Title: Terminal
Author: TheLittlestPlaymate
Email: TheLittlestPlaymate@gmail.com
Basic Codes: g(11), MF, Mg
Synopsis: Eleven-year-old Jodi has a terminal
illness and fears she'll die without ever
getting to have sex.
Author Note: Like lots of my stories, this one was
written with someone else's kinks in mind.
I hope you enjoy it too, though! If you do
please let me know - more positive
feedback will make me want to post more of
my stories here. <3
Also, this is the plain-text version,
which might be slightly confusing since I
like to use italics a lot (mostly for
internal thoughts). If you don't mind a
larger file size check out the RTF version
---
It felt just like any other day.
Like any other day, Jodi woke up early in the morning.
She liked to be awake when the new nurses came around
to say hello.
Like any other day, Jodi ordered her breakfast. Today
she wanted a yogurt smoothie and a bowl of Frosted
Flakes.
Like any other day, Jodi stripped out of her hospital
gown and padded off to her bathroom in just her
panties. She ran a hand over the barely-perceptible
swell of her chest, looking forward to the day when
she'd have real, actual boobs.
A day that would never come.
Today was like any other day, except now she knew.
They'd told her a week ago. Of course, they'd known
for longer than that, but had waited until just after
her birthday to fill her in - as though that was some
sort of mercy.
A year, maybe less. That was all she had left. All the
time, all the life, all the opportunity...all slipping
away.
It seemed impossible. She felt great - better than she
had in months. Of course, that was because they'd
stopped her treatment regimen. Instead of being tired
all the time, Jodi was energetic and excited.
Oh, and horny. Constantly. The young girl leaned back
against the shower wall, hands sliding across her
soapy skin to the smooth, bare slit between her legs.
Lips opened in a silent moan as fingers brushed across
her tender nub, seeking the moisture within her virgin
pussy. She longed to be able to let go - to completely
relax as she pressed inside herself, finger-fucking
her moist cunny - but the screaming orgasm that would
follow would bring hospital staff running to find out
what was the matter.
It had happened once before. They all thought of her
as a little girl still, despite the shifting hormones
inside her body and the new needs that accompanied
them. She'd spent too much of her short life in and
out of Children's Memorial Hospital, so they had known
her too long to easily see her as anything else.
Despite Jodi's restraint, the rush of endorphins that
accompanied the spasms of her virgin pussy was
extremely satisfying. She moaned lazily and happily,
enjoying the warm spray for a couple more minutes
before wrapping herself in a colorful towel and
heading back into her room. Today didn't feel just
like any other day anymore. She didn't know why, but
she had a feeling that today was going to be
exceptional.
---
This just might have been the hardest day in Matthew's
life. It's not as though he had thought working as a
chaplain in the Children's Hospital would be a walk in
the park. He had hoped, though, that listening to the
fears of parents and their dying children wouldn't
hurt quite so bad.
Even hearing those fears expressed, sadly, was nothing
compared to listening to their dreams. Some parents
cried as they talked about their little aspiring
doctor. Some wept as their dreams of grandchildren
crumbled before them. And the kids...athletes,
musicians, and poets who would never be recognized for
their gifts.
All these lost dreams, and Matthew could do nothing
but listen and, with the rare patient or family, pray.
It was his first day working in the Children's
Hospital, so his supervisor, Rev. Williams, thought it
would be nice to introduce Matthew to a bright star
among the patients. Jodi was an 11-year old girl who,
despite learning recently that she perhaps had only
months to live, was cheerful and upbeat. Rev. Williams
warned Matthew that this cheer might just be a facade
behind which the young girl was hiding her dread, but
smiled as he remarked that a chaplain shouldn't pry
too deeply into a patient's good moods. If that worked
for Jodi, he ought to let it be until she was ready to
confront her darker feelings.
Matthew nodded, more than willing to have a pleasant
encounter with a cheerful youngster after the day he'd
had. He turned to her door and stretched his long arms
over his head before knocking on the door.
"May I come in?"
---
Sitting on the shower bench in a mild post-orgasmic
haze, Jodi faintly heard someone knocking at the door
to her room. It was earlier than she expected the
nurses to come around, though, so maybe she was
hearing things?
A moment of panic passed quickly. The doctors said I
shouldn't expect any auditory hallucinations until it
was close to the end, which is months and months away.
For the foreseeable future, Jodi would be a normal
little girl. Well, the version of "normal" that was
possible with all she'd been through over the past
couple of years. Eleven-year-old girls shouldn't have
to know terms like "auditory hallucinations."
The young girl peeked out through the crack in the
bathroom door, watching as her bedroom door opened and
a man stepped in. Who was he? There was always some
new doctor or nurse or student or surveyor... What
struck her most about him was how kind his face
was. Seeing the empty bed, he paused mid-sentence,
and the funny look that appeared on that face made
Jodi giggle. She shut off the water and stepped to the
door, widening the crack enough for her head to fit
through. Her sopping hair dripped a puddle as she
spoke.
"Hi, I'm in here! I'm almost done though if you want
to wait."
The man looked slightly uncertain, but nodded. Jodi
grinned and ducked back inside, but then realized her
error and poked her head out again.
"Um, actually, I forgot to grab clean panties and a
new gown before I came in here. Can you get them for
me?" Forgetfulness and memory loss were expected
before hallucinations, but still not yet.
---
As she popped in and out of the bathroom, Matthew
realized his supervisor was right - this girl was
practically beaming, considering all that she'd been
going through. While he would normally have felt
rather awkward being asked to sift through a young
girls underwear, Matthew was honestly relieved to have
a normal interaction with someone.
He chuckled as he responded, "Well, I can't promise
I'll coordinate the colors very well, but we'll see
what I can do."
Opening what he assumed to be her underwear drawer,
Matthew's first thought was So many pastels! It's like
her parents bought all her underwear to match hospital
gowns... Smiling to himself, he looked over at the
stack of neatly folded gowns and selected a pair of
plain lavender cotton panties that seemed to match the
lavender gown he grabbed from the top of the pile.
After admiring the look of the light purple against
his bronze skin, he carried them over to the bathroom
door and knocked.
"Here you go, Miss. I'll be happy to wait while you
get dressed, but I can also come back another time.
I'm the chaplain who will be coming by periodically to
check in on you now that Rev. Williams has been
promoted."
---
While the man dug through her underwear drawer, Jodi
grabbed her towel - at least she'd had that in the
bathroom instead of being stranded naked and wet. Back
at the door, drying off her limbs, she stared at him.
His back was to her, and she couldn't help but admire
his butt. Now that she was a raging ball of pubescent
hormones, she found herself staring at just about
every man she encountered.
When he turned to approach her, she shut the door
quietly and quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed her
stares. She slipped a hand through the door to take
the offered clothing, but couldn't help opening it a
bit wider to get another look at him. He was really
handsome, too! The new chaplain? Interesting. She
hadn't much liked Rev. Williams, but this Matthew
seemed nice enough.
Forgetting herself - and the fact that the towel, now
wrapped around her hair, no longer hid her naked body
from Matthew's eyes, Jodi opened the door a tiny bit
more to say hello. His eyes shot away from her lithe
form, and she blushed.
"Sorry! Lemme get dressed quick!" Jodi slipped the
thin fabric up over her slender hips and hastily tied
the matching gown. When she stepped out, the gown was
a bit too loose in back, but that barely mattered.
Kids on the unit walked around the halls more exposed
than she was right now regularly. "Hi! I'm Jodi!" she
said with a wide grin. "So, you're a chaplain, huh? I
thought only old men did that."
---
I don't think I'll ever get used to how these kids
hardly seem to care about modesty once they're in
here. Matthew composed himself as he found himself
caught between a bit of sadness at how the kids got
used to their bodies being viewed by doctor after
doctor and amusement at how free children seemed to
be. Perhaps Jodi wasn't as light-hearted as she
seemed, though. Judging by the stares she tried to
hide, she was more than a little concerned about this
new face.
She seemed cheerful enough when she stepped out of the
bathroom, though, leading Matthew to joke back, "I'm
Matthew, and would you believe you're the first kid
today who hasn't called me an old man? I'm not even 30
yet!"
As Jodi giggled, Matthew smiled and pulled a chair
over. "I hope you don't mind if I sit for a minute.
Old man or not, my feet are tired."
He stretched out in the chair, his long legs almost
twice the length of Jodi's, his frame filling a chair
that Jodi couldn't fill if there were two of her.
"You sure seem energetic, though. Having a good
morning?"
---
Jodi had a good feeling about this guy - he was kind
and funny (and cute, too, yes...) and seemed more
interested in how she was doing than if she was
"prepared for the afterlife" as Rev Williams used to
say. The thought made her frown a little, but she put
a smile back on when he asked how her morning was
going.
The girl settled onto her bed, across from the
handsome man. The towel was discarded, leaving damp
hair to spill down around her face and shoulders, one
of which shrugged in reply to his question.
"Pretty good..." The memory of her shower turned the
forced smile into a real one. "Well, except for the
whole dying bit, I feel great!" Jodi spoke the words
simply and frankly, watching Matthew's eyes to see how
he would react to her flippancy.
---
Such lovely hair, I hope she gets to keep it. Matthew
began sinking into a bit of a dark mood as he thought
about the various kids he'd seen already that day.
Then Jodi joked. And he laughed.
A few seconds later, when he found he could open his
eyes again, Matthew grinned back at Jodi. "That's the
best thing I've heard all day!"
Matthew sat up a bit in his chair, feeling just a
little refreshed already. "So which would you like to
chat about? Feeling great, or the whole dying bit?"
His grin settled back into his usual kind look, but
laughter still danced in his eyes as he awaited Jodi's
answer.
---
The way that Matthew divided things so cleanly felt
completely right.
The two sides of Jodi's condition - feeling completely
healthy despite the insidious force slowly progressing
within her small body - created a divide in her mind.
Most of the time she was able to ignore the sad
reality and feel normal and happy, but then something
would force her to remember, or she'd find herself
thinking about her future (that would never come) for
some reason.
"I dunno..." Jodi bit her lip, pulling her knees to
her chest. Doing so lifted her gown and put her panty-
covered crotch on display. Matthew seemed so nice, and
some part of her just wanted to let all of her
feelings spill out in a big sobby mess - but no. She
held back, giving a noncommittal shrug of a shoulder.
"Rev Williams told you all about what's going on with
me?" It always felt weird that everyone she met
already knew so much about her case. At Matthew's nod
of confirmation she continued. "Mostly I'm okay,
really. It's so nice to have an appetite again!"
And an appetite for other things as well...
Jodi felt her pussy tingle pleasantly. If she'd been
sitting where Matthew was, she might have seen a dark
spot of arousal appear on the lightly colored fabric
between her legs. For the moment, though, he kept his
eyes on hers.
---
Jodi really was a likeable girl. It was clear she
didn't refuse to acknowledge, at least within herself,
the painful feelings inspired by the knowledge that
her time was short. But, even with this awareness, she
managed to truly appreciate what good things did come
her way. To be thankful for having an appetite was
something special, even if she didn't realize it.
Matthew had met adults who felt nothing but bitterness
at having had only fifty or sixty years to share with
their loved ones, but this young girl, as vulnerable
as she looked with her knees pulled to her chest,
seemed to be spending her last days much more happily.
He tried to tell her as much. "I'm glad to hear that
you accept both sides of what's going on inside you,
Jodi. I've met people much older than you who either
couldn't accept what they'd been told about their
conditions, or who couldn't stand to eat even when
they had an appetite."
It so often seemed to come down to regret for those
older folks. Matthew filed away the topic of regret
for a later time, perhaps when they knew each other
better. Surely a girl so young had to have some
regrets, even if she'd never told them to Rev.
Williams. Her parents had talked about all kinds of
hopes and dreams, he'd heard, but so far Jodi hadn't
mentioned wanting to see the Great Wall of China, or
wanting to meet her favorite pop star, or anything.
Perhaps there was a way of getting her thinking about
it without directly approaching the question.
"What do you like to do, with the energy you've got
these days?"
---
Jodi blushed at the compliment. People told her all
the time what a brave little girl she was, but this
was different. He was telling her that in some ways
she was more mature than some grown-ups. To a girl who
was both sick of being treated like a kid and aware
that she'd never be anything else - she'd never even
be a teenager - that was high praise.
The blush deepened when Matthew asked how she was
using her newfound energy. The chaplain was probably
not the person to tell that she was masturbating three
or four times as much as she used to.
"Oh...all sorts of stuff! I love dancing and it feels
so good to do that and not think I'm gonna pass
out...and I spend a lot of time in the activity room
playing with the younger kids. That's a lot of fun,
helping them feel better 'bout having to be here. I'm
gonna miss that when they send me home next week."
Jodi could have rambled on for a long time, but found
herself more curious about him.
"Why did you decide you wanted to be a chaplain? It
seems like a crummy job to me." Then, realizing that
might sound insulting, she tried to backpedal. "I
mean...like hard, and stuff?"
---
Matthew took a deep breath, sitting back in his chair.
That was a pretty heavy subject for a young girl,
especially when it hit so close to home. How do you
tell a girl who's going to die that you became a
chaplain because you wished you could've taken care of
your little sister in the months and days before she
passed away, that you're doing what you can for others
because you've never felt it was fair that she was
taken from you so soon. Easy - you don't, at least not
this early.
He let out the breath he'd been holding and looked
into Jodi's eyes. "It can be a pretty tough job. I
guess I'd say I do it because of people like you. For
all the difficulties people are going through in a
hospital, I get to meet some pretty amazing people.
And, if I'm lucky, I can even help them get through
some rough times."
He smiled gently, hoping that was enough of an answer
for the time being.
"It seems like you're kind of the same, Jodi, with how
you play with the little ones. Going home won't be so
bad though, right?"
---
It wasn't surprising to hear that this guy liked
helping people so much. Everything about him gave off
an air of comfort and helpfulness. Still, becoming a
chaplain seemed like a huge, crazy way to do it. Not
that she'd ever explain it to him - that as a girl who
was frustrated that she'd never get to have sex, the
idea of voluntarily giving that up seemed absurd.
"Home is okay, I guess. I actually like it here more,
though. Mom and Dad have to work so much thanks to my
hospital bills so I'm alone there more than I am here.
I almost wish..."
The door opened, and Jodi's mouth closed mid-sentence.
The two nurses who entered - Jackie and Erica - were
both very familiar with Jodi.
"Morning, Kiddo! I'm taking over for Jacks today. Have
a good night?" While Erica spoke, Jodi caught Jackie
looking the new chaplain up and down appreciatively.
He stood as Erica pushed past him to begin her morning
assessment, whispering that he'd come back another
time.
"It was nice to meet you!" Jodi called a little too
excitedly as he disappeared from the room, Jackie's
eyes following him the whole way.
---
Matthew smiled to himself as he left the room. Not
only had he had a nice conversation with a cheery,
mature kid, but he'd also run into Jackie for the
third time during this shift. Of course, things
couldn't really go anywhere, with her being a coworker
and all, but there was no harm in appreciating beauty
when he saw it. Well, beauty and a naughty little
smile.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts a bit and
turned them back to work. Now, he wasn't supposed to
have favorites, but how could anyone not be absolutely
taken by young Jodi? It was a bit sad to hear her
parents didn't have the time and energy to be there
for her emotionally...Well, it's not really playing
favorites to give a little extra time to a kid who
needs a little more, right?
A smirk crept onto his face as he walked down the
hall. Now what was he going to be wearing next time he
and Jackie bumped into each other?
---
The pang of jealousy Jodi felt when she saw the look
that passed between Jackie and Matthew stung, but it
didn't last long. It wasn't that she was jealous for
Matthew's attention - even though he was a really cute
guy. She just wished she could experience some of that
sort of flirtation, have a guy look at her with that
thinly-veiled desire...
And so much more, of course.
Erica was one of Jodi's favorite nurses, though, and
soon they were chatting and laughing happily together.
Erica had been off all weekend, and always had
interesting stories to share after a few days off like
that - stories that some might find inappropriate for
a girl of only eleven. Discretion wasn't Erica's
strength, though, which was one of the things Jodi
liked about her.
"...so I'm dancing out there on the floor with my
friend Sierra - lift your gown for me a sec - and
we're, y'know, getting a little frisky, which has all
the guys nearby staring at us and just about bursting
out of their jeans - breathe deeply for me? - and I
keep making eye contact with this one guy, just a
stone-cold hottie, when who taps me on the shoulder
but fuckin - oh, sorry...who taps me on the shoulder
but effin' Chris."
Jodi giggled appreciatively at the story while Erica
continued through the motions of a half-hearted
assessment. She didn't really understand Erica's
complicated love life, but the enthusiasm that the
nurse put into her stories was entertaining
regardless.
---
While Jodi was enjoying Erica's company, Matthew was
rather quickly reminded that Jodi was a quite special
case. In some ways, the absence of her parents made
her a particularly easy kid to work with - after all,
parents really did most of the sobbing and stressing
in the Children's Hospital.
By the end of the day, Matthew found himself really
looking forward to his next visit with Jodi. The
cheerful preteen really was so much like his little
sis, and even aside from that, she gave him a bit of
energy while every other patient drained him. Without
really thinking about it, he found himself outside her
door at the end of his shift.
The door was open, so he popped his head inside and
waved. "I didn't really get to say goodbye earlier, so
I figured I'd stop by real quick. I'll come back by
tomorrow and we'll have another chat. How's that
sound?"
---
As Frozen played on her television for what was at
least the dozenth time, Jodi found her mind wandering.
She loved the movie as it was, but apparently she was
raging horny, because she couldn't stop imagining a
different ending, where Elsa and Anna's sisterly love
turns incestuous...and Kristoff joins in...
Forgetting that her door was open a crack, the young
girl leaned back, hands disappearing under her sheet.
She wriggled out of her panties, excitement growing
more intense. Fingers tentatively brushed against the
smooth lips of her cunny, testing to see how wet she
was. Her other hand found her mouth, bringing saliva
down to moisten her slit. One digit slid inside,
drawing a high moan from her throat.
Some small part of her nagged that something was
wrong, and eventually she remembered the door. Fuck.
And her dinner was supposed to be coming soon, too.
Fine, whatever. There was no way she was stopping now.
She opened her eyes, watching the doorway carefully
for any signs of activity, praying that nobody would
interrupt her. If Matthew knew the sorts of things I
prayed for...
The pen should help. Jodi had stolen a battery-
operated vibrating pen from the playroom. To all the
other kids on the unit it was a fun toy for drawing
spiral patterns. To Jodi, it was a personal vibrator,
perfectly sized for an 11-year-old girl. She'd been
working on writing something as she watched the movie,
so the pen was right there...and a moment later, it
was right there. Mmmmm....
The pen distracted her from her vigilance, so when
Matthew opened the door, panic hit. Jodi scrambled to
straighten herself out and hide what she was doing –
naturally losing hold of the pen in the process, and
scrambling to find it, then turn it off without
bringing it out from under the sheet, where it would
undoubtedly glisten with evidence of what she had been
doing.
---
As his words trailed off in the wake of Jodi's
flustered scrambling, Matthew tried not to chuckle. He
almost succeeded. Who'd have thought such a "brave
little girl," as they so often say around here, would
be so easily startled.
Sure Jodi was feeling at least a little embarrassed
about jumping in what she must have thought was a
childish way, Matthew winked and said, "I get really
into movies, too. Sometimes I end up shutting the
whole world out. And Frozen is a pretty good one."
Even so, her face got redder and redder as he stood
there, though her breathing was calming down. She
didn't seem to be able to respond at the moment, and
Matthew worried for a minute that he had intruded on
what might be the one bit of privacy Jodi treasured.
Perhaps a nightly movie is the only time she counts on
not being examined and observed..."Sorry to interrupt
you. Like I said, I'll stop by tomorrow and see if you
want to chat, okay? Sleep well tonight."
He forced a smile to mask his worry as he pushed back
from her doorway. He didn't have long to dwell on it
though, as passing by Erica on her way to look in on
Jodi made him remember Jackie, and the not-so-chance
encounters he planned on having with her the next day.
---
Somehow, Matthew didn't seem to realize why she had
been scrambling under the covers. Whew. That was a
close one. Sometimes having everyone think of you as
just a little girl had its advantages, it turned out.
"You weren't interrupting anything," Jodi lied, then
added "Yeah, thanks. That'd be nice," as the chaplain
turned to leave her room again. She actually would
have liked to talk to him more that night, but unlike
her he did spend every waking hour in the hospital,
and she wasn't going to ask him to do so. He seemed
like he was in a hurry to go, too. She found herself
wondering what he would be running off to do for the
evening. Was he going out? Did he have plans with
friends? The thought of having that amount of freedom,
to do what she wanted and go where she wanted, was an
exciting one.
Really, Jodi had quite a lot of freedom for a girl her
age. While she was confined to the hospital, most of
the staff knew her well enough that she was allowed to
wander the halls without being scolded or sent back to
her room like some of the other kids might have been.
Even late at night, when she should be sleeping, she
knew the nurses' routines well enough that she could
sneak out and explore if she really wanted to.
Not tonight, though. Tonight, she wanted to enjoy her
dinner, read a book, cum, and sleep.
---
After an absolutely uneventful night (unless events in
video games count), Matthew rose in the morning to get
ready for his day. He'd never really relied on his
fashion sense to draw the attention of women, but he
did have a few shirts he'd been told looked
particularly good on him. So he slipped into a pale
blue and white dress shirt and a pair of dark grey
slacks that fit quite nicely on his firm rear.
Now what he did rely on were his looks and his
personality, and judging by Jackie's reaction
yesterday, she was definitely interested in the looks.
He sighed to himself as he finished dressing, as he
had thought he was no longer someone who would base
their day around attracting the attention of a
particular woman. Perhaps the stress of his job was
pushing him to need a sort of release valve. And that
dirty side of his mind, nurtured during a decade or
more of intense sexual activity, had a very particular
kind of release in mind.
As he got into his car, he began to plan out his day.
He truly was looking forward to talking with Jodi, so
he'd try to see her in the middle of his shift, like
he did yesterday. Perhaps he'd slip by a little later,
though, in hopes that Jackie was working the same
shift she had the day before. If he was lucky, he
could catch her as she was leaving Jodi's room and
chat her up a bit, before checking in on the bright
young lady.
Of course, once he got to work reality set in. Matthew
realized very quickly that by the middle of his
exhausting shift, charm might be a bit beyond him.
---
Now that the main efforts of Jodi's treatment had
stopped, there really wasn't all that much she had to
do in a single day. They were keeping her longer
because some kids reacted poorly to the stopping of
treatment, but all signs pointed to that not being an
issue for her at all.
Despite that, she continued to wake early as usual.
Today, she found herself regretting it.
The staff emergency alarm was hard to miss, but most
other patients, sleeping behind closed doors, remained
oblivious anyway. Jodi poked her head out of her room,
seeking the source. D17? No way, that's... Someone
rushed by, pushing the crash cart towards the open
door, where other nurses and doctors already
congregated. Jodi slipped out of her room and down the
still-dark hallway to get a closer look. Her heart
raced as she took in all that was happening, read the
looks on nurses faces and the body language of the
doctors in charge. It seemed like hours had passed
when she faintly heard the pronouncement.
The wail of the dead girl's mother was cut off as
someone shut the door and most of the nurses trudged
back to their other patients. Morning shift would be
here soon, and cleaning up this mess and dealing with
the family would be their responsibility then.
Just like that. It isn't fair! They get to go home to
their lives and families, while most of US will never
get to have either.
Jodi noticed Matthew walking onto the floor as she
returned to her room. She wondered if he had any idea
the mess that waited for him down the hall. Maybe he
wouldn't make it in to see her that morning after all.
She hoped that wouldn't be the case, though.
Her heart slowing, Jodi realized with a pang of guilt
that she was unbelievably horny. Aimee was dead...and
the adrenaline of the situation had left Jodi's
panties a mess.
---
The families of dying children are draining enough,
but the families of dead children? Matthew left
Aimee's parents after couple hours of being with them
through doctors' reports and phone calls. He had
little to offer, really, aside from a calm, yet caring
presence. That, and his own emotional reserves. He
honestly wasn't really cut out for this job, as he
always invested too much of himself in it. He just
couldn't pull himself away, though. He'd done that
before, allowed distance between himself and his
sister, and he couldn't really handle the idea that
he'd be doing that again.
He walked by Jodi's room without a moment's
hesitation, needing to get a breath of fresh air
before he could catch up with any other patients and
families, even a pleasant girl like Jodi. Honestly,
he'd need to check in on all the kids who knew Aimee,
to see how they were handling such a clear image of
what awaited them. How do you even ask one kid how
they're handling the death of another when they know
the same is coming soon for them? There had to be a
way to do it, right? But all Matthew had ever been
able to do is sit, and wait for them to open up on
their own, hoping that his kind eyes and warm voice
could soothe them.
As he stood in the small courtyard where he liked to
take his little breaks, Matthew mentally ran through
the list of kids he'd need to check in on today.
Predictably, though, one rose to the surface. He
wasn't really sure how talking with Jodi would go
today. He'd much too quickly come to think of her as a
little bright spot in his day, but how could she
possibly be handling Aimee's death? It was with more
than a little worry that he knocked on her door and,
hearing a strained "Come in," opened the door.
"I thought I'd come by for our little chat, if you're
in the mood." Jodi certainly didn't look like she was
in the mood. Her sheets were tangled under her legs,
like she'd been squirming in bed nonstop for the hours
since the explosion of activity out in the hallway.
Her face was flushed, she was a bit sweaty, and her
hair was a mess, almost like she'd been working out,
which was absurd. She looked far more tense than the
day before, but she nodded eagerly all the same.
Matthew pulled a chair to the same spot he has taken
the day before. "When we talked yesterday, you
mentioned liking it here a little more than home. It
can be pretty stressful here, sometimes, though, How
do you deal with that?"
---
After a start to the morning like that one, everything
on the unit felt a little different. The nurses were
all a bit more tense and attentive, spending more time
in patient rooms and less time gossiping together.
Jodi stopped by the playroom after breakfast (and
after her own personal playtime) and there were fewer
kids there than usual. It wasn't by much - most of the
kids had been successfully shielded from what happened
- but Aimee was well-known and well-liked enough that
her sudden absence was a major disturbance.
As for herself, Jodi didn't really want to think about
it, but she couldn't help it. When Matthew showed up
at her door, she was once again in the middle of
"distracting" herself - funny how he always seemed to
come when she was trying to come.
As the new chaplain took his seat near the bed, Jodi
straightened and re-organized the sheets that covered
her. She felt like she was sitting in a cloud of wet-
pussy smell, and was certain that Matthew would
recognize it and ask about it. Maybe not, though.
Since he was a chaplain he was maybe a virgin, too.
Maybe he'd never smelled pussy before and she'd be
safe!
Whether he noticed or not, he didn't miss a beat,
diving right in with a serious question. Jodi liked
it; Rev Williams would have focused on her "eternal
soul" while the nurses just wanted to keep everything
light and avoid talking about it. Matthew treated her
with...respect?
"Yeah, I mean bad stuff happens here, but a lot of
good stuff happens too." Jodi wasn't even certain
entirely why she liked it more here, she realized. "At
home, it's just me a lot of the time, so when I start
to get down or think about all the stuff that I'll
never get to do and places I'll never get to go I can
get stuck."
Matthew nodded understandingly, then probed again. "So
what do you do to deal with the bad stuff, or to get
your mind off of it?"
A wicked corner of Jodi's mind wanted to just
nonchalantly inform the handsome man that mostly she
distracted herself by exploring the dirtier (and more
fun!) corners of the internet, usually followed by
exploring the wetter and more sensitive corners of her
own body. Instead, she gave a much more simple "I play
around on my computer a lot. I imagine I'm getting
to do some of the stuff I wish I could. You know,
just...whatever."
---
Matthew had noticed the oddly familiar smell hanging
in the air, but couldn't quite put two and two
together when he was sitting in a little girl's room.
Writing it off as one of those odd hospital smells, he
focused on the little girl herself. She was holding up
quite well, considering. She wasn't shying from the
sad parts of her life, and her desire for connection
with others seemed healthy enough. But to hear that
she found herself almost entirely living out ehr
fantasies through the internet...well, no one should
have to do that.
"Do you ever find yourself holding back from doing
something you could do, because it feels like there
isn't enough time?" It was obvious how Jodi's sentence
was going to end, as obvious as it was how she would
end, sadly. He only hoped that stating it outright
like that would be a bit freeing for her, and not too
much for her.
Jodi frowned a bit, clearly wrestling with herself.
When she nodded, wordlessly, Matthew assumed that she
had been wrestling about whether or not to admit she
holds back, and that she had decided to trust him. He
smiled warmly at her and said, "That's perfectly
natural, Jodi. If I could, though, I'd like to help
you feel like you can do some of the things you really
want to in the time you've got. They don't have to
stay locked up on your computer."
Entirely oblivious to what he was suggesting he could
help her with, Matthew saw the tension on Jodi's face
as a sign of intense emotion, brought on by
considering the possibility of living a full life
while knowing it was to be tragically short. He let
Jodi have some time to process, and sat silently at
her bedside.
---
If only Matthew had any idea what he was actually
suggesting! Jodi's mind drifted back to a video she'd
watched earlier that morning, and her arousal began to
grow again even as she laughed at the impossibility of
ever getting to be so lucky as that girl had been.
"What's so funny?" Matthew asked with a grin, clearly
happy to see Jodi's smile, pensive and embarrassed
though it was.
"You don't have any idea what you're saying," Jodi
said, giggling and rolling her eyes at him, then
shifting quickly into a more somber tone of voice.
Those rapid changes of emotion came frequently these
days - often she'd be cumming one minute, crying the
next, and laughing the next. "A lot of the stuff I
want to do...well, it's sort of that I don't have
enough time, sort of not. Mostly..." and she leaned in
to give a conspiratorial whisper, her big eyes locking
on to his as she confessed part of the truth. "Mostly,
I can't cuz it's illegal."
The chaplain rocked back, a look of surprise on his
face. He didn't want to make the young girl feel
judged at all though, so changed his demeanor
immediately. With a quick prayer of thanks that he was
the one she'd shared this with rather than the
Reverend, he nodded.
"Jodi, I've been there. I wasn't always a chaplain,
you know. Back when I was younger, I did a lot of
crazy stuff, actually..." The girl's face was hard to
read, but she was clearly very interested in what he
had to say. "I know illegal drugs look like a lot of
fun - and in some ways they are, but-"
Jodi's face fell.
---
Was he too harsh? He was a kid too, once...that was
his problem. He just couldn't stand the thought of
such a lovely girl wasting what time she had left
pining after something that just wasn't good for
anyone. Even a year was enough time for her to feel
the regret, and the negative consequences, that would
almost certainly come with drug use. Not to mention
whatever terrible effects would come with mixing
recreational drugs with the meds Jodi was regularly
taking, and in such a tiny body...
He sighed and sat forward, his eyes serious. "I'm
sorry, Jodi. I didn't come in here today to ruin your
dreams. But maybe you have some that are a little
safer?"
To his dismay, Jodi began to sob softly. "You aren't
listening to me..." she choked out, before burying her
face in her hands. She'd thought, for just a second,
that he might understand. Her fantasy of the last 24
hours seemed like a possibility. A distant
possibility, but a real one nonetheless. But was he
really just like all the other adults who came in,
trying to take care of the little helpless brave girl?
She looked up at him, tears running down her flushed
cheeks. "I'm not a little girl!"
---
More than his unneeded protectiveness, what stung Jodi
the most was how quickly Matthew's mind had gone to
assuming she was talking about drugs. The confusion on
his face now just made it worse. Clearly the thought
that she was a sexual being with sexual needs was
nowhere near his mind.
"You wouldn't understand," she huffed, trying to stop
her tears and failing. "You come I here all nice and
kind and handsome, acting like you know what it's
like, but you don't, do you? You couldn't. Someone
like you never could."
The words stung more than Matthew cared to admit.
Where had the cheery little girl he'd come to see
gone? Then, he sighed to himself. He came to her to
feel better? Wasn't that the opposite of his job? This
shouldn't be a surprise; of course she was fragile. He
listened on patiently as the little girl ranted a few
more moments before her words became garbled among too
many sobs.
"You're right, sweetheart," he offered gently, placing
a strong hand on her leg. "I've never gone through
what you have, been sick like you have, had to-"
Jodi cut him off with a bark of laughter. She knew she
must look a terrible mess, but she barely cared.
"I don't care about that. That's...whatever."
Matthew was clearly misunderstanding this girl quite a
lot, so he settle back into his default strategy of
listening.
"The one thing I want more than anything, I can't have
because everyone just thinks of me as a little girl.
No way an eleven-year-old girl would spend all day
thinking about sex. And there you are acting like you
understand when you chose to give up sex."
---
Three thoughts crashed into Matthew's head at once.:
1) He was smelling the thick fragrance of a teased and
frustrated pussy,
2) He had made so many assumptions it was shameful,
3) She thought he'd given up sex?
He sat there and simply blinked, having trouble
deciding which of those mixed-up thoughts should come
to speech. After a moment, he went with the one that
seemed most important, "I'm sorry, Jodi. I shouldn't
have assumed so much. I went and gave you this whole
lecture about something you weren't even thinking
about, and looked right past what was hurting you."
Jodi had expected his shock. What she hadn't expected
was for the world to continue after she revealed her
shameful secret, or at least the slightest bit of it.
She thought she was about to get another lecture, at
the least. But he apologized. Still..."It doesn't
matter if you're sorry. You still think I'm a little
girl and that-" the words stuck in Jodi's mouth as she
watched Matthew's eyes slip down between her legs,
where she had managed to hastily pull up her now-
thoroughly soaked panties. His eyes only stayed there
for a fraction of a second, but he hadn't checked her
out at all before. If she was in his head, she'd have
realized that Matthew still wasn't intentionally
checking her out. But the smell in the room and his
own oversexed tendencies made him slip into old
habits, and his eyes wandered before he could stop
them.
---
Jodi stared curiously at Matthew, wondering what he
must think of her. Here she was, complaining that
everyone saw her as a little girl - but unable to
speak without coming to tears. Usually she was pretty
good at reading other people, but the gaze he swept
across her body was unfamiliar. With a deep breath,
the young girl closed her eyes and calmed her nerves.
When she opened them again, Matthew was looking
down...between her legs? She was fully aware of how
wet she still was down there, as his visit had
interrupted a rather steamy bit of playtime.
Oh, god. How embarrassing. Her chaplain - and a cute
older guy, to boot - was looking at her wet panties
and probably judging her. Jodi brought her thighs
together and pulled her knees to her chest self-
consciously, and Matthew looked up to her eyes,
blinking.
"Why did you do it?" Jodi asked.
"Why did I do what?"
"Did you..." Jodi decided she cared less about the
why; she couldn't imagine a reason that would satisfy
her. "I mean, before you decided to be a
chaplain...did you ever have sex?"
---
He couldn't stop smelling Jodi's pussy, now. It was
getting harder and harder to focus, given the growing
dissonance between that scent and the innocence of the
girl he thought he was getting to know. He licked his
lips unconsciously, his body reacting to what his mind
refused to entertain.
He composed himself for a few seconds, then said
gently, "Jodi, I think you're misunderstanding my
calling. I haven't given up sex, even now."
Jodi sat there in stunned silence, her mind trying to
understand the look Matthew had given her soaked
panties. "Do you think sex is...bad?" she asked
quietly..
Matthew wanted to be delicate from this point forward.
It seemed likely that Jodi had been watching quite a
bit of porn, and might not have the most realistic
view of sex. "Sex isn't bad at all, Jodi. And neither
is masturbation." She smiled almost immediately, which
made saying the next words quite difficult. "But sex
with others is something that should really wait until
adulthood. It's a more complicated thing than you
might think from looking around the internet."
---
If not in judgement, why had Mattthew been staring at
her wet panties? Surprise? Something...else? There
wasn't much time to wonder before the chaplain's words
darkened Jodi's mood considerably.
"Auuuhhh!" Jodi huffed in frustration. "Wait until
adulthood?! I don't get a fucking adulthood.
Matthew's eyes widen and he leaned back, clearly a
little surprised go hear such language from the cute,
usually cheerful little girl.
"Literally!" she added into the stunned silence that
followed. "Everything says I should wait. All my
favorite websites say I have to be 18 to go there.
Well, gee, thanks. I'd love to get to wait until I'm
18. Such bullshit. Why should I wait? Or why should
anyone my age have to wait? I can't be the only 11-
year-old who's horny all the time."
Without thinking, Jodi's hand slipped between her
closed legs, pressing against the wet spot. The sound
she made was half frustration, half pleasure.
---
The sound Jodi made, combined with the persistent
scent in her room, pushed Matthew into a conscious
state of arousal. And focused, as it was, on this tiny
girl, he felt very uncomfortable. He was caught
between his concern for Jodi's struggle with her
mortality and his own sense of propriety and purity.
The caring side of him won out. And so, as an erection
began building in pants that were rather fitted and
hardly designed for concealing anything, he tried to
be a friend to Jodi.
"Do you touch yourself often, Jodi? It doesn't seem
like enough?" he asked, trying to accept the reality
she was presenting him, while holding his own, less
than professional, interest at bay.
She rolled her eyes, her hand still between her legs,
"Obviously. And no. I don't want to play. I want to
fuck!"
---
Something about the way Matthew asked the question
made Jodi feel incredibly bold. She'd just confessed
her deepest, darkest secret - to a chaplain, of all
people! - and nothing terrible had happened. Her world
kept spinning and life carried on. In that moment,
something changed in the young girl. If she only had a
year of life left, she was going to make the most of
it. Everyone always said how brave she was; now was
the time to prove them right. She would do whatever
she could to get what she wanted and be as happy as
she could in whatever time she had left.
That new attitude spilled out into Jodi's frank
declaration of wanting to fuck. It was freeing to say
it out loud, to another person. To a hot guy, even!
Though, since he was all religious and stuff, maybe he
didn't count as a hot guy. On the other hand, he had
said that he hadn't actually given up sex.
"Are you married?" Jodi found herself asking, leaning
to try to see the man's ring finger. With his left
hand balled into a fist against his leg, it wasn't
possible to tell.
---
Matthew frowned, his difficulty holding down a stable
relationship being something of a sore point with him.
"No, I'm not married," he answered softly. "And I'm
happy to talk about myself, Jodi, but don't you think
we should be talking about how you can work through
this frustration?"
Jodi giggled, looking much more like her normal self.
"But I want to know more about you! If you're not
married, when was the last time you had sex, huh? What
makes it better for you to have sex outside of
marriage than me?"
Getting a self-satisfied look on her face, Jodi
decided to test him a little more directly. She spread
her legs a bit, leaving her hand right where it was.
Worst case scenario, Matthew would think she was just
stressed from Aimee's death earlier. But the worst
case scenario didn't happen. Instead, just as before,
Matthew's eyes slid down and widened. He bit his lip
and swallowed, then a few seconds later, his eyes
darted to the side. He said nothing, though, during
what felt like an eternity to Jodi.
---
"Did you know that a lady from the Make-a-Wish
foundation came to see me last week?" As Jodi spoke,
filling the heavy silence Matthew had left by his
refusal or inability to engage her line of
questioning, her hand continued to move between her
legs. "Just after my birthday. Just after they told me
that...you know. She was super sweet, asking me if
there was anything I wanted to do, anywhere I wanted
to go, and celebrity I wanted to meet."
Fingers slipped beneath the lacy waistband and
disappeared, but their motion was easy to see beneath
the thin, damp fabric.
"I didn't know what to say. She suggested a bunch of
things, but none of them sounded all that great.
Eventually she just left this pamphlet for me to look
at and think about."
Jodi reached across to her bedside table, pushing
aside books with now-glistening fingers to find a
piece of paper, which she handed to Matthew. It was
the pamplet, turned to the last page, where at the
bottom, beneath the big bold MY BIG WISH IS... Jodi
had written something in her childish scrawl: I just
want someone to fuck me.
---
Matthew's eyes took in the slick stain on the pamphlet
as his wrist felt her wet fingers brush against him.
She'd been playing with herself for over a minute and
he didn't say anything. What was wrong with him? He
wanted nothing more, or at least though he wanted
nothing more, than to leave right that moment. But
Jodi had shared so much...she would feel absolutely
rejected as a person if he walked out now.
As his silence continued, his brain not working as
quickly as Jodi's sex drive, Jodi leaned forward and
put her face right before his. "I've never even been
kissed..."
Matthew looked up from the brochure to see a pouting,
adorable Jodi biting her lip. And just when he felt
himself starting to lean forward, a loud knock
shattered the heavy silence.
"Hey sweetie, it's Jackie! Can I come in?"
---
"No. Go away!" Jodi called back, only partially
joking. As usual, though, Jackie wasn't really paying
attention to her. The nurse pushed through the door,
eyes lighting up in fake surprise when she saw
Matthew.
"Oh, my! I didn't know you were in here," she said,
running a hand down his arm playfully. It was obvious
to Jodi right away that Jackie wasn't even there to
see her; she'd somehow figured out that the hot new
chaplain was in this room and had come to avoid work
and flirt. Large nipples stuck out, clearly visible
through the young woman's scrub top.
She was wearing a bra earlier today! Jodi thought with
a frown. As the nurse chatted away with Matthew,
practically ignoring the patient that she was
supposedly there to see, Jodi looked on jealously.
Those large breasts, curvy ass, and gorgeous
hair...her own hand went to her flat chest, massaging
nipples and willing boobs to appear.
Jackie's back was fully to Jodi now. I wonder if she'd
even notice...
Silently the young girl slipping off of her bed and
padded quietly around the two. Matthew probably
noticed but didn't say anything. As she closed the
door behind her Jodi wasn't sure whether to dance with
joy or frown with frustration.
---
Matthew sighed in unambiguous relief. What the hell
had he been about to do? And, more importantly, what
was he going to do now that he was so damn horny?
The answer to that second question was pretty obvious.
He flashed a smile at the woman he hadn't yet realized
was Jodi's competition, saying, "You know, I was
hoping we'd have a chance to...talk...today. But to
have it happen just as I was wrapping up with a
patient, in a room all to ourselves...You have such
good timing. After all, privacy is always good for
adult conversations, isn't it?"
Hardly able to think through the possibility that
Jackie was just teasing him a bit, Matthew reached
forward and tugged on the ties to her bottoms.
They flirted back and forth for a good ten minutes
before they each realized they should probably get
back to work. As Matthew stood and turned, Jackie gave
his ass a quick squeeze and said, in a low voice, "You
know, if you ever need a quick...um...examination, I'd
be happy to help. Maybe at the end of my shift in a
couple hours?"
---
Jodi made her way down the hallway, her attitude
brightening with each step. Now that she had made that
first step of telling an adult the dirty secret she'd
been keeping, the whole world looked different. Or,
rather, all of the men (and some of the women) she
passed looked different.
The horny little girl knew she couldn't be too
reckless, though. Despite having frustrating religious
hang-ups, Matthew was obviously more understanding and
considerate than most other adults. If she'd shown the
wish she'd written on the Make-a-Wish form to one of
her doctors, they probably would have ordered a psych
consult or had the social worker come grill her about
whether she'd been abused.
No. Despite her new boldness, Jodi still needed to be
careful.
In the playroom, Jodi settled in with a couple of
younger kids, helping them put together a puzzle. Her
mind kept drifting back to that frustrating moment
when Jackie walked in - and the moment just before
that. Had it been her imagination, or had Matthew been
looking at her differently?
No, of course he'd been looking at her differently.
She'd just told him that more than anything else she
wanted to feel a cock stretching out her tiny virgin
pussy. How could he not? The question was, what sort
of different was it?
---
Jackie had just grabbed his ass, shown off her hard
nipples, and all but promised to fuck him later that
day. So why was Matthew still thinking about Jodi?
And, more importantly, why was he thinking about
Jodi's hand moving beneath her soaked little panties?
How was he supposed to handle this? He just couldn't
reject the poor thing. She wasn't doing anything that
would hurt anyone - she just wanted to get a chance to
grow up. Was there a way to help her feel like a
grown-up without either encouraging unhealthy behavior
or, and this was more person to himself, without
getting wrapped up in a little girl's sexuality? He
thought maybe he should tell someone, but it would
violate her trust so badly. The word "violate" echoed
through his mind, accompanied by the image of Jodi's
bright eyes, gazing into his from inches away.
He went through the motions for the rest of his shift
and found himself becoming increasingly upset and
horny. And by the time he was done for the day, fully
ready to take Jackie up on her offer...he found
himself knocking on Jodi's door.
---
By the time Jodi returned to her room an hour later,
it was empty. After the forward display Jackie had
given, she half expected to find the room smelling
like sex. From her reading online she knew that was a
thing, but of course had no idea what that might
actually be. Nothing smelled differently, except maybe
that the smell of her own wet pussy had dissipated.
From beneath her gown, Jodi pulled out the small
plastic toy hammer she'd taken from the playroom. Not
the sort of toy that one would expect a girl her age
to play with, but then he had no interest in using it
for its intended purpose.
Half an hour later, as her tiny pussy quivered with
satisfaction, clenching the improvised fuck toy
tightly, Jodi made up her mind. She had to talk more
about this with Matthew. While he might try to talk
her out of what she wanted again, he was also her best
hope for getting advice on how to find a man who was
both trustworthy and willing to fuck a preteen girl.
Dressed in a clean gown and fresh pair of panties,
Jodi made her way to the chaplain's office, three
floors away. She figured he'd have to return there
eventually before he left for the day - or at least
she hoped he would.
---
Matthew always left his door unlocked, as all his
confidential files were in a locked cabinet or on his
computer, so Jodi had no trouble slipping inside while
he was out. She saw no reason to sit there, bored, so
she looked around Matthew's desk and found a nice,
thick pen. It was promptly inserted into her still
wet, still yearning slit.
She was just bringing herself back toward an orgasm
when she heard Jackie's giggling outside the door.
"I'm not wearing any panties either," she said a bit
too loudly. She wasn't really one to worry about her
reputation, after all. Jodi's heart raced as she
looked around the office and found nowhere to hide,
except under the desk. She darted under just as the
door swung open and Matthew said, "I'll believe that
when I see it."
Jodi heard the sound of the door closing and being
locked. Then she saw Jackie's scrubs go flying past
the desk, landing in a heap not three feet away from
her. She was certain her increasingly heavy breathing
would give her away. But that wasn't what did it.
What did it was Jackie's question, "Do you have
protection?" and Matthew's answer, which was to circle
around his desk to retrieve a condom from his bag.
Jodi saw his feet coming around the corner of the
desk. She saw him bend down to search through his bag.
And he saw her, with her panties around her ankles,
and her mouth wide open in shock.
Then he winked, grabbed a condom, and walked back
around the table. Jodi couldn't know it, but in that
second he'd seen her Matthew had decided that this
just might be a way of respecting Jodi's desire to be
an adult - that to shoo her away would be to treat her
like a little girl.
---
Jodi's mind raced as Matthew stood and circled to the
other side of the desk. He hadn't given away her
presence, or the fact that she was half-naked in his
office, but why? Most likely it was because he didn't
want to lose the chance to fuck that slut Jackie. She
had to laugh at herself, thinking about "slut" as an
insult when she herself would have LOVED to earn such
a title.) Regardless of his reasons, it was also a bit
of permission to spy on the two adults.
"Give me that - I'll take care of it." Jodi heard
Jackie's voice, husky with desire, followed by
shuffling sounds, a thud, some rattling, and playful
giggles. "Oh MY! Such a nice, big cock...Lucky me that
our new chaplain has questionable morals..."
Matthew's groans filled the small office, and the
sight than greeted the horny little virgin when she
peeked out from her hiding spot was the most arousing
thing she'd even seen. Jackie was completely naked, on
her knees with her butt almost within reach of Jodi.
Matthew sat in a chair, leaning back against the wall,
with his shirt on and his pants around his ankles.
Wet, slobbery sucking sounds accompanied his moans as
the nurse's head bobbed up and down in his lap. Her
hands met behind her back as she sucked the chaplain's
cock, expertly tearing open the small package and
removing its contents.
With wide-eyed wonder and intense arousal, the little
girl watched the delicious display.
---
As Jodi watched, Matthew took Jackie by the back of
her head and pushed down steadily. "And I'm lucky I
overheard you bragging to Erica about how deep you
could take a cock."
The sucking noises changed to gagging, snorting noises
as Jodi's sweet, warm chaplain began fucking Jackie's
face, knowing she was watching. For her part, Jackie
didn't resist at all, and even began to play with her
pussy. Jodi shivered as she watched a real-life porno
happening right in front of her.
After a good minute of using Jackie's mouth, Matthew
pulled her off his cock, strings of slobber connecting
them to each other. "You were as good as you
promised," he said with a mischievous smile, to which
Jackie responded with a giggle. "But you weren't
planning on holding onto that condom all day, were
you?"
Jackie shook her head and eagerly reached for
Matthew's cock, which Jodi saw was veiny and much
bigger than her little improvised toys. The thought of
it pushing its way inside her sent Jodi over the edge,
leading her to slip Matthew's pen inside herself
again, just as Matthew said, "And I wouldn't say my
morals are so questionable. I'm very devoted to doing
my job well, after all. You could just ask Jodi, if
you doubt me."
---
From her vantage point, Jodi felt the thrill growing
with each moment. As the pair of adults shifted
positions slightly, the young girl was able to see
Jackie's big, beautiful breasts in profile, but more
of her attention was taken up by that nice big cock.
An image flashed into her mind, of her crawling out
from under the desk and up into Matthew's lap, sliding
her tiny virgin pussy down onto his dick, sucking on
Jackie's tits while the chaplain fucked her little
hole.
If only either of the adults would react positively to
her coming out...
"What the fuck does that little brat have to do with
anything?" Jackie asked with a derisive laugh while
unrolling the condom around Matthew's big, throbbing,
slobbery cock. "You do a good job listening to what
she has to cry about, and you think god rewards you
for it with my pussy?"
"Not exactly..." Matthew began, eyes locked with
Jodi's and a devious smile on her face. Jackie stood
before him, big soft tits pressing around his face as
she swung one leg up over his, positioning herself
above his thick dick. Jodi could see the woman's
glistening snatch was wide open, lips engorged with
arousal, just as her own were.
"You're just not thinking clearly, hon," Jackie
whispered as she brought her other leg up over his.
"All over your blow flow must be diverted away from
your brain to...somewhere else." Leg still in the air,
the sexy nurse lowered her hips, pressing down onto
the hard cock. Jodi couldn't hold in her moan as she
watched that throbbing cock disappear into the eager
pussy, but luckily her small whine of pleasure was
drowned out by Matthew's low groan and Jackie's
satisfied sigh.
---
"You're so naughty! Calling a sweet girl a brat. Maybe
you're the one who's a little brat!" Matthew said as
he smacked Jackie on the ass. "I bet a brat like you
needs a good pounding, don't you?"
"Yes!" Jackie all but screamed as Matthew began
bucking his hips upward.
Jodi watched as Jackie's ass jiggled with each thrust,
Matthew's heavy balls slapping against Jackie's
thighs. Jodi couldn't help but imagine Matthew fucking
her that hard, though she was sure it would split her
in two. All things considered, though, that might not
be a bad way to go, she figured. Wanting so badly to
be involved, Jodi began spanking her own ass softly in
time with Matthew's repeated slaps on Jackie's much
fuller bubble butt.
"Fuck this naughty brat!" Jackie moaned as Matthew
thrashed her pussy.
"I always take care of sexy little brats," Matthew
said, with a wink over Jackie's shoulder. He
immediately regretted it, but was far too aroused to
think clearly and couldn't help imagining precisely
what Jodi was imagining, if only in the corners of his
mind.
---
Matthew's wink as he thrust his cock up into the
moaning Jackie sent another thrill through young Jodi.
It felt so dirty and so fun sharing this secret with
an older man. He might not be willing to give her what
she REALLY wanted, but this private show was more than
she ever would have dreamed of a few days ago.
The hunger between the little nymph's legs grew
stronger. Being so close to such a nice-looking cock,
watching it slide in and out of a wet pussy while she
finger-fucked her own...Jodi's mind was completely
consumed by sex to a degree she'd never felt before.
Into her mind came a mental snapshot of the chaplain's
desk. There was a cross on the corner, she knew. A
smooth, heavy paperweight with rounded edges instead
of the square ones typically seen on crosses and
crucifixes.
Jackie's mind seemed to be similarly consumed as she
raised herself up and down to meet the powerful
thrusts of Matthew's cock. Her head fell back as he
buried his face in her tits, sucking the big nipples
powerfully. With both of them distracted, Jodi slipped
out from her hiding place and up onto the desk. When
Matthew came up for air, the sight that greeted him
shocked him enough to throw off his rhythm.
Little eleven-year-old Jodi laid back on his desk,
gown bunched up around her waist as she pushed the
cross slowly into her wet cunny. It wasn't quite as
thick as its owner's cock, but it was close, and it
was bigger than anything she'd fucked herself with
before. In...in..in...until the cross bars pressed
against her thighs, the longest section completely
inside her tight slit. Eyes locked with Matthews, she
increased the pace of the improvised fucktoy until she
matched the pace of the two lusty lovers in front of
her, all three of them fucking in unison.
---
Matthew's jaw dropped when he saw Jodi on top of his
desk. He mouthed "Get down!" over Jackie's shoulder,
but he also began fucking her even harder. He grabbed
her hips and thrust up into her like she weighed
nothing, like he would a certain someone who really
weighed next to nothing, if it wasn't so horribly
wrong.
To be honest, it was wrong for him to get so turned on
by what he was seeing, but he tried to rationalize it,
telling himself it was harmless. They weren't
touching, and the poor girl was getting a taste of the
adulthood she knew she was going to miss out on. It
was okay, right, that he was starting to wonder how he
could take a more direct approach to making her wish
come true?
For her part, Jodi was wiggling and squirming on the
paperweight he'd been given by his mentor when he
graduated from seminary. Still, she wanted to feel
hands on her ass, to moan into someone's neck as they
fucked her. It wasn't enough. She needed more. She
needed what Jackie was getting.
Almost on cue, Jackie bit into Matthew's neck,
muffling the screams of her orgasm against him, then
collapsing against his chest. "God, babe? You fucked
me that hard and I didn't make you cum?"
Jodi quickly realized that Jackie and Matthew's heavy
breathing was hardly enough to cover the sounds of her
fucking herself on the desk. She was terribly exposed,
and Jackie was coming to her senses.
---
With a satisfied sigh, Jackie lifted her head, kissing
Matthew on the mouth. A tiny tilt of the woman's head
was the only clue Jodi had that she might have heard
some of the noise the horny little girl was making,
but it was enough. She rolled to the side, tumbling
off of the desk with a loud clatter, theology books
and hospital reports spilling around her. Jackie's
head spun around, her eyes just barely missing the
bare legs as they vanished under the desk.
There was a long moment as Matthew and Jackie stated
at the new pile on the floor. The chaplain and the
patient held their breaths, unsure whether Jackie had
seen anything besides books and papers. Eventually
enough seconds passed that if she HAD seen Jodi, she
certainly would have said something, and Matthew
relaxed.
"For a second I thought..." Jackie began, mind still
slightly hazy in post- orgasmic bliss. She leaned to
the side, lifting off of the hard cock that pulsed
inside her cunt, trying to get a look under the desk.
Matthew acted quickly. He stood to his feet, knocking
Jackie off-balance, then wrapped an arm around her
waist to catch her. With surprising strength he tossed
her forward, where she collapsed over the desk, feet
on the floor. She giggled again as he stepped up
behind her, shoving her back down and pinning her head
to the desk as he thrust his cock back into her moist
twat.
With her head held in that position, Jackie couldn't
see her young patient as Jodi slipped out of her
hiding place again, kneeling with reach of the two
energetic fuck-mates as Matthew pounded the nurse's
snatch. Her own pussy was still gripping the cross
tightly, and she reached down, once again increasing
her pace until each slap of Matthew's pelvis on
Jackie's ass matched a slap of the cross on her
thighs.
---
Matthew locked eyes with Jodi as he pounded Jackie,
mesmerized by how enthusiastically the girl was
fucking herself with that cross. And Jodi couldn't
take her eyes off Matthew, especially given how Jackie
was no longer moaning, but only grunting (and if Jodi
could have seen it, drooling) with each thrust, taken
beyond words as Matthew absolutely wrecked her pussy.
He barely remembered who he was fucking, actually.
Matthew was caught between the sensation of the spasms
of a deliciously wet fuckhole and the naughty, but
somehow kind, gesture of giving Jodi a show to
remember.
All he was doing, though, was heightening Jodi's
frustration. She inched closer and closer, fucking
herself along the way until she was kneeling at
Matthew's feet, her face only inches from the action.
Wanting to be somehow involved in this almost bestial
fucking, Jodi reached out and touched Matthew's right
calf, savoring the sensation of it flexing and
relaxing each time he forced his cock deep inside
Jackie.
---
With Matthew's half-naked body so close to hers and
with the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips, Jodi
could almost imagine that the thrusts of his hips were
driving the hard shaft into her pussy. She wanted to
yell at Jackie to shut the fuck up and stop grunting
like a well-fucked animal in heat, but there was no
way she would risk doing something that would give up
her presence and bring a premature end to the most
exciting evening of her short life.
Well...maybe a little risk would be okay. The young
girl's eyes focused on the thick wet cock that Matthew
was fucking her nurse with, licking her lips with
desire. She wanted so much to touch it, to stroke it,
to feel the warmth of his cockflesh in the tiny palm
of her hand...but she couldn't do that without somehow
touching Jackie's body. Instead, she traced her small
hand up the young man's leg, moving around towards the
inside slowly...moving towards his balls. Not the most
exciting thing to touch, but still cock-adjacent...
With a silent scowl, Matthew knocked her hand away
before she was half way there. Jodi frowned and stuck
out her tongue at him. Without the strong hand holding
her down, Jackie lifted herself up on to her shoulders
and began to look around curiously, as though waking
from a dream. Just as swiftly as it had left, his hand
returned, once again pushing her down hard onto the
desk.
"Oooh, I love it when you're so forceful like that!"
Jackie giggled into the desk, then returned to her
grunts of pleasure and moaning laughter.
---
Matthew wasn't usually such a forceful lover, really.
Something about how Jackie had talked about Jodi set
him off, though. Talking about a girl who was so much
like his sister as though she were just some problem
child didn't sit right with him, and it made him feel
almost as though Jackie was the one who was beneath
concern. She was just a piece of meat to be used in
his demonstration for Jodi. And since he knew Jodi
expected sex to be like the porn she'd seen online, he
was getting quite rough with his busty, fleshy prop.
Jodi was only slightly deterred by Matthew's refusal
to let her participate more directly. Continuing to
plunge the cross inside herself, she rested her head
on Matthew's thigh, feeling the sway of his thrusting
hips. She could smell the latex wrapping his cock and
would have sworn she could feel a slight spray each
time his cock slammed inside Jackie.
Just as Jodi was nearing orgasm, Jackie began moaning,
rising above her grunts as she was also coming close
to climax. Jodi moaned into Matthew's leg as Jackie
bit her own lip,squealing as softly as she could, her
pussy trying to squeeze the cum out of Matthew. He was
the one person who didn't climax, though,as he really
wasn't terribly interested in Jackie anymore. He'd
made his show for Jodi, and now it was time for the
nurse to move on.
Motioning for Jodi to hide, he smacked Jackie's ass
one last time and said, "I'll grab your clothes, but
you'd better run along. We can't have all our fun in
one day."
---
The horny little girl had never experienced anything
so incredibly erotic. She'd never seen sexualized
nudity in person. She'd never touched a man while she
masturbated. She'd never fucked herself so hard or
with a toy so thick.
And as a result, she'd never cum so powerfully. The
young girl and the young woman found themselves pushed
over the edge at the same time, passionate squeals of
satisfaction mixing together, bouncing off the walls
of the small office. Jodi fell backwards onto the
floor, writhing happily as her pussy rhythmically
clenched and released the hard cross. Matthew looked
so gorgeous, still thrusting into Jackie as she and
Jodi had their mutual orgasm.
The dismissiveness in Matthew's voice almost made Jodi
laugh. Gone was that kindness and warm twinkle in his
eye. With his dress shirt torn open, sweat shone on
his muscular chest. He looked...well, exactly how Jodi
expected him to look, as all of her knowledge of sex
came from watching porn.
That knowledge meant Jodi assumed Jackie was about to
spin around to jerk and suck the chaplain's throbbing
sick until he emptied a load of thick cum on her face
and tits. As much as she wanted to see that happen up-
close, even in her well-fucked state Jackie would
notice her then. The little girl crawled back under
the desk, waiting for things to finish up.
---
Jodi was a bit disappointed when Matthew walked around
the desk and grabbed Jackie's clothes. He tossed them
to the panting nurse and said, "You owe me now," with
a wink. "Your pussy is mine next time I want to cum."
Jackie let out a low whine. She'd been hinting at her
submissive tendencies throughout this little quickie,
and Matthew had picked up on it perfectly. She nodded,
saying, "Yes, sir," before putting her clothes back
on. With a giggle, and a frustrated look at Matthew's
still-erect cock, Jackie kissed him on the cheek and
straightened herself out a bit before leaving the
office.
Matthew stripped the condom from his glistening,
throbbing cock, then turned to face the desk.
"Alright, now. Show's over," he said after he was
pretty sure Jackie was safely down the hall. "Come on
out."
---
Jodi listened with confusion as Matthew sent Jackie on
her way. Had she missed something? Most likely so.
He'd probably cum earlier inside the condom, and just
been more quiet about it. With a happy little sigh the
girl slid the cross from her dripping wet cunt, then
peeked her eyes over the edge of the desk.
The horny little virgin's eyes naturally settled on
the big hard cock that swung between Matthews legs as
he walked back to the pants he'd kicked out of. When
he met Jodi's wide eyes as they looked to his face, he
transformed, the hard dominant persona melting away
and the kind chaplain returning. His smile was almost
sheepish, now. Jodi worried that now that Jackie was
gone and the sex was over he would immediately regret
letting her watch.
"Thank you so much for that!" she said, afraid she
sounded too enthusiastic - but after what just
happened, nothing could contain her enthusiasm. She
stood fully to her feet, gown crumpled and wet on the
floor. Her smooth, hairless pussy was hidden behind
the desk, but her pert little nipples stuck out, still
firm and tender.
"You didn't give me much choice," came the reply,
along with a frown. "Jackie was already naked. It was
keep you hidden, of embarrass her horribly and skip
fucking her."
"Well...thank you anyway?" Jodi started the feel a bit
self-conscious. She'd never been naked with a man
before...and while Matthew was pulling up his pants,
his cock was still standing out, fully erect. Fuck
self-consciousness, she thought.
"I know you won't fuck me," she said with a frown,
"but maybe can I at least touch it?"
---
Matthew's cock twitched when Jodi asked if she could
touch it. He was hardly in his right mind still, and
he was well aware of this. Letting her have even a
little touch could lead places he wasn't prepared to
go. Still, he wanted to let the little darling down
easy. He pulled his boxers up and said, "Don't be
greedy, now. I think you've had quite enough for one
night."
He almost regretted putting his cock away, but there's
no way he could let this little girl make him cum.
Jodi couldn't see the regret in his eyes, though, as
hers were locked on what was now a bulge in his
boxers. A wet spot was spreading where precum
continued to leak from Matthew's cock.
Jodi stepped around the desk, leaving her gown behind
and starting to play with her pussy absentmindedly.
She looked up at Matthew's eyes with her best puppy-
dog look and asked, "Do you think I could touch it
through your boxers? I really appreciate you letting
me watch and everything, but I might not ever get
another chance to even go that far with a man..."
Matthew hesitated, his jeans at his knees. And Jodi
took that moment of hesitation as complete permission
to do what she wanted. She inched forward, looking him
in the eyes, until she was within reach. Then she put
her little hand out and gently brushed Matthew's cock
through his boxers, pulling her hand back as it
twitched violently in response. Her little touch had
almost made him cum, though she couldn't have realized
that.
---
Jodi giggled despite herself when Matthew's cock
jumped against her palm. Her hand tremored with
nervous energy as she reached out again, pressing
against the thick outline of her chaplain's big dick.
Of course, the young girl had no clue that it even WAS
a big dick; the only ones she'd ever seen before were
in porn, so this one simply seemed appropriately-sized
to her skewed perspective.
As the young girl pushed and prodded the bulge,
Matthew struggled to maintain his composure. He had a
great deal more sexual experience than one might
expect for someone in his profession, but despite all
that he was unprepared for the experience of having a
curious, horny preteen virgin eagerly fondling his
cock. As pressing turned to rubbing, remaining calm
became more challenging.
Of course, it likely didn't help that Jodi was
standing inches away from him, completely naked and
smelling strongly of fresh little-girl pussy. While
she explored his cock with one small hand, she worked
the other hand in her hairless cunny, sliding her
fingers through her wet slit in the same rhythm with
which she rubbed the cock. Sighing happily, she closed
her eyes, imagining that instead of her tiny fingers
it was this hot guy's thick manhood that was between
her legs.
---
Matthew closed his eyes, trying to steady his
breathing and hold back the pressure he felt building
inside his cock. Jodi's eager innocence was much more
attractive to him, somehow, than Jackie's lust. He
found himself wishing Jodi were 18...that her horny
curiosity were in a more appropriate body, then asking
himself why he thought it would be okay if she were
18, then asking why age was really so important.
That's when he realized he had to stop this. While
he'd been okay with slapping Jodi's hand away when he
was in his more dominant persona, the kind chaplain
needed to use his words.
Matthew opened his eyes and almost gasped. Jodi was
literally drooling as she gazed at his cock from less
than four inches away, her lower lip held between her
tiny teeth. "Jodi, I think that's enough, okay?" he
protested ineffectively, just as she slid aside the
thin fold of fabric that was restraining his cock.
When Matthew's cock practically jumped out of his fly,
landing squarely on Jodi's face. She giggled as she
took it in her hand and moved it away from her face, a
string of precum still connecting them. "I don't wanna
stop," she said simply.
---
Jodi had always taken pride in being an obedient,
helpful "big girl". She kept her room clean, finished
her homework on time, and always listened when adults
asked her to do something. Despite her arousal,
despite her curiosity, and despite how incredible it
was to actually be touching a cock, when Matthew
suggested she stop rubbing him, that disposition was
not easily shaken off.
But shake it off she did. Her matter-of-fact statement
of not wanting to let go of the first dick she'd ever
held was almost immediately followed by "Besides,
you're wrong. It isn't enough." With the throbbing
member still inches from her face, Jodi began to
stroke it again. Matthew noticed two things then: the
hand that now held his cock was not the same one, and
the motions of that hand smeared his length with slick
wet grool.
With an audible pout, Jodi acquiesced at last,
releasing Matthew's turgid cock. She didn't move an
inch, though, so her close-up view of the chaplain was
uninterrupted. The strand of precum still formed a low
dip from fat cockhead to cherubic cheek.
"Fine then." Jodi spoke with calm resolution, trying
hard to keep the defiance out of her voice and mostly
succeeding. "SOME guy is going to agree to fuck my
pussy and fulfill my dying fantasy. I just have to
keep asking." With a widening grin she added "I'm very
persistent. I bet one of my doctors would say yes. Or,
maybe the guy who cleans my room here each day.
Hmmm..."
---
Jodi had let go just in time, as Matthew could feel
she was just seconds from pushing him over the edge.
Stroking him with that slick hand was simply too much
for him to handle. But she had stopped, and Matthew
breathed a sigh of relief.
Then three things happened. He looked at her. She
teased him. And he lost it. His cock twitched as it
began to spurt cum all over the little girl's face.
Horrified, Matthew could only watch as rope after rope
of sticky, thick semen formed on Jodi's adorable face.
All he could say was, "Fuck."
Jodi gasped at first, then giggled as she finally got
to play a major part in the porn she'd been witnessing
in this office. Playing her role with enthusiasm, she
preened and posed as Matthew covered her face, then
played with the sticky cum, wiping it away from her
eyes and looking up at him. "Did I do a good job?" she
asked, realizing he hadn't actually had an orgasm
while he was fucking Jackie, and realizing she'd made
him cum where jiggly Jackie hadn't.
Matthew just stood with his mouth open, still in shock
over what happened. As he came to, he didn't answer
Jodi's question, but instead looked around the room
frantically. "We have to get you cleaned up. i can't
believe I let things go that far. Fuck fuck fuck fuck
fuck!"
---
A million thoughts raced through Jodi's mind as cum
splattered her face and dripped down to streak her
chest. Too many thing to keep straight or make sense
of, with the core of each of them being Holy shit, I
can't believe this is happening!! It was happening,
though, and Jodi took full advantage of the moment.
She scooped up some of the sticky warm cream from her
chest, playing with the strands that stretched from
finger to finger.
Matthew's reaction wasn't exactly what she'd been
hoping for, of course. She was so proud of herself for
making him cum - something even sexy, curvaceous,
grown-up Jackie couldn't do despite a good hard
fucking. Unfortunately rather than smiling back down
at her filthy, beaming face, the handsome man began
scrambling for something to clean her up with.
That wasn't okay with the horny little girl. While he
groped about for whatever it was he wanted, Jodi took
the opportunity to go grab her phone - the only other
thing she'd brought to the office - from the floor
beside the desk. The act of prancing over to it made
more cum smear down her face and drip around her
nipples. Bending over to pick it up left her bare
backside on display, pretty little pussy peeking out
between her smeared thighs.
At first Matthew probably thought she was helping,
going to get something to wipe herself clean. Then he
was likely briefly mesmerized by the sight of her
young body, bent over and just begging to be mounted
and fucked. By the time she straightened and he
realized she was actually attempting to take a cum-
coated selfie, it was too late.
---
A million thoughts raced through Jodi's mind as cum
splattered her face and dripped down to streak her
chest. Too many thing to keep straight or make sense
of, with the core of each of them being Holy shit, I
can't believe this is happening!! It was happening,
though, and Jodi took full advantage of the moment.
She scooped up some of the sticky warm cream from her
chest, playing with the strands that stretched from
finger to finger.
Matthew's reaction wasn't exactly what she'd been
hoping for, of course. She was so proud of herself for
making him cum - something even sexy, curvaceous,
grown-up Jackie couldn't do despite a good hard
fucking. Unfortunately rather than smiling back down
at her filthy, beaming face, the handsome man began
scrambling for something to clean her up with.
That wasn't okay with the horny little girl. While he
groped about for whatever it was he wanted, Jodi took
the opportunity to go grab her phone - the only other
thing she'd brought to the office - from the floor
beside the desk. The act of prancing over to it made
more cum smear down her face and drip around her
nipples. Bending over to pick it up left her bare
backside on display, pretty little pussy peeking out
between her smeared thighs.
At first Matthew probably thought she was helping,
going to get something to wipe herself clean. Then he
was likely briefly mesmerized by the sight of her
young body, bent over and just begging to be mounted
and fucked. By the time she straightened and he
realized she was actually attempting to take a cum-
coated selfie, it was too late.
---
Frowning, Jodi looked back and forth between Matthew
and her phone. What he was saying made some sense, and
yet...she wondered. At last, she shrugged a shoulder
and gave him a resigned smile.
"You keep hinting at maybe being willing to do more
with me someday. Well, someday isn't good enough for
me. I don't have a lot of somedays left." Jodi hopped
off of his knee and climbed up onto his desk, sitting
on the edge with her thighs spread. "I figure, either
you wanna fuck me, or you don't. And if you want to,
well...you're gonna have to trust me anyway."
Still full of nervous energy, the young girl opened
and closed her thighs repeatedly. "I'm going back to
my room. And I'm gonna look at that picture, and I'm
gonna fuck myself with your paperweight again,
imagining it's you inside of me." She slid to the
floor and went to redress herself. The tiny pair of
panties was soon a sticky mess of cum as she wiped her
face mostly-clean. Handing the lacy ball to Matthew,
who accepted it wordlessly, she shrugged again. "I
hope tomorrow...well. Decide."
With that, she walked to the door, phone in one hand
and cross in the other. The gown was still open in
back, exposing her cute little bum. Pausing to lean
against the door frame, the child, hornier and more
grown-up than her body would suggest possible, reached
up between her legs. Matthew watched as she pressed
the handle of the cross into herself again, little-
girl twat swallowing the shaft as she grunted and
moaned.
"Goodnight."
---
Needless to say, Matthew didn't sleep well that night.
He did, however, take those panties home with him. He
thought he should have thrown them away. He thought he
should have cleaned them up. He thought he should have
done a whole lot of things differently than he had.
But he let Jodi watch, let her make him cum, and when
he got home, he jerked off into her tiny, lacy
panties.
As the sun rose, and Matthew awoke from a couple hours
of restless sleep, he made a decision.
The morning was a blur. He worked out, showered, ate
breakfast, and then worked out again to try to burn
off some of the nervous energy that tortured him, all
to no avail. When he got in his car, he was a wreck.
Fortunately, he avoided wrecking the car on the way to
the hospital, but he didn't manage much more than
that. He was a zombie throughout his entire shift,
moving from room to room, floor to floor, putting on a
kind smile and saying soft words. None of it felt
real, though. Even Jackie's wink felt like it was
directed toward someone. this feeling of
disassociation confused him for almost the entire day.
Things came into focus for him, though, as he came to
Jodi's room a good five hours after his shift had
ended, when the hospital was quiet and the children
were all fast asleep. He hadn't felt like himself
because he wasn't someone who would spend all day
picturing an eleven year old's tiny cunt wrapping
itself around his cock. He wasn't someone who would
rationalize child molestation by telling himself it
was finally his chance to go the extra mile for his
sister, or at least someone so much like her. If that
wasn't him, though, who was the man who had just
opened Jodi's door and slipped inside without a word?
---
The confidence and sexual high Jodi felt as she walked
back down the hallway to her room were beyond anything
she'd yet experienced in her short life. With the back
of the gown open, anyone could see her cute little bum
wiggle with each step - and if they looked closely
enough, they would have seen the chunk of shiny black
plastic that stuck out from inside her preteen pussy.
Despite that confidence, Jodi hadn't truly factored
in how hard it would be to walk with the artificial
cock inside of her. Every step flexed her vaginal
walls around it differently, made it shift inside her
slightly, and drove her a little more mad with
pleasure.
Somehow she made it back to her room safety, though
along the way she'd turned a couple heads that were
confused by the strong smell of sex in the childrens'
hospital. None seemed to suspect that little Jodi
could have been the source, however. As soon as her
door closed behind her, the horny little girl let go.
She rushed to the bed, fell to her hands and knees,
and reached up through her legs to grasp the top of
the cross. It didn't take long of her fucking herself
in that position before she was screaming loudly into
her pillow, infinitely grateful that she didn't have
to try to stay quiet.
That confidence remained high through most of the next
morning. After sleeping in a sweaty, sticky mess of
both of their cum, she showered thoroughly, wanting to
be fresh and clean for whatever happened next. Each
time someone knocked on her door, Jodi was certain it
would be Matthew, come to apologize for being so
cautious before and confess that he wanted nothing
more than to pin her to the wall and thrust his cock
up into her virgin pussy.
When lunchtime came and went without a visit, Jodi
felt the first crack in her confidence form. Now, each
knock at the door and subsequent disappointment was a
new crack splintering her expectations. Long before
dinner time came, the young girl was a tempest of
anger, depression, and hormones. She'd resisted
touching herself all day long in anticipation of
something better to come, but it no longer looked
hopeful.
It was that frustrated, horny, hormonal state that
drove her to what happened next. It took her a while
later to think back and piece together the
conversation and the actions that led to it. The first
clear memory was the look in Matthew's eyes when they
met hers. That's when everything became more vivid.
For his part, Matthew wasn't too surprised when he
slipped into the young patient's room and found it
dark and empty. Light shone under the bathroom door,
and the muffled moans of a little girl could be heard.
He was surprised a moment later, however, when a man's
groan joined Jodi's moan. Matthew swung the door open,
eyes locking onto Jodi's as the horny little slut
bobbed her head back and forth on the cock of her
pediatric oncology resident. Despite the shock, she
didn't miss a beat as she sucked and slobbered the
young man's dick.
The doctor was considerably less calm about being
caught. He froze when the door opened, eyes going wide
with guilt. Matthew saw the man - wasn't his name
Alex? And hadn't he just gotten married? - lock onto
the intruder's name badge and the word "CHAPLAIN"
printed below it. With a loud "Fuck!" the man stepped
back away from Jodi's eager mouth, thick strands of
saliva still connecting cock to lips.
---
As Matthew looked from Alex to Jodi, the little girl
smirked, met his eyes, and leaned further toward the
resident to continue what she'd been doing. He jumped
back from her, causing her to scowl, then stumbled
into the wall, mouth moving wordlessly.
Matthew's eyes turned cold as he saw the fear in the
MD's eyes. "Get back to work. We're going to talk, but
for now you should be saving lives instead of,"
Matthew could hardly muster any judgmental language,
given what he'd come here to do, "...this."
Ignoring Alex as he zipped up his pants, not even
bothering to wipe his cock clean, Matthew turned to
Jodi. She sat on the toilet, playing with herself and
looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. Saliva
coated her lips, making them glisten in the
fluorescent light. The only sound for half a minute
was the wet sloshing of Jodi's fingers entering
herself.
Slosh. Slosh. Slosh. Slosh. Slosh...Zip.
Matthew stepped toward the little girl, his cock in
his hand. Pressing it against her lips, he looked with
every bit of desire he'd directed toward Jackie. He
moved his hips slightly, shuddering as Jodi's lips
parted to accept his fully hard cock. As she looked up
at him, his cock steadily filling her mouth and poking
into her throat, Matthew only said one thing.
"You're mine."
---
The disappointment that Jodi felt when Matthew sent
the doctor running in shame didn't last long. She
could see the jealousy in his eyes and the bulge in
his pants well enough to know that whatever decision
he'd come to, he wouldn't be leaving this bathroom
without fucking her mouth. That was what she really
wanted. Alex's cock was nice - a bit on the small
side, she thought, but for her small, inexperienced
body that maybe wasn't a bad thing - but nothing like
Matthew's.
His cock entered her mouth and slid across her tongue,
disrupting the grin that was spread across her pretty
face. With a deep breath, Jodi took him into her
throat easily. Years of suffering intense nausea and
having to swallow vile medicines and contrast
solutions had left her with an iron stomach and no gag
reflex to speak of. The feeling the smooth cockhead
rubbing the back of her throat was exquisite, but the
look of shock and hunger on Matthew's face when his
balls came to rest on her chin and he realized how far
down her throat his length had travelled was even more
thrilling. She swallowed once, muscles contracting
around his shaft, and the chaplain pulled back,
gasping at the pleasure.
Jodi gasped for air as well, even more drool
connecting cock to lips than has been the case with
Alex.
"No, YOU are MINE," she teased back with a wink, then
leaned forward to take the dirty chaplain back into
her mouth.
---
How can this little girl actually deepthroat better
than any woman I've had? Matthew stared at Jodi in
shock as she leaned forward and impaled herself on his
cock. She wasted no time in taking him completely down
in an attempt to replicate the more extreme porn she'd
watched. She grabbed his thighs, holding herself in
place as she began to drool, saliva leaking from her
mouth and coating Matthew's balls. He watched as her
eyes began to roll back into her head, the stubborn
little girl refusing to take a breath.
When Matthew was finally able to react and pulled Jodi
off of his cock, she gasped for breath, looked up at
him, and said, "What's the matter? Scared?" before
shoving herself back down on his cock.
Whether she realized it or not, he was scared out of
his wits. Of course, he was concerned about having an
11 year old sucking his cock. Even more, though, he
could feel himself falling. He had been teetering on
the edge of an unhealthy interest in Jodi since he'd
met her, but that teetering had stopped. He was
becoming downright obsessed with the little girl, and
the sheer force of her lust was dragging him down more
and more quickly. As she began to bob up and down,
Matthew's cock wrapped tightly in her tiny, tight
throat, he saw his hands, as if they were someone
else's, tangle themselves in her hair.
---
Jodi swelled with pride as the chaplain wove his
fingers into her hair, holding onto her tightly to
better fuck her mouth. Twenty-four hours ago she had
been depressed and frustrated that she would never get
to have sex. Now, she was sucking the cock of a man
two or three times her age - the second cock a grown-
up had let her put in her mouth that night.
Never before had the young girl felt so dirty...so
horny...so sexy. Never before had she felt so ALIVE.
Ironic that such a feeling would come so soon after
she found out how quickly she was actually dying.
Was that irony? Jodi couldn't remember. She didn't
care to think about it. This was the filthiest thing
she'd ever done in her life, and she was going to
enjoy it fully. With Matthew holding her hair and
thrusting his big dick in and out of her mouth, there
wasn't much for her to do but suck, swirl, and breath.
Apparently that was enough, though, because he seemed
out of his mind with pleasure and lust.
Jodi's hand returned to her pussy, fingering the wet
slit while her head bobbed on her chaplain's large
dick. She found herself wondering what he was praying
for. Forgiveness? Thanks? Praise?
Leaning back, Jodi let the huge, slobbery member loose
to bob back and forth. She lowered herself to lean in,
licking the underside of his shaft from tip to balls,
which she eagerly licked, then sucked gently one at a
time. Her small hand held the dick out to the side,
jerking him with a skill that seemed impossible for
someone who had touched a cock for the first time only
hours before.
---
While Jodi's mind wandered, Matthew's was hardly able
to function. He simply couldn't let it. A girl who was
under his care, and who should maybe have been excited
about her first kiss, was sucking on his balls,
jerking his shaft, and quickly bringing him toward
orgasm. He dreaded the return of actual, functional
thought.
For now, there was only sensation, and it was
intoxicating. Jodi applied just the right amount of
suction to his balls, and her hand worked his shaft
perfectly. He could already see, in his mind, a repeat
of the previous night's messy scene. That was hardly
what he'd come here to do, though.
Matthew yanked back on the little girl's hair, pulling
her off his balls. "It's your turn, young lady," he
said with a wink, as he reached down, grabbed the tiny
girl under her arms and lifted her up. Pinning the
tiny thing against the wall, he positioned his head
right between her legs and began to lick her inner
thighs, making a show of sucking on them loudly,
popping and slurping noises tracing his way up her
legs.
Jodi squirmed in his arms, as each kiss and lick felt
like a jolt of electricity running through her body.
She'd managed to touch a couple of cocks in the last
two days, but this was what she wanted even more.
Someone was finally going to touch her.
---
Even though Jodi was tiny compared to the big, strong
man who stood before her, fucking her virgin mouth
with his adult cock, being lifted into the air made
her feel even smaller. He threw her legs over his
shoulders, pressing her into the wall, and when she
felt him kiss the smooth lips of her cunny, her body
melted.
The little girl had read about how incredible it felt
to have a guy lick your pussy, of course. She'd read
just about every perspective about sex she could find
- though admittedly her favorite things was just to
find more and more exciting fuck-videos to watch - and
lots of women seemed to prefer it to getting fucked
with a nice cock.
All of Jodi's doubts about that being possible melted
away as Matthew probed her horny little twat with his
tongue. One hand grabbed the back of his head, pulling
her hips forward and pressing her wet pussy to his
mouth with all the fervor of an eleven-year-old girl
getting her cunt expertly tongued. Her other hand
reached up, bracing against the ceiling of the
bathroom.
"Oh my god! Thank you!" As Jodi began, Matthew first
assumed it was just a normal excited verbal
ejaculation, but no - the horny little girl was
praying. "Thank you so much for sex! And thank you for
sending Matthew to me to teach me how good my body can
feel!!"
---
With that strange, heartfelt prayer, Jodi opened
Matthew's eyes. As Jodi rubbed her tiny little wet
pussy on his mouth, she wasn't coating him in sin, she
was washing away all his guilt. All the regret he felt
about not being there for his little sister fell from
his shoulders as he realized he was doing God's work.
He was showing this little girl that God loved her,
that she wasn't abandoned.
After all, Jodi was right that she wasn't just a
little girl. Before God's eyes, there are no little
girls and big men - there are only children of God.
And in flicking this preteen's clit with the tip of
his tongue, Matthew was caring for one of those
children in the only way she could accept and the only
way left, given the failure of medicine to heal her.
Matthew knew that there was one things for which Jodi
had prayed, above all others. All the licking and
sucking, for her porn-addled mind, was only
preliminary to the hard and fast pounding she knew for
certain a woman was meant to take in order to truly be
a woman.
Leaning back from Jodi's tiny, deliciously wet slit,
Matthew looked up at her. "Are you ready to get
fucked, Jodi?"
---
Despite all the horrible, unfair things in her life,
Jodi was happy and thankful. Sure, most girls her age
didn't have to deal with the problems she'd had to
face, but most eleven-year-old girls also weren't
lucky enough to have a hot older man like Matthew
agree to fuck their tiny pussies. Her friends at
school were all worked up over the cute boys in the
grade above theirs, while Jodi had her thin legs
wrapped around a grown-up who was closer in age to
their teacher.
"Oh jeez! Oh-oh gosh!" Jodi stammered. "Wait, don't
stop!"
The horny little nymph never though she would say
"wait" if a man ever offered to fuck her virgin twat –
but then she'd never felt a man's tongue on her clot
before either. She pushed Matthew's head forward
again, urging him to continue his holy work on her
pretty lil' pussy.
---
Matthew chuckled into Jodi's wetness, then began
sucking on her little labia. Perhaps I am hers, after
all, he mused. Perhaps I'm her angel...but then she's
mine, as well. Every little gasp and moan delighted
him, encouraging him to explore her more deeply.
As his tongue swirled around her clit, teasing it with
the occasional flick, Matthew slid one of his hands
inward, slipping it under her legs. He began with only
one finger, though he'd seen in person that she could
handle more. One knuckle, then two. One whole finger,
then two. Soon her was stuffing the tiny preteen's
cunt with thee fingers, pumping them in and out as he
slurped and licked her.
Jodi squirmed and twisted on his shoulders, crossing
her ankles behind his back to hold him in place. She
bit her lip to keep from making too much noise and
dreamed of a time when she could scream as loud as she
wanted.
---
When the tongue on her pussy was joined by Matthew's
fingers, Jodi almost lost control. She'd finger-fucked
herself hundreds of times, but adding that feeling to
the almost-overwhelming pleasure of being eaten out
was exquisite.
"Yesyesyes Thank you so much! Oh fuck this feels so
good moremoremore pleeease!" Jodi whispered the words
as softly as she could manage, but with how close
Matthew was to making her cum on her tongue, that
control was slipping.
Matthew wasn't sure whether the little girl was
thanking him or thanking god FOR him. He certainly
hadn't heard "fuck this feels so good" in any prayers
before, but there were many things about his
relationship with Jodi that fell into the "Never
Before" category.
Still occasionally sputtering filthy encouragement,
Jodi writhed around on the shoulders of her
experienced...Lover? Teacher? Playmate? Fuck-buddy?
She wasn't sure what the appropriate term was, or if
in fact there WAS an appropriate term for the filthy
sort of relationship they had. Certainly most other
people wouldn't think there was ANYTHING appropriate
about what they were doing, term or otherwise.
Fuck them. No...
"...Fuck meee there yes thank you god thank you oh god
YES AAAMMMMEEEEEEEEENNNN!!"
Jodi's little body began spasming as she lost control,
pushed into the most wonderful orgasm of her young
life by the hands of god.
---
Matthew held Jodi tightly as she twitched and shook
before finally lowering her from the wall and cradling
her in his arms. It felt right, somehow, to hold her
like the little girl her body would lead one to
believe she was. After all, he'd finally reconciled
his desire to care for Jodi with his desire to fuck
her. So what would be wrong about holding her that way
after such an intense orgasm?
He carried her out of the bathroom and over to her
bed, stroking her hair as she continued to gasp and
pant, lying limply in his arms. She simply didn't know
what to do with her body after her brush with heaven.
Laying her down on the bed, Matthew sat in the chair
beside her bed and waited for her to settle down.
The little girl looked absolutely exhausted, and
Matthew couldn't imagine she could handle more that
night. He did need to say one thing to her, though.
"We have to trust each other, Jodi. That means you
need to trust that I'm going to be here for you, okay?
So don't go fooling around with anyone else, alright?"
---
Jodi opened her eyes, looking around the familiar
hospital room with surprise. How did I get back in
bed? Her body still tingled and twitched in the
aftermath of her first orgasm at the hands - but
really, his mouth did most of the work - of another
person. Not just any person, either, but her
incredibly hot and incredibly dirty chaplain.
There he was, sitting patiently beside her bed. Jodi
could see that his body was full of tension, though
she wasn't certain the source. The position made her
think of all of those mornings waking up to one of her
parents keeping silent, sleepless vigil over her
sleeping form. She sat up swiftly, leaning forward
over the edge of the bed to plant a kiss on the lips
of the man god had sent to take her virginity.
The girl's soft, small tongue pressed against the
tender pressure of his bigger, rough tongue. Her hands
reached over the space between them, bracing against
Matthew's thighs instead of the edge of the hospital
bed. Her mind was more clear now, and despite the
mind-blowing release he'd just given her, all she
could think about. was having him stretch out her
pussy with that beautiful cock.
Jodi sat back to a ready-to-pounce position, a goofy
grin on her face. She was vaguely aware that he'd
asked her a question, but it had faded from her mind
along with the other feelings. A long silence filled
the space between them as Matthew waited for an answer
and Jodi waited for him to pounce.
"Sooo..." she said at last, then giggled. "You're
gonna fuck me now, right?" It was never this weird or
awkward in the videos she watched!
---
Matthew frowned slightly, frustrated by the girl's
single-mindedness. Couldn't she see this was important
to him? He had just opened his mouth again, "Jodi, I-"
when she interrupted him.
"You scared away the other cock that was going to fuck
me. That's not fair. So you owe me a cock. Now." Jodi
sat back and spread her tiny pussy, saying, "Don't you
like me?" with a teasing pout.
Matthew's heart raced and, more importantly, his cock
ached. He had pulled Jodi away from it earlier and it
longed to be inside her. He'd experienced firsthand
how incredibly wet and tight the little girl was, and
she was begging him for his cock. They did still need
to talk about the rules of their little relationship,
but for now he hadn't finished fulfilling Jodi's wish.
Matthew stood, kicked off his shoes, slipped out of
his pants, and leaned forward onto the bed. Jodi
giggled as he loomed over her, and wrapped her arms
around his neck, saying, with a wink, "Don't be too
gentle, k? I'm a big girl."
---
Even the night before Jodi hadn't gotten to see
Matthew's naked body. Doing so now thrilled her in
ways she couldn't describe. Broad chest, nicely
defined musculature, big throbbing cock...all of it
was so incredibly hot. As she pulled him down over her
and her other arm found his firm butt, squeezing it,
she realized what was even more arousing about the
whole situation.
Matthew had stripped naked and climbed on top of her
in her own bed! Even when she masturbated she
typically kept her covers over her lap for when a
nurse of doctor or cleaning person or whoever
inevitably came in at the wrong time. If someone came
in now and saw Matthew's naked ass rising and falling
as he drove his cock in and out of her horny, wet
pussy, the consequences would be even more drastic.
And yet he was willing to risk that for her. Was it
his desire to give her what she wanted more than
anything, or his desire to feel her virgin pussy
wrapped around his dick? Jodi thought that-
And then her train of thought was derailed as the hard
cock pressed gently before her wet cuntlips. Matthew
held the base of his dick, controlling its movement,
teasing up and down her moist slit, from the tender
clit at the top to the hungry fuckhole at the bottom.
With just the merest movement, he inched forward, and
his beautiful, shining cockhead disappeared inside of
Jodi.
Immediately, the horny nymph wrapped her legs around
the chaplain's back and pulled. He was far too strong
for her to pull down with her thin legs, so instead
the movement lifted her bum off the bed, impaling her
cunt further on Matthew's motionless cock.
---
Having never fucked a scrawny eleven year old before,
Matthew was surprised to find Jodi clinging to his
cock and, as he attempted to thrust into her, simply
moving along with his body. The tiny thing would
require a particularly hands-on approach if she was to
be fucked properly.
Bracing himself with one hand, Matthew grabbed Jodi's
little butt with the other. "Here we go," he said with
a smile as he began to push her onto his cock. He
thrust forward with his hips as he forced her further
onto his cock. She was almost unbearably tight, but
she showed no signs of pain. Whether that was because
she was so excited or because she'd been fucking
herself with every hard object she could get a hold
of, Matthew was unsure.
After a few thrusts, and more than a little muted
squealing on Jodi's part Matthew had buried himself
fully inside her tiny twat. He hadn't actually thought
it possible, but now that he was assured of her
ability to handle him, he took her by the waist and
began to pump. He pumped in and out of her, his
powerful muscles pulling back and thrusting forward.
And he began to pump her on his cock. It was strangely
masturbatory, almost as if he was using Jodi as a
tight, wet cocksleeve.
---
Whatever physical things someone might consider to be
Jodi's virginity she had lost a long time ago to the
myriad improvised fucktoys she'd stolen from the
playroom and adapted to her less-childlike playtime
needs. That didn't mean there was no discomfort; while
she'd fucked herself with some big toys, none were as
thick as his wonderful cock. What it DID mean was that
while she had long dreamed of "losing her virginity"
she didn't feel like she was losing anything right
now.
This was all gain, not loss. Her slick wet pussy
eagerly accepted the adult cock that should have been
too large for it.
As Matthew's body moved above her, thrusting his cock
in to her again and again, it became impossible to
stay quiet. Always before she'd been so good at it,
but when she was masturbating she had control over the
pleasure. There was no controlling Matthew, who was
over twice her size.
Not that Jodi wanted or needed him to be controlled.
She needed to control herself and her own rising
squeals of pleasure as her volume rose each time that
big dick stretched out her cunt. Pulling her pillow
down over her face, she let loose. The pillow muffled
things so the sound wouldn't leave her room but to the
man who was somehow balls-deep in her preteen pussy
her words were clear.
"Oh god yes yes yes fuck me Matthew! Fuck me tiny
pussy so good with that big beautiful cock! Mmmm thank
you so much! Yesss shit I can feel you throbbing
inside my cunt...fuck!!"
...
Between how tight and wet the little girl's pussy was
and the fact that Matthew hadn't fucked without a
condom in years, he found he was barely hanging on
within a couple minutes of entering Jodi. But once her
filthy mouth got going, he knew he simply couldn't
much more.
Jodi's filthy encouragement continued to pour from her
mouth as she did her best to impale herself, over and
over, on his throbbing cock, wanting so badly to reach
an orgasm that would exceed the bliss she'd felt
earlier. Before he said anything, the little girl saw
the change in him - the fire in his eyes and the throb
of his cock within her.
Matthew managed to gasp out a breathy, "Fuck, so
close! Your pussy is..." but before he could finish
his sentence, everything turned upside-down. The
waifish little girl who he thought he'd had pinned
down beneath him somehow managed to push him off
balance. They rolled to the side, her legs around his
waist and pussy gripping his cock keeping them
together as they fell off of the bed. It was less than
a foot to the floor - all the beds at the children's
hospital were small and low - but Matthew still had
the wind knocked out of him when he hit the floor,
sexy little girl landing atop him.
Jodi didn't seem to be bothered at all by the fall.
Instead, she took advantage of the fact that the shock
of the fall had interrupted the chaplain's coming
orgasm to ride his thickness a bit longer. She
couldn't let him cum yet, that much she knew. Or,
rather, she WOULDN'T. She gazed down into his eyes,
licking her lips in silence as she worked her little-
girl hips up and down, faster and faster.
"Good god, Jodi!" Matthew groaned, surprising himself
by how easily he took the lord's name in vain. "You
ride cock like a fucking pro! Gonna make me-"
At that moment, Jodi's little twat started spasming
around his cock. She writhed in his lap briefly, and
he prepared himself to cum with her, to cum inside of
her and leave her pussy a filthy mess of his jizz.
Before he could, though, Jodi slid herself off him.
Body writhing on his chest, pussy still quivering on
the inside as warm, intense shivers spread through
her, she found the presence of mind to reach to the
side and grab Matthew's balls. They were heavy with
cum, and with a bit of gentle attention or a small
stroke of her hand on his shaft they would have
exploded their contents all over her tiny body.
Instead, she squeezed them just a bit too tightly. Not
so much to be painful, but certainly uncomfortable. It
lasted less than two seconds, but the effect was
immediate. Matthew groaned with frustration.
"You don't get to cum yet. No. Fucking. Way." Jodi's
face was inches from his, and the fervor with with she
told him the rules seemed out of place on her cute
little face. "I've read about guys take a long time
to get hard again, or even worse have all sorts of
regret after they cum. Last night you covered my face
with jizz but barely touched me. Well tonight you
don't get to cum until I'm done getting fucked better
than I've ever dreamed. And even then, it's only a
MAYBE."
---
Matthew took quite a while to process all that had
happened. It was one thing for the little tease to
look him in the eyes as she blew that Alex jackass.
But for her to say she might not even let him cum
after he'd brought her to orgasm twice? The little
girl must be crazy!
He grimaced and grabbed her, reversing their positions
once again. While Jodi had used every bit of strength
in her tiny body, as well as some clever positioning,
to flip Matthew over, he hardly needed to exert so
much effort. Now that he wasn't seconds away from an
orgasm, he had no trouble in pinning Jodi once again.
And this time he had no intention of letting her go.
Positioning his cock right at the entrance to the
greedy little cunt's greedy little cunt, Matthew
looked her in the eyes, expecting to see some kind of
fear, or at least irritation at not getting her way.
But all he saw was excitement. The only way he could
keep Jodi from having her way was to walk out of the
room right now. And with how incredible sex with her
had been, and promised to be (he realized, somewhere
in his mind, that he no longer doubted he'd be fucking
Jodi every chance he got), he wasn't going to be
leaving this room until he had to.
He thrust forward and Jodi squealed in glee, her wet
pussy hardly satisfied by her two orgasms. She had
months of pent up hormones spurring her on, and the
frustration that powered Matthew's increasingly rough
thrusts simply couldn't compete.
---
As thrilling as it was to have Matthew be so forceful
with her, to flip her around, pin her down, and shove
his cock back inside her greedy little fuckhole, Jodi
wouldn't just let him take control. She moaned with
unbridled lust as his big dick stretched open her fat
pussylips and filled her insides with more than a cunt
like hers was supposed to take.
Then again, was an eleven-year-old pussy supposed to
take any dick at all? On the one hand, if the point of
sex was to make babies, then no, a tiny pre-fertile
cunt like hers wasn't "ready" for cock. On the other
hand, god DID make sex pleasurable; maybe the world
had gotten everything wrong. Maybe god meant
prepubescence to be a time for little girls to get to
enjoy as much wanton fucking with as many men as they
wanted before pregnancy became an issue!
Jodi giggled to herself. Matthew probably would have
enjoyed a philosophical discussion about that, but he
also likely wouldn't have liked to know she was
thinking about something other than how incredible his
fat cock felt inside of her. And, FUCK, did it feel
good!
This wasn't the way it was going to work, though.
"Ugh, you asshole!" Jodi's legs were splayed out to
the sides in lotus position, and as Matthew pulled
back, preparing to thrust in again, she brought her
knees in towards her chest. "Knock it off for a
second." She pushed him away with her knees against
his chest, and he froze, just his head between her
lips.
"Look, obviously you're strong enough that if you
wanted to you could fuck me any way you like and cum
all you want. But that doesn't mean I can't make you
regret it. And you will. I WANT you to fuck me every
which way - but if you cum before I tell you to..."
she trailed off, shaking her head.
---
When Jodi stopped shaking her head and looked Matthew
in the eyes, awaiting his response, she got one. The
big man, easily strong enough to do just what she'd
said, whined. "But you feel so good..."
She nodded in affirmation and spread her legs again,
mocking, "In you go, big boy." Matthew wasted no time
in stuffing his cock back inside her, and fucked her
just as hard as he had been before, and wanted just as
badly to cum. But now the connection between the force
of his thrusts and the his desire to cum had changed.
Little Jodi, with her filthy mouth and nasty mind, had
stepped in the middle somehow. If he wanted to cum, he
needed to fuck this little girl's brains out so she'd
allow it.
He grabbed Jodi's hips, holding her in place as he
pumped in and out of her juicy juvenile pussy,
grinding every so often against her clit when he was
balls deep. He watched her carefully, responding to
each gasp and moan, trying to bring her the most
pleasure he could.
And he added one last element, that he thought would
please her even more: his voice, telling her just what
he thought she wanted to hear. "You're so good, Jodi!
I've never fucked someone as good as you! I think
you've ruined sex with other women for me..."
---
When Jodi stopped shaking her head and looked Matthew
in the eyes, awaiting his response, she got one. The
big man, easily strong enough to do just what she'd
said, whined. "But you feel so good..."
She nodded in affirmation and spread her legs again,
mocking, "In you go, big boy." Matthew wasted no time
in stuffing his cock back inside her, and fucked her
just as hard as he had been before, and wanted just as
badly to cum. But now the connection between the force
of his thrusts and the his desire to cum had changed.
Little Jodi, with her filthy mouth and nasty mind, had
stepped in the middle somehow. If he wanted to cum, he
needed to fuck this little girl's brains out so she'd
allow it.
He grabbed Jodi's hips, holding her in place as he
pumped in and out of her juicy juvenile pussy,
grinding every so often against her clit when he was
balls deep. He watched her carefully, responding to
each gasp and moan, trying to bring her the most
pleasure he could.
And he added one last element, that he thought would
please her even more: his voice, telling her just what
he thought she wanted to hear. "You're so good, Jodi!
I've never fucked someone as good as you! I think
you've ruined sex with other women for me..."
---
Just as Jodi saw Matthew as unraveling, he saw himself
as going through something more like a refining
process. He'd been so selfish in how he'd approached
Jodi. Of course he was here to please the little girl,
not himself. He had years of sex ahead of him, and she
had only this one year. He was really starting to
wonder, though, if his words were truer than he had
realized. Was there going to be a better fuck than
this "tiny preteen pussy?"
The thought that Jodi might be the best he'd ever have
spurred him on to make the most of his chance with
her. He was going to make this girl crave his cock
even more than she had before. She'd have something to
look forward to, every day he could get a hold of her.
Matthew took a break from pounding Jodi's tight hole
to explore her body a bit more. Slowly sliding in and
out of her, he groped her tiny body all over,
beginning by teasing her hard little nipples with a
finger that seemed much too large.
---
All of Jodi's recent fantasies had focused in on that
one central desire: the feel an actual man's cock
slide inside of her wet pussy and fuck her full of
cum. Of course she loved to touch herself in all sorts
of other places as well, but she was naive enough that
the increased pleasure was still some surprise when
Matthew began caressing her body with his hands. As he
did, she rubbed his strong arms with her hands,
feeling the ripple of his muscles.
"Mmmm...you make me feel so gooood," she purred. Her
feet on the floor, knees up beside Matthew, Jodi began
lifting up onto her toes, raising her hips up to meet
the downward thrust. "Keep this up and I'll probably
let you cum..."
Jodi had to stifle a giggle as she teased her godsend.
What she actually wanted was for him to cum a half
dozen times...in her wet pussy...her warm mouth...her
tiny asshole...plus a few loads to rub into her skin
would be nice.
Almost as much as she wanted that, though, she wanted
to let go, to scream and shout and cum as loudly as
she wanted. That wasn't an option here in her room.
Even as it was, with each passing minute there was a
greater risk of a nurse walking in to check on her and
finding her pinned to the floor, legs splayed open and
cunt lips gripping Matthew's throbbing dick.
She had to take him to a different room, and she knew
just the place...as soon as she mustered the willpower
to tell him to stop pushing his cock in and out of her
pussy. Just a few more moments....mmmmm...
When Matthew's cock had first slid between her legs,
Jodi had wondered if anything could ever feel as good.
Now, what her experienced - Lover? Teacher? Fuckbuddy?
- was doing to her was somehow even more wonderful.
Her nipples stuck out, big and hard on the soft skin
of her mostly-flat chest. Matthew's hands slid across
her skin, massaging and caressing, but kept returning
to those firm nubs.
Almost every part of Jodi's reactions - her shudders,
moans, or whines - were completely uninhibited. Only
her voice was held back, the scream she wanted to let
out kept captive for fear it would draw unwanted
attention. Matthew could read her easily, and it
wasn't long before he knew exactly what would make her
feel the best from moment to moment, even when she
couldn't articulate it herself.
Those strong hands found Jodi's nipples again,
squeezing and pinching harder than before. She'd
played with her nipples while masturbating in the
past, but never with this intensity and never while
being fucked and never both at the same time (despite
all the radiation she'd been bombarded with, she
hadn't grown a third arm). The pleasure grew and grew
until the little girl was writhing around, every touch
feeling both exquisitely good and more intense than
she could handle.
"Harder Harder HARDER!!" Jodi begged, her voice
getting a bit too loud. She grabbed Matthew's wrists
in her small hands, holding them tightly in place on
her nipples. Matthew obliged, hips still pushing his
fat cock in and out of her tiny cunt.
---
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Matthew knew it was
foolish to fuck an eleven year old in a room where
nurses came by to check on her regularly. The back of
his mind, however, was hardly what he was paying
attention to. So when Jodi started getting too loud,
Matthew didn't cover her mouth or hush her. No, when
Jodi got too loud, Matthew grinned and decided it was
time to try to push his perfect fuck over the edge. He
continued to pump in and out of her pussy as he
observed her. Matthew watched her little chest rise
and fall as she squirmed under his pinching, twisting
hands. He listened to her ragged breathing and focused
on her desperate, unfocused eyes.
"Harder, Jodi? I hope you're ready to be fucked harder
than I've fucked any woman before..." Matthew grinned
as he told the gasping girl exactly what she wanted to
hear, meaning every word. He'd never fucked a girl
with whom he could be quite so forceful. She was just
so little, he could pound her as hard as he
wanted...so he did.
Slipping one hand away from her nipples, Matthew
gripped Jodi tightly by the waist and abruptly began
to fuck her as hard and fast as he could. The little
girl was letting out grunts and squeaks that made her
resemble an animal more than a pornstar, all while
Matthew continued to work on her sensitive little
nipples.
---
Matthew's promise to to fuck her harder than he'd
fucked anyone before, and his subsequent increase in
intensity, pushed Jodi ever nearer to the edge.
Whether it was her high pain tolerance from years of
sickness, or the fact that her little body was still
in the middle of growing (it didn't know that it would
never make it to adulthood), her tiny pussy took the
pounding with ease.
Of course, the incredible fucking wasn't completely
without discomfort. It was simply that the sting as
Matthew's legs slapped loudly against Jodi's bum over
and over, the near-crushing force of his hands on her
nipples, and the just-too-full feeling of his fat cock
in her cunt, were somehow pleasurable feelings despite
the tinge of pain. Tears came to Jodi's eyes unbidden,
and she worried that Matthew would see them and stop
what he was doing.
It didn't matter, because in that moment, he pushed
her over the edge. Jodi felt the inside of her pussy
tremble, and had just enough presence of mind to grab
one of Matthew's wrists and drag it to her mouth,
biting his hand to hold back the scream inside. The
ecstasy within her cunt burst out across her skin, the
tight fuckhole gripping the grown man's huge cock,
spasming around it. From the look on his face the
young girl could tell it felt amazing to him as well,
but it wasn't time yet.
"Don't...you...fucking...cum...yet!!!" Each word was
grunted, the ferocity in her eyes and voice a strong
warning. "Or ELSE!!"
---
Matthew bit his lip hard, even drawing a drop of
blood, as he held himself back. He quickly released it
though, shifting his attention from his own body to
the tiny frame beneath him. The only way he'd manage
to keep his own body under control was to stop
dwelling on it and serve the preteen succubus who was
so expertly pushing him around.
And serve he did. The little girl wanted more, despite
having just succumbed to a body-shaking orgasm, so he
would give her more. He pulled out of her and lifted
her up from the floor while she still gasped and
squirmed. All but slamming her onto the bed, Matthew
bent Jodi over its edge, her feet dangling, and placed
his cock against her pussy once again.
"Ready to show me how much better you fuck than that
nasty nurse Jackie?" he asked, leaning over her to
whisper in her ear.
Jodi responded with an enthusiastic nod, so happy she
found someone to help her with her wish. It was one
thing for Matthew to say she was the best he'd had. It
was quite another to compare her directly to the woman
Jodi had seen him fucking just the day before. Was he
really going to take her so roughly? Her question was
answered as she felt his hand on the back of her neck
and his much-too-large cock forcing its way inside her
stubbornly tight pussy.
---
In the moments following her subsiding orgasm, Jodi
had intended to get Matthew to sneak off with her down
the halls of the hospital to find a room where they
were less likely to be disturbed. When he took hold of
her small body, tossing her around like that and
getting her in position to fuck her from behind in the
same way he'd taken Jackie, she forgot those
intentions. She wanted him to fuck her just like she'd
seen him do to her nurse the night before...
But she also wanted to scream while he did it. Jodi
was already further gone than she ever thought
possible - legs like jelly, pussy aching wonderfully,
in a daze of joy and physical pleasure. Somehow,
despite the cock inside of her, she pulled together
the strength to say No.
Well, not quite No.
"Wait," she whimpered, giving Matthew pause. Likely he
thought he'd finally been too rough and the child's
body couldn't keep up with her hormones or her raging
desire.
"Is everything all...Are you..." Uncertainty crept
back into his voice.
"I'm...okay..." Jodi panted for breath. "better than
okay," she promised. "But, not here." Her mind raced
as she considered where to go. It didn't take long to
think of the perfect place. "The play room. It's quiet
and secluded..."
---
Jodi's words didn't exactly dispel Matthew's
uncertainty; they simply redirected that anxious
energy. Jodi was doing fine, but after fucking her in
a much more public place, would he be fine? He'd
already given the young minx a thorough fucking, so
perhaps he should just call it a night. And as he
entertained these thoughts, further worries began
building. Was what he was doing really right? Was-
Interrupting his worrying, Jodi squirmed on his cock,
pleading, "Come on, silly...I wanna fuck some more.
Let's go!" She began pressing back against his cock,
despite her continued pleading, her body obviously
requiring more attention. And looking down at the girl
who was so much like his sister, Matthew found he
couldn't abandon her.
So he found himself walking hand-in-hand with the tiny
thing, as she absentmindedly played with her pussy.
He'd managed to get her into a gown, but she'd refused
to wear some panties, claiming that she didn't "see
the point in covering up a perfectly good pussy
anymore."
To be honest, Matthew hadn't argued too forcefully.
His cock was throbbing and he desperately wanted to
shove it back inside that perfectly good pussy as soon
as he could, misgivings aside. As he stepped into the
playroom, though, it became clear to him that his cock
wasn't to be the star of the show for now. No, there
was a world of brightly colored plastic ready to fill,
pinch, and otherwise stimulate his young charge.
---
For once, Jodi was happy that most adults saw her as
just a little kid. It allowed her to walk down the
hallway hand-in-hand with Matthew without raising
suspicion. She even rubbed her pussy through her gown
as they walked, confident that any who saw her would
assume her cunny was just itchy rather than soaking
wet and freshly-fucked.
On that count, she was wrong. As they neared the floor
exit, the doctor whose cum she'd been trying to
swallow not long before rounded the corner and almost
ran into them. He blushed when he saw Jodi, then
blanched when he took in the rest of the scene - where
her fingers were, who was holding her other hand, and
the strong scent of young, wet pussy. Jodi couldn't
help tease him with a wink and a lick of her lips.
She was SO lucky Matthew had arrived to take over.
The playroom was located in a side hallway between two
adjacent floors. Kids from both sides played in the
bright, colorful room all day, but a night the hallway
was For once, Jodi was happy that most adults saw her
as just a little kid. It allowed her to walk down the
hallway hand-in-hand with Matthew without raising
suspicion. She even rubbed her pussy through her gown
as they walked, confident that any who saw her would
assume her cunny was just itchy rather than soaking
wet and freshly-fucked.
On that count, she was wrong. As they neared the floor
exit, the doctor whose cum she'd been trying to
swallow not long before rounded the corner and almost
ran into them. He blushed when he saw Jodi, then
blanched when he took in the rest of the scene - where
her fingers were, who was holding her other hand, and
the strong scent of young, wet pussy. Jodi couldn't
help tease him with a wink and a lick of her lips.
She was SO lucky Matthew had arrived to take over.
The playroom was located in a side hallway between two
adjacent floors. Kids from both sides played in the
bright, colorful room all day, but a night the hallway
was dark, room empty. It was a large room, and the
entire hall-facing wall was glass so staff and family
members could watch the kids playing from outside.
That meant anything Jodi and Matthew did in there
would be fully visible to anyone who walked by, but
the little girl knew from her late-night wanderings
that pretty much nobody came this way after
dinnertime.
The walls of the room were lined with shelves loaded
with toys of every type for every age. Play tables and
huge stuffed animals spotted the open carpeted area.
Jodi beamed up at her chaplain.
"Where should we play first?", room empty. It was a
large room, and the entire hall-facing wall was glass
so staff and family members could watch the kids
playing from outside. That meant anything Jodi and
Matthew did in there would be fully visible to anyone
who walked by, but the little girl knew from her late-
night wanderings that pretty much nobody came this way
after dinnertime.
The walls of the room were lined with shelves loaded
with toys of every type for every age. Play tables and
huge stuffed animals spotted the open carpeted area.
Jodi beamed up at her chaplain.
"Where should we play first?"
---
Like a toddler, Matthew hardly even noticed the proper
toys. Instead, he got creative and saw something
better. There was a little curtained-off section of
the room that served as a place for puppet shows and
impromptu plays. More importantly, the curtain was
held up by little clothespins that were just the right
size for Jodi's sensitive nipples.
Matthew smiled and led Jodi toward the curtain,
saying, "Let's play doctor. I bet I'll do a better job
than that boy you were playing with when I showed
up..."
Grabbing a toy stethoscope and a couple of clothespins
from the curtain, Matthew motioned toward a little
bench. "I'll need my little patient to lay down on the
examination table." And as Jodi grinned and got into
the desired position, he added, "It seems your body is
much too sensitive and I'm going to have to examine it
thoroughly."
Jodi giggled at Matthew's ridiculous impression of a
doctor, but gasped as his large hands placed the
clothespins on her aching nipples.
"Hmm, it seems that applying pressure to the patient's
nipples increases moisture in the groin area," he
mused as he slide two fingers inside Jodi's moist,
squishy cunt.
---
Matthew was so much fun! Not only could he make Jodi
cum harder and more frequently than the little girl
though possible, he also could make her laugh with
ease. She laid down on the wooden bench, eager to see
what the skillful older man had in store for her in
this night of depraved sexual awakening.
"Oh FUck!" Jodi twisted involuntarily when the pins
clamped down on her firm nipples. Her cunt grasped the
two fingers that entered her tiny wet slit. "You make
me... feel better... than any doctor... ever has." The
words came panted out as the horny little nymph
adjusted to the intensity of the clamps.
"Is that incredible cock of your calmed down enough
from our walk?" Jodi teased. "I have somewhere fun in
mind for it to go..." Her short fingers reached under
and past his, pressing against her virgin
butthole. "...but if you're going to cum then it's
not allowed!" Her foot found his crotch, pushing
gently against the lump there, unable to tell if it
was full-sized and throbbing or not.
---
Matthew kept a straight face in spite of the little
tease's provocations. He was committed to his little
game of make-believe and responded accordingly, even
as his cock grew hard once again under Jodi's ever-so-
tiny fingers.
"Ahh, it seems my patient history was incomplete. I
hadn't realized you required a rectal exam, miss..."
Without missing a beat, Matthew slipped his fingers
from Jodi's pussy, brushed her hand aside from her
asshole, and slipped his middle finger inside her. He
steadily pushed, placing his other hand on her tummy
to hold her in place as he forced his finger fully
inside her ass, which managed to be even tighter than
her pussy.
As Jodi squirmed and bit her lip, Matthew said, "Yes,
I think you will require a more thorough examination
here..." slipping his finger out of her and unzipping
his pants as he spoke. The little girl desired a full
pornstar experience, and Matthew intended to give it
to her.
---
While Jodi had toyed with her bum before (how could
she not after seeing how much the women in her videos
loved a cock in their asses?) She'd never put anything
very large back there. Definitely nothing as large as
the huge cock that swayed back and forth, free once
more.
Jodi didn't want it to be free. She wanted it to be
trapped once more, firmly planted inside her body. Her
anus flexed around the finger that probed her, and she
wondered if she was biting off more than her little
body - and more specifically her tiny asshole - could
handle.
Then, there was pressure against her tightest
fuckhole. Somehow, it stretched, Matthew's fat
cockhead parting the powerful ring. Jodi's hand
instinctively went to her chest, forgetting the pins
there, and when she bumped one, the pain and pleasure
shot through her anew. She flexed her muscles
automatically, including her butt. Matthew cried out
in surprise, but instead of being pushed out of her
his dick popped in, the smooth helmet atop his shaft
disappearing fully into her bum.
---
Recovering from the little squeeze Jodi gave him,
Matthew let out the breath he'd been holding. He'd
honestly been unsure if the ill-fated lay of his life
would be able to handle even as much of his cock as
she'd taken. But now that the door had been opened, so
to speak, Matthew intended to come inside.
He grabbed her hips tightly and began to lean into
her, each second bringing their bodies a millimeter
closer to each other. Matthew could feel his cock
throbbing as the tight folds of Jodi's rectum
enveloped more and more of his shaft, his head now
fully inside her.
Jodi took hold of the clothespins as Matthew forced
his way inside her. She wanted to cry out, but she
found that all she could do was gasp and whimper. She
pinched the pins tighter in order to temper the pain
and pressure Matthew's fat cock was bringing her, even
as it made her feel a twisted pleasure, one like she'd
felt on the toilet but had never associated with
cock...
---
Jodi squeezed the clamps tighter on the tender nubs of
her flat chest, hoping that the pain there would
distract her from the discomfort of having a huge cock
shoved into her ass. Instead, the pain of the two
combined - but so did the pleasure. Her inexperienced
mind could never explain how so much stinging and
stretching could feel so good, so instead she just
reveled in it. When Matthew's thighs touched hers, she
lifted her head to look down, unable to believe that
such a big dick was balls-deep in her little back-door
fuckhole.
"Oh god, thank you...Mmmm I love being your dirty
little girl. Please...fuck my ass..." The little
girl's demeanor changed as she added on her warning,
"but don't you dare cum inside me yet!"
Matthew grunted, whether in frustration or pleasure
Jodi wasn't sure. He held her ankles, keeping the
slender legs spread wide as he stretched open her cute
lil' bum. A small hand reached out, rubbed his belly
down to the base of his cock, then plunged into the
girl's sopping-wet, well-fucked cunt.
---
Matthew glanced around as Jodi began fingering
herself, certain that she couldn't yet be fully
satisfied. And then he saw it...a thick, oversized
marker the kids more often used to throw at each other
than to draw. It was almost as thick around as his
cock, if not so long, and he snatched it up eagerly.
"A porn starlet like you needs more than fingers
inside her when she's being fucked in the ass," he
said as he slipped the marker into her free hand.
Jodi's eyes opened wide as a grin spread on her face.
She was actually a little scared at the thought of
shoving something so thick inside her while Matthew
was filling her ass, but all thoughts were wiped from
her head as Matthew began to pull his cock back out of
her. It felt like her guts were spilling out, and just
as she didn't think she could take anymore, she felt
him shove them right back inside her, so much more
forcefully than the first time.
She squeaked as he filled her up, and hardly resisted
as he took her hand, and the marker in it, and slid it
down to her pussy.
"If I don't get to cum yet, then you're going to give
me a show, little pornstar," he said, locking his eyes
on hers, glazed over as they were.
---
Being called a porn starlet made Jodi thrill with joy.
A fanciful thought slipped into her head, of having
Matthew film her as he fucked her tiny wet pussy and
little asshole, as she sucked his cock and swallow his
cum, as she...well, whatever other incredible, fun
things she got to try in the time she had left. A
permanent record of the life she'd lived and the
pleasure she's taken in the short time she'd had left.
She'd have it mailed to her doctors and nurses and
family after her death...or maybe leave a copy to be
shown at her funeral, to remind everyone how happy
she'd been near the end?
For now, though, the horny little kid was content to
put on a show for one (though she did briefly wonder
if the young doctor had followed them and was watching
through the wide glass windows in the dark hallway
beyond). With Matthew's guidance, she pushed the
improvised dildo into herself. The ease with which the
plastic shaft entered her was surprising. It was
actually a toy she'd fucked herself with before - or
one jut like it - and her pussy swallowed it as though
welcoming back an old friend.
"Oh FUUUUCK!" Jodi arched her back, shifting the angle
of the chaplain's cock and drawing a groan from his
chest. Despite the ease of entry, the marker made her feel impossibly full. She could feel it pressing
against the cock that slid in and out of her asshole
through the membranes of her cunt and rectum.
---
"Mmm, your little body was made for this, wasn't it?"
Matthew purred once he was able to speak again. He was
truly amazed at how readily Jodi's body took to
something as extreme, for most women, as double
penetration by such thick objects.
Keeping one hand on Jodi's hip, Matthew reached up and
toyed with the clothespins on her nipples, his large
hand bringing the two together and tugging them toward
each other. As she twisted and squealed on his cock,
fucking herself faster with the marker, Jodi began
playing with her clit. The little girl's body was
absolutely on fire. None of these were new activities
to her, really. But doing them all at the same time,
involving a real cock, and knowing she was performing
for at least one, if not two men's pleasure brought
Jodi rapidly toward an orgasm.
And all she could think is, "I get to scream!!"
---
Just as months of nausea had blessed Jodi with the
ability to easily deep-throat a cock, even one as big
as Matthew's, so her increased pain tolerance was
paying off. She slid the marker in and out of her
preteen cunt, alternating thrusts with her adult
playmate.
"Yes YES YES! That's right, fuck me! Fuck this little
girl's virgin asshole and make me cum on
your AHHHHHHHH!!"
The orgasm hit harder than any of the others. It felt
too fucking good being so full, even if only one of
her holes had a cock it. Wow, how quickly we
become greedy...yesterday I'd have died happy if he'd
fucked me on his desk, and now I'm wishing I had
ANOTHER cock to play with,
Someday. Soon.
As the last twitches died away, Jodi giggled again. "I
wonder if any other kid has ever had this much fun
playing in the playroom..."
---
Matthew beamed down at her as he his hard, still cock
pulsed inside her.
"You know, Jodi. You're not making this 'no cumming'
thing very easy on me with this perfect little body of
yours..." he said as his hands wandered away from her
hips.
Matthew ran his fingertips all over Jodi's soft, fully
exposed skin, savoring the feeling as he tried to
compose himself again. He was so close to bursting
inside her, and he needed to bring himself down again.
Jodi cooed as he took the clothespins off her nipples,
replacing them with his fingers.
"And I don't know how to resist these perfect little
tits of yours..." he said, knowing full well that
Jodi's little prepubescent bumps could hardly be
called tits. All the same, there was something
alluring about the subtle swells of flesh that peaked
at her nipples.
---
Jodi grinned when Matthew complimented her tiny
titties. She was jealous of Jackie's big tits (more
than simply jealous, really; the night before it had
taken some effort of will to not take hold of the
large breasts and suck on the tips) but she believed
his words anyway. The look of lust of his face and the
throbbing of his cock inside her butt were enough
evidence that he found her sexy despite - or perhaps
even because of - her having the body of a child.
"Ummm...why aren't you fucking my asshole anymore?"
the little girl asked.
The question widened the smile on Matthew's lips, but
he hesitated. "I'm not sure I can handle-"
"Ugh stop making excuses and fuck my butt some more!"
Jodi said, cutting him off. With the marker buried in
her cunt, only an inch sticking out of her, she
twisted her body around. The man inside her froze as
her leg passed in front of him and she shifted to prop
herself up on hands and knees. The dick in her rear
pulsed at the new twisting sensation. "And seriously,
you'd better not cum yet! I'm still way too horny
right now."
---
Matthew's knees shook as Jodi twisted her skinny body
around, and He grabbed onto her shoulders quickly,
trying to focus on pleasing the little girl. He knew
that if his concentration slipped for a second, he'd
pop right inside her.
"Hurry up!" Jodi demanded, as she began to force
herself back onto his cock, pumping the marker in and
out of herself.
Her demanding tone, and the incredible feeling of
stuffing her so fully compelled Matthew to start
moving his hips, but he knew with each thrust that his
time was running out. Jodi's crazed body seemed
entirely insatiable, and she was thrusting back
against him harder with each passing moment. Within a
minute, her narrow ass was slapping against his thighs
as loudly as Jackie's had, an impressive feat given
how much less she had to work with than the thick
nurse.
---
Jodi dropped her head to the bench, reaching up
between her legs to hold the marker as the big cock
slid in and out of her ass. Matthew's balls, heavy
with the cum that she wouldn't let him release,
slapped against her fingers with each thrust. She
reached back with her other hand to massage those
balls, feeling them shift and roll on their own.
"Oh, fuck..." Matthew groaned. He froze mid-thrust,
but Jodi immediately compensated, pushing her bum back
to slap into his crotch, then leaning away, sliding
his cock halfway out of her preteen ass. It took the
little girl too long to realize that based on
Matthew's groan and how he'd frozen, continuing to
fuck his cock with her cute little butt wasn't the
right thing to do - not if she didn't want him to cum
yet.
The man's groan returned, louder and more intense that
before. The cock in Jodi's ass pulsed against her
anus, and Matthew thrust into her tiny body with
renewed gusto. As cum filled her tiny fuckhole,
leaking out around Matthew's cock with each thrust,
Jodi couldn't help moan along with the chaplain's
orgasm. It seemed to go on forever, Matthew continuing
to fuck her while emptying himself into the horny
little girl. As the orgasm abated, he slowed in his
thrusting. Cum smeared the girl's butt and oozed down
her hand and thighs.
"Ahhh, shit..." Matthew stared into Jodi's eyes as the
girl craned her neck to glare.
"What the fuck was that?" she demanded, knowing full
well what it was.
---
"Okay, Matthew. Damage control," he thought to himself
as cum dripped from the tiny asshole that had finally
done him in. He'd always been good at damage control –
it was kind of his job - and he thought for only a
couple of seconds before responding.
"That is exactly how good you are, Jodi. A grown man
who's trying his hardest can't resist cumming inside
this perfect sextoy you call a body," he said calmly,
a small smirk twisting his lips.
He slowly pulled his cock from her ass, holding it up
in his large hand, looking into the demanding girl's
eyes, "Now what do those pornstars do after their man
cums inside their asses?"
---
Jodi could barely find it within herself to be truly
mad at Matthew for losing control after fucking her
tight little holes for so long. Instead, she focused
on the moment,taking a mental image of the stupid grin
on his face he'd gotten while her tiny sphincter had
milked the thick cum into her butthole.
The encouraging words that followed filled Jodi with
pride again as well. The "Or Else" part of her threat
was forgotten in the face of the big dick that swayed
back and forth, still rock-hard and dripping cum. She
spun around, grasped the base of Matthew's beautiful
cock, and took him into her mouth with gusto.
It was a different experience, sucking a cock coated
with cum while it still throbbed small globs of semen
into your mouth. The little girl fingered her asshole
with her free hand, rubbing the cum that leaked from
her well-fucked bum into her skin. There was so much
of it! In porn there usually wasn't all that much
(unless it was a bunch of guys fucking the same girl
and shooting all over her). Did Matthew just have
really big loads? Or was it somehow connected with how
intensely they'd been fucking for so long?
---
Matthew gasped as Jodi sucked the last drops of cum
from his cock. For someone who'd been so intent on
delaying his orgasm, she was certainly enjoying
herself with the material results of that climax. And
as she starting playing absentmindedly with his balls,
he felt himself growing hard once again.
Jodi giggled, the vibrations teasing the cock that
filled her mouth. She looked up at Matthew as she
began bobbing up and down on his stiffening cock.
"You're so greedy," she mumbled, the sight of the
little girl talking with a full mouth driving Matthew
crazy. "I told you couldn't cum even once, but you're
trying to get me to make you cum again?"
---
As the big cock swelled back to full erection in her
hands. Jodi's eyes went wide. She took him into her
mouth immediately, not wanting to miss this
opportunity. Everything she'd seen in porn had ended
when the guy came. Most of what she'd read had
indicated that most guys could only cum once and then
have to stop for a long while to recover.
The question the little girl asked as she sucked the
man's wonderful dick was phrased as a tease, but what
she really wanted to know was if she was really that
lucky.
"Can...CAN you cum again?" Jodi asked nervously, the
slobbery, cummy shaft rubbing on her pretty face.
"Because I thought..."
Hell, it was the whole reason she'd forbidden him to
cum! The little girl had actually been eager to feel
and taste her dirty playmate's sticky load, but she'd
assumed that as soon as she did it would mean fun
times were over for the night. If he really could cum
more and stay hard besides...well...
---
"Well, it's not like I'm an endless fountain, but yes,
I can cum again," Matthew said as he smiled down at
her. "It's not easy, though. I've rarely been with a
woman who was able to get me there more than once in
an evening. I suppose, though, for the best fuck of my
life it would be no trouble...It'd probably only take
you a few minutes if you tried."
Matthew winked at Jodi, whose face took on a
determined cast. Her thoughts were torn between taking
up his challenge by making him cum quickly and going
another four or five rounds on his gorgeous cock.
After all, was one anal pounding really enough? And
what about being fucked while he held her in the air?
Or fucking herself silly in cowgirl while making him
stay totally still? She'd seen so much porn and she
wasn't sure she could let any of it go...
---
Jodi shook the jumble of sexual thoughts from her
mind. She might be dying, but she still had months of
fun ahead of her. As long as I don't get my chaplain
arrested for fucking me, that is. That mild fear made
her glance towards the large windows, wondering of
there really was anyone out there in the hall watching
them. With the lights on in the room and inly darkness
beyond, all she could see was their reflection - horny
little girl holding, hair messy from sweat and
fucking, holding the big cock of her angelic hero. Not
that a random passerby would see him that way.
But, no. If there was someone in the hallway, it was
almost certainly just that young doctor, stroking his
cock and wishing he were back inside her mouth.
Well if he's out there we might as well give him a
show! The little girl stood up on the bench, then the
table, leaving her eyes level with Matthew. He had a
curious look on her face as he took in her cute little
body - nipples big and hard with little marks on them
from the abuse they'd taken, puffy cuntlips red and
wet, inner thighs streaked with a grown man's cum –
His cum.
When she leapt into his arms, he reacted quickly,
catching her easily. One hand went to her back, on on
her soft bottom as she wrapped her arms around his
shoulders, legs around his hips, and pulled him close
for a passionate kiss.
---
Matthew had always wanted to fuck a girl while holding
her in his arms. But while he wasn't a scrawny man, he
was hardly a bodybuilder. He couldn't hold a full-
grown woman in his arms and thrust his cock inside her
over and over...
Who'd have thought he'd get to try it out with a
little girl?
Hardly thinking about the wide open window, his
attention so fixed on his favorite toy in this room of
playthings, Matthew pressed his cock against Jodi's
pussy as their lips touched. And just as Jodi's tongue
penetrated Matthew's lips, his cock parted hers yet
again.
---
Jodi hissed into Matthew's mouth as his cock slid into
her moist cunny once more. Despite the thorough
fucking he'd been giving her over the past couple of
hours, her preteen pussy wasn't quite accustomed to
being full of dick. And soon my pussy could be full of
cum! The thought thrilled Jodi, who began lifting and
lowering herself even faster (though really, with his
strong hands on her bum, Matthew was doing the real
work of controlling the rhythm of their fucking).
The little girl leaned back, arms extended with her
hands on the chaplain's shoulders as he bounced her on
his cock. "aaaAAAAAA aaaaaaAAAAAA aaaaaaAAAAAAA
aaaaa...." Jodi's wordless cry of pleasure rose and
fell with her body as she was filled over and over
again by that wonderful dick. She rolled her hips,
pressing her tender little button against his pelvic
bone each time his cock bottomed out in her little-
girl cunt.
"Window..." she panted when she was able to get a
thought out. "Fuck me...against...the window..."
---
Matthew brought her to the window terribly slowly,
holding her with his cock fully inside her, that
little sensitive button her hers grinding against him
with every movement. Jodi squirmed on his cock, even
as she tried to catch her breath, until he took her to
the window.
She only noticed they'd reached it when its cold glass
chilled her exposed skin and Matthew almost
immediately began thrusting up inside her again,
sending shivers through the glass. Jodi grunted with
every thrust, as Matthew's much larger frame was
almost crushing her against the window, but this
didn't stop her little body from feeling every ounce
of pleasure it could wring from the contact of flesh
on flesh.
---
Pinned between the cool glass at her back and the hot
flesh at her front, Jodi's moans grew ever louder.
Held tightly in Matthew's arms, she felt out of
control - and she knew that feeling would only grow as
she neared yet another orgasm. She'd never cum so many
times in one day, and her eager young cunt was
starting to ache - in an exceptionally pleasant way.
The little girl let go of Matthew, hands slapping
against the window on either side. She writhed around
as the big hard cock slid in and out of her wet
fuckhole, sweaty palms streaking the glass.
"Oh my god!" she whined, beginning another prayer.
"Thank you for sex...thank you so much for giving me
this amazing cock to fuck all my holes...and thank you
for his cum...oh god I want more of his cum inside
me...please...FUUUUCK...."
With a final bucking twist of the hips, Jodi came
again, screaming and slapping the window loudly over
and over with one hand as she pressed her hairless
cunt and the engorged clit at its top against Matthew.
---
Though he hadn't reached that second orgasm, Matthew
knew their time was up for the night. Jodi's banging
on the glass was sure to draw the attention her
screams hadn't, and it was hardly a good idea to
continue fucking the little thing while waiting to see
how that played out. He held her as she finally came
down from her orgasm, then kissed her forehead.
"I think that's enough for one night...I don't want
our fun to end after only one night, after all,"
Matthew said, slipping Jodi off his cock and carrying
her over to her gown.
As Matthew set her down on the bench, and her mind
caught up with what was going on around her, Jodi
scowled. "We're done when I say we're done."
---
After the powerful fucking she'd received, Jodi's legs
were a little wobbly, but she fought to keep herself
steady on her feet. Done for the night? That wasn't
fair! She stood with a hand on her hip, unaware of how
absurd she looked - skin glistening with cum and
sweat, hair a tangled mess, lower lip stuck out in a
pout.
"Jodi, I don't think..."
Usually Jodi was nice and friendly, putting others'
needs ahead of her own like a good little girl.
Whatever Matthew had to say right now about why they
should stop, though, she didn't want to hear it.
"I SAID we're not done yet!" the little girl jabbed at
her adult playmate's belly with one finger to
punctuate each word. "You don't really want to stop
fucking me, do you?" There was a hint of uncertainty
in her voice, but it was dispelled by the guilty,
lustful look on his face.
"But, Jodi-"
"Fine!" she shouted, cutting him off again. Then he
voice became cheery and enthusiastic as she settled on
a solution. "If you don't want to fuck me anymore,
I'll fuck you. Lie down."
---
Matthew bit his lip and looked around the room,
unwilling to let his eyes settle on the insistent
little girl. And suddenly she seemed so much more like
a little girl than she had.
She might have the sexual appetite, and even the
skill, of a grown woman, but she had the patience and
foresight of a child, and not only because her days
were so clearly numbered. Jodi was being a brat, and
Matthew felt he needed to be an adult.
Setting his hands on his hips - a gesture that might
have conveyed more authority if his hard cock wasn't
swaying with each word - he said, firmly, "Jodi,
you're going back to your room now. We'll play more
soon."
---
"You're being stupid!" Jodi heard herself cry out. She
took a step towards Matthew, acutely aware that her
appearance likely made it hard to take her
seriously. just another reason it sucks being a kid –
nobody believes I can think for myself.
"Your dick is still hard, and I'm still really horny."
Matthew's eyes darted down to each of their bodies, a
guilty look on his face - he couldn't exactly deny
what his cock wanted.
Jodi was short, she was naked, she had a hairless
pussy, and she had cum smeared across her ass and
things - not the most intimidating look. Matthew was
so big and strong, and she'd seen how easily he'd
pushed Jackie around. There was no way she could
follow through on the drive inside herself, to try to
push him to the ground and push her cunt down on his
swollen cockhead.
The little girl also wasn't about to blackmail him.
She knew she could probably make him do whatever she
wanted if she threatened to tell. Her well-fucked
pussy and ass full of cum would have been far more
evidence than she'd need. There was no way she'd even
consider that empty threat, though.
When Matthew still didn't answer, Jodi turned to the
only option she had left.
"No." She turned, waggling her bum a little as she
walked over to pick up her hospital gown from where it
was crumpled. "You think that just because you're the
grown-up, you get to say when we have sex and when we
don't? No." She turned, slipping the gown back on,
tiny fingers nimbly working the ties. "If you won't
fuck me more right now, then I don't think I want to
play with you anymore. Forget 'soon'. All I wanted was
to fall asleep with your cum in my pussy, but fine.
Whatever. I thought you were a gift from god, but I
guess god really doesn't care about me after all."
She paused, holding back the mixture of shame and fear
and anger and worry that bubbled near the surface,
threatening to push out a torrent of tears.
---
Matthew looked at Jodi and sighed to himself, careful
not to do so outwardly. The little girl, for all her
sexual maturity, was still a frightened, anxious
preteen with a terminal illness. He let the nervous
smile slip from his face and returned to his chaplain
persona.
He walked over to her, then, getting down on one knee
and bringing himself to Jodi's level, Matthew put a
hand on her shoulder and calmly said, "You're right,
Jodi. I'm being a grown-up. But it's not because I
think you're a child. It's just because I'm a grown-up
and you're showing me that you might be one, too. Now,
you may not have all the tomorrows in the world, but I
think you have at least one more. And I'd enjoy it if
we could spend at least part of that tomorrow having
some fun. That's a grown-up decision, though. Putting
off some fun today for as many tomorrows of fun as we
can have. If we - if I - get caught now...well. I
don't get any tomorrows with you."
Matthew look Jodi in the eyes, ending his little
monologue. He said a little prayer to himself as he
waited for her to answer - not a prayer asking for her
to see things his way, but a prayer that he could
handle it if she didn't...
---
It finally clicked for Jodi. To her, who knew the
nighttime rhythms of the hospital so well, it was
obvious that if they hadn't been caught by now they
were safe for a while. She could tell that even if she
explained that to Matthew, though, he wouldn't feel
comfortable fucking any more that night. His fear was
irrational - and she, who'd grown up with many fears,
both rational and irrational, knew how hard it was to
separate the two when you were in the midst of it.
Matthew wasn't just acknowledging that she was grown
up enough to make real decisions - he was admitting
that sometimes he was as scared as a kid. The
admission didn't make him seem weak, though. Adults at
the hospital too often thought they had to put on
masks for the kids and to seem like unshaking forces,
when most of the time she and her peers just wanted to
know that adults felt some of the same things they
did.
"I'm sorry!" the little girl said loudly, throwing her
arms around Matthew's waist, his cock pinned at an odd
angle between them. "I was being selfish. I know you
took a really big risk back in my room...Thank you so
much. I'll...try to be more patient with you."
When Matthew groaned at the touch on his cock, Jodi
jumped back giggling. "Oops, sorry again! Maybe I
should just go back to my room and let you clean up in
here?"
---
Jodi slipped out into the darknened hallway, spots
swimming in front of her her eyes as they adjusted
from the bright playroom. She ran a toy brush through
her hair, attempting to smooth out her appearance
before any of the nurses saw her. Glancing back
through the windows at Matthew, she spotted the faint
outline of her body marking the glass where he'd
fucked her. It brought a smile to her face. In a day
or two, environmental services would clean the window
and wipe away the mark, and in the mean while nobody
would ever suspect that it was the mark of an 11-year-
old girl who'd lost her virginity wildly that night –
but she would know. She liked having that secret mark
there.
The unit was even more quiet than when Jodi and
Matthew had left as she padded back to her room. When
the smell of pizza hit her nose, she almost doubled
over. Holy shit I've never been so hungry in my entire
life! It seemed that a couple hours of intense fucking
worked up quite an appetite. The little girl turned,
heading towards the nutrition room. Kids weren't
technically allowed in there, but some of the older,
more regular patients like her slipped in there anyway
while the nurses turned a blind eye.
"Jodi! There you are! Dang, girl, where'd you go?"
The young patient turned to see Alaina, the charge
nurse for the night, gazing over the desk at her.
"Oh...I just went for a walk for a while. You know –
tough week, and all that. And then I got hungry..."
Alaina cut her off with a wave of her hand. "Jodi, you
know you have to let someone know if you leave the
floor. Technically you're not even supposed to leave
without staff supervision. Candace was about to call
security when she couldn't find you on the unit, and I
put her off, but honestly I was starting to get
worried myself."
Jodi's heart sank. Oh gosh. Matthew was totally right.
She'd been so certain that they were safe in the
playroom, but what if she'd succeeded in convincing
him to fuck her again? They might still be at it when
security started doing sweeps for the missing eleven-
year-old girl... Thank you, Matthew. And thank you,
god.
"I'm sorry, Nurse Alaina!" Jodi tried to sound
oblivious and cheerful, but her heart was racing at
the near-miss.
"Oh, that's okay," Alaina laughed. "You take better
care of yourself than some of us. Speaking of which,
you still hungry? The lab guys bought us pizza and I
really shouldn't be eating this." The woman held out a
large slice with only one bite taken out of it. Jodi
wanted to do the polite thing and say no, but her eyes
went big and her mouth dropped open at the sight of
food, and before she could speak the nurse continued
on. "I'll take that as a yes!" she said, laughing as
she pushed the slice over to the little girl.
Twenty minutes later, Jodi drifted off to sleep, mouth
and fingers streaked with grease, thighs streaked with
cum.