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 International Business Trip, Parts 1 and 2 by this guy (Mg(4), inter, ped,
loli)

   ANGOLA FIRST NIGHT (Part 1)

   I work for an oil company, setting up distribution centers in the far
flung corners of the world where oil has been found.  Usually these
distribution centers are between the oil fields and the port or local
refineries.

   I had been traveling back from one of the new oil fields to eh port with
my translator/guide.  It was getting late and there was a storm gathering
on the horizon.  We decided to spend the night in the little village just
down the road from where the distribution center was going to be built,
father than risk getting caught on the road by the storm.  The roads in
that part of Angola are worse than anything you can imagine.

   We had been planning on sleeping in our Land Rover, but when the chief
of the village learned that we were going to be spending the night, he
insisted we stay as guests (with his children) in two of the village's
huts. My translator/guide ended up staying with the chief's son, while I
ended up staying with the chief's widowed daughter...and her little girl.

   The instant I saw the chief's widowed daughter my dick instantly went
rigid in my pants.  She was gorgeous: standing about 5-foot-5, she probably
weighed about 115 pounds or so.  She was basically slender, except for her
absolutely massive, probably "F" cup breasts.  Making her breasts more
impressive was the fact that she, like all the adult women in the village
was wearing a skirt, and nothing else!  Her skin was extremely dark and
appeared to be very smooth.

   The chief's widowed daughter's little girl had similarly dark smooth
looking skin.  She, however, looking to be about four years old, was still
definately young enough to be living her life in the nude: as all the
pre-pubescent children in the village did.

   When we got to her hut, the chief's widowed daughter laid out three mats
on the bare dirt floor around a small smoldering fire.  She put a thin
blanket on each of the mats.  She removed her skirt, laid down on one of
the mats, and pulled the thin blanket over her gorgeous nude body.  As the
chief's widowed daughter was laying down the little girl laid down on
another mat, and pulled a blanket over her small nude body; leaving me the
only one standing in the hut.  So, I stripped down and laid on the third
mat.  Barely a minute after I had laid down I was asleep.

   I awoke in the middle of the night to the feel of something crawling up
my nude body, under the thin blanket.  Fearing that it could be some sort
of wild animal, I pretended to be asleep while gingerly parting my eyelids
slightly.  From the little bit of light the smoldering fire was producing I
could tell that the shape moving up my body was clearly human, to my
relief.

   Glancing to the side I noticed that the little girl was no longer laying
on her mat.  The thought that the chief's widowed daughter's four year old
little girl was crawling up my nude body only a few feet from her sleeping
mother was absolutely terrifying.

   When the little girl's head had gotten to my crotch I realized that my
dick was still erect, as it had been since I first saw the chief's widowed
daughter.  I instantly thought, "I could just push her little head down and
get her to suck my cock...and when she screams they'll probably castrate me
with a wooden spoon." I stayed still, in hopes that if the little girl
thought I was asleep she might go back to her own mat, but she didn't.

   Once the little girl had crawled up to the point where her crotch had
cleared the end of my six-and-one-half inch prick she stopped.  She planted
her small four-year-old feet on either side of my adult hips, reached back
behind her and grabbed my dick.  She held my rigid dick still as she slowly
lifted her young hips.  Suddenly I felt the head of my six-and-one-half
inch adult prick being slipped into the tightest wettest hole I had ever
felt.  As she lowered her hips, the little girl was impaling her tiny body
on my dick.

   I was astonished when I felt her tiny four-year-old butt come to rest on
my hairy balls.  Barely a second after it had, the little girl began to
slowly ease her young body back up.  When only the head of my
six-and-one-half inch adult prick was still inside her tight little
four-year-old pre-pubescent pussy, she began to once again slowly lower her
body back down: forcing my adult dick to re-invade the tight, hot, wet
recesses of her miniature pussy.

   The little girl was ever-so-slowly fucking me cow-girl style.  She was
moving so slowly that one full in-and-out cycle took a full twenty-two
seconds (I counted)!  I could feel my cock oozing pre-cum in her tight
little hole every time she moved her body off my dick.  The pleasure of
having her tiny little pussy stretched around my dick was...beyond verbal
description.  After a minute, or so, of the little girl riding my adult
prick, I began to hear a quiet squishing sound as my dick slid into her
tiny hole, followed by a quiet slurping sound as it slid back out.

   After a few minutes the tightness of the little girl's pre-pubescent
pussy wrapped around my dick combined with the quiet, and incredibly,
obscene squishing and slurping sounds was putting me over the edge.  I
could feel my balls begin to rise up.  The little girl seemed to notice
this as well; she pushed her small body down hard; impaling her tiny
per-pubescent four-year-old pussy on the full six-and-one-half inches of my
adult dick.  She held her body still and began rolling her young hips.

   That's when I let her have it.  My ass-cheeks tightened as my cum began
to surge up the little tube on the underside of my dick.  First one spurt,
then another, and another: my dick was throbbing as it spewed my hot,
thick, sticky, sperm-laden adult cum deep inside the little girl's
miniature pre-pubescent pussy.  All told my dick released a total of six
big spurts of my adult cum deep inside the little girl's four-year-old
pussy: and my god did it feel GOOD!
Once my dick began to deflate, the little girl eased her young body up;
allowing my now semi-flaccid dick to slip out of her tiny hole.  It came
out with yet another obscene slurping sound (this one considerably louder
than those which preceded it), then slapped down against my abdomen with a
wet plop.  The little girl crawled back down my body and to her own mat,

where she rolled onto her side and appeared to fall asleep quickly.

   To say I was stunned by the events of the previous few minutes would
have been an understatement to say the least.  What truly amazed me though
was the fact that without any effort on my part (and at no cost to me
whatsoever) the little girl had given me what was probably the seventh or
eighth best orgasm I had had up to that point in my life...  Shortly
thereafter I fell back to sleep.

   ANGOLA MORNING (Part 2)

   I awoke the next morning to the chief's widowed daughter tapping me on
the cheek (the one on my face).  She was, once again, wearing her skirt and
nothing else.  The little girl was also up.  I was instantly afraid that
the chief's widowed daughter might see the cum I had squirted into the
little girl over-night leaking out of her miniature pre-pubescent pussy.

   As I got up off the mat and quickly got dressed, I gingerly glanced over
at the little girl's pelvic region.  Not seeing any white streaks or globs
on the dark skin around the juncture of her little legs, I began to think
that I must have dreamed the whole thing: it had been a positively
mind-blowing orgasm.  I could remember shooting either five or six big
spurts of cum...the only way she could have had that much cum squirted into
her pre-pubescent pussy and not have any running down her little legs would
be if I had squirted it directly through the little hole in her cervix and
up into her young womb...and I can't imagine how I wouldn't remember
feeling her cervix bumping up against the tip of my dick.

   My translator/guide and I ate breakfast outside with the whole village.
The little girl sat on my lap while we ate.  It wasn't until she began
slowly wiggling her tiny naked butt around on my lap that I was certain I
had, in fact, NOT dreamed the fuck she and I had shared the previous night.

   Fearful of what the villagers might do if they noticed the semi-erotic
movements the little girl was making on my lap, I glanced around. 
Thankfully none of the adults seemed to notice.  However most of the boys
who looked to be between the ages of nine and fifteen did seem to notice.
Since none of them said anything, I kept quiet: allowing the little girl to
re-inflate my dick in my pants.

   As my translator/guide and I were about to get in our Land Rover the
chief's widowed daughter walked over to me and wrapped her arms around me
in a friendly hug.  Despite my raging hard-on, I wrapped my arms around her
and gave a gentle squeeze.  I fail to see how she could have not noticed my
arousal, but most likely assumed having her massive breasts pressed against
my chest was causing it.

   After the chief's widowed daughter and I broke off our hug, I noticed
that the little girl was standing next to her mother.  I bent down, wrapped
my arms around her nude little four-year-old body and planted a gentle kiss
on her forehead.

   My translator/guide and I got into our Land Rover and were off.  We
hadn't driven more than a hundred feet when my translator/guide said he was
surprised the chief hadn't offered me his widowed daughter's hand in
marriage.  I replied that if he had offered it, despite her not speaking
English, I would have been tempted to say "yes."

   He chuckled, pointed at my lap and said, "I know which head was thinking
that."

   Smiling, I replied, "You mean you wouldn't have the same if she hugged
you?"

   "With her breasts, I'd have the same...problem." Just as my
translator/guide said that, we saw three men approaching on foot.  Two of
the men were carrying the third.

   When we approach them, one of the men (who spoke English) told us the
man they were carrying had been struck by lightning; and since we hand
gotten to their village yet, they had assumed we were still en-route. 
Since my translator/guide had some basic medical training, where as I did
not, he got into the back of our Land Rover with the man who had been
struck by lightning, and I took over driving.  The man who spoke English
informed me that the road was under about two feet of water, so we headed
back to the village we had just left.

   Once we returned to the village all hell broke loose: a number of the
women were helping the man who had been struck by lightning, some of the
men headed out to the other village to see if they could help with any
damage caused by the storm (which in this village had been nothing more
than some wind and a little rain).

   All of a sudden I noticed that I was the only person outside.  But that
was okay: it was a warm sunny day...  The man from the other village who
spoke English seemed to come out of nowhere, he told me that if I was going
to stay outside, to get in the shade: the combination of sun and heat could
make me sick.  So I wandered over to a tree and sat in the shade, leaning
my back against its trunk.

   It was so still outside that the boy, who looked to be about twelve,
walking from one hut to another received my undivided attention.  He had a
little smile on his face; not the kind brought on by nice weather, the kind
guys get from having a great orgasm.  It only dawned on me once I had
classified his smile: he had come out of the chief's widowed daughter's
hut. I knew she was tending to man who had been struck by lightning...which
meant the little girl had given him his orgasm!

   I sat there, with my back against the trunk of the tree for a few
moments while trying to decide what to do.  Should I go over to her hut and
try for a repeat of the previous night's events?  Glancing around I saw
no-one: "what the hell" I thought, it was worth a shot.
I stood, stretched a bit, then nonchalantly wandered over towards the
chief's widowed daughter's hut.  Looking in through the doorway, I could
see the little girl sitting on a mat with her back against the far wall. 
It was much darker in the hut than it was outside, but in the instant

before she got up I thought I saw a streak of white between her young legs.

   The instant she saw me, the little girl stood and beckoned me in with a
smile and a little hand gesture.  Since we didn't speak a common language I
wasn't sure how to let the little girl know that I wanted to put my dick in
her pussy again.  She beat me to it: fist pointing at my crotch then at
her's, she tilted her head slightly and gave me another smile.  Assuming
that was an offer of sex, I opened the fly of my pants and pulled out my
dick before sitting down on the mat.

   By the time my back had touched the wall of the hut, the little girl,
still holding her doll, was on my lap.  She turned around so that her back
was to my chest, put one foot on either side of my thighs and began to
squat down over my six-and-one-half inch adult prick.  I took my dick in my
hand, holding it stead, as the little girl slowly eased it into her tiny
pre-pubescent pussy.

   Her pussy felt slightly different than I had remembered: it seemed much
slipperier.  I instantly remembered the boy I had seen leaving the jut: he
must have shot his load in her pussy.  The idea of fucking a woman (or
little girl, in this case) who had and other guy's load in her pussy always
turned me off (so much so, that if I'm with a prostitute, using a condom, I
make sure I'm her first customer).  Strangely my dick was getting
harder...I began thinking, "I'm gonna have to try this again: doing a woman
who's already got a load in her..."

   By that point the little girl's tiny pre-pubescent four-year-old pussy
had engulfed my entire six-and-one-half inch adult prick.  Still holding on
to her doll, the little girl began bouncing up and down on my lap.  Wanting
to enjoy the sensations of having my dick buried in such a small tight
pussy last as long as possible, I put my hands on the little girl's small
hips and held her still.

   The little girl tilted her head back and gave me a little pout.  If she
yelled or started crying, I knew that would attract adult attention; so I
hunched my back, tilted my head downward and planted a kiss on the little
girl's forehead.  That seemed to appease her, for the moment.

   I slowly moved my right hand from her right hip and began rubbing the
little girl's miniature clit with the tip of my index finger.  A second
late her tiny body began shaking.  As her orgasm began in earnest, she let
go of the doll she had been holding, allowing it to drop onto her lap.  Her
feet slid out from under her...she was now fully and truly sitting on my
lap with my six-and-one-half inch adult cock buried to the hilt in her
miniature four-year-old pre-pubescent pussy.  The little girl's back
arched, while I watched in fascination as her tiny toes repeatedly clenched
and straightened.  An audible whimpering sound was coming from her slightly
open mouth as the tiny muscles in her little pussy began rippling harder
and faster around my adult prick.

   I wanted to enjoy the sensations of having my prick buried in her tiny
pussy while she was orgasming to last as long as possible, so I gritted my
teeth and thought about un-sexy things as long as I could.  For good, or
for bad, having my dick buried in the little girl's tiny pussy during her
orgasm was quickly bringing me to mine.

   When I felt my butt-cheeks tighten, I decided to just let it happen.  I
could feel my balls draw up under the little girl's tiny butt.  Then my cum
began surging up the little tube on the underside of my prick.  First one,
then another, and another: my hot, thick, sperm-laden, creamy, white adult
cum spewed out of the little hole on the end of my dick; erupting deep
inside the little girl's tiny pre-pubescent four-year-old chocolate pussy.

   Just as my cock was spewing its third big spurt of cum deep inside the
little girl's pussy, her orgasm quickly died down.  Her bare four-year-old
legs were out-straight on either side of mine.  She half collapsed half
slouched back into my chest; all the while I was still rubbing her
miniature lit with the tip of my right index finger.

   My adult cock continued to jerk and bulge as it shot spurt-after-spurt
of my hot, thick, sperm-laden white cum into the little girl's tiny hole.

   As my dick was spewing the sixth big spurt of my cum inside the little
girl's pussy, I noticed a figure approach the doorway of the hut: it was
the chief's widowed daughter.  The instant I saw her I figured I was "dead
meat," and yet my dick felt like it grew half-an-inch inside the little
girl's tiny hole.  The chief's widowed daughter smiled, then walked away. I
was stunned to say the least, that it until I glanced down to see the
little girl's doll laying on her lap: covering up our fun.

   My seventh spurt of cum into the little girl's tiny pre-pubescent pussy
may have been the biggest most forceful spurt I have ever had.  After that,
my orgasm slowed to a trickle.

   The little girl must have felt my prick begin to deflate in her pussy,
because a few seconds after my orgasm subsided, she moved her feet back to
either side of my thighs and slowly stood.  Her doll finally fell from her
lap.  With her feet still on either side of my thighs, the little girl bent
at the waist to pick up her doll off the dirt floor.  In doing so she gave
me a great look at her just cummed-in miniature four-year-old pre-pubescent
pussy.  Its lips were a bit swollen and slightly red, but thanks to her
dark skin-tone the redness would be barely visible to the casual observer.
There was a white streak of cum glistening between her im-mature little
pussy-lips.

   Gently placing a hand on her young back to prevent the little girl from
returning to a vertical position, I reached out with my other hand and ran
the tip of my index finger between the little girl's slightly swollen
pussy-lips, scooping up as much of the cum oozing out of it as I could.  I
quickly shoved my cum covered index finger into my mouth and sucked the cum
off of it.  Not only had I tasted my own cum before, I had eaten it out of
a few women's pussies; but this tasted different.  Once again I remembered
the smiling twelve-year-old boy who had left the hut before I had entered
it.  Instantly I knew that the cum I was consuming was a mixture of his and
mine.  Normally, I would have been disgusted by the very thought, and yet I
found myself vowing to do it again...

   Once I had gotten a significant amount of the cum out to f the little
girl's tiny pussy, I removed my other hand from her back; allowing her to
stand.  She turned around and gave me a funny look.  After I put my dick
back into my pants and re-secured my fly, I bent over and kissed the little
girl on the forehead, eliciting a smile from her...once again.