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 The following story is a work of fiction.  Its contents are of a
graphically sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts
between underage partners.  Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead
is purely coincidental.  This story is intended for ADULTS only.  If you
are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you
are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.

   Quickie - by The StoryMaster

   It had been just a very few minutes since he'd given her the date rape
drug that he'd gotten from a friend.  It worried him a little, since all
the dosages were intended for adults, and while he watched in suspense, his
friend's eleven year old daughter, Adrian, toppled over onto her side on
the livingroom sofa.  Quickly Bill got up from his chair and went to the
young girl.  Placing a finger on Adrian's neck over her carotid artery, he
checked the young girl's pulse.  It was slow and a little thready, but he
thought she would be alright.  Bill watched the young girl's flat chest
rise and fall slowly and evenly.

   "Well, she's breathing OK," he thought with relief.  "I guess it's now
or never." Taking the little girl's ankles in his hands, Bill swung
Adrian's legs around onto the couch.  While he kept a close eye on her face
for any signs of awareness, Bill went right to work unbuckling her belt and
unbuttoning her jeans.  How he was ever going to manage to get those tight
designer style jeans down over the little girl's hips, Bill didn't know,
but her certainly intended to try.

   Adrian Phillips had a marvelously well developed figure for a girl so
young, with the exception of her breasts.  Bill had seen the young girl in
a bathing suit on a few occasions and had noted her ever so tiny budding
bumps beneath the smooth Lycra of her swim suit.  Based upon the fact that
her mother had rather small breasts as well, Bill decided that Adrian would
be a late bloomer in that area and would never be large in the chest.  The
rest of her, however, was a picture perfect example of a miniature female,
and Bill had lusted after her for many years.

   The button of the little girl's jeans was giving Bill trouble. 
"Dammit!" he cursed.  Suddenly the little girl stirred on the couch.  Bill
literally jumped back, his heart pounding furiously.  Adrian turned her
head toward the back of the sofa then back to face him.  "God she was
gorgeous," Bill thought, hoping against hopes that she wouldn't awaken.

   He only had about two hours before his wife got home.  He had to have
Adrian safely tucked into the guest room bed for a "nap" by that time.  The
effects of the drug was supposed to wear off in four to six hours according
to his friend, so Bill needed to get busy.

   Finally, after what seemed like hours, the little girl took a slow deep
breath and lay still.  Immediately Bill went back to work on the obstinate
button.  He could feel Adrian's nubile warmth against the backs of his
fingers.  His heart rate increased dramatically, and his mouth was dry as
parchment.  At last the button let go.  As Bill slowly unzipped the zipper
of Adrian's jeans, he saw a small area of smooth, milky white skin and the
thin lacy waist band of her "little girl" panties.  Casting caution to the
wind, Bill began to tug hard at the tight denim that separated him from his
dreams.  The drug had the little girl completely in its grip, and in spite
of Bill's none to gentle efforts with her pants, Adrian never stirred a
muscle.  Bill barely even noticed the young girl's body as he worked on the
stubborn denim.  When at last, he tugged the legs of Adrian's jeans off
over first one small foot and then the other, Bill was able to sit back on
his haunches beside the sofa and survey his prize.

   As much as Bill would have liked to simply gaze down at the lovely
little girl, taking in every curve and hill and valley, he knew he must
hurry.  It seemed such a shame, though.  Bill would later wish he'd taken
the time to form a few lasting mental images of Adrian.  An opportunity
like this would likely never come again.

   Adrian had only been left with him at the last minute as a result of an
emergency at the hospital where her single mother worked.  Bill had been
only too happy to look after the young girl for the day and possibly for
the night as well, depending on how things went at the hospital.  Adrian
and Bill got along OK, although the little girl was a bit aloof most of the
time as any young girl her age would be around a friend of her mother's. 
Bill's wife had conveniently driven into town to do some shopping, leaving
him alone with his dream girl.  Hoping that such an occasion might arise at
some point, Bill had procured a small quantity of Rohypnol, the popular
date rape drug, and as soon as his wife pulled out of the driveway, Bill
had offered his young charge a cherry coke.  She'd gladly accepted,
drinking it down quickly.

   Now, here she was.  The lovely Adrian Phillips lay unconscious on his
couch, her nubile young body at his disposal.  Wasting no time, Bill took
hold of the tail of Adrian's cotton tank top and tugged it up under her
arms, exposing her little training bra.  He slipped his fingers under the
small elastic garment and pulled it up to join her tank top.  Bill's mouth
watered as he looked down at Adrian's two tiny developing cones, topped
with shiny satin pink nipples.  He wanted very much to lick them, but felt
the need to move on.

   Taking a seat on the edge of the couch at the young girl's knees, Bill
paused briefly to stare at the enticing bulge beneath white cotton between
Adrian's shapely little legs.  Unable to resist, Bill scooted back on the
couch, leaned down and kissed the young girl on that delightful mound. 
Bill's heart skipped a beat as he felt the resilience of the hidden delight
beneath the soft cotton against his lips.  When Adrian didn't stir, Bill
pressed his lips a little harder to the tangy scented cotton, and nibbled
tentatively at Adrian with his lips.  In an instinctive reaction, the
little girl's hips jerked suddenly, startling Bill.  He sat up quickly, but
saw no signs that she might be regaining consciousness.

   Holding his breath, Bill reached out with two trembling hands and
carefully hooked his thumbs under the narrow lace band at the waist of
Adrian's panties.  In one swift move, Bill then stripped the little girl's
panties down her legs and off over her feet, exposing her loveliness to his
hungry gaze.

   "Oh, my goodness, Adrian," Bill muttered breathlessly as his eyes locked
onto the most perfect little pussy one could imagine.  As the bulge in her
panties had hinted, Adrian was indeed lovely.  She had wide, full labia and
a prominent pubic mound.  "I've gotta taste you, baby," Bill said softly as
he gazed in wonder at those two fleshy, utterly hairless lips.  Scooting
his butt back toward the opposite end of the couch Bill leaned down over
the young girl.  Taking Adrian by the ankle of the leg farthest from the
back of the couch, Bill slowly spread her open.  He then carefully laid the
young girl's left leg over his right shoulder as he brought his face
between her inner thighs.  Moving closer still, Bill paused when his lips
were only inches from Adrian's sweet flesh.  He noted that even though her
legs were spread, Adrian's virginal lips were still closed to him.  No
inner flesh showed between her smooth, puffy labia majora.  Bill then
inhaled a deep draft of Adrian's nubile scent.  "Mmmm.  My little girl
needs a bath," Bill whispered from between Adrian's thighs as her pungent,
pre-teen scent filled his head.  He loved the smell, the stronger the
better.  "Let's see how you taste, honey," Bill whispered, his lips only
centimeters from Adrian's most private flesh.

   Bill made his move.  After softly kissing first one firm inner thigh,
then the other, he waited for a reaction.  When Adrian didn't move, Bill
tilted his head slightly to one side and kissed her pussy lips as though
they were the lips of her mouth.  The little girl didn't stir at all, but
continued to doze, her breathing slow and regular.  Bill kissed her again,
reveling in the feel of the soft yet resilient flesh against his lips.  Her
scent was breathtaking.  No reaction whatsoever.  Bill silently thanked his
lucky stars for his good fortune.  He would have to remember to thank his
friend for the wonderful drug he'd provided, enabling him to fulfill a long
time dream.  After a brief moment of reflection, Bill slid his hands
beneath the young girl's warm little behind.  Lifting slowly with his arms,
Bill raised the sleeping young girl up to his waiting mouth.  Slipping his
tongue into the slit between the two puffy mounds of soft flesh, Bill
tasted Adrian Phillips for the first time with one long slow lick.  The
young girl's hips rolled slightly in his hands as Bill took a second taste.
He lingered longer in Adrian's tasty trench the second time, feeling the
little girl's tiny inner labia slip beneath the tip of his exploring
tongue. As Bill moved the tip of his tongue up toward the juncture of those
tiny lips, he felt the muscles in Adrian's little bottom flex in his hands.
The little eleven year old's entire body jerked quite violently when at
last Bill's probing tongue pushed aside the tiny shroud and found her
clitoris.  Opening his eyes, Bill peered over Adrian's flat tummy.  Seeing
that the sweet child was still unconscious, Bill realized that her
reactions were reflexive only.  Adrian's nubile young body was reacting
instinctively to his oral attentions.  Bill was in heaven as he began to
suck at Adrian's vaginal opening, probing her carefully with his tongue
from time to time.  Bill buried his mouth and nose in Adrian's pussy, her
salty, tangy taste and pungent odor filling his world and making his head
spin.

   Bill wished he had more time to feast between Adrian's thighs, but
unfortunately that was not the case.  Reluctantly, after two long, slow
licks where Bill's tongue covered Adrian's entire pussy, he pushed himself
away from her and sat up.  As he rose from the sofa, Bill had a hard time
tearing his eyes away from Adrian as she lay there on the couch, legs
spread, her little pussy glistening with his saliva.  Bill left the room
and made his way to the downstairs bathroom.  He had to rummage around a
bit in the various cabinets and drawers, but at last he found what he was
looking for.

   Returning to the living room, Bill saw that Adrian lay as he'd left her,
legs still spread slightly.  "Let's see," he thought.  "How best to go
about moving her." Bill set the jar of Vaseline on the coffee table then
bent over the sleeping young girl.  Thanking his good fortune that he had
purchased such a nice deep sofa Bill took Adrian under her knees and
carefully pulled her hips around so that her little bottom perched on the
very edge of the plush sofa.  He was about to roll Adrian over when he had
a another thought.  Bill grabbed one of the pillows resting against the
arms of the sofa and laid it on the cushion next to Adrian's right hip.  It
took a bit of effort, but at last Bill managed to roll his young charge
over so that she lay face down on the seat of the couch.  The pillow Bill
had placed next to Adrian's hip was now under her tummy and hips.  Her legs
hung down off the edge of the seat, her knees not quite touching the floor.


   Bill stepped back to survey his work.  Satisfied with Adrian's position,
Bill began to unbuckle his pants.  While he did, he gazed down at the young
girl's shapely little bottom.  "What marvelously round little buns she
has," Bill thought as he dropped his trousers to the floor and stepped out
of them.  He had always admired Adrian's little butt, shapely hips and
wasp-like waist.  "She would definitely turn some heads in a very few
years," Bill thought as he tugged his jockey shorts off, allowing his fully
erect cock to stand out in front of him, pointing the way.

   Unbeknownst to the slumbering young girl, she had turned Bill's head
years ago.  This afternoon was the culmination of years of erotic daydreams
on Bill's part.  Many a night he had stroked his cock, imagining himself
with the little blond.  And now...

   Bill opened the jar of Vaseline then knelt on the carpet next to
Adrian's little butt.  Bill fully intended to have Adrian that very
afternoon, but was afraid he be caught if he popped her cherry.  He was
also afraid that Adrian might not be able to handle him vaginally.  Having
read several articles in various news groups on the Internet, Bill had
decided awhile ago that given the chance, he would take the little blond
anally.  With the exception of some discomfort, a period of loose stools,
and perhaps a bit of spotting in her panties, Adrian should bear no
evidence of his "visit".

   Everything was set.  Bill took a deep breath and pressed his index
finger into the cool greasy Vaseline.  Taking a healthy dollop on his
finger, Bill set the jar on the table and turned to Adrian's behind.  Bill
then carefully spread the young girl's firm cheeks with the fingers of his
free hand.  Bill found himself praying, not for the last time, that this
Rohypnol drug really worked as well as he'd been told as he moved his
finger slowly toward Adrian's brown puckered little anus.  He felt the
little girl flex her cheeks when he touched his lubricated finger to her
tightly closed opening.  With the words, "Where no man has gone before,"
echoing in his head, Bill pushed his slippery finger into the hot confines
of Adrian Phillips' virgin anal passage.

   As expected, the little girl was marvelously tight.  As Bill pushed
harder, he felt Adrian clamp down on his finger with her strong muscles. 
At the same time, the little eleven year old arched her back, unconsciously
pushing her little butt upward in an attempt to escape Bill's probing. 
Bill was forced to shift his free hand to the area just over the tip of
Adrian's spine to hold her down.  When at last his knuckles came to rest
against the sweet child's butt cheeks and inner thighs, Bill slowly flexed
his finger inside of her.  Adrian's anal muscles contracted in response.

   "That's my girl," Bill muttered as he twisted his finger inside the
tight little girl, lubricating her with the Vaseline and causing a series
of wet sticky sounds to emanate from between her buttocks.  Adrian's little
bottom jerked from time to time as he probed her as deeply as he could.  He
heard her sigh softly when after one last push, he slowly pulled his finger
out of her.  Bill then leaned down and took Adrian by her ankles. 
Spreading the eleven year old's legs apart, Bill moved to a kneeling
position between her knees which hung a few inches off the carpeted floor.
Her little bottom was at the perfect height.  Reaching for the Vaseline,
Bill scooped out a healthy portion then rubbed it on his cock, coating the
head and shaft with lubricating grease.  All was in readiness.

   Crawling closer to his little dream girl, Bill moved the broad head of
his cock slowly between her plump buttocks.  Bill held little Adrian
Phillips by her left hip while he pushed the head of his cock against her
resisting anal orifice.  Bill exerted a little more pressure.  He felt
Adrian try to shift her little bottom out of "harm's way", but Bill held
her firmly by the hip and pushed forward.  For a moment, he thought all the
articles he'd read about anal sex with pre-teens were a load of bunk.  He
began to doubt he could actually penetrate Adrian's defenses.  Then before
he knew what was happening, Bill was inside the sweet child.  The head of
his cock actually popped through Adrian's sphincter and into her hot,
sticky interior.

   "Mmmm..." the little girl whined softly.  Bill released his hold on his
cock shaft and moved his right hand to Adrian's other hip.  He held still
for a moment while he felt the young child's internal muscles adjust to his
presence.  He then moved his hands up around Adrian's narrow waist, his
fingers practically meeting over her tummy which he felt begin to bulge
outward as he pushed forward with his hips.

   "Oh, sweetheart!" Bill groaned.  Another two inches of his cock slipped
into Adrian.  "I guess the newsgroups were right," Bill thought to himself
gratefully.  He then pulled back with his hips, slowly extracting himself
from the crushing confines of Adrian's rectum.  He felt her close down
behind his retreat.

   Bill had read just recently several articles in the a.b.p.e.p-t
newsgroup about anal intercourse with pre-teens.  It was a popular opinion
within the group that reasonably deep anal penetration was possible with
girls as young as five or six with very little consequence.  Whereas it was
agreed upon by all that vaginal intercourse with one so young could cause
severe injury.  Bill had no desire what-so-ever to hurt Adrian.  He just
wanted to fuck her, and fuck her he would.

   Squaring his shoulders, Bill tightened his grip around the youngster's
narrow waist.  He then moved his hips forward and back just a few inches at
a time, but each time he pushed forward he went a little farther.  With
short, fairly rapid strokes, Bill worked his way back into the sleeping
young girl.  As he did, Adrian's muscles attempted to adjust to his
onslaught.  Even though she remained totally unconscious, her body
instinctively fought the intrusion, but Bill's short, pistoning approach
tended to confound her natural defenses.  As Bill continued his advance,
reveling in the soft, sticky sounds of their love making, Adrian's rectal
muscles alternately contracted and relaxed, and soon Bill's hip bones met
with the warm flesh of his little lover's bottom.  He and young Adrian
Phillips were "fully involved".

   All during this process, Adrian lay motionless.  On the outside, the
little eleven year old exhibited no signs that her previously virgin anal
passage now contained a seven inch penis.  She lay as Bill had arranged
her, draped over the couch cushion, her sweet face turned to one side. 
During his penetration, Bill had kept a close eye on Adrian's face,
watching for any signs of returning awareness.  At one point, the little
girl had opened her mouth and furrowed her brow.  These, however, were the
only outward reactions Adrian Phillips gave as she accepted her first male
organ.

   Not wishing to damage the little girl, Bill began to fuck her with long,
slow strokes.  Each cycle consisting of almost complete withdrawal followed
by total penetration.  As the sensitive head of Bill's penis moved in and
out of the tight little pre-teen, he could feel every contour of her
delicate interior.  Adrian's sphincter muscles clamped on him sequentially
as he progressed in and out of her rectum.

   In entirely too short a period of time, Bill felt that familiar stinging
itch begin to build in his loins.  Wanting to prolong this joyous moment,
Bill held perfectly still.  "God, don't let me cum yet.  Don't let me cum,"
he hissed through clenched teeth.  There was no escape though.  Bill looked
down at Adrian Phillips' small white body on the couch in front of him, his
hands encircling her slim waist, the fronts of his hairy thighs pressed
firmly against her little bottom, flattening her little ass cheeks against
them.  The scene was just too erotic.  "Oh, Jesus!" he cried as his
testicles constricted, sending the first salvo of hot semen rushing up his
throbbing cock shaft like a bullet down the barrel of a gun.

   Little Adrian grunted softly, as her body sensed the hot substance begin
pump into her bowel.  Bill held her little bottom tightly against his
thighs, pulling Adrian back by her narrow hips, every inch of him lodged
inside the little girl.  Bill began to feel back pressure develop, as his
little lover's internal muscles fought to prevent her from being inundated.
Bill felt her squeeze him hard.  Her tummy flexed beneath his encircling
fingertips.  Knowing he had much more to offer Adrian, Bill released his
tight hold around her waist and slid his palms beneath her little belly. 
There he began to massage the young girl's tummy.  He then slid his hands
from under her.  Moving his palms softly over Adrian's hips, he cupped her
little buttocks.  He then pulled his cock back an inch or two and began to
massage her bottom in an attempt to relax his young lover.  He then
returned his hands under her belly, at the same time pushing back into her.
As his second offering of semen pulsed into Adrian, her body lowered its
defenses, allowing Bill to fill her completely.  A few more slow humps, and
he was done.

   Bill lingered inside little Adrian Phillips for as long as he dared. 
The tightness of the little eleven year old held him inside of her as he
gradually softened.  Finally, reluctantly Bill withdrew his flaccid penis
from Adrian's rectal passage.  As the head of his penis popped from inside
of the little girl, her small puckered opening closed tightly locking his
semen inside.

   He would always be a part of Adrian.  This thought comforted Bill, as he
busied himself cleaning his young lover.  Using a wet wash cloth from the
bathroom, Bill carefully wiped away all traces of the Vaseline that
remained on Adrian's bottom.  While he worked he noticed that not a trace
of cum had leaked from her.  Bill couldn't resist the temptation to explore
just once more.  Slipping his finger into Adrian's tight little ass, Bill
smiled as he felt just how wet she was inside.

   After some tough going, Bill finally was able to get the unconscious
pre-teen dressed, her jeans buttoned up and her shirt tail tucked in. 
Glancing at his watch, he realized that he only had about a half hour
before his wife was due home.  Stooping over, he scooped the sleeping
little girl up in his arms and carried her to the downstairs guestroom
where he deposited her inert form on the bed.  He pulled the cotton lap
blanket up over Adrian then returned to the livingroom to tidy up.  By the
time his wife walked into the kitchen at 2:00 PM, not a sign of their love
making remained.

   "Hi, hon," Bill said, greeting his wife.

   "Hi, sweetheart," she replied as she set two grocery bags down on the
kitchen counter.  "And how was your morning?  I hope Adrian wasn't too much
trouble.  I hated to have to leave her with you, but I just had to get to
town today.  I'm sure her mother will be very grateful."

   "No...  no.  She was no problem at all," Bill said.  "She's a really a
great kid, and quite grown up for her age."

   "Well, where is Adrian now?" Bill's wife asked glancing around the
kitchen.

   "Oh, she's lying down.  She said she was worn out.  I can't imagine
why," Bill said.  "She's so young and full of life.  Anyway, I showed her
to the guestroom, and she's been asleep for a couple of hours now."

   "Her mother hasn't called, has she?" Bill's wife asked.

   "No, not yet," Bill replied.

   As if on cue, the phone rang.  Bill answered.  It was Adrian's mother
saying she would be by to get her daughter in two hours.

   "We might as well let her sleep for awhile longer, if she wants to,"
Bill's wife said.

   "I guess so," Bill agreed.  He knew the drug wouldn't wear off for at
least another hour or so.  Bill went to his office and puttered around for
an hour before looking in on the sleeping girl.  Slipping into the guest
room, Bill sat carefully on the edge of the bed.  Adrian looked so peaceful
as she dozed there lying on her back, her shining blond hair spread out on
the pillow beneath her head.  After a minute or two, Bill reached out and
placed a hand on Adrian's shoulder.  He shook her gently.  "Adrian.. 
Adrian," he said softly.  "Adrian, it's time to wake up, honey." He shook
her again.  At last the little eleven year old opened her eyes.  She looked
at Bill with a groggy expression.  Bill smiled and said, "Good morning,
sleepy head." He chuckled.

   Adrian rubbed her eyes with her fists then propped herself up on one
elbow.  Still extremely groggy, the little girl asked, "What time is it?"

   "It's just after four and your mom is on her way over," Bill said with a
smile.

   "I feel so..  so funny," Adrian said as she tried to sit up.

   Bill reached out and helped the little girl to sit up on the edge of the
bed.

   "Ow!" Adrian whined as she swung her legs around and sat up.  She
squirmed uncomfortably.

   "What's the matter, honey?" Bill asked, smiling to himself.

   "N..nothing," Adrian stammered.  "I think need to use the bathroom," she
said, gazing up at Bill.

   "OK, Honey.  It's right in there," Bill offered helpfully.  He pointed
to the bathroom door.  "We'll be waiting for you in the kitchen."

   As Bill stepped toward the door, Adrian slowly slipped off the bed and
headed for the bathroom.  Bill looked back as he reached the door.  Smiling
he left the room after seeing Adrian walk bow legged toward the bathroom on
the far side of the room.  Her hand strayed to her little bottom as she
disappeared through the door.

   Bill was seated at the kitchen table chatting with Adrian's mother when
the little girl walked in.  Bill could plainly see that the youngster was
uncomfortable.  "Oh, well," he thought.  "That'll pass.  I wonder if any of
my cum has leaked out of her little ass yet?" Bill mused idly.

   "Hi, dear," Adrian's mother said rising from the table.  "Did you have a
nice afternoon with Mr.  Davis?"

   "Yes, Mom," the little girl answered dutifully.  "Can we go home now,
Mom?"

   "Yes we can, Adrian," her mother answered, curious as to why her
normally pleasant little girl was acting so strangely.  "But first, I want
you to thank, Mr.  Davis for taking care of you."

   Adrian turned to Bill and said, "Thank you, Mr.  Davis."

   It was all Bill could do to control himself and not laugh out loud at
the irony of the situation.  If Adrian's mother only knew that she had just
made her eleven year old daughter thank him for fucking her in the ass.

   "You...  you're welcome, Adrian," Bill said almost breaking down.  "I
enjoyed your visit very much.  I hope you'll come again."

   He got up from the table as Adrian's mother smiled then walked toward
the door, her daughter following behind.  Bill couldn't resist.  As they
approached the door, he reached down and patted little Adrian on the
bottom. The little girl flinched noticeably.  Adrian looked up at Bill, a
questioning sort of expression on her pretty face.  Bill winked at the
little girl and smiled.

   He'd see Adrian again.  He'd make sure of that.
   End - SM