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 Happy 12 Sec 1

   I was almost 12 when my father decided to build an apartment above our
garage as a present for me but at that time there was a number of petty
thefts going on in our neighbourhood.  So on recommendation from the
building foreman he hired a night watchman.  Tarak was huge arab who on
arriving here and being uneducated found he had to take what ever job came
his way.

   He had worked the docks, construction, delivery and night watch, so he
had survived practically hand to mouth and being a man of little needs he
was quite content.

   I lived with my father since my parents had divorced when I was about 4
years old.  My father was devoted to me and I usually always got my way
most of the time.  We shared a bed and I often showered with my father when
I was younger and he allowed me free access to his body, he figured I was
just a very curious child but from when I can remember I've been cock crazy
and his big thick cock and balls were a constant intrigue for me until I
turned 8.

   He decided I was ready and by the time I was 10 he had entered me and
satisfied his long waited for needs and my own secret desires.  By this
time I had my own room as he had taken another woman but I continued to spy
on him and enjoyed watching him wanking his big stiff cock many a night
when he thought I was fast asleep.  I knew his woman wasn't as good as me,
but I was now left unsatisfied and so learnt to put up with masterbation. I
chose the largest objects I could find.  I was going to find someone and
teach Daddy a lesson for giving me over for another.

   So when Tarak knocked on our back door one hot afternoon it was love at
first sight.  This huge dark skinned swarthy man with a foreign accent
stammered he would like to speak to the man of the house.  I ogled the huge
arab starting at his smooth shaved head, his rough weather beaten features
and huge bull neck that ran into huge muscular shoulders, big muscular arms
and a slightly portly stomach.  He wore a loose cotton shirt and loose
cotton trousers.

   I informed him that my father was in the study and proceeded to lead the
way, turning to make sure he was following and as I turned I suddenly
noticed the outline of his massive cock swinging against his leg and
without realising it I stopped dead in my tracks and gaped openly.  Tarak
stopped with a puzzled look which instantly turned to a big toothy smile of
recognition, he slowly cupped his huge bulge and drawing the cotton fabric
tight he outlined his huge cock and balls.

   "You make sure Tarak get job and you have new toys!" Whispered the dark
arab as he fondled himself.

   I nodded vigorously and led him into the study, where I introduced him
to my father and quickly sowed the seeds, commenting on his mere height,
build and looks.  Mentioning that they alone would scare anyone in their
right mind and trying desperately to conceal my wetness which I felt Tarak
could sense and he was winking at me when my father wasn't watching him.

   Eventually my father agreed and Tarak got the job and was to start that
evening.  As I walked the big 6 ft.  plus arab back out through the house I
suddenly felt a huge and on my shoulder and in the hallway he stopped me
and taking my small hand in his giant sized one he placed my hand on his
huge bulge.

   "Feel, they are yours now, you like?" He stammered quietly.

   I groped the huge flaccid cock and my hand couldn't quite grip around
the girth.  A door slammed and Tarak leapt back nervously, smiling he
looked around.  I was his now and he knew it.

   "We play tonight my little one!" Whispered the giant as he left through
the kitchen.  I was looking forward to that.

   I ran upstairs and yanking off my pants I proceeded to masterbate myself
with a large fat cucumber I had taken from the kitchen.  I wanked hard and
fast thinking of that Arabs big cock until my wetness flooded from me.  I
had never felt so randy before and as I collapsed on my bed I began to
conjure up images of that giant arab and his huge cock.

   Five o'clock arrived and I watched as Tarak ambled up the drive way and
my father and I walked out to greet him and show him where he would be
taking watch.  My father inquired as to whether he had eaten and when Tarak
produced his box my father offered him the use of the kitchen to warm his
food and make himself tea or coffee.  Tarak thanked my father and explained
he had been a guard for many years and not to worry, everything and
everyone was safe.  With that my father left and I lingered.

   When he was out of sight Tarak motioned me to follow as he made like he
was inspecting the layout and as he climbed the stairs I followed until we
were in the half constructed building, the walls were up but no windows. 
Tarak turned and facing me he dropped his pants and lifted his tunic,
exposing his dark skinned torso to me.

   My eyes drank in his dark skin, (almost black but not quite) and his
hairy body, starting at the huge muscles and hairy nipples, down over his
paunch which had thick hair swirls covering it and down to his thick bushy
pubic hair which crowned his huge thick flaccid cock that although flaccid
was easily 9 '' long and as thick as my father's cock was when it was
pumping jets of cum across his bedroom.

   Beneath the huge cock lay a pair of balls the size of lemons, I stared
at the mass of flesh and noted the heavy forskin the capped the huge
cock-head.

   "You like your new toys?" Asked the dark man as he thrust his hips
forwards towards me.

   I nodded my head and stepped forwards, reaching for the huge cock, it
was so thick I could hardly close my hand around the fleshy shaft and the
veins running the length were almost pencil thick.

   I grasped it and began drawing the forskin backwards, exposing a huge
purple cock-head.  It was the size of a plum and the slit was puffy, I
pushed the skin backwards exposing the head completely and felt the shaft
pulse and begin to thicken.

   I began wanking slowly and the giant arab groaned quietly." I know you
like as soon I see your eyes, he said.  Then he reached down and in one
movement pulled my thin dress over my head and quickly removed my
underwear. Then he stood back admiring me "oh yes, I like to fuck little
girls" he said then holding his massive member he offered the meat to me.

   The huge meat in my hands jerked and began throbbing as I handled it, it
lengthened and swelled.  Soon my hands couldn't reach around the girth and
still it grew bigger, thicker off, it was as thick as a beer can and longer
than my school ruler.

   The monstrous cock had a slight curve and as I wanked it the huge Arab
reached and hefted his massive scrotum.

   He squeezed and his huge balls the size of lemons which were outlined as
he massaged himself and then indicated the offering to me.  I couldn't even
fit them in my little mouth.

   Precum was flowing from the monstrous cock-head and as I wanked the
forskin covering and uncovering the dark purple head, the precum dripped
onto my face.

   Tarak was moaning in Arabic as his big hand grasped my head and pulled
me upwards, smearing precum over my lips, nose and cheeks.  I licked the
monstrous head feverishly and on instruction from Tarak I began to gently
bite the thick ridge and drill my tongue into the half inch slit.

   Tarak was groaning and he reached for my preteen nipples, squeezing and
pulling at them roughly as he ground his teeth and rolled his eyes.

   "Mmm Tarak will make you scream soon little girl, you want that don't
you litte girl, you want Tarak's cock, you want me to rape that little girl
cunt, tell me girl, tell me" He said harshly.

   I was frantically wanking his monstrous cock with two hands and it
seemed to go on for ever, it was rock hard.  In my imagination he was
almost as big as my father's stallion's cock which was practically one
metre in length.

   "Oh yes I do Tarak, I want that horse cock in my little cunt, my little
girl cunt wants it so bad Tarak, please will you fuck me, fuck my little
girl cunt, please Tarak"

   His huge muscular thighs bulged with building tension, I released one
hand groped his hard hairy muscular bottom cheek.  I had seen this done in
one of my father's porno movies he had shown me.

   Tarak released his muscles and I found his bottom-hole and as he moved
his legs astride I gently probed the round wrinkly rossette until my finger
penetrated and Tarak groaned, he extracted my finger and after placing it
between his thick lips he sucked and licked until my whole hand was in his
mouth, then he guided my hand back to his butt-hole and I began inserting
my lubricated finger, again on instruction I inserted two and so on until
my four fingers and half hand was firmly embedded.

   Tarak had grasped his huge meat and was wanking with me as he reached
behind and pushed until my whole hand entered his spinchter and as his
bottom-hole closed over my hand he cried out loudly.

   "Is that good Tarak, am I your good girl, do I deserve your cock fucking
me, will you fuck me now Tarak?"

   He lifted and turned me and spreading me before him and holding that
massive thick cock he guided himself at my young pink slit, wide open now
with wet craven desire.

   "I like young ones, I like to split open good, mmm, oh it good, good" he
stammered in his poor english and he began to enter me, it felt as if I was
being ripped in half and I loved it and thrashed beneath him unconcerned as
he forced more and more deep inside me.  I screamed with pleasure.

   Suddenly I heard my father's deep voice.

   "WHAT THE HELL!"

   We both froze as my father materialised like magic from nowhere, as we
turned our heads there he was with his track pants down and his big 9" cock
standing proudly to attention.  Before I could move my father was standing
before Tarak's head and standing over me, his own large 9 inch cock
throbbing above me and holding it level he forced it into Tarak's mouth.

   "You are next my daughter, after Tarak has pleasured you, my Birthday
present to you my own girl, Happy Birthday."
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