Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Unspeakable Obscenities Continue (Pt.01)(Mg, pedo, explicit, BDSM, snuff) by Jack Woody Dedicated to JWFan...... Thank you for the inspiration WARNING!!! This material is intended for ADULTS ONLY! If you are a minor, or if you live in a jurisdiction that forbids the reading of sexually explicit material, DO NOT CONTINUE! This material is not meant to represent real-life situations, and is purely the product of an over-active imagination. The acts and situations depicted are fantasy, and are in no way meant to depict actual acts or situations. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO PERFORM ANY ACTS WRITTEN ABOUT, WITHIN THIS MATERIAL! Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2016 by Jack Woody (jackwoody2014@yahoo.com) Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. ____________________________ The Unspeakable Obscenities Continue - Part 1 Slowly, Nelson Macabe emerged from the daze of his lust-driven animalistic actions, with the taste of the little girl's creamy juices still in his mouth, his throbbing cock still hard and wet with the cum he had shot down her throat, and the lifeless naked little girl's body sprawled on the dirty mattress, at his knees. Now, he realized he had done it again. Going too far......his uncontrollable lust turning him into that predatory animal that didn't know how to stop satisfying its hedonistic cravings, and only knowing how to ejaculate into little girls' naked bodies, until the urge was quieted, inside it. The whole world had suddenly grown quiet. The sounds outside the shack in the early afternoon heat, had all gone silent, as if in mourning for another little girl who had had the misfortune of attracting Nelson Macabe's attention, merely by being a cute unattended little girl, swinging on a swing in her grandmother's back yard. There was no time to feel sorry for himself, though. Speed was of the essence, now. He leapt to his feet, sliding his arms under the little girl's limp body, lifting her off the bed, and pulling her tightly against himself. He stopped for just a moment, allowing himself to feel her nakedness against his own, one last time. His cock twitched madly as he slid his hands over the girl's smooth skin, touching her and feeling his cock strain, full of hardness for the little girl's nakedness. Momentarily, the urge swept through him, to push his cock deep inside the little girl's velvety vagina one more time, but he knew there was no more semen left inside him to ejaculate into her, and was therefore a pointless thought. He carried the naked little girl out behind the shack, and while holding her in his arms, he fastened her right ankle to the boom, with the strap at the outer end. He let her hang there, her legs spread grotesquely wide apart, as the weight of her limp left leg made it fall away from the fastened leg, her loose foot reaching for the dock, along with her upper body and arms. His cock twitched, seeing her glistening wet vulva split so widely open, and he couldn't resist pressing his mouth against it, to suck out whatever sweet juices were left inside her. That sweet plump vulva! How he loved sucking it into his mouth, even though he knew there was now no way for his lustfully probing tongue to get a response from the delicate flesh inside her wide open slit. Just feeling the smoothness of her plump lips and the tenderness of her pink inner flesh was enough to make his cock strain, almost to the point of bursting, being so filled with lust, having her in his mouth! He sucked her flesh till his mouth was full of her, and still that wasn't enough.......he always wanted more! Returning to his senses, Macabe lifted the girl's left foot, and pulled it toward the strap at the hinged end of the boom. After tightening the strap around her ankle, he took a step back, to once again admire her erotic pose, as her body hung upside-down, her legs widely stretched apart, and held there in what any normal person would consider a grotesquely vulgar position.....but to Nelson Macabe, it was erotic, sensually arousing, and to be admired. He swung the boom outward, so her body was just over the water, and then grabbed the well-sharpened knife from the corner of the dock, and with one quick swipe, he cut the girl's neck. Her blood began coloring the murky water, and he swung the boom all the way out. The dappled light filtering through the leaves of the trees, decorated the little girl's naked skin, as the blood streaked her face, coloring her hanging hair, and Macabe stood there stroking his straining hard cock. __________________________________ Two months had passed, since Nelson Macabe had filled the little four year old's throat with cock for the final time. The last morsels of her arousing flesh had been consumed and was now a part of him. It was time to add a new little girl to his collection of sexual conquests. The little curly haired girl in the bright pink bikini filled his thoughts, as she had done since the day he stood just feet away from her, watching her stare at his hard cock as he ejaculated over her. She was even close to the same age this last little girl had been. Time, of course, was an abstract concept to Nelson Macabe. Days just came and went, with no real attention given to how many had passed, or which ones they were. He knew she was four and a half, when he abducted her, and as near as he could tell, he had kept her in his shack for seven or eight months, so she must have been five by the time her gagging little throat milked that final ejaculation from his cock. It was the perfect age, he concluded, every time he thought about her naked little body, and how much it excited him to see it, every single day of her captivity. There was never a time that he didn't get a straining hard erection from looking at her. This next girl would be just like that. He knew it, already, because just the thought of her made him drip with excitement for her. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep his cock out of her, if he tried, once he had her to himself. He loved the way she stood there and watched every last spurt of cum shoot out for her, before running away from him. He had a feeling that she would do the same thing again, if he went back there and pulled his cock out for her to see. She was a natural.......a born cum girl, and the way Macabe saw it, she needed some advanced training, so she could follow her life's chosen path down the road to immortality within his own depraved little girl-starved body. It was about time for a supply run, up-river, and he had already decided he would take a little side trip to the woods that surrounded the little curly-haired girl's yard, and see if he was right, about her. When he got to his usual landing spot, up-river from Oak Grove, where he usually bought all his supplies, he pulled the boat up into the thick brush that surrounded the shoreline, and headed in the direction he remembered her house having been. There were no paths to follow, so he just went by instinct alone, depending on his inborn sense of direction to get him to his destination. Fifteen minutes later, his innate abilities were rewarded by the vision of the post and rail fence he had stood so close to, when he masturbated over the `little bikini clad tease,' as he had so-named her in his memory. `The little tease.' It got him so hard he'd have to grab his cock, just thinking of her in that way. He had a handful of khaki pants and cock, as he approached the fence. As he neared the spot he had stood in before, the little girl came into view, sitting at a picnic table, eating what must be her lunch. There was no dog, this time......nothing to give his presence away, to anyone who might be within earshot. He quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his stiff cock out, hoping she would come close to watch him ejaculate over her, again. He would have to get her attention.....she wasn't looking around, and hadn't seen him appear beside the large pine tree, like she had, the last time. Nelson saw a dried branch laying on the ground, a foot ahead of where he stood. He reached out with his right shoe, and stepped down onto the branch, hard enough to make it snap in two. The crack of the wood was just loud enough to get the little curly-haired girl's attention. She turned to look in his direction, and almost before her head had stopped turning, he could feel her stare lock onto his shiny red cockhead, as his fist slid back and forth along his shaft, for her to see. He beckoned for her to come closer, with the index finger of his free hand, and as if he possessed some magical powers of persuasion, the little girl stood up and lifted her legs, one at a time over the bench she had been seated on. He stared at her intently, as he stroked his cock, over her arousing little body. She was wearing a sleeveless blouse and a matching pair of little shorts that ballooned out from her undeveloped legs, and he imagined looking up inside the open cuffs to see her panties, even though it wasn't possible to do, with her standing. Slowly, the young girl took one step after another toward Macabe, still holding the half eaten sandwich to her mouth. Her stare stayed fixed onto his now dripping wet cock, as the lover of little girls was now in his glory, pumping his fully aroused cock more and more furiously, by the second. "That's a good girl........you come and see what Uncle Nellie's got for you." He whispered, just loudly enough for her to hear. As he felt the point of no return approaching, he slid his hand down to the base of his long thick shaft, tightly stretching the skin that covered his straining erection, intensifying the sensations of his impending ejaculation, while at the same time stretching open his wet juice-dripping cumhole, readying it for the massive release he could feel coming on. The sensation grew stronger by the second, as he held his fist still, pulling back, harder and harder, needing his hole to be as open as it could be, for the little girl to stare into......opening it for the unrestricted flow of semen to gush out for the cute little girl to see. And she was doing just that, staring at that dark wet hole at the tip of his shiny tightly swollen cockhead.......knowing what was about to happen......remembering her first time with Nelson Macabe. Before he could say another word, that dark hole suddenly filled with a gush of milky semen that erupted from his cock, in an explosive long wet stream. He watched her staring wide-eyed at his ejaculation, as it began spurting out, in a torrent of long wet streams, he needed to give the cute little girl with curly brown hair. He loved how it felt, shooting them out as she stood there watching, his cock pumping them out, so nice and hard for her! Long milky arcs of wetness shooting through the air, over the fence towards the little girl, falling to the ground just feet away from her, one after another. He had a big grin glued to his face, watching the little girl staring so intently at his pre-planned cum show that was now unfolding for them both to enjoy. "Oh ya...........you like watching that, don't you! That nice big cock shooting out all that milky cum, just for you! " He spoke to her, this time, in what was much louder than a whisper! And the little girl kept on staring, unable to stop her obvious fascination with the eruption of milky fluid shooting from his cock. When the spurts finally stopped shooting out, just as she had the time before, the little girl turned and ran up towards the house, not knowing what else to do. She had dropped what remained of her sandwich, as she stood there, staring open-mouthed at what the man was doing, and only realized that it was no longer in her hand when she reached the back door, and stood, holding the handle of the storm door, as she watched the strange man disappear into the woods. Once she was sure that he had gone, she slowly began to walk back to where her sandwich lay on the ground, carefully surveying the woods, to be sure that the man was not going to suddenly reappear. When she reached the spot where she had previously been standing, she bent down and retrieved the remnants of her sandwich. Then, curiously, she took several cautious steps forward, toward the rails of the fence, her eyes glued to the ground. When she found what she was looking for, she bent down, reaching out to touch the wetness covering the leaves. She picked up one leaf, in particular, that was especially wet, and instinctively brought it to her nose to sniff. As the scent of semen entered the little girl's nostrils for the first time, inexplicably she reached out with her tongue, and carefully tasted the wetness that clung to the leaf. She didn't know why she was doing what she was doing, but she had wished she had done it the first time he had appeared, and now, this time, she couldn't stop herself. After taking a moment to examine the unfamiliar taste in her mouth, she broadly swiped at the wet surface of the leaf with the flat of her tongue, gathering up every bit of wetness left on it, before bringing her coated tongue back into her mouth to further examine what the man had left for her. Curiosity is something that little children cannot possibly control, and the little girl began collecting all the wet leaves she could find. Once done, she stood and moved toward the fence, wondering if any of the man's wetness had landed on the rails. She found several long streaks of luminous wetness on the top rail, which coincidentally just happened to be the same height as her mouth. She leaned forward, with her mouth open, and covered that place on the rail, with it. She sucked the wetness from the rail.......again, not knowing why, but unable to stop herself from doing it. This time, the man's wetness fully coated her tongue, and the flavor and scent gave her an instant sense that she was being a naughty girl. That sense gave her chills and excited her to want to be even more naughty. She pulled her mouth away from the rail, looking for more of the man's wetness, and felt a palpable disappointment when she could find no more for her hungry little mouth to feast on. She would only have the leaves she collected, if she were going to taste any more of his amazing spurting juice. The strange taste filled her mouth, and the slippery feeling it left on her tongue was something unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She wasn't sure what to make of the taste, or the feeling of it in her mouth, either. It surely wasn't something she out and out liked, but it wasn't so awful, either. It was just curious and mysterious......something the strange man seemed to need to give her, and not just once, but twice! When she was sure she had collected all the wet leaves she could find, she carefully brought them back to the picnic table, where she gently placed them inside the paper bag, her sandwich had occupied before she began eating lunch. She carefully licked each of her fingers, before folding the top of the bag closed. What the little girl didn't know, was that Nelson Macabe had been watching her, the whole time......masturbating over her, again, as he watched her taste the leaf and suck on the fence rail. He soaked another patch of leaves with his semen that the little girl wouldn't be able to collect, but he didn't worry about that........he had his new little girl, and she would surpass all the others, in her ability to arouse him. She would possibly even be a willing little girl, who would gladly do whatever he wanted, to please him......a born little cum girl! All that was left to do was to devise a plan, to snatch her away, and he would once again have a little girl, who was more than capable of sustaining his sexual appetite, for quite some time. He could only imagine why the little girl had collected all the cum-soaked leaves, and saved them in the bag. His depraved mind could only envision one scenario. He imagined her in her bedroom at night, carefully licking one leaf at a time, in order to taste his semen in her mouth, again and again. What other reason could there be? ___________________________________ Nelson Macabe left the woods with visions of the little curly-haired girl firmly imbedded in his mind.......clearly seeing her intently watching his cum spurting out for her, every time he closed his eyes.......feeling the rigid stiffness of his cock......feeling it wanting her.......needing her! He knew he had to have her, and he was going to have to take her, just as soon as possible. In the days that followed his second encounter with the little girl, all of his waking hours were being spent fantasizing and masturbating over the little curly-haired girl. He pictured her sucking his cum from the rail of the fence, over and over again....and every time it made him cum so hard his whole body shook. He wasn't interested in anything but her. He was now in a state of need that surpassed desperation. He wouldn't eat or sleep, till he had this little girl in his bed, and his cock up inside her! (To be continued)