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 Chapter 3 - Lee's Mom

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

   "He don't eat nothin' but burgers at the Sonic an' me, Mama." That sent
both of them into a short fit of laughter.  "Mister, you hungry?  I kin run
to the store and buy something."

   "Yeah, I could eat.  Here," I offered, taking my wallet out of my back
pocket.  I handed her two $20's.  "You and your mama go get some
groceries."

   "You gonna be OK here with the kids or we need to take `em with us?" Lee
flashed a quick smile.  "I knows what you wants.  You wants to diddle them
little girls, don'cha?" I probably blushed, which sent both of the women
into giggles.  "Honey, you wants to feel up the children you don't need to
hide it.  Just don't do nothin' that's gonna hurt `em too bad, OK?  You kin
do anything you wants with Tina.  She don't never say nothing.  Never has
said a word in her life."

   "All the boys likes Tina.  An' she likes the attention.  You talk nice
to her and tell her what you wants.  She got no imagination but she do
whatever you tell her to.  She ain't been fucked yet, I don't imagine, but
if'n you wants to do her jes' don't be mean about it." With that, the
mothers of the two little girls left me alone with them.  My cock started
doing its wonderful thing, growing firm and larger in my pants.

   Betsy sat a little behind Tina, totally ignoring her, banging the rag
doll on the floor.  Tina sat with her head down, looking at the floor, both
hands rubbing her own tits.  Her t-shirt was pulled up to her waist.  For
the first time, my suspicions of her having nothing else on was confirmed.
Her bare feet were dirty but her legs looked fantastic, thin and strong
looking, already developing from the pencil thin legs of so many girls her
age.  I couldn't see her pussy from where I was sitting, so I moved to sit
beside her on the floor.



   "Hello, Tina.  What a pretty little girl you are." I said softly,
putting my left hand gently on her back, my right hand on her leg just
above her knee.  I watched her eyes for any reaction and there was none.  I
ran my hand lightly up and down her back confirming there was nothing
beneath her t-shirt.  I gently squeezed her leg, moving my hand up her leg
a bit and back down to her knee.  I repeated the motion three or four times
before I had the courage to reach her inner thigh.  They said she'd do
whatever I told her, so I tried it.  "Spread your legs, honey.  I want to
feel your pussy." It worked.  The child did as she was told.  "Lie back." I
supported her weight with my hand as I laid her on the floor.  "Spread your
legs wider, honey.  I want to see your pussy real good." I was transfixed
on her little bare cunt.  Perfectly formed, it had not begun to develop.

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

   "You can touch it if you want."

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

   "Honey, let's get you out of that t-shirt, all right?" Tina said nothing
but lifted up to allow me to pull her ragged top off.  As I raised it up I
caught the first glimpse of her chest.  Her overly developed tits were
high, firm, and pale.  Her tiny nipples bulged out, begging for my
attention.  The cone shape was pronounced, no sag, no coloration of her
areola at all.  I took the left one in my hand and gently squeezed.  Her
skin felt warm and delicate.  I held the child's tit lovingly, bending
forward to take the prize in my mouth.  I sucked on her nipple, pulling her
entire soft tit into my mouth.  It surprised me to feel her hand behind my
head, and to hear the little sigh she emitted.  She liked it.

   Betsy returned with a small dildo, a huge smile on her face.  "This uns
the one she likes.  The other ones are too big for her." With no ceremony,
Betsy shoved the inch diameter plug into her own mouth, shoving it in,
pulling it out twice to moisten it, and handed it to me.  "You can put it
in her if'n you want." I had other desires, but opted for the proffered
gift instead.

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

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

   As she tried to get more of it in her mouth, she also struggled to get
naked, pulling her loose dirty dress off.

   "Can I touch you, too, Betsy?" With my dick in her mouth, I saw no
reason I should not be feeling her tiny slit.

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

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

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

   "Stop, mister.  STOP!" the child yelled.  Reality returned.  I opened my
eyes and looked up into Betsy's face.  She was sweating and panting like
she'd run a marathon.  I stopped eating her long enough for my senses to
return.  "Mister, that's the best thing what ever happened to me." She said
between gasps for air.  "Ain't nothin' ever felt so good." The howls had
been the 5 year old child's first orgasm.  She held both hands tightly
against her young pussy to comfort it after the abuse it had received. 
Then her giggles set in.  "You done wet yerself, mister." She pointed to
the floor where sat a small lake of cum.

   Tina had stared intently at the action beside her on the floor, her eyes
wide with wonder at what was transpiring.  The excitement had put some tiny
spark of fire in her 9 year old eyes.  Sitting up to watch, she had begun
masturbating herself, perhaps her first experience at self pleasure.  It
hadn't been good, but it hadn't been bad.  She'd not experienced an orgasm
but it had given her a start.  She marveled at her niece's reaction and
had, in her own way, wondered if she was in pain.  She liked pain and
wanted to hurt, too.

   I was in a state of satiation and lust, not realizing the full extent of
what I had done to the child and not caring either.  I had lost myself in
the tiny cunny of a small child.  I'd ejaculated without touching myself,
just the sexual excitement of eating her had been enough.  I don't think I
had ever been so turned on before in my life.  Now there was a nine year
old retarded girl who had never spoken sitting naked before me.  It was
surely her turn.  I had not had enough.

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

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

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

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

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

   "Do what, Betsy?"

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

   What could I do?  What would you have done?

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


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

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