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 Katerina and the Baron.

   There were three young war widows in the village of Polheim, and all had
daughters of about the same age.  Apart from Elizabeth, there was Frau
Bender, who had a daughter, Katerina, and Frau Hausman and her daughter,
Magda.

   Bettina had been deep in conversation with her friend, Katerina, whilst
her mother was away shopping in Frankfurt.  'So you think your Mum's having
sex with these men?' asked Katerina.  'I suppose so.  They stay the night
in her room.' replied Bettina.  'Hmmm....the man who owns our house
sometimes comes here and mum sends me out to play, or something....I wonder
if she's doing it with him?' said Katerina.  'Everyone seems to be doing
it....grown-ups, at least!' replied Bettina.  'You sure he told her to
suck?' her friend continued.  'I'm sure that's what he said...'

   Some days later the Baron visits Katerina's house to collect his rent
from her mother.  However, as she is always short of money, the Baron has
agreed to collect his due in another currency.  He is having his monthly
pleasure with her in lieu of rent, when Katerina walks in on them.  Her
mother is distraught, but, the Baron notices, Katerina is not particularly
upset at the sight of her Mother naked on her back, nor at the sight of the
Baron, kneeling between her thighs, his cock wet with her mother's juices
and his own semen.

   He gets up, (to ensure Katerina gets a good look) and apologises to her
for not locking the bedroom door.  Katerina's eyes are glued to his cock,
for its the first real one she's ever seen!  Without shifting her gaze, she
says, 'No, I should apologise for not knocking first....' The Baron smiles
at her when she raises her eyes to look at him, and notes her flushed face,
and the twinkling eyes.  Her mother, however, screams at her to get out. 
With a final glance at the Baron's private parts, she exits the room,
closing the door quietly behind her.

   Now Baron Maximillion von Langsdorf, as you may have noticed, not only
preys on vulnerable women, but has a taste for little girls too!  Having
already made considerable progress towards having his way with twelve year
old Bettina, he is now mulling over the incident with Katerina!  Sitting in
his horse drawn carriage, he has a sly smile on his lips.  Katerina had not
been shocked at seeing her mother in such circumstances, and she had looked
long and hard at his cock.  This pretty little thing was busy learning the
facts of life by herself, and if he should offer a little tutorage, he was
fairly sure it would be accepted willingly.

   The next day, Katerina has just left Bettina's house, on her way home
from school, when a carriage draws up beside her.  The Baron leans out of
the window and asks her if she would like to ride with him.  Pausing only a
second, she gets in and the Baron speaks to the driver.  As the carriage
makes it way towards Katerina's house, the Baron asks Katerina if she was
upset at what she saw the other day.

   'No, Sir,' Katerina replies 'If Mother wants to have sex with someone,
that's her business.' 'Have you ever had sex?' he asks her.  'No, but I
know about it.' 'Ummm....how old are you Katerina?' 'I'm twelve, Sir.'
'Would you like to try it?' Katerina's eyebrows shoot up, and she stares
open mouthed at the Baron.  'What do you mean?' she says, feeling rather
stupid as she realises what she has said.  'Have sex....with me.....' he
replies.  'You want to have sex with me?' she asks him, not able to believe
that he has asked her.  'Yes, of course.  You're big enough, and judging by
the way you looked at me in your Mother's bedroom, you're obviously
thinking about it.' Katerina is a not a little surprised and embarrassed by
this statement.  The Baron continues.  'You're a lovely girl!.  Any man
would like to have you' 'Do you think so?' she asks him.  'Why, undoubtedly
so!  Ask my driver!  I'm sure he'd be delighted to have the opportunity to
have sex with you!  Shall we ask him?' Katerina's jaw drops open in
amazement!  Flustered she blurts out, 'No!  No!  It's alright, I believe
you!' But the Baron has already opened the small communicating hatch in the
front of the carriage and speaks with his driver.

   'Jurgen!  Stop for a minute and step inside would you?' Katerina is
beginning to panic!.  But the carriage stops, and the driver, a youngish
man of about twenty something, opens the door and gets in.  Katerina is
trapped between the two men.  She glances nervously at the Baron who has
put his hand rather casually upon her thigh.  'Now, Jurgen, do you not
think our little companion here is a lovely young maiden who would be a
delight for any man to possess?' Jurgen looks at Katerina's long blonde
hair, her nervous, wide, blue eyes.  His eyes drop to take in her swelling
breast buds hidden beneath her blouse.  He grins at her as he answers his
employer.

   'Well Sir, I must say she's a pretty young thing, no doubt about it!'
Katerina blushes deeply, her eyes still fixed by his.  The beginnings of a
small smile haunts her mouth.  She can feel her ears burning like hot
coals. 'And would you say she is sexually desirable?' the Baron continued.
Jurgen's smile widens.  His eyes sparkle and do not leave Katerina's. 
'Well Sir, if the young lady will excuse me for saying so, I'd love to have
the pleasure of her!' Katerina drops her eyes to the carriage floor.  She
feels slightly feint, and very warm 'You may drive us further, Jurgen, I
believe you know where to?' 'Yes Sir!  I do!' replied the young
driver,giving Katerina a parting smile as he climbed back to his seat. 
With a flick of the reins they continued their progress.

   The Baron meanwhile, was stroking Katerina's thigh with one hand, the
other being around her shoulders, holding her gently against him.  She had
not felt a man's strong arm around her since her father had gone away to
war two years ago.  Suddenly she realised how much she missed him.  A
feeling of security swept over her, and despite herself, she put her head
on his chest and snuggled up to him.  The Baron smelt faintly of tobacco.
Katerina could also smell his cologne.  Similar to the sea air she
remembered so well and loved so much.  As she came closer to him, the Baron
moved his hand between her legs, pushing the fabric of her dress upwards,
exposing her white bloomers.  She glanced up at him, wondering if she
should say anything, or wait and see if he stopped.  He spoke in a soft,
gentle, almost mesmerising tone.  He stroked her blonde hair, caressing her
in a reassuring manner.  'It's alright Katerina.  There's nothing to worry
about.  Just relax, there's a good girl.'

   She settled against him, letting him feel between her legs, his fingers
delicately massaging her through the cotton of her underwear.  Closing her
eyes she felt herself relaxing.  Warm comforting feelings began to flow
through her, and she didn't resist when the Baron slipped his hand down the
front of her knickers.  The warm comforting feelings became stronger, and
Katerina turned towards the Baron, deliberately opening her legs to make it
easier for him to reach her little virgin vagina.

   He felt the softness of her hairless little girl's pee hole, dampness
beginning to wet his fingers.  'Let's get these out of the way shall we?'
He whispered to her as he undid the silk tie of her bloomers.  Katerina
buried her head in his chest as she felt her underwear sliding down.  But
she lifted her bottom slightly to enable him to push it down past her
knees. She felt his hand under the back of her knees, and she complied with
his unspoken wish by lifting her legs so that her underwear fell in a white
pool on the carriage floor.

   When the Barons hand returned to her vagina, her unfettered thighs
opened wide apart.  Her slim hips worked back and forth, rubbing her hot
little slit against his finger.  Her head buzzed with excitement, passion
building in her lower belly.  She mewed and squeaked as she came, and it
was just as she peaked that he pushed his finger deep into her, breaching
her hymen at the very moment she was unable to resist the brief stab of
pain.  Katerina's eyes snapped open, and she clamped her thighs on the
Baron's hand.

   'That hurt!' she cried, sitting up and looking at him accusingly. 
Sympathy was etched across his features.  'I'm so sorry, Katerina.  But it
is something that all young ladies must suffer before they can fully enjoy
the pleasures of sex.' He took a blue silk handkerchief from his coat
pocket and dabbed her vagina with it.  Dark spots testified to her
virginity.  She lay back against the leather of the carriage seat as he
smoothed away the drops of blood, gently stoking once more.  Gradually she
relaxed, beginning to enjoy the smoothness of the fine material.  She
watched him as he carefully began to masturbate her again.  She tensed a
little as she felt his finger sliding between the lips of her vagina,
moving up into her again, but this time it gave a feeling she had not felt
before.  Instead of the pain of its last intrusion, there was a smooth,
ripple effect, that gradually increased in strength.  She drew a quick
breath, sucking in air as new sensations flooded out from her vagina, to,
it seemed, all parts of her body.

   This was unlike anything she had felt before.  Her bedtime pleasure was
almost inconsequential compared to this.  Even the orgasm she'd had when
the Baron had brought her to her first climax in the coach was secondary to
this.  His voice was almost urgent when he spoke.

   'Yes, Katerina!  Lie back and enjoy!  This is just the beginning! 
There's so much more, so much more pleasure!  Close your eyes and feel it!'
She willingly obeyed him, closing her eyes she slipped sideways until she
was lying down.  She felt him raise her right leg and place it on the seat.
His finger never ceasing to slide in and out, his thumb gently caressing
her clitoris.  Dizzy with feeling Katerina lay there, her skirt around her
midriff, her legs wide open.  So engrossed with sensation was she that she
hardly noticed the Baron's finger slip out of her.  In fact it wasn't until
he positioned himself between her thighs that she realised he was doing
something different.

   Looking down her torso, Katerina watched, fascinated by the sight of his
circumcised penis, as he rubbed it against her.  It looked familiar, and
she was not at all frightened by it.  She felt it slip in between the lips
of her vulva,, and she held her breath as it lodged in her small hole. 
'He's going to do it to me!' she thought.  Then her inner labia were being
stretched to accommodate his member; it felt hot and firm against her hole.
For a moment she thought it was too big to go in (the Baron was a
well-endowed man) but then her labia surrendered to the inevitable and
parted for the first time to admit him.  'He's put it in me!' but then her
thoughts were drowned in a sea of sensations.  She could feel herself being
opened by his penis.  Stretching, growing.  She felt herself opening for
this strange bringer of passion!  She felt the easing of its passage as her
fluids lubricated it, heightening the sensations it gave her.

   The Baron kept pushing, relaxing and pushing all the time, working his
penis further into her tight young body.  'He's doing it!  He's doing it to
me!  Just like he did it to Mum!' The firm fleshy intruder had indeed begun
to move in and out, sliding up and down her tight velvety hole, her
slippery wetness giving the whole sensation a completeness that made her
push her hips up, cry out in desperate passion, and then arch her little
body with an orgasm of such intensity that she almost passed out.

   In a post orgasmic daze, she lay on the carriage seat, eyes closed
panting for breath as the Baron moved quicker and more urgently in her. 
Suddenly he stopped his thrusting, and she opened her eyes to see what had
happened.  His face was pink, his eyes staring, his mouth open.  Then he
groaned and she felt a warm wetness deep inside.

   Looking through the open door of the coach, the Baron's driver looked at
his boss then down at the little girl.  He had halted the carriage in a
quiet little lane, and had watched as the Baron had lifted the little girls
legs up and had begun to bury his cock deep inside her.

   Now, it was, as was usual when his boss had sex with a woman in the
carriage, his turn!  'So young', he thought.  'Just a little kid!  But
she's available, so here goes' He climbed inside and quickly shed his
trousers.  Katerina cried out in alarm and tried to sit up, but the Baron
put his hand on her chest and held her down.  'There, there my dear.  No
need to fuss.' he said, getting up from between her legs, but still holding
her down with the hand on her chest.  'Jurgen and I both agreed you were
highly desirable and that we would both love to have sex with you.'
Katerina did not like this at all.  She felt very embarrassed by her
nakedness and tried to cover herself with her hand.  'But I didn't think
you would both do it!' Katerina wailed.  The Barons face clouded with a
frown.  'My dear young thing!  We both told you we wanted you, and you
allowed me to have you, so you cannot deny Jurgen now!' She felt foolish at
being tricked so easily Confused and still in a state of raised sexual
tension, she watched dumbly as the young driver replaced the Baron between
her open thighs.  He guided his uncircumcised cock with his hand, and
pushed it deftly into her wet little hole.  Held firm by Katerina's inner
labia, his foreskin slid back to expose the delicate flesh of his cock's
head.  Jurgen felt the familiar wet warmth of his boss's semen engulf his
knob and the shaft of his cock as he buried himself in the little girl's
firm and silky hole.  Even though the little twelve year old was still
tight, his entry had been quick and easy, facilitated by the lubrication
afforded by the Baron's semen.

   'There now.  I see you already have him....  Well done.' cried the
Baron; who was holding Katerina's skirts out of the way so he could get a
good look.  Little Katerina had no choice in the matter, pinned as he was,
to the leather seat.  Legs held wide by Jurgen, his cock now pumping in and
out of her, she could only lay there and hold onto him as he had his way
with her.

   For five full minutes he rode her.  Sometimes fast and furious,
sometimes slow and lugubrious.  Whilst Jurgen pleasured himself with
Katerina, the Baron sat in the corner of the coach, smiling to himself and
masturbating as he watched the sweating pair.  He just loved to see Jurgen
pumping in and out of a woman, or as in this case, a little girl.  There
was something deeply satisfying for the Baron about the way Jurgen eagerly
accepted the dripping hole of his latest conquest.  Never mind that she was
full of his semen, Jurgen just got in there and fucked!

   Katerina was gasping for air and respite from the waves of pleasure that
coursed through her, when Jurgen's right hand slid under her buttocks and
lifted them a little.  'Come on then...let's get in right in....don't wanna
spill any!' He pushed deep into her, his pulsating cock shooting jet after
jet of sperm into her, mixing with that of the Baron.

   'You see!' Beamed the Baron, wiping his cock with a silk handkerchief,
'I told you all would be well.  What an accomplished young lady you are. 
Two grown men with no trouble at all.  Splendid!  Now, Jurgen, we must see
our young paramour to her house!' Not sure what a paramour was, but feeling
flattered by his words, Katerina was simply overwhelmed by the whole
experience.  Just a few minutes ago she had been a virginal twelve year old
girl.  Now she'd had sex with two men and was dripping with their baby
juice.  Whilst Jurgen drove them to Katerina's house, the Baron assisted
Katerina wiping herself clean, and putting on her clothes.

   'I think it best if you tell no one of this encounter.  I personally
have no objection to anyone knowing, but your Mother may be a little angry
if she finds out you have ...well....'entertained' Jurgen and I, you
understand me?' 'Yes,Sir.  You won't tell anyone will you?  Please?  And
Jurgen?  I would just die if anyone found out!' The Baron looked suitably
horrified.  'Never a word shall pass our lips!  Jurgen and I pride
ourselves upon being gentlemen, and gentlemen speak nothing of their lady
loves!' Katerina blushed deeply and looked out of the window.  Lady Love!
He had called her his Lady Love!  The Baron smiled inwardly.  He well knew
that Katerina was his for the taking any time he pleased now.  Young and
naive, seduced and debauched, nothing would seem outrageous to her in the
future.  He was going to enjoy little Katerina.

   'Same time tomorrow?' He blew her a kiss as the carriage pulled away. 
This out of the way village had suddenly become very interesting indeed. 
One little girl secured, and another in the offing.  Just how would it go
with Katerina's little friend, Bettina?