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Archive name: journey.txt (M/g, rom, ped, ws, 1st, anal)
Authors name: Wyoming (storypassion72@hotmail.com)
Story title : Story of a Man's Journey

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Story of a Man's Journey (M/g, rom, ped, ws, 1st, anal)
by Wyoming (storypassion72@hotmail.com)

***

After being laid off from his job, James packs up his car 
and heads toward the West Coast unaware of what he will 
encounter. Some miles after stopping at a truck stop and 
while leaving his car unlocked there, he notices movement 
under his luggage in the back seat.

That was when James met 11-year-old Sarah Forest. The 
tale that follows is one of passion and erotic love 
between 46-year-old Jim Simpson and 11-year-old Sarah 
Forest. This is a work of fiction.

James's eyes narrowed as they followed I-80 toward the 
Nebraska horizon where it lay for miles straight as a 
pen. The land was not near as lush as his home in St. 
Louis where he was raised all his life. He left from 
under the shadow of the Golden Arch since he was laid off 
from the canning plant he worked at.

With nothing to loose James set his car in motion toward 
the West Coast leaving nothing behind. No family, no 
lover, and only drab memories. California would hold only 
God knows what, James thought. He knew it held something.

It was seven in the morning and he sat at a truck stop 
near Scotts Bluff drinking coffee that seemed as old and 
tasteful as fossil fuel. He was 5'11 and forty- six years 
old. His light brown hair had not yet yielded to any gray 
and gravity had not yet taken a hold of his skin. The way 
the waitress looked at him as he grimaced at each 
mouthful of coffee, he still felt handsome. 

"Damnit," James muttered when he returned to his car. He 
had left the car door unlocked. It was a habit that would 
have ended up having your car stolen back in St. Louis. 
But here at the lonely truck stop he noticed that his car 
and everything in side was still intact.

Sighing with gratefulness, James pulled back on to the 
interstate and headed toward Wyoming unaware that his car 
was eighty pounds heavier. James lazily thought about his 
future under the hum of his engine. I could always be an 
actor, he thought.

"I'll be back," he hocked out his best Arnold accent. 
Suddenly a small muffled giggle strayed from the back 
seat. "What the hell?" James jerked his head around so 
fast that the car swerved on to the break down lane 
making most of his luggage shift to one side revealing a 
little girl of about ten years old pulled into a fetal 
position behind his seat.

She wore short Jean shorts, a baggy spaghetti strap 
shirt, and sandals. Her saucer eyes bulged with guilt and 
fear. Her dark brown hair shined through the morning 
sunlight coming through the back window. James stopped 
his car and tried to say something. Stern, angry, 
worried?

James stared at the girl as she began to sit up. "I'm 
sorry sir, please don't hurt me. I'm sorry," the girl 
whispered.

Goose bumps grew up and down her soft little thighs and 
she held her arms around her stomach preparing for the 
worst. Yet, James unnerved by the girl's beauty as well 
as having not having a little pity spoke, "Who are you? 
What are you doing in my car? Where are your parents? How 
old are you?" The questions flowed out of him for the 
confusion was about to give him a heart attack.

"My name is Sarah and I am eleven. My step..." her voice 
started to waver, "My step-dad dropped me off at that 
truck stop. My Mom died of cancer a year ago and I was 
left with him. He hated me and hit me all the time. 
Finally he was going to take me to his sister's in 
Cheyenne but when he called her at the truck stop she 
changed her mind and didn't want me. So..." She sobbed. 
"He left me there." 

"Well, come up in the front seat with me, hun. We'll 
think of what to do next. It will be all right." As he 
took her hand to help her to the front seat several 
sparks went off in his stomach. Something warm began to 
swim in his stomach as she sat next to him with her hand 
in his. "What now?" he thought allowed. They shared the 
same answer: silence.

"Well," James started saying, trying to carry a sound of 
authority though his mind was bloated with confusion at 
why he would be attracted to this little orphan girl. Why 
did her legs, her saucer eyes, and her sweet voice and 
smell make him sweat? Why did the two little lumps of 
softness under her shirt inspire the hard on he was 
having for the past twenty miles?

"Well," he repeated, "I am going to California. You are 
welcome to the trip. But, once we get to San Diego I am 
going to have to bring you to a Children's Home or 
something. I will do anything to help you," James trailed 
off. He shifted and jerked a glance toward her as she 
stared at him with those incredible eyes. Her hair 
flicked by the window and her palms played innocently 
with the rims of her shorts.

"I am happy that it was my car that you climbed into for 
who knows what kind of psycho you could ended up with." 
God, am I one of those psycos too? I have never felt this 
way about a little girl. I have never felt this way about 
any body before, thought James. "I know you won't hurt 
me. You don't act like my step-dad. I pray that by the 
time we get to California you want to leave me. You'll 
keep me." She smiled confidently and James only smiled at 
her. "By the time we reach Utah, my dear," he replied 
with a playful grin, " you'll be begging for another 
ride!" She giggled and stuck her cherry red tongue at him 
making his hard on twitch in his pants. 

That night at a motel in Rock Springs, Wyoming Sarah and 
James sat beside each other watching TV and ate pizza. 
They had talked all across Wyoming. Four feet and eleven 
inches tall, she had played baseball and basketball back 
in her hometown of Lincoln, Nebraska.

Sarah wanted to be a veterinarian when she grew up 
because she loved animals. "I miss my cat, Buck. He ran 
away and never came home." Sarah's Mom had never paid any 
attention to her and would usually spend most of the 
nights at the bar with her husband and leave Sarah with 
friends most of the time. "I miss her too," Sarah added 
as if an after thought.

As they talked away the miles James forgot her age and 
had made a new best friend while on his way to a new 
start. His hard on never completely subsided.  

"Well, darling, another day of driving tomorrow, 
indeedy." James fell back on his bed with a thump.

"Okie-dokie," Sarah teased and she slid under the covers 
of the next bed. Before James turned out the light he 
noticed her shorts flying out from under the covers and 
onto the floor. Her shirt soon followed.

"We're going to have to buy you some pajamas and new 
clothes tomorrow." But in his heart, James didn't want to 
buy anything new. He liked imagining her just the way she 
was. He turned the lights off. 

In the middle of the night he felt Sarah climbed into bed 
with him. James turned over and mumbled. Sarah whispered 
in her ear, "I felt alone, more alone than I felt when I 
was left at home every night by my parents." Without 
thinking and half dazed by sleep and dream, James put his 
hand upon her and ran it down to the warm cotton of her 
panties.

"Hold me," Sarah whispered. He did. James wrapped his 
arms around her and pressed his hard chest against her 
two luscious knobs poking from her little chest. He 
moaned lightly as he pressed his hard on against her 
stomach as she wrapped her leg around his waist.

"You're so beautiful, Sarah." James knew that he had 
strong yet criminal feelings for this little girl for a 
long time. With her by him he felt as though the missing 
piece of his soul had finally found him for the first 
time in his life. He was somehow complete.

She smiled in the dark and raised her head to kiss him 
good night. But to her surprise, James pushed his tongue 
into her mouth and sucked her lips wonderfully. Panic and 
horror battled with desire and love as he rubbed his 
hands up and down her chest and squeezing her hot little 
nipples.

For a second his thoughts floated away. "Tell us about 
the guy, who picked you up, honey," He could hear the 
social worked talking to Sarah at the Children's Home in 
his mind. But his whole life, James had felt weary of 
everything. The weight of consequences always held him 
down.

Tonight he was set free in the arms of a little girl. 
Sarah licked his tongue and her hand brushed the bulge 
between his legs. "Oh," was all she said. Then she 
grabbed it and rolled the stiff cock in her fingers 
making James moan in involuntary pleasure.

Finally he said, "Ever do any thing like this before?"

"No, but I want it now. I feel so good with you and you 
make every thing warm inside me. I love you," Sarah said. 
With that she squeezed his cock in her hand and James 
moaned something close to a howl.

"Oh, I love you, baby." He leaned over and kissed her 
hard.

"Promise?" It sounded more like a plea rather than a 
question.

"Yes honey, I promise," James replied. 

After kissing and groping her small firm body, James 
pulled down her panties and flung them aside. He did the 
same with his boxers. He turned on the light and what was 
revealed to him left him in moments of wonder. Sarah's 
hair fell to her naked shoulders. Her little breasts 
stared back at him. There was a small patch of fur above 
her budding clit but not much. Her knees glistened with 
sweat in the light.

"I want you," James muttered. His cock made it obvious 
enough.

Sarah's eyes stared at him in fascination and 
nervousness.

"I am going to make love to you. It'll hurt a little at 
first. But I promise that it'll feel better real soon."

She nodded and lay back showing her small pussy slit deep 
between two puffy lips. The little girl's slowly rose and 
fell as she awaited the mystery of sex. Her little 
asshole rimmed with light brown made James' mouth water. 
His hands ran up and down her thighs. Her ass hole 
tightened instinctively each time he tickled her knee.

James pushed her knees back and wasted no time in darting 
his tongue into her ass hole.

"Ohhh wow. Omygod," Sarah hissed and wiggled around 
feeling turned on for the first time in her life. His 
tongue swept up and down her little crack and would push 
forcefully back within the tight little cave. He could 
taste little girl shit and sweat deep in his throat. 
James did all he could do to keep from biting down on her 
little pale cheeks. He liked Sarah's tight anus and 
fucked it with his strong tongue. 

His tongue swirled like a hurricane toward her pussy 
hole. The sweet taste of the little girl's rectum began 
to mix with her first cum. She screeched in pleasure and 
a little spurt of pee pelted out of her pussy and landed 
on James' lips.

"I'm soooo sorry!" Sarah gasped. She blushed like the 
Angel Fire cliffs of Wyoming. But James only responded 
with a wink. He enjoyed every golden drop that she gave 
him and licked the rest of the urine from her hot pussy 
lips. Sarah clinched her teeth, yet she still exhaled a 
tumbling moan as his tongue probed her clit. He nibbled 
softly upon the soaking flesh that was pulled tightly 
together by youth.

James licked up from her slit and swayed his lips through 
her belly button drinking her sweat all the way to her 
puffy little nipples. He bit down softly and Sarah bucked 
her hips against his chest leaving a little wet patch 
just above his stomach. "Ready, love?" James asked. Sarah 
replied by opening her small legs slightly. 

Hovering between those sweet legs James raised her up and 
planted his stiff cock between her juicy pussy lips. 
There was no way in hell that any body else could have 
made James feel his good. He had been with women before. 
They always seemed bloated and boring to him. But, here 
with the girl he loved, more than thirty years his 
junior, James never felt so good or happy. He indeed 
loved her. 

James pressed his fat cock head into her tight hot pussy 
hole and it opened a little only in reluctance. But there 
was no look of reluctance on Sarah's face as she closed 
her eyes and wrapped her legs around James' back. Bobbing 
his cock into her pussy a little further and faster Sarah 
began to sob softly and went limp as James crushed her 
cherry in one moaning stroke.

"Ohhhhhh God," James screamed as he plowed all his cock 
into her pink little cavity stretching between her legs. 
Blood leaked onto the sheets as he pushed every inch into 
the little girl's body. Wide-eyed and breathing fast and 
hard, Sarah grabbed his shoulders and bucked against his 
driving cock.

The bed shook wildly as he tilted every inch of energy 
and flesh he could muster into her tight cramping pussy. 
James fucked the little girl harder and harder until she 
too felt good and clung to his shoulders moaning in her 
small rasping voice. "God, God, God..." she reaped over 
and over. 

James pulled his dripping cock out of her pussy and 
rolled her on her stomach. He spread her tiny perky ass 
cheeks and lubricated her anus with his cock head, which 
was covered in blood and little girl cum. Propping Sarah 
up a little and pulling her legs around his waist he 
pushed his cock into her ass. It could only go in slowly 
for it gripped lovingly around every inch. Her anus 
warmed his cock as he pushed further in further.

"Owww," Sarah complained as the intruder slid further 
into her love hole.

"Its okay darling, I want to fuck your young tight ass." 
James said and began pumping it hard. Her cheeks wiggled 
each time his waist slammed against her. James' balls 
slapped against her pussy and clit giving Sarah reason to 
moan once more. As James began to cum he nearly collapsed 
from her ass for the orgasm was the most awesome 
experience in his life.

"Oh Jesus, fuckkkkkkkk. Oooohhh," he cried and tightened 
his grip around her little waist. He spewed man cum deep 
into her rectum and it gushed non-stop. The orgasm 
flooded every atom of his body and he let his cock plop 
out of the ass so he could fall to the bed in a state of 
ecstasy.

Sarah still stayed where she was, a small creek of white 
cum dripping from her small ass. She eventually came back 
to her lover and lay beside him.

"I won't leave you," James promised.

Sarah smiled and said, "I told you so."

They kissed each other good night for a few minutes and 
lay together naked falling asleep at about the same 
time...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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