It was hard to say whether sex with a 14-year-old girl was better than sex with a 10-year-old girl, mused Sean, as morning came after a long Saturday night of the former. Certainly a 14-year-old body, as so nicely provided by Fiona last night, was a 'better fuck'. The cock could go pretty much all the way in, whether it be front door or back, and all the humping motions and proper positions could be enjoyed albeit with a bit of pain for her. But that's not to say sex was not more 'erotic' with a 10-year-old, as he had so often enjoyed with Hannah's prepubescent loveliness. It was really a question of flavours, different but equally good. It was a question of whether one was in the mood for the understated yet awesome nubile curves and mounds of a teenage minor, or for the unripe and almost androgynous delicacies of a total child. There was only thing for it: to compare, by having a Sunday session or two with Hannah whilst Fiona was still fresh in the memory.

The only drawback was that today Sean might not have much cum left for Hannah, as he'd given 4 lots of it during the night to Fiona. He'd completed the education started by Simon, and introduced the pretty, brown-haired runaway to the 'basic canon' of activities. He gave her his first load up her tight furry cunt, relishing combining in missionary position with her pale and petite body. She must have known from her experience with Simon that this bit would finish 'strongly', so Sean did not waste too much time and energy on apologising for his over-enthusiasm. Instead, he got another erection, and prepared to anally fuck her. He got her 'consent' for it, since at 14 it is important for them to believe they are doing everything willingly. He blew a fairly good load up her adolescent bum, with her on her knees leaning over the end of the bed. It was awesome seeing and feeling the way a good half of his rigid length was swallowed up between her pale, beautifully-developing buttocks. Later into the night, after a lengthy intermission of convo and general fondling, Sean just had to do a repeat fuck of her arse, this time on the mattress on her front with a pillow propping her hips to the best angle. All motions had to be very slight, heedful of her moans and careful not to ask too much of her anal doorway. He strained out a few globs of cum in her bowels.

In the morning, shortly before midday and not long after Sean had given her her first ever fuck in the mouth, Simon arrived to collect her. Her demeanour had changed from the relatively self-assured but easily mouldable runaway of the night before. She looked overawed and reflective about her new life, but that was going to be Simon's problem now. The next day or two would probably tell whether she wanted to flee it in an attack of anxiety and homesickness, or try to adjust her youthful soul to deepest depravity and exploitation. In hindsight, it might have been advisable to hold off having her give suck for a little while longer. You had to weigh against this, though, the possibility that it might be the one and only chance to enjoy her.

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With Hannah, there was no such dilemma. She was a child on tap; a child owned, for the foreseeable future at least. Sometimes that was more important than the actual quality - you needed regular, safe access, as and when the libido cried out for 'kiddie', which was often. Hannah so happened to have great quality too, though: Sean never tired of her smooth, unblemished face, the sensuous yet innocent line of her mouth and the tenderness of her lovely 10-year-old body. In the afternoon, Dan took Michelle out for a Sunday drive somewhere, and Sean took the sexy little mistress up to the big bedroom.

Whilst in there with her, Sean contemplated how many adult couples around the world were spending their Sunday afternoons thus. He envisaged passionate, romantic lovers at it, as well as steamy adulterers or fuck-buddies. There would be those that were clumsy in sex, and those that were skilled, hardcore and professional in their techniques. Hell, some would probably even be doing it with a 'Joy of Sex' type encyclopaedia on hand. Fair enough for them, if it maximized their fun. Sean was not into that approach, though, preferring to just discover what was possible by 'doing'. He did like to hear about other guys' experiences with kids, though, and share tips on things to do. So, on this Sunday afternoon, while conventional adult lovers were at it, Sean was at it too - lounging around on the big bed naked with his 4 feet 8 inch tall sex partner. It was a delicious, unequal partnership in all respects.

Today he spent a lot of time kissing, either laying side by side with her or looming over in a devouring way as she submitted on her back. It was always awesome the way she just melted - or was it 'froze'? - when his adult mouth was clamped on her and his tongue rooting in her small mouth. It was awesome how warm and sweet her breath was, and how nimble yet clumsy her immature tongue was. He refrained from oral on her today, in view of the action her pussy and butt had seen from the others over the last 24 hours. Both holes were visibly inflamed, but not seriously, but the most squeamish thought for Sean was the remnants of other men's cum even though none could actually be seen. For the same reasons, and also his own flatness from so much fun with a 14yo, he also refrained from penetrative sex. However, he pushed a finger in her front and back entrances a few times, but laid off when she made sweet complaints about her soreness.

He spent a good while molesting her chest as he reclined over her, slowly rubbing it in endless circles with his big hands or delicately dragging his knuckles across it.

"Still no signs of them, really," he told her, softly. She was smiling her most endearing, submissive smile, enjoying that he was in a tame mood today. "Some girls have them by now."

"When will I get them?" Hannah asked.

"Hell, inside this year I should think they'll be starting to show, over the next two years for sure." He moved one hand down to her extreme lower belly and pressed gently. "Bleeds too, very soon."

"When?" Her mood had dipped.

"Same, more likely sooner."

"Mom says some rules will have to change."

"What do y' mean?" He rubbed her vulva softly.

"I mean the rules of you and the others fucking me."

It took Sean's arousal up a whole notch whenever she used 'the vocabulary'. She knew its meaning completely these days, of course, nevertheless it was still so powerful to hear the unique sweet-carnal way it dripped off a child's tongue. She was inconsistent and a little confused whether to use 'fuck', 'sex' or 'making love', but was developing a tendency to adapt according to which of her pedo abusers she was around. Dan of course was 'making love', as he tended to say that, whereas Simon was the clinical 'sex'. Sean was the somewhat impersonal and cynical 'fuck'.

"Oh yeah, that, of course. Yeah, you can get pregnant, so it means we'll have to time sex with you more carefully, or get you a pill afterwards." He added, almost by way of after-thought, "or we might just do more mouth and anal instead."

Hannah seemed to repress a sigh, and one could almost see her heart sink a bit further. It was hard to read exactly how downbeaten her young soul was. At times she behaved like a regular child, while sometimes she had the tone and aura of a whore, and other times she came across as a kind of mature little bride who might have been lifted right out of a medieval culture. She wavered between the three with Sean, but tended towards a fourth with Simon: oppressed little slave girl.

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"Don't panic," urged Sean, as Hannah wretched, and flapped her hands at his hips. "Come on, you know how to do it."

All the bedroom chatter had got his libido up, and inspired him to a deep-throat with her. She lay with her head hanging off the edge of the bed, with Sean's naked adult frame leant over her and his erection lodged in her mouth. He was careful to perch on his elbows, rather than letting the full weight of his hips go into her face. It was a matter of 'steering', as opposed to pressing, with his hips. It was a matter of finding the alignment that took the girth and stiffness of his adult shaft into her 10-year-old throat. Unless she had the courage to swallow on it, though, it could not be done. He retreated it a touch, and steadied himself again.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Ummm," her fine voice articulated around his throbbing penis.

"I'm gonna go very slow," he said, with a patience that defied the messages of urgency his cock was sending him. "Just start gulping when you feel it touching your throat."

But once again she coughed, and wriggled her legs on the bed, and clasped his hips in rejection of the atrocity. She whined on her jawful of man-shaft.

"Oh, for fuck's sake," sighed Sean, after an impatient little thrust only made her defensive reflexes worse. He backed up. "Just try again."

If he failed this time, he would just give her a facial and have done with it, which is probably what the little bitch hoped. He took a deep breath and this time eased forward with a kind of stillness and calm, and he heard a deep 'glug' from her throat and instantly sensed the difference around his penis. It went warmer still, and he could feel the way it was hugged by her pipe. The hardest bit was done, and he could press forward cautiously for another couple of inches. Hannah's soft hands slid around his hips in an emotional mime at the depravity she was suffering, but physically there was no crisis. Sean fucked her oesophagus in finely-controlled movements and quickly felt tingling pressure gathering inside his shaft.

"Rub my butt," he gasped. "Come on, girl."

He felt Hannah's fine little fingers press and paw at his buttock flesh. It was the final inspiration, and Sean released a flood of semen down her throat. It always felt a bit strange to be able to ejaculate freely in a young mouth without any gagging, but of course he had bypassed that already and it was simply going down into her stomach. She could taste it, though, and would possibly throw up when he pulled out...

"Well done, girl," he said, sincerely. She gasped for breath, gulped in order to 'keep' the stuff down rather than get it down, and grimaced sweetly. "You're getting good."

Her eyes moist and face flushed at the degradation, she sat up on the bed, wiped her mouth and smiled gamely. Sean couldn't wait to tell Simon about the success, and get him to have a go himself next time he came round.