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 Little Emily

   Well I have friend who told me a story that she would like for me to
share with my readers.  It's a story about when she was little and was
taken advantage by her older sister.  Out of respect for my friend's wishes
I won't reveal her real name but let's call her Emily.

   I will tell the story from Emily's viewpoint and will speak to it as if
I am Emily.

   I remember the night it happened.  I was at home sitting on the couch in
front of the TV but looking out the window at the snowflakes which floated
and danced around before landing on the white covered floor.  My mom was
sleeping in her room and I had snuck out of my bedroom to watch some TV in
the living room because I couldn't sleep.

   Not too long after, I heard the rattling of keys at the front door.  The
door swung open and I noticed it was my older sister, Betty-Sue and that
she was accompanied by a man.  Well, unbeknown to me at the time, my sister
was prostituting and the man she was with was actually one of her clients.

   Betty-Sue asked her friend to take a seat on the couch across from where
I sat while she went to check on the status of my mom.

   Almost immediately, after Betty-Sue had stepped out of sight, the man
reached down and began to pinch and jerk himself between his legs.  He
didn't seem to mind or care that I was sitting just a few feet away staring
at his weird behavior.

   I was mesmerized.  Why was he behaving that way and why was he rubbing
himself so hard down there?  I began to feel violated as his eyes, slowly
examined my body from top to bottom.  I was wearing an oversized sleeping
tank top with no panties underneath and hadn't noticed that my legs were
open just wide enough for him catch a glimpse of my privates.

   I was instantly filled with a sense of shame but couldn't exactly
understand those feelings at the time so all I did was close my legs and
tried to ignore his actions.

   As we heard the footsteps of my sister approaching, the man immediately
stopped rubbing himself and picked up a magazine and pretended to have been
reading it.

   My sister sat down next to him and I could hear her telling him that mom
had gotten drunk and was out like a light and would not be a bother to them
both.

   They then started negotiating a price.  My sister didn't seem very happy
with what he was offering--she kept insisting to him that she needed at
least three times more what he was putting out there.  It was at that point
that the man looked at me then whispered something into her ear.

   Betty-Sue responded by whispering loudly "what?!  Hell NO!...are you
crazy?!"

   The man then reached into his pocket, pulled out 5 crisp bills and waved
them at her.  I remember from history studies at school that the person
pictured on each of the bills was Ben Franklin.

   My sister paused for a second not saying a word but just staring
intently at the money.  She then looked over at me and stared into my face
for several seconds.  Before long, I watched as my sister leaned over and
whispered something back into the man's ear while at the same time she
reached over and took the money from his hand then shoved it deep into her
bra.  It was at that time the two rose to their feet and walked over to
where I was.  The man sat down next to me and my sister next to him.

   My sister was the first to break the silence.  "Emily, honey...this is
my friend, Paul.  Now, Paul likes to play fun games just like you and I
do." Would you like to play a fun game with Paul and me?  I promise it's
going to be loads of fun." And if you win the game, you'll get a big prize
from me tomorrow.  Betty-Sue smiled nervously and kept glancing over her
shoulder making sure mom wasn't coming.

   Reluctant at first, I then decided I would trust my sister and see where
this was going.  "Well...I dunno.  Yeah, ok I guess"

   "Good!" My sister spouted.  She then instructed me to lie on my stomach
with my face just hovering over the man's lap while she also did the same.

   Paul looked down at the two pretty faces near his cock and smiled
agreeably.

   "Ok, so Emily, just follow my lead and do exactly what I tell you to
do..ok?."

   I obediently agreed and said "ok."

   By this time, the TV had been turned off and the room was lit by only
the moon light that poured in from the window which was actually bright
enough so I could see everything.

   Without saying a word, my sister reached over, took my hand and guided
it to Paul's zipper.  I understood what she wanted me to do so I responded
by tugging down at the zipper.  I was unable to bring it down at first try
so I then used both hands and with greater force.  Sure enough, down came
the zipper making that distinctive zipping sound and causing Paul to let
out a sigh of satisfaction.

   Now, with Paul's zipper all the way down, I paused and waited for
further instructions from my sister.

   "Very good Emily, now for the next stage in the game, I want you to
reach inside with your hand and feel around, really explore, touch and
gently squeeze everything inside.  Can you do that for me, honey?"

   Instead of responding verbally, I reached over and buried my little hand
into the open fly and then past his boxer shorts and came into direct
contact with something warm, lumpy and soft but also furry.

   I then did as my sister had asked and really felt around inside
squeezing and rubbing with my small hand and tiny fingers, causing Paul to
breath heavy and I even heard him say "fuck that feels good."

   As I continued to feel around inside, I felt something stiffening so
grabbed ahold of it and as I did this, it grew even harder and eventually
sprung out of his pants bringing my hand out with it.  I found this amusing
and so I giggled which in turn seemed to amuse Paul.

   "I see you're enjoying it so far...well just wait and see what I'll have
her do next." My sister told Paul with a devilish grin on her face.

   So now my sister, whose face was just across from mine, reached over and
wrapped her hand over my mine and proceeded to show me how to jerk him off.
As we stroked him, Paul began to moan softly and he responded by caressing
both our hair.  As Paul played with my hair, he began to tug at the back of
my head, trying to pull me in closer to his throbbing cock but I resisted
and pulled back.  My sister saw this, so she smiled and spoke softly to me.

   "Ok, so Emily...you're doing really great only now you're going to have
to do a little more, hon, ok?  Here, let me show you what you will do
next."

   I watched as Betty-Sue shifted Paul's cock towards her mouth. 
Seductively she lowered her jaw pealing her lips apart while bringing her
face down unto Paul's pole engulfing 2-3 inches into her mouth.  First
sucking and slurping but then she began to bob up and down on him while
jerking him off into her mouth.  I thought "Gross!" but was fascinated
about it all at the same time.

   Betty-Sue continued this for a few seconds then released it and pointed
it at me and said: "Your turn little sis.  Do exactly like I did and don't
stop until you feel it spray inside your mouth.  Don't worry, there's no
way you can do it wrong, and anyhow, Paul is going to guide you and will
help you along.  So here's the deal.  If you can get Paul to spray inside
your mouth, then you've won the game and you'll get a big prize from me
tomorrow.  Ok?"

   I paused for a moment then murmured, "ok."

   "That's a good girl, Emily."

   Betty-Sue then spoke to Paul: "Go ahead and have your way with her mouth
as we agreed, but her mouth ONLY...NO VAGINAL OR ANAL SHIT, YOU GOT IT?  If
mom suspects anything I'm fucked so don't go any further than mouth.  I'll
go sit watch over my mom and will give you a signal if she wakes.

   With that Betty-Sue walked away and left us all alone on the couch. 
Paul didn't waste any time.  While still holding my head with one hand, he
proceeded to use his other hand to probe my face with the tip of his cock,
poking it around my nose then down to my lips where he tried eagerly to pry
my mouth open with it.  He struggled to penetrate my mouth as I wasn't
cooperating so he lowered his head and whispered to me: "Open your fucken
little mouth, fuck toy...now!"

   I grew scared at his tone and so I did what he asked.  I obediently
parted my lips allowing Paul to enter my shallow yet hot and steamy little
mouth.  As his cock entered, Paul pulled the skin back fully exposing the
head making sure I tasted his bare cock.  I now had Paul's entire dick head
inside my mouth.  Next he cupped my chin with his palm and placed his other
hand on top of my head then began to bob me up and down on him gently at
first but then a little faster.  I could tell he was enjoying himself as he
kept making noises and saying stuff: "Oh, good girl, that's it, sweet baby,
just like that.  I can feel your little tongue and teeth.  Use your tongue
to play with my dick, Emily please." ...I obediently complied with his
demands.

   As my small hands jerked him up and down, my young tongue--and
unavoidably my teeth--wrestled with his cock head.  Anyone would say I was
a natural; I sucked and bobbed just like my sister had taught me.  Paul
noticed my cooperation and so he released my head and he let me take over
giving him a blowjob.  I pulled it out of my mouth, licked and nibbled on
the sides then licked down further to where I sucked his balls.

   As I did all this, Paul reached inside my shirt and started rubbing and
caressing my back all the way down to my tushie where he took pleasure in
fondling my bottom and explored every crevasse with his fingers.  He rubbed
my legs up and down and over my ass where he then easily parted my
ass-crack with his fingers and fumbled around until he found my anus and
began to poke at it with his finger-tip.  I have to admit, it was all
making me really horny but I couldn't comprehend why I was enjoying it so
much.  It felt wonderful to be pleasuring him so.  And Paul was in heaven.
He kept repeating about what I good little helper I was and how I was his
little fuck-toy.

   Before long, Paul wanted more.  He pulled my hair and began to jerk
himself vigorously into my mouth.  He then held my head with both his hands
and began trusting in and out of me this time with more force, fucking my
mouth like a little pussy.  Of course, the sensation was too much for Paul
who couldn't hold off much longer.  Seconds later, he held me down firmly
while he shot inside me...coating the inner surroundings of my mouth and
throat with his seed.

   Stream after jet stream of cum flowed down my throat and spilled over
the sides of my lips.  I thought I was going to choke.

   After a few seconds of this I heard him exclaim "Oh, fuck yeah!..worth
every cent."

   Paul drained the last few drops into me then tossed me aside like a rag
doll, rose to his feet and promptly disappeared out the door.

   Minutes later my sister returned to find me sitting there with cum
dripping down the sides of my face unto my shirt.  "Oh, Emily let's get you
cleaned up and change your clothes.  After that, I'll put you to bed, ok?

   "What about my prize", I enquired.

   "You'll get your prize tomorrow and if you're good and help me out again
with a few more of my friends, I'll make sure you get lots more prizes, ok?
Oh yeah...and one more thing...DON'T EVER TELL ANYONE...Ok?"

   ...and I never did ...well, till now.

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