My Insides Hurt (M+g, gangbang, prost, ped, cum, alc, smk) by this guy (this.guy20@yahoo.com) Summary: A little-girl whore gets worn-out during a bachelor party by a bunch of drunk revelers… “Mister E., my insides hurt,” the little brunette complained as she walked into my office. I quickly glanced up and down her naked body: the small slim-ness of her frame was as to be expected for a poverty-stricken girl of her age; the dull slightly sunken eyes an obvious and expected sign of the mal-nourishment she had experienced as a baby; and of course the trails of white goo running down the insides of her slim thighs and the redness of her little pussy-lips were also completely normal for a little-girl whore like her… Everything I was seeing was as expected, so needless to say I was most decidedly puzzled as to why and what part of her would be hurting. “Point where it hurts,” I told her. She pointed at her crotch and said, “It hurts INSIDE my front hole.” As she spoke the tips of her fingers brushed across her swollen and decidedly red little-girl pussy lips; that minor touch causing a tablespoon-sized glob of white goo to leak out of her immature pre-pubescent little-girl-whore’s pussy. “Huhnh…” I half spoke; still fully confused by why what was an everyday occurrence for her, having some guy’s cum in one of her money-makers, would be causing her pain. As I knelt down in front of her, I said, “I better take a look.” Leaning in to get a close-up look at her little-girl crotch, I remained unable to figure out why she would be in pain: yes her little-girl pussy lips were swollen and decidedly red and yes there was quite a bit of white goo on / around her crotch. There was nothing even remotely out of the ordinary about what I was seeing: the general crotch regions of all of the little-girl whores in my brothel looked like that on a daily basis. After mentally scratching my head in confusion for a few seconds I instructed, “Gloria, spread your legs a little so I can see better.” Like the well-trained little-girl whore she was, she immediately moved her bare feet about eight inches further apart. I placed the tip of my index fingers on either side of red swollen little-girl pussy and slowly spread her pussy lips. The instant her pussy lips began to spread apart, a veritable torrent of white goo began to quite literally pour out of her pussy: in all of the twenty-odd years I’d been pimping little-girl whores I had ever seen anything like it. “Mmmm…” the little brunette half moaned as the white goo began pouring out of her little-girl whore’s pussy. “Feel any better?” I heard my voice asking. “A little, but my insides still hurt,” Gloria replied. “Hmmm…” I mumbled as I watched more and more white goo pour out of her pussy. My gaze involuntarily moved down with the flow of white goo from her crotch region to the floor, where a white puddle was forming…a puddle whose contents could have been measured in ounces! I quickly looked up to the little brunette’s face and asked, “Weren’t you working that party with Dani and Claudia?” “Yea,” the girl answered before adding, “Those guys were weird: they made Claudia drink CrystalClear until she passed out and Dani…” “Dani, get in here,” I yelled out the doorway. Several seconds later, Dani, the very experienced twelve year old girl-whore I’d put in charge of the previous evening’s bachelor party stepped into my office. She coughed twice as she stepped in front of me: clearly she had just been smoking as a bit of residual smoke sputtered out of her mouth. “What the hell happened last night?” I asked. “Those guys…” she sounded horse, “…were horrible…” Dani coughed again: more residual smoke coming from her mouth. “Wha…” I couldn’t even complete my thought. “They said it wasn’t a party without lots of drinking and smoking,” Dani gasped. “Unh-huh,” Gloria continued telling me about the previous night, “They said it was Claudia’s job to do the drinking and Dani’s job to do the smoking…” Looking directly at Dani I asked, “How much did Claudia drink?” “About two-thirds of a bottle before she passed out,” Dani shrugged her shoulders and shook her head as she spoke. “And how much did you smoke?” I asked. “Ten packs, I think…” Dani coughed again before adding, “They put cigarettes in my nose and mouth…” She coughed again and answered my next question before I could ask it, “They made Gloria do all the sex.” “There were, what, like fifteen guys?” I tried to remember. “Sixteen,” Gloria informed me. “Yeah…and they only used her front-hole…” Dani added, still sounding decidedly horse. Looking at the puddle of white goo on the floor around Gloria’s feet I could help but question, “Sixteen guys made all that?” “Each of them did Gloria three times,” Dani explained. Forty-eight loads of cum: that would definitely explain the size of the pulled around Gloria’s feet and why her insides hurt…