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 Tales from the Caribbean - Jenine's Story



   Pedo, hetero, consensual

   Realize that this is fiction.  I would be crazy if I tried any of this
stuff I write about, and it's odd that I feel it necessary to say so here.
If I were writing a murder thriller, I wouldn't need to put in a rider
saying that you shouldn't try killing someone.  But, because this is
underage sex, not murder, it is so dreadful (in society) that I feel it is
expected that I should warn any readers not to do anything naughty like
this at home.

   Above all, remember, that to do so is illegal.  So, you are duly warned.



   Jenine's Story follows after an Overview:

   Having spent fifteen years in the enveloping warmth of the Caribbean, I
have come to understand and love the people.  I have travelled extensively
throughout the islands and talked at length with the locals.

   Gradually, I have become aware of a trend that had been alien to me and,
to begin with, was a little shocking.  I found that many of the women who
confided in me, confessed to having had very early sexual experiences. 
They told me that they had been, almost exclusively, happy experiences and
ones that they would never regret; but also, they revealed that they would
usually recommend their own children to undergo similar experiences
providing the man was caring and considerate.

   A simple example of this was given to me by my maid who had been
reporting to me that one of her neighbour's children - I later met her: a
pretty, sleight little girl of eleven - had been visiting the home of
another neighbour; a man in his sixties.  My maid discovered this through a
confession given by the child to her own (my maid's) daughter.  Apparently,
for over three years, she had been visiting the old man daily, after
school, to administer oral sex to him, and to receive it.  The girl claimed
to enjoy it and was happy to receive her little bag of sweets at the end of
the week as her reward.  However, the girl confessed that for the last year
or so, she had been having full, penetrative sex with the old man, and this
caused my maid a little concern.  So she had approached the child's mother
and revealed all.  The mother's response seemed to me to epitomise the
prevailing philosophy, for she had said:

   "It's her cunt; she can do what she likes with it!"

   My series of stories - all prefixed with Tales from the Caribbean - are
dramatisations of true stories as revealed to me over my time here. 
Although usually written from the male perspective, they were ALL told to
me by the, now adult, girl-children who experienced the episodes.  You may
find some stories disturbing because it is clear that the child was the
instigator at a very young age, or because the child was indisputably
coerced or tricked; or maybe you will be shocked at how girls can be so
driven - almost crazed - by their sexual desires at ages as young as six.
If any of these are the case, you must bear in mind that this is the
culture that pervades after generations of similar experiences and perhaps
it is the overriding sexuality of the Caribbean female that is at fault.

   Above all, two things should be remembered.  First, they are all based
on true experiences as revealed to me by the girls themselves; and, second,
you do not have to read them.

   The Story:



   Tales from the Caribbean - Jenine's Story

   I don't know why, maybe it's because I am a bit more developed than most
girls of me age - you know, me tits are just beginning to grow and me
nipples hurt sometimes - but I find that most of me friends at school are
two or three years older than what I am.  I'm nine but Khadeisha is
thirteen.  She is me best friend, and so all her friends are my friends
too.

   Last week I felt a bit out of it when we was all hanging around in the
playground - keeping out of the way of the boys - when they started talking
about S.  E.  X...  I knew a bit about it from things I'd picked up before
at school, you know, boys' cocks getting hard when you hold them, and that
they pee out of them; stuff like that.  And of course, having explored
meself 'down there' I knew that I liked touching meself there.

   The girls had talked about orgasms and how they got them.  Most, it
seems, played with themselves like what I did, but one or two said it was
much better when you had someone suck your pussy or have a cock pushed up
your hole.

   Khadeisha was one of those girls!  She told me about it after, when we
was walking home.  It was her brother's nineteen-year-old friend what done
it to her.  She'd been in her room playing with herself when he'd come in
suddenly and found her lying naked.  After her embarrassment, he'd managed
to talk her into showing him what she was doing.  One thing led to another
and he ended up doing it with her.  She said it was fantastic and the best
thing she'd ever done in her life.  Apparently it had hurt a bit to begin
with, but it had all been worth it.

   All this talk with Khadeisha had me going, and when I got home I played
with meself thinking about what it must have been like.  I had the best
feelings I'd ever had that time and so I decided that I had to have a cock
up my pussy like what Khadeisha done.

   Of course, I was scared 'cos I didn't really know any boys what I would
want to do that to me, but I then thought about me Uncle Brian.  He's not
really me uncle but he's been me parent's friend ever since before I was
born and he fucked me mum a few times after me dad left - she told me about
it after I said I wanted a brother.  Also, she said he couldn't give her a
baby `cos he'd had an operation.  When I thought about that I thought he
would be good `cos then he could fuck me and not give me a baby either.

   Also, me Uncle Brian has always been nice to me.  When I was little he
used to carry me about a lot and his fingers was always pressing on me
between me legs and making me feel nice down there.  I think it might have
been him as what got me into playing with meself.  Not that he taught me or
nothing, just that because of him I knew it felt nice when things happened
there and I tried it meself.  Since I started doing it to meself, I haven't
really gone to him so much.

   Anyway, I decided that if anyone should be the first to put his prick up
me, it should be him, never mind that he was old - I think he's about fifty
or even older, but he looks kinda good anyway.  He'd probably understand me
problem better anyway after getting me interested in that sort of thing in
the first place.  I knew that he may not really want to fuck me because I
just a kid, but he really is a nice man and I really, really like him.  I
decided this weekend would be the one when he'd do it to me - if I could
persuade him.

   Mum was going away and she'd arranged for me to stay with Uncle Brian,
so I'd have plenty of opportunity to ask him.  Well, I decided I would make
him `cos I didn't know when I'd have the chance again.  I didn't really
have any plan about how to get him to do it, I just knew I had to.

   "I can't," he told me.  "It's against the law."

   "Why?" I asked.  I was upset that he'd said no.

   "Because," he began, "you are simply, too young."

   "I'm nine," I interrupted.  "My friend has been doing it since last
year. She was only eight then," I lied.  Khadeisha had only done it
recently, and I didn't tell him she was thirteen.

   "Well, when I mean you are too young, I don't mean physically.  You can
do it, even that young, if you are careful, so long as you enjoy it and
it's what you want to do.  I mean that it's the law that says you are too
young and that's that," he told me with finality.

   "How can it be against the law if I'm not too young, physically?" I
decided not to give in so easily.

   "Because," he continued trying to stay calm and not upset me.  He did
look handsome, I thought, "the law says an old man like me shouldn't be
allowed to.  It's like it's against the law for me to steal from someone,"
he added hoping to make it easy for me to understand.

   "Oh, I see," I sighed for I couldn't think of an answer for a minute.  I
thought for a little while before suddenly looking up at him with my best
little-girl face.  "But what if the person they say you are stealing from,
has asked you to take it?  That can't be wrong then can it?  You can't
steal from someone who has begged you to take whatever it is."

   For a moment I thought I had got him.  He had to think over the
comparison I'd introduced, playing for time as he developed his argument
against fucking me.  He probably wondered what had brought all this on, why
I'd arrived this morning and ever since had been asking him to fuck me.

   "Jenine, the trouble is that, although you are right - you cannot be
stealing from someone who asks you to take whatever it is -, the law says
it is wrong when that someone is under sixteen.  They think that you don't
understand the importance of what is being taken.  It's like you saying I
could have your mother's best, er," he stopped for a moment trying to think
of something.

   "Dish," I offered.

   "Okay, dish.  It wouldn't be right for a little girl to offer it as she
doesn't appreciate its value."

   "But that's hers.  My virginity is mine.  Surely I can ask you to take
my virginity.  Mum can't ask you to take it.  That wouldn't be fair." I
thought I'd got him there.

   "It's the law," he cried, exasperated.  "If they found out - I'm dead
meat."

   "They won't find out.  There's only you and me.  Mum's away for the
weekend.  You live alone in this house.  I'm here, with you looking after
me, and you can take my virginity without anyone knowing about it. 
Please," I begged yet again.

   "Someone will know!  Look, you want me to fuck you - you know that's
what you are asking me to do?" I nodded.  "- just so that you can tell your
friends at school." That wasn't the real reason, but of course I would tell
Khadeisha.

   "Sure I'll tell them, but I won't ever let on who I fucked with - not to
any of them.  And if any grown up heard about it from my friends, I would
just deny it and say that I was only boasting to them.  I'd deny ever
having fucked anyone."

   "And how would you explain the loss of your virginity?"

   "What, my hymen?" I said to showing off that I knew what I was talking
about.  "I could have popped that anytime.  You don't have to fuck to bust
that." I felt confident, giving him an answer for everything.  I was
beginning to think that I would have a fuck after all.

   "And if you get pregnant?"

   "Don't try that," I said with a big grin.  I knew something about him
that he didn't know I knew.  "You told Mum a long time ago that as your
kids were all grown up, you'd had a vasectomy because you didn't want any
more.  Remember?" I felt proud with my victory over him, and folded my arms
resolutely and with finality.

   "How come your Mum told you that?" He tried to sound cross, and to
counteract my gesture, put his hands on his hips.

   "Because I told her that I wanted a baby brother.  I thought she could
get one with you but she only laughed at me.  I cried, but then she told me
why it couldn't happen - however much you two made love." He seemed to
relax a little of the tension in his face, perhaps `cos I was talking nice.
"Anyway, we learnt all about that stuff at school when we covered, er, in
fatality," I added, a little uncertain what the word was.

   "Infertility," he corrected automatically.

   He seemed to want time to think for he looked over my body as if he was
wondering what it might be like fucking me.  I knew I was beautiful `cos
everyone said so: I have a nice pair of budding little nipples - no breasts
as such -; dark brown skin like most girls in the Caribbean; long, long
black hair; pert ass that I like to cock at boys; long legs that are
shapely, my mum says, for one so young.  Only trouble is I don't have any
hairs on my cunt yet.  God, I hope that doesn't put him off!  But, yeah, I
think I might be getting a fuck `cos he's smiling at me.

   "Okay.  Let me get this straight, you want to lose your virginity and,
for reasons that you haven't explained to me, you want me to take it,
right?" I nodded, full of confidence as I realised I had won and was now
going to get fucked by my uncle.  "And if I refuse, what then?  You'll find
someone else?" He suddenly asked.  Oh God, perhaps he was still reluctant
to screw me!

   "Sure."

   "Who?"

   "Anyone.  I'm sure it won't be difficult to find someone.  I've been
told I'm pretty," I said.  I knew I was right.  It wouldn't be difficult to
find some clumsy schoolboy who fancied himself as a stud, or an evil,
middle-aged pervert only too willing to prey on my little immature body.  I
only wish my uncle really fancied me, after all I am sure I am pretty
enough.

   "You know I can't let you do that.  You could get hurt badly,
emotionally and physically."

   "I can handle myself," I told him, although I wasn't too sure of that.

   "Yeah, sure.  Perhaps I should tell your mother what you plan," he
threatened.

   "Go ahead," I began.  I'd already thought of this one and had my answer
ready.  "I'll tell her you tried to have sex with me."

   "Now that would be unkind," he told me, apparently convinced that I
would tell.

   "I wouldn't want to say anything to her," I explained feeling a bit
sorry for threatening him, "it's just that if you try to stop me, well, I
have to do something." It was a last desperate appeal to him and I seemed
to detect a relaxation in his face as if he had, at last decided to give me
what I wanted - his cock, even if it was fifty years old.

   "Go and take a shower, Jenine," he told her.

   "That won't stop me," I snapped.  No cold bath was going change my mind.
All this talk had got my pussy feeling wet and Khadeisha said that that was
a sure sign of wanting a fuck.

   "Not a cold one, a hot shower.  I'm not going to run my tongue over the
virgin pussy of any little girl that hasn't taken a wash first," I grinned
at him.  I was going to get my way and jumped a clear foot off the floor as
I threw myself into his arms, kissed his face all over and said, "Oh, thank
you, thank you," before I skipped happily out of the room.  Seconds later,
I had the shower running full blast.  A couple of minutes after that, he
was in there with me.  Perhaps he wanted wash his bits too!

   It was divine, that first shower and physical contact.  We didn't do
much, he just held me body against his, stroking me back and bum and pullin
a bit at me hair.  I rested me face against his lovely strong chest and
stayed still listening to his breathing heavy like.  I couldn't resist me
first touch of a real man's cock, so I held it as it was pressing against
me belly.  Me other hand I had placed over his chest and played with his
nipple as it seemed more sexy than me puny little nubbin.  It was romantic
for me and more than I expected for me first naked touch.  I felt really
attracted to Uncle Brian and the fifty odd year's difference didn't seem to
matter.  He was a man and had a lovely cock that soon would be inside me
cunt.  That was all that mattered to me.

   For some strange reason I began to feel all grown up and womanish.  We
seemed to be together like two grown people, not one grown man and a little
girl.  I couldn't wait to get fucked by his lovely prick that I held in me
hand.  It was what I wanted and I could tell that Uncle Brian was now ok to
do it to me.  This was going to be exciting to lose me virginity - properly
with a prick, not just with me fingers - but even so I felt a little
uncertain about just what it was going to be like.

   I looked up into his eyes and saw a kind of greedy hunger there and it
kinda made me go weak at me knees and want him all the more.  As I watched
him he seemed to be crying and that scared me a little.

   "It's okay," I said, stroking the tears from his eyes as he carried me
in his arms to his bed.

   "I'll be alright, I promise."

   "I know," he told me, but as he laid me down, looking all over me naked
body, he began to cry all the more.  To start with he sobbed into me wet
hair as I tried to console him with soothing caresses and gentle kisses on
his neck, and he looked so sad.  I knew it was wrong to want to have sex
with a grown-up, for I had been told so, and I knew his life would be
screwed if anyone should ever find out, but I just had to have his dick in
my hole.  And yet I knew he wanted me now.  All his reluctance seemed to
have gone and he seemed ready to take me from virginity to womanhood and
there was nothing I wanted to do to stop him.

   Suddenly, he stood up, pulling hisself away from me, and I thought for a
minute that I was wrong and that he had changed his mind as more tears
seeped from his blurry eyes.  Softly.  I pleaded with him - almost
accompanied with me own tears, - "No," and stretched me hands out to him.

   "It's alright my love.  You will have me.  You will have my penis inside
your body.  I just need time.  Time to admire you, study you, kiss you, and
make love to your body without entering you.  I need to devour you.  I need
you to be gentle with me; love me," he said.  At the time I didn't
understand what the hell he was talking about, but I did understand that he
cared for me a lot.

   "I love you," I told him because I thought he wanted to hear that, but
also because I really wanted to tell him so.  He smiled at me and came back
to kiss me gently.

   I let his hand roam all over me body, and it sent electric messages
through me, telling me that he was a caring man who appreciated me immature
body.  He sent shivers through me whole being as his sensitive touch met
all the curves - both soft and hard - of me body.  All areas hr touched
were tingling after, but even then, I was unprepared for the thrill that
ran through me as his fingers reached me nipples.  Before he found them,
the skin around was firm and taught, but suddenly, they became pliable and
forgiving to the ever-so-gentle force of his touch.  Hard to start with
they went all rubbery amd stuck out rudely from me flat chest.  He played
with them and I found a wonderful sexual delight that I never knew could
happen as I lay horizontally before him.  He moved his face, first to stare
at me nipples as they sprung about as he pulled and pinched them and then,
closer, to take me tiny protrusion so that he might suckle them and give me
even more pleasure.

   He knew I liked it, for it was then that me hand found his prick in a
hungry need that had to be satisfied.  It felt so good to feel how hot it
was, and so hard like steel.

   "Oh God," he mumbled over me erect nipple, as the sensation of me tiny
hand - desirous of his penis - sent some kind of discomfort through his
body.  I stroked his cock, first taking his balls in me hand and then
drawing me palm and fingers up the shaft, slowly, all the way until I
reached the soft head with me fingertips where I let it fall to bounce the
half-inch to its mid-air resting place.  I then repeated the whole process,
fondling his prick as if it was made from hard rubber and causing big
achings to throb in and around me cunt.

   He continued to suck me nipples, one after the other as his hand roamed
around me body and down to that area where I felt really hot whenever I
played there.  He drew his fingers off to one side and then across me front
to the other just above me pussy and, as he did so, I felt funny ripples of
tingling sensations shoot off at right angles down to me never-yet-touched
by anyone else, cunt, giving me a taste of the delicious sensations to
come.

   I shivered, not orgasmically but from the thrills that were rushing over
me and up me spine - almost like I do when I'm cold.  But I was hot and
getting hotter and just had to get an even tighter grip on his lovely hard
prick.

   "Is that nice, Jenine.  Am he doing everything okay?" he asked.

   "Oh yes, it feels really lovely.  You are so gentle with me, I don't
want it to stop," I mumbled softly.

   "I'm so happy for you," he told me.  "It should begin to feel nicer and
nicer," he added and, as if to confirm his point, he slipped his middle
finger straight down, and along me crack.  I gasped and arched me back for
a moment.  "You see?" he said.

   "Mmm," I hummed.

   "I'm going to kiss you down there now, okay?" And in answer, I parted me
skinny legs as his finger slipped further down to me cunt.

   The moment his fingertip touched me ole I cried out.  A shock of
pleasure had fired right through me body, triggering off wonderful feelings
from me tummy right up me back to the back of me head.  I parted me legs
even wider and he moved his head closer to me cunt.

   I could smell the fragrance of me juices as they were flowing from me
hole, making me heady and wanting him inside me.  He stretched his tongue
and, for the first time in me life, I had a man's tongue licking me virgin
pussy.  I was delirious with feelings of love and desire for him.

   In his time, he must have tasted some cunt, but I wondered if mine
tasted any different from a grown woman's.  I was worried that me
nine-year-old pussy juices, that I knew were flooding from me ole, would
taste orrid for him and that he would stop what he was doing to me.  I
didn't want this to stop, ever.  But it must have been okay `cos he just
kept on licking me and making me pussy tingle with wonderful feelings that
I can't describe.

   The more he rasped his tongue up me crack, or sucked over me ole as his
tongue dug deep, the more I writhed on his bed.  I gripped tight to his
hair as if letting go would cause me to go over the edge of a precipice and
fall into a world of immense pleasure and I'd be lost to the real world. 
That's why I held on tight, pulling his hair hard, `cos I wanted to stay
alive and understand all these new sensations what was flooding over me.  I
wanted to know that I was going to be fucked by a grown man with a
wonderful big cock that I could feel in me hand.

   After a long time I could tell he wanted to push his finger up into me
ole, and I wanted him to so I could feel some of him feeling me insides for
the first time.  I was desperate to know what it would be like to have
something else inside me smooth wet cunt other than me own finger.  He
pushed gently at the smooth and slippery opening and I writhed as he worked
the tip left and right, easing it in slowly.  He never stopped his gentle
pressure as his finger pushed further and further up me ole.

   Gradually me cunt opened for his digit, but the tightness I felt around
his finger was incredible.  It was as if there wasn't any room and me pussy
was sucking his finger in and trying to hold it there.  Me cunt wasn't
pulling at his finger except when he tried withdrawing it.  Then it seemed
to grip tighter and pull firmly against his retraction.  He seemed to
experiment with this sensation by thrusting gently in and then trying to
pull out.  Of course this piston-like motion was like a finger fucking me
and caused wonderful new feelings to flood me whole pussy area making me
writhe in pleasure.  I didn't know what to do with me legs and they seemed
to thrash about trying to take the overwhelming pleasures away from me
pussy.  It worked as me legs thrashed this way then that, and occasionally
crashed down on the bed before straightening out to their fullest and
stiffest stretch.  I struggled to suppress me cries of desire.  It was like
I was a boiler about to explode.  But I couldn't find a way to let it all
out as the tensions were building rapidly and were about to erupt in either
me screams or in a shuddering all consuming feeling that I can only assume
was me first real orgasm.  But before it came on fully, he removed his
finger and I gradually calmed down.  Sure, I'd come loads of times when I'd
frigged meself, but even them orgasms didn't feel as good as wot he'd done
to me already.  Yet, I hadn't exploded to the point of being able to relax
like wot I do when I do it to meself.  If it felt that good already, I
couldn't wait for the big one when he fucked me.

   It was then that we noticed the blood.  Obviously, he had popped me
cherry, but the odd thing was that first, I had forgotten about it and,
second I hadn't noticed it's going.  I can only assume that the
constriction on his intrusive finger was so great that tearing me hymen
went unnoticed with all the lovely feelings flooding through me.  It didn't
matter now, I was a woman - well almost, I still wanted his cock in me and
I knew he would fuck me soon.

   "Darling?" He nudged me mind with the sound of his voice.  I opened me
eyes slowly, reluctant to come to reality.

   "Mmm?" I murmured enquiringly.

   "I don't think I shall be able to get my prick, er, penis into you.  You
are too tight even for my finger," he said gently.

   "You must.  I simply have to get fff..." I faltered, uncertain about
whether I should say what I really wanted to say.

   "Fucked," he finished for me.  "I know, but it might be impossible to
get this in there." He said as he took his wonderful prick away from me
grip - but only for a moment.  "I'll get some gel stuff, called KY.  I use
that sometimes when your Mum is a bit dry." (I didn't quite understand what
he meant, but I trusted him completely now.) "It might help to get my prick
in you." And he eased himself away from me - one of the hardest things I've
ever had to do bear.

   He was in and out of the bathroom as if time didn't exist and I was only
aware of his wonderful body with that stiff, hard thing poking out to me
waiting body what I spread open for him.  He squeezed a liberal globule of
gel onto the top of me cunt-lips.

   "Ooh, it's cold," I said with a giggle.

   "Sorry."

   "No, it's nice." So he applied some more and then slipped it between me
lips with his finger.  It was natural and easy to spread it all over the
inner surfaces of me crack wot was before today hidden to the touch of
anyone but me.  It was exquisite to feel the smooth surfaces being massaged
by his gentle slippery touch and all over the folds of me cunt and the bump
of me clitoris and, especially, the tiny opening to me cunt hole.  He
played his fingertip over and around me sensitized hole before inserting
the tip.

   The grip of me cunt felt even tighter and his finger even bigger than
before, as the influence of his KY gel, forced me ole wider.  The whole
tube - not of KY, but of me cunt - gripped his finger as he inserted its
length resolutely into me.  I became even more convinced that his prick was
going to feel fantastic as it stretched me pussy wider once he began to
shove it up me.  I became even more turned on when I thought about the fact
that he was an old man in his fifties and I was just a little girl not even
ten yet.  I shuddered at the thought of his large body pressing down on me
little frame with his enormous cock spreading me cunt apart.  He put some
gel to the head of his dick and was kind enough to invite me to spread it
all over his prick.  Oh, I loved him for that!  To feel his lovely cock all
smooth and veiny, hot and throbbing - I could feel that too!  -, and to
know that any second now he would try to push it in me wet cunt that so
ached for it.

   Once I'd done what he wanted by getting his prick all slippery, he
climbed up to me and straddled me little body.  I saw his prick and balls
bouncing between his legs and I spread mine as wide as I could so he could
get easy access to me hole.  This was going to be it.  I was more excited
now than I had ever been in me whole life.

   I gasped as the smooth shiny head of his engorged prick forced me
cunt-lips apart.  Not because of the feelings it gave me but because I knew
this was the moment - I was about to be fucked for the first time and now
there was no looking back.  Christ I wanted this!  But he slowed his
advance and sat back on his heels as he grabbed his cock and pointed it at
me cunt.  Now he seemed to take aim and gently eased the head into me hole.
He held me around me tummy - well more on me hips, but his thumbs was
pressing me tummy - and he seemed to pull me body onto his cock rather than
push his cock into me.

   Slowly, in trying to put me onto his prick, he pulled me harder and
harder against his rock hard rod until the head burst into me hole.  I
gasped loudly with a little-girl cry of surprise that made me feel as if I
would upset him.  After all, he really only wanted to fuck grown women and
was only doing this for me.  He held his prick there, not moving.  Just the
head of his dick was in me and yet it seemed to fill me completely.  I
began to shudder with the pleasure feelings of being filled with a man's
cock and decided to let myself go.  I could come now if I wanted for it
wouldn't stop me from coming again - I'd learnt that from frigging meself
last week over and over.

   He was looking at me now, roaming his eyes carefully and slowly up from
me knees that was spread really wide apart for him; along me skinny thighs
where his hands stroked me; up to me hips between which his prick was
partially buried forcing apart me stretched cunt-lips; me tiny waist, where
his hands now stroked and ran inwards over me tense baby tummy to play with
me innie tummy button; and on upwards to me chest, where I had no tits for
him to play with, just two little buttons what poked out of me panting
chest.  I was breathing funny now as I watched him looking kind of hungry
at me.  He bagan to fiddle with me nubbin nipples and it felt all tingly
and nice, spreading the lovely feelings all over me body.

   He brought both his hands down each side of me shoulders, stroking me
nicely until he touched me hands and fingers.  And then he folded them up
in his big hands and pushed them slowly down to his dick.  I knew what he
wanted and I wanted it too.  I could hold all of his prick what wasn't
inside me cunt.  I was in heaven I knew, as his prick was part in me, and I
could grip the rest with me hands and he went back to pulling at me
nipples. But it was him what said:

   "Oh my God," and seemed to take away his breath.

   He spread his big hands over me body almost covering the whole of me
front and gently stroked me up and down making me feel good all over, but
wanting.  Wanting his prick deeper into me cunt.  But he kept still just
feeling me all over and letting his cock rest in me tight cunt.  I was
getting desperate for more of it inside me.

   I gripped fiercely onto his prick, trying to pull it into me and
reluctantly, it seemed, he grabbed me waist and pulled more of me over his
hard cock so that it went in deeper and deeper.  Every millimeter seemed to
give me more of an orgasmic rush.

   I let out a gasp of relief as it impaled deeper into me cunt, but I
couldn't help letting out a small inner groan that was almost smothered by
the rush of air from me lungs, for I wanted him to fuck me now, properly.
You know, thrusting his large cock in and out of me cunt faster and faster
until I couldn't take it no more.

   Without warning he rose to his knees, his prick still buried into me
cunt and almost lifted me up bodily with it.  He kicked his legs out behind
him so that he was straight from toe to head and, lowering hisself, he
placed me back onto the bed with his prick and commenced to stroke it into
and out of me ole.

   Smoothly and rhythmically, he glided his slippery cock up and down me
channel.  This was it!  I was getting fucked properly like what I'd been
wanting for so long.  Now I could tell the girls at school that I wasn't no
virgin and had been fucked properly by a real man, not some spotty kid.  It
was then that I lost it.  I had no idea what was happening to me.  I was
overwhelmed by the feelings that consumed me little body.  Perhaps there's
a certain amount of pleasure a woman gets that fills her body and I was
getting the same amount but just for me tiny body and it was too much for
me to have all in one go.  I dunno.  All I know is that it was wonderful. I
had never felt such lovely feelings in all me life and I knew I would want
more and more.  And I hoped that Uncle Brian would give it to me whenever
he could.  I'd ask him if he wouldn't mind.  I felt he might fuck me again
if I was a good girl and asked him nicely.

   I lay back below him and kept perfectly still as I wallowed in the
sensations pulsing through me body.  He had to keep hisself suspended by
stretching out his arms so he didn't squash me - after all, my head was way
down by his chest - but it allowed me to get a good look at his big cock
spreading me pussy and to see it forcing its way up me cunt.  God it looked
really obscene!

   The sight kinda sent me more over the edge as I struggled to catch me
breath, and me tummy pulled in so much that I could feel the effects on his
prick inside me.

   The rest of the world was blotted out as far as I was concerned `cos all
I could think about as I shut my eyes was the delights of me cunt being
stimulated by the rhythmic thrusts of his throbbing prick.  I became more
and more animalistic under the stimulation of sexual intercourse.  Whilst I
remained impaled on a single rod, me whole body became increasingly
animated and beyond me control.  Me hands gripped his sides, me fingernails
digging deep into his flesh.  Me entire body shivered involuntarily and me
legs, free to move as they pleased - as the only part of his large body
touching me was his prick, (his legs being stretched behind him, he was
supported on his toes and hands alone).  -, me legs, alternately squeezed
together and then relaxed to get the full effect of feeling the length and
thickness of his prick as it stroked in and out of me tight cunt.  At times
the base of his tool was halfway to me knees and, at the other extreme, his
balls slapped against me arse when I received almost the full length up,
deep inside me.

   He kept up this smooth-flowing fucking motion for some minutes as I
thought about how wonderful it all was that I was, at long last, being
fucked by an old man - well, not that old - and soon he was going to shoot
all his white stuff up me cunt.  I began to wonder what new sensations that
would bring for me, and these thoughts just kept on bringing me off, over
and over.

   "Jenine," he whispered softly to me, but he had to repeat me name two or
three times before I knew where I was.

   "Mmm?" Me eyes struggled to see him.

   "I can't fuck you any longer without coming.  I have to shoot my spunk
into you any second now."

   "Okay," I said lovingly - for I thought he was very kind to prepare me
like that - and I embraced him as best as I could, being so small.  "You'll
come inside me, yes?"

   "Of course, my love.  It could be messy though as there will be plenty
of juice."

   "It can't be messy.  It's your sperm, part of you, and I so love you," I
cried, so overwhelmed by me feelings for him that tears flowed freely down
me hot cheeks.  He licked them off making me love him even more.

   Suddenly he bellowed loudly and I felt his juice pounding me insides it
was so hot.  I felt it quickly fill up me cunt and flood out to cover me
cunt-lips and ooze down to me bum.  He came more and more inside me tight
cunt.  I could feel each jet as it shot through his prick to splatter deep
inside me, only to seep out of me tight, confined cunt and wet me bum even
more.

   "Oh, yes.  Fuck me, come in me.  I love you; I love you so much.  I want
to love you forever and fuck you forever.  I love your prick inside me, it
feels so nice.  It's so big in me.  I love you.  Oh God," I couldn't help
whispered and yelling in his ear.  Then suddenly I went completely rigid. I
couldn't help.  I couldn't stop what me body was doing to me - and his
prick as it was compressed tighter than at any time since it had entered
me. I went stiff as a board and every muscle in me began to quiver and
vibrate in a way that it reflected all the lovely feeling his fucking me
had been giving to me cunt.  All those waves of pleasure what me pussy had
been feeling was now going through me whole body and the intense pleasure
was almost too much for me to handle.  Thank goodness that me tightening up
like that meant that Uncle Brian was unable to continue his thrusting
movements otherwise I think I might have passed out.

   As I relaxed and calmed down a bit, he held me.  Waves of pleasure were
still rippling through me vagina as it seemed to milk what seminal fluids
might have been left in his prick.  Amazingly, I felt him push a bit deeper
and, as I looked down I could see his prick move further yet into me
pulsing cunt, which somehow seemed to make a swallowing motion inside and
grip his cock even tighter.  It hurt a little for a second and then I felt
even nicer than before.  Suddenly Uncle Brian arched back and let out an
awful yell and I thought he was in pain for a second, but he trembled and
stiffened, and I felt his cock jump hard inside me belly as he presumably
shot more stuff into me.  But maybe he didn't `cos none seemed to come out
this time and it wasn't long before he kinda collapsed and rolled off me
little body and his prick popped out with an amazing slurping plop noise.

   We held each others hand and soon fell asleep - well, he did, I lay
there with me eyes wide open thinking about what had just happened and, the
more I thought about it the more pleased I was and the more little waves of
electricity rippled gently through all me muscles.

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   "Darling," he said to me some time later.  Well, I guess any girl who
has been properly fucked could behave like a woman thereafter - I wondered
if me mum would notice any change in me.  I stroked his forehead as I
kissed his lips.

   "Mmm?" he asked trying to get back to the real world.

   "Did he tell you he love you?" I asked.

   "Did you ever!  And I love you, my Angel," he said, pulling my little
body against him and running his hand down me back to rest on my bum.

   "That was the best fuck I've ever had," I said.

   "It was the only fuck you've ever had!" he said, like joking.  "It was
your first time."

   "I know, and it was wonderful.  I want to know if it will be as
wonderful when you do it to me again, later."

   "Oh God," he said as if it was something he didn't want to do.

   "You will fuck me later won't you?  Please.  I want to do it lots.  It's
fantastic, fucking.  It was so wonderful I can't quite remember how lovely
it really felt.  All I know is I want to do it with you again and again." I
pouted at him and added in my little girl voice, "You don't mind do you?"

   I wondered if he had any desire to fuck me again, or if that was to be
the only time.  I wasn't joking for I really wanted more.  For me, this
fuck was the best thing in all my life and I presume he liked it too, but I
wasn't so sure.  No matter what, I wanted to fuck now all the time forever
and ever.  Hopefully with Uncle Brian, but even then I knew I really wanted
prick.  It was cock that made me feel so nice, and I needed to have lots of
it.

   "No, I don't mind making love to you again at anytime, providing," he
added, "you remember what we said at the beginning - that this is our
secret."

   "Of course," I said, but I already knew that I would have to tell me
mates at school.  I even had in mind that one of me girlfriends who had
told me that she wanted to get fucked would want me Uncle to fuck her, so I
would tell her too.  But I wouldn't let anyone know it was him, unless we
agreed for him to fuck them, because I didn't want to get him into trouble.

   Shortly after, we went through to the kitchen to grab something to eat
and drink.  We were both naked and I loved the feeling of his spunk running
down me legs.  I actually found I enjoyed rubbing me hand over the wetness
and spreading it around and over me stomach.

   He seemed to enjoy watching me move about the room.  So when I opened
the fridge for some milk, leaping back from the blast of cold air with a
squeal; or stretched to tiptoe as I reached for the bread; I made sure I
parted me legs a little so he could see my wet cunt.  I went over to where
he was sitting on a stool and, lifting his prick in me hand, gave it one
kiss before moving off to find some jam for me bread.  Once I had scooted
around his kitchen grabbing all I needed for me bread and jam, I lifted
mesself up onto the worktop and, spreading me legs, plonked the plate
between them.

   I knew he was studying me naked cunt as he sat opposite me, and I loved
that he liked me pussy so much.  I smiled at him.  He noticed me smile out
of the corner of his eye and looked up at me and gave me a silly grin.

   I dunno why I did it, but I just wiped some jam off me bread and spread
it over me cunt between the lips.  I really wanted him to lick it off, but
I also thought it was funny.  What was left on me finger, I spread over the
outer lips just to get mr finger clean.  I saw me Uncle lick his lips like
they was me cunt and loved him for it.  I laughed out loud `cos I was
teasing him.

   "Oh, gosh, it's all sticky down there.  Do you think you could lick it
off for me?" I asked, mischievously.

   "Well, I don't know.  You wouldn't do it for me if I accidentally got
jam all over my prick."

   "I would."

   "No, you wouldn't."

   "Would."

   "Wouldn't."

   "Would." And with that, I jumped down to the floor, sticky pussy and
all, and quickly rubbed me bread all over his dick.  Taking one bite out of
the slice, chewing it and swallowing with a cheeky look, I then bent
forward and placed the entire length of his partly deflated dick into me
mouth.  Five minutes of licking and sucking his lovely cock and I had it
nice and clean.

   "Would," I said like I'd won the argument.  "Now your turn." And I
resumed me place on the countertop and spread me legs wide for his mouth to
come and lick my pussy clean.

   Uncle moved really fast to get between me legs and began licking just
how I wanted him to.  He sucked and licked all over me cunt and even around
and in my cunt hole.  It was delicious to feel him doing it.

   I was in Heaven.  And he licked and sucked all over, in and around me
mound, poking his tongue into me hole and sucking out me juices that I
could feel were flowing out from inside me like I was peeing.

   What with me sucking his cock, which by now was thick and hard again,
and his sucking me cunt, I think we were both ready for some more action.

   "I'm sorry, I just have to stick this in you," he told me as he rose to
his feet and applied his cock to me wet pussy.

   "Go ahead," I said, holding apart me outer lips for him.

   "No, let them go.  I want them to feel my prick force them apart and
slide over them," he explained.

   "Mmm," I agreed as I thought how wonderful it would feel and wanting him
to fuck me again.

   He shoved his hard dick straight into my pussy and I marveled at how
easily it slipped in.  As soon as he started his pumping his cock into me,
I came big time.  I realised yet again that I wanted more and more of this
fucking and decided that I would fuck whenever I could find the chance.  I
might even try to fuck my teachers at school, I decided.  I didn't care. 
Cock was what I loved and I wanted as many as I could get - or one as often
as I could have it.  I came again.

   Suddenly, Uncle removed his cock from my vagina and I moaned in
disappointment.  Maybe he didn't like that I had orgasmed so many times
since he had shoved it in me.

   "Here," he offered me his prick, "suck your own juices off my dick.  I
want you to taste how delicious you are."

   I slid quickly to the floor and planted me mouth over the entire length
of fully erect dick.  I sucked hard and greedily because I was near to
another orgasm and his dick would get me off, even if it was just in me
mouth.  I loved the feel of it around me tongue and I did come again
without actually touching my hole.  Oh, I loved that come, just to know
that it happened down there all by itself and that it was sucking his cock
that did it.

   I thought he was about to shoot his stuff into my mouth, but before that
happened, he lifted me up, gave me a big hug and I heard him tell me that
he loved me.

   "Thank you," I said.

   "Let's go for a drive," he suggested suddenly, which surprised me.

   "What, go out with no clothes on?" I asked.

   "Well, I wouldn't mind but I think the rest of the world might.  Let's
go and buy you something sexy to wear, and then we could go to a Pizza
place or something."

   "Okay.  Great," I agreed and skipped off to dressed and look pretty for
him.

   "I won't need these," I told him as I lifted me skirt and slide down me
knickers.  "They might get in the way if you want to touch me here." And I
went over to him and hugged him and tried to reach up to kiss him.  He bent
low and touched me lips with his and then we set off to the mall.  I
thought how sexy it would be to see all them people what would think he was
me dad and yet I knew he had just fucked me and that he was me lover.  Wow,
I thought, I have a lover and I am just nine.  I felt very proud and
gorwn-up right then.



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   It was exquisite to know that no one knew what we knew about our
relationship.  Shop staff treated us like father and daughter, passers by
never gave us a second glance beyond staring at me, perhaps because me
clothes were a bit skimpy.  And all the time, I knew that I loved sucking
his cock and wanted him to fuck me as soon as he could.  If only they knew!

   He bought me a simple yellow flap of a top.  It was like half a
handkerchief with string that went around me back.  An inverted triangle
where one corner hung to me navel and the other two corners just covered me
nipples.  Secretly, I wanted to get it to slip sideways a bit so one nipple
would show to everyone, but then I thought that no-one would be interested,
even though it poked out a bit.  The string ties meant that me back was
virtually naked.  The skort looked like a very short skirt with a sexy slit
up either side and from behind it looked like a very tight pair of pants -
more like underwear - but it felt nice and tight around me bum and made my
legs look long and completely naked.  Just wearing these clothes made me
feel a little wet between me legs and I hoped the damp patch wouldn't show

   We walked out with me wearing the outfit and immediately I noticed men
were elbowed by their wives who knew their man was staring at me.  In fact
I actually heard one middle-aged woman tell her husband, "You dirty old
man," as she tugged him away.  I actually pulled aside me top a little to
expose me nipple to him, just to let him know what he was missing.  No one
else noticed but the man's eyes almost came out of their sockets.

   We had pizza and I kept calling Brian daddy and holding on to him like
any child would but couldn't help smiling at him like I wanted him again,
and after the pizza we took in a movie.

   The film was "The Professional" or, as it's called in some places,
"Leon", and it's about a twelve-year-old girl, Mathilde - played by Natalie
Portman when she was twelve - and a thirty-something hit-man, Leon.  I
loved the film although it made me sad.  Although she was just twelve, the
girl really loved Leon and just wanted to fuck him, but for some reason, he
wouldn't do it to her.  At least I had my Uncle Brian.

   I came out into the daylight still in tears and told Uncle that I
thought Leon should have fucked her.  We walked to McDs holding hands.

   "Why?  She has plenty of time, she was very young." he answered my point
about Leon.

   "Because she loved him."

   "You can't fuck everyone you love, you know."

   "Why not?"

   "Well, they may be attached to someone else, like married for example."

   "Oh, I see what you mean," I replied.  I hadn't thought of that.  "But
Leon wasn't married," I said.  We'd found a seat opposite a woman and her
son, and were slurping on our cokes and nibbling burgers sitting side by
side.  People nearby were listening to a Daddy (my Uncle) explaining the
facts of life to his daughter (me) and smiled kindly at us.

   "No, you're right, he wasn't married, but he couldn't make love to her,"
he began to explain, "because she was only twelve." I knew he was only
telling me that it was wrong to have sex so early in a little girl's life
just for those around us who might be listening.  I guess it would be what
they expected to hear, but I couldn't help myself when I replied.

   "But I'm only nine!" I said, perhaps too loudly.  "If I can, so could
she!" Heads definitely turned and Uncle looked a little worried then.

   He gave me a sideways kick under the table and stuffed as much of the
burger into his mouth as he could without choking on it.

   "I still think he was dumb not to do it with her," I said simply.  I saw
one or two heads shake slowly and heard one person tut.  I saw the mother
with the son look sadly at my Uncle - obviously she didn't know he was
fucking his little `daughter'.  She seemed to smile at him as she
sympathized with him.

   "Well, I think, young lady," Uncle began, "that you'd do well to wait
until you are much bigger before you start any of that sort of thing," he
said hoping to shut me up.

   "Too late," I mumbled, but loud enough for the woman to hear.  Uncle
Brian looked pleadingly at the woman who saw clearly that he was in trouble
with me, so I decided to remind him that I was sitting next to him by
placing my hand over his prick and squeezing it quickly to erection.

   "Excuse me," injected the lady, "how old is your daughter?" .  "Nine,"
his eyebrows went halfway to his hairline.

   "And is she, er, you know...?" She seemed very concerned about me, but
also seemed to ignore me.  He nodded as if he was very wise.

   "Oh my Go..." She looked at her little boy, who could only have been
seven or eight, as if he might catch whatever I had.

   "You must take her to the doctor," she told Uncle, perhaps trying to
help.

   "I can't," he replied, "he's the one who, er, you know..." And gave her
the most wounded look of hopelessness that made me love him all the more.
He was being wicked then, and I thought he was the best Uncle in the World.

   "Oh, poor child," the woman said, and that did it.  How dare she suggest
that I was some poor helpless kid.

   "Excuse me," I started going on the offensive.  "I am not a `poor child'
at all.  I would not have sex with any man unless I loved him deeply.  Love
is what counts, not just sex.  It isn't abuse, or whatever you think, and
I'm not a victim.  Huh, you know nothing," I stopped then and bit again
into my burger.  I think my Uncle Brian was impressed more than the woman
opposite who firmly grabbed her little boy and left looking very cross.

   "That was bit strong wasn't it?" Uncle said.

   "Well, she should mind her own business," I said snottily.

   "I think she was only trying to help." he explained feebly.

   "Help?  What for?  I don't need help, she does.  She thinks that because
I'm being fucked by you, that somehow I'm suffering - being abused - taken
advantage of.  It's busybodies like her who cause the most trouble; trying
to make girls like me feel guilty about being a victim.  Well, I seduced
you.  I begged you to fuck me.  How can that be abuse - unless I'm abusing
you?" I'm glad I had the presence of mind to keep my voice down, for I knew
it could have got Uncle into trouble.

   "Calm down madam.  You know what, you need to cool yourself off?" he
said - how was I to know he was thinking about one of the whipped ices.

   "Yeah, a good fuck.  Let's go home and do it," I grinned and squeezed
his dick again.

   On the drive home, I removed his prick from his trousers, pulling it out
over the elastic waistband and affectionately fondled it.  He stroked my
smooth legs of which there was so much exposed in my new sexy outfit.  As
we moved out of the town, I bent over and began to suck his prick as he
stroked my bare back.  It was a delightful drive home.



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   "Got any good films we can watch?" I asked as we moved into the lounge.

   "Yep.  Terminator, Alien, Predator," he began.

   "No, not that kind.  You know, something rude," I interrupted and
nestled myself against him on the sofa.

   "Oh, well, he have some blues: black girls getting fucked by white guys;
black guys with big cocks being sucked by white girls; two girls together.
You know the normal sort of crap." Perhaps he went a little overboard.

   "The first one sounds alright, but haven't you got any of really young
girls being fucked?"

   "Now that would be illegal," he said.

   "I know, but I think it's really cool.  Most of the girls at school lose
their virginity by the time they are thirteen or fourteen.  It's crazy that
it's illegal for us to fuck," I said loudly, for I really believed that.

   "Well, it's not illegal if the boyfriend is under sixteen, only when the
guy is older - like me," he added nervously.

   "Whatever.  Have you got any?"

   "What?" he was deliberately obtuse.

   "Videos of young girls getting it?"

   "Promise not to tell?" I nodded my agreement.  "Okay, I'll get it.  I
only have the one.  It's a bit wishy-washy but it'll give you the idea of
what's going on."

   "What's it about?" I asked before he'd unwrapped it from the brown
paper.

   "She's about eight or nine,"

   "Same as me," I interrupted excitedly.

   "Sure.  She's Indian, so I guess that's where they made the movie, but
the guy is big and looks like he's a sailor or something as he has tattoos
on his back and arms."

   "What do they do?" I asked wishing he'd hurry up and tell me.

   "Why don't you wait to watch it?" he asked.

   "I want to hear you tell me about it first.  It's sexy to hear you talk
about it.  Then I can watch it." He smiled at me.

   "Okay.  It starts when she is playing with some friends at skipping in a
grubby little back street.  She sees this man eyeing her from a corner and
soon wanders over to him.  He asks her if she would like to earn some
money. You can see she is poor and would say yes, which she does.  The next
scene - they don't waste time in these movies - she is removing her clothes
and jumps into a shower.  Then we see the man lying on the bed with his big
dick sticking straight up.  She walks in and is clearly scared."

   "Why?" I interrupted.

   "Because, I guess, she's never seen one or even thought about it. 
Anyway, another man off camera calls out instructions and she goes over to
the bed and sits next to this prick, er, he mean this man's prick - not
that he is one, well, he might be.  Whatever," he muttered with confusion.
"She's told to kneel over him and suck it and the camera, er - can I tell
you straight, `cos it's really rude?"

   "Sure.  That's want I want you to do," I said, licking me lips.

   "Well, the camera zooms in to her cunt, and as she starts to put the
guy's prick in her mouth - which we can see from between her legs - that
cameraman's hand reaches out and pulls her tiny cunt lips apart so we can
see inside her pink slit." I couldn't help it, but his just telling me
about this was a real turn on for me.  I could see his prick was throbbing
already in his trousers.

   "We can tell that she is really, really tight.  Her hole is no bigger
than a pencil's diameter.  So you start to wonder how she's going to get
fucked by that huge cock she's sucking.  Just to emphasise the point, the
camera zooms in to her face to see her lips being stretched as she stuffs
it inside her mouth.

   "Another camera shot shows her face from a different angle and you can
see she is starting to enjoy what she is doing.  As it pans around, you
realise that it wasn't the other cameraman, but a young boy about sixteen
or seventeen who had been opening her cunt.  You see his pretty little
prick move up to her cunt and try to force itself in.  The little girl
yelps but carries on sucking the older man.  Soon she gets used to the
thrusting she is getting from behind.

   "This scene goes on for a bit before you see her sucking the little
boy's dick as she sits her pussy down on the old man's face.  He loves
sucking her pussy as you can hear all the slurping noises and him mumbling
things like, `God she tastes nice,' `what a lovely young cunt she has,' and
stuff like that."

   "Do young cunts taste nice?" I asked him `cos I didn't know.

   "Oh yes, especially to older men after they've sucked older pussies. 
The flavour changes as women get older."

   "Well, you had better suck mine as much as you can before I get old and
stale," I told him.  He seemed to be taken aback by that.

   "You want to hear about the vid, or shall he just pop it in now?"

   "Go on, tell me more.  I want to hear about the big cock going in her.
Does it hurt her?"

   "I wouldn't know.  She yelped a bit but soon got into the swing of
things.  Anyway, here she is getting sucked off by the big guy whilst she's
sucking off the young one.  I guess at this point the first cameraman can't
take any more and he pushes the boy out of the way and shoves his prick in
her face.  So the boy goes round to her rear and without bothering to ask,
shoves his dick straight into her arse.  Then she screams out loud for a
second before she gets used to it.  I suppose as she was getting paid a lot
of money - for her, but I guess for the guys, just an hour's wages - she
thought it best to take what they did to her.  They weren't rough or
anything, just giving her plenty of prick.

   "So the film goes on like this for a bit before the man who has been
sucking her cunt tells the boy to go and get the girl's sister.  Apparently
he knows where to find her.  Fade out and fade in and we have the same
scene but now with a smaller, but prettier child of six or so.  She's
staring incredulously at what her big sister is doing.

   "Shortly after that the first cameraman shoots his load into the girl's
mouth and there is loads of cum spreading all over her face.  She doesn't
drink any though."

   "Then the big guy is on the bed alone - that is, without the other males
- and he is about to impale the pretty, bigger girl onto his enormous tool.
The little sister is holding it up for her and she lowers herself slowly
over the full length.  The expressions on her face are enough to make you
want to cum.  Then the little sister puts her delicate little pussy over
the guy's face and he sucks on her sweet juices - if she has any - whilst
he has the other girl ride his cock.  This goes on for a while before he
shoves her off - both of them - stands up and lays them both on the bed. 
He then rubs his prick so all his spunk jets out all over their naked
little bodies.  And boy, does he jet out.  It goes on and on and both
little girls are covered in sperm from their hair down to their bald little
pussies.  It's quite a scene I tell you.  Let's watch it."

   I had been fingering mesself all the while.  He shoved the video in and
we both stripped naked.  He sat on the sofa and I sat on his lap with my
back to him and with his prick rising up between me legs.  In this position
we could both watch the video and I could hold his cock and pull it against
me clit and rub mesself against it.  He could run his hands all over the
front of me body, stroking my flesh and making me feel nice all over.

   "His cock is bigger than yours," I said but, in case he felt bad about
that, I added, "but yours is much nicer.  I think it's pretty." And I
stroked it all the more.

   "Was my hole that small when you pushed your thingy in?"

   "Yep."

   "Wow."

   I moved myself so that I could insert his prick into me cunt.  I slid
easily but tightly down his shaft until me bottom came to a halt on his
lap. I then lay back against him and now he was able to finger my clitoris.

   It was a mere couple of minutes before I came and when I did, I turned
me head to him and kissed him passionately with an open mouth.  My orgasm
was big and I breathed into his lungs as I groaned and shuddered.  Once it
was over, I turned my attention back to the film.

   "Would you like to do it with two girls at the same time?" I asked him
as the small one on the screen lowered her pussy over the guy's face whilst
her sister gave him head.

   "I, er well, he er..." Uncle seemed surprised by my question.

   "You would wouldn't you?" I suggested.

   "I don't think it would be right.  This is love, that would be sex. 
There is a difference."

   "We could mix the two.  You and me could love each other and she could
be the sex part." Suddenly I leaned back hard against him and turned me
head for another long kiss as I orgasmed again.  His prick stretched and
twitched inside my tight cunt.

   "You would like that wouldn't you Jenine?"

   "It looks like fun," I said.

   "I'm sure it's fun, but it's also very illegal.  You want to get me
shot. There isn't a girl within miles of here who, firstly, could be relied
on not to tell and, secondly, would want to play your games." he told me
like he knew - but he was wrong.

   "Not true.  My best friend, Ornella - she's eight and black - wants to
play with a nice prick.  We've talked about it lots.  She already knows
about you and me." I said gently.

   "How could she know about you and me?  We didn't do anything until
today!" he said surprised.

   "I told her I was going to fuck you today.  She knows how I feel about
you and she likes you too."

   "She doesn't know me," he protested but he was wrong again - Ornella had
seen him lots of times outside our school.

   "She does know you.  She's seen you when you've been to the school to
pick me up.  She said you look dishy.  You wait `till I tell her what a
lovely prick you've got." And I reached my hand down between his legs to
feel the base of his prick that couldn't go inside my body, to reassure
mesself that it was lovely.  "We agreed that after I'd had sex with you, we
would let you do it to her.  She wants to lose her virginity."

   "Well, I think I might refuse even if having you both at once might be
fun." He didn't sound too convinced about that so I kinda poo-pooed him.

   "Never mind now, we'll talk about it another time," I said quietly.

   The film got to the point where the big guy was shooting all his stuff
over the two girls.

   "What do you think about what he's doing now?" he asked me.

   "Looks cool.  I wouldn't mind having lots of that stuff spraying over my
body.  It's kinda sexy," I said.

   "You mean more than one lot of sperm spraying over your little body?"

   "Yeah, perhaps a whole classroom of guys," I told him.  I said it at
first because I thought that was what he wanted me to say, but then, I
thought, it would be really cool.

   "What about a whole nightclub-full of guys?"

   "What, like those men who go to that place you go to?  Whispering Sands
is it?" It was a bar where my mum said he goes what has women showing off
their tits as they serve you with drinks.  I guessed that they guys who
went there would like having sex and so they would be able to shoot their
stuff over me naked body.  As long as they didn't mind that I was just a
nine-year-old kid.

   "Yes that's the place.  You could have half a dozen pricks shoot their
load over you.  You could have a bath in hot slippery cum." Uncle seemed to
quite like the idea.

   "Mmm," I said as I thought about how really nice that might feel.  All
that hot stuff splashing over me.  I kissed Uncle as I had another orgasm.

   It was time for him to shoot his load, I found I could feel it kinda
twitching or swelling in a pulsing sorta way all inside my pussy.  Uncle
had been feeling my body all over making me feel really nice as his fingers
pulled my nipples or touched my clit, but suddenly he stood up still with
his cock in me.  Still impaled, he carried me to the dining table and laid
me face down on the cold polished wood.

   He held my bum tight in two hands as his cock fucked into me.  For the
first time, I felt that Uncle didn't care about me, he seemed to just want
to concentrate on his own orgasm, and that made me come again as he pounded
hard into me.

   To begin with, he gave short sharp stabs to my pussy, pummelling it like
there was no tomorrow.  I gasped and groaned, partly in pain and partly
with the sexual stimulation he was giving me.  After a few minutes though,
he slowed and lengthened his thrusts, taking his prick out of my hole
before driving it back in to the limit.  He kept this steady, sensual
piston action going non-stop.  I knew he was going to come soon and I
wanted to see if he could just keep on pumping his prick into me without
stopping as he shuddered - like he had before when he flooded my cunt with
his juice.  I came yet again and moaned loudly.

   It took him longer than I thought it would, and I was so glad of that. I
just loved him pumping non-stop into me.  It felt so sexy for him just to
use me like a fuckbag.  The smooth flowing motion was exactly what I needed
to get the best sensuality out of this fuck.  I was really enjoying this
kind of fuck so I lay still, relaxing and taking in all the sensations,
coming more frequently and with more intensity each time.

   When he came he roared loudly.  He felt really tight in me cunt and that
was wonderful because I could feel all of it from the tip to the base of
it. I could feel when his cock flooded me insides as he held on to me hips
and pumped more and more into me.

   About halfway through his coming, he suddenly gripped me thighs and spun
me body round on his prick so that I was on me back.  Me legs had been able
to do the splits easily since I was little, and the reminder when he split
me wide like that, put new ideas into my mind for future times.  It was
divine he continued his pumping into me and I watched his face as he ran
his hands all over me body and up to me nipples.  I held his hands as he
pinched and pulled the rubbery bits because it felt really nice.

   We had both orgasmed hard at the same moment and it was the best ever. I
couldn't believe how all this fucking could get better and better each
time. I just wanted to be doing it all the time now.

   At last we were relaxed - well, he was, but I doubt if, after this, I
would ever be for long.

   "About your friend Ornella..." he began...

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