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 This is a hmm fictional account of a love affair between and adult and a
minor.  It contains sexual situations, nudity, and STOP reading now if such
material is illegal in your area or offensive to you.

   I married Elisabeth when she was 10

   I married Elisabeth when she was 10.  She was absolutely gorgeous in her
little lacy wedding dress the ladies of the Sewing Circle at church had
made for her.  My new father-in-law, her minister Daddy, Arlin Ray Jenkins,
performed the ceremony.  Her little sister, 8 year old Anna, was her Maid
of Honor, and little Bethany, now 6, was ring bearer.  My son, Jimmy, who
is 26, was my best man.  Oh, I'm Roger McClane.  I'm the Principal at Oaken
Bucket Elementary School where Elizabeth goes to school.

   I guess some explanation is in order as to why a 47 year old man married
a cute little 10 year old.  Oh, did I tell you that Elizabeth's mother
played the wedding march on the church organ?  She did a really good job on
it, too.  Well, it's just not uncommon here in West Virginia for an older
man to wed a younger woman.  Hmm, maybe you feel that Elizabeth is more of
a little girl than a woman?  In many ways she is.  Like for our wedding,
she had something old - that was me.  Something new - that was her braces.
Something borrowed - that was the little 2 inch heels she borrowed from
Aunt Lizzie Jordan who owns a children's shoppe in town.  The something
blue?  That was a band aid she had on her knee from falling off her bicycle
last week.  So I guess her band aid sorta makes her a child, OK?

   I had met Elizabeth when she was in second grade.  She was 8 at the
time. Mrs.  Greenbough had sent her to the office for punishment.  The note
said Elizabeth had been caught masturbating in class.  (Old fuddy duddy
Greenbough had called it "diddling").  Well, that certainly caught my
interest.  I spent about an hour with her that day getting her to open up
to me.  No, I'm not talking about her opening her pussy or anything like
that.  I mean opening up telling me where she learned to do that, who had
taught her, what had turned her on that day to make her want to do that to
herself....  And, of course, she had to show me how she did it.  That was
when I fell in love with her and she fell in love with me.

   Back then, Elizabeth was a virgin.  Sure, Billy Wannamaker had been
feeling her up.  He's a good boy.  He's in her class and just as cute a kid
as he can be, comes from a real good family that owns part of the mill down
by the waterfalls.  He taught her how to diddle herself.  I never did find
out if he'd done any more than that.  Elizabeth did finally tell me he
tried to get her to put his little thing in her mouth but she thought that
was dirty so she didn't do it.

   I gotta tell you what Elizabeth looks like.  If'n you know what websites
to go to, you've prolly seen pictures of her and her mother.  They're both
real pretty very pale white girls with blond hair.  I'm jumpin' ahead here
but lemme tell you just a little about what they like to do.  Elizabeth's
mother, her name's Constance Jean Whittier, was a big time model for some
time back in the day just before Elizabeth was born.  She ain't but 26 now.
She loves to have people take pictures of her without no clothes on and she
taught Elizabeth to like that same things.  So this one day, Arlin - that's
Elizabeth's dad - and me set up this picture set.  Made it look like the
two of them was teacher and student.  Had a easel set up with stuff on it,
blackboard and other stuff around.  We took almost a full day in taking
pictures of them.  Constance Jean wore bright red lipstick, a little short
skirt.  She looked really good - too old for my taste (well, hell, she's
26!) and Elizabeth was cute as she could be.  They started off both wearing
clothes but finally got all naked together.  It's a good thing we had
digital cameras or we'd a burned through a dozen rolls of film.  Arlin
wanted them to so sex stuff together but they didn' want to do that, so
they just made like they was teacher and student getting all naked
together. I'll tell you what, it sure as heck turned me on.  I fucked the
hell out of Elizabeth that night....  Oops, sorry, getting ahead of myself
again.  Let's get back to the wedding.

   My Elizabeth and I had started dating real serious like right after she
told me about Billy Wannamaker.  I knew right then she was the girl for me.
The first thing I hadda do was talk to her folks.  They was real
understanding.  I told them that I'd fallen in love with Elizabeth, that I
intended to marry her as soon as she was old enough.  Her daddy made me
promise not to bust her cherry until she was ten and old enough to marry. I
gotta tell you, that was NOT an easy promise to keep but I done it.  At 8
years old, Elizabeth was the hottest girl you ever seen.

   Our first date was memorable.  I took her straight to my house up on
Bushy Hill.  I hadn' seen her naked until then and I had such a freakin
hard on you wouldn't believe.  She sat there next to me, right up against
me, with her thumb in her mouth suckin away on it.  She was so cute.  I
tested the waters by putting my hand on her skinny little leg.  I didn'
know if she'd let me touch her at all but it seemed to be OK.  I moved my
hand up on to her thigh a little bit and she sorta opened up her legs just
a bit.  I pulled her skirt up just a bit higher and she looked up at me and
smiled.

   "You gonna touch my pussy, ain'cha?" I didn' answer.  Then she added,
"You can if'n you want." She spread her legs wide for me and pulled my hand
up to her crotch.  "I likes it." Her thumb looked good to me; I guess I was
jealous of it.  She added one sentence before it returned to her mouth. 
"But Daddy says you can't fuck me till we gets married."

   With all the mud, I hadda carry the little angel to the porch from the
truck.  If my dick had been any longer I'd a stepped on it.  I ain't never
been so hard in my life.  Two years!  I hadda wait two years!  And I gave
my word on it.  Now that didn't mean I couldn't do a hell of a lot of other
things and Elizabeth sure seemed up for it.

   Well, the first thing I wanted to do was to get her naked.  Once we got
in the house, I sat her down and laid a kiss on those perfect little lips
of hers.  Tasted like strawberries.  I'm serious.  She tasted like
strawberries!  Then I took her thumb and put it in my mouth and sucked on
it.  As soons I let it go, bang, back in her mouth it went.  I bent down in
front on her and kissed all over her sweet innocent angel face.  Of course,
while I was a kissin her I was feeling her little tight ass - right up
under her skirt, up under her cotton panties.  Put my hand right on her
naked little butt, so warm, so smooth and soft.

   She squirmed a bit when I squeezed her ass, never takin that thumb outa
her mouth.  "Elizabeth, why you suckin your thumb like that?" She stopped
the sucking and looked in my eyes.

   "Practicin."

   "Practicin?  For what?"

   "Mr.  McClane, I knows yer gonna wanna put your dickie in my mouth,
ain'cha?" She took my wide eyed expression as an affirmative.  "So I'm
practicin'".  I near fell straight down on the floor.  She knew she was
gonna suck me, an' I gotta tell you I sure wanted her to do just that.  It
didn' take a minute before I was undoin the zipper on the back of her skirt
and letting it drop to the floor.  Them panties went next, right down to
her ankles.  That little virgin pussy, oh my god, how do I describe
somethin as beautiful as that?  A little puffy, pale sweet thing, that
little slit straight up and down, not a hair on it, not one damned thing I
could say about it `cept it was beautiful.

   But there's something about me.  While I sure admist I like little girl
pussy, I like them little girl flat chests the most.  Elizabeth was wearin
a little white blouse that buttoned down the front but I didn' take time to
unbutton it.  I just pulled it up off her chest like it was a t-shirt and
there it was.  One gorgeous flat chested child.  Little tummy barely bulgin
out, that little inny belly button, Elizabeth was naked.  Butt naked in
front of me.  Them nipples weren't any bigger `round than a dime and pale,
I mean pale as little pink flower petals of some kind.  I turned her one
way and then the next lookin at her.  Beautiful little 8 year old darling
with nothing on but little ankle high sockies.

   I ran my hands all over her, up from her tummy to her little chest,
across from one side to the other, then down her side, down her legs, down
to her little sockies and back up again.  I held back from touchin her
little pussy, touchin ever inch of her first, knowing that once I started
feelin her pussy I wouldn't want anything else.  I turned her so I could
feel her little butt.  One hand covered her whole butt.  I put my hand at
her neck and bent her forward, bringing that gorgeous ass into my view.  I
started a kissin her back, kissin her from her shoulders down her spine,
all the way to the top of her butt crack.  I stopped, took one cheek in
each hand and spread her open.  There was that tight little hole.  I bent
forward and lightly pressed my face into her butt.  I reached my tongue out
to touch it, taste it, lick it.  I pressed my tongue into her ass, inside
her butt hole as far as it would reach.  I ate her asshole, sucked on it,
loved it.  I promised I wouldn't bust her cherry.  Her asshole doesn't have
one.  This would be my treat, my prize...  if I could ever get it to relax
enough, which at the moment was surely not a given.

   "Mr.  McClane!  Wha'chu doin?  That's my bottom, you doin something
nasty.  You gotta stop that!" I'd gotten carried away and gone too far. 
Too much too soon, I guess.

   "I'm sorry, darling.  You just so pretty I couldn't help myself."

   "You hadn' touched my pussy yet." She sounded upset with me.  "Don't you
wanna touch it?  That's all Billy Wannamaker wanted to do.  Don't you like
it?" I spun her around and didn't respond.  Instead, I put my face next to
it and lightly, ever so lightly, kissed it, then touched it with my
fingertips, ever so gently touching my future bride's beautiful young cunt.


   "You have the prettiest little pussy in the world, Elizabeth.  I love
it."

   "You love me, too?  Or you just love my pussy?" She took me by surprise.

   "Well, I gonna tell you something, Elizabeth.  I am total head over
heels in love with you."

   "Then we gonna get married?"

   I thought for a moment.  "Elizabeth Ann Jenkins, will you marry me?" She
jumped into my arms, her naked little legs wrapped almost all the way
around my waist.  "Yes, Mr.  McClane.  I will marry you.  I will be your
wife.  I can hardly wait.  Can we get married today?  Can I call you
`husband'?  Can we start fucking?  Can we have a baby?  I need a pretty
dress...  and some new shoes.  Can I wear high heels???" The questions
didn't stop.

   "Yes to all of it, my darling.  And spread your legs real wide for me,
OK?  I wanna kiss your pussy real good now." She did as she was told.  Over
the next two years, she would learn a lot about sex, she would learn to do
as she was told.  And I admit, I learned a lot about sex from her.  The
main thing being that little Elizabeth Ann Jenkins McClane never, and I
mean NEVER, said `No' and always ALWAYS wanted more.

   Daren Peters