Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Instrument of Ungodly Revenge Fiction by Puera Amare (Pueramare@hotmail.com) The following is a work of complete fiction. All characters and events are made up and no real people were involved in any way. The following involves unsafe sex between minors. No person should ever do anything represented in this story and if you feel like you want to then you need to seek professional help. If reading or possessing this material is illegal where you are, then close this document and delete it from your machine. . -- Story codes: mff unsafe preg ped She used me. I don't even know her real name. But she used me. Would I let her use me again? In a heartbeat. Back in the late 50s, I was in my early teens and living in Cincinnati. I lived with my parents on Langland between first and second street. Behind our house was Pike. On the other side of Pike was where I spent much of my time in Hoffner Park. We hung out, went fishing, chased cows, and generally had a good time. There was a railroad that ran along the back of the park. We hung out back there often too. We watched the trains go by and told each other stories of running away, becoming hobos, and living on the rails. None of us meant it. It was a young boy's fantasy to escape and get away. That is where I met her. She came from the Orphanage on the other side of the railroad tracks. A catholic church had an orphanage in this great big building there. My parents told us to stay away from there and the kids. They said terrible kids went to the orphanage and even threatened to send me there on several occasions. I was hanging out by the tracks by myself. I came across a Debonair magazine in a trashcan in the park. If you are unfamiliar, that was like the Playboys of the time. They had comics, stories, and advice, but even better, they had what they called "undraped beauties." It doesn't take much imagination to realize what they meant by that. So I went to the railroad tracks to read the magazine before any friends showed up and saw me with it. I had been sitting there for several minutes, and I was caught up in a gallery of this girl wearing nothing except black lace. You could make out all sorts of details that my little teen pecker liked to see. Someone called out to me. I immediately threw down the magazine beneath a bush and looked around. I didn't see anyone coming from the park. She called again. I turned around and saw her. It looked like a nun but way too short. She was wearing regular clothes except she had the habit headdress thing on. She waved me over. I gulped, I knew I had been caught, and she would tell my parents. "How old are you?" She asked. Her voice sounded way too young to be a nun. "Fourteen," I replied. "You'll do." She said. "Come with me." I gulped again and crossed the tracks, and she showed me where a loose bar in the fence was. "What is this--" "Quiet." She interrupted me. "Can I trust you?" I quickly made the whole Father, Son, and Holy Spirit gesture and nodded. I don't know Why I did that. I wasn't Catholic. She looked me up and down and frowned a little. "Are you sure?" "Yes, Ma'am." She rolled her eyes. Then she turned back towards the orphanage and waved for me to follow her. I did so, not knowing what to expect. We went to what looked like a small utility door. And entered into what seemed like pitch black. She walked with purpose, and I tried to keep up but occasionally bumped into tools, ladders, or something stored along the edge of the corridor. My eyes slowly adjusted. She came to a corner, and there was a door on the adjoining wall. She motioned for me to stop and wait. She quickly disappeared inside without giving me a chance to peek in. I could make out her talking. "Okay, I got him to come. You are lucky because he was swamped and he made an exception to come and do this for you." He heard another voice, a girl, answer but could not make it out. "No, you don't have to do this." She sounded a bit harsh. "All the other girls have and won't accept you until you do too. So you want to belong with us?" I heard some more discussion and could not make any more out. Finally, the girl came back out. "Here are the rules." She said in a quiet tone. "You go in there and do what I tell you, and you don't ever tell anyone else about it, ever. Do you understand?" I nodded dumbly. What could be so secret? "I mean it. If you tell anyone you were here or what you did in there, it will get you in a lot of trouble, and I will make sure of that. You got it?" I nodded more enthusiastically. She looked me up and down again. "You a virgin?" The question threw me. Why would she want to know that? I nodded slightly. She flashed a wicked grin at me. "Not for much longer." My eyes got big. "There is an orphan girl in there. You are not allowed to know her name, and she cannot know yours. I need to go in there and fuck her." I'll pause in my storytelling here and acknowledge the absurdity of this. No girl from an orphanage shows up and says fuck this orphan. It doesn't happen. It couldn't have been happening to me. I was a young teen, though, my dick got hard when she asked me if I was a virgin, and my mind had already dreamt up all kinds of situations. I didn't expect any of them to be true, however. I think this was situation number four twenty-six. "Oh," she added, "You need to act like you do this all the time." I nodded. I was ready to do this. She opened the door, pushed me in, and followed right behind. Then, she closed the locked the door behind us. We were in what looked like a converted broom closet. There were no brooms or cleaning equipment, just concrete floor and walls and a bed tucked away in the corner. On it was a girl younger than me with a blanket wrapped tightly around her. She had dusty blonde hair and a round face. She made a nervous smile and, for a brief moment, had dimples. "Get undressed." The girl behind me instructed. I looked at them both, swallowed hard, and started undressing. I got down to my briefs and stood there dumbfounded. The girl, in the habit, rolled her eyes at me, stepped closer to me, put a thumb in each side of my underwear, and went down on one knee to finish undressing me. I stepped out of the piece of cloth and suddenly found a mouth around my dick. She sucked my dick into her mouth for just a moment, then let it pop out, and she stood up. "Lose the blanket." She pointed at the girl. The girl flushed a bright red but complied. Before me was the most beautiful sight, I had ever laid eyes on. She lacked any body hair, and her breasts were mere swellings, but she was completely naked in front of me, and I was about to fuck her! My dick practically pulled me over to her. She laid back on the bed, spread her arms and legs in a welcoming position, and crawled right between the limbs. I lacked any grace or style. I got right on top of her, grabbed my dick, and tried to figure out where to put it. She wiggled under the stimulation, and it took me a moment to find the right spot. At that point, though it was already too much for me, and I shot my load all over her bare pussy lips. I heard a noise behind us and looked back to see the other girl closely watching us. She just waved me back to what I was doing. With all the new lubrication of my spend all over her bald pussy I was able to slide right into the girl beneath me. I have to say that this first time ever falling into that slot on a girl was probably the best feeling in my life up to that point and even up till now. She went stiff and squeezed me with her legs and pushed a little bit with her arms, but not much. "Now fuck" The other girl said in a low husky voice. I started slowly rutting inside this girl beneath me, and she quickly got into it too. She was moaning and crying out. Hearing her enjoy herself stimulated me almost as much as her tight, velvety sleave. She started bucking and bouncing beneath me as she went into her first orgasm, which triggered me. I pushed as hard as I could against her trying to get my dick as deep as possible. And started spewing in her. We both ended up shaking against each other and suddenly relaxed and exhaled together. I rolled off to the side of her. We both lay there panting, but my hand started exploring her body. I gently rubbed the palm of my hand across her nipples, loving their firmness against my hand. She made little mewling sounds at my touch and started to writhe a little on the bed next to me. I ran my hand down her body, across her trim belly, and onto her bare pussy. It was sloppy with my cum, but I didn't care; it made it even sexier. I dipped a finger between the lips and ran it up and down, feeling its slipperiness. "You have an hour. Fuck as much as you can." The girl in the habit instructed. I did not need further prompting, and neither did my partner. She rolled up on top of me and straddled my cock, and slid her wet and messy organ along my half-hard cock. Before I was even fully hard, she stuffed it inside and started riding me eagerly. She put her hands on my chest and bounced. I reached up and twisted, pulled, and loved on her chest bumps. Then, several minutes later, we had orgasms at the same time. I am not sure how, but in the time we had left, I fucked her two more times. My dick hurt like crazy but felt great at the same time when the girl left the room and was walking funny as well. The girl in the habit hat watched me as I got dressed. Then, she quietly walked me back down the dark hall, onto the lawn, and to the opening in the fence. "You did well." She told me. "I could use your help again in the future." "More of the same?" I asked. "More of the same." She replied. She pointed up at one of the fence posts. "Check this post every day. If you see a rubber band on it, show up the next day before 9 am and wait out here for me." I nodded. "And I am serious; if you tell anyone. If you tell your friends, your parents, if you fucking tell your reflection in the bathroom, then this will end. No more fucking, and you will likely end up in prison. Got that?" I nodded dumbly. After that, I checked the fence post every day, but it was a week before there was a rubber band on it. So I waited out by the fence the following day. A girl met me at the gate, not the original one. She looked to be about ten years old. And was wearing a school uniform. "Sister Edmond sent me for you." She said, and she started back towards the building. "Edmond?" I asked. She kept walking but looked back at me and shrugged, then turned back around. We went to the same door on a corner, and Sister Edmond met us there. She gave me a brief smile. "You ready?" I smiled and nodded eagerly. She went inside and talked to the girl and then brought me inside. It was a little colored girl on the bed this time. I hesitated for a moment. Back then, whites and blacks did not intermingle much at all. But Sister Edmond gave me a stern look. I shucked my clothes and stepped over to the bed. I was wrong in my first hesitation. This girl was beautiful. She had a little hair on her pussy; it was black and very tightly curled. Her body all over was a rich cocoa color except her nipples which were even darker, and her pussy which stood out in bright contrasting pink. I am unsure why I did it, but I felt compelled. I dove face-first right into her pussy and started licking and nibbling it all over. This put the little black girl into convulsions and bouncing. She had one hand in her mouth, biting down on it while letting out a muffled scream. I ate her out until she had a huge orgasm then climbed up her body, rooted my prick into her messy sex, and pushed till I hit some resistance. I was not even halfway in, so I backed up and pushed harder. She let out a louder scream than I was comfortable with but then started moaning and groaning with me in time with me sawing her hole with as much vigor as I could muster. She kept coming, and I kept fucking. It must have been ten minutes before I finally let myself go in her. I kept pumping at her, and she had one more orgasm. I fell off exhausted. My depleted prick popped out of her and left a mess in her pubes. She rolled over on me and started to cuddle me. I put an arm around her and pulled her into my shoulder. I could smell her hair and feel it rub against my chin. She made little murmuring sounds against me. "You have one hour," Sister Edmond then instructed. The little black girl squeezed me, then went down my body and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking the life back into it. It did not take her long, and she climbed up on top of me and then started doing this weird thing with her pussy where she felt like she was milking my cock. She looked me straight in the eyes and slowly milked me. We didn't bounce and rut; she just milked. Every so often, I would pull out slightly and then seat myself back into her depths. Sometimes she would pull up and slide right back down. But mostly, we lay there staring at each other while her pussy sucked me off. It worked too. I started pumping my seed deep into her, and it felt like her pussy was swallowing it. She gave me a huge smile and stayed up on me. I felt my dick start to waver and soften, but her pussy picked up, massaging me again and before long, I was hard again. This time we rutted like animals. We were both grunting and growling and moving quickly together. It was pure animalistic fucking. I didn't expect those kinds of sounds to come out of a little black girl. I don't know where it came from but I gave her another batch of my cum. We spent most of the rest of the hour cuddling and feeling each other up. When the hour was almost up I climbed up on top of her and fucked her with long and slow strokes while she milked me. I could have come quite quickly, but made it last until we had to stop then dumped everything I had left into her. Sister Edmond saw me to the fence and commended me on doing a good job. "Listen, this may stop someday. Suddenly and without notice." She advised me. "Why?" She shrugged at me and smiled. "I have another girl due in a few days. Keep your eyes open." She pointed at the fence post. I nodded and headed out. The next girl was the one I most thought out of all the girls I fucked there that was going to get me into trouble. A few days later, just as Sister Edmond said, a rubber band appeared on the post. I showed up the next day and the little black girl showed up to guide me in. She smiled at me the whole time as she guided me to Sister Edmond. As the black girl left she allowed a stray hand of hers to brush my crotch in a very obvious manner. Sister Edmond frowned at the girl then turned back to me. "This girl is an early bloomer." She told him. "Early bloomer?" He asked. "Yeah, she already had her period. Last one about two weeks ago." She informed him. "Period?" I asked. I was ignorant as most boys my age were. She rolled her eyes. "When a girl is old enough to have babies then she will start having periods." "Oh." I said and pondered the implications. "She is a hard sell too, but I need her to do this." "Ok" I didn't know what all that meant except I was going to get my dick wet again and I was not going to argue with that. We went in. The girl on the bed looked to be about eight or nine. She also still had clothes on. "I told you to get naked." Sister Edmond said and she went over to the girl and started wrestling with her for the clothing. "I thought about it and I don't want to do this!" she cried. "But I need you to do this." Sister Edmond said while pulling the little girl's shirt off. Contrary to her age, she had little lemon-sized boobs. If you took a lemon and cut it in half it would be a perfect analog of her breasts. Slightly tall but thin with a big nipple on the end. I started taking off my clothes. The girls had ended up with Sister Edmond behind the younger girl and holding her arms. The younger girl was kicking out towards me and protesting. "Are you sure?" I asked the older girl. She nodded firmly and pulled the arms back a little tighter. I tried to navigate the thrashing legs but she was quick and her feet seemed to be everywhere. "Hand them to me." Sister Edmond said and with her elbows digging into the girl's shoulders she reached out towards me. I grabbed the flailing legs and handed them to her. The little girl was now essentially hogtied. She still had a skirt on but with her legs straight up I could see she wasn't wearing any panties. I found out later that panties are a luxury item in the orphanage. Her naked little slit had a small bush of black hair already. I wanted to dive in and taste her but with her fighting us I knew I needed to get started. With dick in hand, I moved up to her and started rubbing her pussy with it. She nearly broke loose from her capture. I got clawed by a free hand. A moment later she was immobile again. I pressed against her pussy and my cock bent from the pressure of trying to go in. The little girl wiggled and screamed against our pressure. Finally, the tip of my cock found purchase. Her hole was incredibly tiny but it stretched and stretched some more. I pushed and got about an inch into her. She suddenly stopped screaming. She was looking at me with an intensity that could melt through lead. I pushed again and got another inch into her. Her eyes went wide. She stopped struggling. I pulled out slightly and then pushed in hard. I felt a popping sensation and suddenly found my dick buried almost all the way in her. I was up against something firm and spongy. The little girl let out a little grunt. She was still staring at me with fierce intensity. I pulled a little bit and pushed again. She grunted and stared. I started to slowly plow in and out of her. It was so tight I could only get a little movement either way. I kept at it. Her body started leaking lubrication as it got easier and easier to move in her. She grunted each time I bottomed out in her. Then her grunts turned into little "fucks." Each time I stoked her, she said fuck. Each time she said it a little louder. Soon she was thrusting her little cunt up at my cock on each stroke. Then she started coming. I don't know if this girl had multiple orgasms really close together or if her orgasms would just go on for a really long time. But she started cumming and wouldn't stop. It pushed me over the edge and I dumped all I could in her. She wouldn't let me stop to cum, she kept going at me hard. I had no choice but to keep fucking her. Before long, I came again. I was spent, and my dick started to soften. Sister Edmond released her and I rolled off. The little girl stayed coupled with me as best as she could and rolled with me. When I landed on my back she was on top of me humping at my deflated dick for all it was worth. I let her do it and she kept her orgasm going. She finally got tired and lay down on top of me, her little lemons digging into my chest. While she lay there on me she weakly was kissing my chest and neck. She worked her way up and started kissing me on the mouth. It occurred to me that through all the fucking I had done, I had never kissed a girl. This girl was a messy kisser. She had her mouth open and tongue buried deep in my mouth. While kissing me she started rocking her body up and down on my body rubbing our flesh together. Between the kissing and rubbing my dick found enough energy to come up again. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled down slightly to line her up. Her mouth never left me. She kept kissing like she was starved for kisses. I seated my prick at the entrance to her body and flexed my hips enough to just bury it an inch inside of her. Her eyes went wide, she smiled, and then she scooted down on me just enough to bury my prick to the hilt in her. Then she went full animal on me fucking me as hard as she could while still throwing we and messy kisses, licks, and bites all over my shoulders, neck, and face. We came together and fell into an exhausted heap. We still fucked a couple of times before the hour was up. She would suddenly start trying to stimulate me until I was hard again and then she would go crazy on me. Not since my first time did my dick hurt so much after sex. When the hour was up, she did not want to leave. She even threatened to tell if she was not allowed to keep fucking. Sister Edmond put the kibosh on that quickly though. I made it out to the fence with Sister Edmond. Today I took a good look at the girl that had been the sudden source of all my pussy. She had freckles on her cheeks. And a round nose. Green eyes. I reached out for her habit and she did not resist. I pulled it free and she had amazing long red hair. She just stood there and let me take her habit so I got bold. I looked around to make sure we were not in the view of anyone and lifted up her uniform skirt. She did not resist me. She had a beautiful red bosh as well, I reached in and fondled her public hair and wiggled a finger towards her pussy before she finally stopped me. "No." she said weakly. "Not me. I need the other girls..." My cock was pretty stiff at this point. I guided her down to the grass and crawled up between her legs. "No." She said, but she did not resist me. I could see her pussy was dripping we from watching us have sex. I unzipped and pulled out my dick. She spread her legs wide apart. I nosed my penis along her lips. She groaned. I found purchase and sank into her like wet butter. "Oh god!" She cried out and started thrashing at me. I rutted in her right there in the grass until she suddenly rolled me off of her and stood quickly. "I, Uh... Watch for the rubber bands." She said and she ran off back to the building. I was confused but hoped I did not mess things up too much. Turns out that the next day there was a rubber band. I showed up the next day but instead of sister Edmond it was the little girl from a couple of days ago. She had twin ponytails in her hair and while she had a uniform vest on, she didn't have the uniform shirt or a bra beneath it. "Are you taking me in to see the sister?" I asked. She grinned and shook her head. "You ruined me." "What do you mean?" "I didn't want to have sex." She ran her hand down her leg then back up again lifting her skirt till it just flashed her bare pussy and she dropped it again. "Now it is all I can think of." "Oh." I said dumbly. "You stole my childhood from me, so you better give me some dick in return." She rubbed her body against me and ran her hand across my face. She started in with the messy kissing and I got hard instantly. Before I even knew what was going on she had my pants down around my thighs, I was on my back in the grass and she was bobbing on my lap with my cock bumping on the entrance to her womb. Where she lacked skill in kissing she made up for in fucking. I reached up through the arm holes of her vest and tweaked her lemon points. This made her even crazier. She started to slow after what seemed like four or five consecutive orgasms when I started to unload my seed deep into her. "What are you doing?" A voice startled me and I struggled to get the little girl off. Standing over us was sister Edmond. "You are going to get caught and that will ruin everything!" She said in a loud whisper. "I was just fucking her." I explained. "Just like the other day." "Yes, but you could get caught here, and then they would know it is you getting the girls pregnant." "Pregnant?" I never thought of that. I was just having fun. "Yes, Pregnant." She said. "Why else would you be fucking little girls?" "I didn't mean to get anyone pregnant." I drooped my head and said in low tones. "Well," she said, "so far you haven't. Not anyone that I know of yet." She said. "What is wrong with you, doesn't your dick work right?" I shrugged. "Oh yeah, his dick works great!" the little girl said. "You should try it." Sister Edmond blushed and looked away. "I need to be here for this to work." "Why am I trying to get girls pregnant?" I asked the older girl. "And why me?" She looked back at me. "You have the right hair and eye color." "But why get them pregnant?" She narrowed her eyes at me and then shook her head. "Did you lose all your sperm in the little girl or can you try to knock up another girl today?" I got up quickly and followed her back to the orphanage. The little girl followed close behind and hooked a finger into one of my belt loops. When we arrived at the usual door Sister Edmond sent the little girl away. "But I want to watch!" She protested. The older girl shook her head firmly and pointed down the hall. The little girl stomped away. I enjoyed watching her pigtails waggle as she went. Inside was a new girl I hadn't seen, she was almost as old as Sister Edmond and had more meat on her bones. She wasn't fat or anything, she just seemed more filled out. I sank into her smoothly and she smiled at me as I bottomed out against her. We stayed still in that position for a moment or two until she started doing little hip flexes. She pulled a little off of me and to the left and slid right back onto me. Then she did the same thing and to the right. She had experience at this. She skillfully stroked my dick with her cunt in ways no other girl had. When I felt I was about to come she seemed to sense it and she suddenly stopped. She gave me a devilish grin. I pushed all the way into her and tried to start stroking in her to finish off and her legs wrapped around me and pulled me tight. I was deep in her but could barely move. The sensations were exquisite. I wedged my feet against the foot of the bed and started flexing them so as to push us both up and down on the bed. She gave me a mock offended look and I stopped. Slowly and carefully she pulled her pussy all the way to the tip of my dick and then sank it back in just as slowly. That was too much for me and I emptied my balls into her. That triggered her orgasm and we took our time coming down from the high. When we finally finished I rolled off of her. I looked her in the face and we both laughed. Suddenly there was more pressure on the bed. Sister Edmond was on the edge of the bed and she was completely naked. "You can't come in me." She instructed. I motioned towards my deflated dick. "I'm spent for a little bit anyway." She smirked, then crawled over to me and without any ceremony sucked my dick into her mouth and started sucking the life back into it. Before long she had my cock at full attention and she eagerly climbed up on me and sank upon my dick. She arched her body and all her fiery red hair flowed down her back. I looked at her breasts. While they were not that large they were very firm and she had the smallest cherry-red nipples I had seen on any of the girls. Where our bodies met she had a wild kinky red bush that obscured any details. She looked like she had gone straight into orgasms and her whole body was shaking and her pussy was pulsing around me. It felt amazing. "You can't come in me." She managed out between her gasps. That was going to be a problem because she was incredibly stimulating. "You need to get off then." I said with some reluctance. "Oh, god!" She exclaimed and started riding me vigorously. The pressure in my loins started to build. "You need to get off!" "Don't... Come..." She said weakly. Then it happened. I felt the first release into her depths. She felt it too. Her head came up, her eyes went wide, and she froze. "You're coming?" I nodded. She went crazy bucking on me. Between her gasps and moans, I could hear her admonishing me for coming in her, all while I was fertilizing her. When we both finished she collapsed down on top of me. Somehow I was still a little hard and started flexing my hips slowly. It felt terrific to have her cum soaked pussy slide up and down my pole slowly. "Stop." She said weakly. I didn't. "Oh, please stop." She pushed herself up and started moving her body with mine. "You already came in me, what more do you want?" I just gave her a wicked grin. "Oh god." She said and rode me harder. "I can't stop fucking you!" Between already coming multiple times in a short period and her pussy being well-greased it took about 20 minutes of us fucking for me to finish out in her. Of all the girls, fucking her was the best of all. She collapsed on top of me. She apologized to the girl in bed with us that she would get an extra day and something about only trying to get me hard again. While we lay there in the bed she confessed the whole plan to me. The priest over their orphanage was abusive and had sexually assaulted and beaten some of the girls. They were trying to get rid of him. Girls that got pregnant always got transferred to another orphanage. If a priest was involved then they would try to cover it up by sending him to another parish. Whoever got pregnant was to say that the priest did it and others would go along with the story and claim he raped them, too. We fucked all summer. I would fuck a girl and then fuck sister Edmond. If I had the energy I would fuck the first girl again. On days I was not fucking there, I was in the woods with the little girl fucking her like crazy. She seriously could not get enough sex. Then the worst happened. The girls started showing up pregnant. Sister Edmond and the little girl both included. One day my fuck hole full of orphans just dried up, just like she warned me it might one day.