("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2004. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- In The Den by Kristen Marie (kmw1959@webtv.net) *** A 40 year old man masturbates in front of his computer, unaware that he is being watched. One week later he is confronted by the watcher, his 13 year old neighbor! (Mf, ped, reluc, 1st, mast, oral) *** Frank Ricci woke early Sunday morning and prepared his coffee over the heat of a kerosene lamp. Hurricane Charley had blown through this small town the day before, knocking down trees and power lines, and most of the County was without power. Still, they were luckier than the folks down in Florida, who took the brunt of the storm. By the time Charley reached North Carolina it was a weak Hurricane, maybe even a strong Tropical Storm. But the winds had caused a great deal of damage and Frank knew his day at the local Hardware Store would be busy. Despite the fact that it was Sunday, he knew people would need chain saws, axes, flashlights, batteries, etc. So he intended to open around 7 a.m. without power. He would keep written receipts and those who had no cash would be trusted to pay later. Frank went outside and cranked up his generator. He wanted to keep the food in the fridge cold, so he would let it run until his son woke up. As he wrote a note reminding his son of this, he noticed the three young boys sleeping on the living room floor and couch. They had all come over last night when it became clear that the power would be out for a few days. Of course, to kids this whole thing was an adventure... something adults have a hard time understanding Frank thought. But they were good kids and when his son asked if they could spend the night, Frank agreed. Of course their parents didn't mind, as they likely welcomed the chance to relax after the stressful day. Frank took his warm instant cup of coffee into his study and plugged his computer into the extension cord he had run through the window to the generator outside. The screen lit the room enough for him to notice that 13 year old Brittnay was asleep on the Day Bed across the room. Her brother was one of the boys who had spent the night, although Frank didn't recall seeing her last night. Not that he cared, as Brittnay was a frequent visitor to the home. She must have decided to come over after Frank had gone to bed. Knowing her brother and the other boys, they had probably tortured and teased her until she got mad and retreated to the Study! Frank chuckled and turned to the screen to check his e- mail. There were seven messages, two from his ex-wife and four from family members, all asking if they were okay from the storm. The last was from an old girlfriend in Michigan who had recently begun sending some highly suggestive e-mails concerning her flying down some weekend for a little adult fun! She had moved a few weeks after they had begun dating the summer before to care for her ailing Father. They had spent one night together and the sex had been good... really good! Her Dad passed away over the Holidays and she had decided to stay and care for her Mom and help with the large farm they owned. Frank was disappointed that she wasn't coming back, yet he understood. As he read her message he could feel his cock begin to stir under his briefs. Memories of their love making began to flicker in his mind, and her message made it clear that she wanted more of it. Frank reached into his briefs and stroked his now half hard cock. Glancing over at Brittnay, he relaxed as he saw that her head was facing the wall, away from him. Encouraged that she could not see him, he read more of the message, stroking a bit faster until he was fully hard. Using his left hand Frank pulled up the picture of his girlfriend on the screen of the computer. Now his strokes became rapid and he could feel the cum beginning the passage from his balls to his cock. Closing his eyes, Frank leaned back in his chair and moaned a little as the rapidly approaching orgasm took over his body. He knew it would only take a few more strokes now, so his left hand grabbed at the tissue box on the desk. Just as the first spurt shot out of his cock, Frank heard a movement from the direction of Brittnay. He looked over at her and saw that she had rolled over and her face was now turned towards him. To far gone to stop, Frank continued pumping out his semen into the wad of tissues he now held. Sweat rolled off his forehead as the last few spurts emptied from him and his cock began to slowly shrink. Still looking at Brittnay, Frank decided that she was still asleep, as her breathing was normal and steady, and from the dim light of the computer screen her eyes appeared to be closed. Satisfied that she had not seen him, he berated himself on the way to the store later, cursing his lack of judgment. But as the days of storm clean up began, he soon forgot about the incident. Work was very busy and he was spending 14 hour days keeping the store open for his customers. Power was restored on Monday, but the damage to property would take longer to fix. School started on Tuesday also, and by Friday the small town appeared to be back to business as usual! Exhausted from the long hours, Frank closed the store for the weekend. His ex wife picked up his son Saturday morning and Frank kicked back to enjoy a quiet day of watching baseball and relaxing. Around noon there was a knock on his front door, awaking Frank from a nap he had just fallen into. To comfortable to move, he called out "Come in!" The door swung open and Brittnay walked in, wearing a short, bright yellow sun dress. Frank was busy rubbing his eyes and stretching as she plopped down on the Love Seat across the room. "Where's Shawn?" she asked. "With his mom until tomorrow night." he replied. "Oh" Brittnay replied, not seeming surprised. "So what are you doin Mr. Frank?" "Just watching the game" Frank replied through a yawn. Brittnay giggled and said "Really?" as she pointed to the T.V. There was a Western on the screen and Frank laughed with her. "Okay, so maybe I was sleeping! But there WAS a game on!" Frank grabbed the remote and flipped on Sports Center. As he lit a cigarette he offered Brittnay a soda. She declined and sat watching the T.V. Frank noticed that as Brittnay sat across from him that her left knee was swinging back and forth, as if she were nervous. He returned his attention to the screen, but in a few minutes noticed that Brittnay had changed her position on the Love Seat, and her dress was now bunched up to her waist. This gave Frank a view of her legs and for the first time he checked her out as a woman. She had blonde hair that came to her shoulders, a pug nose and pouty lips, and blue eyes that seemed green at times. Her breasts were not big yet, but they were definitely breasts... maybe an A cup. Her legs were shapely and Frank saw that she had recently shaved them. She was a cute girl, right on the edge of becoming a woman, yet still childish enough to play with the younger kids in the neighborhood. Frank took another long look at her legs then returned to watching T.V. A few minutes later Frank glanced over and saw that Brittnay had pulled her dress up even higher, and had turned her hips slightly so he had a perfect view of her privates......and that is exactly what he got! She was not wearing any panties! Frank stared at her young snatch, his eyes glued to the puffy lips and the tuft of silken hair that grew above them. He felt his cock stiffen and as he looked up at Brittnay's face, he saw that she was looking directly at him. "I saw you" she said. "What?" Frank asked. "Last weekend, in the Study. I saw you" Brittnay said in a now husky voice. Her hand slid down between her legs and brushed the inside of her thigh. She raised her right leg and spread her hips open slightly more. Frank just watched, unable to think or speak. Brittnay began to slide her fingers up and down her pussy lips, then spread them apart so Frank had a clear shot of her red clit. "Do it again Mr. Frank," she said. "Do...do what again?" he stammered. "What you did in the Study," she replied as her index finger disappeared inside the folds of her swollen lips. Brittnay began to insert another finger inside herself, and Frank felt his cock screaming for release. "Do it for me and I'll do it for you later," Brittnay said as her fingers now began to fuck her faster, her juices already flowing down her legs. Frank pulled out his cock and began pumping it with a fury, cumming only seconds after he started. Brittnay stopped fingering herself and slowly rose from the Love Seat and stood in front of Frank. She slid the sun dress up and over her head and let it drop to the floor. Frank could smell her pussy, musky but sweet at the same time. Her small breasts were inches from his mouth, the nipples like little pencil erasers, begging for his mouth. "I can't Brittnay," he whispered. "I'll go to jail! I can't" "I won't tell Mr. Frank," she whispered back, lowering herself to her knees between his legs. "I didn't tell last week," she reminded him. Brittnay reached out and took his cock in her tiny hand and looked at it, then began to slowly jerk it up and down. "Is this right?" she asked. Frank could not speak. Her blue eyes met his and he saw a look of complete lust... she was enjoying this and he was powerless to stop her. But he knew he had to! He would go to prison, and lose his business, his son, his whole life! No, this had to stop now! As his last efforts to stop her built, he felt her hot breathe on his cock, then those soft, wet pouty lips wrapped around the tip of it and all resolve was lost. As her head bobbed up and down on his cock, Frank gave in. Silently he cursed himself for his lack of self control, even as he shot his first load into Brittnay's mouth.... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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 system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 30