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Darling Jennifer
by WelshKF (address withheld)
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A little girl's journey into a world she never imagined possible.
(M/g, extreme-ped, 1st, oral, anal)
***
When I was 4 years old, my parents divorced. My mother was awarded
custody of because my father had no job. I really wish I had gone
with daddy, though. It wasn't that my mommy was mean or anything,
she just didn't really want me but the courts made their ruling
and so it was. Mommy and I moved to a small trailer park just
outside of town. To pay the bills, mommy had to work a lot.
That's when Carly came into my life. Carly was a girl that was 17
and agreed to become my babysitter. Carly was really much of a
babysitter. Since she had to stay with me all day, she always had
a boyfriend over. They would go into my mommy's bedroom for long
periods of time and I would be left to play alone, or whatever.
Sometimes I could hear them, in the room, making funny noises and
saying words that I didn't understand.
Now I was 5 ½ years old. I guess I was bored, or something with
playing alone and found out that I could reach the doorknob. At
first I would just go outside and play in the yard but soon I got
bored with that. It was just after my 6th birthday that I decided
to explore a little further. You see, the trailer park was set
near a thick, grove of trees and just beyond that was the river.
Mommy would be gone for the whole day and Carly and Tony (her
boyfriend) would, most likely, be in the bedroom for a long time.
I decided to go see the woods closer. I walked along the edge of
them and soon found a small path going into them. Since mommy and
Carly didn't pay much attention to me, I learned to dress myself.
Today I just put on my jean shorts and a tee shirt. I didn't
really have any underwear to speak off. My only pair of panties
was dirty and in the wash basket. Carly was supposed to do
laundry, but rarely did. She and mommy would argue about that a
lot.
So here I was, alone and following this path into the woods. It
actually seemed like a cool place to me. Sometimes I would see
animals like rabbits or squirrels...and there were always birds.
It had still been early in the morning so the trees were just
beginning to glow from the sun. Something smelled really good to
me. Kind of like the diner where mommy worked. I went down a
smaller path off the first one and found a man sitting on a log
and in front of him was a little stove. The man looked older than
Carly, but younger than my mommy. He was stirring something in a
pan when he saw me.
"Well hello there!!" he said.
"Hello Mister!" I replied. The man kind of looked around and then
back to me.
"Are you by yourself, dear?" he asked.
"Uh-huh." I answered. I guess he saw me looking at the pan because
he asked me if I was hungry. I was hungry, very hungry and nodded
my head. The man invited me over and pulled a small log beside
him. He put some food on a paper plate and handed it to me. It
looked like beans and what I thought was a hot dog or something.
"Those are sausages!" he said, seeing my curious look at the food.
The food tasted really good and as I ate we talked. I had told him
my name was Jennifer and that I was only 6 years old. He told me
his name was Ken and he was 32 years old. He laughed a little when
I said, "Wow, that's a lot!" We talked about other thing to, like
where my mommy and daddy were... he called them my "parents". I
told him about how it was just mommy and me and I didn't know
where daddy went. He asked about brothers and sisters and I told
him I didn't have any. When he asked who was taking care of me, I
told him about Carly and how her and her boyfriend always went
into mommy's room all day.
"So you really ARE by yourself?" he said. I nodded and handed him
back the empty plate. He asked if I wanted more, but my tummy was
full already so I said "no". He asked me if I could help him clean
things up. I really didn't know about washing dishes or anything
but agreed to help him. We walked a short way to the river and I
remember his hands were all over mine as he showed me how to scrub
them clean. He kept saying things like how "pretty" my hands were
and how "soft they are." We talked a little more and as we walked
back to the place I found him first, he asked me if I liked being
alone. I told him I really didn't know... that I guess nobody
really cared for me.
"You know!" he said to me. "If you were MY little girl, I would
care for you very much!" He had put his hand on my bare knee and
was squeezing it a little. Then I heard Carly yelling my name.
"I guess I better go!" I told him. I thanked him for the food and
he told me I could come back and visit any time I liked. I went
back to my home and Carly was really mad. She asked me where I
went and I didn't tell her.
"Don't you EVER do that again!" she said, grabbing my arm and
hurting it a little.
A couple of days later, Tony came over again. Only this time he
had a funny bottle with him. As usual, they went into mommy
bedroom while I played with a color puzzle on the floor. We had no
T.V. or anything to watch. Like always before, I heard them
laughing and making funny sounds. It wasn't too long that they got
really quiet. Only it was a different kind of quiet. I went to the
bedroom door and listened... nothing. I knocked and waited. No
answer. Then I opened the door and looked in.
Carly and Tony were on mommy's bed. Her tee shirt was pulled up
and I could see her boobies. Tony had his pants open and I saw his
thingy. Beside them was the bottle and it was empty. Both of them
had their eyes closed. I went in and tried to wake them up by
talking but they didn't move. I tried to shake Carly because I
thought she was dead or something. She didn't wake up but did move
a little closer against Tony. I remember thinking I should get
some help or something. I decided to go ask Ken, in the woods.
Still wearing the same clothes as before, I found him at the same
place. He looked like he was reading, but the book had pictures. I
told him about Carly and Tony and the bottle. He asked me what the
bottle said. I could not quite read yet, but told him some of the
letter I knew.
"There was a "W" and an "I" and an "S"..." I began. But before I
finished, Ken said "whiskey?" I said I didn't know. Ken kind of
smiled and said "They got drunk and passed out, huh?" I told him
also about how mad Carly was at me for "running off", as she put
it.
"Well, if she's really passed out," he said. "She won't even know
you are gone!" I looked at the book he had set down when I came
over.
"What's that?" I asked him. He told me it was a special
"grownup's" book. He picked it up and I saw it had pictures of
ladies and men with no clothes on. He asked me if I ever saw
anything like it.
"Not really!" I said. "But I did see Carly's boobies and Tony's
thingy!" I told him about how she had her tee shirt up and Tony's
pants were open. Ken said something about how Carly's boobies must
be very pretty. I said I didn't know, but they looked like that...
and pointed to a picture. The lady in the picture had small
boobies, like Carly's. Ken asked me what Tony's thingy looked
like. I pointed to a picture that look close, but was still
different.
"How was it different?" Ken asked me.
I told him it looked kind of small and the end of it was all
covered up. Ken seemed to be thinking to himself and said a word I
really didn't understand. Then he looked at me.
"I don't really understand what you mean." He said. "Did it kind
of look like this?" and I watched him open his pants. His hands
pushed the wider and he took out his thingy. I looked at it. I
told him it kind of looked like Tony's only his wasn't as big as
Ken's but the end was covered the same way.
"That's called 'foreskin'!" Ken told me. I asked him why he and
Tony had it, but the men in the pictures didn't. Ken said
something about hospitals and stuff I didn't understand. Then he
did something I thought was really funny. His fingers pulled back
on the skin and the end of his thingy slipped out. He asked me if
I wanted to try it. I was kind of curious and said "okay!" My
fingers are a lot smaller than Ken's and he had to help me pull
the skin back.
Ken asked me if I wanted to see something "really neat?" I said
"sure" and he told me that if I rubbed my hand back and forth,
that his thingy would grow up nice and big. He showed me what to
do and you know what? He was right! I watched, amazed at it seemed
to grow right in my hand until it stuck up really tall. I guess I
was doing it right, because Ken kept saying how good it felt and
things like "You are such a good girl, Jennifer!" Then he told me
something I didn't understand. He told me I was making his "cock"
feel soo good.
"Your... what?" I asked.
"My cock, Jennifer." He said. "You're making my cock feel sooo
nice!"
I sat there beside him, moving my hand down and up and told him it
was getting tired. He asked me if I would like to do something
that would make his "cock" feel "really, really good!" I didn't
know any better and said "Okay! What do I have to do?" Ken asked
me to lean down and try to put my mouth over the end of his cock.
At 6 years old, I didn't know anything about nasty or wrong...so I
did what he asked.
At first, I guess I didn't open my mouth wide enough and my teeth
touched the end of his thingy. He told me how to relax and open my
mouth wider, so I did. And guess what! I was able to put his whole
end in my mouth but I really had to open my mouth wide. Looking
back, I remember how it felt really warm and full. Ken seemed to
really like that because he was saying things like "God that feels
soo good, Jennifer!" and "You are being such a good girl for me!"
No one had ever told me that I was a good girl before and I kind
of liked hearing him saying it.
Ken asked me if I liked popsicles. I took my mouth off it and told
him I really only had one or two in my life. He urged my mouth
back down and asked me to "Suck it like a popsicle, Jennifer!"
Since I already knew how to put my mouth over it, I tried to do as
he told me.
This made Ken really happy. I know because his voice was really
soft as he told me to "suck his cock, like a good girl!" By now it
was really, really big and I had to try really hard. I was able to
get a little more of it in my mouth and, looking down I saw the
things below it were round and tight against the bottom of it.
Spit was leaking out of my mouth and getting all over the end of
his thingy. I thought he was mad at me when he took my mouth away
and looked at me.
"You are such a big girl, Jennifer!" he told me. He looked me in
the eyes and said "Do you like sucking my cock, Jennifer?"
"I dunno!" I told him. "I guess its okay!" I'm really not sure
what I liked more. Sucking his cock, or how he told me I was such
a "good girl" while I was doing it.
"Do you think you would like to make me come, sweetheart?" he
asked. No one ever called me "sweetheart" in my whole life. I
really liked the sound of it.
Since I didn't know what he was talking about, I said "Come to
where, Ken?" Ken just smiled at me and said, "No silly, in your
mouth! Would you like me to come in your mouth, sweetheart?" There
was that word again.
"But you were in my mouth, Ken!" I said, not knowing what he
meant.
"No honey!" he said. "Come is when a man squirts stuff out of his
cock."
"You mean like pee?" I asked him.
"No baby!" he said. "It's something much better than pee!" Ken was
talking to me in ways that no other grownup ever did. I really
liked that. I told him that I kind of liked what we did so far and
that I would try, if he wanted me to. He told me to put my mouth
on his cock again and try to suck it. So I did. He asked me to rub
my hand down and up while I sucked.
Again, I did what he asked me to do. He really felt big in my
mouth and my hand could feel his cock moving as I rubbed it. Ken
really sounded happy about this, because he was telling me things
like how good it felt and what a "good, little cocksucker" I was
being for him. I didn't understand when he told me he was going to
come soon and to swallow as fast and as much as I could. Ken made
a really funny sound, almost like I heard Tony make with Carly
when they didn't think I could hear them. His hand held my mouth
on his cock and he said...
"I'm going to come, Angel! Yes... yes... yesssssssssss!" Something
really warm and thick squirted into my mouth. At first, it scared
me and I forgot what he said to do. The stuff leaked out of my
mouth and down to my fingers.
"Swallow, sweetheart!" Ken said. "Swallow my come like a big girl,
honey! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" His second squirt went into the back of my
mouth and I tried really hard to swallow it. The stuff that leaked
out felt really slippery on my fingers. The third, fourth and
fifth squirts were much easier for me to swallow now. Ken took my
mouth away and looked at my face. Some of the stuff had dripped on
my chin and he wiped it off with his finger and licked it.
He looked at me with a big smile and said, "That was the most
AMAZING thing I ever felt, Jennifer!" I felt kind of happy inside,
because he seemed so happy. I guess Carly woke up now, because I
could hear her yelling for me again. I was really scared now. I
didn't want to leave Ken, but I knew that if I didn't Carly would
spank me even more than she was already going to. Then Ken did
something again, that no other grownup had done. He kissed me
right on my mouth and told me to "hurry home!" But that I could
sneak back again tomorrow if I wanted to.
I hurried back to the home and crawled under a secret panel I
found one day. When Carly came around to this side, I crawled out.
She was really mad, but I told her I was just hiding under there
and must have fallen asleep. Tony had left and she seemed to
believe me as she took me in the house. I only got ten spankings
on my butt that afternoon. Hard ones, but I had gotten used to it
by now and didn't fight her much as she held me over her lap.
It was a few days later that I was able to go back and visit Ken
again. It was a Sunday and mommy put me in the only dress I had.
We sometimes went to church on that day, if she didn't have to
work. But this morning mommy started drinking from another funny
bottle pretty early. I waited for mommy to come out of her room
and take me to church. When she didn't come out, I walked to her
room and saw mommy lying on the bed asleep. Her arm hung over the
edge and below it was the bottle. It was empty.
I tried to shake her and called her name, but she didn't wake up.
I did hear her snort and guessed that she wasn't dead, just asleep
like Carly and Tony were. So I walked back to where Ken was. He
really made a fuss over me this time. He said he "loved" my dress.
He even asked me if I was wearing panties. I told him I only had
one pair and they were still dirty, so I left them off. He asked
me if I told anyone about sucking his cock and I said I hadn't.
"Such a good girl, Jennifer!" he said, smiling at me. Ken asked me
if I would like to try something even more fun today. I said
"okay" because I kind of liked the things we had done so far. Ken
took a blanket out of his pack and spread it out on the ground.
"Lay down, sweetheart!" he told me, so I did. "Don't be scared,
honey!" he said in a nice sounding voice. "You know I would never,
EVER hurt you, right?" I looked at him and nodded. His hands felt
warm as they slipped up my legs and pushed my dress up to my
tummy. I felt kind of nervous having him seeing me this way, but
he just looked down and said, "My GOD Jennifer! You are soo
beautiful!" I let him push my legs apart and look at me some more.
"That is the most beautiful cunt I have ever seen, Jennifer!" I
thought he said I had a "cut" and felt kind of nervous. I felt his
fingers rubbing my pee place while he said things like "God, you
are soo precious!" and "I bet you taste soo wonderful!" I felt
very strange when he leaned down and started kissing and licking
me between my legs. His mouth and tongue seemed to go all over it
and even tried to go inside. I felt his finger rubbing me and
could tell he was trying to make it go inside also. Ken was making
really happy sounds and was telling me how "pretty" I was and how
"delicious" I tasted.
"God, how I love your pretty cunt, Jennifer!" he said and moved
his mouth higher. When his mouth touched a place near where my pee
comes out something really odd happened to me. His finger was
still trying to go inside of me and a strange shiver went through
my tummy. Between licks and sucking he was saying things like how
my cunt tasted soo good and "I want to make you come, Jennifer!" I
really didn't know what to do, or say as I laid there with Ken's
face between my legs. I could feel his mouth really licking and
sucking harder at my pee place. The tip of his finger had gone
just inside me a little now and something really scary happened to
me. You know when your foot falls asleep and tingles a lot, like
pins?
I sort of felt like that, but not the hurting kind of tingles.
This was a tingle like I had never, ever felt before. I grabbed
really tight to the blanket and felt like I was going to pee. But
it wasn't like pee. There was one, quick squirt and then another.
I felt Ken's finger push inside me and it kind of hurt but I could
not stop squirting. His finger was going in and out of me faster
now and the hurt kind of went away. I just held the blanket
tighter and squirted a lot more. When the squirting seemed to
stop, I felt his finger pulling out of me. I opened my eyes and
saw Ken smiling at me and his face looked all wet and shiny.
"Did that feel Good, Angel?" he asked.
"What happened?" I asked back
"You had a come, sweetheart!" he told me. "A great big beautiful
come!" I knew absolutely nothing about what he was talking about.
I only know that I felt really warm inside and really wet between
my legs. Ken crawled over the top of me and I felt his hand
undoing his pants. "Would you like to have another nice come,
sweetheart?" He asked me.
I just looked at his face and nodded. I kind of DID want to feel
that again. I felt Ken push against me and something warm and
thick was rubbing up and down along my pee place. I knew it wasn't
his finger, because his hands were along side of us, holding him
self up. What he said next, explained what it was.
"Can you feel how BIG you made my cock, Jennifer?" I COULD feel
it, all big as it slipped along me. Again, there was a tingle down
there. I felt his hand reach down and he was rubbing the end of it
all along my wet pee place. He looked down at me and said, "This
is going to hurt, Jennifer! But it's not a bad kind of hurt. It's
a very special kind of hurt that very good girls feel only once in
there lives and then it goes away, forever."
I looked up at him, trying to understand what he meant. He told me
it was "okay to cry" and that if I kissed him the hurt would go
away faster. I just nodded, unsure when he asked me if I was ready
to "be a very, very big girl now!" I felt his thingy pushing into
me and then the biggest hurt I ever felt in my life. I opened my
mouth to yell but his mouth covered mine and I could feel his
tongue going in it.
His tongue was wiggling and playing with my tongue as I cried. I
never felt anything soo big inside me in my whole 6 years of
living. I felt it going more and more and thought it would never
stop, but it did. He took his mouth away and I could cry now,
saying "Awwwwww!" and... "It's too big! It hurts!"
"Yes it hurts, baby!" he said. "That's my cock inside you, making
you a big girl! Can you feel how big it is inside you?"
"Uh-huh!" was all I could manage to be able to say. Ken was
telling me to just hold still and let my body get "used" to it. He
told me how tight my cunt felt on his big cock. He held it really
still, but I could feel it throbbing inside me. But, as usual he
was right. It did seem to stop hurting so much and just felt like
a dull throbbing sensation inside me. Ken kissed my mouth again
and looked down. He must have felt the pain going away, though I
don't know how... because he said, "I'm going to fuck you now,
Jennifer! Would you like that, honey?"
"F-f-fuck me??" I asked, not understanding.
"Yes sweetheart. Fuck you!" he said smiling down at me. "And if
you ask me nicely, I will fuck you and give you another nice, warm
come!" I kind of did want to have another come and nodded so he
told me what to say and how to ask him. I looked up into his face
and repeated the words he told me.
"Please!" I said. "Pretty, please! Please fuck me with your big
cock!" I really had no idea what I was saying but could tell it
was making Ken very happy. When I said the next part, I felt him
pulling his cock back slowly.
"Please!" I said. "Please give me a come with your big, beautiful
cock, Ken!" I didn't really know what I was saying, but as he
slowly moved it back and forth I could feel my insides pushing his
skin back, making a ring around his cock the rubbed me a lot and
then slipped back over the end as he pulled back. It really,
really did start to feel good as he moved a little faster each
time. My little butt was bouncing up and down on the blanket below
me. Ken took his hand and licked his thumb. He started to rub my
pee place and asked..."Are you ready to have your come, darling?"
I guess I was ready, because his thumb was giving me a tingle like
his tongue did. Ken was rubbing me faster and faster now and I
felt my self beginning to squirt again.
Ken groaned really loud, "Ugggghhhhhhhhhhh!" and pushed his cock
hard against me. Then thick wet warmth began to fill my insides.
Ken said something about "Oh Jesus!" and fell hard over me. I
could not stop squirting as his cock held still, but kept
throbbing.
"Oh fuck, Jennifer!" he said, kissing my face all over. "You are
the greatest little fuck I ever dreamed of!"
I could not understand any of this at the time. All I knew was
that I felt very special and liked how Ken talked to me in ways
that made me feel good inside. I had no control over what my body
was doing as I felt his cock getting smaller inside me. My body
kept squeezing it over and over and I was very sad when one big
squeeze pushed it out of me. I lifted my head to look down, but he
stopped me. "Don't look, sweetheart!" he said. "It will scare you,
baby!" Between my legs felt soo wet as I touched myself with my
hand.
"But I want to see!" I told him trying to take my hand up, but his
held it there. I told him I really wanted to and even after he
warned me that it would not look very pretty he finally gave in.
When I looked down, I was shocked at what I saw. His cock was all
soft and covered in blood and stuff was dripping from its end. I
looked at my fingers and they to, were covered with blood.
"I KILLED YOU!" I screamed. He kissed me a lot and said, "No
honey! You didn't kill me. You made me feel very, very good!" He
told me that this is what happens when a girl does it for the
first time. But that, from then on there would not be any more
blood. "Just wonderful, warm come!" he added. When he helped me
up, I could not stand on my legs because they shook a lot. He
picked me up and held me with one arm, while his other hand pulled
his pants up.
"Let's get you all cleaned up, my precious darling!" he said. He
carried me to the water and took my dress all the way off. I sat
in the cool water as he carefully washed between my legs. He even
washed down at my poop hole where some of the stuff had dripped.
It looked like he was thinking of something and his finger stayed
on my poop hole a long time, just rubbing it softly. He helped me
back on the bank and I watched as he washed himself off. He even
washed under the skin with his finger. I giggled as he pulled the
skin forward and reached into it with his finger... rubbing all
around. He then washed my dress and we went back to the spot. He
hung it on a branch to dry and we sat down together... with me
being still naked.
I sat there in his arms and told him that what we did was kind of
fun, but not as fun as when I had sucked him. He told me not to
worry and that the more I do it, the better it would get. He
kissed me and said, "But you really liked sucking my cock, didn't
you sweetheart?" I told him it was the funnest thing I ever did.
Ken told me that since I was such a good girl for him, that he
would let me suck it again if I wanted to.
"Now???" I asked him excitedly.
"Yes, my darling!" he said. "But you must only use your mouth this
time. No hands, okay?" I nodded my head in glee. I got down as he
instructed and he took his cock out again. This time, even though
it was still soft, it looked a little fatter than before. He put
his hands on the log beside him and scooted his forward. When I
tried to put my mouth on it, he shook it away. I looked up at him
and said, "No fair!" He just gazed down and said, "Try to catch
the 'worm', sweetheart!"
I tried again and he wagged it away. Again and again I tried to
catch the "worm" as he called it but it kept wagging all around
and slapped on my face. Both of us started laughing really hard
until finally he made his cock go one way and I went the same. I
captured the "worm" with my mouth and sucked it really hard, not
wanting to let it get away. Ken tried to pull it away, and as it
slipped out I shoved my face forward and sucked even harder than
before. With Ken trying to take it away ad me trying to keep it...
his cock slid back and forth in my mouth, growing as it did until
it got so big that I had to stand up and put my hands on the log
so my mouth could go down and up on it.
Ken was watching me do this and was telling me things like "Fuck
Jennifer! You are the greatest little cocksucker in the whole
world!" And things such as "Yes darling! Suck my cock." And, "You
REALLY love my cock, don't you honey?" It was true. I never had
any idea what love was and sucking his cock was the closest thing
to love that I knew. This time he didn't hold my head,
rather....he just lifted his hips up and down off the log. While I
still could not take all of it, I could manage more this time. It
was big and full and warm and felt good going back and forth over
my tongue. I really tried to take as much as I could and Ken
groaned loudly...
"Uhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned. "Coming baby!!" He pushed up really hard
and the wonderful, warm thick stuff squirted into my throat. This
time I was prepared for it and swallowed quickly, not wanting any
of it get away. Flowing down my throat as it went, it caused my
tummy to feel very warm inside. When I let got of it, Ken looked
really, really sleepy. "Oh... my... GOD!" he said, trying to
breath. "You REALLY do LOVE sucking cock, don't you Jennifer?"
It was true. I not only liked it, but found myself pretty good at
it. It was a warm day and my dress dried quickly. Ken helped me
back into it and kissed me again. When I got back home, my mommy
was still asleep so I played alone and thought. When she did wake
up and staggered out of her room, she saw I was still in my Sunday
dress. And that I had gotten some dirt on it.
She pulled me over her lap and spanked my bare, little bottom a
lot. Even though it hurt a lot, I didn't mind. All I could think
of was how much I loved Ken and how his warm come was way inside
of me. Mommy was still too out of it to even notice that my pee
place was all puffy and pink now. I really had to hold it tight so
Ken's come would not leak out.
Several days later I had a chance to sneak away to the woods
again. I was sad to find that Ken was nowhere around. I looked
everywhere. The water and behind the log. All I found was a note.
I still could not read and just folded it up and stuck it in my
pocket. I looked around one more time and left. Many times I went
back and never saw Ken there again. Now I had begun school and
things went okay until one day, when I was in the 4th grade.
My teacher's name was... of all things "Ken". I began to have a
crush on him... a serious, strong crush... as little girls tend to
get. One day, after class I waited until it was just him and me in
the room. I walked up to his desk and knelt down.
"Could I suck your cock, Ken???" I asked, reaching for his pants.
All hell broke loose at that point. He was madder than I ever saw
anyone get. My mommy was called and I was suspended for three
days. I got a spanking that night like I had never gotten before.
Mommy and I got into a huge fight, screaming and yelling. She was
calling me things like "slut" and "whore." They sounded like
really, really bad things to me.
I ran to my bedroom and slammed the door shut hard. I sat, crying
on my bed and looked at the little box I kept some things in that
meant something to me. I took out the paper I found that day at
the log. I could read it now and saw it was an address. After
mommy went to bed I snuck out to her car and got one of the maps
she had there and looked up the state and town on the paper. That
night I decided I was going to run away.
I snuck some clothes into a bag and some other stuff and climbed
out my window into the darkness. I really had no idea where to go
and found the all-night gas station. Even though the guy looked at
me funny, he did tell me how to get to a highway I pointed to on
the map I had. I was going to ask him about the town, but
something made me change my mind.
All night I walked and hitch-hiked. I got a ride from a really old
man and lady that let me stay with them at a motel. They could
have been someone's grandparents, they were THAT old. They told me
I could stay with them if I promised to do "everything" they told
me to do. God that was a wired night. The man's cock was a lot
smaller than Ken's and more wrinkled. He seemed to like the way I
sucked it, but all I could think about was Ken. The lady kissed
and licked my pee place, though it was a lot different from how
Ken did it.
I let the man get over me and put his cock in my pee place. Then
he did something I thought was really strange. He rolled me onto
my tummy and put a pillow under me. He told me to kiss and lick
his wife's pee place... except they kept calling it her "pussy". I
remember it smelled really funny. Behind me I could feel the man
trying to put his cock I my poop hole.
I really didn't want to do that, but he kept my face hard on his
wife's pussy and did it anyway. He kept telling his wife about how
tight my "ass" was and how I should relax. His wife was holding my
face really tight to her and I could hear her telling to let him
"fuck" my "ass". I was kind of surprised that it didn't seem to
hurt... well maybe a little, and just let him do it until I felt
the warm stuff squirting into me.
We had to do other things that night including making me "clean"
off his cock with my mouth. I remember how it smelled like poop
and kind of tasted the same way. Not that I ever tasted poop, but
you know what I mean. They even made me go into the bathroom and
lay in the tub while they both made pee on me and in my mouth.
After what seemed like forever, they fell asleep, I gathered my
stuff and snuck out of the room and ran as fast as I could,
pulling my clothes on as I went. I couldn't sleep at all that
night as I hid in the desert, shaking and scared.
I guess I did sleep, because when I woke up it was day time. I
snuck back to the motel and was happy to see that the people's car
wasn't there. I had stolen some money out of the man's wallet and
the lady's purse before I left, so I went into the coffee shop and
hand some food. After I ate I went into the bathroom and washed
away the stuff that was leaking out of me pee place and poop hole.
I made my way back to the highway and was walking when a man I saw
from the coffee shop stopped and gave me a ride.
I kept sitting there thinking about the old people and wondering
if this man was a creep like them. Turns out he wasn't. He was
actually very nice to me. He wanted to give me some money, but I
told him I had some. I had to get out where he was turning. He
told me about how to hold my thumb up in the air as I walked so
people would know I wanted a ride. That seemed to work out pretty
good!
I got rides from a lot of different people... one was a man that
wanted me to suck on his cock and put my finger in his poop hole
while we drove...which I did. He sure made a lot more come than
the old man and I had a really hard time swallowing it all. I also
got a ride from a pretty lady, but she wanted me to "play" with
her doggy. I didn't want to do THAT and she made me get out.
Sometimes I could not get a ride and had to sleep behind buildings
and under bridges along the way.
I always kept watching for the old people's car, but never saw it.
I don't know how many days it took, but it was a lot before I got
to the town on the address. I was really glad to get there because
I had almost run out of money now. I asked a man at a gas station
where the street was on the paper. He just pointed at a map on the
window. It took me a long time to figure out how to find anything.
One nice, old lady came in and saw I had trouble and helped. I
kept thinking that she would make me do things for her, but she
didn't. She just told me how to get to the place I was looking
for. She said she would give me a ride, but didn't have a car.
"Just turn down the dirt road…" she told me, "when you get to the
mail boxes. It's a long way back, but you can't miss it." Boy was
she right! It was a really long way. I finally got to the house
and saw only one car there. I knocked on the front door and when I
saw that it was Ken that opened the door, I flung myself to him.
At first he didn't know who I was. When I told him I was
"Jennifer" he looked around a lot and told me to come inside. I
told him all about how I ran away and most of the things that
happened along the way. He kept telling me that "they" would be
looking for me and how I could not stay there. "But I WANT to!!" I
told him that I loved him and missed him soo much. "How long ago
did you leave?" he asked. I started trying to count days with my
fingers and he stopped me after I got to the 6th one. "Hang on!"
he said. We went into his spare room and my eyes flew wide. "You
have a computer?" I said.
I had only seen one in school and was surprised when Ken told me
that just about every one had one these days. I watched as he
typed some stuff and clicked. "What are you doing?" I asked him. I
told him that I really wanted to suck his cock again tugging at
his pants. "Hang on, damn it!" he said. He told me he was
searching something called a "data base".
I had no idea what that was. He looked at me and said, "There's no
police report about a run-a-way girl."
"Does that mean they aren't looking for me?"
He said that it could mean that, yes. Then he typed some more and
clicked again. I watched as letters scrolled down the screen. It
kind of looked like a newspaper. He stopped at one place and I saw
a picture of my mommy.
"That's my mommy!!" I said, looking at the words. Ken just red the
words and then turned to me with a sad look on his face.
"Jennifer!" he said, taking my hand. "Your mommy is dead, honey!"
Suddenly I felt very, very sad and started to cry. Even though
mommy was mean to me, I certainly did not want her to be dead. Ken
told me something about how she died in her sleep. "It was pretty
closed to the time you ran away!" he said.
I sobbed and through my tears I asked, "Did I KILL my mommy, Ken?
You know....when I ran away? He looked at the words and told me
"no"... that my mommy had gotten really drink that night and
something about her liver.
"Does it say anything about Carly and Tony?"
"About who?" he asked. I told him about Carly and Tony and he
typed some more and clicked. "THAT'S them!!!" I said when their
picture came up. Ken told me that Carly and Tony had tried to rob
a store and how Tony shot a man. "They're in jail for a really,
really long time!" Ken told me. Then he looked at me and got a
really big smile. "I guess that no one is going to come looking
for you sweetheart!"
Ken looked back at the screen and typed again. He said he was
looking for information about the school I went to. He read out
loud, "After a major blaze destroyed all of the school's records,
authorities are asking ANY parents to come forward and provide
documents showing their children's attendance." Ken looked at me
and smiled.
"Even the school won't be looking for you, honey! I guess I'm your
new daddy, baby girl!" I hugged his neck really hard, "I can
stay??"
"I guess you can, Angel!" Then he got a funny expression and
pinched his nose with his fingers. "Jesus Christ!" he said. "You
sure do STINK!" Holding his nose made his voice all high and
squeaky and I laughed. "Let's get you cleaned up, first of all!"
he said and took me to the bathroom. While the tub filled he took
my clothes off and looked at my naked body.
"You are still the most beautiful girl I have ever seen,
Jennifer!" I hugged him and got in the warm, soapy water. Ken
washed my hair and my feet and my legs and my tummy and my chest.
He very gently washed my pee place and poop hole, then he said,
kind of quietly, "I remember the first time I did this, Jennifer!"
As he rubbed his finger on my poop hole, I told him about the old
people and what the old man did to me. His finger did not stop
rubbing me as he asked me if it hurt.
"No!" I said. "Not really. I was scared but it kind of felt
different. Not a bad different, but kind of a good one."
Ken pushed his finger gently into my poop hole and he asked, "Did
it feel like this, Jennifer?" His finger was moving in and out of
my poop hole slowly. I told him it kind of did, only bigger. I let
Ken slide his finger in and out and told him how the old people
called it my "ass". Ken said that some times that was a good name
for my poop hole. Ken stopped rubbing inside me and asked,
"Jennifer, would you let ME put my cock in your ass?"
I was deeply in love with Ken and I told him I would do anything
and everything he wanted me to do. I remember feeling Ken taking
his finger away and thought about how it felt like it was still in
there... just like when the old man took his little cock out. Ken
wrapped me in a big towel and carried me to his bedroom. "WOW!" I
said, seeing his big bed. "We have lots of room to play,
sweetheart!" he said and placed me on the bed. Ken took off his
clothes and I saw his pretty cock standing big and happy once
more. I was going to suck it when he stopped me.
"Not yet, darling!" he said. "Daddy wants to put it in your ass,
remember?" I sadly turned over and got on my hands and knees, like
the old people made me do. I could almost feel his eyes caressing
my butt and I said, "I'm ready Ken!" Ken corrected me and told me
that from now on, I was to call him "daddy". I felt his hands on
my back side and he also told me that he would not fuck my ass
until I asked him really, really nice.
He started to kiss and lick all over my poop hole, while I kept
trying to ask him properly. Over and over I would say, "Please
daddy! Please fuck my ass!" I tried every thing I could think of
and he still just kept licking. And he wasn't just licking
either... his tongue not only licked all around her butt hole, but
inside it as well. This sent funny feelings way up into her tummy
and she could feel a tingle in her pee place. It wasn't until she
practically screamed, "Daddy! Please fuck my ass. Please I want to
have your big, beautiful cock up inside me!"
Ken knew exactly what he was doing. He had a chance to adore the
most gorgeous asshole in the universe and he wasn't going to take
it lightly. His tongue teased and tantalized her little star with
vigor. He loved the way it relaxed as he probed deeper with his
tongue. Her words and pleas were sending him into a raging hard-
on. When her words were at their strongest pleas... he removed his
tongue from her and gazed at her shiny, wet little pucker. "She's
really ready!" he thought to himself.
"Do you REALLY want daddy to fuck your pretty ass, Jennifer?" he
said already knowing what her answer would be. It was when she
answered him with "Yes daddy! Please! I really want you to fuck my
ass!" that Ken knew what he had to do. He moved up behind her,
holding his throbbing cock. He rubbed the tip all over her wet,
shiny hole and eased forward.
Jennifer felt his cock pushing against her and really tried to
relax. Her ring was so sensitive now, that she could actually feel
it pushing his foreskin back and the tip stretching her. Ken gazed
down and saw the very same thing. Jennifer could feel his thumbs
pulling her tiny cheeks apart as he glided slowly, deeply into
her. Her young mind reeled in pleasure. The old man just shoved it
in and it hurt some. But daddy Ken was going slowly and filling
her tenderly, even though he was soo much larger than the old man.
Ken watched in amazement as her little anus accepted inch after
inch of his cock. Her tiny passage dipped and widened soo
beautifully that a normal man would have come right then and
there. All she seemed to want was more and more. What he thought
of as "normal" was a little twisted. When he first got here, he
met a barmaid that could fuck like there was no tomorrow.
In order to keep up with her, Ken began taking pills to help him
last longer. But even so, the relationship ended bitterly and he
had not had sex for a while now, but kept taking the pills anyway.
Now it was truly paying off, not only for him but for Jennifer as
well. His cock wormed slowly deeper until her tiny ass cheeks
pressed against his legs.
Jennifer really tried to relax, kind of like the old man in the
motel had told her to do. To her, it felt bigger than ANY poop she
ever made and it was going the wrong way. She could feel her
entire insides straightening to accommodate the huge intruder.
Even when daddy Ken fucked her pee place... she never felt soo
full and warm in her life. She braced herself wither arms and just
let it go further and further into her. When she felt her bottom
touching his legs, he held her really still. She knew she was
making daddy Ken happy because of the sounds he was making... a
lot of "Ahhh s" and "Ohhhh s"!
It was true. Ken was enjoying every succulent inch of this little
girl's asshole as his cock plunged deeper and deeper until it
completely disappeared inside of her. "Daddy is going to fuck you
now, sweetheart!" she heard him say softly. "Okay daddy!" was the
only thing she could utter. She felt his big cock pulling
outwards, slowly and it really felt warm and wonderful to her. She
tried very hard to follow his instructions.
Ken told Jennifer to squeeze him as tight as she could. When he
felt her muscle gripping him he drew back slowly. It looked like
she did not want to let his cock go as it clung to it. He pulled
nearly all the way back and instructed her to relax. When her body
complied, he pressed forward again filling her ass with cock. He
began to move her a little faster, repeating his instructions.
Jennifer really, really tried to obey the instructions her daddy
was giving her but the sensation was really soo much for her.
His hands pushed and pulled at her bottom as he moved her back and
forth on his cock. Nothing she ever felt in her life was quite
like this. In and out, over and over it went... stroking her
insides so wonderfully the she almost cried. When daddy Ken told
her to fuck his cock now, she eagerly tried to obey.
"Honey, I want you to fuck my cock now!!" Ken told Jennifer. He
let go of her butt and allowed her to glide, slowly back onto it
and pull away. He could feel her sphincter muscle relaxing and
squeezing as she obeyed. Her tiny body rocked back and forth on
his cock, loving every single inch of it. Her butt began to slap
his legs faster and faster. "She's almost there!" he thought to
himself. He reached down under her and felt her wet, little crease
rubbing it with his fingers.
Jennifer's mind went totally blank now. Daddy Ken was rubbing her
pee place and causing her to feel soo tingly inside. She bounced
back and forth on his cock and felt her self beginning to squirt,
as she had never done before in her life. Every nerve inside her
body tingled furiously. Again and again she felt herself
squirting. She squeezed her body very tightly now on daddy Ken's
cock. Ken could feel his baby coming. His fingers expertly rubbed
her tiny clit and he felt her gripping his cock tighter than
anything he ever felt in his life. His hand soaked with her cream.
He could hold back no longer and began to shoot hot, thick ropes
of come deep into her bowels. Jennifer knew, from his sounds that
she was making him very happy and like the old man's, hot liquid
filled her little bowels. Only this time it felt different. She
pushed her self back hard and wanted daddy's liquid all the way
inside her. Her grabbed her very hard and held her tightly to him
pumping gush after gush into her body.
There was a loud snap in Ken's mind as he began to come in the
girl's ass. He could feel it pulsing and gripping him as he shoved
it as far as he possible could into her. He felt his come so warm
and wet flowing not only into her, but all over his cock as well.
It surged through his cock madly until finally....and sadly it
ended.
Jennifer was making sounds he never heard from any lover before.
She slapped back on his cock like a professional and he knew she
wanted it all. Jennifer really did want this. It was like nothing
she ever felt before and when their two bodies collapsed on the
bed, she felt more loved that she ever knew possible. Daddy Ken
held her tightly to him and she could feel his cock twitching and
draining within her butt hole. As his cock deflated inside her,
she wished it would never leave. But it did and left her slowly
with a soft "plop".
Ken held his tiny angel tightly and fell with her onto the bed.
Her muscle was pulsing on his softening cock like nothing he had
ever known before. Her quiet moan filled his ears as his limp cock
left her slowly. He didn't really want it to leave her, but he
wasn't Superman after all. He lifted her face to his and kissed
her softly on her lips. Warm, accepting and tender was their
response. Her tiny tongue accepted his with joy.
Her body shook from the spasms of her orgasm and his. She opened
her soft eyes and looked through his very soul. There was an
innocent wonder and joy in them as she said "Would you like me to
'clean' you now daddy?" He held her to him, unaware of how the old
man made her clean his cock after he fucked her asshole.
"No baby!" he said quietly to her. "Not right now, okay?" She
cuddled closer to him and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning they woke and he washed her clothes. Jennifer
stayed nude the entire time. She didn't mind being naked around
her daddy Ken at all. Ken thought about his life while Jennifer
tried even harder to suck more of his cock at the breakfast table
that morning.
As the days passed quickly, Jennifer learned more and more about
sex. Sometimes they would look at Ken's computer and read stories
and look at pictures together. It always ended up in brilliant
"love making" as her daddy called it. Eventually, Jennifer had to
re-enroll on school. She didn't like the time she was made to
spend away from daddy Ken. She liked this new town and made a few
friends. Daddy Ken was wonderful about letting them have sleep-
overs and stuff.
Her birthdays were always fun times for her. Daddy Ken not only
gave her nice things, but helped her understand more and more ways
of making love. Together they grew closer and closer. Nothing was
over looked in her training in the ways of sex. Daddy Ken even
enjoyed it when she brought a boy friend home when she was 12
years old. The boy was her age and the three of them had wonderful
times together.
Jennifer grew to love seeing daddy Ken's cock going into the boy's
butt hole. She loved watching daddy Ken sucking his pretty cock
also. Life went on beautifully until one very sad day in her life.
Jennifer came home from school. Now she was 16 and found her tummy
growing with daddy Ken's baby. Yes, he made her pregnant. Or
someone did. She never knew exactly who. Daddy Ken was a lot older
now too. When she entered the house and searched for him, she
found daddy Ken on his bed. No matter how much she tried, she
could not wake him up. Even his cock stayed soft as she sucked
it... something that never, ever happened before. She called the
doctors and daddy Ken was taken away from her forever. She sat
there, alone and read the letter that was left for her
You see, daddy Ken had gotten a lot of money from an inheritance.
He had told her tha and that's why he left her soo long ago. As
she read the paper it all became clear to her. Daddy Ken died of
natural causes and left everything to Jennifer. She understood
that the baby boy swimming in her tummy and her would be very,
very well provided for or the rest of her life.
The end... or is it?