lovely dinner, the big older man was a very good cook.
Annie and Orin kept looking at each other, smiling all the time.
Her mother blushed and looked away.
"Well, that was delicious, Mr Richards..."
"Wayne," he cut her off, "Please call me Wayne!"
"...Wayne!" she smiled, "I think we should probably come over
more often."
"Well, I don't think that would be a problem." he told her, his
hand stroking Clare's smooth, plump thigh under the table.
When they were done and the wares were cleared, they went into
the lounge. The adults had drinks and she had a cola, Clare again
standing close to Wayne's chair, his hand up her dress, feeling
her bum. She watched the slow 'dance' between her mother and the
man's son as they finally got up and left the room.
"We're going up now, Dad. Please make sure Clare gets to bed!"
Orin said at the door, a strange look in his eyes.
"Don't you guys worry," he smiled as his finger slid into Clare's
tight little anus and twirled around inside the child's rectal
entrance, "I"ll make sure she's well tucked in and very snug!"
The younger man smiled briefly, a shared secret between the men,
then he was gone with her mother.
Clare gasped as she was fed more of the thick finger, the child
grabbing the arm of the chair as she watched the two adults going
up the stairs through the open doorway.
"Oooooooh! Mr Richards!" she cooed.
"'Uncle Wayne'!" he said, "Call me 'Uncle Wayne', Precious!"
"Ugh! Uncle Wayne, you're being naughty with my bum-bum!" she
gasped, bending forwards and giving the man better access to her
backside.
"Yes, I am!" he said, holding her head up with his free hand and
kissing her mouth, feeding her his tongue and much more of his
spit.
The little girl gulped it all down, feeling very naughty and
excited as she wiggled her bottom against his finger.
"While my son takes care of you sexy mother, I'm going to take
very special care of you in your bedroom!" he told her when he
had released her plump, pretty lips and made her swallow another
mouthful of his spit.
She cooed and swooned as he fingered her, lifting her up onto his
lap and stroking her firm little body until she was going crazy.
"Time for bed!" he told her.

When they passed her mother's bedroom, Clare could hear the
screams and the gasps coming form her mother as she was fucked by
Orin on her bed. Wayne held her up in his arms, cupping her bum
with his big hand.
"You hear that?" he asked, "That's my boy making your mother his
bitch. When he's done in there she won't be able to blink without
asking him for permission."
Clare shuddered, thinking about the man between her mother's
thighs now, sliding that huge cock she had seen bulging in his
trousers, into her mother's long unused pussy.
They stood at the door a little longer, the man playing with her
bottom, then he walked all the way down the hall to her room,
opening the door and taking her inside, locking the door behind
him.
"Now, it's time to get you naked and in bed!" he said.
"I don't sleep naked!" she said innocently.
"From now on, you do!"
He put her down, lifting her dress off over her head and then
dragging her panties down her thick, nymph-like thighs, down her
plump legs. She giggled as she stepped out of them, letting the
man lead her over to the bed and bend her over it, her meaty
young bottom open and exposed to him.
She watched to her side as he reached over to the side table and
picked up a large plastic tub of Vaseline that she hadn't seen
before. He opened it and scooped out a global ointment his
finger, smiling at her, then he went behind her and she felt his
thick finger squirming in her anus as he greased her for her
buggering.
"Ooh! Unngh!" she gasped as he fingered her, coating her entrance
with the grease.
"There you go, Precious!" he sighed as he slipped his finger out
of her, "All nice and slippery. Now to tuck myself in!"
Clare heard the rustle of clothing and then she saw his fingers
dip back into the jar, waiting to feel his fingers again, but
instead she heard him gasping.
She felt his hands at last pulling her buttocks apart, then the
thick, warm, rubbery dome that she remembered from her rape. But
this one was larger, thicker. It nosed against her anus, the girl
moaning as he pressed it harder, then she felt pressure,
stretching as her anus was forced slowly open, and then pain as
she was spread wide around the thick mast of flesh and it sank
into her tight rectum. Clare gasped in agony, gritting her teeth
as the thick thing squeezed into her bum, lodging firmly in her
rectum.
"Oooooooh!" she whimpered, shuddering in pain.
"Nice and tight!" Wayne gasped, then started moving back and
forth inside her arse-hole.
"Owwww!" she whined, "It hurts Uncle Wayne! It hurts!"
"Yes, Precious, it will hurt for a long, long time!" he said as
he slowly thrust into her, fucking her, stuffing her bum with his
enormous cock.
The child sobbed, gripping the sheets in her fists and biting her
teeth together in agony, the slowly moving post of meat easing
deeper and deeper into her bowels. The man taking his time with
her, trying to get deeper into her tight little bottom.
"Ahhhhhh! Nice and tight!" he gasped, sawing his thick cock
slowly in and out of her gripping bottom, making her suffer.
"Oooooooh! It hurts so much Uncle Wayne!" she whimpered, the
tears streaming down her pretty face.
All Wayne could see was the naked ten year old bent over the bed
before him, her fleshy, round buttocks separated by his massive
black cock, wrapped so tightly around him.
"Take it, Precious!" he told her, “Take my cock!”
"But it hurts soooo much!" she squealed.
He stopped.
“Do you want me to take it out?” he asked her.
There was a brief pause as she caught her breath.
“No!” came the small, gasping voice.
“Well then,” he laughed, “Open up for my cock!”
The child whimpered as he stuffed her, dragging the thick mast of
throbbing meat slowly out until just the tip was pressed up
against her gaping anus, then packing it back up into her
stretched guts and making her grunt in pain and discomfort.
Clare swooned, loving the pain, loving the thickness spreading
her open so very wide. She loved being forced to take the man's
massive cock up her butt, feeling it slowly beginning to fit
inside her small, plump belly as the long hours dragged on and
the sun streamed in through the window.
The man had buggered her all night long, getting her into the bed
on her side and finally fitting his enormous cock in her bottom
and gasping as he came in her bowels as they clung to his
throbbing, jumping cock.
Spurt!
“Unngh!” she grunted as the thick erection swelled and spat
inside her bum.
Spurt!
“Unngh!”
Spurt!
“Unngh!” she grunted again, feeling every squirt of his seed
soaking her arse.
She lay there now, moaning and gasping, the big man hugging her
tightly against his body. Her small, pale frame against his
larger dark one and his huge cock balls deep in her bum.
They lay there for ages and she finally could hear her mother's
moans and whimpers coming through the door, Orin still riding her
very sexy body too.
“Hear that, Precious?” he asked as his cock jumped in her guts,
“My son has been breaking you mother in all night too. She's his
bitch now, just like you're mine!”
He started to move again now, sliding back out and then stuffing
her full again, reaming her loose, well-used hole for a long,
long time.

Breakfast became dinner, the four of them not leaving their beds
until well after four in the afternoon, Annie clung to the tall
black man as if she would be lost without him and Clare felt her
anus leaking the older man's sperm down her plump thighs along
with the girl's shit. She had to 'go' every few minutes because
her 'toilets' were flowing freely, her lax anal muscles unable to
hold her shits in.
Annie didn't seem to notice anything but her lover, her hand
constantly feeling for his cock, slipping into his trousers to
feel him. She never even saw the man's father pick her daughter
up and feed his enormous cock up into her bum as they sat
together in the living room, didn't hear the whimpered gasps of
the little girl as her anus was once again expanded to fit around
the man's thick, long cock.
“Ahhh!” he gasped as the child's anus grabbed him.
He settled back in his favourite chair and sat watching TV, his
huge cock encased in the little white child's tight, warm bottom
while her mother and the man's son sat nearby, kissing.

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