Who Owns Sage

Author's Note

This "story" is going to be a departure from the usual tales, since it concerns experiences that are much more personal in nature. I would like to give Nancy (and Jeremy/Peter) my thanks for the opportunity to personally play with Sage, since writing about her has made her into a fantasy for me.

I was incredibly nervous driving to meet Nancy and Sage. I had been given directions to a certain park near a large East Coast city; I had no way of knowing if this was near where Nancy and family actually lived. I only knew that this was where I was going to meet Sage. I had booked a single night in a hotel near the park, one with underground parking so I could hopefully sneak Sage into my room with little chance of anyone seeing her.

I had already checked into the hotel and laid out my supplies: flavored massage oil, water-based lube, two motion activated cameras (not exactly hidden but as in-obvious as I could make them). I had ropes attached to the four corners of the bed in case I decided to do a bondage scene. I had nipple clamps and several vibrators. I was ready for anything. I had my little blue pills and had been fasting since last night to increase their efficacy; I honestly didn't know if I'd even need to take one, but I knew that it was good to be prepared in any case.

As I parked my car, I steeled myself for the coming meeting. In some sense, I knew both Nancy and Sage intimately from writing their stories; at the same time, they were complete strangers who I've never met. I'd never done more than write e-mails from my secret account to Nancy, asking for details of how she'd pimped out her daughter for the last nearly 3 years. I only had a vague description of either of them.

Finally, I got out of my car and locked it, then walked into the park, looking for the playground that Nancy had described in her last e-mail. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Not only was I cheating on my wife, I was going to be doing it with a girl who hadn't even turned 9 yet.

I found the playground that I was looking for and it was busy, busier than Nancy had described. I scanned the crowd of parents, looking for the stroller that baby Summer would be in. I didn't immediately see them, so I walked around the grounds. I spotted a slim young girl wearing a short white skirt with a pale pink blouse, the clothes that Nancy had described for Sage. She was stunningly beautiful, with a grin that just pulled you in. She turned and noticed me watching her, then ran towards me.

"Uncle John!" said Sage "You came!"

Sage gave me a huge hug and I hugged her back. She was short for her age, barely over 4 feet tall. Her long dirty-blonde hair spread out over her back; it looked like it had never been cut, only trimmed. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she hugged me; I could also feel the slight bumps of her growing breasts and I grew hard immediately.

"Let's go find Mom and Peter" said Sage and grabbed my hand to lead me. Her hand was so small; I felt a wash of something like panic when I suddenly thought "I'm going through with this! I'm going to take this little girl back to my hotel room and fuck her!"

It was a dream come true; I'd always found young teen girls attractive, though I've never done anything about it. But to think that I might be alone with this lovely pre-teen girl, just on the cusp of puberty, was almost more than I could fathom.

Sage pulled me around to the other side of the playground, where I spotted Nancy and Peter with the stroller holding baby Summer. Peter was tall, with somewhat darker complexion; Nancy had described him as Italian. He looked to be in his late 30's or early 40's and was very handsome. Nancy was shorter than Peter, maybe 5'-4". She still had some of the pregnancy weight but wore it well. Her breasts were clearly encased in a nursing bra and yet still she had a blouse with cleavage to display them at their best.

"Uncle John made it" exclaimed Sage as we came up to them.

"John, how nice to see you again" mimed Nancy as she gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. "You've never met Peter, have you?"

Peter shook my hand and appeared to be taking my measure, I looked at him steadily, knowing he could decide at the last minute that my journey was for naught. Peter shared control of Nancy and Sage's life in all it's aspects with Jeremy, and he could decide he didn't like the look of me and forbid me from taking Sage.

He seemed to come to a decision and said "You got checked in OK?"

"Yes, all set" I replied "the hotel garage doesn't have obvious security cameras and I'm going to try and park near the stairs."

"You can't assume there aren't any cameras in the elevator" he replied, "so keep it cool until you are in your room."

"Of course" I replied looking between Peter and Nancy, who was smiling.

"Sage has been looking forward to your visit" commented Nancy "since she loves the stories you write about her."

Sage grabbed my hand and cuddled up to me.

"So, you are going to meet us back here tomorrow morning around 10am?" said Nancy.

Sage gave her mom a hug and gave Peter a hug and kiss; not the kind of kiss you would give to a father or friend of her mother's, but rather a long sensuous kiss.

"Knock off the PDA" said Nancy quietly and Sage actually blushed and took my hand again.

Sage let me lead her back to the parking lot and we got into my rental car. I was leaving a huge paper trail but I didn't have any way to avoid that. Technically, I was in town for a business conference that started on Monday, but coming a couple of days early so I could explore the city was not too suspicious. I felt bad having to lie about this to my wife, but though she was open-minded about a lot of things, me having sex with a 9 year old girl was well outside of her comfort zone.

"Do you want me to keep calling you Uncle John" asked Sage as we drove towards the hotel.

"I'd actually kind of like you to call me Grandpa" I replied with some trepidation "since I am old enough to be your grandfather!"

"OK, Grampa" she replied with a smirk "though you don't really seem that old to me."

"How sweet of you to say that." I replied "Can I ask you some questions while we drive?"

"Sure" replied Sage.

"Do you enjoy what you are doing?" I asked "I mean, going off with strangers to have sex, not knowing what's going to happen?"

"I like making men excited" she said, grabbing my right hand. She put my hand on her thigh then slid it up so her dress was pushed up. My fingers found her bare cunt and I caressed downward, spreading her slit with my finger. She was clearly wet and her clit was a stiff little spike at the top. I rubbed her gently and got a moan in response.

"Have you ever been frightened by the men you go with" I asked, still gently stroking her.

"Uhhh" she replied "a couple of times the guys have been kind of rough, not really listening to me when I ask them to go slower. But those guys only ever got a single chance."

"Does your Mother pay attention when you say you like someone or don't like someone?" I ask the little girl who's cunt I am now fingering harder.

"Yeah, she always asks me afterwords if the guy had a good time" she replied, somewhat out of breath "and whether I want to see him again."

I pulled my hand away and smelled my finger; it was a lovely earthy smell and I popped my finger into my mouth, savoring Sage's musky flavor. I was really going to enjoy licking her tonight.

"Is there anything that you like to do best?" I asked, watching the GPS for the next turn.

"I like to make guys squirt" she replied eagerly "That's the thing Jeremy says I do best!"

"Is there anything that you don't like doing so much?" I continued.

"I don't like it when guys pinch me or try to make it hurt" she said "There's one guy that came to Peter's house a couple of times that always wants to pinch my nipples real hard and pull on them until I cry. Peter told him he couldn't come back if he did that again."

"I understand that some of the guys are kind of big and it hurts you when they try and put their cocks in your butt or pussy." I said.

"Mom says that sometimes things might hurt for a while, but as long as the guy is happy and squirts, I should just deal with it" she replied.

I was amazed at how well Nancy had trained Sage to accept being in pain as long as the guy was happy. I wonder how long that would last as Sage grew older. Would Nancy stop making Sage service so many strangers and let her enjoy the ones she liked? Or would Jeremy and Peter keep using Sage as long as they could, making her take new partners to keep her subservient.

I didn't want to think about that. I didn't want to think about when Sage was old enough to get pregnant. Nancy clearly had no problem using Summer as a sex toy, even as a newborn. What was going to stop Nancy from deliberately letting Sage get pregnant?

I'm positive that Nancy knew pedophiles who were waiting for that opportunity, Guys who would get off knowing that they were trying to knock Sage up. Guys who loved the idea of fucking a pregnant barely pubescent girl. Guys would would happily sodomize Sage right up until she delivered the baby. I only hope that Nancy wouldn't give Sage to some psycho who would beat her trying to force a miscarriage.

As that morbid train of thought ricocheted around my head, I turned into the hotel parking lot entrance and drove down the levels until I found a spot that was as close to the elevator and stairs as possible.

"Do you mind if we walk up the stairs?" I said to Sage, helping her out of the car.

"How many floors up do we have to go?" she replied.

"It looks like 6 floors" I said "but I don't think there are any cameras in the stairwells. I suspect the elevators have cameras and I'd rather not have pictures of you and me together on some security feed."

"I guess it's OK" replied Sage and we entered the stairwell and started climbing up.

When we got to my floor I opened the door and peeked out before we entered the hallway. It was around dinner time, so I expected that the guests that were here were already gone out.

I managed to get Sage into the room without seeing anyone and I turned on the white-noise generators I'd placed by the door, then bolted the door with the extra security bar I'd attached earlier. Someone could get in with a battering ram but no one was going to disturb us otherwise.

"Would you like me to order something from room service to eat?" I asked "Maybe a hamburger and fries?"

"That would be great!" replied the girl, looking smaller sitting on the edge of the king sized bed.

I placed the order then sat down next to Sage. I stroked her hair and looked into her eyes. I didn't see any fear or disgust, only an open expression. She really had no problem being here, I realized. She really didn't mind her mother giving her body to strange men, me included, to do what they wanted with her.

And that was the problem now: what did I want to do with her? While I considered what to do next, I took a Viagra with some water, even though I was plenty hard already just being in a room alone with this beautiful and sexy creature.

"They said that dinner would be about an hour" I commented "so we can get started here then while we wait."

"OK Grampa!" she replied "Can you kiss me for a while?"

"I'd love to!" I replied and bent my head to kiss her. She had some sort of fruity lip balm on and I was taken back to my teen years, when my younger sister always smelled like fruit. I never kissed her like this, though; in fact we fought pretty much full time.

I turned Sage a little towards me as I kissed her. For a girl of not quite 9, she was a very good kisser and I had a pause remembering that's because her mom has been pimping her out for the last 2 years and she was Jeremy's fuck toy for the year before that.

But the act of kissing Sage was too powerful to let guilt or regret get in the way of my evening's plans. I started massaging her little breast bumps and was gratified by both her moans of pleasure as well as feeling her nipples harden under my fingers.

"Let's take off your dress" I suggested, and she stood up and put her arms in the air as I pulled her dress up and off her.

I stood there for a minute, staring at her body. She had virtually no hips; her breast pads were barely noticeable bumps on her chest; her slit and mons were prominent and I could see her labia peeking out, clearly a little engorged. I kissed her again and ran my hands down her back to her ass, which was pleasantly round. But of course, this was the draw of Sage: she was still a little girl. She should be playing with dolls or her friends, not getting fucked on a regular basis by adult men, sometimes as essentially a gang-rape over the course of a weekend at Peter's house.

But, no matter how guilty it made me feel, being here in my hotel room with a naked 9 year old made me harder than anything else had in my life. I pushed Sage gently onto the bed, then made her lie down with her rump on the edge of the bed. Sensing my intent, she drew her knees up and spread her legs apart. Her immature cunt opened like a flower with her darker labia clearly visible now.

I knelt on the floor and began kissing her cunt, starting on one side and moving my way up and around to the other side. Then I began gently probing her slit with my tongue, until I reached her tiny clit, which caused her to gasp.

"Oh, Grampa!" she said "I love how you make me feel!"

"Oh, just call me John" I replied, realizing that I needed no additional role-playing here. The simple fact that she was 9 and naked and spread out before me was already more arousing than I needed. I could feel the effects of the Viagra kicking in as I licked her harder. My ears felt "full" and I could feel a flush starting on my face.

I licked gently then harder, moving my tongue in circles around the top of her slit, not directly across her sensitive clitoris. I licked to the left and right, then gently put my lips over her clit and sucked with hardly any force. Sage moaned and her hands grasped my hair, trying to hold me in position.

I returned to licking on either side of her clit while I slowly probed her vaginal opening with two fingers from my right hand. Obviously, there was no obstruction, since she'd lost her virginity nearly 3 years earlier when Nancy gave her to Jeremy. As my fingers entered her, she arched her back and I licked harder left and right of her clit.

I pumped my fingers in her, going deeper and deeper, until my fingers were in her to my second knuckle. I curved my fingers up and felt for the slightly textured area known as the G-spot and applied pressure, not rubbing. I licked harder and now and then grazed her erect clit with the side of my tongue.

Sage was writhing under me now, moaning constantly and thrusting her hip as she pushed my face deeper into her cunt. I guessed that she was actually very close to cumming now so I used my lips to surround her clit and alternated between sucking and gently probing her clit with my tongue.

"Oh, God, John!" she cried "Let me cum! Harder! Harder!"

I did as requested and started flicking my tongue across her clit and pushed harder against her G-spot with my middle finger. Sage exploded in orgasm and I drove her mad for a few moments with my hardened tongue before she roughly pushed me away. I kept up the pressure on her G-spot until it seemed like she was going to pass out, then gently pulled my fingers from her cunt and moved up to cuddle the hyperventilating girl.

"That was" she began "that was the best!"

"I'm glad you liked it" I replied between the kisses she rained down on me. "I believe that you deserved to cum first, before I took any of my pleasure!"

Helpfully, at that moment the knock came from the door "Room Service!"

I told Sage to go hide in the bathroom, while I kicked her dress under the bed and went to answer the door. After I signed for the dinner, I closed the door and put the tray on the desk. Sage peeked out and then with a whoop, ran out and began positively devouring the food. It was quite disconcerting because while eating, she betrayed her true age. Again, I felt the twinge of guilt that I was taking advantage of this young girl for my own selfish pleasure.

After she polished off most of the burger and all of the fries, Sage came over to where I was sitting on the bed and said "Do you want me to help you take off your clothes now?"

I nodded and lifted my arms so she could remove my shirt. She pushed me back on the bed, then unbuckled my belt and motioned for me to lift my butt so she could pull off my pants and the underwear at the same time. I moved up completely on the bed and she climbed on top of me, laying herself on my much larger body. We kissed passionately for a while as my hands roamed over her nakedness.

"Do you want to be on top" I asked and she nodded eagerly. "Do we need any lube?"

In answer, she moved down and began sucking on my cock, eagerly taking it all into her mouth. I'm not so egotistical about my cock; at it's most erect it is totally average in length and diameter, which in this case meant that Sage had no problems sucking the entire length into her mouth.

I moaned appreciatively then pushed her away, since I did not want to cum in her mouth, at least not now. She moved up and straddled my hips, then holding my cock, she angled it to her cunt and slowly lowered herself. There was a look of concentration on her face that was less like a wince but more like it felt somewhat uncomfortable, but she was determined to do it.

It would be incredibly obvious to state that she was very very tight. It was almost uncomfortably tight for me, so that I almost stopped her. But then she leaned forward and kissed me, then raised and lowered her hips, and suddenly, we were fucking. My hips moved in opposition to her movement so that my cock moved almost completely out of her, then as far in as I could possibly get.

After a while of the truly pleasurable feeling of fucking this girl, I held her steady with my hands on her hips and ground my pelvis into her. She seemed taken aback by this motion, but quickly caught on with how my lower belly rubbed against her clit, eliciting a moan of pleasure. Kissing her, I pulled my cock out a little ways, then thrust forward in the same grinding motion. She mirrored my motions and soon we were both panting and close to cumming. I felt the pressure build in me and gave myself to the feelings, thrusting harder and faster.

Sage began to almost keen and I realize that she was cumming just as I thrust hard and spray my cum into her cunt. My cock was far too sensitive to thrust but I ground my hips into her as she writhed above me. When I stopped moving, she collapsed on my chest breathing hard.

With the help of the Viagra, I only became slightly soft, but still my cock slowly came out of her, then there was a distinct plop as the cum I had sprayed into her now dripped onto my body. I kissed her again and again.

"I hope that was as good for you as it was for me" I said before I realized how much of a stereotype statement it was.

"It was, thank you!" she replied with another flurry of kisses. She moved down and began cleaning the cum off my abdomen and crotch, before gently cleaning the mess off my still very sensitive cock. She definitely knew what she was doing because very soon, I was hard enough again to penetrate her.

"Can I fuck your ass now?" I asked "I've never done that before with anyone."

She smiled and said "Of course! I am here for your pleasure."

"But you don't mind, do you?" I said, still feeling like I was taking advantage of her, which I really was.

"I like having my rump roasted" she replied "as long as you take it slow!"

I nodded and grabbed a pillow and flipped her on her back. I wanted to be able to see her and play with her titties while I fucked her, so I put the pillow under her lower back and pushed her legs up where she grasped them with her hands. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the lube. I applied it to her perfect little asshole, pushing first one and then two fingers in and making sure she was very well lubricated.

I put a lot of lube on my cock, jacking myself a little to get as hard as I could on my second go of the night. I wasn't completely hard but I was hard enough that I could gently push the tip of my cock against her ass, which slowly yielded to the pressure. I looked at her face now and saw evidence of some discomfort before she noticed I was watching her. Her face changed completely and she reached down and pulled my hips towards her so that my cock sank further into her ass.

I started to pump my cock in and out, just a little. This felt so different from her pussy, since there was a tight ring and then the looser feeling of her bowels. I leaned down and kissed Sage gently and she returned the kiss with passion, so I started moving more and soon was actually fucking her. Her discomfort had apparently abated, now that she was used to the intrusion and she moved her legs so that her heels were on my back.

I stroked harder and harder into her; I looked down and marveled at how small she seemed under me. I felt like I was getting closer to cumming a second time, but it took me longer than when I had fucked her pussy. Finally, I felt the pressure growing and I thrust deeply into her bowels, groaning as I came. Sage had been breathing heavily towards the end and I realized I had probably been hurting her thrusting so fast.

I pulled out of her and she moved to clean my cock with her mouth.

"You don't have to do that" I began and she replied "I want to; it's my job."

At this point, I was too conflicted to stop her so I let her clean my cock off. She then went into the bathroom and turned on the vent fan so I couldn't hear anything of what she was doing.

She came out in a few minutes drying her self. She'd apparently used a wash cloth to clean herself off.

"Can I sleep here with you?" she asked and I gestured with my open arms, She crawled up and put her head on my shoulder and I hugged her to me with my arm. With my other arm, I pulled up the sheets to cover us and turned off the room lights with the switch on the nightstand.

In the morning, I took a shower with Sage, washing her hair, which was very sensual. Then she put one leg on the edge of the tub and I fucked her from behind. It wasn't nearly as comfortable as in the bed, because I had to crouch in order to get my cock into her, but the novelty of it outweighed the discomfort. Again, after I came, Sage knelt down and cleaned my cock. She got me hard again and wound up making me cum in her mouth. She stood and kissed me with my own cum still on her lips.

I snuck Sage back down the stairs to the parking lot, then drove to a nearby McDonald's, where I got breakfast sandwiches for both of us. We arrived back at the park shortly before 10am, when we were to meet Peter and Nancy. They were already there and Sage ran up and jumped into Peter's arms in greeting. Only I could see that one of Peter's hands was under her dress, playing with her pussy.

"Did you have a good time?" Nancy asked Sage and she nodded sleepily from Peter's shoulder.

"And you?" she turned to me "Was it everything you wanted?"

"It was" I replied.

Because it was everything I wanted. I now knew what it was like to fuck a young girl. Sage had been more than compliant; she had definitely enjoyed herself and that meant I enjoyed myself. Has she acted like I was raping her, which to be honest was legally what I was doing, I would not have enjoyed it. Essentially, it was important to me that Sage consented in what we did, even though in the eyes of the law, there was no way should could have consented.

I shook Peter and Nancy's hands, thanking them for the rare opportunity they'd given me to experience one of my deepest fantasies. I didn't feel the need to repeat this experience. Maybe when Sage was older, if she was still interested in fucking strange men, I would approach Nancy again to give me a chance. Until then I would have to settle for my fantasies and my memories of this very special night.

And of course, I also had whatever the two video cameras had captured. I'd need to be very very careful to hide that footage. Since it would clearly show my face and body, there was no way I could post this to the Dark Web, nor would I want to. This was my own way to relive the experience of this night.