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Anne-Marie - 5
by Amm_1989 (amm_1989@yahoo.com)

***

A young girl's descent to depravity continues. (MMf, 
ped, reluc, bi, oral, anal, orgy) 

***

PART 5

So now here I was, pretty confused. Grownups say that 
being a teen is a confusing time and all that but I 
don't think they meant this fucked up. I was still only 
14 years old and had been fucking my Dad for months and 
now I got fucked by 2 guys at once. I had been fighting 
all this guilt before when it was just me and Dad, but 
now I had sex with another guy too... and someone I 
didn't even know. I just couldn't believe I had done 
these things and worse yet... enjoyed them so much.

Dad still fucked me after that. We would sleep in his 
bed most of the time, and fuck almost every night. 
Sometimes 2 or 3 times a night. He didn't mention Chuck 
after that one night and whenever I asked about him he 
avoided the question. So even if I wanted to do it 
again it seemed Dad wasn't really into it, or the guilt 
had finally gotten to be too much... at least as far as 
sharing me went. Didn't stop HIM from using me.

So life went on. My grades got a little better, I guess 
because I was getting used to the situation. I still 
hung out with my same friends, but they were starting 
to think there was something weird about me. They kept 
asking me if I liked any of the boys at school or if 
any of them had asked me out. They pretty much all had 
boyfriends, nothing all that serious but still... they 
at least hung out with boys and here I was with nobody. 
I'm not all that hot looking but I'm OK I guess, and 
even the girls that were a little ugly had boys they 
hung with. 

I guess maybe I could have gone out on a date or two 
with some kid, but for one thing I still felt like 
everybody could see through me and would know what a 
pervy whore I was and the other thing was that the boys 
my age didn't do anything for me. I had already found I 
had a taste for older men. I don't know if that was 
because Dad had been my first and the only other guy I 
had been with was older too, but I just liked them. 
They were big strong masculine MEN, not stupid clumsy 
little boys.

So my life went on like this for a while. My 15th 
birthday came and went. Dad wouldn't let me have a 
party but just a few friends over for a little while. 
It wasn't real fun because as I said before it felt 
like everybody would see right through us and I caught 
him checking out my friends and after that a couple of 
them told me he was kinda creeping them out. I told 
them they were crazy and he was just a normal guy and 
not a perv but they didn't seem to believe me. After 
that, my friends didn't come over too much anymore.

I still went over to their houses sometimes though. We 
usually hung at my friend Lisa's house. Her family had 
a big house and a basement that was finished and we 
would sit around down there and play games or watch TV 
or just talk. Lisa had a younger sister named Lori and 
she would try to hang around us as much as she could. 
Lisa was kind of a bitch to Lori and most times would 
tell her to go away but I thought she was an OK kid and 
would talk to her and treat her nice. 

Really I swear I didn't do it because I was trying to 
get with her but because I just thought she was OK. She 
liked me and looked up to me and that was kinda nice. I 
guess maybe I thought of her as the little sister I 
never had.

Well anyway, one Saturday night we were having a 
sleepover at Lisa's house and you know how girls talk. 
The others started talking about boys and their 
boyfriends and how far they've gone and how far they 
think they would go and they just kept at it and the 
talk got more and more dirty and everybody was trying 
to outdo the others and I was just sitting there not 
saying anything.

Suddenly Lisa said, "So Anne-Marie... you've been 
really quiet, what are you hiding??" My heart jumped up 
into my throat and I just froze with a scared look on 
my face I'm sure. My friend Beth giggled and said, 
"C'mon Lisa, we all know she's a virgin!" The others 
started laughing wildly at this and my face got all hot 
and red, and without even thinking about anything 
except stopping them from laughing at me I yelled, "No 
I am NOT a virgin!!"

Lisa cringed and said, "Jesus dude, keep it down! You 
want my folks to hear?"

"Well, I'm not!" I said again a bit more quietly this 
time.

Lisa got this 'Yeah, Right' look on her face and said, 
"Everybody knows you don't have a boyfriend and you 
don't go out on any dates with guys from school. So who 
have you done it with? Who's this mystery man?"

Like I said I really hadn't thought when I had my 
little outburst but now I had realized I was kinda in 
the shit. What could I say? Maybe I should have just 
lied and said I was a virgin, but you know it really 
got me sick to hear these girls act like they fucking 
know it all and have all this experience with boys and 
I bet none of them had even seen a dick.

Fumbling for words but feeling like I had to say 
something because all the girls were taunting me, I 
just muttered "Some guy, that's all!"

Then it was like a flock of fuckin' owls flew into the 
basement, what with all of them going, "Who? Who?" They 
kept at it too, and after a bit I just shook my head 
and told them that I couldn't say.

Lisa laughed and said, "Honey, your finger don't 
count!" and the laughing started again. Beth got this 
funny look on her face and said, "Well maybe she HAS 
been with somebody... only not a boy!" It got quiet in 
the basement at this and everybody was staring at me. 

"NO, I am NOT a lez! God, you guys are fucked up!" I 
was torn between crying and screaming and wanted to 
storm out of there but just sat there on the pillow, 
hoping it would all just end. I looked at all of them 
in turn and could see that until that moment that 
possibility hadn't crossed their minds... me being gay. 
Nobody said a word and it was totally quiet in the room 
and then we heard a sniffling sound that wasn't made by 
any of us. We all looked at the entrance to the rec 
room we were in and Lisa called out, "Hey, who's 
there?!?!"

Lori came shuffling into the room, looking sheepish in 
her Sponge Bob PJ's. "You little shit, how long have 
you been there listening?"

Lori looked down at her feet and said "Just a little 
while. I just wanted to spend some time with you, it 
seemed like you have so much fun when you get 
together." Lisa pointed up the stairs and said, "Well, 
get the hell upstairs and DON'T spy on us anymore! And 
don't even THINK of telling Mom or Dad or ANYBODY what 
you heard down here you little brat!" Lori ran upstairs 
and we just sat there quiet for a minute. 

Paige asked Lisa, "So do you think she'll say 
anything?" 

Lisa shook her head and said, "She might be a nosy 
little brat but she hasn't ratted me out yet. We're 
OK." It was quiet again for a while until Paige said, 
"Hey, lets watch a movie or something." and Lisa turned 
on the TV and everybody started arguing about what to 
watch. Beth just looked at me funny but didn't say 
anything and the rest of the girls just wanted to let 
it drop and move on. The rest of the night was kinda 
uncomfortable for me, and I kept going to Lisa's house 
to hang out sometimes but didn't do anymore sleep 
overs.

***

One day not too long after that night there was a 
knocking on the door at our home. It was late morning 
in summer so I was home just watching TV and playing 
games and wasn't expecting anybody. Not any of my 
friends anyway, they were starting to kind of avoid me 
after that sleep over. I looked through the peephole 
and didn't see any body, then looked lower and saw 
Lori's face. I opened the door and asked what she was 
doing here.

"I just wanted to tell you that I thought my sister and 
her friends were pretty mean to you. You've always been 
so nice to me and she can be such a jerk sometimes and 
I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry she treated you 
bad."

I invited her in and got her a Coke and we sat there 
and chatted a bit, about the summer and how nice it was 
to be out of school and things like that. Suddenly she 
said, "Anne-Marie I just wanted to tell you that even 
if you are a Lebanese I don't care, you're nice and I 
like you!"

I couldn't help smiling at that and said, "No Lori, 
it's LESBIAN. And I'm not a lesbian, OK?" She said, 
"Oh, OK. I just thought maybe you were and wanted you 
to know I don't care."

I looked at her funny and asked, "Lori, do you even 
know what a lesbian IS?" Her face scrunched up and she 
said defiantly, "Yes I know. I know more than people 
think I do, just 'cuz I'm a kid don't mean I don't know 
alot!" I smiled and told her that I knew she knew more 
than most people thought. She was a pretty smart kid 
and I don't know, maybe she was a bit more advanced 
than other 10 year olds. 

"So tell me, what is a lesbian?" Lori looked smug and 
said, "It's a girl that likes other girls!" I didn't 
leave it at that though and I'm not sure why but I 
asked, "Like? You mean like friends, like me and your 
sister, or me and you?"

She now looked unsure of herself and replied, "Well, no 
not like that I guess... more like the girls are like 
boyfriend and girlfriend only they're both girls." I 
nodded and said almost without realizing it, "Yeah, 
that's pretty much it... it's girls who have sex with 
other girls."

Lori's eyes widened and she blurted, "Oh my god, they 
have sex with each other too??" Oops. I just assumed 
she knew that sex was involved. I just nodded, hoping 
she would leave it there but being a kid and curious 
she asked, "But how does that work? If there's no boy? 
How does sex work with them?"

Oh jeez, shouldn't her parents or sister be having this 
talk with her? Probably not, I decided. Her parents 
were not really progressive people and seemed pretty 
lame, and her sister just ignored her most of the time. 
Lori looked up to me and I guess I could do this for 
her.

So I explained sex to her as best I could. She didn't 
really seem to grasp it too well though, so I did 
something that was totally stupid when I look back on 
it. I took her upstairs to my Dad's office and sat her 
down at the computer and showed her some pics. 

Not the REALLY dirty pics that I looked at or that Dad 
liked. just some pics of naked men and women and some 
of couples doing it, and telling her what was going on. 
I wasn't really thinking how I was showing porn to a 
10-year old and how wrong it was, I just wanted some 
pics to help me explain stuff. She was fascinated and 
kept asking me all kinds of questions. 

We sat there for about an hour when I shut down the PC 
and told Lori that's it. She pouted and then she asked 
if she could come by the next day to talk more and look 
more. It was summer and I was out of school and there 
wasn't much for me to do, so I said OK. As she was 
walking to the door, she turned and asked me, "So you 
aren't a lesbian? It's OK with me if you are, you 
know." I shook my head and told her that I thought some 
girls were pretty but had never had sex with any and 
wasn't planning on it (planning and wishing are two 
different things). She looked around quickly as if 
checking for eavesdroppers and asked, "So have you 
really done it with a guy then? Had sex?"

I stood for a moment thinking. I liked her and didn't 
want to lie to her. I thought that if she is old enough 
to ask a question about something then she's old enough 
to be given an honest answer. All the same, I didn't 
want to tell her about me and Dad, or me and Chuck. I 
nodded and when she asked who it was I just told her 
maybe someday I would let her know but until then it 
had to be a secret. She pouted again but I told her, 
"If I told anybody, Lori, I would tell you." and hugged 
her. She brightened instantly and went home smiling.

***

So that summer went by like that. Lori came over quite 
a bit and we were talk about stuff, things that her 
sister would never tell her. I treated her like I would 
have treated one of my friends that were the same age 
as me and she really loved it. Since my other friends 
were spending time with their boyfriends I didn't 
really see them as much. I got the feeling too that 
Beth's statement about me being gay got them thinking 
that maybe I was, and that made them uncomfortable. By 
now it seemed certain that they could tell there was 
something I was hiding.

I was home alone for most of the day when Dad was at 
work and Lori didn't come over every day. I started to 
get a bit restless. Looking at pics Dad had on the 
computer was fun but it just wasn't as good as it used 
to be. I guess maybe I was just getting used to all the 
images of sex in all its forms. At this time I started 
chatting on Yahoo and made some pretty cool Internet 
friends, but they still weren't people I could spend 
time with for real. 

I also tried some cyber sex. Sometimes it was fun, 
sometimes it was just so fucking stupid I had to stop 
and usually put the guy on ignore. A lot of guys would 
start to flirt or cyber with me but when I told them 
how old I was then they told me they didn't want to 
mess with a minor and wouldn't chat me any more.

Some men were really turned on by chatting up a 15 year 
old though. Some of them let me watch them on cam too, 
some showing their faces and some not but all of them 
naked and stroking their cocks. A couple times couples 
let me watch them fuck and that was HOT. Once this girl 
my age let me watch her give her boyfriend a blowjob. I 
liked that.

It was fun but still wasn't real. With Dad gone most of 
the day I was getting horny for some real sex, not this 
cyber virtual bullshit... but I didn't know what to do. 
Some guys I chatted wanted me to meet them for sex but 
I was too scared to do that. I'd heard stories of girls 
being kidnapped and tortured and killed and stuff.

I rode my bike a lot. I hated exercise but bike riding 
and swimming were fun, so I did that almost every day. 
I never thought riding my bike would lead me to another 
fuck session but it did.

***

One summer morning I was riding pretty far, farther 
away from home than I'd ever been on my bike. I guess 
it really wasn't all THAT far, more like 10 miles or so 
but seemed really far at the time. I saw a big park and 
it had a bike trail and biking through the woods seemed 
pretty cool so I went in and did just that.

After a while I got thirsty and saw a water fountain by 
a parking lot. The lot was pretty deserted, just a few 
cars there and one of them had someone in it. As I 
pedalled closer I saw he was an older man, maybe 
like... I don't know, maybe 70? Pretty old anyway, and 
he was staring at me as he was sitting in this big van. 
I rode up to the fountain, drank my fill and was got 
back on my bike and was about to leave when I saw the 
side door to the van was open. The way the van was 
parked the passenger side was facing me and the water 
fountain, as well as the rest rooms and nobody else in 
the park would see that side of the van unless you were 
in that area. 

I was just wondering why the door was open when I saw 
the old man through the door... naked. He was old and 
wrinkled and had an old man pot belly and was totally 
gross and I couldn't help stare at him. His cock was in 
his hand and totally hard, and was the biggest I had 
ever seen. For real anyway, not online or on Dad's 
computer. 

I just stood there by my bike staring at this old perv 
man who was exposing himself to me. For a moment he 
just stood there and jacked himself slowly then when he 
saw that I wasn't freaking out and riding away 
screaming or something he waved his hand, calling me 
over to him. To this day I still don't know why I did 
this... or I guess I do and just didn't want to admit 
it at the time... but I walked my bike over to his van 
and laid it on the ground and got in.

God, I know... how fucking stupid was that?? This perv 
could have drugged me or beat me or killed me, and I 
just got right in his van. I didn't even find him sexy 
at all, as a matter of fact he was pretty repulsive. 
Not only was he old as hell and ugly but when I got 
near him I could smell his body odor as well, as though 
he hadn't showered in a week. He closed the door after 
me and I found that he had made his van into a sort of 
little camper with a futon pad on the floor and a TV 
and stuff. 

As soon as the door was closed he started pawing me, 
grabbing my boobs and ass and saying, "Oh my God, 
you're such a hot little girl... get those clothes 
off!"

I did. I was nervous and scared and shaking but I got 
naked quickly. I stood there hunched over in the van 
(the ceiling was really low) and was totally naked and 
this guy began kissing me, quick sloppy kisses all over 
my face and lips. Sometimes he would lick my face, and 
I could smell the cigarette smoke on his saliva that he 
left on my face. I was grossed out by all of it, but... 
I just kept staring at his cock. I wanted it.

He smiled and said, "Yeah, little cutey likes my dick, 
huh? Kneel down and kiss it." I dropped to my knees and 
kissed the blue-shaded head, grabbing the veiny shaft 
with my right hand and bracing myself on with my left 
hand on his thigh. I didn't suck it, just kept kissing. 
He let me do that for a while then said, "Suck on it 
cutey... suck on my big old cock." I opened my mouth 
and sucked it in as far as I could, but that still left 
several inches outside my mouth. I kept my hand there 
and was pumping his dick as I sucked slowly, his body 
odor and ripe unwashed cock smell almost making me gag 
but not stopping me from what I was doing. 

The old man grabbed my head and moved it back and forth 
on his cock for a few minutes then pushed me away all 
of a sudden saying, "Oh God, I almost came! You suck 
cock so good little girl, so sexy. I gotta fuck you!" 
He pushed me down on the futon pad and spread my legs 
with his knees, putting the big blue head of his dick 
at the entrance of my pussy. He wasn't wearing a condom 
or anything and I had my period about 10 days ago but I 
didn't say anything or try to stop him. With a long 
drawn out moan he pushed into me, making me cry out as 
his long thick cock stretched my still tight cunt. 

He put a hand over my mouth to muffle my cries and kept 
pushing in until his balls were squashed against my 
butt. He kept saying things like "So tight" and "Hot 
little girl" and saying "Oh my God" over and over 
again. He began fucking me slowly and after a while the 
pain lessened, although it didn't go away totally. 

After a few minutes his pace picked up and he started 
to fuck me good. He licked my face all over and it was 
gross and I wanted to tell him to stop but I didn't. As 
he was pistoning in and out of my hole he was mauling 
by boobs and that hurt and I wanted him to stop but 
again didn't say anything. So far it wasn't very sexy 
or pleasurable for me and I kept asking myself, "Why am 
I doing this??? I need to stop!!" but I didn't. The 
pain of stretching to fit his big pole in me was taking 
away from alot of the stimulation I normally got when 
fucking.

Then this dirty smelly old perv did something really 
weird and gross. He stopped pumping his hips for a 
moment, put his hand on my jaw and squeezed, forcing my 
mouth open. He put his mouth near mine and then spat 
into it, a big old glob of his saliva landing in my 
mouth and he closed my mouth with his hand and held it 
shut for a few seconds until his saw my throat working 
and he knew that I had swallowed it. He grabbed my 
ankles and held my legs in a tight grip and started to 
fuck me rapidly, moaning the whole time and spitting on 
me now and again. I couldn't beleive he had just done 
that and was totally grossed out but... for some reason 
I didn't know then... I felt a huge orgasm building up. 
I heard the old man groan, "Oh baby, I'm cumming... 
cumming.." and then I came, the waves of pleasure 
washing over me and carrying me away as his seed 
spurted into me.

After we came he just layed on me for a minute. I was 
starting to worry, I thought maybe he had a heart 
attack or something, when he rolled off me and pulled 
on his pants and drew his shirt over his head quickly. 
I was bit slower getting dressed and only had my 
panties on when he said, "Quick, get out! Hurry up, I 
gotta go!" and he opened the side door and pushed me 
out, throwing the rest of my clothes out after me. The 
door slammed and the van started up as I scurried to 
get dress, tripping over my shorts. I yelled, "Wait 
dammit... I have to get dressed!" but he didn't wait, 
he put the van in gear and drove off in a hurry. 

Fuck, there were two older women walking their dogs 
across the lot and staring at me, pointing and talking 
to each other in disbelief as I fumbled with my bra, my 
bare tits hanging out for all to see. I was nervous and 
couldn't get it on fast enough so I just dropped it and 
pulled my shirt over my head and stepped into my shoes, 
leaving my bra and socks there. I pedalled as fast as I 
could across the field, not really thinking much about 
which way to go as long as it was away from those 
ladies and away from the scene of my shame.

***

When I got home, I laid in bed and cried. God, I don't 
know what came over me. I don't know why I let some 
ancient pervy creep fuck me like that. Oh my God, I 
might be pregnant with this old guys' baby! My dad had 
been fixed Chuck, the only other guy I'd had sex with, 
never came in my pussy so I never worried about the 
risk. Luckily, as the weeks went by I got my next 
period and was so relieved!

When my Dad got home that day he could tell that 
something was wrong but I just couldn't tell him what 
I'd done. It felt like cheating on him, and I had no 
idea why I did what I did. He was suspicious and not 
really happy that I wouldn't tell him, reminding me how 
close we were and that we used to tell each other 
everything but I just couldn't. That was the beginning 
of the problems we had later.

The really fucked up thing was, whenever I thought 
about the guy in the van I would get horny and usually 
finger myself to orgasm or pretty much throw myself at 
Dad. Why?? The guy was disgusting, smelly, old, 
gross... and yet... against my will I was turned on. 
Not by him so much I don't think, just the situation. 

Later, I met someone who helped me understand my 
feelings and who and what I was.

To be continued?

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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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