Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title : Diary of a Pre-teen Porn Queen Author : MeatBot Keywords : Pedo, Mg, bg Date : 20141019 Mail : meatbot777 at gmail dot com This story : HTML - http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?topic=22018.0 text - /files/Authors/MeatBot/DiaryOfAPreTeenPornQueen%20-%20P edo%20Mg%20bg.txt My other stories : HTML - http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=26255 text - /files/Authors/MeatBot/ Synopsis : The story of a young girl from a dysfunctional family who gets caught up in the internet porn industry. Disclaimer : Copyright by the author. Permission is granted to archive, repost, or publish in no-cost or low-cost archives, periodicals, anthologies of this type of material if unaltered and attributed to the author. This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 16 in real life. These are just words, people. Just words. If you have a problem with words see a competent shrink or an English teacher. This is all made-up shit. I hope none of it's true, even accidentally. Don't fuck around with kids, people. Just fantasize, like I do. --==+==- Suzy Bescomb was not a lucky little girl. She had the bad luck to be born into a dysfunctional family, if it could even be called that. If just one parent and no brothers or sisters could be called a family. It was just her, and her mom. That, and it was the late 90's. Internet porn was booming, with hardly any control on it. The anonymity of the internet insured that. People that knew what they were doing could remain almost anonymous, and post pictures and movies to their heart's content. A lot of porn was passed around during this time, and a lot of child porn. Kiddy porn. The stuff that everybody liked to look at, but nobody would admit to. That stuff. Poor little Suzy got caught up in the middle of that particular scene, and this is her story. Her mom was her biggest problem, starting out in life. Her mom is the reason she started, that she started out in porn. Her mom was a druggie. A crack-head. Actually, an anything head. Sure, she liked crack, which was a fairly new drug, about the time this story starts. She liked crack, and everything else. Anything that'd get her high, for a few minutes to a few days. Because of this little Suzy was almost feral, raising herself, basically. Her mom often couldn't even afford diapers, every penny she earned, borrowed or stole went for the stuff she snorted, ate, or injected. She just put newspapers down on the floor and let Suzy poop wherever, whenever. Suzy grew up eating anything that her mom could come up with. For that, for food, her mom usually begged, relying on people to feel sorry for her hungry little girl. Her mom was pretty good at appealing to people's generous side, she was a good beggar. And her mom looked the part, huge protruding veins, sores all over her body, and just that wild-eyed look that addicts have. People automatically felt sorry for the little girl she dragged around. Her mom was a mess. Poor Suzy. Her mom was ready and almost desperate to get Suzy out of the house when she finally became of age to go to school. So off Suzy went, the first day. And, amazingly, she did pretty good at school. She behaved, god only knows why, she'd never had any practice at behaving before. She was eager to learn, and learn she did. Her teachers were proud of her, though her dirty dresses and occasional lack of hygiene caused a few raised eyebrows. It was obvious to anyone who was around her that she was neglected. Some of the administrators tried, sending notes home with her, which just got thrown on the floor. Her mom was beyond all that by now. Her mom was in a perpetual fog by now, a pretty much perpetual high. Probably seventy percent high, and thirty percent rock-bottom low. She did anything she could get by now, heroin, speed, meth, crack, crank, even basic pot... you name it, it had been through her body at one time or another. Suzy thought nothing of coming home from school, her mom stretched out on the couch, unmoving and insensate. The little girl fixed her own dinner, did her homework, went to bed, and got herself up the next day and off to school. Like I said, poor Suzy. Suzy and her mom were at the park the day they met Tim. The day her life changed forever. Her mom had a plan, initially, of begging at the park, using Suzy as bait. But, when they got there, her mom was too zonked and forgot her plans and just sat on the park bench, a dazed look on her face. Suzy played by herself for a while, and then found another kid to play with. A boy. He pushed her on the swing, but when she turned around to say something to him, it was a man pushing her, instead. The boy was off to the side, watching them. "How are you, darlin'?" The man said. Suzy didn't know about strangers. No one had ever told her. Nobody was a stranger to her. She chattered away to the man, telling him all about her life, the good and the bad. The man was very interested in her. He nodded to the boy, and the boy ran off to play. Suzy was still being pushed in the swing as they talked. Finally the man began asking her some very specific questions. Stuff like, did she like to have her picture taken? Did she like to make money? Stuff like that. Suzy had no idea about the picture taking. She'd only had her picture taken a few times, like for school. And of course she liked to make money, who didn't. Suzy had some unrealistic ideas about money, like if her and her mom just had enough of it, her mom would be okay and not sleep all the time or be in a bad mood all the time, like she was more and more often. Anyway, poor little Suzy said, sure, I'd love to make money, and the man smiled. He had a plan, and he was looking for a little girl just like Suzy. He finally stopped swinging her, and they went and looked for her mom. Within a few minutes of meeting her the man could guess the whole story, and he knew that he'd hit pay dirt. And the kid was cute, too, he thought. Perfect. Just perfect. That night Suzy went home with her mom. Her mom now had a hundred dollars to spend on the drug of her choice. She bought Suzy a hamburger, at least, before leaving the little girl home alone and going off to a friend's house. When she came back in a few hours she just crashed onto the couch, where she spent the next few days. Suzy got up the next morning, and went to the park by herself. An hour later, the man and the boy showed up. "Suzy, darling." The man said. "Show me where you live. Take me to your mother." Suzy walked them the few short blocks to the house she stayed at with her mom. The man peeked in on her sleeping mother, and then told Suzy to gather up some clothes and underwear. "You're going to stay with us for a few days, Suzy." He said. She just nodded. She was used to doing what adults told her and nobody had told her yet that adults could be bad. She never suspected that, not yet, not at this age. When she returned to the living room, the man was just turning away from her mother, putting a hypodermic needle up. He smiled brightly at Suzy, and motioned for the boy to take her clothes. They left the house, and walked past the park, to the nice part of town. Soon they stood before a nice brick two-story home, the nicest Suzy had seen. Am I going to stay here? She asked herself, bemused. Sure enough, they went up to the door and the man unlocked it with a key. Suzy was surprised at that. Her mom never locked the door in the houses they'd lived in, there was nothing inside for anybody to steal. The house was as nice inside as out. The boy disappeared into the back, and Suzy sat in the nice living room with the man. "Suzy, you may call me Tim," the man said, and Suzy nodded. "Tomorrow I'm going to ask your mom if you can come live with us, with Alvin and me. I hope she says yes. Would you like that?" Actually, Suzy didn't care who she lived with. Suzy had no real feelings for her mother, her mother had never loved on her or hugged her or really anything that a normal mother would do. Suzy just didn't care. She liked this house, though, and she thought it would be fun to live here with this man and boy. She nodded and smiled and the man smiled back. "Good, I thought you would," he said. "Well, let's get started." --==+==- An hour later, Suzy found herself all dressed up and in front of a camera. She was wearing a little skirt, diaphanous, made of some kind of black cloth. Very thin, and see-through. She didn't care. She had on white panties. She didn't really care about that either. When she had changed into the dress and panties, the man had been surprised at her total lack of shyness, she had just dropped her pants and panties, as soon as he'd told her what he wanted. She looked cute in the dress, he thought. This was going to be a soft shoot, an intro for the girl, but he thought it'd sell well, in spite of that. She was so uninhibited he wondered if he could get that naughty expression on her face that he loved so well. He wondered if anything was naughty to the girl. He finally got his camera and guided her to the studio he had created in the back end of the house and got started. His camera was one of the new digitals, and it had cost him a fortune. He liked the idea of it, though, no painstaking developing, and no danger of somebody seeing the evidence of what he did. These pictures would exist only on his computer, on an encrypted drive. This was the future, he thought. Finally. To his amazement, he quickly realized the girl was a natural. She posed, playing to the camera, doing everything he asked of her, and doing it with style. She was a foxy little thing, barely six years old, but she had the body english and the mood of sexiness all down. And that naughty look of hers... he knew he was on dangerous ground here, he was almost falling in love with her himself. She was perfect for what he wanted, just perfect. He could hardly wait to get the clothes off her, to see how she acted. Just one slight detail to take care of, before that... She got kind of saucy on her own, lifting her skirt, and showing him her panties, giggling all the while. He clicked away, loving it. Oh, this is gonna be good, he thought. He was already making plans for tomorrow... when he got the "problem" out of the way. She posed and preened for the camera, giving him panty peeks and butts peeks, and he wished he'd put a thong on her. Later, he thought. He shot her for three hours, filling up all the memory cards he had. The boy wandered in and out a few times, and finally settled in front of a TV, whining about dinner. Finally Suzy's stomach began to growl. Tim took pity on the kids. "After dinner, darling, we'll take some with you and Alvin," he told her, and they all went to the kitchen. Tim was a good cook, Suzy thought, and he made them homemade hamburgers and french fries. She quickly realized she'd eat better here than at home, and on a regular schedule, too. She was seeing more and more advantages to living here. While the kids ate, Tim downloaded the pictures from his cards, freeing them up for more pictures. He dressed Alvin in a thong, and just to see what would happen, gave a thong to Suzy, in what he thought was maybe one size too small. She just looked at it, puzzled, and he laughed. "Let me help you get it on, darling," he said, and she nodded, and dropped the white panties to the floor. He stood behind her, and stared down at her beautiful little mons as she lifted her leg and put it through the thong. She put the other one in, and he pulled the thong up and into place, seating it on her pussy, and pulling the back string up into her buttcrack. He gently caressed her fabulous little ass for a moment, and then patted her on it. "It'll feel funny for a while, at first. But you'll get used to it," he said. She just smiled at him. It didn't seem to bother her. Good. The photo shoot with the boy went well. Alvin was well-endowed, for a pre-teen, and filled the pouch of his thong up nicely. Suzy quickly got comfortable with the boy, and let him kiss her, and soon her dress was pulled up, and Alvin's hands roamed her backside. She didn't seem to mind a bit, she just locked mouths with the boy, and let him squeeze her ass. Alvin had done this enough times before that he knew what Tim liked. He kept one eye on Tim for direction, and Tim motioned him to spread her little ass apart. He did, and Tim clicked picture after picture of her cute little asshole, just covered by a string. And her little pussy was almost in complete view, once again just hidden by a tiny string. This is good shit, Tim thought. This should bring in the green. Finally the kids got tired, and Tim let them stop. He thanked them both effusively, and gave them each a twenty dollar bill. Suzy tucked hers away, to give to her mom. That night they watched TV until very late, and finally the kids were just zonked out. Tim put Suzy to bed in Alvin's room, in a spare bed, and stayed up even later, uploading pictures to his website, hosted in Russia. --==+==- The next day, they walked back to Suzy's house, the house Suzy and her mom were squatting in. Suzy gathered up the rest of her clothes, while Tim gave her sleeping mom another injection. This would be the last one from him, and the last one she'd ever get. There was enough heroin in it to kill a horse, much less a seventy-pound druggie. Suzy's mom never woke up. That night they got in Tim's car, and drove downtown to a random pay phone. Tim got out, and made a quick anonymous call, and they went back home. By the time the EMT's got to Suzy's mom, she was cold. Now Suzy belonged to Tim. He had looked through her mom's room for a birth certificate, but he didn't find anything, which didn't surprise him. He had a good lawyer, both a lawyer and a client of his, who occasionally ordered custom material. This guy could make it all legal, he knew. He had no real worries. He'd take Suzy back in a week, and show her that her mom was gone, and tell her that she would be staying with him from now on. He didn't think it would bother her much, she didn't seem too attached to her mom. And how the hell could she be, anyway? He felt some anticipation for the evening ahead. How would she react to being naked? He actually didn't think it would bother her much. She already seemed like a little show-off, to him. Like he'd thought earlier, she was a natural. That night, he got her ready by talking to her for a while. He asked her if she'd like to take pictures again, and she said sure! He told her he just wanted her to wear the thong, and she shrugged. She didn't seem to care. He told her he'd give her forty dollars this time, and her eyes lit up. She'd never had much money before, but she knew the value of it. They finally went back to the studio. He got the thong, the one she'd worn the night before. Before he gave it to her he pressed it to his nose, and breathed deeply. She had the most wonderful pussy smell he'd ever smelled on a girl, big or small. He could have almost died happy, at that moment. She looked at him askance, and then giggled. She knew he was just being silly. He finally gave the thong to her, and she pulled her jeans and panties off, and successfully got the thong on herself this time. He was clicking away the whole time, these were for his private collection. She finally pulled her shirt over her head and stood there, waiting for him to tell her what to do. He took her hand, and brought her over to a small bed, a bed without sheets or blankets on it. He lay her on the mattress, and spread her legs, easily seeing her little pussy flaps protruding beneath the thong. She lay there, smiling, while he took a few dozen pics, and then he began directing her. She took direction like a pro, smiling the whole time, moving and freezing to allow the pic, and then moving again. He was amazed at how she seemed like she'd done it her whole life. He did it for two hours, until all his cards were full. He stopped and let her rest while he dumped the pics into his computer, and then seated himself on the floor beside her. "Suzy. Darling," he said. She gazed at him, curiously. "Yes?" she finally said. "This next part is going to be special. I'm going to ask you to do something, just for me." "Okay," she said. He halfway thought she was saying okay even before she knew what he was going to ask of her. "I'm going to ask you to take that thong off, and be naked," he said. She just stared at him for a moment or two. "Mr. Tim," she finally said. "Will it make my mom mad?" "I don't think so, Suzy. Haven't you ever seen your mom naked before?" "Well... yes..." she said, seemingly puzzled. "It's just the same as that," he said. She nodded. Good, he thought. She seems to accept it. When he finally stood and got his camera, she looked at him. "Now?" she asked. He shook his head. "Let's start taking pictures, and then you can lay on the bed and slide them off. Okay?" he said. She nodded again. And that's just what she did. She lay, stretched out on the bed, and slowly, almost sensuously she slid the thong down her legs. He zoomed in, concentrating on her beautiful little cunt, and after a while she was playing it to the camera, spreading her legs wide, and finally even reaching down to spread her pussy apart with her hands. He was in heaven, and he had an erection, even. She was the sexiest thing he'd seen in a long time, long smooth legs, smooth beautiful dark skin, and long waist-length black hair. She actually had a figure, something surprising for a pre-teen. Her waist was small and slim, and her little butt was plump, maybe just a little big for her size, but it made her perfect to him. Her chest was flat, of course, she was just six years old. Tits wouldn't happen for another five or six years. He got her to get up on her hands and knees, and he concentrated on her ass. Her beautiful, beautiful ass. He just almost couldn't stand it. Finally, she was laying on her chest, her head to the side, while she spread her fantastic ass apart with her hands. Her asshole was beyond beautiful, just fabulous, he thought. God, he thought. I have to taste that. I have to taste that, now. He laid the camera down carefully, and reached down, unzipping his pants. He pulled his dick and balls out, and dropped to his knees, directly behind her. "Suzy, darling," he said. "I'm going to touch you, on your bottom. Just lay still, it won't hurt. You'll barely feel it. It might even feel good." She made a grunt of assent, and he slowly brought his face closer and closer to the fantastic asshole. He knew she hadn't bathed in two days, she'd been with him two days now, and he hadn't given her a bath. He knew she'd smell fantastic. He could smell her before he got close. Oh, he thought, that is definitely ass. He just stopped, an inch from her, and drew her scent in through his nostrils. There's just something about ass, he thought. Sweet but strong, tasty and spicy, there's just something about ass. He finally reached his tongue out, and touched her asshole with it. She jumped a little, when he touched her, probably because of where he'd touched her. He began to lick, savoring the moment, savoring her taste and smell. Strong, sharp and bitter, with a hint of shit. Nothing like it. Nothing should taste so bad, yet tasted so good. He was in heaven. He had no idea how much time had passed. He licked all around her asshole, down to her perineum, and even on down to her pussy. Her pussy tasted lighter than her ass, but it was still pretty spicy. He almost didn't want to give her a bath, he wanted to taste her again, the next day, too. He didn't think it would ever be so bad he couldn't stand it. No matter what, it was still pussy and ass. A beautiful little girl's pussy and ass. When he came, he was surprised. He'd been stroking himself, keeping far enough back from it that he thought he was safe, but suddenly his cock began jerking and clenching and he shot a giant squirt of sperm out onto the floor. He just went with it, stroking hard, feeling the relief of it. He finally pulled his face off her ass, and wiped his dick on it, wiping his sperm on her, making her his own. Marking her. He stood, putting his dick away, and told her that was enough for the evening. He gave her the forty dollars he'd promised her, and she thanked him, and ran off to her room, laughing, still stark naked. She came back a minute later and dressed herself, and went looking for Alvin. He began editing, cropping and rotating. This was gonna be good, he thought. This will bring in the cash. Half his take went to his hosts, but he should still rake it in, from these pictures. And, he'd only just begun what he had planned for her. He knew by now that she was going to make him a rich man. --==+==- He never followed through with his plan to show her that her mom was gone. She just didn't seem to care. That quick, she seemed to forget her mom ever existed. She seemed happy with him and Alvin. She was his, now. He contacted his lawyer, and gave him the details, and her whole name. Maybe the man could come up with a birth certificate. He had no idea where she was even born, for that matter. The pictures were very well received. Traffic at the site went through the roof, and it was all traffic of her. He watched usenet, knowing it was useless to fight against people passing her pictures around for free, but he usually followed up postings with a message giving his website so maybe he could generate some more paying traffic. That, and he began including the website named on the individual pictures, which was a pain to do but he figured it might generate traffic also when the pics got passed around. His Russian hosting company got more and more excited, and wanted more pictures of her. He didn't want to overdo her, he wanted this to last for years, not just weeks. He gave her a week off, before the next shoot. He spent a lot of time thinking about the next shoot, about how far to go with her. He thought she was too young for penetration, even Alvin's small diameter seemed too big for a six year old. Maybe he'd do her finger, or his. He'd see. --==+==- That Friday night, he got her prepared, again, talking to her about it. "Suzy. You did so good last time, we're going to do more with you naked. Is that okay?" She shrugged. She didn't seem to care. She was eating ice cream, and she was way more interested in that than what he was saying. "Suzy. Did you and your mom have a special name for you... down there? You know, your girl parts?" She looked at him, grinning. "No, Mr. Tim. Not special, I guess. She called hers her pussy. Mine she never said anything about." "Well," he said. "that's what we'll call it. Your pussy. There's another name, for when you're older." "You mean cunt?" she said, and he laughed involuntarily. "Yes, dear. Cunt. Most people consider that a bad word, though." "My mom said it, too. Once she said her boyfriend made her cunt hurt." "Yes, dear, that happens sometimes." he said. He felt kind of like he'd lost control of the conversation. He gave it a few moments of silence, while she worked on her ice cream. "Anyway, Suzy, if you're willing, I'd like to try something tonight. I'd like to stick my finger in your... pussy." "Your finger?" she said, puzzled. "I thought guys put their weenies in there." Good lord, he thought. She's way ahead of me. "Well, maybe when you're older, we'll try that." he finally said. "But for now, I think we'd better stick with just my finger." She shrugged her characteristic shrug. She didn't care, he realized. He realized that, the pain notwithstanding, he was probably completely free to put his cock in her. Tim wasn't a giant, he knew, his cock was probably about average, or a tiny ways below. He felt like his cock was almost made for fucking little girls. He'd fucked little girls before, he wanted to fuck this one, and he knew he eventually would. Alvin was already as long as he was, and Alvin was just starting to grow. "I saw my mom and her boyfriend once." she said, expounding. "He put his weenie in her and I think it hurt her. She screamed and wiggled around and stuff. I don't know if I wanna do that." "Well, Suzy, what you actually saw was your mom feeling so good that her body had a hard time expressing it." "Good?" she said, puzzled. "Yes, sex feels very very good. I'll show you, sometime, you might be able to feel it. I've known girls your age who could, who could have an orgasm." "I dunno." she said, finishing her ice cream. "Well, darling, shall we?" he said. --==+==- The photo shoot started with her characteristic nude body, on the little bed. He zoomed in on her pussy, taking a few hundred shots as she spread and rubbed herself, and then he got her to turn over and stick her little ass in the air. After a hundred pictures everything stopped while he sniffed and tasted her. She'd taken a bath night before last, but she had two day's worth of scent on her, and she smelled wonderful. She tasted even better. He forgot all about the photo shoot for a while, and she giggled and wiggled around as he licked and rubbed her. He curled his tongue into a circle, and drove it into her asshole, feeling her sphincter muscles as he plunged into her body. After a while he tickled and stroked her, as she lay on her chest, and finally her sphincter opened up, and her asshole gapped open. He could see the red flesh inside her, and he caught a whiff of the strong smell of her colon. He tried to see down inside her, to see if her could see a turd peeking up at him, but he couldn't see deep enough. He finally cautioned her what he was about to do, and then gently placed his lips around her anus, and blew into her. Her asshole had puckered up at his touch, but he was able to blow air into it. After about three breaths, he pulled away, and squeezed her stomach, and she farted loud and long, giggling. He did that five or six more times, because she thought it was funny. Finally he rubbed and licked her ass again, until she gapped open again, and he got the camera, and took pictures. He leaned down and slurped her ass one last time. He finally felt like she was ready. He turned her over, and coated his middle finger with vaseline. She watched him, it seemed, without fear or trepidation, although, he thought, surely she realizes what I'm about to do. He wondered if he'd have to break her maidenhead. He didn't really want to, not yet. He hoped his finger would go in her without it. His camera was difficult to handle, with just one hand. On a thought, he put it down, and pulled his dick and balls out. She watched him with interest, she'd been on her stomach the other day, and she hadn't realized what he'd done. This time she could see it clearly, and it seemed to interest her. He knew, at least, that it wasn't the first she'd seen, if she'd seen her mom fuck boyfriends. He took a few pictures of his hand approaching her pussy, and even got the head of his dick in a few shots. Finally his middle finger was poised at the mouth of her delectable cunt, ready for entrance. "Darling, hold on. Tell me if it hurts, okay?" he said, and slowly began pushing in. He felt her twitch a few times. He felt pressure all around his finger, and he knew her pussy was pretty tight. It never seemed to hurt her, at least, although there was a lot of resistance. Finally his knuckles were against her pussy lips, and he knew he was in as far as he could go. She had a funny look on her face, but she hadn't cried out or anything. He slowly, gently began pumping in and out, clicking away. She just lay there, tolerating him, and he wondered how it felt to her. She didn't really act like it felt good or anything, she seemed kind of blase about the whole thing. He finally drew his finger out, feeling like he had enough shots. He rubbed her little pussy for a while, and he did get a reaction then, as he rubbed her little clit. She gave a little groan, and he could see her relaxing, settling in. He rubbed it some more. "Does that feel good, darling?" he asked, and she nodded, grinning broadly. Sure it did, he thought. Sure it did. He gave her another few minutes, and finally put the camera down. He had a thought, though, and lifted it, and set it on the bedstand, holding it with one hand. He clicked a few pictures of himself, his face approaching her cunt, and his tongue touching her. These were for himself, not distribution. He wanted to remember moments like these. He knew she wouldn't stay young forever. He finally set the camera down, and licked her pussy proper. She tasted fabulous, as she always did. He loved the taste of pussy, and he especially loved the taste of hers. It was strong, and unmistakeable. It was pussy. He licked in the crease of her legs, tasting sweat and salt, and then down her perineum to her anus, tasting that hint of shit that assholes never seemed to lose. His hand was on his cock, barely squeezing, and he knew all he'd have to do was give it a jerk or two, and he'd come. He was that close. The smells and tastes coursing through his brain had turned him on that much. The camera was forgotten, now. This was just for him. He could have been licking her for hours, he didn't know. He didn't want to stop, but she finally started making motions and gestures, and he figured she was bored. He stopped his exploration of her inner thighs, and concentrated on her wonderful little clit. He wanted her to cum. He wanted to give her that, and to show her that. He wanted her to know the point of sex, at the tender age of six. He hoped she could cum. He'd known other six-year-olds that had managed to cum. He'd even made a few cum, before. He hoped this one could. She was twitching and jerking beneath him, now. He didn't figure she was bored any longer. He concentrated his efforts on her clit, pounding it with his tongue, whipping it unmercifully. After what seemed like five minutes of intense attention to it, he suddenly felt goosebumps flash down the insides of her thighs. Her hips began to raise as her leg muscles contracted, and her back curved. Finally just her legs and the back of her head were supporting her trembling body. He felt good, he felt like he was giving her something special. She was definitely feeling it now, he thought. Finally she gave a convulsive moan, and collapsed on the bed. Her body seemed as limp as a rag, now. He knew it was over for her. He felt like it had happened, though. "Darling. Did that feel good?" he said, laughing down at her. She sighed and yawned, and looked up at him, smiling. "Yeah. It felt really good." "Want me to do that again sometime?" "Yeah. Please." she said, still smiling. --==+==- That became a nightly ritual for them, photos or no photos. Every night, at bedtime, he bowed before her, and licked her pussy until she came. He liked it as much as she did, maybe better. He realized, about this time, that something he'd always feared had happened. Like the song said, he had fooled around and fell in love. He loved the little girl desperately. He loved the smell of her and the taste of her and feeling of her soft body against him. Her hair and her eyes, and that ass... he loved all of her. He loved her more than he remembered loving anything, any of his girls in the past. When he was young, it was different. He used them and threw them away. But now... this one. This one was different. This one mattered. That she belonged to him totally was a small consolation, at least. The thing he hated was to think of her growing up. Would she still love him? Would she still let him love on her? Would she just think he was an old pervert? Hardly any of his pre-teen girlfriends of the past had turned out well. He'd barely escaped exposure and jail time more than once. He knew what society thought of what he was, and what he did. But, he couldn't help it. It was just the way he was made. He'd spent a lot of time on this subject, thinking it over, reading and researching. --==+==- One night, during this period, she somehow ended up in his bed, and every night after that, that's where she headed, come bedtime. She started back to school about this time, too, and he spent the evening helping her with homework, both her and Alvin, and just sitting on the couch and watching TV with her. She was clever and quick, and just a joy to be around. He hated the thought of growing old because it would take her away from him. --==+==- Finally, after a few more months of solo pictures, he began to bring both himself and Alvin into the scenes. He now applied make-up to Suzy, and Alvin, when he used him, and he was very careful not to let out any pictures with his own face in them. He began a series of photos with his dick featured, first rubbing it up and down her slit, until he sprayed cum all over her cunt. He got it further and further inside her, until it just seemed to go no further, and he figured he was up against her hymen. He did the same with her ass, tickling and rubbing and relaxing her, and pushing the cap of his dick a little ways in her. He could tell when she was getting uncomfortable, and he didn't want to hurt her. He loved to coat her ass with cum, and some of his most popular pictures were of her ass high in the air, with his semen trickling down her perineum and streaking down her pussy. Alvin's cock was longer than his by now, although it was a little thinner. When Suzy hit seven, he thought seriously about her deflowerment and he wanted to do her himself although it would be easier to photograph if he let Alvin do it. He loved her so much by now that he thought he just had to have her himself, though. He knew seven was early, but he knew a seven year old could be fucked, and he'd fucked a few before. Finally, a few months past her seventh birthday, he prepared for the big event. He tried to get her ready by telling her all about it, and he tried to be honest with her and tell her that there might be some pain and some blood. He hoped that she could cum, at least, he hoped that there would be a pay-off of some sort for her, for the trouble she'd go through. --==+==- Finally, one night in March, he felt like he just couldn't put it off any further. He made sure his cards were empty. He had even bought a few more, for this kind of thing. He went and got her, she had been watching TV with Alvin. He offered Alvin a fifty if he'd man the camera. He'd been giving Alvin camera lessons lately, once again for just this occasion. The only thing that Alvin wasn't good at was keeping his face out of the pictures. Oh well, he could pick those out later. They all assembled in the studio. He told Suzy to keep her clothes on. He planned on undressing her himself. Alvin got situated with the camera, and the shoot began. Tim slowly undressed Suzy on the little bed, and finally pulled his cock and balls out of his pants. He licked her for a long time, not caring that Alvin was shooting his face. These were for him, only. Suzy came several times, and finally he began rubbing her little cunt with the head of his dick. She came again, and again. Damn, he thought, she's good at that. At cumming. She almost seemed exhausted. She lay, her arms off the sides of the bed, her eyes closed, gasping for air. He reached down beside the bed, and took the vaseline in his hand. He carefully and lovingly plastered her little cunt with it, and put some on the head of his dick. He gave Alvin a few last-minute instructions. His dick was hard, very hard. It knew what was coming up. He finally put the cap of his dick in between her beautiful little cunt lips, and rubbed it around a while. She twitched and gasped beneath him. He began to slowly push into her body. She was tight, gods she was tight. He knew that already, from pushing slightly into her body in the past. He knew she would feel good. And good she did feel. Jeezus, he thought, let me do this every day for the rest of my life. His dick was almost beyond hard, he was so turned on. The camera clicked and the flashes flashed. He paid them no mind. He was in his own little world. His dick sank deeper and deeper inside her, in spite of her tightness. She gasped, and her eyes opened wide. He figured that was the instant her cherry popped. He watched, helplessly, as tears began to run down her cheeks. He hugged her to his body, and murmured to her. He almost pulled out, he felt so bad at causing her pain. But he knew it wouldn't hurt this bad any more, if she could just stand it for a few more moments. She did real good. He knew it hurt, it stung. She squeezed a few more tears out and finally he felt her groin contact his. He knew he was all the way in her. God, she felt good. He didn't think anything could squeeze him tighter. Any tighter and it would hurt, he knew that. But, god, she felt good. He just let it sit for a few moments, drinking it in, drinking her in. Her little body felt so sexy, beneath his. He stopped for a moment and directed Alvin down, to shoot up and in between their legs. He finally gave her a tentative pump, and felt her pussy slide against the head of his dick. He almost came, and fought for control. He pumped her again, and again. She hiccuped, and gasped, and sobbed a little. After a while, they had a definite rhythm going. He almost felt like she was enjoying herself. He hoped she was. He pulled away from her, to the side slightly, so Alvin could take some pics of his dick entering her from the side. He slowly, gently pumped her, realizing her moans of pain now sounded pretty pleasurable. His dick just seemed to get harder and harder. He finally forgot about the camera; he had enough of this by now. He just concentrated on fucking her. She fucked beautifully, she was moving against him now, and moaning with pleasure. He knew the sounds of pleasure, and what she was feeling now was pleasure. He wanted her to cum even worse than he wanted himself to cum. Well, he knew he was going to cum no matter what. He just wanted her to. He had no idea how long they had gone on. He noticed at one point that Alvin had left the room and returned. Bathroom break, probably. He just pumped away at her. His hands were buried in her little ass by now, and he rolled her over on top, and slid her body forward and back on his sweaty stomach. Alvin clicked a few more pictures, but Tim was sure he was probably getting tired of this. He felt like he could go on all night, though. Finally, as he felt goosebumps on her thighs, he instructed Alvin to shoot her face primarily. He wanted to get a series of her face as she came, and he wasn't disappointed. He felt her slowly explode beneath him, and she came. She came good, for a kid. She trembled and shivered and hiccuped, the works. He knew she had a good one. He finally let himself cum, surprised he'd been able to hold it all this time. He came so hard it almost hurt. He pumped what felt like gallons of semen into her little body, finally sending it spraying and oozing out as he slowed his pace down, finally stopping. He finally backed off a little again, letting Alvin in for more pictures. He pulled his dick out of the little girl with an almost audible pop, and relaxed, exhausted. He finally looked down to see her red little pussy, still gapped open a bit from his invasion. He loved her more than ever at that moment, that she would let him do this, that she'd give this to him. She was truly an angel. He thanked her, and she smiled weakly at him. He finally just picked her up in his arms and held her against his body, loving her. He nodded to Alvin, until the boy figured it out and left them alone. There were enough pictures, for now. All he wanted to do now was hold her, for a while. --==+==- After he'd tucked her into his bed, and sat with her until she nodded off, he went back to the studio. With some trepidation he ran the pics off onto his computer. What he'd felt with her was so strong, so beautiful he wasn't sure if he was ready to share. For some reason her deflowerment had affected him powerfully. His love for her had seemed to grow exponentially. He was starting to grow possessive of her, to feel like he didn't want to share their times together. He gave himself a stern lecture, and turned to the screen. The pictures were powerful, he had to admit that. He tried to look at them objectively, as if he wasn't the person in them. And, with that in mind, he carefully weeded out the ones with his face in them, sequestering them in his private files. Alvin had done a fairly good job, the camera was even straight and level for most of the pics. Her little face had the sweetest and most precious look on it when she had come. Her eyes were closed in most of them, but she still had the most expressive looks, he thought, as she had her first real orgasm. Her first "being fucked" orgasm. He was proud of her. He knew that he was going to get even richer, off this. If he could bring himself to share it. In the end he did, finally paring the photo set down to a hundred, and mailing it off to his hosting site. He went to his room, stripped, and squeezed in beside the girl he loved. He took her little body in his arms, and hugged her tight. He loved her, god, he loved her. He'd worry about everything else tomorrow. Tonight, he just loved her. --==+==- IF YOU LIKED THIS STORY, LEAVE ME A COMMENT. HELL, LEAVE ME A COMMENT EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T LIKE IT. THANKS FOR READING. http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=26255