Mr Double's Story Page Young Slut...: Trish's Intro to Kiddy-Porn What a question! 'Course I don't watch porno flics! Kids my age don't get chance unless they're lucky! Right away I wished the guy hadn't asked, although I suppose I had let him think I was over eighteen and not just another hot'n'sexy almost fourteen year-old! I was so stuck for words I stopped gobbling his cock for a moment and just knelt in front of him with a dumb expression on my face. "If I tell him the truth would he refuse to drive me home?" My thoughts wandered. It was both cold and dirty in that back alley behind the disco and I knew it was already too late to find some other guy who'd mouth-fuck me and give me a lift home. Also, if I went round the front and asked the bouncers for help they might just sus I'm well under-age, so that was DEFINITELY a no-no! I live with my folks on the far side of town and, as every clued-up girl worth her salt knows, these days a cock-suck is accepted as the minimum fare for a free ride home from a club. It's too bad the Pussycat Disco is so far from my house or else I might scrape up enough for a taxi, but that would only cover one trip and I'm there Fridays AND Saturdays. So its usually a quick back seat screw or a blow-job plus a bit of sweet talk, then I'll mostly use my knickers to clean up [I never can remember to take Kleenex!] before I get dropped off a few doors down the street and creep in the house without waking my folks. Its not that I care how many guys I fuck with 'cos I stopped counting cocks long ago. It all started on a weird Saturday a few weeks before my twelfth birthday when my two cousins held me down and took turns at busting my cherry. By the time they'd finished with me I was feeling real sore and had spunk running all down my legs, but I don't snitch on anyone so I just kept quiet. Next day I woke up feeling horny so I told a spotty fifteen year old neighbour he could fuck me in the cellar if his kid brother would keep a look-out. Although I hadn't planned to I then let 'em swap round so they could both come off in my cunt, and ever since then I've been well known in the neighbourhood as a good lay who 'puts-out' to the max. I know these days most chicks my age will fuck if they're pushed, but the guys at school know I'm the easiest piece of fuck-meat on two legs and thats the way I like it!. Anyway, I find it easier to get off fast with guys by being an open-legged horny fuck-slut so my reputation doesn't bother me one bit. But what I really DO care about is getting grounded by my folks, and if they found out I'd been a regular at the Pussycat for over six months they'd probably keep me in nights for a whole year! "Yeah," I lied, huskily, "I adore hard porno fuck-films!" Then I jammed my face back into the guy's pubes and kept on sucking his fat cock until I'd milked all his ball-juice down my throat. His spunk was thick and tasted strong, much saltier than I was used to, but I wasn't gonna let that stop me! No Sir! I kept swallowing over and over to work it right down my hungry gullet until there was hardly any left in my hot sucking gob. Then I coughed to clear my throat and gave one last swallow before I looked up at his face. "Like it.....?" I knew I was good. With sex I don't believe in pussyfooting around like some stupid girls I could mention, and I know that's what all guys like. "Yeah," drawled the unnamed stud, "C'mon kid I'd better drop ya at your place." "Shit!" I silently cursed,"he's sussed I'm not eighteen. Maybe if I stick my tits out more he won't guess my real age..." I stood up and brushed the dirt off my knees then cursed again when I realised one of my cheap stockings had been holed. With my bra-less tits mashed against his right arm he led me across the parking lot to his car. He didn't say much on the way home, just stared out the window like he was deep in thought while I did all the usual stuff. Toyed with his dick, flashed my tits at cars, pushed his hand down my panties for a feel. Normal in-car boy stuff. When he finally spoke his middle finger was beavering away in my slit and I was trying to remember if he'd told me his name! "I'm having some guys round at my place tomorrow to watch some hard new fuck-films." He gave me a sideways glance. "Wanna join in the fun...?" As he said it his finger rolled back and forth inside my wet cunt-hole and I squirmed in the seat. "Shit!" I cursed to myself yet again, "How in the name of fuck canI get out of the house tomorrow night?" After thinking it over for a few seconds I shrugged. I'd just have to think up some good excuse, that's all! While I was thinking we stopped for a red light and some guys stood staring at me through the window, making me look down. I laughed. My tiny skirt was hitched up round my waist and the guy's big hand was jammed down the front of my pale blue panties, exposing half my pubes. I couldn't care less how sluttish I looked, and instead of trying to cover my crotch I waved at my audience and grinned widely when I noticed two of them start to rub the bulges in their pants. There was about five guys staring at me and I began fantasizing what it would feel like to be gang-banged. "How many will I have to fuck?" I jumped at the sound of my voice. I'd been daydreaming as I stared at the guys crossing the road and hadn't meant to speak out loud. "Look kid," My escort laughed, "You can fuck whoever you want 'cos I jus' don't give a shit. I jus' thought you might like to watch some fuck-films." He gunned the motor as the lights changed. "How many ya fuck and all that shit is up to you!" I smiled and gave it some more thought. His offer sounded perfectly reasonable to me. A free viewing of the kind of fuck-films I'd wanted to see ever since I'd first heard about them as a curious nine year-old, AND there'd be at least one guy to fuck with if I felt randy. I reached over and squeezed his cock. "Sorry... don't know why I asked such a dumb question." I felt his cock starting to get hard again. "I'd just love to see your fuck-films, so where do you live?" He reached forward in the dash pocket then handed me a card with his address. "Be there about eight." I answered with, "You bet I will!" as I pulled his cock out again and lowered my head to it. My timing was very close and I was still swallowing his second load of spunk when I hopped out thecar and watched him pull away. I stepped into a doorway, undid my belt and tugged at my crotch-high microskirt until it was almost the length of an ordinary mini, then pulled my top up around my neck so I could fasten the bra I'd hidden in my handbag. I felt an exhibitionist urge and stepped onto the sidewalk for a minute, shaking my small bare tits at passing cars like some topless-dancer slut before reluctantly clipping the bra and pulling my top down. "Yeah!" I smiled to myself as I strutted the last few yards home, "Its fun being a young teenage FUCK-TOY!" Next day I called my older cousin Jenny and gave her some bullshit about wanting to help a friend with her schoolwork but my folks wouldn't let me out three nights in a row. "Please Jenny," I pleaded with her, "Would you call Mom and make out you need me for something?" I thought I ought to wheedle a bit just to make sure. "Just this once and I promise I'll make it up to you..." Finally I heard a sigh at theother end of the line. "OkayTrish," she said eventually, "Just this once, I'll call her around seven." She was a good sport and I knew she didn't really mean the 'just this once' crap either. I was real good to Mom and Dad all day, helping out and stuff. At six-thirty I told Mom I was going up to have a shower and sort my things out for school. First I snuck into her bedroom to borrow a tiny pair of her panties, then I retrieved the ultra-short and tight lycra dress that I keep hidden in my room and stuffed both items into my bag together with a small cologne spray. So far my plan was working out peachy! I then took a shower and repeatedly pushed the small shower-head deep into my cunt to give my busy fuck-hole its daily sluicing. After drying off and stuff I heard the phone ring. Great! As I knew she would, Mom then called me down and actually apologised for sending me round to Jenny's. All I had on was my bathrobe so I gave her one of my 'I'm a good citizen' expressions. "It's okay Mom, I don't mind helping Jenny. I'll just go and throw some things on." Back in my room I clipped on my other lacy bra, stepped into some cotton bikini nicks then pulled on my Levis, a sweater and my best shoes. She watched me pedal off on my bike. It was only a few blocks to the bus station, and there I locked the bike to some railings then bought a cheap pair of white hold-ups from the kiosk and found an empty cubicle in the restroom. Just five minutes later a sexy perfumed little tart emerged wearing a spray-on microdress - ME! I put my sweater, jeans and cotton knickers in a locker and hopped on the bus. My dress is so unbelievably short it always shows plenty of pantie-triangle whenever I sit and it quickly got me off with two guys across the bus who gave me their numbers and made me promise to call them soon. Like I said - EASY! The journey took about half an hour and by the time I eventually found the apartmentand rangthe doorbellit was fiveaftereight o'clock. The dooropened and Carl [the name was printed on his address card] looked me up and down appreciatively. "Hi kid!" came the drawled welcome, "Bring that cute li'l ass inside." I smiled sexily and he gave my tight butt a friendly squeeze and a smack as I walked past him. In the lounge were six of his friends, all guys, and I was quickly given a drink before being introduced to them. Two were about my Dad's age [WOW!] but the others all looked twenty-something. The doorbell rung again and two more guys stepped into the room, then stood and stared at my crotch. I looked down. My tight dress had drawn itself up an inch or so to expose my knicker-crotch, a young girl's peril [and pleasure!] from daring to wear such ultra-short micros! I giggled and looked them straight in the eye whilst pulling at the hem half-heartedly until it hovered around my cunt-level. This was already getting to be fun! I had a couplemoreglasses ofwine and triedsmokingsome pot [another first!]when one guy handed me his joint, inhaling as deeply as I could to get all the shit right down into my lungs. Lucky for me I'm used to smoking. I first tried a normal cigarette when I was nearly ten, but my best friend double-dared me to inhale and I just ended up coughing and choking on it Then I began stealing them from wherever and practised on my own, and after a few months I was able to inhale and hold my breath until no smoke escaped. For a while it became my party trick! I've been smoking regularly since eleven and a half and since my first fuck three months later I've had cigarettes every chance I get. Mornings are bad 'cos I have to wait until I set off to school, then I get three down me one after another. I have two every lunchtime and an extra one in breaktimes followed by three more before I get home. So far by begging, borrowing, stealing and offering guys quick feels and stuff I'mgetting throughabout eightya week,but I know my body needsa lot more 'cos I get frustrated if I only have ten or so a day. A few times I've fucked with some guy for a twenty-pack to take me through the week, but Fridays and Saturdays are okay 'cos at the Pussycat I can keep smoking non-stop until I'm feeling all nice and relaxed... I clamped my lips together and held my breath for ages, wanting to make sure the marijuana did its stuff on me properly. The shit really fucked my lungs good and when finally I couldn't hold my breath any longer I let out a very slow sigh and was pleased when I saw no smoke escape this time either. I looked around to make sure I'd been watched [I had!] and by the time Carl put on the first video I was feeling a bit stoned, but dead horny too and my fuck-hole was already leaking sex-juice! One day I'd like someone to inject me with something that'll really fuck me up just to see what it feels like - and to find out how far I'llgo when my brain'stotally outof control... The girl pornostars were so sexy and attractive, and I enjoyed the intro feature which showed two girls in a shopping mall in hotpants and skimpy tops printed with the words 'FEEL ME - I'm real!'. They were promoting their latest porno-flick, and smiled as they kissed each guy who walked up to squeeze their bra-less tits. Every other guy who had a feel would grab a girl by the crotch and the lovely tramps would laugh and shamelessly grind their cunts into the guy's palm! A few passers-by stood staring in disbelief and I noticed some young kids in the back- ground giggling at the antics. One guy even stuck his hand right inside both girls' micro-shorts to finger their pantie-free pussies in public. The giggling sluts obviously didn't care and, amazingly, nobody tried to stop the very public sex-action. [I found out much later that the mall security guys had been paid off to keep scarce whilst it was filmed!] After a few moreminutesof kissingand blatant feeling-upboth tarts waltzed boldly into the mens room and began giving blow-jobs in full view of men and boys alike! I had to admire their total disregarded for rules and couldn't resist cheering when one of the sexpots stood in the men's room doorway, using her fingers to wipe some guy's wet spunk off her face before laughing into the camera! END PART 1.... Page created by: mrdouble@ix.netcom.com Changes last made on: Mon Sep 30 07:35:03 1996