Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 A Moving Experience

   Mg(9) 1st oral cons

   Disclaimer: This story contains sexually graphic and explicit material
and as such it is not suitable for minors.  If you are a minor, please
leave now as it is illegal for you to be here.  If it is illegal for you to
read or view sexually explicit material in the community you view such
material, please leave now.  This story and characters are purely fictional
and any resemblance to events or persons (living or dead) is purely
coincidental.  If you are offended by sexually explicit stories, please
read no further.  If you are offended by stories featuring sex between
minors and adults, or any other situation, please check the story code
before reading the text.  These stories are just that, stories, and do not
promote or condone the activities described herein, especially when it
comes to unsafe sexual practices or sex between adults and minors.

___________________________________________________________________________

______________________

   Finally, I was able to afford the house I'd always wanted in a place of
outstanding beauty.  But to realise my dream I would have to move to a new
country a very long way from home and also to a rural location which would
be a new experience for me.  This wasn't a problem, I had all my plans for
the house and my new semi-retired lifestyle ready to go.

   The one hiccup I hadn't planned for was the delay in moving in to my
newly built home.  An important building regulation had been over-looked by
the builder, resulting in a major restructuring of the sewage and drainage
pipes.

   The builder agreed to a reasonable cut in his costs and apologised
unreservedly for the mistake, which was all well and good but in the
meantime I would be homeless in a foreign country with a container load of
furniture.  I cursed my luck but with some effort I arranged to have most
of my belongings put into storage for a reasonable cost.

   My choice of country for relocation came from visiting a friend there
many years previously.  Many years ago while I was on one of my world tours
as a back-packer I met Kayley, she was a few years younger than me and we
travelled together for a while, had a great time and promised to keep in
touch.  We didn't have sex mainly due to her involvement with someone else
at the time, but I always assumed that one day we might?

   She was besotted with the boyfriend we eventually met up with in Europe
but made it clear that she was also very fond of me.  Many years later I
went to visit her in her homeland, by now she was living with a Doctor
having finally giving up on the wandering minstrel she was with when we
first met.  They had a young daughter called Karissa, about three at the
time.  Again I got the strong idea that if things had been different we
would be lovers.  I liked her a lot but in all fairness, with age I had
become very particular about my sexual partners and she was no longer of
interest to me physically.  Thankfully we had kept in touch as promised,
exchanging music and poetry and discussing each others relationship
problems.  I genuinely believe it's a good idea to have such an intimate
mental relationship with someone of the opposite sex, especially one who is
so far away and so detached from my own life.  We generally give each other
good sound advice on emotional matters and relationship problems as we have
nothing to gain but respect for our honesty.  Communication is something
we've always done well.

   I had no anxieties when I called to tell her of my current predicament,
requesting a 6 week stay at her place due to the unforeseen circumstances I
found myself in.  I was well aware of her current situation with a second
daughter and a decree absolute from the Doctor she was married to.  She was
seeing an ex-boxer to fulfil her physically needs but he had his own house
in another part of town.  I was a little concerned that she might think I
wanted sex, having seen some recent photos I knew this was a non-starter
for me and it could get embarrassing.  I guess I'd have to cross that
bridge when and if I got to it.

   Needless to say she excitedly agreed to my long visit and seemed
genuinely pleased I was going to spend time with her before we became new
neighbours, although we would still be several hundreds of miles apart it
seemed local after many years of being half a world away.

   I arrived at the small, albeit, international airport after several
flights that spanned more than 24 hours.  I was exhausted, I looked and
felt like a zombie, hopefully these first impressions might discourage any
renewal of the physical feelings she'd for me in the past.  With all that
had to be done in the previous few weeks I really just wanted to relax and
recharge my batteries.

   I exited the airport after the usual delays at the baggage reclaim and
passport control, lit up a much needed smoke and took stock of my
surroundings.  Almost immediately my phone rang, it was Kayley;

   "Hi...I've arrived!" I answered, with as much enthusiasm as I could
muster.

   "Hi Daz!  So good to know your here at last!" She replied.

   Daz was the nick-name she gave me when we first meet, quite how she got
to 'Daz' from 'Daniel' is lost in a drunken night somewhere in Europe about
twenty five or more years ago.  She was the only person who ever called me
Daz.

   "I'm two minutes away, I had to bring the kids, wait at the end of the
pick-up lane and I'll see you in a sec." She instructed.

   I finished my smoke and dragged my weary, jet lagged body and my luggage
to where she suggested.

   It was about ten minutes later when a long, low people carrier pulled
up, she jumped out and greeted me with a big hug as old friends would.  I
was feeling the fatigue and apologised for my lack of passion in response.

   Having bundled all my stuff in the back I climbed in to the front seat
and turned to greet Karissa & Olivia.

   "Hi, I'm Daniel...or Dan." I introduced myself as Kayley negotiated the
twisting exit road.

   "No, you're Daz!" Olivia corrected, smiling.

   "Well, yes...I guess I'm that too!" I laughed.

   Both girls sat on the back seat grinning from ear to ear in anticipation
of what this man, with the strange accent, might say next.

   "You don't remember me do you?" I asked Karissa.

"No, but
I've seen you in photos." She replied.

   "And what does everyone call you?" I enquired.

   "Kass, mostly." She confirmed.

   "Okay, and what about you Olivia...what do they call you?" I asked.

   "Olly!" She loudly and excitedly replied, gripping her knees together
with child like excitement.

   Kassy was now 14 years old and every bit the young woman, slim with a
nicely matured with an athletic physique.  Olly was nearly 10, long-legged
for her age and starting to develop shape, quite rare for one so young.

   The two hour journey passed quickly, Kayley and I had much to talk
about, the girls chipping in with questions and observations from time to
time.

   I took me a good three days to synchronise to the local time.  I
familiarised myself with the domestic protocols and made myself at home as
requested.

   Kassy was full of all the anxiety and dichotomy so typical of a girl her
age but Olly was a child who had yet to develop pubescent, teenage issues
of any kind, her provincial little world was still one of amazement and
wonder.  Their house sat on the edge of a large forest at the edge of the
city district.

   Kayley had a nice set up with a good divorce settlement and a modest
income from work, she could afford the large detached house and a
reasonable lifestyle to match.  We had much to talk about and I felt
comfortable in her company.  Terry, the ex-boxer was an occasional visitor,
he seemed affable enough but lacked any real intelligence or incite. 
Kayley told me that he thought we were like an old married couple, which
was probably a fair assessment of our long friendship.

   The more I saw of Kassy, the more I realised how well formed, fit and
sexy she was.  One day she was clearly flashing the skimpy underwear
beneath her short skirt for me to see.  Laying on the sofa with her legs
apart I struggled to contain my interest.  I made a comment about her slim
figure and she lifted up her top to expose her flat tummy and receive the
inevitable compliment from me.  I obliged her further as I sat on the edge
of the sofa and patted her tummy, jokingly suggesting she'd hidden it above
or below.  She raised her top over her small breasts which were pointing
sharply upwards through a thin cotton halter top and commented that there
wasn't much to see.  I said they looked very nice as she brought her knees
up to reveal a well rounded bottom, stretching her panties tight across her
bulging pussy lips as she did so.

   "Not too fat here either?" She commented.

   "No, very nice!" I replied, gazing down at the sexy bulge and easily
identifying a small, but bushy crop of pubic hair underneath.  Before I
could stop myself I traced my index finger down the front of her panties,
between her well defined lips and prodded at her hole.

   "That's not allowed!" She exclaimed, quickly throwing her knees together
to deny me access.

   "Oh, sorry, I thought...?" I reeled backwards.

   "Well you thought wrong!" She remarked, indignantly.

   She got up and stormed off to her bedroom leaving me in no doubt that
she was cock-teasing and had no intention of letting me touch her.

   She continued in playing games with me in much the same way, leaving the
bathroom door ajar so I could see her showering, she was very tempting.  I
can't deny she had a mouthwatering body, small cone shaped tits with fat
nipples and a small crop of fluffy pubes above a pouting pair of vagina
lips, very fuckable but unbalanced and way too much of a liability.  She
often sat opposite me in the lounge, moving her knees apart to ensure I
could see between her legs, coming up behind me and pushing her tits into
my back as she pretended to be reading over my shoulder.  She was ripe and
ready for fucking but had issues that made her untrustworthy, she wasn't
going to trip me up with her obvious flirtations and seduction techniques,
deliberate or otherwise.

   What she doesn't know is that I watched her masturbate, one day she
thought we were all out walking in the woods but I changed my mind and
deliberately crept upstairs to my room.  She came out of the shower, called
down to check the coast was clear and then lay naked on her bed with the
door slightly open, presumably so she could hear us return.  My bedroom
door was also slightly ajar and through the crack I could see she was
fiddling with herself.  I joined her, grabbing a pair of my own boxers to
cum into as I wanked my hard cock.  It was very erotic but I really wanted
to walk in there and fuck her tight young pussy.  She only lasted a few
minutes and I was done soon after.  I accepted that the pleasure she gave
me that afternoon was probably as good as it was ever going to get.

   Olly was the personification of innocence, she made a habit of prancing
about naked outside the bathroom prior to getting in the shower.  She made
a feeble attempt to cover up the important bits she didn't really have with
her hands and beamed at me with her naughty grin.  She often crawled around
on all fours when she was naked, giving me a perfect view of her sweet arse
cheeks and the fat lips that nestled between them.  I think she realised
that Kassy was been flirting, flashing and being sexy with me and was
determined to get in on the action, expressing her sibling rivalry and
attention seeking in a normal childlike way.

   After a few weeks everyone was very relaxed with me, Kassy would saunter
around in her bra and panties giving me teasing looks when ever I paid some
attention to her semi-naked state.  Kayley took full advantage of my being
there by leaving me in charge of the kids to run around and get things
done.

   Olly and I played together and evolved a close bond within a short space
of time, we had lots of cuddles on the sofa watching TV and she regularly
displayed her nudity for me whenever she could, showering with the bathroom
door wide open.  I guess she missed her father who had moved far away and
didn't visit very often.  Terry was totally uninterested in the children,
Kayley was his fuck-buddy and that's where his involvement ended.

   Olly and I often went for long walks, sometimes spending two or three
hours wandering among the trees and open pasture.  One day she said she had
to pee and without another word, dropped her tight fitting legging and
knickers in an instant, crouching down to take a piss in an open area. 
There were lots of bushes she could've hidden behind but she obviously
didn't feel the need to hide it from me.  I can't say I could see much but
I moved closer and bent over to take a closer between her legs;

   "Are you taking a pee?" I said, fully aware that she was as I bent over
for a better look.

   She didn't answer but continued to crouch and piss with a huge grin on
her face, with lustful pleasure I checked out her vagina, which somehow
seemed better suited to a 12 or 13 year old.  A steady stream of piss
gushed out as I got more than a decent view of the entrance to her
pre-pubescent cunt.  I thought to take a picture as I had my camera but she
finished while I was still watching her delightful exposure.

   Despite never having much, if any, interest in a girl as young as Olly I
couldn't deny the erotic sight of her smooth pubic mound, the partially
parted lips and the sight of sweet young flesh around her tiny virgin hole.


   "Oowuh..!" I said, with obvious disappointment.  "I was going to take a
picture of you peeing." I continued.

   Knowing how much she liked to please me her response was unsurprising.

   "You can if you want to...and my bum too?" She confirmed, standing with
her legging and knickers still round her ankles.

   "Why, thank you very much, I will!" I said, joyfully.  "Hang on...I
think we'd better dry you first?" I continued, quickly finding a clean
tissue in my pocket.

   I gently dabbed the tissue between her legs to soak up imaginary drips
as she parted her knees and pushed her vagina out to assist me.  I sneaked
my middle finger past the tissue to squeeze it between her pouting lips and
feeling for the opening to her vagina.  I was difficult to tell how
advanced her sexual development was with such a brief touch, but it felt
surprisingly well developed and I intended to find out exactly how well
developed before I left.

   I started clicking away with my camera, zooming in to get some good
close-ups, something I could wank over later on.  I gave her some
encouragement and she responded, posing in evocative ways, bending over to
touch her toes and spreading her legs as I suggested.  I got to see
everything I possibly could, but I needed to know how permissive she would
be to further, more intimate probing and exactly how developed her sweet
little hole was.

   "Why do you want pictures of my pee-pee?" She eventually asked.

   "Because it's beautiful!" I enthused.

   "Is it?" She said, confused.

   "Well, yes, I think it is, I think young girls have beautiful pee-pee's
and yours is one of the best...much nicer than Kassy's!" I continued.

   "Did you look at Kassy's too?" She asked.

   "Yes, she showed it to me the other day." I lied.

   
I hoped this would confirm that it was permissible and I wanted
to stroke her sexual ego with my compliments and praise in the hopes she
would be less intimidated when I took the next step.  She was happy to
carry on posing and I suggested she take off her leggings and knickers to
make it easier.  She agreed and I eventually got her to pull her little
pink lips apart to expose her dark inner sanctum.

   "I think that's enough...and anyways I need to pee myself now." I
advised.

   "Can I see?" She asked.

   "Oh, er, I...I don't know about that?" I nervously suggested.

   "Why not?  You saw mine?" She said, somewhat unhappily.

   "Well, if little girls take a pee in front of a man, no one cares, but
if a grown man takes a pee in front of a little girl people think that's
very bad...and I could go to prison!" I said.

   "Well that's just stupid!" She said, annoyed.  "I don't see the
difference?" She continued.

   "Nope!  Nor do I?" I agreed.

   "I'll tell you what...if you absolutely promise, hand-on-heart, NOT to
tell anyone...then you can watch?" I suggested.

   "I promise, I promise!" She readily agreed.

   "Not anyone...not your Mum or Kassy or your friends, not anybody!" I
insisted.

   "Nope, not anyone!" She confirmed.

   "Okay then, if you promise...I suppose it's okay." I said feigning a
reluctance.

   I felt I had a firm agreement as I popped my jeans open and pulled the
semi-erect cock out of my slightly sticky pants.  Taking pictures of her
spread pussy had caused a small leaking of pre-cum but I doubt she would
have noticed...or knew what it was.

   "Would you like to hold it while I pee?" I asked.

   "Yes please!" She replied politely.

   "Okay, just hold it gently and point it straight out."

   She gently gripped my semi-swollen cock with her small hand making it
look much bigger than usual.  If I hadn't been desperate for a piss I'd
have tried to get her to play with it, but a good strong stream of piss was
soon wetting the nearby vegetation.  She giggled delightfully as she
directed it from side-to-side, up and down and round and round until I
finished.

   "Well, what did you think of that?" I asked, giving it a shake and
putting it away.

   "Cool!  I didn't know they were so big!" She admitted.

   "Oh, it's gets even bigger than that sometimes!" I bragged.

   "Really?" She questioned.

   "Yup, but it needs a special touch...maybe I show you another day eh?" I
suggested.

   "Coool!" She cooed.

   For the next few days we played games and messed around, as we got more
intimate in our bonding I took more liberties with her lithe young body. 
While we were playing I would slip my hands under her top and squeeze her
tiny new nipples, or down the back of her panties to squeeze her bum.  On
one occasion we came to an abrupt stop while I had my hand buried deep in
her knickers from behind, so I slid my middle finger between her legs and
popped it gently between her pussy lips.  She flinched and gave me a
strange look.

   Kayley and Kassy were at home so I whispered; "Sorry, I thought you'd
like that?"



   "I do...but I want to touch yours too!" She whispered back.

   "Okay, but let's wait until everyone is out on Thursday, okay?" I
suggested.

   "Okay." She giggled.

   The Thursday coming I had been asked to babysit Olly, Kayley was out
with Terry and Kassy was sleeping over at a friends.  I suggested to Kayley
that she needn't rush back and could stay out all night if she wanted?  She
said she might and I hoped she would, giving me the chance to explore
little Olly in a lot more detail.

   Olly and I went for one of our long walks that afternoon, we followed
the same pattern as we'd done a good few times before.  Her pissing in the
woods with me watching her and taking rude pictures.  I was getting very
turned on but wanted to savour the full experience later.  When we arrived
at the far edge of the wood we stopped and watched the sheep for a while. A
ram was frantically trying to fuck all the assembled females which
inevitable caused Olly to ask;

   "What is that sheep with the horns doing?"

   I went through the basic process with her, explaining the difference
between people and sheep and continuing with a simple but complete
explanation of the mechanics of sexual intercourse.

   ''But my...va...joina only has a small hole in it?'' She questioned.

   This sounded promising, she was obviously exploring her sexuality and
might enjoy a lesson with me?

   I explained that age and stimulation has a lot to do with it, suggesting
that she might want to try putting something a bit bigger inside, something
bigger than her finger...to stretch it a bit?

   She listened attentively and asked; "How does pee pee make a baby?"

   "It's not pee!" I laughed.  "It's a special baby making cream that comes
from the eggs underneath and goes up inside your vagina to the baby making
place." I confirmed.

   "Oh." She replied, deep in thought.

   "And it doesn't taste horrible like pee, some girls think a man's baby
cream tastes nice!" I said, pushing my luck in hope.

   "What does it taste of?" She asked.

   "I don't know, only girls get to taste it." I suggested.

   "How do you get it out?" She questioned.

   "You have to rub my willy in a special way...here, I can show you if you
want?" I grabbed my chance, popping open my jeans and fishing out my
slightly swollen cock.  "Let's sit down over there." I said, leading her to
a small grassy bank nearby.

   I sat and leaned back on my elbows, having pulled down my jeans and
shorts I pushed my eagerly awaiting member up and said; "You have to hold
it like this..." I wrapped her small hand around the growing shaft. 
"...and slowly rub it up and down."

   She nervously obliged, fixated on the first fully erect cock she'd ever
seen or touched in this way, keen to do a good job she gave it her
undivided attention.

   I showed her how to use her other hand to tickle my 'eggs' which were
hanging loosely and after a minute or so, got her to increase the pace a
bit.

   After about five minutes of gentle, but dedicated masturbation she said;
" My arm aches."

   "Oh, does it?  It really needs a bit more stimulation before the baby
cream comes out?" I lied, feeling like I could cum at any moment.

   "Hmm?" She said, disappointed.

   "There is something else you can do which usually works?" I advised.

   She was keen to try but a little anxious when I told her it had to go in
her mouth.  With some gently coercion she over came her reluctance and
slowly slipped her lips over the top, licking around the rim asI
instructed. I gave her lots of encouragement as I slowly slide it between
her lips, looking down on 9 year old Olly gripping my shaft and sucking me
off was too much to bear.

   "It's coming now!" I exclaimed excitedly, as I tried to restrain myself.

   With my hand on the back of her head, my body quivered as I resisted the
urge to ram it down her throat and I squirted a decent amount of hot,
sticky cum into her mouth, followed by a second...and a third.  To my
astonishment she swallowed it all straight down in one gulp, pulling a face
she said it didn't taste very good.  I was flat on my back trying to
recover from the earth-shattering climax she'd just given me, trying to
utter a response was damn near impossible; "Ahh...oh...kay."

   That evening Kassy disappeared at about 6pm and Kayley at about 8pm, we
were alone at last.

   I insisted on Olly having a shower and for the first time she insisted I
showered with her...how could I resist?  As I washed her lithe little body
I was aware that her little nipples got very slightly harder as I touched
them.  She was quite used to me playing with her crack now, although I'd
never actually got to push my finger right inside as yet.  She washed my
cock and giggled as it grew to full size, this always amused her and
despite having masturbated over her in my mind many times, having her
actually doing it was on a different level.  She went to her room to dress
for bed as I slipped on a pair of lose fitting jogging bottoms and a T
shirt.  She was already downstairs watching the TV when I came down, she'd
selected her favourite cartoon channel and beaconed me to join her.  After
grabbing a cold beer I picked her up and sat down, placing her in a
strategic position on my lap so she could lay almost horizontally across me
by laying on the arm of the sofa.  We had a bag of popcorn and she
eventually chose a movie to watch.  I had already been caressing her gently
under the lose dressing gown she always wore, preparing her by
desensitising her intimate places, tiny nipples becoming noticeably harder
with each passing brush from my finger tips.  She was wearing a pair of
shorts like small knickers, made for a silky material, baggy and very
sensual.  Occasionally I would slip my hand up the leg and touch her slit,
carefully and gently probing the hood over her under-developed clitoris and
the opening to her vagina.

   "You like touching my pee-pee, don't you?" She asked, with a sideways
look.

   "Yes I do, do you like it?" I repied.

   "Hmm?  It's okay but...you always stop too soon." She said with a whinge
in her voice.  ''And I can get much bigger things in it now as well.'' She
bragged.

   ''Can you?  Like what?'' I asked.

   ''I can fit my big marker pen in there...all the way to the end!" She
boasted.

   "Wow!  That's good, I'd like to see that?" I said.  "But how about I use
my fingers, 'cause they're bigger than yours?" I suggested.

   "Okay, but don't stop till I tell you...will you?" She requested.

"No, I'll do it for as long as you want." I promised.  "And anyway, I can
keep on doing it tonight because there's no here to see what we're doing,
okay...and maybe we can do some other things as well, eh?" I continued.

   I assumed she had reached some kind of pre-pubescent orgasm when playing
with herself but realised my touch was more satisfying and would likely
result in a better experience

   "Yeah...can I touch your pee-pee and make it big now?" She pleaded.

   "Sure!" I replied, quickly lifting us both up and forcing my joggers
down to reveal my swelling cock, I hadn't bothered putting on underwear
knowing where the night was inevitably going to end up.

   Relaxing back into the couch I opened her dressing gown and moved it out
of the way to let my growing cock poke skywards.  Her legs had been spread
across my thighs while we lay there, her feet dangling outside just below
my knees.  I slid her down so the shaft pressed against the silky material
between her legs and the head stood clearly in her view.

   "It looks funny like that." She giggled.  "It looks like I've got a mans
pee-pee." She laughed.

   "You can rub like you did in the woods if you want?" I suggested.

   Grinning like the Cheshire cat she grabbed it with both hands and moved
it around, side to side, forward and back like a joystick.  I showed her
how to hold it with two hands as she sat up to pay attention.  With a
little education she was wanking me perfectly and caressing it beautifully
when she noticed the pre-cum oozing from the eye of my now fully erect cock

   "Euwwgh!  What's that?" She grimaced.

   "Well, remember what I told you about fucking?  Well, you've made me
very hard and as you're so pretty my willy wants to go inside you and have
a fuck...and that's special stuff to make it easier." I explained.

   "Oh wow!" She exclaimed.

   "I didn't know it was going to do that?" She said, somewhat shocked by
her achievement.  "But it's bigger than my marker pen, I don't think it'll
fit inside me?" She questioned.

   "No, it doesn't look like it will...but you never know?  Some of it
might fit in you?" I suggested, hopefully.  "Anyway, let's take off your
knickers and rub it against your pee-pee...it might feel really nice?" I
continued.

   "Okay." She agreed.

   I slipped her silky knickers down and peeled off the dressing gown
leaving her completely naked.  Kicking off my own joggers I grabbed the T
shirt I was wearing and lifted it over my head.  We were both totally naked
now, her hot skin against mine.  As I slowly pushed my rock hard cock
between her legs and she played with the tip, smearing the pre-cum around
my helmet with her fingers which drove me wild.  I deliberately tried to
angle it so the head pushed between her lips on the up stroke, occasionally
catching the very top of her slit and popping out to be caressed by her
waiting hands.  I continued thrusting upwards as she rubbed the tip against
her clitoris, I left it there for a few seconds on each stroke to let her
stimulate herself.  Her head had fallen back on my shoulder as I teased her
minute nipples, licking my fingers to wet them and gently blowing cool air
across them to increase the sensation.

   I slipped my hand between my cock and her bald lips having made my
fingers very wet with saliva.  I gently spread her open and teased under
the almost non-existent clitoral hood in the hope of stimulating her
clitoris to prepare her and produce some pussy juice.  After about ten
minutes of playing with her there was some dampness but not much in the way
of a clitoris, although she seemed to be turned on and had flushed red in
the face.  I could now force two fingers just inside her opening and I
tried to break her hymen with my nails.  It had begun to yield and became
more pliable but was still more or less intact.

   Eventually I took my hand away and showed her how to rub my cockhead up
and down between her tiny lips, occasionally she moved it too far down so
it nudged against the entrance to her anus, I thought of trying to push it
in there but still had hopes of taking her vaginal virginity, although anal
sex was always an option.

   After about five minutes of wallowing in the glorious ecstasy of what
she was doing, she quite deliberately tried to push it inside.  She seemed
to be wet and very turned on now, I assisted her efforts by angling my cock
to meet her demands, a quick push at exactly the right time had the head of
my throbbing member lodged inside her tiny opening.

   She gasped as she felt me enter her but continued to press herself down
on me, unabated.  After several deep breaths and some effort I was inside,
only barely passed her lips, but undeniably engaged...and all of her own
doing.

   I reeled in the pleasure coursing through me as I attempted to push even
deeper into the severly restricted entrance.

   "It won't go any further in." She remarked, disappointedly, and still
desperately trying to impale herself on a cock that was way too big for
her.

   "It might?  Keep trying." I encouraged.

   Just popping in and out of the tiny hole almost made me cum, but
predictably her hymen tore and I punched my fully erect cock inside. 
Strangely she seemed almost oblivious to what had just happened and
continued to absorb the cock she wanted so badly.  I encircled her tiny
clitoris with my fingers as she tried to hold the shaft that was thrusting
inside her.  I continued with slow invasive thrusts wondering how much more
I could ram in her.  With probably half my cock in her I grabbed her hips
and started to really fuck her, squirting and farting noises came with
every thrust as I rammed her down and my cock went ever deeper into the
tight channel.  Her body flailed about like rag doll as I pistoned home
length after length of my lust, hungry for more of this sweet sensation.

   Holding her close I stood up, with some of my length still in her I span
around and laid her face down on the sofa, falling to my knees as I did so,
I began to push my massive cock deep, way deeper than I ever thought
possible.  I spread her arse wide with my thumbs to watch my fat pole
disappearing inside, hugged to the extreme by her taught, over stretched
lips as the fluid leaked out around my member.  She made little yelping
noises with every length of cock I squeezed in, about half of what I had
but to the scale of a mans forearm in a grown woman.  After a good ten
minutes of slow steady fucking I was confident I'd done no permanent damage
to her internally and became aware that some of the resistance had relaxed
a little.

   I pulled completely out and turned her over, with her feet on the floor
I positioned her bald, over-stretched pussy right on the edge of the sofa,
knelt down between her legs and slipped my cock back into her tiny hole.  A
huge wave of euphoria swept over me as I re-entered her, slipping a good
two-thirds of my giant member into what seemed and impossibly small
opening. She grabbed onto a cushion with both hands and bit into it.

   "You okay?" I asked, breathless with anticipation.

   She nodded her head with a look bordering on fear.  I renewed my
fucking, slow increasing the speed as I prepared to cum.  Her small frame
bouncing as I buried each solid shaft of meat inside her.

   "I have to give you my special cream soon Olly?" I said.

   I heard a muffled "Okay." as I quickened my pace and prepared for the
explosion, sticky liquids squirting out from between her taught, stretched
lips and my rock hard erection.

   I cried out in ecstasy as I rammed home the first delivery, she also
cried out, in pain as she took almost all the cock I had to give, pulling
back I banged in another load, virtually breaking her neck against the back
of the sofa as I did so.  I withdrew too far, so as I punched home a third
wave of jizz I popped out, slipped up between her lips and shot a long
string of baby juice up her body as far as her chest.  Her whole body was
shaking as the last dribbles oozed out of my cock on to her leg.  Her
little girls cunt had already rejected most, if not all the cum I'd just
dumped in her.

   When normality resumed I looked down at Olly, the little 9 year old girl
I'd just properly fucked, her little bald pussy oozing the last few
dribbles and her whole body, red from exertion and the abuse it had just
received.

   Olly and I were good friends and now, consummated lovers.  I had no
doubt we would be doing this again, soon.  I couldn't wait to teach her
oral and anal sex and with her tenth birthday fast approaching I would be
able to spoil her with gifts, big fat colouring pens were a definite.

   She was grateful to me for showing her how to fuck which she expressed
with big kisses.  She loved touching and wanking my big cock and I promised
to show her many other things we could do with it and how sex is always
good fun but that's another story...