{ASST} Willing_Gift {Mr_Ed} (Mg, interr, 1st, cons, anal, span) Disclaimer: This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or purpose other than to entertain. It should not be read by any minor, for it is not intended as an instructional manual in sex. If the idea of underage sex bothers you, do not read any further. Willing Gift by: Mr. Ed Bruce had noticed how Stephanie seemed to be hanging around close to him from the first time they met. Partly he knew the youngster was probably curious about his white skin, although she seemed to be unusually fair for a black skinned girl. Regardless, it was very flattering that she did, and he allowed himself to enjoy her presence. It was the afternoon of the third day in Jamaica that he was relaxing on the back veranda of the house, using the shade it offered and the slight breeze that came by every once in awhile to keep cool. That was when he noticed Stephanie going out to the little place beside the outhouse that they all used to bathe. Built mostly of boards, it did not provide the best level of privacy in the world, but when she removed her clothes it was outside of the shower stall in plain view from where he was sitting. She even glanced over at him showing her full front before she entered the shower stall, and showed her bare bum in so doing. Not bothering to close the cloth that hung over the entry door, she proceeded to bathe in plain view of his seat, and he found it was hard to look away. When she reached down to scrub her crotch, she was facing directly his way, and did it as he watched, even looking up to smile at him. As she rinsed herself off, she made sure she did a good job on her crotch in particular. Then she took up the towel she had carried there, dried herself off lightly, and wrapped it around herself before she headed towards his seat, and the house. "Maybe, if you're not busy, you could do my back for me tomorrow," she said as she passed beside him. Reaching out, he took hold of her arm to stop her. "That was a real privilege to see you while you were bathing, Stephanie. Thank you, and you are one very beautiful girl." "Thanks, Uncle Bruce," as he had become known. "Can I come back when I'm dressed?" "Would you, please do that?" he requested. The smile on her face said she'd be back soon. Less than ten minutes later, Stephanie rejoined him, taking a seat and pulling it over so she could be closer to him. She had dressed in a loose fitting top that had been cut off to expose her midriff, and a short skirt. As she sat down, Bruce had a clear look at the crotch of her panties underneath. "Please tell me you don't normally bathe so others can see you, Stephanie," he requested. "I never worry if it's just the people in the yard, Uncle Bruce, but am careful about others seeing me." "Well don't you think I should be one of those 'others' that you protect yourself from?" he asked. "No way!" she exclaimed. "You're living here for now, and besides which I've fallen in love with you. You can see or do anything you want to me." "Oh, my dear little sweetheart," he responded, taking her hand in his. "What a wonderful thing it is to hear you say that! Thank you!" "Well it's true," she said as she came over to sit on his lap. "I loved you from the first time I saw you!" "Got yourself some company, did you Uncle Bruce," said his wife as she approached. "Listen, let Stephanie keep you company for awhile. I'm going to walk up the road to see my brother living up there. You remember Gen, the one you met yesterday?" "One of the few that can talk so I can understand," he mentioned. "Say hello for me, and tell him I'll buy him a beer or something if we meet at the shop later." "He'd like that, Bruce," she replied. "Behave yourself, Stephanie. Later." When she had left, nobody else was in evidence by sound or sight in the yard. Suddenly he found himself alone with an eleven year old girl that had started puberty, and professed to love him. He gave her a smile, pulled her little face to him and kissed her on her lips. "That was because I am falling in love with you too, Stephanie," he told her. "Tell me what it's like living in foreign," she requested. Leaning back, Bruce started to tell her about things that were different in his home compared to living in Jamaica. She leaned over after the first little bit, accepted the support of his hand on her leg, and rested her head on his shoulder. Once in awhile she would ask a question about what he had told her, but mostly just sat there listening to his words while his hand caressed her outer thigh. Stephanie was slight for her age, and probably would end up rather tall for a girl. Compared to his six feet of height, she would always be short, but would get a little higher to his chin than most. When he happened to look down to watch her expression, he would invariably get a look at one, if not both of her little breasts, and went on with what he was describing. "You know what I'd like most of all, Uncle Bruce?" she asked. "What's that?" he questioned. "To go and live up there with you and Auntie Herman," she reported. (Auntie Herman was a pet name his wife had in Jamaica.) "You'd leave your Mom and Dad to move up there with us?" he questioned. "They'd like me to," she said. "They even got my papers so I could if you decided you liked me enough to take me." "Now this sounds like a conspiracy," he told her. "Is this something you have planned with your parents?" "They asked me if I'd like to, but never anything else," she replied. "Now that I met you, I'm glad I said that I would." "Wouldn't it be better for you to be trying to help Auntie Herman to get to know you better if that's the case?" he questioned. "You're the man to make that decision, and I love you the most," she reported. "We make decisions like that together," he told her. "A man and a woman must work together to make life the best it can be." "I talked to her yesterday, and she said it would be up to you," stated Stephanie. "Then we'll talk about it later," he told her. Things grew quiet for the next while, and Bruce continued to caress her leg, even to the point of going up under her skirt just a little. When she turned a little to shift position, he wrapped one arm around her midriff, and the other hand changed to caressing her inner thigh of the other leg. "I could stay like this forever," she told him quietly. "I shouldn't be touching you like this I suppose," he told her. "Please don't stop, Uncle Bruce," she requested. "This is wonderful!" "Even on the inside of your pretty leg?" he asked. She spread her legs open a little more. "Looks like you are being a bad girl," he said very quietly. "Nobody can see us out here," she whispered back to him. "You are being a bad girl," he confirmed. "How about I put you over my knees the other way and warm that little bum of yours?" "You could do that too," she said. "I know you are strong but I could bare it." "This crotch of yours should be for a much younger man," he told her as he caressed her panty crotch. "I don't love any younger man," she countered. "I love you!" Bruce slid his hand up from her midriff under her top, onto a bare breast, while he found the elastic of her panties, and pulled it off from covering her crotch. She turned her face up and kissed him as he fondled her gently. "This could put me in jail," he told her. "Not for me," she said. "I'd lie to protect you." "You are beautiful," he confirmed. "If I can have anything to do with it, you will be going back with us," he told her. "This is too sweet to give up any chance of doing to you." "Rub there just a little more," she pleaded. "I'm going to come!" Seconds later, Stephanie was in the midst of a climax at his hands. That night the matter of Stephanie was talked about, and he agreed that if all her papers were in order, he'd get a plane ticket for her to travel with back to Canada with them. Then they took the time to make love, and he worried about how loud she was as it took place. His wife had always enjoyed good sex with him, and she seemed to really accept it this time as if it was extra special. Two days later, Stephanie wanted to show him something. She had been like a shadow before, but now she stuck by him and even waited at the outhouse door for him while he used the pit toilet. Now she was his guide, a reversal of their usual roles. Bruce was enjoying the trip for it was into the brush she was taking him, and his first time away from the community where they were staying. Regardless of his guide knowing where they were going, he still utilized his skills to mark their trail so he could always retrace his steps if he had to. Finally they emerged at the side of a cliff. Down below was the community they had left awhile ago, and he could clearly see the house, and even the miniature people moving about the yard, one of them being his wife. The view was spectacular and they could overlook miles of hills and trees miles into the distance. Having such a view was enough to justify all the expenses he had incurred by coming to Jamaica. It was a beautiful country, and so were the people he had already met. "When you've seen enough, Uncle Bruce, there's something more to show you," offered Stephanie as she clung to his arm. Her little leg was pressed tight to his. "Maybe we better go now, for I don't think I'd ever get tired of such a grand view," he told her. "After we see what you've got to show me, I just might want to come back here." "Sure, Uncle Bruce," she agreed as she placed her arm around his waist. "Since we are so far away from everybody, when we get somewhere further in, I'm going to give my little girl a giant hug and a few kisses," he told her. "Best news of the day," she responded, accepting his arm around her shoulders. "The place I want to show you isn't far, and very private," she reported. "You're really getting close to me now, Stephanie," he said. "I just might want to touch you like I did a few days ago." "I wanted to show you up here so you could do that as much as you want, Uncle Bruce," she explained. "It's really private, and if you did want to spank me, nobody would hear me no matter how much I cried." "I have no desire to spank my little Stephanie's bum," he said. "I might just give it a kiss though. Thank you for telling me each day when you are going to bathe so I can watch you. I enjoy seeing you naked." "That's why I brought you up here," she said. "There's the empty house, and you can see all you want for a long time today." Too surprised to say anything, he was led to and into the empty house. It was not totally empty, however, for there in one corner was a bed, the mattress turned up against the wall near where the frame lay. Stephanie pulled away from him, went and pulled the mattress down onto the base, and he helped her straighten it out. Then she stripped off her clothes right in front of him. "There's nobody around for miles and miles, Uncle Bruce," she said. "You can rape me, spank me, touch me, or do anything you want to me, and only you and I will ever know! I swear I'll never tell anyone, Uncle Bruce!" "To have sex with a young girl of your age would be a dream come true for me, Stephanie," he admitted to her. "It's a pretty serious step for you especially." "It's okay, Uncle Bruce," she assured him. "I know this time will hurt, and that's okay too. I want to have sex with you!" "That makes me the luckiest man alive," he told her as he went over to her beside the bed. "Let me get undressed so we can be seeing each other." Bruce undressed, setting his clothes over the bed foot, taking off each piece in turn until he finally revealed his erect penis that he would use to rape this eleven year old girl. When he turned to let her see, she knelt down on the floor and took it into her hand, and then into her mouth. The naked eleven year old gave him a full and complete blow job right there beside the bed, and swallowed his entire discharge when he climaxed. For the next half an hour, Stephanie lay on the bed, had her bum caressed, kissed, spread open and her asshole felt up by his finger going all the way up inside her. Then it was over onto her back for his exploration of her front, with no hesitation when he wanted to look up inside of her. His finger going in behind her hymen gave her a climax that she enjoyed better than any before. She was fully ready when he brought his penis to her opening, and used it to remove her virginity. With a whimper, she lost it, and lay with him deep inside her while she recovered from the burning sensation she felt. When the burning had eased, she then was made to cry out time and time again, for he spent nearly five minutes inside her cunt, raping her without restraint. She had been claimed and belonged to him, and was happy for it to be so. "You might not enjoy the next part quite as much, Stephanie," he warned her while they lay side by side recovering from the rape. "I've liked everything up to now," she pointed out. "The next thing I'm going to do to you, is claim your little baby ass as mine," he explained. "I'm going to rape you in your ass, sweetheart." "Is that going to hurt?" she asked. "Very likely," he admitted. "The more open you keep it, the easier it is going to be for you." "So I should push out like when I'm have a do-do," she suggested. "It would certainly help, sweetheart," he confirmed. "I'll get you up on your knees, and bent over so your butt is up in the air. Then I'll go in the front hole, get wet from it, and then push it into your asshole." "You think it will fit?" she asked. "You're pretty big!" "I'm sorry, but I'm going to make it fit, even if it hurts you," he told her. "I may never get another chance to rape a sweet little girl like you, so I'm going to force you if I have to." "You won't have to force me, Uncle Bruce," she promised. "I told you anything, and that's what I meant, even if it hurts." "There's one more part that you certainly won't like," he told her. "When I have your sweet little bare bum up in the air, I'm going to get you excited by giving you a spanking. Some of the times the spanking will be on your bum, and others on your sweet little cunt." "Nobody will hear me crying, Uncle Bruce, so do it as hard as you want." "Okay, my little sweetheart, it's time now. Up on your knees, bend forward until your breasts are on the mattress, and feel what it's like to get a real spanking and a raped asshole." Stephanie did get up as instructed, but found the spanking was nothing near what he had suggested. When his fingers hit her vulva, it did sting enough for her to cry out, but it could have hurt a lot more. Then he shoved his penis back up into her cunt, and that was good. She climaxed quickly, and after she wet his cock more, it came out and slipped into her asshole easily. Pushing out did make it easier, and Stephanie found she liked the feeling of his cock up her ass...it made her feel totally sexy! Even when he pushed her down flat on the bed with his weight, it was not too bad, and she was aware of his seed filling her rectum. When it was pulled out two minutes later, she felt the loss of it, for she liked how it had been. "You told me it would be so much worse than that," she reported. "It prepared you and made you co-operate with me so it wouldn't be as bad as I said. Instead I think you rather enjoyed it." "Even the spanking," she reported. "A real spanking on my cunt would hurt, but you never did give me a real spanking." "How could I do that to my little princess?" he asked. "I do love you, Stephanie. No matter how bad I've been in taking advantage of you, I do love you!" "I knew that before, but know it better now, Uncle Bruce. I know I sure love you with all my heart!" "As much as I never want this to end, we need to get dressed and back to the house," he advised her. "I hate that idea, but know you are right, Uncle Bruce," she agreed. They were not to get another time together like that until they were in Canada, and even then it was nearly a month after they arrived. Stephanie had settled in rather well, but was still learning a lot as the days rolled by. Happy? There was almost no doubt about that, other than the few minutes it took to say goodbye to her parents at the airport. She certainly knew she was better off than she had been in Jamaica.