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....

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