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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: A Surprising Obsession part 2
Summary: A rocker and his new preteen lover fuck for the first time
Keywords: Warning!  ped, Mg(10), oral, anal, ws

   DISCLAIMER

   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.  It is
anime, hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assuaged.  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.

   Please note these tales are intended for adults only.  They are
obviously fantasy and have no correlation with the real world.  The
characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take part
in any of the illicit acts described, except for that act of fantasy
itself, which allows for extreme imagined behavior and exploration, but
does not even begin to suggest such behavior is appropriate.

   This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even thought
is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that exploring your desires via
fantasy is much healthier and worlds safer than much less extreme actual
risk taking behavior.

   It is with this vision and these parameters I present:

   A SURPRISING OBSESSION 2

   Vanessa, barely 10 years old, with long straight brown hair hanging down
past her pert little bottom, looked around our room for the night.  She
carried her slim 4 foot frame proudly, but rubbed her sleepy eyes, the
results of a five hour drive , traveling with me at the behest of my
brother's new bride while they prepared to wreck themselves at a swinging
couples retreat for their honeymoon celebration.  Vanessa was with me
despite my obvious attraction to her and hers to me.  Both her mother and
my brother saw it, but her mother sent her with me anyway.  I studied the
child for a moment then said, "What do you think?"

   The ten year old nymphet shifted her attention at me and her eyes
brightened.  "I like it," she said.

   "This is the life I live, sweetheart." I warned her.  "Long drives, then
motel and hotel rooms in the good times.  Living out of my car in the hard
times.  The sick part is, I like it."

   "I like it too," she said.  "I want to live like this with you.  In your
room.  In your bed."

   I held out my arms to her.  "Come here," I said.

   She flew to me.  I lifted her up, enfolded her slender frame in my arms
and kissed her sweet pliant lips.  Her mouth was open for me.  I tasted the
delicate wine of her saliva and the pissy aftertaste from her earlier foray
into pee drinking, all blended together in a sexy concoction.  I felt her
suck me down her throat as if to devour me.  I hoped she had the same
enthusiasm for sucking dick when we began our serious travail into sexual
union.

   She suddenly pulled away.  A fire was in her eyes and her little girl
voice strained with intensity.  "I'm going to rape your cock, Uncle
Maurice. I'm going to make you squirt up into my virgin pussy.  You're mine
now."

   "Now and forever," I agreed, meaning it, and began unbuttoning her
frilled half-blouse.  It dropped off onto the floor and I left it crumpled
there, then lay her down onto the twin-sized hotel bed where I intended to
deflower her.

   She looked up at me with complete trust and vulnerability, putting her
love, hope, trust and body in my control.  Slowly, very carefully, I peeled
off both her shorts and panties at the same time, drawing them down her
slightly flairing hips.  She raised her little butt to assist me and I drew
them down her slender legs, then tossed them onto the floor to join her
blouse.  Together, in a conspiracy of desire, we had exposed the succulent
tight crease of her hairless cunt.  She gazed at me with innocent longing,
waiting to see what I would do next.

   "Your body is so lovely," I murmured.  "Please let me kiss you, every
part of you, worship you, you sweet body."

   "Whatever you want.  However you want," she said meekly.

   I seemed to be moving in slow motion as I lowered my face to hers,
kissing her again.  "I'll love you forever," I promised.

   "I know," she sighed and fed her sweet mouth to me again.  I kissed her,
drank from her, tasted the sweet wine of her mouth and lips.  I struggled
for some semblance of control, wanting to make this first defilement
perfect for her.  I began kissing her neck, sucking at her earlobes,
stroking the length of her body and nibbling at her, under her arms, her
tiny prepubescent nipples, sucking at the tiny pink nubbins.  She arched
her back as I suckled her tiny nips, giggled when I bit at her arm pits,
then wriggled and squirmed as I worked my way down her little flat belly,
tongued her indented navel with it's tiny silver stud and kissed my way
down to her secret pussy crease.  There was a short hesitation when I
looked up into her eyes to make sure she didn't want to back out.  She
didn't.  Her eyes seemed to demand I continue.  Her breath was already
coming in shortened pants.  She wanted more and she wanted it now.  She was
ready.  So was I.

   I dropped my mouth to her succulent hairless sex and sucked at her whole
vulva, working my tongue over her tender flesh as I did.  I finally allowed
myself to sample her vaginal cup of schoolgirl pussy juice.  I probed into
her tender little cunt.  I raked my tongue up and down the sensitive pink
crease.  I pulled the closely packed lips apart and forced my tongue up
into her, inside of her tight pussy mouth.  She groaned, "Yessss, please
more," even as her child cunt was set a'flow with a light, semi-sweet love
juice.

   The taste of her made my blood flood with a hormonal surge.  Any
hesitance or caution was washed away.  I rushed to eat Vanessa's little
girl cunt, plunging my oral digit into her taut cuntal sheath, frustrated
at the membrane that blocked my way.  Determined to probe her depths
someway, I forced her legs further up my shoulders.  She squealed in
surprise as I shifted targets to her pretty pinprick of an asshole.  I was
delighted to taste a sprinkling of shit-flavor in the little wrinkled swirl
of her anus as she squirmed against me, giggling and gasping at these new
sensations.

   "No," she squeaked at first, then immediately had a change of heart. 
"Yes!  In my butt!  Up my ass!  Suck my poop hole!'

   I backed off briefly and said, "You lovely nasty girl.  Relax as much as
you can.  I want to push my tongue as deep up your ass as I can it," and
spread Vanessa's compact ass-cheeks as far apart as they would go.  I said,
"I want to taste your shit, little girl.  I want to taste your filthy shit,
then kiss your sweet mouth so you can taste it too."

   "No!" she cried again, but relaxed her anus as much as she could anyway.
My tongue was able to probe up past the little ring of her sphincter and up
into the smooth tube that led to her bowels.  Vanessa gave an anal grunt
and a sigh, then tried to push her butt tighter to my face.  I began tongue
fucking the child and she groaned in pleasure.  "I love it, Uncle Maurice.
I love it."

   I did get the taste of shit I wanted, but only the barest taste, up in
the interior of her rectal tube.  Still, it made me hornier and harder than
I could remember.  When I had to come up for air I panted, "I should have
warned you, I'm the dirty old man your Momma told you about.  I like my sex
as nasty as fuck."

   Vanessa squirmed about, trying to reattach my mouth to her preteen
shithole, "My momma didn't warn me about dirty old men.  She told me never
to settle for a man who wasn't nasty.  Besides, you're not that old."

   By then, I was licking out her poop-hole again.  The little darling took
to receiving anilingus like it was her dream of deviant pleasure when I bet
the truth was she had never even heard of it before.  I was lost in this
sweet taboo, eating out my little darling's shit tube and making her love
it.  She wriggled against my invading tongue and ground her ass into my
face.

   "Is this what you want, Uncle Maurice?  You want to fuck my butt with
your mouth?"

   I pulled off her ass, rose up so I was once again looking down at her
flushed face and said, "I will fuck you with my mouth, my fingers and my
hard cock.  Before your parents see you again I will fill your belly, your
bowels and your womb with my dick and my sperm.  I will drink your pee and
swallow your shit and expect you to do the same for me."

   "Oh my," she sighed breathlessly.  Then I leaned down and kissed her,
fulfilling my promise to give her a taste of her own ass.  She drew my
tongue deep into her mouth again and sucked it while I rubbed my cock up
and down her vaginal crease.  She moaned and writhed as I played the head
of my dick over her pussy, her clitoris, the tiny mouth of her cunt, the
saliva-greased nether-eye of her anus.  Her legs were still crooked over my
shoulders.  Thanks to the limberness of youth, she was bent over to the
point her knees were on the bed next to her ears as I continued to molest
her young mouth with my tongue.  She was helpless and totally vulnerable
when I drove my cock down into her cunt.

   "OW!" she cried as I tore her hymen asunder, stealing away her virginity
forever.  I had less than half my prick in her hot, tight hole, and saw a
ring of virginal blood tinge the man-muscle where it intersected with her
preteen body.  Tears sprang to her eyes as I hovered above her.  "You broke
my cherry!" she sobbed.  "Your penis is fucking my pussy," she said as if
it wasn't real until she announced it.

   "Yes," I confessed with a hoarse pant, my entire being now centered in
the sensitized head of my prick.  "I'm fucking your precious cunny, my
little love.  I'm stretching this honeyed baby-maker to fit my engorged
penis, for me to (gently withdrawing) plough (gently delving deeper) and
fill (again dragging the length of my cock almost out of the sticky
clutching furrow) and pleasure (again delving deeper, deeper into the
child's cunt) till we both melt together, lovers and mates."

   She surprised me then.  She struggled to lurch against me.  "Fuck that,"
she cried.  "Fuck me!  Fuck me like you own me.  Like I own you.  Fuck my
fucking pussy!  Cum in me, all the way inside." She glared into my eyes
now, displaying pain, anger and anguish no ten year old should ever know.
"Give me all your dick, all your love, all your sperm.  Fill me.  Make me
smell like you."

   I froze in place.  I had never heard a woman or girl say such a thing.
"You want to smell like me?" I asked, looking down at her contorted form,
my dick buried three quarter of the way inside her.  "I don't understand. I
thought you would want to take this slow and gentle.  It's your first time.
I want you to enjoy it, not suffer."

   Vanessa writhed against me again and tried to take more cock up into her
shallow cunt.  "I'm suffering because you're not fucking me, Uncle
Maurice!" Her eyes flashed hot and needy, then she tried to explain, "I
want to smell like your cock, your sperm.  I want to feel you wrapped
around me, your arms and legs, even your smell." Then she begged like a
street urchin.  "Please Uncle Maurice, fill me up.  Give me everything. 
Take my everything."

   A passion I had never known, could never comprehend without experiencing
it, flowed through me and swept me into a torrent of lust.  It was my turn
to sob harshly, "You beautiful little cunt!" and drilled my prick balls
deep into the defenseless child.  "I'll fuck you, my baby slut.  I'll fuck
you till my balls run dry.  Tonight, tomorrow, the rest of my life."

   I plunged into my step-niece hard, fast, deep and without mercy,
hunching into her tender and ever-so-tight fuck tube.  I didn't just fuck
her, I took her.  Took her sex, her innocence and her childhood, ripping
them away just as I had done her virginal hymen.  Although her tears still
flowed, she laughed, chortled like a child, like the ten year old she
actually was, giving a lie to my seeming rape.

   Our first fuck didn't last ten minutes.  Within the first two she was
swooning, crying, "Yes!  Yes!  Like that!  Cumming, Uncle Maurice.  I'm
cumming on your cock." I pounded the little girl in a frenzy of sex hunger,
and sweat began pouring from my every pore and dripping down onto her face
and body.  She licked at it when it hit her lips and then opened her mouth
to catch the next droplet.  This drove me into an even greater
fuck-madness. Then her eyes suddenly grew huge in her own surprise as a
massive fuck orgasm exploded inside her.  "AAAARRRGH!" she exclaimed as if
trying to bridge a void between us.  "Fuck me more!  I never knew....I
never knew it could be so--" and her mouth opened in an inarticulate and
soundless scream of unadulterated sexual release.  She strained up towards
me, despite her contorted pose, cumming so intensely I would have sworn she
lifted us both into the air.

   I answered with a groan of my own and released a burst of semen into her
clasping little-girl cunt.  I grunted, "Cumming.  I'm cumming too," and
thrust fully into her, squirting my jism deep.  With no will of my own, I
hunched into her again as I emptied my balls inside her, and froze, buried
deeper than I would have dreamed possible.  My eyes rolled back into my
head and explosions of ecstasy ripped through my body.  She continued to
strain against me as if to capture ever iota of my passion for her.  It
felt as if I stayed inside her forever as I filled her tiny cunt to
overflowing and as her pussy bathed my dick in her copious cunt juice. 
Completely drained, I collapsed onto her, giving her body my full weight
for less than a second, just long enough to elicit a quick "Umph!" as I
crushed her small body beneath me, then quickly rolled away from her to lie
beside her.

   When I could finally think again, I realized she remained in the topsy
turvy positioned I had fucked her in.  I reached for her and rolled her
legs back so she was lying flat on her back.

   She lay with her legs spread wide, exposing her hairless cunt to my view
and I watched as my cum, thick, white and creamy, pulse slowly from her
newly opened pussy.

   She stared at the ceiling and said, "I love it, Uncle Maurice!  I knew I
would but now I know for sure.  I love to fuck.  I thought I knew how good
it would feel, I know how it feels to cum from my fingers, but its so much
better.  So much fucking better."

   Still panting, I asked "Are you hurt?  I was afraid I was being too
rough."

   Vanessa turned her face to me and said, "It hurt a little, but it felt
like I wanted it to.  Like you took me into you when you came into me.  You
fucked me just like you should.  Like you really do own me, my pussy, every
part of me.  I wanted you to take my virginity like that, and you did.  You
really did."

   The amazement in her voice matched my own feelings.  I had never wanted
to possess a woman before as my very own, much less a ten year old girl. 
The affection I had experienced so many times had always been transient. 
Sometimes so intense I could hardly bear it, but never like this, with such
a sense of permanence.  I never wanted to give Vanessa up, not to another
lover, not even to her parents.  If she left me for any reason I felt it
would destroy me.  At the same time my cock, which had never lost its
erection lurched to full hardness once again.

   I rolled back over on top of her again, this time in straight up
missionary position, but keeping my weight off her.  My upper body was
raised well above her, fully blocking her view while she looked and felt so
diminutive beneath me.  Seeing her like this awoke a tenderness in me, but
that tenderness only fed my desire for her.  I told her, "I'm sorry, but
I've got to have you again."

   "Never be sorry," she said ever-so-sweetly, "Whenever you want me, fuck
me.  Just like you told me.  But this time, if you don't mind, my pussy is
sore, could you fuck me in my asshole instead?"

   I looked down into the eyes of my new preteen lover, astonished that
once again she had switched tracks on me.  Either she was the most
knowledgable virgin girl child I had ever met or able to recognize my
darker desires and key on them, activate and implement them, take me over
the of brink of moral resistance and into a libidinous paradise of shared
depravity I would never know.  All i knew was I wanted to bury my cock in
her tight little shit-hole till we both screamed for mercy.

   Still, I had to ask.  "Your ass?  Have you ever been butt-fucked
before?"

   She bit her lower lip, then confessed, "I've used my fingers and even my
hairbrush up my bottom while I rubbed myself sometimes.  It felt naughty
but really good.  But you should know, I always get whatever is up my
asshole dirty.  I want you in my ass, but your penis will probably get poop
on it.  Is that okay?  You can fuck my pussy again tomorrow, but just for
now, can I feel it in my butt, in my poop, up in my shit?"

   I couldn't help but grin, "Jesus baby, every time you open your mouth,
you surprise me, whether its drinking my piss, kissing me like a whore or
giving up your virginity." She grinned back.  "Of course I'll fuck your
tender little shit-hole, baby, and I hope you cover my dick with your hot
shit when I do.  It will just make me want to fuck your ass harder and
deeper."

   Without another word I rose up off her, went to my little go bag I had
dropped on the bedside table when we first arrived and dug out a tube of
K-Y jelly.  Then I nestled in between her still spread thighs.  I gently
applied a large dollop of the jell around her crinkled pleasure trove.  She
sighed, "That's nice.  I like that."

   "How about this?" I said softly as I gently probed into her anal cavity
with my forefinger.  "You like to get finger-fucked in your butt?"

   "Oh!" she exclaimed.  "Yes, yes I do, Uncle Maurice."

   I chuckled and gave her exposed clit a lick and a gentle suck, then
asked.  "You're going to be my little anal fuck slut, baby?  You going to
let me fuck you deep in your ass?"

   "Oh yes, Uncle Maurice," she said with a wriggle and an anal squeeze. 
"Please, please, please fuck me where I poop."

   "Speaking of which, where's that nasty shit you promised me?" I softly
demanded.  "I'm going to be very upset if my finger stays clean while I
give you a dirty finger butt-fuck."

   She closed her eyes in corrupt bliss and groaned, "Just dig it in deep.
I feel my shit right there waiting for you."

   "Like this?" I asked as I licked at her little clit button and probed my
lubed finger all the way into her asshole.

   "Yes!  Yes!" she groaned and ground against my invading digit.  "Fuck my
butt, Uncle Maurice.  Get it ready for your big dick."

   And with that the little slut came again, this time from her ass, albeit
with a bit of oral stimulation to go with it.  "Oh!  Yes!  Fuck yes," she
sobbed.  "Just like that, deep up my asshole."

   "You beautiful little preteen anal fucker," I said in awe and wonder. 
"you cum as hard from your ass as you do from your cunt."

   "I don't know," she groaned and gulped for air.  "It's different.  It
feel's dirtier and nastier than our pussy fuck.  But I love it.  I love it
deep inside my nasty shit."

   "Speaking of which," I said, and drew my invading finger from the
child's tight clasping asshole.  She groaned in pain-tinged pleasure as I
dragged my buried finger from her shitter.  Sure enough, my finger was
coated with Vanessa's shit up to he second knuckle.

   It was my turn to say, "Oh my."

   "Its always like that," she said softly.  Anything I push up my bottom
gets dirty."

   "I love it," I said, mesmerized at the look and feel and scent of my
pretty little lover.  Without a thought I slipped my offending finger into
my mouth and sucked off the filth.

   "Oh!" she gasped as I murmured my approval at the earthy darkened taste
of her bodily waste.

   "That's so good," I said.  "Fuck child, even your shit tastes
wonderful."

   She giggled and reddened with embarrassment, then said, "You ate my
shit."

   "I ate it," I said, and started greasing up my rigid cock with copious
dollops of KY, "And now I'm going to fuck it."

   The way the child glared up at me almost scared me into inaction but the
things she said eschewed all doubt.  "Do it!" she dared me.  "Fuck my
fucking butt till I scream.  I want you all the way in my belly, fucking
all the way to my heart.  I'll cover you with my poop and make you cum in
my shit.  Do it!  Do it now!"

   Again, any intention of gentle tender lovemaking was shunted aside by
her demands for a screaming butt-fuck.  I poised my cock against her
shit-dimple, than pushed into her.  There was no resistance.  The child's
asshole fairly swallowed my cock whole.  Mind you, she did scream out in
pain and anguish, but it was a scream of encouragement.

   "Fuck yes, you child fucker!" she cried.  "Fuck my virgin ass like you
fucked my virgin pussy.  It's yours.  I'm yours!" And when I bottomed out
inside her newly raped asshole, she added in just as sharp, wailing tones,
"And your cock is mine!  Your heart is mine!  Say it, Uncle Maurice.  Say
it with your dick deep in my shitty butt."

   My heart felt like it was about to explode as I hovered above her small
body.  "I am all yours," I said as my breath exploded from my lungs.  "My
heart and soul and cock.  Even my fucking music.  And you are mine.  Every
part of you, every filthy drop of shit and piss and spit and blood.  Every
sweet sigh and cry for release.  It's all mine."

   With that I began buggering the beautiful little bitch-girl and she
began somehow grasping, squeezing, sucking and driving her anal muscles
against me.  Obviously in pain, but just as obviously craving more of the
rectal rape I was perpetrating on her constricting ass sheath.  We cried
each other's names.

   "It hurts!" she wept, but then immediately, demanded, "Don't stop. 
Never stop!" and clamped down on my bludgeoning cock as I let my passion
loose on her.

   "I'll never get enough of you, you little slut.  Yes, my little slut!" I
sobbed.

   "Ass fucker!" she retorted.

   "Piss drinker," I growled.

   "Shit eater," she answered.

   By now we were both crying real tears in response to her pain.  It was
love-making, but brutal love-making.  Somehow, our assfuck was becoming a
combination of confession and accusation.  As I plunged root deep into her
colon I groaned, "Masochistic baby cunt!"

   "Pedo!"

   "Fuck you, you nasty little shit feeder!"

   "Fuck you back, you rapist bastard," she cried.  And then the little
shit orgasmed.  Orgasmed and pissed on me at the same time.

   "You beautiful sloppy little cunt," I groaned, and proceeded to empty my
nuts up into her bowels.

   "I love you!" Vanessa crooned, ending out filthy litany of truisms.

   "I love you too," I panted, and tried to ease my softening cock from her
defiled poop-chute.  Instead she expelled me and covered both my cock and
her ass with a never-ending roll of little girl shit.

   "Oh fuck!  I'm cumming again," she exclaimed, proving she was a shit
slut, and making me fall even deeper in love with her at the same time.

   "Shit on me," I groaned in repleat completion, but still hungry for
whatever form of degradation this kind of love encompassed.  "Shit on both
of us.  I'll clean you up myself."

   I pulled back and watched this lovely little girl release her sphincter
on the bed clothes we had intended to sleep on.  The feces rolled out of
her as if it were a semi-liquid stream.  As it did, her orgasm built and
peaked and ebbed, even as the stinking, but somehow incredibly erotic, flow
of bodily waste came to a gradual end.

   "Oh fuck!" the child panted, "I never came like that, ever.  Never ever.
I never cum when I shit, but this was..." she paused in mid-pant and gazed
up at me with a kind of weepy adoration, "...wonderful."

   Then she paused, took several breaths and said, "Does this mean I'm
sick? like a pervert?  Am I crazy?"

   I looked down at the steaming pile of shit that lay on the bed between
us, then at my stinking shit covered cock and then into her big brown eyes.

   "I don't know what it means, darling.  But as long as its between you
and me, and it makes you cum so beautifully, it makes me want you even
more. Then I quickly straddled her face and said, "Now suck my shitty dick,
you sweet little whore."

   Her tender subservient gaze became an angry glare of hungry perversion.
"Fuck you, you wonderful son of a bitch!" and she grasped my dirty
semi-soft dick in her hot soft hands and stuck it, shit and all, into her
lovely mouth.  She gagged, but refused to release my dick.  I felt her
tongue rake off her own shit leaving and suck at the shit juice her tongue
missed.  My cock went hard and thick in her mouth again.  She glowered up
into my eyes and murmured an unintelligible but very concise, "Ummmm?" at
me.

   I stared down at her, loving the feel and the sight of the ten year old
nymphet feeing off my prick.

   "I love you so fucking much, Vanessa.  I never want to let you go.  I
don't think I can even let you go back to your mom after this.  I never
want to be apart from you.  I don't think I could bear it."

   "Mmmmm," she murmured in agreement, unwilling to release my feces
flavored penis from her mouth.  I looked behind me and saw she was
fingering her pussy again.

   "You want to fuck again?" I groaned.

   "Mmm-ummm," she answered.

   I understood, "Too sore?" I asked.

   "Umm-humm," she answered as she continued sucking at my cock and
masturbating herself at the same time.

   "You want me to fuck your hot little shit mouth while you get another
cum.

   "Umm-humm," she said, this time accentuating her response with a nod of
her head.

   "I'm going to cum in your mouth," I groaned as I braced my hands against
the wall at the head of the bed and began sawing my cock in and out of her
mouth, facefucking the child.  I was amazed that she accepted this without
qualm, complaint or even surprise.  She just seemed to submit, to relax and
open her mouth to me, letting me take my pleasure from her as she used her
fingers to bring herself off.  Must have been the result of having swingers
for parents.  Not much surprised her, and even if it did, she was able to
take it in stride.  For me, I had already been given free rein by Vanessa,
fucking, shitting, pissing, whatever it took to get me off, she was open to
it.  It almost made this oral violation tame in comparison.  Whatever the
case, little Vanessa's mouth felt warm and wet around my peter.  She
managed to suck me while I facefucked her and although I could have cum
almost any time after the first minute, I was determined to match my orgasm
with hers.  Suddenly she started jerking her pelvis against her fingers and
biting down on my cock, screaming without sound.  I grunted, "Cumming! 
Cumming in your sweet mouth.  Fucking your pretty face!" and I exploded a
series of greasy shots into the child's mouth.  If anything, she sucked
harder, vacuuming my semen from my balls like it was precious.  Hell, my
asshole puckered and I damned near blacked out again at the mercy of
Vanessa's inexorable jism hunger.  I cried.  I literally sobbed at the
pleasure she produced and demanded from me at the same time.  It really did
feel that even though I was facefucking the child, she was the one raping
my all-too-cooperative cock.

   Once done, both of us repleat and satiated.  I pushed back from her and
said, "For a little girl, you are the wildest fuck I've ever had."

   "Is that good?" she asked.

   "Better than good."

   "Am I still your slut?" she asked.

   "My slut, my angel, my madonna, my whore.  You are everything.  You may
be a little girl, but you are everything a woman should be, and probably
more."

   She tried to resituate herself amidst the shit cream we had elicited
from her during our assfuck.  "Did you mean it?  Did you mean it when you
said you couldn't let me go, not even to Mom and Chris?"

   I sat down beside her.  "I guess I did, sweetheart.  I have finally met
someone I would give up everything for if that's what it took to have you
with me."

   Vanessa smiled, somehow more mature than a woman twice her age.  "I
would never ask you to.  I just want to know if you meant what you said
while we fucked."

   "Every goddamn word," I admitted.  "The best and the worst.  It was all
true."

   "Me too," she sighed and leaned against me, the smiled mischievously,
"You also said you were going to clean up this mess."

   I looked at her, seeing a light in her eyes I had not glimpsed before.
"And I will," I said, then picked her up and sat her standing naked on the
floor.  I grabbed all the bedclothes at once and ripped them off the
bed,happy to see there were no stains on the mattress itself.  I then took
the bedclothes and carried them to the door and dumped them outside.  I
then reclosed and locked the door and walked to Vanessa and swept her up in
my arms, carrying her like a groom with a bride and stepped into the
walk-in shower.  I sat her down on her feet in the shower stall, stood
between her and the shower head and bent over to turn on the faucet,
testing the water to make sure it wasn't too hot or too cold.  As I did, I
got a real surprise.  That little angel of a twat, rammed two fingers right
up my asshole.

   I almost jerked away, but instead said, "What the fuck?" and stayed in
the submissive position.

   I felt the ten year old's fingers slide in and out of my asshole. 
"Mmmmm, you like that, Uncle Maurice.  You like to have your ass finger
fucked?"

   I closed my eyes in aberrant rapture.  "Yes I fucking like it," I said.
"But where did you learnt to do that, or any of this fucking stuff.  You
are the nastiest, filthiest, sweetest and most beautiful cunt I have ever
fucked.  And I know in my heart, I will never get enough of you."

   Vanessa giggled, "I learned this watching Momma.  She would fingerfuck a
guy's butthole, then use a strap-on to fuck his ass."

   "Oh," I crooned at the pleasure of my preteen lover's fingerfuck.  "Did
you see her do this with Chris."

   "Oh yeah, lots," she answered.  "And before she met Chris, sometimes she
would let me give her guys blow-jobs while they made out.  She never let
them fuck me though."

   Riding the nerve stimuli pleasure of her fingerfuck, leaning against the
bathroom wall I said.  "God Vanessa.  This feels so fucking good," then
asked.  "Did you want them too?  fuck you, I mean."

   "Sometimes," she said as she leaned against me and kissed my back, then
lowered her mouth to my butt-cheeks, and finally spreading my ass globes
apart as she replaced her fingers with her mouth.  She ate my ass for a few
seconds and by this time I simply accepted my prepubescent lover's
perverted progression as a natural sequence of events.  But then she pulled
her mouth from my asshole and said, "But I'm glad I didn't.  It couldn't
have been this good.  Nothing could be as good as this is with you."

   I smiled through my revery as Vanessa bent back to sucking out my
asshole.  "I'm glad you didn't too, but I still can't imagine you being
able to do so much with me.  I don't think I've met three women in my life
who could handle half of what we've shared, just in this one night."

   "And you never will," she said with the naive determination of the
innocent.  She pulled away and slapped my butt cheek, then said.  "Now kiss
me.  Taste your own ass in my mouth for a change."

   I turned and lifter her up to eye level and kissed her nasty mouth.  It
was nasty, an earthy shitty taste that made my dick attempt unsuccessfully
to regain some life.

   "I love you, Vanessa," I said for the umpteenth time.

   "I love you, Uncle Maurice," she said.

   Without further ado or sexplay I cleaned us both off in the warm shower
spray, using my mouth on her asshole to make sure it was thoroughly clean,
much as she had done mine.  We continued to share shitty kisses and loving
caresses.  Then when I announced, "I need to pee." Vanessa knelt before me
and drank from my urine fount without any suggestion she should or wished
to do otherwise.  When I was done, I asked, "How about you?  Can I drink
your pee to before we go to bed?"

   She just grinned and guided me down onto the floor of the bathroom where
she squatted over me and pissed her light-tasting little girl pee into my
mouth and down my throat.  when she had drained herself, she helped me
stand and best she could then reached up to put her arms around my neck and
pulled me down to kiss her again, sharing such a noxious concoction of
bodily secretions that would have caused most people to regurgitate, but
somehow, between us, it was a statement of love and shared desires.  If
anything, our mouths parted reluctantly.

   I sighed, "I know its wrong, but I love this shit." I said.

   "I don't care if its wrong, I love you," Vanessa declared.  "I'll share
this with you anytime you want it.  I'll shit for you, I'll fuck for you.
I'll even have your baby if that's what you want."

   Somehow, this child continued to be able to shock me.

   "You mean that?" I asked.  "You're only ten."

   "I don't care," she said.  "Do you?"

   This made me stand up straight.  I looked down into the ten year old's
wide vulnerable eyes.

   "I don't want to hurt you," I said.

   "You've already hurt me," she answered, standing naked and proud before
me, fondling my limp dick and eyeing it wistfully.  "You took my virginity,
fucked my butt and then you fucked my face.  It all hurt some.  Some more
than others.  And I want you to hurt me like that the rest of your life."

   "That's not what I mean," I said, stroking her long wet hair.  "I don't
want to ruin your life.  You are way too young to have anybody's baby."

   "People say I'm way too young to have anybody's cock too.  Do you think
I'm too young to fuck?"

   The child had me backing up and I realized I would not likely ever win
an argument with her about anything.  I told her the truth.  "I don't care
if you're too young.  If anyone but you told me I couldn't fuck you again,
I'd either kill them or lie to them.  The only one who could keep my dick
out of you is you.  You say no and I'm done.  Anybody else can screw
themselves."

   She smiled so brightly I thought the sun had come out.  She said, "And
you will screw me."

   "Exactly," I admitted.  "I can't stop fucking you on fear of heartbreak
and possibly death now that I've dipped my dick in your mouth, ass and
pussy."

   "So if I had your baby, you'd be good with that?"

   "I'd feel guilty as hell, but I would do everything in my power to make
sure you and any baby we might have are happy."

   "I thought so," Vanessa said with an air of smugness that threatened to
engulf us both.

   "Well, fuck then!" I said and lifted the little cunt-bitch-angel off the
floor and hugged and kissed her as she wrapped her legs around my waist and
pressed her newly opened cunt against me.  Once we had held the kiss till
we were both panting, I said archly, "Let's admit it.  You rule my ass. 
That's not right either, by the way.  I'm supposed to be the authority
figure here."

   Vanessa giggled and kissed me again, she started to rub her little cunt
against me but said "Ouch!" instead.

   "Sore, huh?" I asked.

   "Yes, no more sex-stuff till I say so, okay?"

   "Sounds right to me," I agreed.

   With that, I made sure we were both cleaned off, dried and buffed to a
warm glow, and then I tossed Vanessa's backpack on to the bed we had just
defiled.  We curled up naked together and slept through till morning.
   (to be continued)