   Summary: M/g Pedo. Oral+Mastur. Cons. A little girl trades sex for a protector.
   
   Disclaimer: The children described here are perfect, ideal, and
completely imaginary.  Reality can never feel this good.  In prison, child
molesters are used as human toilets.


   Title: Apartment
   Author: Pedro Feelya

   I had only been living in the apartment for about two weeks.  It was a
real shit pit, but I was a starving writer, and it was the best I could
afford.  Besides, it made for great writing material.  It was the
stereotypical crappy low income housing that all regular people imagined
was where poor inner-city people lived.  You've seen it on TV.  The dimly
lit gray walls, peeling woodwork, and antiquated plumbing and electrical.

   The neighbors across the hall from me were obviously real scumbags.  I
was sure they were dealing drugs.  I couldn't watch them because the
peephole in my door was scratched up and broken, probably by the same
neighbors.  But I could hear people knocking on their door at all hours. 
They would crack the door and whisper quietly, and then the people would
leave.



   One morning I woke up to the sound of gunfire, a lot of it, and it was
close by.  I hit the floor and looked around.  The shooting seemed to be
coming from across the hall, so I grabbed my bathrobe and started to crawl
in that direction.  I hadn't gotten halfway to the front door when I heard
men shouting frantically at each other and then running down the hall. 
Then silence.

   After about five minutes of silence, I decided it was safe enough to
stand up.  A few seconds later, there was a soft knock on my door.  I was
still in my bathrobe, and I didn't want to get involved.  Cautiously, I
looked out the broken peephole, but couldn't even see a shadow of someone
there.  Then the quiet nock again, down low.  My curiosity got the best of
me, and I cracked the door open and looked out.

   I had to look down.  It was the girl that lived across the hall.  I had
seen her around, and not paid much attention.  She seemed like a street
wise kid with nothing to do.  She was about 12 years old, had a strange
short choppy haircut, and wore cut-up worn-out clothes that might have been
fashionable.

   Right now she was pale as a ghost, which was accented by her black hair.
She was dressed in pink pajamas, but was shivering slightly.  Her hard
brown eyes were wide and tears were beginning to puddle.

   "Can I come in?  Please?" In those few words, the desperation of begging
was distinct.

   Instinctively, I could never refuse someone so desperate.  I didn't even
question myself as I pulled open the door and stepped out of the way. 
Before I closed the door again, I looked out into the empty hallway and
across at the neighbor's shattered door that was busted open.  There was a
mess inside, and I thought I saw a spray of blood on the wall.  I could
faintly hear police sirens getting louder.

   The girl stood motionless behind me as I securely locked the door.  I
turned and walked past her.  "Come sit at the table.  I'll get you a glass
of milk."

   The girl sat as I got a clean glass and poured some milk in it.  I
turned and she was staring at her trembling hands that were resting on the
edge of the table.

   As I set the milk down before her, she looked up at me.  She still had
the stunned deer-in-the-headlights look.  "They're dead" she whispered. 
"Somebody killed my parents."

   "The police are coming.  They'll take care of you." I thought that would
reassure her.  "Everything will be alright," I ended lamely, realizing it
was a horrendously stupid thing to say.

   "I don't want the police," she looked back down at her hands.  "They'll
just give me to some other piece-of-shit foster parents, and then forget
about me."

   Still in my bathrobe, I sat down at the table across from her.  "You're
a foster kid?" That explained some of her calmness.  She obviously hadn't
liked her foster parents.

   She nodded slightly.  "But not ever again.  I'll do something else.  I'm
not going back.  Maybe I should run away." Some of the hardness I had seen
in her returned.

   From what I had heard, I didn't blame her.  Life was hard, but some it
was a lot harder.  She seemed to be a tough smart kid.

   "Can I stay with you?"

   Her question shocked the hell out me.  "No!  No way!" I said
instinctively.  I was a single man, and she looked like a pre-teen girl,
what would people think?  There was no way.

   "Just for a few days.  Please?  No one will know.  Don't let them take
me" she begged me.  She was truly desperate and my heart was cracking under
the strain of resisting her.

   "Please??  I'll do anything.  I'll cook for you.  I'll clean the
apartment.  I'll do anything you want!!"

   I could hear the cops already arriving at the apartment across the hall.
I was already wondering how I would explain the girl in my apartment.  "You
can't stay here.  You're a little girl, and I'm a man, and people will
think,,, well they will suspect I was doing something,,, you know" I
couldn't explain it.

   The young girl got a funny expression on her face, like she was
considering something new.  Then she pushed her chair back from the table,
and slid down under it.

   "Hey, um," this was a strange time to play games.

   Then I felt small cold hands under the table pull apart my bathrobe, and
then wrap around my soft private parts.

   "Hey!" I hissed, "What you doing?" My voice rose in pitch in fear, but
didn't get louder.  I was distinctly aware of a lot of nervous cops outside
my door.  If they heard me yell, they might break down my door, and the
girl could then tell them anything she wanted.  I could end up living at
the police station for a long time.

   "Stop that!" I hissed again.  I reached under, but she pushed my hands
away hard.  And then I felt hot warmth surround my limp dick.  I could tell
her head was wedged between my lap and the table.

   OH MY GOD.  She had my cock in her mouth!  And I wasn't doing anything.
There wasn't anything I could do.  And what was worse, I was getting hard
inside her mouth.

   It had been years since I had a girlfriend, but I masturbated daily. 
The little girl already had my cock in her mouth, and it felt wonderful. 
The damage was already done.  What could it hurt to enjoy it for a moment?

   I don't think the twelve year old girl knew what she was doing, but she
might have seen someone doing this before.  Still, it felt fantastic to
have someone, anyone, sucking on my dick.  I let out my breath in a deep
sigh, and relaxed.

   The girl must have felt this, because she began to really work the end
of my cock over, sucking and bobbing her head.  She didn't have a
technique, just a lot of energy.  The idea that I was getting a blowjob
while sitting at my table was heady enough.  That it was illegal and
immoral just made it my mind boggling.

   It had been too long since I had a blowjob, and in just a few minutes, I
felt the wave of ecstasy begin to flow through me.  "I'm gonna cum," I
grunted.

   She either didn't hear me, or didn't understand.  Suddenly she coughed
and gagged.  My cock was suddenly left cold and alone, mid-surge, but I was
still in a very happy place.

   A few seconds later, the young girl's forehead and eyes peeked over the
table at me.

   "You shouldn't have done that" I told her severely.

   "I wanted to" she lied as she stood up and sat down in the chair again,
as though nothing were unusual.

   I sat up and tried to compose myself.  "I don't even know your name." I
was not purposely changing the subject, it just seemed appropriate.

   "Mindy," she grumped, "what's yours?"

   "Bob, but my real name's Robert.  So why are you a foster kid?  Where
are your parents?"

   Mindy suddenly looked a little put off and distant.  It was a sensitive
subject.  "I barely remember my mom.  She was crazy I guess.  Nobody can
adopt me because she's not dead.  I wish she was, but no one would adopt me
anyway.  I'm too old.  But I can take care of myself now.  I'm old enough."

   I wasn't about to disagree with her, she had manipulated me, but the
streets would be far harsher than even she could be prepared for.



   There was a loud heavy knock on my door.  I had no question in my mind
if it was the police.  Mindy jumped and glanced at me for a moment, and
then darted for the other room, my bedroom.

   I gathered my bathrobe around me, and answered the door.  Not opening it
fully, but enough to talk freely with the uniformed officer.  He asked me
if I heard or seen anything.  I told him everything I had heard, tried to
estimate the number of shots fired, and showed him the ruined peephole and
told him I hadn't seen anything.  He didn't press me; I doubted he expected
anyone to have seen anything.

   The officer didn't mention or ask about a girl, so I didn't have to lie
to him.  I gave him my name and number, and he thanked me and left.  I
closed the door and wondered what I was going to do about Mindy.  She could
get me in a lot of trouble.

   I walked into the bedroom and she wasn't anywhere I could see.  I looked
under the bed and then opened the closet door.  In the corner of the closet
was a small pile of clothes that hadn't been there before, just about the
size of a small girl.

   "Come on out, the cops are gone." I sat down on the edge of the bed. 
"Is that why the bad guys didn't shoot you too?  You hid?"

   Mindy uncurled and let the loose clothes drop from her as she stepped
from the closet.  She nodded soberly.

   "Now what am I going to do with you?" I wondered aloud to myself.  "I
suppose I have to feed you, and buy some you some clothes," I started a
mental checklist.

   Mindy didn't hesitate.  She knelt before me, and pulled apart my
bathrobe, and spread my knees.  I looked down to see the top of her head as
she ducked down and sucked as much of my soft dick into her mouth as she
could.

   I guess I could have stopped her this time.  I did feel guilty.  Maybe
that was why I laid back on the bed, so I didn't have to watch a twelve
year old girl suck me off.

   It was better this time since she had more freedom of movement.  I also
grunted freely, and made soft suggestions under my breath.  "Yeah, lick
there, oh right there too, that's good, ooh, watch the teeth."

   It took a few more minutes, but the second time was definitely sweeter.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned her again, but this time I thrust up with my
hips, jamming my cock deep into her mouth.  She hung on.  The liquid fire
surged from my balls through my shaft, and into her hot mouth.  This time
she didn't choke, just gagged a little, but kept my cock covered until I
was done throbbing into her mouth.  Then she pulled away slowly and
swallowed with an exaggerated effort.

   I lay there glowing while she stood up and looked down patiently at me.

   "So what do you want for breakfast?" I offered generously.



   After breakfast, I gave her the remote to the TV in the bedroom, and
then I tried to get some writing done at the table.  At lunchtime, I made
Mindy a sandwich and we talked for a while.

   I tried writing some more, picking at words, and then decided to give it
up for the day.  Occasionally I would hear the cops making noise from the
hallway, but there were no more knocks on the door.  I wanted to relax; it
had been a strange day.

   I walked into the bedroom.  "You should take a shower," I suggested.

   Mindy looked bored with the TV, and easily agreed.  I led her to the
bathroom and grabbed a couple of towels.  I went into the bathroom with
her, and showed her how to turn the shower on and pull the curtain closed
inside the clawfoot bathtub.

   Mindy then stopped and waited for me to leave.

   "Go ahead, take off your clothes." I knew I was pushing her a little,
but I wanted to see just how desperately she wanted to stay.

   I could see her face whiten, and her breathing quicken.  She clutched
her pajama top closed, very insecure and unsettled.  At twelve years old,
she had sucked on a grown man's cock, but was afraid to take her clothes
off.

   Again the hard strength inside her won through, and she set her jaw and
started to carefully unbutton her pajama top in front of me.  I could see
that she had on a thin t-shirt under it.  As she opened her top to peel it
back off her arms, I could plainly see that she had little girl titties. 
They were sharp little cones that pointed straight out from her chest to
press against the thin white material of her t-shirt.  I could almost see
the slightly darker pink and sharper point of her nipples.

   Despite everything I thought I believed about myself, I felt definite
lust stir deep in my gut, and my cock began to consciously harden.  Mindy
caught me staring, but didn't pause.  She grabbed the lower edge of her
t-shirt and pulled it straight up and over her head as she bent over, the
she straightened to face me.

   Indeed, her nipples were as I had half seen and half imagined them. 
There was no question she was female.  Her breasts stood straight out,
pointed right at me.  They were immature, certainly, but perfect in form on
her body.

   "Wow," I said quietly as I inhaled deeply, "you're beautiful," I barely
breathed the words as I exhaled.  My cock was now a painfully hard iron
shaft.

   Mindy's insecurity must have been of what I would think of her
undeveloped twelve year old body.  Now that she knew I liked her, she was
unafraid to show me more.  She quickly stripped off her pajama bottoms to
reveal plain white cotton panties that were a little baggy and formless. 
As I held my breath in anticipation, she pulled those off, and again
straightened to show me her body.

   I've never liked fat women, hanging breasts, wide hips, or hairy long
lipped pussies.  I didn't know that would make me a pedophile.  But the
sublime virgin body before me was flawless and intoxicating.  She was maybe
a little too thin, but her long legs came together in a bulging mound that
had a distinct slit, but completely hairless and pristine.  Her tight
stomach and strong thighs showed obvious lean muscles under her unblemished
skin.

   "Oh my God," the held breath whooshed out of me, "you're perfect." I sat
there gaping, stunned.

   Mindy twisted back and forth slightly, letting me ogle at her like an
idiot.  They she turned toward the bathtub.  "Can I get in now?"

   "Huh?  Oh, yah, get in." I felt like I was coming out of a trance.  She
could get in the shower, but I didn't want to stop looking at her.  As she
climbed into the tub, I quickly slid out of my bathrobe, and held the
shower curtain open to follow her.  "Can I help you wash?" I barely
recognized the eager anticipation in my own voice.

   Mindy spun around and looked a little shocked.  She probably didn't know
why I would follow her into the shower.  She only nodded numbly as she
looked down slightly at my fully erect cock pointing at her face.  She
probably thought that I wanted another blowjob for letting her shower.  She
had already given me two blowjobs, but probably would give me as many as I
wanted.

   But I didn't want a blowjob just then.  I wanted something different.  I
wanted something far more deeply emotionally satisfying.  I immediately
knelt, before she could bend over and suck on my cock.  On my knees in the
bathtub, I was half a head shorter than her.  Her small pointed breasts
were temptingly in reach of my watering mouth.

   "Hand me the soap," I told her and I gently pushed her back into the
shower spray.  The spray hit her on the head and some scattered out, and
into my eyes.  It didn't matter, I was planning to mostly use my hands
anyway.  She handed me the bar of soap and I quickly worked up lather in my
hands.

   I started with her small back and shoulders, innocently massaging thin
muscles and lightly scratching and scrubbing her skin.  I could feel her
relax a little under my hands.  I began to wash down each arm, as she
lifted them woodenly.  I traced my fingers across her little girl ribs for
a moment, tickling her, and she giggled and curled her back involuntarily.

   Then I began to move down to her lower back, rubbing the bar of soap on
her skin to keep her lathered up.  When I cupped her butt cheeks with my
hands, she tensed and her strong butt muscles tightened.  I massaged her
small perfect ass thoroughly and firmly.  Her pre-teen butt was everything
a man could dream of.  My cock hurt as it bounced stiffly.

   After a moment, I moved down to her thighs, without having stuck my hand
into her crotch from behind.  I also massaged her thigh muscles, and again
she relaxed a little.  She lifted each leg, making it easier for me to wash
each calf, and to wash her delicate feet, tickling her only a little.

   Then I turned Mindy around.  She wore a strange slightly naughty smile,
as if she wanted more.  She would have to wait.  I did wash her chest
thoroughly, exploring her firm tiny tits and hard sharp nipples.  I then
moved down to her hard tight stomach, extensively washing it and
stimulating her skin.  I was also delaying the anticipated finale, and from
the way she pressed against my hands, she seemed to be hoping for it too.

   I leaned forward and sucked one hard nipple deep into my mouth.  Her
freshly washed skin was warm and soft, but I could feel it tighten under my
lips.  I mouthed her entire breast for as far as my lips could reach, and
danced my tongue around her nipple.  Mindy pressed her chest harder to me,
as though begging for more.

   Feeling her compliance, I slipped one soapy hand up her thigh and firmly
cupped her crotch.  She didn't tighten her slender thighs on my hand, so I
began to slowly slip my hand back and forth.  My other hand firmly cupped
one muscular butt cheek, and squeezed it rhythmically.  Mindy convulsed
just a little, so I used the opportunity to switch my mouth to her other
tiny tit.

   I couldn't feel much between her legs.  It was all so soft and smooth.
Her reactions though, told me where to rub her best.  I couldn't feel her
clitoris, but when I rubbed that area she would press her pussy forward,
hard against my hand.  I couldn't feel the hole to her vagina, but she
liked that area to be stroked very softly and slowly.

   Soon she leaned so heavily against me, gasping for breath, and I could
no longer suck on her hard titties.  As warm water pounded down her back,
she surrendered her body to me.  I was supporting almost her whole weight
against me and in my hands.  I quickened my hand motions, concentrating on
her clitoral area, and felt her entire body tense, and she stopped
breathing.  To push her over the edge, I slid the fingers of my other hand
deep into the crack of her butt, and began to firmly finger her tiny tight
butthole.

   Mindy inhaled sharply, and then I felt her entire small twelve year old
body shiver as she let out a thin throaty whine.  I continued to rub her
pussy slowly as her body shook and spasmed.  After a minute, her whole body
sagged against me, and I stopped rubbing her and just held her in my hands.


   "Mungh umpt," she grunted as she lifted her sweet glazed eyes to look
into mine.  Her young child face was so close, and so soft.  She glowed.  I
shouldn't have done it.  I couldn't resist.  I kissed her.  I kissed her
like I had only seen in the movies.  Our lips met slowly, tasting, and then
joined as though they were molded to each other.  I sucked softly, savoring
her sweetness.

   After a long time, we separated.  I immediately realized I shouldn't
have done that.  It was completely, horribly wrong.  Having casual sex with
a child might be wrong, but falling in love with her was definitely a
terrible thing to do.

   I suddenly needed to get some distance between us.  Pushing her back up
and onto her unsteady feet, I told her, "Wash your hair and your face now."

   Mindy seemed hurt and disappointed, but turned to grab the shampoo.  She
was still very sexy naked, and I was still painfully horny.  I stood up and
grabbed my cock, lathered it up, and began to pump on it slowly.  Mindy
watched me while she washed and rinsed her hair.  By the time she had
washed her face, I was near ready to cum.

   "Would you like to help me?" I invited her, and held out the bar of
soap.

   Mindy happily took the bar and grabbed my cock in her small hand, and
began to pump on it like she had seen me do.  She had no experience and no
skill, and couldn't even grip it right, but I had been almost ready to cum,
and having her beautiful face eagerly watching my cock was more than
enough. I grunted once, and shot my load.  She had been standing to the
side, so she saw my semen shoot out to hit the shower curtain and begin to
slide down.  She then giggled like a little girl in excitement.

   I stepped into the shower spray, and began to wash myself.  Mindy wanted
to help, but that would only have made my cock hard again, and it was
getting sore.  I promised her that she could wash me the next time.  So,
she stood back and simply watched me, my entire body.  It was kind of sexy,
having a twelve year old virgin check me out.  She couldn't have seen too
many cocks to compare mine to.

   Afterward, we got out of the shower and dried ourselves off with the
towels.  I grabbed my bathrobe, and Mindy looked down at her children's
pajamas.  She didn't have anything fresh to wear.  I told her to put on her
panties and tshirt.  As we walked around the apartment, her t-shirt just
accented her nipples, and showed just a teasing amount of her butt and
panty under its hem."

   "That's just too sexy," I commented on her attire.  "You have to either
put on your pajamas, or give me another blowjob," I announced.

   The twelve year old girl actually considered both options for a moment,
but it was obvious that I actually wanted her dressed, and not so sexy.  I
realized we were going to have to get her some clothes, and she couldn't go
shopping in pajamas.

   By late evening I hadn't heard the cops for several hours.  I opened my
door to check, and the shattered door had been nailed shut and there was
yellow police tape stretched across it everywhere.  I got my hammer and
quietly tried to pry open the door while Mindy kept watch from my open
doorway.  The door came open surprisingly easy.  I quickly crawled through
the tape, and Mindy slid under it.

   Inside, everything of value had either been taken or stolen by the cops.
Not that there could have been much.  I told Mindy to quickly grab all of
her clothes, and everything else that that would indicate that a little
girl lived there.  There wasn't much.  She didn't have any toys, and almost
no books.  Everything she owned could easily fit into one large suitcase.

   Stealthily, I opened the door and we carried her clothes across the
hallway and into my apartment, and I don't think anyone saw us.  I was
pretty sure I wanted Mindy to stay, and that meant we would have to get a
new apartment far away.  Eventually, someone would notice a missing foster
child, and come looking for her.



   I helped Mindy organize her clothes, and put them away.  Our little
black-ops excursion over, I felt tired and mentioned that we should go to
bed.

   There was only one bed.  Mindy looked up at me, wondering.  I guess she
hadn't considered that I had no couch.

   "Take your clothes off," I again suggested to her.

   She didn't even hesitate, and I watched her happily get undressed.  Her
immature body again gave me another, all too familiar now, hardon.  I
undressed too, until we faced each other naked.  My cock again pointed
straight at her face, and I would swear I saw her lick her lips.  Maybe she
was just preparing the saliva she knew she would need.

   I sat on the edge of the bed, and spread my legs.  Without invitation,
Mindy knelt before me, and sucked as much of my hard cock into her mouth as
she could.  The fingers of one hand played with my balls, while her other
hand rubbed the part of my cock that didn't fit into her mouth.  She
started bobbing her head, trying new things, and listening to my
suggestions.  It was incredible to see even a portion of my cock
disappearing into that beautiful mouth and child sized head.

   It didn't take too long before I was feeling really good, but I didn't
want to cum just yet though.  "Okay, stop.  Come up here, climb over me,
put your knee there, that's good." With my hands I helped guide her so that
she could again suck my cock as I lay back flat on the bed.  But now, her
bare hairless slit was poised just inches above my own salivating mouth. 
After I felt her hot mouth engulf my cock again, I lifted my head slightly,
and licked the length of her fresh clean pussy.

   Mindy jerked, and every muscle in her body froze solid.  Undeterred, I
continued to lick and suck at the soft fold of flesh exposed to my hungry
mouth.  She gave out a long groan that ended in a whine, and then almost
every muscle she had began to relax and melt.  I continued to feast for a
minute, enjoying eating a pussy like I never imagined it could be.  It was
so clean and smooth, that it was like licking ice cream that wouldn't melt.


   I then realized that her perfect ass was stuck up in the air, and it
needed attention.  I softly grabbed handfuls of her butt cheeks and began
to knead them.  That must have broken Mindy's trance, because there was a
cock in her face that she was neglecting.  I felt her hot mouth go to work
on my cock again, but she seemed distracted and unable to pay full
attention to what she was doing.

   If it was a contest, I was obviously winning.  She had never had her
pussy eaten before, and the power of it was overwhelming her.  Her knees
spread wider, forcing her pussy down, and trapping my head against the
mattress.  I didn't mind.  I continued to suck and tongue, being careful
not to be too rough with her vaginal opening, which was very sensitive for
her.

   Mindy wasn't sucking my cock anymore, and barely mouthed it.  Then she
began to whine loudly, muffled by my hard cock still in her mouth. 
Suddenly her teeth closed on the shaft of my cock, not painfully, but
firmly.  I felt the muscles in her butt tighten as the wave of convulsion
flowed through her.  She screamed through her closed mouth.  If I had
doubted that she had a full orgasm in the shower, there was no doubt here.

   She ground her pussy hard against my mouth while her body writhed like a
snake on top of me.  She continued to scream between sobbing breaths, but
still through her closed mouth.

   I sucked and tongued as fast as I could and I shook my soaked face
against her pussy.  One of my fingers worked hard against her butthole,
stretching it only a tiny bit, but not enough to shove my finger in.

   One final massive convulsion spasmed through her, and then she collapsed
completely on top of me.  She might have been dead, considering how limp
she was.  Only her gasping breath showed that she was still alive, but
maybe not conscious.

   My cock had fallen from her mouth, but I was pretty satisfied for the
moment myself.  Still, I didn't want her to fall asleep on me.  I pushed
her knees on either side of my head forward, until her hips hunched below
my chin.  Then I lifted my head and began to softly lick her pinched little
butthole.  Like the rest of her, it was fresh and sweet.

   Mindy didn't move a muscle, but she began to hum her supreme
satisfaction at this never before experienced sensation.  After a minute
she did begin to wiggle, and then lifted herself off of me.

   "My turn" she murmured as she scooted sideways to get her butt and pussy
out of reach of my groping hands.  She again attacked my cock with her
tongue, holding nothing back.  Not that it took much.  Sucking on the anus
of a beautiful virgin little girl was enough for me to blow my load without
touching myself.

   This time she was eager to suck up my cum, and kept sucking, trying to
get more.  After a few seconds I had to stop her.  My cock was already too
sensitive, and she wasn't going to stop.

   While I was recovering, she crawled back over me, and kissed me full on
the lips.  A long passionate kiss.  After too long, our kiss broke.  Before
I could say anything, she turned over, curled up against me, and settled in
to sleep.  Wordlessly, I pulled the covers over us.



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