Skate (Mg, Anal, Ped)
by Osric134

Remember: I don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with
children, rape, drugs or murder. I don't encourage anyone to do
any of the things my imaginative characters do 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.



Becky Harry loved the ice rink, she loved the ice, the people
around her watching as she performed her little routines and
cheering at her skill. She wanted to go into competition, though
still too young at ten years old to go to the big competitions
that she loved.
Becky loved to skate.
She had been going to the local ice skating rink for three years
now and had loved every minute of it. The manager of the rink was
a tall blonde man named David Wright, who smiled at her. She
liked him and talked to him all the time when she wasn't on the
ice. Then man was always watching her.
"You are so talented, you should be in competitive sports."He
told her, "I'm sure you'd win. You're very pretty, you have a
nice little body and have such a wonderful flow of movement.
Everyone would cheer for you!"
She grinned, blushing at the reference to her body and her looks.
She liked to hear that, liked that he thought that she was
pretty.
"You have such lovely legs and the best bum I have ever seen," he
told her recently, "I love to watch you do spins, I get to see it
when your skirt flares up!"
Every time she stated now, she looked for him, doing little spins
so that her short, flared skirt would lift up, showing off her
panties to the man. He would smile at her brightly whenever she
did that.
Becky was always the centre of attention at the rink, a vast
difference from her home life. Her mother tried to encourage her
to skate, while her father didn't really seem to care. All he
wanted to do was get drunk and slap her mother around. She too
got her fair share of slaps when the gruff man got drunk, so she
usually hid in her room under the bed. She would drag all of her
blankets under with her and sleep there, feeling safe. He would
come storming into her room and not see her, yelling her name and
then tottering out again, going into her mother's room and then
Becky would hear the slaps. The next morning her mother's face
would be puffy and swollen and Becky would go to her, hugging her
and crying.
Becky put all of her anger and passion into her skating, that was
why she was so good. Everyone could see her emotions and felt her
pain.
David Wright, the manager for the rink, always sat in his box,
watching her. She would stop there as she went past and smile at
him. Talking to him for a bit and then going off onto the ice
again.

Then came that fated day that her father
finally lost his job. He had come in drunk once too often, his
manager had warned him many times and this had been that last
straw.
The first thing his did when he came home was to beat her mother,
as if it were her fault. Becky hid, listening to the sound of her
father smacking the timid woman around. She did what she thought
was right, using her mobile phone and dialling the police.
They came and found the girl's mother with a swollen, battered
face, the man drunk and violent. He even tried to attack them and
was arrested for assault and affray.
Becky's mother was encouraged to press charges by the little
girl's aunt, Aunty Heather, who had never liked her
brother-in-law. She got the timid woman to stand up in court and
tell the jury about all the beatings she received for minor
infractions, how he even beat his daughter if she looked at him
the wrong way.
He was convicted and sent to prison for five years, screaming
that he would get her. The frightened woman clung to her older
sister desperately, terrified and sure that the man would do as
he promised.

Money was tight and Becky's mother told her that she would have
to stop going to the ice-rink now, she didn't have enough to send
her any more. Becky cried and cried, not too young to understand
why, but unhappy that it had to be this way.
She walked past the rink every day after school, pining to go
back, looking out for David, the manager.
It was during a TV news story that she got the idea, she ran up
to her room and got dressed, slipping out of the house and going
out to the bus stop.
She went to the rink and walked inside, finding David standing
inside, smiling suddenly as soon as he saw her.
"Becky, where have you been, I missed you!" he said.
"I can't come any more, my mummy is alone now and she can't
afford to pay for me!" she told him sadly, "Can I skate one more
time? Please?"
He stared down at her, his face sad.
"Of course you can Sweetheart, go on in!" he told her.
She put everything into her dance, the people around her
stopping, standing around the edge of the rink to watch her
performance. When she was done they erupted into applause,
clapping and cheering for her. It was the best feeling in the
world.
Afterwards, she went out to the foyer and asked to speak to David
in his office.
"I don't have any money to pay, but please can you let me come
and skate, please?" she begged the blonde man.
"Becky, you are the most talented little girl I have ever seen,
and the prettiest. I want you to keep skating for me, but you
have no money." he said sadly.
"I'll do anything you want me to do, please let me skate?" she
sobbed.
He hugged her, his hand gently stroking her back, straying to the
top of her meaty little buttocks.
"Would you do absolutely anything?" he asked in soft voice that
almost choked.
"Yes! Anything you tell me to do!" she told him.
"I don't believe you." he said, "I want to, but I don't believe
you."
"Please...." she sobbed, "I'll do ANYTHING!!"
He pushed her away, holding her shoulders and smiling at her.
"OK, prove it. Open my trousers and take out my cock!" he said to
her.
She stared at him for a moment and then dropped to her knees in
front of the seated man, pulling his zip down and reaching in for
his quickly stiffening cock. She found the rigid tool waiting for
her, pulling it out and staring at it in her small hand. The man
gasped as she held him, smiling down at her.
"Put it in your mouth and suck it!" he said to her.
She didn't hesitate, opening wide and sucking the thick head into
her mouth, sucking it as she had seen those nasty women do in
those porno films her father had hidden in his room. She tried to
emulate what she had seen, hearing the man above her gasp in
delight as she tried to swallow his cock into her throat,
managing to get half of his eight inches into her mouth and begin
sucking on it like a lollipop.
David moaned and held her head, working it on and off his warm
cock, fucking her mouth slowly.
Then he gasped, moving her head faster. Suddenly her mouth was
full of a gooey, slimy substance. She knew what it was and had
seen enough of her father's pornos to know what to do next. David
groaned, calling out her name as she suckled him, swallowing down
his cream.

She got home a few hours later, elated. She had skated for ages,
even showing a woman how to stay up on the ice. David had stood
smiling at her as she danced, the girl spinning and showing him
her bum as she liked to do. But now she had done something
naughty and found that she liked it.
After her session was over, she found herself again on her knees,
sucking the handsome man off in his office. He stroked her head
as she swallowed yet another load of his seed, standing up and
letting the man kiss her with his tongue while fondling her plump
little bottom.
He liked her bottom, she knew. She always did her spins for him
so that he could see it.
She licked her lips. The man's cum didn't taste so bad. She found
that she rather liked it, the way it slipped down her throat.
Becky's mother asked her where she had been.
"I went to watch people skating at the rink and the manager said
that I was so talented that he would let me skate for free!" she
said, which actually wasn't a lie.
"That's wonderful!" the woman said, smiling, "I'm so happy for
you!"

Becky wore her little skating dress, the yellow and white one
with the very short skirt. She also wore her tight Lycra panties
that hugged the curves of her bottom and looked as though they
were painted on. She wanted to tease David.
She went in and skated for him, dancing her routine and spinning
when she got close to the box where he was sitting. She saw him
smile at her, knowing that he would be feeling her plump bottom
soon. She didn't her splits, ending her dance and then went out
to his office to wait for him.
He was breathless as he came and sat down, his trousers around
his knees when she knelt between his thighs and took his thick
cock into her pretty mouth. He moaned as she sucked him.
"Oh Becky...."
Soon she was sucking down a gooey load and licking his cock for
him as she bent over his thigh, the man caressing her plump
bottom. His had had slipped into her panties now and kneading the
ripe young flesh. She knew what he wanted to do to her and she
had seen it done so many times in her father's films.
She sucked on his cock again as his greasy fingers found her
anus, making her gasp as there rubbed against her tight little
virgin hole and then one finger squirmed into her.
She pulled her mouth off his cock.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned, not expecting that to feel so nice.
He pushed her head back down onto his cock again.
"Suck it!" he said softly and she did, "I gonna bugger you in a
minute and I need that cock nice and stiff!"
She felt a thrill course through her, not having heard that word
before, but she knew what he wanted. She sucked hard, bobbing her
head on him, feeling him rubbing more and more grease into her
bum-hole. His fingers delved into her again and she moaned,
sucking harder, making him groan too. Then he pulled her up off
him, the girl reluctantly letting go of his meat.
"Now, bend over that sofa over there!" he said to her.
The little girl went over to the big soft chair, her panties
around her thighs. She knelt down on the floor and looked back at
him before bending over onto the seat and exposing her plump
bottom to the man.
"Oh my word!" he gasped, "What a wonderful sight!"
She heard the rustle of cloth and then felt him kneeling down
behind her. She felt his hands and then his lips as he kissed her
bum-cheeks, making her sigh with pleasure. Then he licked her
smooth, firm flesh, his tongue touching her hole as he parted her
cheeks to get at it. She moaned, gasping as she felt him trying
to push his tongue into her anus. The little girl remained where
she was, enjoying the feeling of the licking, kissing and
tonguing, the man's hands squeezing her tight buttocks and his
fingers stroking her very plump little pussy.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned.
"You like that, don't you Sweetheart?" he said into her ear, "Now
I have something to fill you up and make you my sweet little cock
warmer. You can skate here any time you want after I get my cock
in your lovely little bottom!"
She felt a large warm knob press between her buttocks, nosing
into the deep, tight crack and lodging against her well-greased,
well-fingered anus. She felt pressure, then squeezing as her anus
opened to the thick intruder. She gasped, straining as the thick
post of warm meat squeezed up into her.
"Ow!" she gasped as the thing spread her wide open, hurting a
bit.
"Sorry Sweetness," he gasped, "Just try to relax!"
She tried, the thing moved back out to the tip and then in again,
making her grunt. Then it slid back out and then in again,
repeating this long, slow movement until it stopped hurting and
started feeling nice, going deeper into her and slipping past her
rectal muscles. She sighed and her bottom stopped clenching.
"There..." the blonde man sighed, "There you are! That's my girl.
Open up for me. Give me your sweet, tight arse!"
She breathed slowly, the cock in her bottom surging up into her
bowels. Slowly going deeper and deeper, occasionally making her
gasp in pain and discomfort. But she hung on, letting the man
sink his cock into her, stuffing her tight little bottom good.
"Unngh! Unngh! Unngh!" she grunted as his cock surged up into her
each time, thrusting into her bowels slowly, the feeling of
pleasure making her want to do this more.
"That's my girl, let Uncle David Bugger you..."
She moaned, grunting with every thrust of his thick cock. She
could feeling it moving inside her rectum, sliding on and out of
her bottom thickly, slowly. The man slipped one hand under her,
cupping her little pussy and stroking it in time with his
thrusts.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned as his fingers stroked the slippery slit,
the girl's juices leaking profusely onto his busy fingers.
"Ooooooh!"
The man laughed stroking her pussy with his fingers and reaming
her bum with his thick cock. Becky had never felt so full, so
nice before and she was very full now. The pleasurable feeling of
the man's cock moving in her bowels was so nice that she didn't
want it to stop.
"Bugger me!" she moaned.
The man behind her gasped with excitement, thrusting harder,
faster in the tight, tight child's clinging arse, wanting to
'seed' her. She moaned loud as the man's busy fingers and
stroking cock stirred her young passions. The sudden wave of
pleasure that ripped through her young body surprised both of
them, her very first orgasm spread from her hips out to the rest
of her body like a shock-wave. She shudder and screamed into the
fabric of the chair until all her breath was gone.
David had stopped behind her, his hips clamped against her as his
cock squirted shot after shot of warm, gooey sperm up deep in her
bowels.

Becky was sure that she was skating even better now that her bum
was full of David's sperm. She danced her joy and passions onto
the ice, the crowds of people loved it, cheering and clapping for
the ten year old. She felt wonderful.
She went home to her mother and the woman smiled when she saw the
look on the girl's face.
"You look like you had a good time!"
"Yes Mummy, I did!” she smiled, her little bottom full of sperm
and her belly too.
She would continue to visit the rink now, free of charge as long
as she kept giving David what he wanted.
She was so glad that she had seen that TV news story about that
schoolgirl who got molested and sodomised by her teacher years
ago. She would never have recognised David with all that hair and
beard if she had not already seen that photo on his desk with his
ex-wife.

End



  
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