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Fifteen year old Katie had a problem. Her mother's birthday was coming up the next week and she wanted to buy her a nice present, something sparkly and girlie, and she knew just what to buy. She'd been planning on buying it for her mom for several months now, and Katie had been putting aside a little bit of her allowance every week to save up enough to buy it. And now that she was ready to make the purchase, she was confronted with a problem, a big problem. Over the course of the past several months, the price had gone up and now she didn't have enough money saved up. Not only that, but she hadn't figured on the added sales tax either. It was enough to make her cry and she did just that.
For months, Max, the owner of the store, had watched the pretty teenager come into his store. Besides noticing the swell of her breasts, he noticed that her nipples always seemed to show through the thin tops she wore. He also noticed that she always went to the same display case and gazed at the same glittering object of her desire. He wasn't exactly sure just what she was looking at, just that she always went to the same display case and she appeared excited when she saw that whatever it was she was looking at was still there. Several times he was about to go talk to the pretty young girl, mainly to check out her tits and yummy butt, but also to figure out what she found so interesting in that particular display case. However, every time he moved in closer, there always seemed to be a paying customer who needed his attention at that very moment, so he never had the chance to discover just what interested the young girl.
Now Max knew. It was a very gaudy cheap rhinestone broach. He'd had it forever, it seemed, and he had resigned himself that he would never sell it. Due to the ever rising cost of everything, he had raised the prices of everything in his store, the gaudy broach included. The nubile girl had now wanted to buy it for her mother's birthday and when he told her how much...
"Don't cry, sweetheart. Please don't cry. You're too pretty to be crying," he said in an attempt to comfort her.
"But, I don't have enough money!" she wailed and began sobbing again, her chest heaving and rubbing her now prominent nips on the translucent thin fabric of her top, putting on quite the tantalizing show for the leering proprietor of the shop. "I've been saving my money to buy it for my mom's birthday, and now I don't have enough money!"
"How much do you have?" he asked glancing up to look into her face.
Through her sobs she told him the amount to the exact penny.
"It's very pretty, isn't it?" Katie nodded in agreement. "Tell you what, sweetheart. I've seen you come in here week after week for I don't know how long just to look at this broach. Seeing that you've had your heart set on it, I'll give it to you for what you've saved up."
"Really?" she asked hopefully while choking back a sob, suspecting that there might be a catch. In her experience, adults always seemed to have a catch when it came to something she wanted.
"Yes, really," replied Max with a warm smile. For the first time she saw in the big hulking man, not someone to be afraid of, but a nice kind man. "Would you like for me to gift wrap it for you?"
"I don't have enough money for that," she answered.
"Yes, you do. It's included in the price," he said with a smile as his eyes drifted down momentarily.
"Oh, thank you! Thank you, Mister..."
"Max. Mr. Max."
"Thank you, Mr. Max!"
"And your name..."
"Katie. Katie Thomas," she replied with still reddened eyes.
Max took the gaudy broach back to where he gift wrapped, placed it in a nice gift box and then proceed to wrap the small box with its treasure inside with the finest paper he had, topping it off with a silver ribbon. When he presented the beautifully wrapped box to Katie, her ice blue eyes grew wide. It was the finest present she'd ever seen, and she was going to give it to her mom. She then laid all her quarters, dimes, nickels and pennies on the counter in one big heap.
Max scooped all the change off the counter and into his big hand, not even bothering to count it. "Thank you, Katie," he told the now beaming girl, who then turned and ran from the store.
His eyes followed her out of the store, fixated on her firm flexing butt so graphically displayed by the revealing very tight cut off shorts she wore. With the girl out the door, Max sighed, adjusted his now hard cock and then counted up the change. It was to the penny as she had said. Max felt pretty proud of himself for having finally unloaded the gaudy broach and not at a loss. He also felt pretty good that he had made the young pretty girl happy. As he was congratulating himself for the win-win, he reflected that the girl's mom might not be so keen on the present, but knowing who gave it her, that she would treat it like it was the most beautiful thing in the world.
A frown suddenly spread across his stubbled face. 'Then again,' he thought thinking of his ex-wife, 'her mom might not be so appreciative. She might be one of those women.' Then added, 'I sure hope not. Such a lovely young cunt.'
Late the following Saturday, Max saw Katie as she came into the store just before closing time. It had been so slow that day that he had sent his two high school helpers home early, so he was alone in his store.
"Hello, Katie. How are you today?" he greeted, his eyes drifting immediately to the low mounds and nipples so graphically outlined by the tight thin fabric of her tank top.
"I'm fine, Mr. Max," she beamed.
"Did your mother like your present?" he asked as he forced his eyes upwards.
"Oh, yes! Yes, she did! And I told her all about how I didn't have enough money, but you were so nice and gave it to me anyway. She said I needed to thank you."
"Well, you're quite welcome, sweetheart. But, you did thank me."
"Mommy said I needed to do something nice for you," she answered.
"Oh? Like what?"
"She said that I should help you in some way. Like, maybe clean your house."
"I don't live in a house. I live upstairs above my store," he replied pointing towards the ceiling. "Makes for a fast commute," he quipped.
"Well, I could clean that for you," she offered.
"Oh, you don't have to do that, sweetheart."
"Please? Mommy said I should."
"She said you should clean my house?"
"That and other things."
"What other things?"
"You know, things... things that boys and girls do?" she said in whisper so that no one else could overhear, not that there was anyone else in the store.
"Your mother told you that?"
"Yes. She says that men will be nice to me if I'm nice to them."
"Your mother told you that?" he repeated in disbelief.
"Yes. That's what she said.
"Do you have a wife?" she then asked.
"Uh, no."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Uh, no."
"Then can I be your girlfriend?"
Max was at a loss for words. If he was reading this right, the young girl was offering herself to him for sex. And at her mother's suggestion!
"Uh, I don't think that would be appropriate," he told the pretty fifteen year old.
"It's okay," she said with a sly smile as she lifted the helm of her skin tight top to reveal an expanse of her bare belly. "I know I can make you happy."
"Holy fuck!" he muttered under his breath.
"I'll get naked for you..."
"Uh..."
"Totally naked."
"Your mother told you..." He was stopped in midsentence when she unbuttoned her cut off jeans. "I, uh... I..." His brain went dead as his nasty old cock filled with blood. He glanced at the clock. It was still fifteen minutes to closing.
"Wait right here," he said as he rushed outside to close the folding burglar bars that protected his establishment when closed. With the burglar bars deployed and locked, he closed and locked the front door.
"This way," he told Katie and led her to the back of the store. At the foot of a lit staircase, he flipped several switches and turned off all but the night lights in the store and armed the burglar alarm. He then pointed up the stairs, the meaning of which was not lost on Katie. She smiled and began ascending the stairs to his private lair. Naturally, Max followed the lithe girl up the stairs to his apartment above, his eyes ogling the young girl's half exposed ass cheeks the whole way.
No one, but a few buddies on poker nights, ever went up into his private space. As far as bachelor pads go, it wasn't too unkempt. A bit messy, yes, but not too messy. Immediately he went to the kitchen and extracted a fat Romeo y Julieta 1875 Gran Toro cigar from his humidor. Deftly he snipped the end and lit up. He'd been dying for a good smoke all day, and now he really needed one. Next he pored himself a glass of Jameson Irish Whiskey over the rocks and downed most of it with the first gulp, then topped his drink off again.
For a long moment he studied the girl through the pass through. She was calmly checking the place out. For the first time he really looked at her, the dark shoulder-length hair, the slim build. She looked his way and smiled... 'Such a pretty thing," he thought to himself. 'Especially her eyes.' Her ice blue eyes had stopped many a man visiting her mother over the years, eyes that had had seen plenty over their brief fifteen years.
"Uh, can I get you anything to drink?" he asked.
"I'd like a Sprite," she replied.
"A Sprite? Uh... I'm sorry, I don't have much in the way of soft drinks here and you're much too young to have what I'm having," he replied as he took of sip of his whiskey. "Ice water?"
"Yes. Water will be fine," she answered. Max quickly retrieved a clean glass from the dish rack, added some ice and filled it with bottled water.
By the time he had it ready, Katie was in the small kitchen with him. "Thank you," she said taking the glass of ice water from the big burly man.
She took a sip, her eyes cut upwards and looking at him and then asked, "Do you want me to clean up first?"
"First? Uh, I... What time do you need to be home?"
"Whenever," she replied. "Mommy's gone out of town with some guy. She won't be back until tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."
"She left you alone?"
"It's no big deal, but... Can I stay with you tonight? Roy knows Mom is out of town and he'll come over and... you know."
"Who is Roy?"
"One of Mom's boyfriends."
"I see... This Roy... Does he..."
"Yes," she answered the unspoken question. "Mom owes him money."
"I see..." 'Holy fuck!' thought Max. 'Her mom pimps her out to pay her debts?!!!'
"You can stay here, if it will keep you safe," he smoothly told her. "But you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
"And if I want to?"
"I, uh... You're just a kid."
"That's what Mommy says, but that doesn't stop Roy or anyone else."
"Anyone else? Who else?"
"I'd better not say. Just some of Mom's other friends."
Once again, Max was at a loss for words, that and his glass was suddenly empty. He added ice and poured himself another one on the rocks. Suddenly it dawned on him that he'd been on his feet all day and they were killing him. "I need to sit down and take my shoes off," he told her as he bolted out of the kitchen to his easy chair.
Once he was seated, he kicked off his shoes and instantly his feet felt better. Rubbing his sore dogs, he looked up and she was standing before him, the button to her cut off jeans still unfastened, only now she had unzipped and had folded back and tucked in the open fly to reveal the smooth skin of her bare mons. Once again, his dick surged with engorging blood, only it wasn't well positioned. Trapped in that position, his cock was uncomfortable, but with the young girl standing there, he was loathe to adjust himself.
She pulled over the ottoman from the sofa and sat down in front of him. Lifting his right foot, she slipped off the sweaty sock and began to rub his bare foot.
"Ooooo, that feels so good, darling," he said in a hoarse whisper. "Ohhh, right there. Right there..." for the next five minutes she rubbed and massaged his foot, then took the other foot, stripped off the sock and rubbed it. Looking up at him, she smiled seeing that he had his close-cropped head thrown back, looking up at the ceiling.
"Does that feel good, Mr. Max?"
"Damned right it feels good, honey. Yeah, right there..."
After a five minute foot rub, she went back to the first foot for a couple more minutes, then returned to the second foot. By then, Max was feeling better, much, much better. She stopped the foot rub and boldly straddled his lap facing him.
"What are you doing?" he asked as she began unbuttoning his shirt.
"You need to get comfortable," she told him as she continued.
"You don't have to do anything," he repeated.
"Shhhh," she whistled through her teeth. "Just try to relax," she said just before pulling his shirt tail from his trousers.
"Katie... I don't think..."
"Shhhhh!"
With his button down oxford cloth shirt now fully unbuttoned, she opened it. "Gosh, you sure are hairy," she said running her fingers through his dense chest hair. With a giggle she added, "You're what Mom calls a bear."
"I've been called that before, but not by a... How old are you?"
"Old enough," she replied as she rubbed the pad of her fingers over a big dark nipple.
"You can't be what? Fifteen? Sixteen?"
"Old enough," she said again. "Now you just relax."
"This isn't right. I'm old enough to be your father."
"In that case I'll call you Daddy?" she said with a little laugh. "Now, you just sit back and relax," she said as she continued to run her hands over his chest. "Does that feel good, Daddy?"
"Damned right," Max muttered enjoying every bit of the attention he was receiving, even as he disbelieved the entire scene.
She leaned forward in his lap and kissed a nipple. Sitting back again she said, "I love the way you smell." It had been a long day and Max knew that he was a bit gamely by then. "Roy, he always smells of cheap cologne and it clashes with the scent of his deodorant. But you, you smell good." Max watched as she leaned into him again to kiss and lick his other nipple.
Then to his disappointment, she slid back and off his lap and back onto the ottoman. His disappointment was short lived, as she now leaned into him and began undoing his belt. With the belt undone, she unbuttoned and unzipped him and began tugging his trousers off. Without even thinking, he lifted his butt off the chair and made it easy for her to strip him. With his trousers removed, his hard cock now obscenely tented out his loose boxer shorts. Immediately she went for the boxer shorts. Max, his eyes grown wide and now blazing, lifted his butt again and allowed the girl to remove them, his hard cock slapping up against his belly as it sprung free. Now naked, save for the open shirt, he reached for his cigar in the ashtray next to his easy chair. It had gone out, but that didn't matter.
As Katie ran her hands up his bare hairy legs, Max jammed his cigar between his teeth. Higher and higher her hands went. Max's nostrils flared as her small delicate hands neared his naked groin. A low growl escaped his lips as she first lightly brushed, then gently caressed his scrotum and testicles. She was now kneeling between his outstretched knees. For a good long minute or more, she played with his hairy nuts before sliding the fingers of her right hand up the smooth hair-free belly of his hard cock.
"You have a nice, dick, Mr. Max," Katie said looking up at him with a smile. "It's nice and big, but not too big." Then she leaned into him, inhaled his manly aroma, peeled back the foreskin and kissed the head of his uncut cock.
"Oh, fuck," he muttered between his cigar clinching teeth. "Oh, fuck yeah, baby." He was about to tell her to suck it, but she had already slipped her lips over the seeping knob. "Ah, fuck! That's it baby, suck my cock!"
Her lips slid down over his rigid stalk and then slid back up to the tip where she lashed it with her tongue. It was obvious to Max that despite her young age, she had done this before. 'Whoever Roy is, he's one lucky bastard,' he reflected. 'Fuck Roy!' he quickly added, 'Tonight, I'm the lucky bastard!'
"Oh, yeah, baby girl, suck that cock," he repeated again and again with his cigar still firmly in place between his teeth as he looked down at the young girl blowing him.
All too soon, he felt that tingling rising in his groin. He wanted to hold back and savor this rarest of moments, but his physiology was betraying him. "Slow down, baby. Slow down... Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna... Ahhh!" His vision grayed as the thick nut sauce shot from his pulsing dick into the young girl's mouth. The first gout of spermy juice was quickly followed by another blast from his spasming prostrate and he cried out in sweet agony again, then again and again. After the first four eye-crossing spouting bolts of sperm laden semen, the trailing ejaculatory pulses were progressively less and less intense. Still the pretty teen cocksucker sucked and sucked on his softening prick until he became too sensitive and jerked in his chair with each swipe of her ever moving tongue. Still he was loathe to push the girl off. Mercifully she released his nasty old dick, leaving him breathless.
Catching his breath, his pleasure now an afterglow, he stared in disbelief at the young dark haired girl, now sitting back on the ottoman and smiling at him, her ice blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Damn, honey pie. That was great! Fucking great!" he praised. "There's just one thing..."
Her confident smile faded momentarily as she wondered what she might have done wrong. He leaned forward, grasped the tails of her top and pulled it over her head. "Yes, that better," he said as he soaked up her partial nudity, particularly the low mounds of her tits and the incredibly pronounced puffy nipples she sported. "But I want you... You said you'd get naked, totally naked."
Her smile returned as she rose to her feet. His eyes still lustily blazing, he watched as she shimmied out of her tight cut off shorts. As he suspected from her earlier display of her hairless mons, she wasn't wearing panties of any sort. Stepping out of her severely cropped shorts, she rose to stand upright, her shorts on her finger as she slowly spun them around. She was, as he suspected, totally hairless and flawlessly smooth skinned.
"Is this better?" she asked dropping her shorts to the floor.
"Much better," he said putting down his unlit cigar. "Now, come here!" he said holding his arms out to her.
Katie crawled naked into the bearish man's lap once again, only this time they were both nude save for the open shirt he was still wearing. Taking her into his arms, he pulled her to him. With his big hands full of her firm naked buttocks, he pulled her closer and drove his thick tongue into her mouth. The taste of tobacco was strong, but Katie was used to the taste, as most of the men who her mother let sleep with her were smokers too. But even though the taste was stronger than most, she found it sweeter tasting than the stale lingering cigarette taste she was used to.
As he kissed her, his hands were in constant motion on her bare back and buttocks, fucking her mouth with his tongue. He may have been expecting it, but he didn't detect the taste of semen in her mouth, nor did he think anything of it. After several minutes of tongue fucking, he broke it off and pushed her back to gaze into her incredible eyes. "You have the prettiest eyes of any girl I've ever seen," he honestly complimented.
"Thank you, Daddy," she replied smiling.
"Tell me, do you fuck too?"
"Yes"' she giggled blushing at the blunt question.
"So do I," he replied smiling back at her. "And just as soon as I get hard again..."
"You wouldn't take advantage of me, would you, Daddy?"
"For some reason I suspect it's been you who has been taking advantage of me," he replied as he stroked her dark silky hair.
"You don't mind, do you?" she asked with a playful grin.
"No, I don't mind, sweetheart. Not at all."
"Good, because I want to make you happy. Are you happy, Daddy?"
"Damned right, I'm happy, and so is my dick. And we'll both be happier still once I get it up your snatch."
"Promise?"
"Oh, yes, I promise. And I promise that once I do get up inside you, I'm going to fuck you cross eyed. Would you like that?"
"Hmmm, yes, I think I would," she giggled.
Reaching back she grasped his cock in her hand and found it engorging. "Hmmm, you know, Daddy, I don't think we're going to have long to wait." She rocked back and sat on his semi-hard cock, trapping it between his belly and her cunt. She began rocking back and forth, rubbing her pussy across his semi-erect dick, her young hair-free pussy lips molding around the thickening stalk, the bulbous head rubbing against her clit with every forward and back thrust of her hips and with each stroke, his cock responded to the pussy lip massage, engorging with blood, getting harder and harder.
Max sat back, grasped his unlit cigar once again and clenched it in his teeth as he watched in amazement as the pretty teen slut masturbated herself on his cock. Of course she was masturbating him too, and to Max it felt mighty fine, but he was and would be for some time, a long way from cumming again anytime soon.
He watched her expression as she worked herself on his fat dick, her eyes were closed and her mouth hung slightly open, seemingly concentrating very hard on what was happening between her legs. Soon she began breathing harder and beads of sweat formed on her brow as her lust built to the breaking point. Suddenly, she rose up, grasped his thick rigid cock, aiming it upward and then sat down forcefully on it, driving the full seven and half inches up into her tight slippery snatch until her cunt lips pressed firmly into his groin, his wiry pubic hair smashed up against her clit. She began grinding down on his cock, rubbing her clit against the swell of his hairy pubis as her climax built to the breaking point.
His eyes bulged out at the tightness of her cunt grasping his dick. Katie threw back her head and began to bodily quake, her already snug cunt now contracting forcefully around his dick. "Yeah, cum on my dick, you little slut," he hissed through his clenched teeth. "Cum on my fucking cock, baby, cum on my cock." As she came, she hardly made a sound as she was rendered incapable of speech.
"Fuckin' aye!" he declared as he began thrusting his hips up, forcing his dick to move inside her tight constricting vaginal sheath. At first his dick scarcely moved, but with each upward thrust and downward retreat, his cock began moving inside her clasping cunt more and more until he had her wildly bouncing in his lap as they fucked.
With her now freely and easily moving up and down his steely erection, Max suddenly grasped her and stood up. Now he pulled her up with his hands and dropped her down on his cock as he fucked her in a standing position, her legs dangling and bouncing about, unable to reach the floor. No longer was she fucking him, he was fucking her and fucking her as if she was a rag doll. All she could do was grasp him about the neck and hang on. She was now able to cry out lustily, even though what she was saying was more or less unintelligible.
Suddenly and abruptly she grew quiet and Max could feel her cunt wildly contracting about his dick as the girl came for the second time. And it wouldn't be the last climax she'd have before he was done with her for the moment.
He lay her upon her back on his dinette table, raised her legs by the ankles and began fucking her again. Now the room filled with wet smacking sounds as wet groins slapped together. He draped her legs over his shoulders and grasped her about the thighs and really gave it to her, fucking her hard. She looked up at the big bull of a man fucking her, but with unseeing eyes, her mind off in another place other than the here and now, her world reduced to her pussy and the pleasuring cock pounding into her.
Max watched as the girl's eyes rolled up into the back of her head and felt her pussy contracting around his cock yet again. "Yeah, cum on my dick again, baby. Cum and I'll fuck you until dawn!" Despite his boast, he had his limits and he was rapidly approaching those limits. With a roar the big bear came in the petite girl's cunt, flooding her with his virile seed. "Yeah, I'm gonna knock you up!" he hollered midway through his climax.
Suddenly he was spent. He staggered back, letting her legs slip from off his shoulders and fall towards the floor. Exhausted, he looked down on the girl. Her legs were spread and he could plainly see her cunt, opening and closing like a goldfish gulping air; streams of whitish goo drooled from the swelling gasping pussy lips, reaching towards the floor where a big puddle of baby batter soon formed.
Taking another step backwards, he stepped on his cigar as it lay on the floor. Picking it up, he was glad to see that he hadn't crushed it. Flattened it a little, but he hadn't broken it. He stuck it back into his mouth, found his lighter and lit up once again. After taking a few satisfying puffs, he filled his glass with ice and whiskey once again, then returned to watch the young girl slowly recover from the vigorous fucking she'd received from him.
Once she seemed fully aware of her surroundings, he set his drink down on the dinette table beside her, then pulled her bodily across the table towards him. Rolling her onto her side, he then presented his still wet cock to her lips. Unlike most women he'd been with in the past who blanched at taking a dick, wet with fresh fuck juices, into their mouths, Katie gobbled up his soft cock, sucking it clean.
Pulling his now clean cock from her mouth he petted her head, pushing her hair out of her sweaty face. "That was certainly fun," he told her. "We'll have to do that again sometime tonight." Katie looked up at him, her expression unreadable to him. "Of course, only if you want to do it again tonight," he added, not that he was going to take 'no' for an answer. He was going to fuck her again, just as soon as he got it up and then fuck her again after that. Fuck her until she had to leave and go home to her pimping mama.
His ardor cooled a bit and he briefly considered that maybe he'd over done it with her. She was, after all, just a young girl, even if she was an experienced young girl. He was pleased to see her smile a little.
"I'm kinda hungry, Mr. Max," she told him in a small voice.
"What happened to 'Daddy'?" he asked. Before she could answer he stuck his cock back in her face and watched as she gobbled it up once again. "You like eating this?" he asked before pulling his dick away from her again.
"Yes, I do, but I really was thinking of food."
"You like Chinese?"
"Yes!"
"Good. There's a great place where I often eat just down the alleyway. Let's catch a quick shower, then we'll' eat."
"Okay, Daddy," she replied with a grin.
He helped her up off the dinette and took her to his bathroom. Once in the tub/shower, he soaped her up, taking whatever liberties that came to mind. He was mildly surprised when she didn't object to him running his thick index finger up her ass, and she didn't object when he vigorously finger fucked her ass. 'She'll let me do anything I want,' he concluded as he anally molested her.
Showered and refreshed, Max and his teenaged playmate dressed and went out the back way into the alleyway. Rather than being a dark deserted place, the alleyway behind Max's place was softly lit and a bustle of activity as it was lined with bistros, wine bars and hip cafes. It pleased him that the various businesses were bustling, as he owned three of the buildings that lined the alleyway. He made quite a profit from the rents.
A hundred feet or so down the alley, they turned into Wong's, where he was immediately recognized and greeted. "Mr. Max! How are you today?" the petite smiling Asian hostess asked in perfect English. "And who is this with you tonight?"
"This is my niece, Katie. She's visiting this weekend."
"Very, very pretty," Wong's wife beamed before grabbing two menus and leading the mismatched couple to a vacant table.
After briefly consulting her on her preferences, Max ordered several dishes for the two of them. Naturally there was so much left over food that he had several containers to take home with him, along with a Sprite to go.
Once back in his upstairs apartment over his store, he found the cigar he'd been working on and lit it up, then put the take home containers of food in the refrigerator. Back in his living room he asked Katie, "Are you really going to spend the night with me?"
"Yes, if you'll let me. I told you, Mommy went out town and ole Roy..."
"This Roy, he fuck you often?"
"Whenever Mommy's away it seems."
"You don't like him fucking you?"
"No, not particularly. He gets mean and... I hate him."
"And your mother... What does she say about him?"
"That I should be nice to him. He's the landlord and Mommy never pays the rent on time."
"Does she ever pay the rent? With money, I mean."
"I dunno. Roy's always saying we owe him and he..."
"He sounds like an asshole."
"Oh, he is. A big mean asshole! Except he isn't all that big, if you know what I mean."
"I get the picture.
"Now, if you're staying with me," Max added, "I want you naked."
"Are you going to rape me?"
"It won't be rape, sweetheart."
"Tell that to the judge!" she quipped.
The playful comment hit him like a bucket of cold water. "Uh, yeah... On second thought, maybe this isn't such a good idea." Nervously he puffed on his cigar, sending up a dense cloud of smoke. "Maybe you need to go home."
"Oh, please, Mr. Max. Let me stay with you tonight. Please! I promise I'll make you happy."
"Katie, you're a sweet girl and you might be a whore," said waving his cigar around, "a child whore, but this really isn't right. I shouldn't have had sex with you earlier and I shouldn't have sex with you later tonight either, or at any other time."
"I'll suck your dick, for as long as you want and I'll let you fuck me as much as you want."
"I'm sure you will," he replied before taking a puff. "But it's just not right."
"If you kick me out, I'll go to the police and have them do a rape kit on me," she threatened.
"Now, I didn't say I was going to kick you out," he said backtracking while pointing his cigar at her. "In fact, I think I told you that I wanted you naked."
"You said... Oh, never mind. I don't understand you adults," she said as she peeled off her top. Kicking off her flip flops, she undid her cut offs and soon they were on the floor. "There!" she huffed. "Is that better?"
"Much better," Max replied with a smile. "Now turn around for me."
She turned displaying the alluring curves of her firm naked butt to him. He puffed up another small cloud before exclaiming, "Nice butt! Very nice indeed. You know, maybe I should fuck you again."
Turning her head to him she quipped, "Promise?"
"Yes," he laughed, "I promise. I'd be a damned fool to turn you down."
He sat in his chair and lifted his foot. "Come, take off my shoes." Naked, she came and sat before him, took his foot and removed both his shoe and his sock. He lifted the other foot and she took it and removed the other shoe and sock. He raised the first foot to her again and told her, "Suck my big toe."
She cut her eyes down at him, then took the bare foot, lowered her lips to it and began laving on it, sucking and licking like she was sucking a cock, all the while looking him in the eye. He'd sucked a few toes himself in the past, but had never before had his own toe sucked. It surprised him just how sexy and wicked it felt.
As she worked on his toe, he unbuttoned his shirt, worked it off his shoulder and discarded it. He then unbuckled his belt, opened his trousers and began working them, along with his boxers, off his hips. Katie left go of the toe and helped him remove his pants. With him now as totally naked as she was, she kissed up his leg to the prizes between his hairy legs. As she began licking and tentatively sucking on his dick, he realized just how much she seemed to enjoy giving head. Either she was a natural at it or she'd had lots of practice; probably both he concluded.
Calmly, he let her do all the work and just watched as she orally caressed his sex spike, puffing on his now short and well chewed stogie, while taking occasional sips of his Irish whiskey. After a good long dick sucking, she backed off his big cock and looked at him with a beckoning look that he interpreted as a plea for permission to stop. His drink finished and his cigar way past its prime, he set it in the ashtray. He then sat forward and effortlessly lifted her as he stood, attaching his lips to a puffy nipple. Without speaking, he carried the young girl into his bedroom, sucking on one, then the other nipple. Tiring of this game, he plopped her down on his bed like she was a sack of potatoes.
Katie, her saliva wet nipples tingling, thought she was going to be fucked. She was, but not just right then. Instead he spread her legs apart and went down on her. The young hairless pussy lips, free of even a hint of hair or stubble, were a delight to his thick tongue as he slowly licked all over her still pristine smooth vulva and between her demure labia. Her taste was divine he concluded as he scoured up her sexual secretions. He slowly licked her with the flat of his tongue from her asshole to her clit, and then did it again as his ears filled with the sounds of her contented mewls. He probed into her vagina with his tongue while rubbing his noise into her clit. After a minute or so of tongue fucking, he slid his tongue up to her still developing nubbin and began to dance around and across it until she began bucking her hips as her orgasm swept over her. With her thighs firmly clamped around his ears, he rode out her orgasm. He felt the pressure on his ears slacken and quickly mounted the girl in the missionary. Nestling the head of his cock into the maw of her pulsating vagina, he pushed it all the way in on the first thrust. Now with every inch of his cock deep in her pussy, he ground his dick in her and in doing so, ground his pubes into her clit. Almost immediately he was rewarded with her pussy clamping down hard on his buried stalk.
When her orgasm abated, he dismounted and flipped her over, lifting her hips until she was on her knees, her head resting on the mattress. She cried out in joy as his cock speared into her from behind. Thap! Thap! Thap! the sounds of his groin slamming into her buttocks rang out throughout the room. Almost imperceptible was a softer slapping sound as his heavy balls swung forward and slapped against her clit and mons.
Max loved fucking in this position, as it gave him a bird's eye view of his cock sawing into her pussy. An added benefit was the sight of her buttocks quivering and quaking as he slammed into her. It was enough to drive his libido into overdrive. This was where he often got into trouble with the cunts he was fucking, as he tended to lose all sense of what he was doing to the woman and would fuck her nearly unconscious. After a long night of being fucked so hard, they seldom came back for a repeat. And now it was young Katie's turn to be ravaged into oblivion. Experienced as she may have been, Katie was still just a young girl and Max was able to rein in the lustful beast within. Well before he wanted to, he withdrew his hot cock from her now smoking pussy, and rolled her on top of him.
Katie, her system flooded with endorphins, was nearly as delirious with fuck lust as he was. She found herself once again sitting on top of him, only this time he was lying fully on his back and not sitting up. She felt him bodily lift her onto his cock. With him fully inside her once again, she felt wonderful, but too tired and exhausted to move, yet she was moving, up and down, as he was lifting her and dropping her back down on his prick. After a minute or so, she had recovered her strength enough to take over fucking. With his hands now free, one shot to her clit and the other shot to her little titty. As she fucked herself on his dick, he mauled her pearl and tit, sending her right back into orgasmic orbit.
Next thing she remembered, he was spooning with her from behind. His cock moving slowly and deliberately in her still spasmodic cunt. After a bit, he pushed the knee of her top leg forward and against her chest and vigorously fucked her in a modified scissors position until he finally unloaded in her cunt for the second time. Spent and exhausted, Max rolled away and within moments, the big bear was snoring away, leaving young Katie dazed by the most intense fucking she'd ever received. Never before had a man so thoroughly ravished her young pussy. Never before had she felt so fulfilled.
At first light, Max woke needing to take a leak in the worst way. He bounded out of the sack and relieved his full bladder. It took him a few moments to realize that it was Sunday morning and that he wouldn't open the store until noon that day, rather than his usual 10 o'clock opening.
Stepping back into his bedroom, intent on getting in another hour or two of sleep, he stopped at the sight of a small lump under the covers. Then he remembered... the girl. He fucked an under aged girl last night, fucked her good. No wonder his balls were aching and he was feeling so tuckered out this morning. In a rush, the entire evening played back in quick time before his mind's eye... the pretty young girl with the incredible blue eyes and nice tight ass. A little small in the tit department for him, but she more than made up for that with her enthusiastic blowjobs.
'Hmmm, what's her name again? Katie? Yeah, Katie. Katie what? Who knows and who cares. Katie, the young whore. At least that what she told me. Okay, maybe she's not a whore, but she is a slut. There is a difference.'
He peeled back the covers to expose her nudity to him. She was lying on her stomach and he had a great view of her unblemished ass. 'What a fine ass you have, my sweet little Katie-girl. You want that fine ass fucked, baby? I'll be glad to fuck it for you. Just say the word, and the word is 'yes', and I run my nasty old cock up your shitter so fast...'
He sat on the bed and ran his big hand over the smooth globes of her butt cheeks, imprinting the feel of that flawless young ass into his brain to be recalled sometimes in the future at a moment's notice. For a good long time he sat beside the young girl and felt up her ass. 'Now this is the way to spend a Sunday morning, Max old boy,' he silently told himself. With each passing minute, his groping became more aggressive, sliding the edge of his palm down into her ass crack, stroking her anus, eventually settling deep between her legs, his fingers toying with her increasingly wet pussy.
She let out a moan and clamped her legs together trapping his hand against her sex. In response, he shook his hand against her pussy flesh and rode out her morning orgasm. As the tremors slackened off in her groin, Katie was now wide awake and she rolled away from her molester.
"Good morning, sweetie," he greeted as he licked his fingers of her morning nectar.
Katie, just rousted from her slumber, took a moment to get her bearings. She was in a strange place with a big naked man, a bear of a man who had just taken liberties with her, not that she minded. She recognized him, even with his morning beard. She liked him, he was nice, even if a little gruff at times.
She smiled at Max, then stretched like a cat. That was a mistake she realized as he was on her in flash, her wrists pinned high above her head, his big hard cock pushing deep into her vagina. Then she remembered the terrific fucking he'd given her just a few hours before. She was sore, but the cock slicing into her felt good, really good. Realizing that it was no use to resist, she locked her legs about his hairy butt and let him fuck her. He pumped her hard from the start and energetically fucked her for a good twelve minutes before unloading in her. Then he rolled off to catch his breath.
"I could get used to having you in my bed every morning," he said looking up at the ceiling. "I'd just keep you naked up here and come up three, four times a day and fuck you. How would you like that?"
"Hmmm, I don't know. I'd miss school and then I wouldn't grow up to be a doctor."
"A doctor? Is that what you really want to do? Or would you rather suck my dick three times a day and fuck me until I was dead."
"You're funny! You wouldn't be any fun if you're dead," she replied.
"So you think I'm fun, even though I'm just an old ugly fat bastard?"
"Daddy, you're not old, nor ugly, nor fat and you're certainly not a bastard, or at least you don't act like a bastard. But Mommy wouldn't let me stay with you every night, so it wouldn't work anyway."
"It's a nice thought though.
"So tell me," he added, "when did you start fucking?"
"Fucking fucking? I dunno, a year or two ago. But the first time I got fucked in the ass, I was eight."
"Eight?! That's awfully young."
"Well, things were really tight for Mommy and me and her boyfriend auctioned me off."
"Her boyfriend? You mean her pimp."
"I guess. Anyway, he sold my butt to this rich guy. It hurt the first time, but after that, not so much. We didn't have money problems for a long time after that."
"Your Mom sold your ass?"
"No, Randy did."
"But your mom got the money?"
"Of course. But she always gives me some it for my allowance."
"So she then sold your pussy two years ago."
"No, Roy just took it. He never ever asks."
"I see... So, when did you suck your first dick?"
"Oh, that was a long, long time ago. Before I started kindergarten. I was maybe five years old, maybe younger; I don't really remember how old I was. This man, he was babysitting me and he offered me a whole bag of candy if I'd put his dick in my mouth. I did and that was that. I had lots of different babysitters after that and they all had me suck their dicks."
"Your mom knew about all this?"
"Sure. Moms know everything about their kids. I liked sucking dicks and playing with a guy's balls. Mom saw no reason for me to stop, so... There were always guys coming by... usually to see Mom, but sometimes just to see me. Besides it helped Mommy out."
Max could only shake his head at these revelations. Her mom had been pimping her out since she was five, maybe younger. "No wonder you're so sexually... proficient," he muttered in disbelief. "So how much does your mom expect me to give her for last night and this morning?"
"Nothing. She just told me to be nice to you because you were so nice to me."
"Because of the broach I sold you? It wasn't worth half what you paid for it."
"It wasn't?"
"No, it wasn't. It was just part of some costume jewelry I picked up at an estate sale."
"Then will you give me a refund?"
Max laughed. "Yes, I'll refund your money, but don't tell your mother."
"That's what I like about you the most," she said bouncing about in the bed. "Besides being so sexy and handsome, you're just so nice to me," she said. "And as a thank you..." She leaned over and took his cock into her mouth. Max closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the sensations of his cock engulfed in her warm wet mouth and everything that came with a deluxe blowjob.
It was nearly 10 AM before they rolled out of the sack with Max's balls thoroughly drained, aching even more than earlier that morning. After a nice long shower where they used up all the hot water, Max padded off naked to his kitchen where he whipped up some scrambled eggs and toast.
Sitting across from the naked young girl he'd been having sex with all morning, he popped the question that he'd been thinking of ever since she revealed her history earlier that morning. "Katie, honey. I have something I want to ask of you. You don't have to do it, if you don't want to."
"What's that, Daddy?"
"Would you mind if... if I fucked you in the ass?"
"No, of course not," she immediately replied. "I'll do whatever you want me to do. You want to do it now?"
"Oh, god yes, but I don't think I could get it up again at the moment. Maybe a little later on. Okay?"
"Sure, Daddy. Whatever you want."
Max was now kicking himself for not asking earlier before he had completely drained his balls with her. Still, he now had something to look forward to. But having to open the store at noon was a problem. Sure he had his two teenaged helpers, but he had to watch those two like a hawk; not that either of them had ever done anything to garner his mistrust. Still, he wasn't about to tempt them either. Of course he had tonight and all day tomorrow when the store was closed for the day...
"Katie, honey. Can you stay with me again tonight?"
"I dunno. It depends if Mommy gets home."
"Even if she does come home, stay with me."
"I don't know if she'll let me," the girl explained. "She's funny about things like that."
"How much would it cost?"
"Oh, Daddy! Don't be that way. I'm here because I want to be here, not because you're paying to sleep with me."
"It would be worth it," he almost begged.
"No! No, it wouldn't. I like you, Max, and not because of your money."
"What? You like my good looks? You like my dick?"
"Yes, I do. God, you're such a hunk of pure male. I just love snuggling up to your naked body. I love your manly scent and feeling your dick inside me. So, don't go and spoil it. Okay?"
After breakfast found them once again in bed, not fucking and not sucking, just snuggling and petting on one another. Max had a hard time keeping his hands off of her. And Katie had just as hard a time keeping her hands off his hairy body. Neither demanded anything of the other, yet neither denied the other anything. For Max, it was the most loving time in his life.
All too soon, the alarm went off, demanding that he dress and go downstairs and open shop. It was the hardest thing he'd done in years, leaving the willing eager little sex pot alone while he tended business.
Katie he left upstairs, of course. It just wouldn't do for anyone to know that he had a naked teenager upstairs waiting for him to come up and fuck her in the ass. It wouldn't do at all. He had a difficult time keeping his mind on business that afternoon knowing what was upstairs and waiting for him.
Around three o'clock, he finally decided that he was just going to have to trust his two young helpers, at least for a few minutes. He would only be gone for five minutes, just long enough for a quick tittie suck, then he'd be back. 'Five minutes... just five minutes,' he told himself.
"Josh. Ryan. Watch the shop for me. I need to run upstairs for a minute or so and make a phone call. I'll be right back."
"Sure thing, Mr. Max," the two seventeen year olds answered almost in unison.
"Take your time, boss," Ryan told him. "We'll take care of it."
"I'll be right back," he told them. Resisting the urge to hurry, Max calmly strolled towards the back. From the bottom of the stairs, however, he took them two at a time.
Bursting through the unlocked door, he called out, "Katie! Katie!" But there was no answer. He looked through the small apartment, but no Katie.
He then found the note she'd left on the dinette table. "Mommy called and wants me home. Sorry I can't stay. Had a great time with you, Daddy. Love, Katie. P.S. Maybe some other time?"
Josh and Ryan could only guess at what had made their boss so cross after going upstairs.
All the next week and well into the next, Max thought of hardly anything other than the young girl who came into his life and eagerly allowed him to ravage her young body. The whole thing was so improbable, that he began to think that maybe his mind was playing tricks on him.
But on a sunny Wednesday, just before four o'clock, she appeared with her book sack flung over her shoulder. He wanted to dart over to her, but his full time employee and bookkeeper, Ella Smith, was between her and him. Worse still, Mrs. Smith was heading towards her. The older lady and young girl talked for a few minutes, then Katie headed towards a display case where she appeared to be browsing. Max worked his way over to her, giving another customer the brush off in the process.
"May I show you something in particular?" he asked.
"Yes, your dick," she replied in a low voice and a giggle.
"Maybe that could be arranged. Do you have some time?"
"Mommy won't be home until after six and I'm avoiding Roy," Katie replied.
"I don't close until six," he said while pretending to show her some merchandise.
"I have to go home at six," she replied as she examined the object he was showing her.
Max made an executive decision. "Leave and go around back to the alley entrance. I'll let you in."
She shook her head in a display of her rejection of the item being shown to her. She then thanked him for showing it to her, turned and exited through the front door.
Max carefully returned the item to the display case and locked it. He then rubbed his temples and made his way over to Mrs. Smith. "Ella, I've got the worse migraine."
"You were fine just a few minutes ago."
"That was then. This is now. Look, I hate leaving you alone out here, but I need to go lie down in a dark room for a while. Please be so kind and lock up for me."
"Of course, Max. It's been busy today, but I'll manage. You have something you can take for it?"
"Yes, I do. Thanks, Ella." Max turned and disappeared into the back of the store. Checking to be sure he wasn't being observed, he opened the back door and ushered his play toy up the stairs.
Upstairs and behind the locked door, he took the young girl in his arms laying on a deep tongue kiss. "I've missed you," he said breaking the kiss. "I've thought of you constantly."
"I bet you have," she laughed. "Now I'm here." Immediately she began unbuttoning his shirt and soon had it stripped off and discarded on the floor. With an aggression that surprised him, she ran her hands over his bare chest and laid kisses across his belly and his chest. Grasping the bare skin along his sides, she looked up into his face. "Do you remember what I promised?"
"Anal?"
"Of course anal," she replied. "Do you want to give me an enema first, or do you like surprises?"
"An enema? I don't have anything to give you a..."
"I brought it," Katie replied cutting him off. She dug around in her book bag and produced a disposable enema kit which she handed to him. "You don't even have to add water," she explained with a smile.
"Uh... yeah! I'd love to give you an enema," he said with a twinkle in his eyes.
Katie was hot to trot and had been thinking of Max even more than Max had been thinking of her, so it perplexed her somewhat when he rushed off to the kitchen rather than the bathroom. It wasn't long, however, before he was back with one of his favorite cigars. He lit up explaining, "I always like to have a smoke right after work. Relaxes me." He then grabbed her by the wrist and took her to the bathroom. He was so abrupt with her that she lost one of her flip flops right where she had been standing. The other she managed to discard before reaching the bath.
"Okay, cupcake, I need you naked," he said puffing away and looking over the simple directions to the kit. Looking up, he saw that she was just standing there glaring at him. "What's the problem? Strip!"
"I just.... Oh, never mind!" she answered annoyed. She was wanting him to take her clothes off, but...
With his lit cigar firmly between his teeth, the pupils of his eyes dilated and his nostrils flared as the young girl's bare flesh came into his view. First it was her perky little tits and the swollen puffy nipples, then she dropped her shorts, revealing that she was wearing a miniscule thong today, one that barely covered her pussy. "Stop!" he told her as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband. "Turn around. I want a good look at that sexy ass of yours." She turned, confirming to Max that her panties hid nothing from the back.
"Damn," he muttered while sending up a cloud of smoke. "Okay, take it off."
Once again she hooked her thumbs in the waist band and began to pull the thong off, but he stopped her once again. "Here, let me do that," he told her.
He took the cigar from his mouth, placing it on the rim of the bathroom sink. Then he knelt behind her, leaned in and showered kisses all across her buttocks. If she had been a bit miffed moments before, she was all smiles now. She felt his big hands grip the sides of the tiny garment and then to her surprise, heard it rip and snap as he pulled it outwards until it tore in half.
With her thong literally ripped from her waist, she watched as he put the tattered garment to his nose and inhaled. With barely concealed lust he told her, "Your pussy smells so good to me. I've been remembering this smell for days, and now I have it in the flesh once again." Unceremoniously, he opened his fist and let the thong drop to the floor before ripping the top off the box of the enema kit.
Quickly he unwrapped the contents and then screwed on the pre-lubricated nozzle. With the device assembled, he looked at the nude girl he was about to anally ravage, unbuckled his belt and told her, "I want you on your knees, honey, ass in the air, the side of your face on the floor."
Katie dropped to the floor taking up the position she knew so well. Waiting for the nozzle to be inserted into her anus, she heard him rustling around behind her as he finished undressing. Another moment passed and she heard other noises, like he was rummaging through a cabinet looking for something.
Unexpectedly he stepped beside her, his bare feet just inches from her face. She canted her eyes upward, her eyes following the thick bare hairy legs to his low dangling nuts and his substantial jutting cock, then twisting her neck further she looked past his hairy tummy to his face leering down at her, his cigar protruding from the side of his mouth. From this angle he looked absolutely huge. He pushed a foot forward and rubbed it over her face before pushing his big toe against her lips. Obediently, she took the salty toe between her lips and sucked it for a moment before he pulled it away and moved behind her.
Expecting the feel of his hands on her naked ass, she was surprised to see between her legs his foot rising up between her legs. It was then pressing into her crotch, the toe wiggling into the mouth of her vagina for a moment before being pressed against her anus. She braced herself for a rough anal penetration with his big toe, but he was just playing with her and the toe was removed.
It was a relief to see him now kneel behind her and soon she felt a big hand on her ass which then spread her cheeks apart by spreading his thumb and index finger apart. She was certain that the next sensation would be the nozzle penetrating her, but instead of the slender nozzle, it was a big thick middle finger coated with a glob of cold KY Jelly.
"Unghh," she grunted as he drove the greased finger up her butt.
"You like that, sweetie?" he asked as he began to immediately saw into her asshole. "Yeah, you like this," he replied for her. "Just wait until I drive my fat hard cock up your sweet butt. Then you'll really have something to tell your mama about tonight."
After a moment or two of finger fucking her asshole, he withdrew his finger and inserted the slender nozzle of the enema kit. After the thick finger, Katie hardly knew it was there, but when he squeezed the bottle and forced the cool enema solution into her rectum; she did feel that. It was a sensation that she was familiar with and one that she enjoyed.
With the bottle nearly empty and all but crushed in his hand, he slipped the nozzle from her anus and rubbing her shapely butt telling her, "Now just give it a minute to loosen things up. When you feel the urge, tell me." For a minute and a half, she stayed in position with Max rubbing her smooth buttocks with his big strong hand.
"Okay, I think I need to go," she said, hopped up and sat on the toilet. The sounds of her bowels evacuating filled the tiny room. She was still emptying her guts when he stepped forward and pushed his dick in her face. Without the slightest protest, she took the thick hard organ into her mouth, relishing the feel of it between her lips and on her tongue. She felt him take her head in his hands and then he began to trust his cock in her mouth, orally fucking the young teen slut. It was a development that they both enjoyed immensely. For the next twenty minutes, she sat on the toilet while Max face fucked her. Every so often, he'd pause to let his urge to ejaculate subside, then begin again. He wasn't rough with her at all, and in no hurry, despite her need to be home by six. Several times he almost lost it edging, but managed to keep himself under control.
Once she'd gone home after their first night together, he knew he had overdone it yet again and nearly ruined a good thing by going overboard and letting his libido run wild. For days and days, he thought the reason she hadn't shown up again was just for that reason. It had happened before with other women, and Katie wasn't even a woman, just a young girl. She was very experienced for her age, but she was still just a kid and he had nearly fucked her unconscious. He swore an oath to himself that if he was given another chance with her that he wasn't going to let that happen again. And now that chance was here and now. He wanted to blow his load in her sucking mouth and then fuck the hell out of her ass, but he was determined to take a more measured approach, one which limited the time that he fucked her ass.
He stepped back and pulled his cock from her lips. Reaching down, he took her by the hand and told her, "Time to fuck, baby."
He was about to just pull her to his bed, but she protested, "Wait! I need to clean up first."
"Oh, yeah," he replied letting go of her hand.
As she grabbed a double handful of toilet paper, he grabbed a damp wash cloth. When she finished wiping herself, he wiped her with the damp rag, ensuring that she was clean.
Making their way to the unmade bed where he would sodomize her, he asked how she wanted it.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"On your back or on your hands and knees?"
"Uh, on my back?"
"You want it rough or easy?"
"Not too rough!"
"Very well, it's your ass. Now get that ass up on the bed... No, not in the middle. Put your ass at the very edge of the bed."
"Like this?" she asked as she positioned herself.
After jamming his unlit cigar in between his teeth, he hissed, "Perfect."
Katie now watched the big burly man as he squeezed out a big glob of KY Jelly into his hand and smear it over his thick erection. He squeezed out another glob, then with his other hand lifted her two legs high enough that he could put his shoulder into her to support her legs while at the same time spreading them. Immediately she felt a jolt from the cold gel on her anus, then felt his slippery fingers working it into her anus.
Max immediately noticed how easy it was to get two fingers into her ass right away... 'No anal virgin this one,' he thought, but he already knew that from what she had told him days before. 'Well, here goes nothing..."
Katie felt him remove his fingers and then watched as he repositioned himself with her legs resting on his strong shoulders. Looking down between her legs she saw him guide his fat prick to his target. At contact, she closed her eyes, took a breath and then willed her anus to relax. At first the fat head disappeared almost without resistance, then her anal ring, unaccustomed to his girth, mounted a resistance and stopped the violation... but only momentarily. Pressure steadily increased, forcing her sphincter to stretch more than usual.
Max heard her whimper, but he pressed ahead, forcing his cock into the young girl's ass.
"Ohhh!" she chirped out loud as the lip of his dick head popped in behind her sphincter.
Holding one leg forward so that he could clearly see her asshole stretched tightly around his cock, he took his cigar from his mouth and said, "Ready to be fucked, little girl?"
At that very moment, Katie was wondering if this had been such a good idea. She looked up from between her legs and into her fucker's gleaming eyes, a menacing smile spread across his face. He clenched the cigar between his teeth once again and jabbed into her.
"Ohh!" she chirped again.
"Is this what you want, you little whore?" he snarled through his teeth. She was now panting, dealing with the sudden discomfort and unable to speak. He jabbed in a little more of his dick up into her ass.
"Ohh!"
"You really like this, don't you, slut?" She didn't seem to be in any severe pain, so he jabbed in more.
"Ohhh! Wait, wait..." He waited a few moments for her to adjust to his invading tool, then without asking if she was ready, drove another good two inches into her.
Her blue eyes grew wide and her mouth opened, but she didn't, couldn't, make a sound.
With the glans and about three inches of his stalk in her, he withdrew an inch or so before driving his dick into her again. Now back and forth, he fucked her with short easy strokes, gradually getting deeper and deeper into her rectum. Within a few minutes, he was in to the root, his pubic hair mashing against her, the tip of his sex spike a full seven and a half inches inside the young girl.
Her rectum filled like never before, Katie groaned like a sick cat as Max ground his cock deep in her ass. The big cock stopped moving for a few moments. Katie thought he was just letting her adjust to his thickness, but in reality Max was struggling to hold back ejaculating.
The big man chomped down on his cigar, holding as still as he could until the urge to unload eased. The crisis passed. Withdrawing the full length of his dick to the tip, he then slowly sank back into her all the way. He paused for just the briefest of moments to savor the feel of his dick so deep in the young girl's tight clasping butt, then withdrew to the tip. In, out, in, out, he slowly fucked the girl.
With each long stroke into her, Katie felt better and better. An experienced butt-fucker, she was never in any real pain... uncomfortable at times, but never in pain, and now that real fucking had began, her discomfort melted away, replaced by a growing glowing warmth. She felt it at the same time as Max did, her sphincter going completely slack, giving up its opposition to the sodomizing cock. Then a new sensation, his thumb grinding on her clit as he fucked her ass, the pace of the strokes coming quicker and quicker.
Reluctant to do it, Max pulled his cock completely out of the squirming girl to let it cool off and delay the inevitable. Free from the confines of her hot rectum, his dick jerked about as he fought to hold off cumming. He did however, continue to rub her clit with his thumb, driving the young girl towards her climax. Once he felt it safe to stimulate his cock once again, he pushed into the slack gaping hole and began fucking her hard.
"Oh, gawd, yes, Daddy!" she cried out as he pummeled her butt. "Fuck my ass, Daddy! Fuck it hard! Gawd, I love your big dick in me, Daddy! Fuck me... Fuck meeeeeeee!!!!" She went from nearly screaming to a near silence, making strange gakking noises from deep in her throat as she bucked and twisted in orgasmic ecstasy.
With the girl cumming on his dick, Max let it rip. He had edged for so long that his orgasm was incredibly intense, blindingly intense; his entire nervous system seemed to short out all at once and he violently shook as his cum shot through his throbbing cock and into the young fifteen year old slut who had so freely given herself to him.
Downstairs, Ella Smith was waiting on a customer when they both heard the racket coming from Max's upstairs living quarters. Both women looked at each other in alarm at the screaming followed by the deep bellowing.
"My goodness," the lady said.
"Must be the neighbors," Ella quickly added before they both broke out in embarrassed snickers.
"What on earth were you up to yesterday afternoon?" his loyal employee, Ella Smith, asked Max the very next morning.
"What do you mean?" he replied playing it dumb.
"Your migraine must have gotten much better," she replied wryly.
"Migraine? Oh, yes that. It did, it certainly did get better," he replied without elaboration.
Ella had never pried into her boss' private life before and declined now to press the matter, firmly believing that he had a right to his privacy. However, she couldn't help but notice the smug grin on his face. 'I wonder who she was?' she silently asked.
The following days and weeks went by slowly. Business was good, not great, but good enough in the weeks following his sodomizing the young slut who had come into his life and then disappeared once again. He'd almost stopped wondering if she'd ever show up for another fucking.
Then one day, a very attractive woman appeared in his store. She was dressed in a slinky little black dress that seemed to be painted on her. That of course caught his attention, but more than that was her large breasts that were barely contained by the revealing dress. He was a sucker for big tits, always had been. With the deep plunging neckline, it was obvious that she was braless, but the outline of her nipples in the thin fabric sealed the deal for him. She was a fine piece of fuck meat if there ever was one and Max's cock liked what he saw, liked it a lot. His helper, Ella Smith, was busy with another customer, so Max took it upon himself to see if the hot assed cunt needed any assistance.
Walking up to her he assessed that she was in her late twenties at the most. "May I help you?" he asked with a smile. Her blue eyes were very alluring, and he fought not to be seen ogling her incredible tits, but the glittering broach at the base of the V drew his eyes downward, not that he was actually looking at the broach. Still, the broach looked familiar.
"Are you Mr. Max?" she asked in a syrupy voice.
"Yes, I am," he said to her large tits.
"You've been fucking my fifteen year old daughter." It was a statement, not a question. A statement that hit him like a freight train doing sixty. His eyes shot up to look the hot ass woman in the eye.
"I think we need to go somewhere and have a talk," she said next, her eyes boring into him.
"Uh, I, ah..."
"Do you have somewhere private? Like upstairs?"
"Uh, I... upstairs?" he stammered. "Yes. This way."
Ella raised her eyebrows as she watched her boss disappear into the back with the sexy woman. Doing her best to rein in her curiosity, she returned her attention to her customer.
At the stair landing leading up to his quarters, the woman, who Max correctly assumed was Katie's mom, went ahead of Max, who despite his growing panic, couldn't help but watch her shapely butt. 'So that's where Katie got her fine ass,' he said to himself. Then he added hopefully, "Mother like daughter?'
Once inside she looked about his place. Her frown wasn't very encouraging for Max.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked even though he expected her to just lay into him. When she didn't immediately explode angrily, he added, "I have some Sprite."
"You have anything to go in that Sprite?" she replied.
"Uh, Irish whiskey? Scotch?"
She wrinkled her nose replying, "Scotch? With Sprite?... Irish? That goes in coffee, doesn't it?"
"Not always. I drink it straight, maybe with a little water."
"Maybe the Irish. It's not too smoky is it?"
"No, it's not smoky at all. Scotch is smoky."
"Okay, I'm game."
"Irish whiskey? With water or Sprite?"
"Better make it with just water... not too strong. I don't want you taking advantage of me."
Somewhat relieved by her tone, Max went to the kitchen area where he filled two glasses with ice, then poured two fingers of whiskey in one glass and filled the other to the brim. He added water to her glass and then out of habit, took a cigar from his humidor and clipped off the end. With the cigar in his mouth, he served up the drinks.
She took a sip and commented, "Not too bad."
Max lit up, puffed up a good ash and took a swig of whiskey. "You mind if I light up?" he asked after the fact. 'If she does,' he said to himself, 'tough shit.' His first and only wife bitched every time he had a smoke. She made him so miserable with the bitching that he in turn made her miserable until they went their separate ways.
Expecting some blowback, he was surprised when she replied, "No, not at all. Katie said you liked cigars, and I like a man who knows what he likes."
His estimation of the cunt went up a notch. "Please, have a seat."
"Thank you," she said. Before sitting she brushed the sofa with her hand to ensure that the well worn sofa wouldn't get her dress dirty.
"You men are all alike," she said examining her hand for dirt. "You live like pigs when left to your own devices. Maybe I should get Katie to come over again and help you clean up. You'd like that wouldn't you? Except you wouldn't let her just clean up a little bit, would you?"
"Uh, I don't know what she told you, but..."
"She told me plenty. How you lured her upstairs. How you made her undress for you. How you made her suck your cock. How you took her to your bed and ravaged her for hours. She's only fifteen, for goodness sakes! Then you got her back here again and promptly sodomized her!"
"I didn't lure her upstairs. I..."
"You fucked her."
"You whore her out," he shot back as the hackles raised on back of his thick neck.
"Not exactly. Men take advantage..."
"She offered herself to me. I would never..."
"Fuck an under aged girl? But you did. You fucked her like she was a whore."
"She is a whore! Just like her mother!" he shot back.
"Now, you don't know anything about me. Do you?"
"I know you let men have sex with her."
"She enjoys having sex with men," she replied with her eyes locked to his.
"With what's his name... Roy?"
"Funny you should mention Roy. He's a bastard, that one. But, I think I'm rid of him for good. Got his sorry ass arrested in a sting operation a few days ago. Selling coke to an undercover cop. It was a parole violation, so for him it's straight to jail, do not pass go.
"But with that problem solved, it created another problem. The apartment owners sent in a new manager who right away discovered that I'm way behind with the rent. Roy was supposed to be writing it off in exchange for... favors. So, now I either come up with a year or more of rent in the next two days or Katie and I will be evicted."
"And you're here to ask me to pay your back rent?" he asked as he quickly calculated in his head the potential cost of her silence.
"Oh, no! Not at all. I think we need a fresh start. For some time I've been thinking of moving my business."
"And what might that be, Madame?"
"I'm not a Madame!" she said with a glare. "I'm a massage therapist. I was working out of the apartment to save money, but with all those naked men hanging around, it just isn't a good environment to for raising a girl.
"So, I'm looking for a space where I can project a more professional image. I understand that there may be some spaces actually quite close to here. In fact, there's one that's just down and across the alley from you."
"Okay, so just what do you want?"
"Well, I was thinking that maybe you could, uh, invest in my business... say a year's rent. I have all the other equipment I need already."
"Is that all?"
"No, we still need somewhere to live. Katie tells me you have a spare room."
"You want to move in with me? I don't even know your name."
"It's Crystal, and Katie and I both will be living here."
"Uh, I don't think..."
"You really don't have a choice, Max. Besides, you'd be a fool to turn down my offer. You'd have fringe benefits... two females to bed. I understand you have quite the stamina. As a plus, you'd get this place cleaned up."
Max thought for a moment as he chewed on his cigar. He knew of a space like what she was talking about. It was small, too small for most businesses. It had been vacant for over two years. Best of all, he owned that building This deal wouldn't cost him a cent.
"You'll have to pay your own utilities," he told her as he openly adjusted his cock.
"No, you will pay them," Crystal countered slipping off a shoulder strap of her dress until a fat tit fell out.
The pupils of his eyes dilated at the delectable sight.
"You've got a deal, lady," he replied as he unzipped.
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