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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: The Little Pickpocket
Summary: ?A seven year old pickpockets picks the wrong mark, or does
she?
Keywords: Warning!!!  Mg, ped, interr, ws, scat, bgWM
Discalimer:

   Imagine stepping into an adult book store.  It smells like a mix of
cheap men's cologne and dark desires.  You go into a booth and see a
selection of animated movies.  Not the real thing, no real actors.  Anime,
it is.  Hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assauged.  No one gets fucked up
physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it.  And love
counts.This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted.

   It is obviously fantasy and has no correlation with the real world and
the characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take
part in any of the acts described, except for that act of fantasy itself,
which I feel is oft-times much healthier and worlds safer than the actual
risk taking behavior.

   It is with these parameters I present:

   The Little Pick Pocket ---------------------

   The skinny seven year old black girl in a tattered schoolgirl uniform
and carrying a little girl's pink handbag and a ratty bouquet of flowers
scanned the train platform to target the most likely candidate for plying
her trade.  Suddenly, she saw him.  A suit and tie, somewhere in his late
thirties or early forties, a laptop bag hanging from his shoulder and a
briefcase in his hand.  Family man, probably.  Here on business and in a
hurry.  The perfect mark, or so she had been taught.

   "Gotcha!" she whispered as she began working her way towards him,
careful to avoid offering the flowers to anyone who might actually buy one.
She was on a mission, and if it worked out, she could go home and chill out
in front of the tube the rest of the day instead of running her scam all
day long.

   "Flowers?" she called as she winnowed her way towards the platform and
the taxi stand beyond it.  ?"Flowers for sale."

   Finally she was next to him.  She looked up to him with her most
innocent and pitiful look, big brown eyes shining sweetly and holding out
the flowers in one hand.  ?"Flowers, sir?  Flowers for your wife?"

   The man looked down at the girl and he smiled warmly.

   "Sorry sweetheart," he said.  "No wife and no prospects.  I'm just here
on business."

   Pretending to stumble into him, she squealed to distract him, and he
reached down to help keep her from falling.  At the same time she leaned
against him, she quickly slipped her slender fingers into his front pocket
where she had seen the bulge of his wallet and snaked out the thick leather
package.  She did it so smoothly she was sure he wouldn't notice he'd been
robbed until it was too late.

   "Sorry," she said as she backed away into the crowd.  ?Laughing, she
turned and began worming her way deeper and deeper through the pedestrian
traffic and away from her crime.  ?Lickety split, she thought to herself
and felt her excitement surge.  ?again, she had done it, in and out,
lickety split.  This is how she had been taught by her Aunt Willa's
boyfriend, Shade, and in the six months he'd had her on the street, she had
yet to get caught.  ?Finally, feeling safe and uncatchable, she turned and
looked, but was shocked to see the man still standing up on the train
platform, and looking right into her eyes.  Even more shocking, he was
smiling at her, like it was all a big joke.

   Not thinking, she turned and dashed away, into and out of the crowd,
across the street, past the milling dowentown pedstrian traffic and into
and through a McDonalds she knew, then out a side door and again across the
street, out of the pedestrian traffic and into an alley.  ?

   She stopped then, catching her breath and laughing nervously to herself.
This was weird and funny.  She would have to tell her Aunty about it.  ?But
now, seeing no one following and sure she had escaped, she plopped down on
the ground and opened the wallet.

   She was shocked and surprised ot find a huge wad of bills.  More than
she had ever seen in her life.  There were a bunch of hundreds, fifty's,
several twentys, a few tens a couple of fives and about eight one dollar
bills.  She was amazed.  Why would anyone be carrying this much money
around.

   "This motherfucker must be rich," she murmurred to herself as she began
counting the booty.

   But then she heard something that made her heart stop, "Yes, lots of
people would call me rich, I guess."

   The seven year old pick-pocket looked up from her prize to see the man
she'd stolen the wallet from standing at the mouth of the alley.  In the
blink of am eye she jerked up and made a dash to the deep end of the blind
alley where she had taken refuge.  She backed into the shadows as the man
slowly walked towards her, holding the wallet in front of her like a
shield.

   When he was about two paces away he stopped and smiled.

   "I think I've caught yo yo you, young lady.  Give me the wallet."

   The little girl threw the wallet at his feet and tried to dash around
him, but he was obviously as interested in her as recovering his money
bacause he grabbed her and let his wallet lay in the dust.  The man hooked
his arm around her slender waist and lifted her off her feet.  then he
clutched her to his side as he bent down and got his wallet.  He stuffed
the billfold back into his pocket, then quickly stood up and hitched her up
in front of him so that she instictively wrapped her legs around his waist.
He took this opportunity to clasp his big hands under her little ass and
press her close so her crotch rubbed against his stomach.

   "Let me go!" she demanded, but the man laughed.  Not a mean laugh.  more
like this was all a big joke for him.

   "No.  not until we have a little talk.  I have to decide whether to take
you home or to the police."

   The girl's heart froze.  Which was worse, getting beat or going to an
orphanage?  this lose/lose proposition took the heart out of her.  She
stopped struggling and went limp in the big man's arms.  Then she saw the
light of surprise surface on this strange man's face.  "Hmm," he mused.

   The girl felt a chilling facination thrill through her when she looked
into the man's eyes.  They sparkled with intensity; cold, deep and blue,
but heated at the same time, as if a deep abiding passion lay ther.  ?It
was then that she noticed her hairless little pussy rubbing up against his
stomach and his warm hands tightly massaging her plump little buttcheeks,
as if he were testing her for ripeness.  A stray unvoiced thought worked
its way through her panic.  "What the fuck is going on here?" but she
thought it best to keep it to herself.

   Instead she pleaded, "Let me go."

   "I don't think so," said the man as he rubbed her crotch up and down
against his stomach, then he smiled again at her, "but i will take you out
to breakfast."

   Another surprise.  the girl almost forgot to be scared.

   "Have you had breakfast yet?" asked the strange man.

   She shook her head no.  she hadn't had breakfast for six months, ever
since she'd gone to live with her Auntie Willa.  No time for it with this
scam.  She hadn't even thought of it for a long time.  Now, she suddenly
had a longing for it.

   "Good," said the man.  "I hope you like hotel food."

   Then, still clasping her to him, the man said, "Now listen.  I intend to
be reasonable, but if you try to make trouble or run away, that's it. 
We're off to the police station."

   Funny, the threat lost much of its potency because at the same time the
man said it, he slid his fingers under the elastic legband of her underwear
and spread open her butt-cheeks to tickle the tiny nasty little treasure
that hid between them.  She felt him alternate the tickling with slowly
kneading of the tender muscles of her ass.  It felt strange, but good. 
Cool air touched her asshole and something about it made her feel funny and
hot.

   "Is it a deal?" he asked, obviously meaning much more than the simple
sentence's words conveyed.  Also, now that the pretty little black girl was
getting into this new game, she was starting to enjoy something.  She felt
an odd power that she somehow had over this man, something she didn't
really understand on a conscious level, but felt on a primal plane.  And as
this is the plane she based her survival on, she paid attention to it. 
Somehow, even though this strange man had physical contol of the situation,
he was handing over a whole different world of power to her.  She didn't
know what it would cost her, probably her pussy at the very least, but that
only seemed to make the whole other-worldly experience that much more
enticing.

   So, whether she understood what was going on or not.  she nodded yes,
said nothing and wrapped her legs more tightly around the stranger.  Then
the stranger surprised her again.  he kissed her.  a warm sweet lingering
kiss on her lips.  ?She felt his warm soft lips and involuntarily kissed
him back.

   "Now that was sweet," he murmurred.

   For a moment, she thought this strange man might set her down, and if he
had she probably would have made a dash for it.  Instead, he lifted her up
even higher and shifted her back around onto his hip and headed out of the
alley.

   "My bag!" she cried.

   "Forget the bag," said the man.  "I don't think you're going to need it
any more."

   The way he said that seemed to carry a promise with it.  What that
promise might be both frightened and excited her.

   out of the alley, the man quickly hailed a cab.

   "The Hilton," he said to the driver, and settled the girl in beside him.

   The driver was a talker.  ?He started a ?running conversation that
lasted all the way to the hotel.

   "Staying at the Hilton, eh?  You here for a convention?"

   "No," answered the strange man, but I am here on business.  There's some
real estate I want to purchase and a new Recreation Center for
underprivileged kids I need to set up."

   "Oh?" said the cabby.  ?"You one of them wealthy philantrapists I've
heard about?"

   "Kind of," said the man, "but my organisation never makes the papers.  I
keep everything low-key and the only ones who know about it are the Social
Services Department and the kids we recruit."

   "Ah, like this little beauty here?"

   "Exactly.  ?Chelsea here is an orphan, but has displayed enormous
potential for growth.  With proper tutoring and guidance, I think the next
time you see her she will either be an actress, a model or a scientist."

   "Really?" muttered the cabby, looking at the little ragamuffin in a new
light.

   The girl, who was definitiely not named Chelsea, was amazed at this
prospect as well.  If this guy was telling the truth, he could do her pussy
and she wouldn't give a fuck.  She was just hoping he was telling the
truth.

   "Yes," went on this strange man.  ?"In fact, we're on the way to meet
the counsel for my organisation to interview her right now.  If everything
goes well, she'll be in her new dorm tomorrow morning and beggining
studies."

   "Wow," said the cabbie.  "Any way I could get my kids in this program?"

   The man laughed.  ?"I hope not.  These kids come from abused
relationships and are usually emotionally stunted.  The need a wide range
of counseling to go with their studies.  ?in, they pretty much have a
guaranteed path to succcess, but they usually never fully replace the loss
of innocence and the emotional void left by the loss of family."

   The cabby frowned.

   "You mean this little girl was..."

   "I'm afraid so," said the man.  Then he sqeezed the girl tightly to him.
"But that's all over now, if she's willing to join our program.  We do
nothing without the student's explicit agreement.  ?That's very important
if we want to re-empower the kids."

   "You mean they get to do whatever they want?"

   "Hardly," said the man.  ?"They get structure and discipline.  But the
focus is always on teaching the kids to take responsibility for themselves
and reaching their full potential."

   The cabbie turned skeptical.  ?"I don't know.  These street kids don't
take to that kind of environment too well, I don't think.  They're used to
a wilder life, y'know.  More amoral, I think is the word."

   "The man nodded.  ?Sometimes that's true, but every case is different.
?We'll just have to see about Chelsea, but I honestly believe that she can
be one of the brightest stars ever to go through our program." ?He paused a
beat, then added.  ?"If she's willing."

   The girl piped up suddenly.  ?"I'm willing."

   The man ?and the cabbie laughed.  ??

   They pulled into the semi-circle of the Hilton.  The man paid the
driver, adding a generous tip, and ushered the little girl into the hotel.
?

   The doorman greeted them warmly, ?"Good morning, Mr.  Lewis.  Good to
have you back."

   "Good to be back, Charles." said the man, catching the doorman's name
from his name tag.

   He was now holding the girl's hand and led her over to reception.  She
was so amazed, she didn't even think of running away.  The lady behind the
counter was all smiles for Mr.  Lewis and quickly provided him with a key.
?"Your suite, Mr.  Lewis, with a lovely appointed bedroom for your
companion as well."

   "Great," said the man.  "Also, I would like to arrange for my ward to
have run of the hotel during our stay.  She can sign for anything she
needs."

   "No problem." said the lady, and pulled out a card for the girl.  "Just
sign here," she told the girl.  The girl signed the card Lacrise Morris. 
And that was how the man learned her name.  ?"And now your authorisation,
Mr Lewis," added the woman.  ?The man quickly signed his name, Gordon
Lewis, and that is how Lacrise learned his name, mouthing it as he wrote
it. ?She looked at the card in wonder.  ?It was a magical pass, giving
Lacrise a level of privelege she never dreamed possible.

   The man then told the receptionist, ?"Would you mind informing all
concerned that I will need a conference room at 11 this morning.  ?It will
be for 5 people and we will need it for about two hours.  We'll also need a
set of 6 chairs outside the room as a sort of waiting area.  It would be
nice to have it set up with a table with pastries and soft drinks."

   "No problem," said the receptionist, ?"That will be room for on the 21st
floor at the business center.  ?And will you need a sitter for Lacrise
during that time?"

   "Not at all," answered Mr.  Lewis.  "Lacrise will be attending the
meeting."

   "Ohhhh?" smiled the woman.  ?"Anything else, Mr Lewis?"

   "No.  We'll ring room service for breakfast as soon as we get settled
in."

   "Wonderful," said the lady.  "Do you need someone to show you to your
suite?"

   "Not necessary, I know my way." said Mr.  Lewis.  "Come Lacrise.  Let me
show you to your room."

   Lacrise was in shock through this conversation.  An hour ago she was a
criminal, ducking the law and stealing wallets and purses.  30 minutes ago
she was sure she was going to either be beaten, sent to jail or raped.  Now
she was in the lap of luxury and being told she could have anything she
wanted by a total stranger with a hard-on for her.  It was weird and
wonderful.

   As they walked to the elevator, Gordon Lewis asked her, "What do you
think?"

   "It's cool," said the girl, then looked at his big manicured white hand
holding her slender brown-skinned one.  She looked up at him quizzically.
"You gonna rape me, Gordon?" she asked boldly.

   Gordon looked down into her big brown eyes.  His hard-on lurched.

   "Why?  you want me to?" he said softly.

   "I don't know," answered the little girl softly, but honestly.

   "No," smiled Gordon.  "We might fool around some if you're willing to,
but I promise I'll never force my attentions on yo yo you, or let anyone
else do it.  ?Starting this moment, you are your own person, and under my
protection.  You get to choose.  I expect you to follow through on your
choices, but they are yours.  Understood?"

   Unconsciously, the little girl sqeezed his hand.  ?"Yes," she answered.
"I think I understand."

   They got on the elevator.  ?Gordon pressed the button for the 35th
floor. ?Alone on the elevator Lacrise mused, "Does that mean you gonna fuck
me if I let you?"

   "Probably," answered Gordon.  "You're a sexy little girl."

   "Me?" puzzled Lacrise.  "Sexy?  I ain't got no titties and my ass is all
skinny.  Shade says I look more like a boy than a girl."

   "Who's Shade?" asked Gordon.

   "Auntie Willa's boyfriend.  Her pimp too, I think.  He's the one taught
me to pickpocket.  Says I need to earn my keep."

   "Mmmm," mused Gordon.  ?"Shade ever messed around with you."

   "Nope, like I said, I ain't got no titties.  ?Shade likes womens with
big titties."

   "Foolish man," said Gordon.  "You're so sweetly sexy, you smoulder.  I
could see that even before you picked my pocket."

   "Did you know I grabbed your wallet?  Shade tells me I do it right."

   "Oh, you were very good," answered Gordon, "but I've been trained to
know when someone is trying to steal from me.  I have to when I carry so
much cash."

   "Why you carry that much money?" asked Lacrise.  "You just beggin' for
it when you do that.  Shade says peoples deserves it if they carry so much
money."

   "Cash is harder to trace," answered Gordon.  "My business demands that I
keep most of what I do absolutely private."

   Lacrise didn't understand, but didn't get a chance to pursue the matter.
The lift door opened and the man led her down the hall to the room.  It was
at the end of the hall.  ?He used his key card to open it and popped the
card into a receptacle on the wall.  When he did all the lights came on
magically, and he led Lacrise into the fanciest room she had ever seen. 
There was a glass door leading to a balcony, a giant screen tv, and through
two open doors she could see two giant bedrooms.

   "Fuck!" she muttered to herself.

   "Only if you agree to it," smiled Gordon.

   Lacrise looked at Gordon's crotch and saw the big bulge of his cock
against his pants.

   "Hell, mister, you can fuck me and my momma, you let me live here."

   Gordon dropped his briefcase and laptop onto the desk by the window and
sat down on the sofa.

   "Where is your mother, Lacrise.  You said you live with your aunt."

   "Momma's in jail.  She got busted for drugs.  That's how I wound up with
Auntie Willa."

   "Come here," said Gordon, patting the seat beside him on the sofa.

   Lacrise reluctantly did so.  She felt this was the moment of truth, and
she was both scared and excited by it.  ?She sat and let Gordon draw him to
her.  He kissed her sweet thick lips and she felt his tongue push against
her teeth, requesting entrance.  She opened her mouth for him and felt her
mouth filled with his meaty tongue.  ?It was both sweet and earthy.  She
swallowed his saliva and suddenly found herself pushing her tongue back
into his mouth.  Stirred and curious, she reached down and felt his big
cock through his pants.  It felt hard and soft at the same time.  It felt
hot.  She wanted more.  Without opening her eyes or drawing away from the
kiss, she reached down and fumbled for his zipper.  Right now, more than
anything else, she wanted to feel that big white cock in her little hands.
The dream world she now found herself made everything seem possible, and
that seemed to include satisfying her sexual desires.  She was no wide-eyed
innocent, despite her age.  She knew as much about fucking as any teenager
at least, and as much as many adults.  This was one of the consequences of
living on the dark side of society.  And the one aspect she actually
enjoyed.

   Gordon was more than a little surprized by Lacrise's decisive action. 
He had expected a tender moment he would use to eventually parlay into a
trusting relationship, and somewhere months in the future, perhaps turn it
towards something sexual.  Instead he suddenly found he had his hands full
of a hot blooded 7 year old who demanded his cock.  ?He was more than happy
to help her.  He unbuttoned his pants and felt his cock spring out into the
open air.  He felt the little girl's hands curl around his dick and squeeze
and milk it.  This was as welcome as it was unexpected and he groaned into
her mouth.  ?He was even more surprised when she pulled her mouth from his,
leaned over his lap and took the head of his cock into her mouth.  Her
mouth felt tight and warm.  He felt her little tongue play over his cock
and explore the piss hole opening, then the heavenly suction of a practiced
cocksucker.  ?At the same time she started jacking him off and moaning. 
She also grabbed his hand and guided it down to her crotch, flipping up her
school girl skirt and pushing his fingers into her panties.  positioned,
she left him to his own devices and went back to using both her hands on
his thick dick while she continued to suck him like a pro.  ?

   Gordon was happy to oblige the little girl's desires.  His surprise at
her sexual knowledge had quickly diminished once his dick was in her sweet
hot mouth.  ?Now he reached into her panties and began rubbing her tight
little hairless cunt.  The smooth compact folds were moist and welcoming,
so he quickly worked past them and began toying with her tiny wet vaginal
opening.  She moaned around his cock and he couldn't help but be surprised
at the 7 year old's mature passion.  ?He found her clit and began diddling
that as well.  Lacrise liked this a lot and let him know it by spreading
her legs wider and hunching into his hand.  She also tried to force more of
his cock into her little mouth.  As her pussy became juicier and her
movements became more urgent, she suddenly pulled her mouth off him and
squealed in her little girl's voice, "Fuck my mouth, Gordon.  Cum in my
mouth and let me drink it, And rub me harder, faster.  Stick your fingers
in my pussy hole." ?With those directions she dropped back down onto his
dick and begn jacking him off faster and squeezing him tightly.  ?He was
breathing hard and felt his heart pounding, lost in this unexpected moment,
suddenly out of control and enjoying it immensely.  This little girl knew
what she was doing.  So he dug his forefinger into the child's cunt as she
had asked.  He found her tight, open and ready.  No virgin, this child, he
thought, as he went on to finger fuck her tight little hole.  It was hot
and wet.  The snug little tube that led to her womb was like steaming wet
silk.  While he fingered fucked her, he used his other hand to reach round
and winnow down the crack of her ass and flutter his fingers over her anus.
A tender probe found that he could easily delve his little finger into her
asshole.  She squealed around his dick when he did this and suddenly
started jerking her asshole up and down on his little finger even as she
flooded his pussy fucking hand with more juice.  ?She fucked at his fingers
with a vengence and screamed around his cock and bit into him as she came.
He rewarded her with a mouthful of thick heavy cock cream which she sucked
down like a sucking a milkshake through a straw.  she tasted his sperm, she
sucked at him even harder, demanding more.  This made him cum even harder.
They were both spasming and groaning.

   "Of fuck, yes!" He groaned.  "Eat my cum little girl.  Suck my fucking
cock dry."

   This encouraged Lacarise to try to do just that.  It was a little
painful as she vacuumed his semen from deep in his balls, but that was
balanced by untold pleasure.  His asshole tightened and his eyes rolled
back.  "God damn," he cried.  "This little girl can really suck a dick!"

   While Gordon was emmeshed in his orgasm, Lacrise was wallowing in her
own.  She was fucking forward onto his finger, then grinding back onto the
burrowing little finger of his other hand, alternately burying each of them
in her nether cavities.  ?She was breathing hard too, and groaning out her
cum when she finally pulled away.

   "Oh fuck.  I like that.  Fucking is fun," she gasped at Gordon.  "You
finger fuck good."

   In answer, Gordon pulled her to him and kissed her deeply, then said. 
"Jesus, little girl.  How did you learn to suck cock like that."

   "I don't know," said the child.  "I been sucking dicks since I can
remember.  ?I just like to suck dick.  I don't suck a dick if I don't like
a boy, though.  And I ain't never sucked a full grown man's thing before.
?I sure ain't never sucked Shade's nasty ol' penis.  I don't like him. 
He's a bad man."

   Gordon gasped for breath, but asked, "Then why did you--did you decide
to suck me off so quickly."

   "You a nice man," she said.  "You want me, but you don't hurt me or try
to make me do stuff.  And I wanted to taste your white dick.  I ain't ever
sucked a white dick before."

   "Well you tasted it, all right." grinned Gordon.

   Lacrise kissed him again and said, "I like it too.  It taste hot and
salty and thick.  It's got a stronger taste than boys cum do." Then she
added again "I really like it." to give it added emphasis.  Then she looked
up into his eyes.  "You wanna fuck me now?"

   Gordon's surprise at her sexual maturity had gone by now and he began
undressing the child while he answered.  ?"Yes, I want to fuck you. 
Normally, I would take a lot more time before even considering it, but you
are so--so special, I'm going to fuck your little cunt right now."

   Lacrise laughed.  ?"You a nasty perv, ain't you.  You gonna fuck my
little girl pussy and cum all up inside me."

   While she said this she was raising her ass so he could pull off her
panties so he knew the chiding was more playful than accusatory.  ?In
answer he knelt in front of her and pulled her coltish legs over his
shoulders.  "Yes," he said.  "I'm going to cum all up inside your little
girl cunt, but before I do, I'm going to eat you up."

   He then dropped his face to Lacrise's hairless seven year old cunt and
began licking her from her clit down to her asshole.  He lapped up and down
and sent chills running through the child, who nonetheless hunched into his
face.  ?"Yessssss," she moaned.  "Eat me out, you white motherfucker.  Suck
my booty hole too."

   Gordon took her que and raised her legs up higher, then dug his tongue
into her asshole.  It was wet from her seeping cunt, and dirty.  She tasted
of dried shit and he probed as deep as possible to taste even more. 
?Lacrise ground down onto his face and groaned.  ?"You like my dooky, nasty
white man?"

   "Hmmm--Mmmmm," moaned Gordon as he drug his tongue back up and into her
immature vagina.  She grabbed him by the side of his head and face fucked
him while he did.  He found himself drenched in little girl fuck juice and
sucked at her to get even more.  ?Then he attacked her clit, sucking,
licking and even biting her lightly.  While he did, he sent one forefinger
dredging into her wet pussy hole and the other forfinger went digging into
her shit chute.  The little girl went wild.  She screamed out "Oh fuck! 
White mother-fucking fucker!  Pee.  Fuck shit, God damn!" and squirmed
around trying to somehow impale both her asshole and pussy on his ravaging
fingers at the same time.  He pussy flowed and her asshole clenched.  ?She
came like a bitch and loved doing it.  The orgasm peaked and she used her
slender legs to squeeze her new lover in a vice grip.  Gordon was in a hot
sweaty haze of little girl lust as he finger fucked her pusy and asshole,
sucked her clit and drank down all the little girl juice he could get to.

   As her orgasm's hold subsided, Lacise kept gasping, "Oh fuck, oh fuck,
that felt so good.  Oh fuck...."

   Gordon Lewis now rose up in front of her and began undressing.  He
dropped his clothes on the floor as they came off.  The little girl watched
as if mesmerized.  He seemed a giant compared to her.  He was in reasonable
shape, with a bit ot a gut, but strongly muscled legs.  He was covered in
hair, something else she'd never seen.  His blood filled cock seemed
gigantic as well.  A little "Oh" escaped her when she saw it.  ?Still,
Lacrise watched in silent facination as he leaned over her, knelt
again,carefully spread her pussy lips and pressed his pink headed cock into
her tight little black pussy.

   "My turn now," said Gordon.

   "Ohhhh!" was all Lacrise could manage as the head of his white skinned
penis disappeared into the sweet wet cavity of her little black cunt.  ?"Oh
yes....fuck me," she sighed in her little girl voice.  "Fuck me with your
big white dick."

   Gordon knew better than to go too deep into that sweet black cunt, even
if she was already sexually knowledgeable, she was still a child.  Still,
he was a little surprised that the head of his dick was able to slip in so
easily.  The tube of her pussy was as tight as anything he had ever
imagined, but was also welcoming.  He knew she wanted him to fuck her.

   He carefully began their first fuck.  He wedged his cock a fraction of
an inch deeper, then pulled back.  This was met by a small gasp and a
sighed "Yes." He fucked into her again, just a little deeper, then back. 
Again.  And again.  He kept up these miniscule strokes until almost half
his cock was inside her, and that was as far as he dared to go right now.
Even so, the sensations of her cunt were so exciting, it was all he could
do not to immediately blow a nut into her.  ?But he wanted her to share in
this pleasure with him so he determinedly held back and leaned over her.

   "This okay?" he asked in a pant.

   "Yes.  Yes.  Just fuck me," she begged, and reached up to grab his ass
as he began fucking her in a regular rhythm.  ?

   "Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!" he began grunting with each thrust.  It took
effort to force his dick into the tight little black cunt.

   "Finger fuck my butthole!" demanded the girl suddenly.  This was another
sweet surprise for Gordon.  Lacrise was evidently anal-erotic.  He really
liked that in a girl.  ?He reached around her and began raping her asshole
with his fore-finger while he fucked her tiny cunt with his cock.

   "Oh yes!  Yes," she cried.  ?"I love to get fucked like this." ?and
began fucking back and forth into his cock and onto his asshole fucking
finger in time to his thrusts into her.

   "I -- I --can't last much longer," panted Gordon.

   The little girl squirmed against him, urging him on.  "Then fuck me
harder, deeper.  Use your finger and dick harder.  ?Faster.  Make me cum
again too."

   "I don't want to hurt yo yo you, " Gordon panted.

   "Don't worry," said Lacrise.  "I want to cum.  I need it hard and fast.
Do me deep."

   Gordon let go of his control and did as Lacrise asked.  He plunged his
cock deep into the child's tight cunt, bottoming out with more than three
quarters of his dick buried in her constrictive pussy.  At the same time he
plunged ?his finger in her ass all the way and was fully embedded in her
asshole.  ??

   The little girl grabbed at him and squealed.  "Fuck!  yes!  Fuck me!"
?while he plunged deep into her, building up pace, smacking his balls
against her skinny ass while his finger rammed all the way up her asshole
and into a mass of gooey shit.  ?Lacrise gave herself over to the fuck and
began squealing and crying, tears rolled down her cheeks but she fucked
back to him all the harder, meeting his dick with driving force, then
hunching back to drive the the full length of his meaty finger into her
guts.  ?She grunted as if she was taking a shit, then moaned as if in
heaven.  ?Then, as if a surprise, Gordon suddenly began drenching her womb
with his spunk.  She felt the spurts of cum hitting her cervix and cried
out, "Gordon, fuck me hard.  Fuck me hard, Gordon.  Always fuck me hard."
?and clutched him to her as she came.  She used her cunt, her asshole, her
hands and her legs to hold him to her and inside of her.  Then her internal
cuntal and anal cavaties both suddenly expanded as if to release his
fingers and dick at the peak of her cum.  She even farted around his
finger, and sent fluttering ripples along his finger, ?but then she
clenched him even more tightly as another wave of orgasm rolled over her.
?With a final release, the child fell back onto the sofa, releasing
Gordon's dick from her cunt and literally pooping out his finger.  She
began muttering in a series of orgasmic aftershocks.  ?"Oh yes, yes, yes,
yes."

   Gordon dropped down onto the floor in front of her.  "Oh yes, indeed."
in absolute agreement.  ?He then noticed the sticky brown mess smeared on
the asshole flavored finger and stuck it in his mouth to clean it off. 
Lacrise watched in weary facination.

   "You eat my shit," she gasped.

   Gordon smiled.  ?"And delicous shit it is."

   "Oh fuck, white man.  You a real perv." ?she grinned back.

   "Guess so," agreed Gordon.  "But you seem to be a pretty pervy little
black girl too."

   Lacrise giggled.  "I like to fuck, but you the first full grown man I
ever fucked." Then she sat up and looked down at him.  ?"I like it.  I like
your big fat dick." She then scooted off the sofa and plopped down beside
him and kissed the softening wormlike penis.  Then she sat up and hugged
him around the neck.

   She said, "I like how it tastes and feels.  It felt nastier than any of
the boys I fucked with.  ?And when you cum it felt all warm and gooey
inside."

   Gordon wrapped his arms around the little girl and kissed her again. 
She kissed him back and snuggled in close with him.  She giggled.  "You got
a shitty tasting mouth."

   "Sorry," said Gordon.

   "That's okay," smiled the child.  "I likes it." Then she kissed him
again, her hands playing around his head while she did, storking his hair
and hugging him around the neck.  Then she leaned back against him and
sighed happily.

   "Is this what it's like to have a daddy?" she wondered.

   "I don't think most dads fuck their daughters like this," he said.

   "All the mens and boys I know wanna fuck.  It don't matter if its they
sister, daughter, grandma or cousins.  That's just the way boys is.  Only
reason I don't get to fuck a lot is I'm not girly enough."

   Gordon laughed.  "You certainly are girly enough.  Your more girl than
most full grown women I've met, fucked, married or divorced."

   Lacrise beamed.  "Really?"

   "Absolutely," answered Gordon.  ?"Matter of fact, if we can work it out,
I'd like to adopt you myself."

   Lacrise eyes opened wide and she hugged him tight.  "You mean that."

   "Again, absolutely," answered Gordon.  "I had figured on presenting you
to the counsel as a student for our school for underpriveliged kids, and
I'll still do that, ?but I have decided I want to keep your sexy little
self all for me.  If I let you go to the school you might decide to share
that hot little pussy with other students or teachers."

   Lacrise glowed with delight, but then became suddenly grim, "What about
Auntie Willa?"

   "Don't worry about Auntie Willa.  From what you've said, I think we can
settle the matter with a bit of cash.  What you've been doing is far from
legal and if they want to get nasty, I've got a team of lawyers who can
make them very uncomfortable."

   Lacrise was satisfied with that, and lolling against him, tangling her
slender brown fingers in his chest hair, she felt suddenly safe and secure.
?This man was an answer to her dreams she never even knew she had.  She
wasn't completely convinced he meant what he said, but she wanted to
believe him.

   Gordon was pleased as well.  Most of his adult life had been in pursuit
of a woman who had just the right mix of innocence and wildness to inspire
him to heights of passion and absolute trust.  ?Lacrise seemed to have that
quality.  Despite her lot in life, she seemed to be honest and to believe
him when he told her he would take care of things.  Of course, this left
him with the responsibility to follow-up.  For him, this wasn't a problem.
He didn't believe in making promises he couldn't fulfil.

   He gave the naked girl a little squeeze and cupped both her little
buttocks in his one big hand.  One finger slid between the cum-coated ass
cheeks and played about her pouting anus.  This made her coo and shiver,
even as she ground her asshole down to meet the digital intruder.  ?At the
same time, he kissed her on the top of her head.

   "You want some breakfast?" he asked.

   "Yes!" squealed the little girl.

   "What's your favorite breakfast food?"

   "Pancakes!" she answered.

   "Pancakes it is," he answered, "but first we have to make ourselves
presentable.  We don't want people to think we're a couple of pervs."

   Lacrise giggled, "But we is."

   Gordon kissed her sweetly, but not innocently.  "We are, but that's our
business.  Nobody else's.  So we have to let them think we are just a
couple of non-pervs."

   "Ain't no such thing," responded Lacrise.  "Motherfuckers pretend to be
all tv family, but they really wants to fuck little girls, suck little boys
dicks or watch they wives get fucked by a train of niggers."

   "Where you get that from?"

   "Shade.  Momma used to say it too.  And I done seen it.  Everybody got
some kind of freak.  Your's is me.  Mine is you."

   "Actually, that sounds good to me," said Gordon.

   Lacrise smiled.  "Me too, but you want us to be tv family to all the
people around us, right?"

   "You sure you're only seven?" said Gordon.

   "I'll be eight June 6th," answered Lacrise, as if this explained her
worldly knowledge.

   "Right," grinned Gordon.  "Now, how about we do tv family so we can have
a good breakfast."

   "Okay," grinned Lacrise, "Your big white dick make me hungry."

   Gordon helped her dress, peppering her lean body with kisses as he did.
She giggled at this and accepted his attentions gladly.  ?He then dressed
himself while she watched.  Over and over again, he heard her whisper,
"Mines.  All mines."

   When they were both ready, he called room service and ordered pancakes,
milk and juice for her.  ?A continental breakfast with coffee for him.

   While they waited, they sat on the sofa and he tried to explain the
situation.

   "I grew up very poor, but about twenty years ago I got really lucky and
wrote a piece of software that made me millions.  I invested carefully and
the millions became hundreds of millions.  I'm now a fairly wealthy man and
for the past several years I've been building a set of schools for kids
like I was.  ?But here's the trick, I got my first piece of pussy when I
was six years old.  I was seduced by my auntie and loved it.  I never felt
abused or mad about it.  I was grateful, and only got upset when she got
married and turned off the pussy, went all tv family, as you say.  Of
course by that time I was fucking any little girl who would open their legs
for me.  Been fucking ever since, and I loved it.  ?Since I've become a man
I've fucuseon on grown up women, but rarely, when I've been between women,
like now, and I meet a little girl who I recognize as someone like I was,
well--if we connect, we connect, just like we have.  But you are someone
truly special, and if you're willing, I'd be happy to settle down with you
as my one and only as long as you will have me." ?Lacrise brightened
visibly at that idea, but Gordon went on.  ?"Now, these days, poeple are
convinced that any sexual activity between kids or between kids and adults
is bad.  This really hurts people like you and me, because we wind up
feeling guilty and ashamed about our natural desires.  I mean, we don't
want to hurt anybody or make anyone fuck who doesn't want to, right?"

   "Right," answered Lacrise.  She understood exactly what Gordon was
saying because she was constantly fighting the shame she felt because she
like to fuck, suck dicks and other nasty sex things.  Gordon made it sound
like there wasn't anything wrong with her and that felt almost as good as
his dick in her mouth.

   "Anyway, I figured I'd start a school based on this concept.  It would
give abused poor kids a chance to improve themselves and, at the same time,
because we only accept kids that are sexually active and like it, we
counsel them in a way that doesn't encourage them to fuck, but lets them
know there's nothing wrong with them if they enjoy sex, and how to do it
safely, and discreetly.  And just so you know, our teachers and
administrators have all sworn never to take advantage of the kids.  ?In all
the years I've run the place there have only been seven kids who have wound
up fucking around with the grown-ups, and that's all ended very happily. 
Usually with adoption, like I have suggested for you and me, or with the
kids dumping their adult partners for someone their own age---never the
other way around."

   "You mean you teach the kids how to pretend to be tv people and still be
theyselves?" said Lacrise.

   "You got it," said Gordon.  "You feel like you want to be part of
something like that?"

   "I already is," said the girl in all seriousness.  "You my perv man. 
I'm your perv little girl.  We fucks only each other from now on and don't
tell people about it."

   Gordon laughed, picked Lacrise up and kissed her.  He held her as he had
when he had captured her, but now with her full particiapation.  She had
her arms wrapped around his neck and kissed him back passionately.  ?

   "I be your baby, your girlfriend and your whore from now on." she
summarized, then added, "and you be my daddy."

   "Sounds like a great deal to me," said Gordon, looking deep into the
child's eyes, who was plumbing his depths with hers.

   "You be my whore too, though, right?" added Lacrise.

   "Absolutely," answered Gordon.

   The breakfast went well.  At the meeting that followed, Lacrise was
introduced, along with a group of other children.  The difference was that
all the other children were ushered in, then taken out to a waiting room.
?They were then individually interviewed by a panel of four adults, one of
whom was Gordon.  ?Gordon explained that Lacrise was a special case, was
going to be adopted by him.  She would be enrolled in the school, but would
have her own private tutors as well.  Also, he informed them that she would
be involved in the approval process going forward as a kid consultant, to
give an honest kid's view of the proceedings.  ?As such, she would be
allowed to attend all the interviews.  ?

   Lacrise was happy to see that there were other kids in the world that
liked to fuck, and that there were some adults that understood this, who
had been kids that that themselves.  These were like-minded people who both
helped coordinate the business of running the school and held each other in
check as well.  None of these kids were going to be taken advantage of
during the course of their education.  Any choice to continue their sexual
exploration would be their own.  It would be part of their counseling and
review by the panel.

   This made the last interview particularly important.It was Lacrise and
Gordon together.  ?The questions they asked Lacrise were simple, like how
she got there and why she wanted to be part of the program, and even why
she wanted to stay with Gordon.  ?But the questions they asked Gordon were
very hard, and even mean.  They suggested he was being a bad man, trying to
get Lacrise to be his personal sex-toy, and demanded to know how he was
going to make sure she had a proper education and would he decide to drop
her when he got used to having her around or when she started to rebel
against his authority, and wanted to reject his advances.  ?Gordon stayed
calm through all the questioning, and assured them that he would never turn
Lacrise out or insist on sexual favors from her if she wanted to explore
other avenues.  One side effect of the questioning was that Lacrise started
wondering if their suggestions might become fact.  This placed a shadow of
doubt in her mind that would take a long long time to supplant.  ?But in
the end, the counsel agreed to support Gordon's choice of adopting Lacrise,
with the added stipulation that he and Lacrise would be reviewed on a
yearly basis to make sure her welfare was given top priority.

   After the interviews were completed and it was agreed to take three of
the six kids into the school, and to arrange alternate education paths for
the three kids who were deemed truly abused and who would not gain from the
counseling in their school.

   Lacrise then felt a stroke of pride when her man, her new Daddy, Gordon,
took over the proceedings and informed the panel that he had purchased a
new location in this city for one of their schools.  They needed to start
fielding the personnel to staff it, and to make absolutely sure everyone
involved had the proper background to teach and counsel precocious kids.

   With that, the meeting was over and Gordon took Lacrise back to their
room.  They had another sweet fuck session to celebrate, then Gordon made a
bunch of phone calls to his lawyers to make arrangements for her to be his
official daughter.  ?

   That night was even more special.  After a shopping spree that gave
Lacrise a whole new wardrobe, and a dinner of her own choosing, Gordon
introduced Lacrise to new sexual variations only hinted at earlier.  He had
her piss right into his mouth, and she watched as he drank it all down. 
Then, after another wonderful orgasm, she needed to shit.  Gordon
accompanied her to the toilet and when she shit, he cleaned her dirty
asshole with his tongue, and this turned into her first anal sex
experience. Gordon only got the head of his dick inside her ass, but it
made her cum so hard she thought she would die.  She loved the feeling of
his jism squirting into her asshole and the stimulation that came from an
oversized dick burrowing up inside her.  It turned her into an anal freak
right then and there.  Thereafter, she demanded he clean her asshole with
his mouth everytime she took a shit, and every time they fucked she begged
for some kind of anal stimulation.

   It would seem they had the perfect off center relationship a pair of
perverts like themselves required, but for Lacrise, once the seed of doubt
had been planted during the meeting, it took Lacrise well over a year to
accept the reality that Gordon would be true to his word.  ?Gradually
though, one baby step at a time, she took on both the roles of his daughter
and his lover with equal enthusiasm.  She filled out a bit, and put some
much-needed meat on her bones.  Gordon never doubted her gratitude for
rescuing her from the streets, nor did he question her passionate
enthusiasm for sex and perversion, but she was often scared when he was too
late coming home, fearful that he was having an external affair with a full
grown woman, and insisted he call her whenever he was even a little
overdue. Still, he believed he could win her trust if he persisted with
true love and devotion.  He knew he had won the night he came home on his
38th birthday and came into the house calling her name, meaning to take her
out to a nice dinner to celebrate.

   "I'm in the toilet," called Lacrise from upstairs, and James bounded up
the steps to her, equally happy to barge in while she was peeing, shitting
or showering, but when he got to the door, he found it swung wide open with
Lacrise sitting on the stool with legs spread wide and sticky chocolate
dripping down her hairless little snatch and into the crack of her little
round ass.  She had just lit a birthday candle and stuck it into the tight
little hole of her vagina.

   "Quick Daddy, blow it out, so you have have your chocolate birthday pie.
I made it just for you." She then giggled happily as he knelt before her
and blew out the candle, then studiously began licking up the chocolate.

   This was the first time she had called him Daddy.  And Daddy he would be
from that moment on.

   "You want some flavoring with your chocolate pie Daddy.  Pee pee
flavor?"

   "Ah!  yes, my favorite topping for any desert," Gordon said as he rose
up so she could see his chocolate and pussy juice smeared face.

   This made Lacrise giggle even as she spurted out a stream of yellow piss
onto his face.  Her giggle quickly turned into a sigh as he opened his
mouth wide and followed the stream to its delectable source, sucking,
slurping, licking and nibbling at her pussy, the lips, the clit and the
urethral opening.

   "Oh Daddy, do you like your chocolate pussy birthday pie?"

   "Ummm-hmmmm," he groaned as he drank down her flowing pee.

   "You want some birthday poop to go with your birthday pee, Daddy?  I've
saved it all for you."

   "Ummmm," grunted Gordon as he delved down from the slowing flow of her
piss to the dark treasure of her tiny asshole.  He was simultneously
aroused by her filthy suggestion and touched by her constant use of Daddy.
He was wearing too many clothes for this surprise party, but wasn't about
to lose one second of the joy she was gifting him with with her body and
its nasty secretions.  Sure enough, she released a string of shit from her
bowels into his mouth as well, rolling forward to give him access and
grunting her relief as he gobbled and sucked at her open anus, fighting to
dig into it with his tongue even as she was expelling the greasy contents
into his mouth.

   "Oh Daddy, I love you soooo much," she purred as he ate her shit, then
continued to tongue fuck her asshole when she had fully relieved herself.

   This prompted him to raise up and gaze into her eyes with unabashed love
and passion.  It tore his heart when he looked into the eyes of his little
former street urchin and saw tears of love and joy streaming down her face.

   "I love yo yo you, Daddy." she cried and threw her arms around him,
covering him with kisses, disregarding, or even enjoying the nasty mixture
of shit, piss, pussy juice and chocolate that made him look a total mess.

   "I love yo yo you, " he answered simply, "Thank you for the best
birthday present ever."

   Lacrise pushed him away slightly and grinned mischieviously.  "Oh I
don't know.  I think I'd like it a lot more with a big dose of vanilla
cream filling."

   "One cream filled chocolate pussy pie coming up," he promised, then
picked up his little darling and carried into the bedroom to continue their
celebrtion.

   It's a celebration that's going on to this very day, I'm told.
   ~~~finis~~~