("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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 DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2010. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Juvenile Delinquent - 1 by Cindy Cindy (cindycindylynn12@aol.com) *** A flashback to the 1960's. (Mg, ped, mast, oral, cons) *** PART 1 I started masturbating when I was... I can't really remember how old I was when I started, to tell the truth, but I loved doing it. I loved rubbing my little cunny clit whenever I got that warm itch between my legs. I enjoyed those little girl orgasms probably more than the ones I have today. Anyway, when I was nine, my stepfather caught me rubbing my little clit in a hot frenzy one day after school. I was laying back on my bed with my dress pulled up and panties pulled down furiously working my little clitty to scratch my itch. My stepfather, Harry, was a navy Warrant Officer stationed on a ship in Norfolk, Virginia. We lived in an apartment near the navy base. I can't remember if it was base housing or not. It was a small two-bedroom place. My small room was not much bigger than my walk-in closet today. Anyway, that afternoon when I got home from school, my mom, Penny, was at the store doing some grocery shopping and my step dad was laying on the sofa taking a nap when I got home. He stirred on the sofa and rolled over and said hello and told me that mom would be home in a little bit and to just be quiet and go get one of the bologna sandwiches sitting on a plate in the fridge I put my book bag down (no back packs back then), and went and got a glass of milk and snuck a cookie instead. I walked out past Harry who looked like he'd gone back to napping and went to my bedroom and quietly closed the door. I sat down on my bed, raised my dress, pulled down my panties and my hands quickly went to work on my little cunny. I usually could bring myself off in just a few minutes. Especially after I had "warmed myself up" earlier that day in the girls restroom at school. I was pretty sure I could find that warm tingle that was always hiding in my tummy before my mom got home... But not before Harry walked in on me. He had silently opened the door and entered while I was in my little state of self-induced delirium rubbing my little pussy. He had a good view. There I was, laid back, legs spread, eyes closed, in a state of sexual bliss. As I shuddered with my little girl climax, he announced his presence by clearing his throat loudly saying... "That's a nice little show you just put on there with that pretty little pussy of yours sweetie." He said standing there as he stroked his stiff 7 inches of sailor cock. I was so fucking embarrassed! I just froze in place. My hands still glued to my pussy. If it had been my mom catching me it would have been less of a big deal because she knew I masturbated. Heck, she even taught me how to do myself without getting carried away and popping my own cherry years before. I mean, she did the laundry, she saw the little stains in the crotch of my panties from my pussy juice. I knew all about sex too. Growing up in a navy household, you bet your ass I knew all about sex... Fucking, sucking, you name it. Anyway, Harry had gotten so turned on by me rubbing my naked pussy, he wanted some relief too. I couldn't blame him for that. I give him a lot of credit for resisting the urge to just fuck my wet nine year old cunt right there. I would have let him do it if he wanted too. It's what I wanted anyway. When I masturbated, I was always imagining having many of the men I'd see fucking my pussy. What my stepfather did want was for me to suck his cock. "Look what you did honey. My cock is so hard now it hurts." He said. "I'm sorry dad!" I said, still blushing blood red. "Here honey, sit up." He said walking over and standing between my still spread legs. "No, It's okay. It's okay. Go ahead and play with your little pussy honey." He said, as I sat up finding myself face to face with the head of his rock hard cock. "You're not mad at me are you?" I asked. "No daddy's not mad honey. I just want you to give daddy's dick a little suck that's all. I think you'd like that while you keep rubbing your little twat. Huh? What do you think? He said as he moved his cock close enough to my lips for me to feel the heat radiating from his stiff rod. "Just don't tell mom okay?" I said. Looking into his eyes while I kept one hand on my cunt, rubbing. "It's our secret honey. Mom would get us both if she found out. With that. I leaned toward my reward for getting caught and gently licked his cockhead. He let out a loud groan and sighed with delight. I'd always wanted to suck a grown man's cock. "Oh that feels so good Amy. You have a beautiful little pussy and a beautiful mouth honey. That feels so good." He said as he continued to stroke his cock pushing my long blonde hair back from my face and placing his hand on my head. I gently licked and kissed his cock driving him wild. "Go on and suck daddy now honey. That's a good girl. Ohhh!" He said as I opened my mouth to accept his cock. I'd sucked one other dick before that moment. When I was seven, I'd sucked off an eight year old black boy named Kevin down by the creek at a church picnic back in Tennessee where we used to live before my mom married Harry. He didn't make cum yet because he was still too young but the next time I saw him at church on Sunday he wanted to fuck my pussy. I told him no but I did suck his little black cock at the church couple more Sundays before we moved to Virginia. My step daddy didn't know it, but his sweet little stepdaughter was a black cock whore already. He should have considered himself even more lucky that he was able to cum in my mouth before a black boy did. "Yah Amy... that's a good girl... that feels so nice... suck on it harder baby... like a milkshake..." He half spoke, half whispered in a total state of bliss happy he had a nine year old cocksucker blowing him. I moved my tongue around the head of his cock and sucked in on it harder as Harry gently pushed more and more cock into my mouth. He remained careful not to gag me and I was grateful later on that he let me learn without forcing me. Then just as I was getting used to feeling his swollen cock in my mouth, he was shooting his wad in my mouth. And boy did he shoot a load! It seemed like he'd never stop spurting cum. Some of my stepdad's cum dripped down my chin and ran down the front of my black and blue checkered cotton dress. I managed to swallow nearly all of it but it took a lot of quick gulping on my part to keep it all in my mouth without it spilling out. "Ugh!" He groaned as he spent his load in my mouth and let me milk him dry. "That's it Amy... swallow daddy's cum honey... it's yummy for your tummy... it'll make your little titties grow... That's a good girl. The lustful sailor said. All and all, it was a good first blow job. "That was wonderful honey. You're daddy's little girl now. That was a perfect blowjob!" He said pulling his shrinking cock out of my mouth. "Now let's get straightened up before your mom get's home or she'll have both our asses. Here, use your finger and wipe my cum off your dress... that's it sweetie. Lick it up. God damn you are so sexy honey!" He said as l licked up the evidence of my blowjob. Later, during dinner, I'd fib and tell my mom that I spilled milk on my dress at school to account for the small cum stain. Because he was stationed on a ship, they went to sea and it was a few more weeks before my stepfather and I would have another blowjob session but it was a doozy! We got to spend two entire days alone while my mom drove a friend of hers back her hometown to visit a dying relative. I finally got to suck Harry's cock to my heart's content but I really wanted to have him fuck me. Instead I got my pussy eaten for the first time and became addicted to his mouth and tongue on my twat. I loved having Harry eat me out. He enjoyed wearing my tender nine year old cunt for a mask while I came over and over on his day old beard scratchy face. A few weeks later Harry bought my mom her own car to drive around in and that kept her out of our hair allowing us more time alone together for sex. I wanted more and more for him to slide his cock into my pussy and fuck me because I found out from a girl in my class named Val that she had been fucking and sucking her sailor dad too. She told me how good it felt and I wanted to feel it too. Val's mom knew about her dad fucking her but was too afraid to leave him as she came from a dirt poor family. In 1966, living with a sailor who was fucking your nine year old daughter was better than living in the sticks with three kids in total poverty. Well, it was Harry's loss that he didn't fuck me because I would soon spread my legs for an older black man... A coal black negro with a ten inch cock who would only fuck me once, but would proudly pop my cherry and be the first many horny blacks to fill my womb with his baby making spunk. To Harry's credit, even when he had been drinking, he never gave in to the urge to fuck me, but not for any lack of my trying or begging. Which is probably a good thing because about three months after this all started, Mom walked in on us with me on my knees happily sucking my step daddy's cock while he sat on the sofa and watched some football bowl game on TV. We thought she'd be gone all day but one of her girlfriends had a sick kid at home so they cut their bowling league short and she came home early and busted us. She didn't leave him. There was no big drama filled showdown. Actually, she blamed me. She called me a whore and a slut and after a few days of her intense guilt tripping and several long-distance phone calls, they put me on the bus back to Tennessee to my grandma... Next, in Part Two, Amy goes back to Tennessee. This is a work of fiction. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 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 68