Chapter 3  - Lee's Mom


Charlotte is only 14 when Lee was born.  There really hadn't been much else to do on a cotton 
farm just outside Blytheville.  She's been fucking her brothers and cousins since she was 9.  
It was the third time I spent the night with Lee that she came by the house.  At 33, she was 
over the hill for my tastes but hot.  It was obvious that she knew what her body was for.  
Not an ounce of extra weight, well defined breasts, skin tight jeans over 4" red high heels, 
a low cut blouse that exposed way too much cleavage.

"What you messing with her for, mister?  She ain't no good.  You looks like you're a gentleman," 
was about the second sentence out of her mouth when I met her.  "You must like fuckin' dirty 
little whores."  I thought I should nod in agreement.  "She let you do her kid?  Is that it?"  
Her look was accusatory at best.  "How much you payin' her to fuck Betsy?"

"Mama, he ain't fuckin' Betsy.  Ain't nobody fucked her yet," Lee protested.  "She ain't but 5, 
mama."

"You was about that age when you started fuckin' around."

"Fucking around, yeah, Mama, but I didn't start fuckin' till Daddy first did me when you was 
in the hospital having Tina."  I didn't know what reaction Lee's Mom might have over this 
revelation but seeing none I assumed she knew about it.  I hadn't heard Tina's name before 
and I quickly did mental math.  By now, Tina must be about 9, a perfect age for a guy with my 
interests.  Lee wasn't much bigger than a normal 9 year old which was what kept me coming back 
to her. As if on cue, a frail pale skinned child wandered if from the back yard carrying what 
appeared to be a rag doll, obviously one well accustomed to being carried around by its shock 
of red hair.  The child wore a thin white cotton t-shirt several sizes too large for her and 
from what I could tell absolutely nothing else.  No shoes, no panties, no hint of anything else.  
Her head hung down, her shoulders slumped, she gave no indication that she was aware of my 
presence or anyone else's for that matter.  Her blond hair cried out for shampoo as it hung 
loosely around her face.  Her ears reminded me of a fruit bat but her face was pleasant enough.  
The striking thing about her was her tits.  Beneath the ragged t-shirt I could see they were 
prominent and cone shaped, her nipples clearly outlined.  It was when she finally glanced up 
that I realized the child was mentally challenged.

"Sit yerself over yonder," the child's mother instructed, pointing to where the younger child 
was sitting on the floor diddling herself.  "Let Betsy play with dolly."  Betsy stared at her 
aunt, 4 years her senior, quickly grabbing the pitiful toy away from her, slapping her across 
her chest as she did so.  Tina gave a little sharp cry, her hands flying to protect her tender 
new titties.  Trying not to stare, out of the corner of my eye I watched her lift the hem of 
the shirt, run her hand up under it to rub the one which had received the blow.  I felt my cock 
twitch at the spectacle.  A nine year old with tits and a mental disability.  How could I 
wrangle a piece of that?

"You got anything to eat in this place?" Mama asked, opening the cupboard first, then the 
refrigerator.   "You got nothin'.  How you hope to keep a man if'n you don't feed him?"

"He don't eat nothin' but burgers at the Sonic an' me, Mama."  That sent both of them into a 
short fit of laughter.  "Mister, you hungry?  I kin run to the store and buy something."
  
"Yeah, I could eat.  Here," I offered, taking my wallet out of my back pocket.  I handed her 
two $20's.  "You and your mama go get some groceries."

"You gonna be OK here with the kids or we need to take `em with us?"  Lee flashed a quick smile.  
"I knows what you wants.  You wants to diddle them little girls, don'cha?"  I probably blushed, 
which sent both of the women into giggles.  "Honey, you wants to feel up the children you don't 
need to hide it.  Just don't do nothin' that's gonna hurt `em too bad, OK?  You kin do anything you 
wants with Tina.  She don't never say nothing.  Never has said a word in her life."
  
"All the boys likes Tina.  An' she likes the attention.  You talk nice to her and tell her what you 
wants.  She got no imagination but she do whatever you tell her to.  She ain't been fucked yet, I 
don't imagine, but if'n you wants to do her jes' don't be mean about it."  With that, the mothers 
of the two little girls left me alone with them.  My cock started doing its wonderful thing, 
growing firm and larger in my pants.

Betsy sat a little behind Tina, totally ignoring her, banging the rag doll on the floor.  Tina sat 
with her head down, looking at the floor, both hands rubbing her own tits.  Her t-shirt was pulled 
up to her waist.  For the first time, my suspicions of her having nothing else on was confirmed.  
Her bare feet were dirty but her legs looked fantastic, thin and strong looking, already developing 
from the pencil thin legs of so many girls her age.  I couldn't see her pussy from where I was 
sitting, so I moved to sit beside her on the floor.
 
 
"Hello, Tina.  What a pretty little girl you are." I said softly, putting my left hand gently on 
her back, my right hand on her leg just above her knee.  I watched her eyes for any reaction and 
there was none.  I ran my hand lightly up and down her back confirming there was nothing beneath 
her t-shirt.  I gently squeezed her leg, moving my hand up her leg a bit and back down to her knee.  
I repeated the motion three or four times before I had the courage to reach her inner thigh.  They 
said she'd do whatever I told her, so I tried it.  "Spread your legs, honey.  I want to feel your 
pussy."  It worked.  The child did as she was told.  "Lie back."  I supported her weight with my 
hand as I laid her on the floor.  "Spread your legs wider, honey.  I want to see your pussy real 
good."  I was transfixed on her little bare cunt.  Perfectly formed, it had not begun to develop.  

I could smell her sex, a tangy mixture of sweat and little girl pee.  My cock was demanding release 
from my pants, so hard it was uncomfortable.  I shifted, trying to make it unhook itself from being 
trapped in my shorts.   It was then I realized that Betsy was staring at her aunt's pussy as much 
as I was.  "Betsy, do you like Tina's little pussy?" I asked.  

"You can touch it if you want."

"I know's that, silly.  I plays with her cunt all the time."  I watched in amazement as the 5 year 
old poked at her cousin's prominently displayed pussy.  "I likes to put stuff up her.  You wanna 
see?"  I had to get my screaming cock out of its confinement.  Without hesitation, Betsy arose and 
dashed into her mother's bedroom.  I took the time to speak quietly to Tina.

"Honey, let's get you out of that t-shirt, all right?"  Tina said nothing but lifted up to allow me 
to pull her ragged top off.  As I raised it up I caught the first glimpse of her chest.  Her overly 
developed tits were high, firm, and pale.  Her tiny nipples bulged out, begging for my attention.  
The cone shape was pronounced, no sag, no coloration of her areola at all.  I took the left one in my 
hand and gently squeezed.  Her skin felt warm and delicate.  I held the child's tit lovingly, bending 
forward to take the prize in my mouth.  I sucked on her nipple, pulling her entire soft tit into my 
mouth.  It surprised me to feel her hand behind my head, and to hear the little sigh she emitted.  
She liked it.
 
Betsy returned with a small dildo, a huge smile on her face.  "This uns the one she likes.  The other 
ones are too big for her."  With no ceremony, Betsy shoved the inch diameter plug into her own mouth, 
shoving it in, pulling it out twice to moisten it, and handed it to me.  "You can put it in her if'n 
you want."  I had other desires, but opted for the proffered gift instead.

"Tina, do you want me to play with this for you?"  No response.  "Tina, do you want me to put the 
dildo in you?"  The child reached for my free hand and pulled it to her pussy, holding onto it, she 
moved my hand up and down roughly outside her little hairless mound. "Oh, you want me to masturbate 
you, is that it?"  She aimed my fingers toward her tiny hole and tried to poke them into herself.  
She was surprisingly strong for such a waif.  There was no subtle gentleness in her rhythm.  It was 
more "poke me", not feel me or be gentle about it.  She wanted it rough.  I shoved her back to the 
floor, and spread her legs.  I ran two fingers up inside her moist hole and began plunging them in, 
yanking them out.  "You like that, don't you, Tina?  You want me to hurt you a little bit, don't 
you."  She arched her thin back and pushed her pelvis to my thrusting hand, trying to get my fingers 
deeper in her young cunt.  I knew I could fuck her.  To my amazement, Betsy began unzipping my pants. 

 
"I wanna see wha'cha got.  Tina does, too.  She likes things."  I did not prevent the child from her 
childish pursuits.  She wanted to see my "thing" then she was going to see it.  And taste it if she 
did it right.  She struggled with the steel rod but finally managed to extricate it from its tight 
cage.  It was instantly in her tiny 5 year old mouth, the child humming to herself as she licked it.  

As she tried to get more of it in her mouth, she also struggled to get naked, pulling her loose 
dirty dress off. 
 
"Can I touch you, too, Betsy?"  With my dick in her mouth, I saw no reason I should not be feeling 
her tiny slit.

"I don't care.  You can if'n you want." The child leaned back, spreading her legs wider than I had 
expected.  Her pussy was gorgeous. It was the kind of pussy dreamed about and rarely seen.  The 
slit clung together like a tiny coin purse, the type you have to squeeze to get to open.  I reached 
out and squeezed it, the lips parted only slightly.  

"Mommy makes it feel real good when she sucks on it.  Can you do that?" I damned near came all over 
her.  In my wildest dreams, I never thought I would be attracted to a child that small but all 
rational thought had ceased.  I pushed the child flat on the floor and took one tiny calf in each 
hand, holding her legs apart.  I cannot give a full account of beginning to kiss her inner thighs 
or such.  I went straight for her slit.  My mouth covered it all, I sucked on it, pulling her 
entire vagina into my mouth, I tasted the child and loved it.  This was better than butter pecan 
ice cream.  I lay my tongue flat on the slit and felt her little cunt from top of the slit to the 
bottom, I ran my tongue up inside her, I totally lost it and went nuts sucking. Licking, biting, 
searching for her undeveloped clit.  I devoured the child.  My mind was lost.  I was like a shark 
in a feeding frenzy.  

Betsy must have joined me, I don't know.  I had no concept of the world around me, only her sweet 
pussy.  She bucked against, me, splitting my lip.  I tasted my blood and only wanted more.  I let 
go of her legs and grabbed her hips, pulling her tighter against me.  Off in the distance in 
somewhere unknown tome I heard a howl.  An animal howl.  I had no idea what it was. My ears were 
ringing, my head and conscience unaware of anything but the tiny pussy that had taken over my life.  
Suddenly I realized that someone was pulling my hair.  Pulling it hard, banging on my ears.

"Stop, mister.  STOP!" the child yelled.  Reality returned.  I opened my eyes and looked up into 
Betsy's face.  She was sweating and panting like she'd run a marathon.  I stopped eating her long 
enough for my senses to return.  "Mister, that's the best thing what ever happened to me." She 
said between gasps for air.  "Ain't nothin' ever felt so good."  The howls had been the 5 year 
old child's first orgasm.  She held both hands tightly against her young pussy to comfort it 
after the abuse it had received.  Then her giggles set in. "You done wet yerself, mister."  
She pointed to the floor where sat a small lake of cum.
       
Tina had stared intently at the action beside her on the floor, her eyes wide with wonder at what 
was transpiring.  The excitement had put some tiny spark of fire in her 9 year old eyes.  
Sitting up to watch, she had begun masturbating herself, perhaps her first experience at self 
pleasure.  It hadn't been good, but it hadn't been bad.  She'd not experienced an orgasm but it 
had given her a start.  She marveled at her niece's reaction and had, in her own way, wondered 
if she was in pain.  She liked pain and wanted to hurt, too. 
 
I was in a state of satiation and lust, not realizing the full extent of what I had done to the 
child and not caring either.  I had lost myself in the tiny cunny of a small child.  I'd 
ejaculated without touching myself, just the sexual excitement of eating her had been enough.  
I don't think I had ever been so turned on before in my life.  Now there was a nine year old 
retarded girl who had never spoken sitting naked before me.  It was surely her turn.  I had 
not had enough.

"Lay back down, Tina.  It's your turn."  She obediently lay down.  "Spread your legs.  I'm going 
to fuck you."  She spread her legs almost 180 degrees.
.  
"She ain't been fucked before," Betsy cautioned.  "but she's used to having stuff up her pussy."  
My smile must have looked half insane.  A naked, mute, obedient, spread eagled child there for 
me to do whatever I wanted, and I wanted many things.  I wanted to plow her like a field hand, 
I wanted to shove my hard cock as deep into her as I could, I wanted to hurt her like she'd 
never been hurt before.  I'd shot my cum not five minutes earlier and I was already hard as a 
rock.

"Your cunt is mine, pitiful child.  I'm going to do things to you no one had ever even thought 
to do to you."  I sat back and thought a moment.  What kind of pain can I inflict quickly and 
easily?  What can make her scream?  Can I shove my hand up her asshole, can I burn her, can I 
chew off a nipple?  What can I do to cause real pain?  

"She do squirm when you puts this up her bum," offered little Betsy.  She handed me an adult 
sized butt plug.  "That'll hurt her, course she likes pain."  But that had been done.  I wanted 
fresh pain.  But first I needed to get my nut.  I grabbed her thighs and pulled the frail child 
to me.  I ran my cockhead up and down her bald slit and found her hole.  I shoved it in a full 
three inches on the first hard thrust.  It was tight, so nicely tight.  The child's eyes opened 
wide, giving me a surprised look.  Her hands reached down as if to stop the penetration, blocked 
by my prick inside her.  Instantly I slapped her across the face.

"Put your hands up over your head, slut."  She hesitated a moment too long and got a harder slap 
across the face.  She did as she was told, the move making her cone shaped titties look fantastic.  
I grabbed the left one and sorely squeezed it.  I took the bulging nipple between my thumb and 
first finger and twisted hard.  She winced but no sound came from her.  I withdrew my cock and 
thrust again, burying my cock in her 9 year old cunt.  Her fuck tube was like velvet, smooth, 
warm, tight, wet, and heavenly.  There's nothing like fucking a tight child.  I started a slow 
pumping rhythm.  God, she felt good.  I knew if I kept the pace up that I'd shoot a load in 
minutes and I wanted longer.  

"I want to knock you up, child."  I pumped harder.  "I want to put a baby in your gut."  Damn, I 
had to stop thinking shit like that or I'd get off much too soon.  "You want my cum, little whore?  
You want me to cum in you?"  What the fuck was an attorney doing fucking this little child?  Where 
was my mind, my conscience?  What had happened to me that the line between right and wrong was not 
just blurred - it was obliterated.  I put my hands to her throat and began choking her.  I pumped 
harder, I choked harder.  All senses were gone.  I was pumping her like a street whore, a 9 year 
old child getting her first fucking and I was killing her.  Her face was turning bright red, her 
arms still held up above her head offering no resistance.  I plowed her like a cotton field; I 
shoved into her with force enough to bounce her.  I felt my orgasm curling my toes, like 
lightning shooting up my legs, my balls were exploding, I let go of her neck and rocked back, shoving 
my cock into her tiny cervix and I shot stream after wonderful stream of my baby juice into her.  
I fell forward on top of her.  We were both covered with sweat.  The child gasped for air, finally 
able to breathe again.  I felt her panting beneath me.  I was spent and she was alive.  I turned my 
face down to hers and she was smiling.   We lay like that for hour, days.  I finally regained myself 
and rolled off her.  I ran my hands over her young body, feeling her firm developed chest, marveling 
at how skinny she was.  My dick began to throb and grow again.  This was too much for me.
"Mister, kin you do that to me, too?"  Betsy finally came back into my reality.  I had forgotten 
about her.

"Do what, Betsy?"

"Mister, you kin do whatever you want to me."  Betsy grinned at me, running her tongue over her lips.  
"I ain't never been fucked yet but it sure looks like fun.   You wanna?  I seen my mama getting' fucked 
in her butt.  You kin do that if'n you want."  She paused looking up at me.  "Please, mister?"  She 
rocked back and spread her tiny legs, showing me her little slit.  I knew it tasted good.  How would 
it feel to fuck a pretty little 5 year old virgin whore?

What could I do?  What would you have done?

I'd made up my mind that I was going to fuck Betsy as the door opened and her mother came in.  
"Hey, babe, I gots stuff to eat.  You hungry?"  Lee took in the sight before her.  "You been fucking 
the children, hain't-cha?"  

"He din' fuck me yet," chimed in Betsy.  "I done asked him to but he dit'n."  I felt like a deer 
caught in the headlights again.  I'd just fucked a helpless child, my cum still warm as it dribbled 
from her abused pussy lips.  I knew I'd be spending the rest of my life watching my back in a state 
prison.

"Which'un did you fuck, then... Tina?"  I nodded.  "Well, shit, it's about time somebody cared enough to do 
her."  Lee knelt beside the abused child.  "Did it feel good, sweetheart?  Did the man pay attention to 
you?" Lee showed actual affection and love towards the naked child.  She reached her hand down between 
the girl's spread legs and softly rubbed her pussy, raking cum up onto her fingers.  She slowly lifted 
them to the girl's mouth and spread it over her lips.  "You needs to taste mister's cum, baby.  It's a 
sin to waste it."  The child opened her mouth as Lee gently inserted her cum soaked finders deeply inside.  
"That's a good girl, suck that good cum off my fingers.  Ain't that good, honey?"  Lee looked at me and
 smiled.  "I think it's about time that you done moved in with us, don'chu think so?"
