Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Little Girl Hostage By Perry Jones Introduction: The little girl was picked up. She felt light and protected in Robert's strong arms as he scooped her up from the couch and headed down the hallway towards his own bedroom. "How old are you, baby?" Heather didn't answer him until the man had laid her out on his wide bed and was pulling her tight panties down over her wiggling thighs. "I'm ... twelve ... I'm twelve years old," she said. Chapter One The pretty little girl sat in the middle of the large bed and she felt so alone and defenseless in the gathering darkness. The window was open and the cooling desert breeze blew across her naked thighs, she leaned forward and tried to cover them with the skimpy nightgown that she wore. Thoughts and memories began to flash across Heather Earl's mind and the little twelve-year-old shuddered when she thought of how she came to be sitting in a strange bedroom in the middle of the desert. "Shhhhhhhh, Murray, Heather might hear us!" Heather could still hear her Aunt Mary's giggling voice coming from the living room. The little girl felt that funny stirring sensation between her thighs again when she remembered what her aunt and that man had been doing. For the past few weeks she had been peeking in on Mary and Murray whenever the man came to visit. "Ohhhhh, Murray, honey, you know that I don't like that," Mary had whispered. But Heather could remember how coy and silly looking her pretty, dark haired aunt had looked when she pretended to resist as Murray pressed her hand down on his hard, upright penis! Like all the other times, Mary protested and simpered but all the time that she was doing that she had pumped her hand up and down the man's big prick. Heather felt the naked, plump lips of her little pussy grow warm and hot when she remembered how funny she felt when she stared at Murray's thick, glistening thing. While Aunt Mary played with him, the man would undo the front of her blouse and play with her firm, red-tipped titties. The tingling sensation in her hairless pussy grew stronger and the little girl slipped her hand under her lifted thighs and pressed her fingertips against it. Heather was faintly surprised when she realized that the crotch of her frilly panties was wet. Warm drops of sticky fluid were oozing out of her there. The little girl remembered that that happened every time that she thought about the things that she'd seen Mary and Murray doing and without knowing why, assumed that they were connected. "We shouldn't do it. It's not right." The memory of Mary's faint protest rang in the pretty little blonde's mind and her pulse rate speeded up when she thought about the way that Murray had looked when he was naked and pushing her aunt back on the couch, his big thing swaying and jerking like a snake as he slipped in between her thighs and poked himself into her. "Awwwuuuuugggghhhhhh! Murray, babyyyyyyy!" Aunt Mary moaned and wiggled and bounced under him, helping him get all of his long thing into her. The little girl pressed one of her fingers into the soft, wet center of her baby sex and made a tiny gasping sound as the pleasure welled up inside of her. Then, the tiny smile that had been twitching at the corners of her mouth faded and Heather found herself thinking about that other thing. Little shivers of fear and worry rattled through her when Heather forced herself to remember. The front door to the house had suddenly banged open and three men jumped into the room. Murray was on top Aunt Mary but when he saw them he pulled free and jumped to his feet. Every moment of it was engraved in her mind and the little girl felt tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as the terrible scene plaid again and again in her head. "Hey, how's things Murray? We've been lookin' for you all over town." The leader of the three was doing all the talking and as he did he pulled out a big, scary looking gun and pointed it at Murray. Heather remembered seeing her aunt sit up on the couch, trying to cover her naked body with her hands as she stared fixedly at the gun that the first man held. "We have a message, for you, Murray. I guess you know what it is?" "Awww, Nicky," Murray had said, his voice sounded tight and high. "You guys wouldn't do that would you? I mean it was such a little thing. You wouldn't mess me up over something that small!!" Heather felt a funny, twisting sensation in her tummy when she remembered the way that the big man had smiled then laughed softly at Murray's attempts to talk to him. "It was twenty thou, Murray. I don't call that little. Besides the message would be the same if it was twenty cents. We can't let little assholes like you take us! It's bad for our image. " Murray was going to say something else but he never got the chance. Heather winced and hugged her drawn up knees when she remembered the awful roar the gun made in the living room. In her mind's eye the little girl could see the naked man spun around by the impact of the bullet and she could see the dark red blood pumping out of a black hole in his chest as he fell on a screaming Aunt Mary! After that it had been so confusing, in falling, Murray had hit the lamp and the room was plunged into darkness. Someone yelled and a gun went off, Heather could see the brilliant flash in the darkness and hear some glass shattering as it fell out of the window frame. "God damn!! Let's get the hell out of here!!" Someone shouted in the darkness and Heather had heard the crash and thud of feet as the men ran out of the house. "Baby, where are you baby?" Aunt Mary had called again and again as she stumbled through the darkness and into her room. The little girl's memory was a blur after that, she remembered getting dressed and grabbing some clothes and slamming them into a bag. She could remember her Aunt sobbing with fear as she hurriedly washed the blood from her naked body and then dressed. "Hurry, oh dear God, hurry, Heather. We have to get out of here before they come back and get us. Hurry!!!" They had scurried out of the house and into the car. Mary drove aimlessly for a while then she straightened up and turned the car around and drove straight out into the desert. Even now, almost two hundred miles away the little girl was afraid. What if those men found them? What if they found out where they had gone and followed? "Mike, please!! We have to stay here. You don't know them. They'll kill both of us! I'm sure of it. Please, let us stay. I ... I'll do anything you ask if you'll help us, any thing!!" Heather could remember the pink embarrassed look on her aunt's face when she begged the tall, sunburned owner of the house to hide them. Heather thought about Mike Wilson for a few moments. Aunt Mary had told her that she knew the man a few years ago and from the way that she talked about him the little girl gathered that she really didn't like him much. Finally Mr. Wilson agreed to take them in. He'd taken their car off someplace to hide it and then came back and made dinner for them. In spite of the recurring fear that tormented her the little girl was comfortable. Mr. Wilson had a nice, large house with thick walls and it backed up against a tall cliff in the rear. The house was air conditioned and roomy, it was a nice place to hide. For a few moments Heather sat remembering the terrible, frightening things that had happened but the muffled sound of voices in the next room finally caught and held her attention. The little girl could hear a troubled, protesting sound in her aunt's voice and noiselessly got to her feet and crossed the carpeted floor to the slotted vent where she heard the voices. Bending down the pretty blond child found that she could see through the slots into the bedroom on the other side of the wall. Mike Wilson was standing beside the bed where her aunt was sitting. "Please, Mike, not tonight ... I had a terrible time getting here and I'm so nervous and tired. I ... I can't ... not tonight." Heather had a clear view of the room, a table lamp was burning and she could see every detail. The little girl could even see the strange, burning look in her aunt's large, dark eyes. The tall, lean desert man ignored her aunt and began to strip. A sharp thrill danced along the little girl's nerve endings once she understood. They were going to do it! Mike Wilson was going to fuck her aunt, just the way that Murray always did! The man wore nothing but his tight underwear when he stepped closer to the bed. Heather could see her aunt shiver as she stared at the long, thick bulge in the front of his white shorts. "Come on, Mary," Mike said in a deep voice. "You were the one who made the offer. Don't try to welch on me now!" Mary's face was a deep, burning red when she looked up into the man's eyes. Heather watched eagerly as the stiffness melted out of her aunt's frame and the pretty woman's eyes dropped back to the man's groin. Mike reached out and caught Mary by the shoulder. She didn't resist or say a word as he pulled her forward until her red lips were pressed against the outline of his cock. "I seem to remember that you always were a little hard to get started, honey," Mike murmured as he pressed himself against her lips. "But I also remember that it was worth the wait when you finally did get it on." His thick fingers traced little circles on the soft flesh of her aunt neck and Heather shivered as if she could feel his touch. "Oooooooo, you make me do such nasty ... things," Mary sighed as she melted up against the man. Heather could see her aunt's firm, up thrust breasts pressing against the man's legs, her smooth arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him close as she kissed the covered mound of his big prick. "But you're the only one I could go to. I didn't have any choice. I had to come here." As she whispered and kissed at him Mary's fingers slipped under the wide elastic of Mike's shorts and began to slowly pull them down. Heather shivered when her tight little pussy began to pulse and grow warm. That funny, tingling sensation was back again and this time it was even more intense. The little girl didn't hesitate, she slipped her hand inside of her panties and her tiny forefinger was working between the wet, plump folds of her baby pussy when the shorts fell to the floor and her aunt began to plant moist, lingering kisses on the wet, dark-red knob of Mike Wilson's long, scary looking cock! Heather shivered and she nibbled at her full bottom lip as she stared in amazement at her aunt. The little girl remembered how Mary had refused when Murray asked her to do that now, here she was kissing and licking at Mike without a word of protest! The little girl watched as her aunt's pulpy lips worked back and forth over the thick crown of the man's big thing. She could even see the flesh of her lips clinging and dragging over the swollen slit in the tip, being greased by the drops of clear fluid that seeped out. Deep inside of her the blond felt her muscles pulling and twisting in her virgin pussy and she had to clench her teeth hard to keep from making a sound. Leaning over, Mike unzipped Mary's dress and pulled the loosened garment down over her shoulders. The pretty woman moaned softly and whispered something while she allowed the man to unsnap her bra and free her large, firm breasts. Mary helped as much as she could but she was holding the thick shaft of the cock with one hand while she cupped Mike's big, hairy balls with the other. Suddenly her aunt slipped to her knees on the floor, her red lips engulfed the head of Mike's cock and she began to suck on it! Heather moaned softly and rubbed herself faster, she could feel a tiny nubbin of flesh at the top of her baby cunt and found that if she rubbed it directly it felt soooo nice! The little girl could hear the wet, gulping sounds that her aunt was making as she sucked on the man's thing. She was using both of her hands to jerk and tug her clothes down over her hips and to her knees, she was keeping her balance by holding firm to Mike's cock with her tightly pursed lips. Heather felt so funny! The pretty child pulled her own panties down to her knees so that she could move her hand freely, she loved the thrills that raced through her as she eagerly fingered her dripping little pussy, rolling the slick folds back and forth as she flicked and pressed at that little button of flesh. "Aggghhhhhhh," Mike sighed happily. "You are a good cocksucker, Mary! You'd be one of the best pieces of ass around if you'd only drop that phony 'virgin' act of yours." Aunt Mary groaned but she didn't pull her reddened lips away from the fat dong, in fact she dipped her head and managed to swallow another two fat inches of the long prick. Heather watched with amazement as her aunt's free hand drifted down between her smooth thighs and began to press the dark, hair-covered mound of her sex. The pretty little girl felt an extra special gush of pleasure in her own tiny cunt when she watched her aunt's long finger disappear to the knuckle into her hole. Mary's firm ass cheeks trembled and she began to make tiny, jerking movements against the finger while she avidly and noisily sucked on Mike's hard, glistening erection. She couldn't resist the temptation, Heather wet her own finger in the goo that was squirting out of her and pressed it into the tight, unopened throat of her baby vagina. The little blonde swallowed a whimper that rose up in her throat and clenched her own apple-smooth buttocks as she forced the finger deeper inside of herself. "That's enough," Mike was groaning as he pulled Aunt Mary's clinging, siphoning lips away from his cock. Heather stared at the long, saliva-coated spear of flesh and wondered what it would taste like, what it would feel like if he would let her suck on it too? "I'll fuck your mouth some other time, baby." The sunburned man grunted as he pulled Mary to her feet and helped her kick free of the wrinkled mess of her clothing. "But right now I want to see if that cunt of yours is still as tight and hot as it used to be." It was getting harder and harder to breathe. Heather was bouncing up and down on her smooth knees, helping herself jam her finger into the clenched muscles of her virgin cunt and at the same time rubbing the base of her knuckle against her baby clitoris. Something was going to happen. She could feel it inside of her but in spite of the fear that she felt she continued as she watched her lovely, naked aunt fall back on the bed, pulling her rounded thighs wide as she did. "Ohhhhh, hurry, baby, hurry," Mary whimpered when Mike positioned himself between her splayed thighs. Some of Mary's frantic excitement transmitted itself to Heather and the little girl found herself licking at the open oval of her lips and frigging herself wildly as she watched. The brunette's hands moved down between her silky thighs. The fingers of one hand spread the hair fringed lips of her vulva wide. Heather could see the flushed, red color of her wet inner lips and the other hand found and curled around Mike's long, slippery cock. The lovely woman groaned and lifted her bottom, trying to push the glistening head of the cock into her. "Ooooooo my," the little girl whispered to herself. "It feels better and better!" Heather ignored the stinging little pains that she felt to press her finger deeper inside of herself. She felt the resistance of her taut hymen but still didn't stop the delightful pressure. The half naked child shivered and greedily watched every detail of what was happening in the adjoining room as she excited herself. "Huuuuunnnnnnnnnhhhhhh," Mary groaned happily as the long, white pole of Mike's cock sank into her. Heather could see the tight looking ring of her aunt's pussy drawn tight around the thickening base of the cock and shuddered as she imagined what it would feel like to let the man do that to her? "Awwwwuuuuuggggghhhhh, you feel good, darling," Mary whimpered as Mike filled her to the hilt. "Give it to me. You know how I like it. Give it to me!!" Mary's shapely thighs drew back, opening herself to him and her hands turned into claws as they gripped his lean ass cheeks and tried to force him deeper into her. Her pussy lips clung tightly to his shaft embracing him fully. Heather felt a funny, tearing feeling inside of herself then there was a short, powerful pain but the pain died in the instant that her finger slipped into the tight, rippling grip of her baby vagina! The little girl gasped and shuddered as she worked her finger around and around touching herself where she'd never been touched before. Her knuckle was rubbing directly against her baby clit and each time that she popped the finger deep inside of herself a breathless whine of surprise would gush out of her. Dull, slapping sounds were coming from the other room as the gasping, wiggling little girl forced herself to watch as the tall man thrust and rammed himself at her groaning, whimpering aunt. She'd never been so close before, she'd never been able to see when Murray's hard thing went into the open maw of her aunt's cunt. Heather watched as the thick column of white flesh sank into the red wetness and heard Mary's groans of pleasure and watched as she shook the firm cheeks of her flattened buttocks. Heather could see the same oily juice that was running out of her gushing out of her aunt's stretched cunt and shuddered with uneasy excitement as it trickled down between her wobbling cheeks and made the clenched brown ring of her anus glitter as it jerked up and down. "Oggghhhhhhhh, harder, Mike! Please, baby, ram it up me until I scream!!!" Aunt Mary's voice sounded raw and strained and the vibrations that it set off in Heather's ear made the little girl want to scream with excitement!! Unnngggggghhhhhh, goodness ... what's happening to me? Heather felt it coming on. The pretty child shivered and instinct told her to work her finger even faster in the wet, tight grip of her tiny cunt. Suddenly the flesh at the back of her neck began to crawl, her blue eyes widened and she was forced to bite hard at the tip of her tongue when the waves of her first climax swam up her spine and exploded deep in her brain! "Auuuugggghhhhh," the startled little girl screamed to herself. It feels sooooo gooooood!! She was rocking and bouncing on her knees, her belly fluttered and she squirmed her sharp little pelvis down against the finger as wave after wave of delicious, rainbow-colored jolts of pleasure filled her wiggling little body. "Aaaaaaaaiiiieeeee.!" "Aaaaggghhhiiieee!!!" For a moment Heather thought that she had lost control of herself and screamed but then the sound came again and she realized that it was Mary. The lovely woman was shuddering and bucking under Mike Wilson, her eyes shut tight and her mouth hung open as her red tongue protruded and waggled in the air. Aunt Mary was having the same feeling, the same wonderful, delightful feelings that Heather had and the little girl suddenly felt closer to her pretty aunt, she felt a new, stronger bond between them. "Ohhhhhh, yessss!!! Cum!! Fill me up with your cum," Mary squealed as she vibrated and shook under the assault of the big prick. Heather saw the thick, white goo gushing out of her aunt's pussy and without knowing what it was she realized that she wanted it too!! To Be Continued