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Becky
by Maxxx (no address provided)
***
Becky is bright, funny, sweet and a victim of a hard
start in life, but love conquers all. (Mg, extreme-ped,
1st, oral, rom)
***
Growing up in a fairly small town, boredom is always
present, and there is an almost desperate search for
excitement and memorable events. My case? I just stayed
bored!
Like many guys, I joined the Army, because I had no idea
about what I wanted to do, but also because I wanted out
of the sleepy community. Never wanting to shovel horse
shit again or be forced to ride these stupid animals,
just to keep them in shape.
Army life was OK after you got used to the routines.
That's what it really is all about, blindly following
orders and routines. After 4 years, it was a time that
there was little need for men, as such, re-up bonuses
were pathetic. So ended that phase of life.
Now at age 22, feeling like a fish out of water, with
very small savings, I set out to look for work. A city
may provide a bit more choice, so Minneapolis was my
first choice to give a go. I rented a very small place,
1 bathroom and one room, with a small kitchenette and a
small living area. It may have been possible to wash
dishes and empty your colon at the same time, proving
you had an extra elbow.
My unit faced the street and did provide a view of a
small park. It once had an elementary school, but budget
problems in the school district shut it down, and later
was torn down and a park was created on this city block.
Other than a few trees and lush grass, a small pool of
shallow depth and playground equipment filled 1/3 of the
space and the other 2/3 had small ball diamond and a
half court basketball area.
I found a part time job doing lawn care that provided
OK, and kept me outdoors at least. 24-30 hours per week,
but being new, my job would end with the first snow.
Older workers would do snow removal in winter but 1rst
and 2nd year guys got let go till spring returned. It
was a week until summer break for students, and the park
was a quiet place to relax till school let out.
With no yard to speak of, I spent time in the park,
watching games and even playing pickup ball once in
awhile. My main interest though, I'm ashamed to say, was
I got some very nice views of small panty clad pussy's
that actually had me hard enough to pound nails with my
dick. I had never noticed or been aware of young girls
before, at least not in a way that had me jerking off.
The want and desire was there, but also the healthy fear
of actually trying to make a move on one of the little
ones. It would only consist of goggles, and shifting a
very hard cock as my erection grew. And then a trip home
to jerk like a mad man. The age that got to me more than
anything was age 8 to 10. I even got a look under an
angel's skirt that was not wearing panties. That view
had me jerking every day...
It was July now and a very dry summer at that, our hours
had been cut back and we had only 3 days of work each
week. Tues/Wed/Thur, but a full 8 hours though, so it
was enough to keep my rent paid. I decided to take a
trip to my old home town as it was only 50 minutes away,
and see who was still around. So I called a cousin and
was offered a bed for a couple days, and some good home
cooking. Thursday after work and a quick shower, I took
off, and was greeted like prince at my cousins place,
about an hour later.
It really was great to see them. We ate, drank beers,
exchanged stories and sat outside at night, with a small
fire in the fire ring. I made some rounds and chatted
with folks, and finally ran into my best female friend
of many years. I never realized how much I missed her
till that day. As usual, she was going through a break
up again, that was a very frequent happening all of her
life it seemed, but she was still the beautiful friend
that had kept me on the phone for hours on end, back in
the day.
She had a daughter that I never knew about age 4, and
was granted custody of her niece also. Her sister had
always been model pretty, but very stupid as well. Drugs
had landed her in jail a couple times, but the last
time, it got her sent to Fed prison because not only
drugs were involved, but a murder as well. She got 22
years... She could have been a model with little effort,
but she always loved the real bad boy's, and made poor
judgment in every way possible. Becky was 9 years old.
Sherry sounded like her life was full.
The following day, I invited my friend Sherry and the
girls for a BBQ at my cousins request, so at 2 in the
afternoon, Sherry showed up, with girls in tow. The 4
year old Kim, was outgoing and just a flurry of
activity. My cousins kids took to her right off. Giggle
and screams of delight filled the yard, as the kids
scrambled about. Kim was the image of her mother, cute
and tan. Her brown hair flying all over, so in looks she
was her mom, but in personality? A major Tomboy.
Becky on the other hand, was a bit of a puzzle. She
smiled only slightly, and stayed seated on the ground
next to Sherry. Maybe just a bit shy, or maybe something
else. Her situation would surely contribute to some
discomfort and esteem issues.
Going to get a fresh 18 pack of beer, Sherry, had Becky
watch her phone for a minute so she could help with the
beer and use the bathroom. I told Sherry that her
daughter was really a giggle box and had a very strong
sense of self. That it proved her to be a better than
good mom. I also told her how drop dead beautiful Becky
was, but was sad to see her feeling so out of place or
maybe imprisoned by her own situation. Sherry laughed at
my comments, she said, just like you always did for me,
you know and understand her in record time, she kissed
my cheek, and said that my fix it personality was always
her way out of bad times.
A quick pee on her part, I grabbed the beer and we went
back to the group and screaming kids. I scooted my chair
a bit closer to Sherry, and even closer to Becky. I
started up a small chat with the little beauty. One word
answers were about all I got from her, but the ice was
at least broken, and I had gotten a good chance to
admire openly, her absolute beauty.
It was an off the cuff comment that really hit her hard,
and helped her to see that an adult could understand her
if they gave a slight interest. I simply mentioned that
it must be very hard to deal with phony people, who only
see and admire your beauty. That it must actually hurt,
that the interest is based on a shallow observation.
Like a light switch had been flipped, she became at
least a little more involved in conversation.
My cousin and I fired up the grill, but we were at a
small loss as to what to do next. 3 more adults and 2
added kids joined us. Actually 3 kids, but the oldest
kid looked to be almost 17, so none the less, he for
certain, had an adult appetite.
I told Jim that I could just run down over the bridge
and pick up some half precooked ribs already deep in
sauce. I told Sherry I would be back shortly and was
making a quick rib run for the added company. Sherry's
mouth nearly hit her lap as Becky asked to come along.
Then she just smirked, shook her head and said "that was
quick" and gave Becky the OK.
On the way to the car, Becky asked what kind of work I
did, because nobody ever understood her before. When I
told her lawn care, she looked puzzled. She said she
thought I was a counselor or something. I just kinda
laughed it off. But told her that if a person looked
deep at someone, and used what they say and body
language, you could usually understand, to some small
degree, what a few things are that may have an effect on
their personality.
I told her that in her case, her beauty was so extreme,
that it would definitely be a huge factor. Because her
kind of beauty was very very uncommon. So I simply see,
that here is this beauty, that seems shy and reluctant,
so what part of beauty would cause this as a negative?
So? I said... That's all it was, an observation.
Starting the car and buckling in, we headed out to the
meat shop. When I looked at Becky, she was actually
smiling. I asked her why all the smiles? But added that
I surely enjoyed it, but I was curious. Was it just
because I kinda hit the spot for you? Now she laughed at
me. She said Christ! You are amazing... Little shit made
me blush.
We made it back quickly, and she even held my hand. This
little girl of 8 was something else. Smart and now very
much alive. As we got to the back yard, again Sherry's
mouth dropped, as she noticed Becky holding my hand, and
actually had a sweet smile on her face. Becky even
wandered off to play a bit with the other kids.
Sherry leaned in and said, what the hell happened? she
never holds hands, and has only let out a small smile on
a few occasions. What did you do, screw her? Then she
laughed, punched me in the arm and said, same guy I have
always known...
People started to leave about 9 pm, most had to work on
Monday. Sherry, Kim and Becky helped clean up a bit, and
were the last to leave. Both girls now, were holding my
hands as we walked out to Sherry's car. Sherry shook her
head, looking at the girls. At the car Kim motioned me
down for a secret, then kissed me square on the lips, a
little girl kiss, short and sweet. Then Becky said thank
you and gave me another. While giving a goodbye hug,
Sherry said... Fucking Amazing! We exchanged phone
numbers, the girls waved away, and the car drove off.
Becky...(sigh)
Jim went to work at about 7:30 the next morning. His
wife Beth and I had coffee and chatted. She enjoyed the
BBQ, and was thrilled to meet Sherry. My mother had
always talked about Sherry like she was a daughter, but
Beth had never met her. She even mentioned the fact that
Becky was about the most beautiful girl she had ever
seen. No argument from me. I headed back home by 10am...
Becky... (sigh)
The midweek went by fast, it always did when I had
something to do with my time. I actually liked being
able to be outside, shorts and tank top or even
shirtless was permitted. I managed a killer tan at
least.
Late Thursday night around 10pm, my phone rang... Crying
was all I heard at first. I was about to hang up, when
Sherry's shaky voice came through the sobs. She would
not tell me over the phone, what the problem was, she
asked my address and for directions to my place. I gave
them, and knew that in about an hour, I would have
sobbing company... (Just like old times) then it dawned
on me, are the girls coming too? I forgot to ask...
Damn!... Becky...(sigh)
After about an hour, I put a pot of coffee on, put chips
and snacks out, and went outside to wait. It was a very
short wait, the car pulled up about 10 minutes after I
sat on the steps. Becky and Kim came out the back door,
Becky came quickly, gave a quick kiss and sat at my
side. Kim, looking confused, waited for her mom to
gather herself and get out of the car. Sherry, for all
the crying was still a pretty young woman, she climbed
out of the car, straightened her blouse, and shut the
car door. She looked awful.
Sherry hugged me and did not let go for awhile, still
those small little breath jerks that you get from a good
cry, were still with her. I told her how she even looked
pretty when she was puffy eyed, but that she did not
give me much reason for my usual hard on in her current
mood. She started to giggle and slapped my back hard...
She said... Christ, I miss you! Less than one minute,
and you have me giggling like a school girl! I backed
off, reached down and gave Kim a quick peck on the lips,
she giggled too... We went up the steps to my ghetto
apt.
I gave the girls diet pop, and small bowls of chips and
veggies, with ranch dressing. They loved that... little
health nuts! Sherry and I had coffee, as I waited for
the news that had Sherry so screwed up.
Finally she started to talk, starting with "I don't know
what to do!" she went on to explain that Becky's dad was
being discharged from Prison in Texas on Monday. The
prison had let her know as she had custody of Becky.
That had been a few weeks ago. Then they followed up
with a call earlier today.
Evidently they do exit interviews with prisoners, and
when asked what his plans were, he said that first he
was going to pick up his daughter, and try to find work
back home. Sherry went on to explain that Becky's dad
was a very abusive guy, that he had busted her sisters
arm, broken ribs, and beat her bloody almost daily.
Sherry's sister being such a fool, never reported it or
pressed charges. So none of it was on record. Only the
family knew. Sherry and Becky were both terrified,
because Becky had heard many tales of the abuse.
Sherry said she could not pack up and leave, she had too
much at stake in her home, and caring for her mom. And
she cried some more. I held her hand and just listened.
I did not notice Becky standing alongside me, opposite
from Sherry. But then she put her little hand on my
shoulder and said "I'm scared too" I put my arm around
her with a hug, kisses her sweet forehead and just held
her.
All I could say was..."how can I help you Sherry" you
already know that I would give my life for you. "Let's
just figure this out, OK."
I let go of Sherry's hand, and took a hit of coffee.
Becky scooted up on my lap, and buried her head on my
shoulder, kinda nestling into my neck. Good Lord!!! I
could feel her small breaths on my neck, I could smell
her shampoo, my heart was actually pounding at that
point... Becky... (sigh)
Sherry used the bathroom to freshen up a bit, cold water
and brushed her hair, reset her ponytail and returned,
looking a lot better.
Sherry admitted that she had shown social services
pictures of her sisters beatings, had witnesses sign
affidavits as to even seeing her being punched in the
face, but the statute had passed, and they nor the
courts, could do anything to help. The social worker
only said, that if she could find a family member to
take Becky for awhile, maybe he would just give up and
go away again. And... given his criminal record, he
would most likely end up in prison again anyway. Because
they would be bound to give him custody, being Becky's
father.
I knew what was coming next, but just waited it out.
Knowing Sherry's mind all these years, I already knew.
Sherry then asked if I would be willing to keep Becky
for a little while, at least a few weeks, till she could
see what was happening. School being over a month away
yet, that much would not be a problem. We chatted some,
Becky was now very interested in the conversation. She
snuggled in even tighter. Sherry pointed out that Becky
had not stopped talking about me, and that alone told
her that it would be a blessing for Becky. I felt Becky
giggle and push her sweet face in deeper while tipping
her head as if embarrassed. All I could do is hug her
and laugh...
Then I said... "So... When do I need to pick up my new
roommates things" Sherry laughed hard, part from my
funny comment, but mostly from relief. While Becky
kissed my neck, sending shock waves down to my cock, and
added a few giggles. She looked up, sat forward and
smiled. She said..."really? I can stay with you?" I told
her absolutely, that I needed a slave girl anyway. She
giggled again, and pointed out that she thought I was
just too silly. Sherry then told me that, she could
bring Becky's things the next day.
There was also the fact that Sherry got a small
allowance for Becky's care, and that she would turn that
over to me, to help with Becky's needs and to help out
with food or whatever. It was actually about $600 per
month. The plan was made then, Becky could stay at any
time. I asked her when she would like to move in? This
little devil look took over her eyes, and she wanted to
start tonight. Sherry said " you asked for that one,
silly boy!" we all had a little laugh at that one.
All I could do is say that it was more than ok with me.
All I need to do is find my slave whips, and we're all
set. Becky did a butt jump on my lap, almost breaking my
still semi erect dick, and laughed a musical little
laugh, that can only come from a child s belly. And
God... She was breath taking.
My small place would leave us with little privacy, but I
had a full size bed, and a love seat that folded out as
a bed. All I would really need was an additional dresser
for Becky's things. Sherry said she had a spare and
would bring it tomorrow afternoon, along with Becky's
things. She would just borrow her friends pick up.
I carried a sleeping Kim to the car, buckled her in,
gave her a kiss goodbye. And Becky and I watched them
drive away. She looked up and took my hand in hers, and
snuggled into my side. There is never a way, to judge
how any kid will take to someone new in their life, but
Becky, without words, told me that she was very happy
and content.
It was almost 2am, and thank God, I did not have to work
tomorrow, I was totally exhausted. Walking behind Becky
up the steps to the apartment, I was in heaven, her very
cute butt was unbelievably shaped. In tight pink
stretchy shorts, her firm little ass was a delicious
treat. Her legs were dead on straight, with that
beautiful taper that as an adult, will set her aside
nobody. Breathtaking, I only wish we were on a 12 floor
unit, so I got a longer view. Alas, it was a 2 story 4
plex...
Becky was great, she plunged right in to help straighten
up. I tried to tell her that she did not need to do so
much, but she reminded me that, that's what slave girls
are for. We both snicker at that. She was just golden.
After clean up, I pulled out the sofa bed and put on
clean sheets. It was hot enough yet, to not need a
blanket, so adding one of the pillows from the bed. I
gave her the choice of where to sleep. She knew I used
the bed as a rule, so she chose the pull out, to try to
be less invasive. What a dear girl.
We took turns in the bathroom, ladies first of course,
then turned out all the lights, but the small light on
the stove hood, that was put on low. Just enough light
to see her way to the bathroom, if she needed it in the
night. I thanked her for her help, held her close in a
warm hug. And slipped her down in bed. Pulled up the
sheet and gave her a sweet kiss on her lips, she put her
arms around my neck, and held the kiss for a few seconds
longer. Long enough to make my heart pound again.
I took off my shirt and lay down in just my boxers,
using the sheet to cover me just a bit. Becky!... (sigh)
20 minutes later, still awake, my mind was just over
come with my new situation. It was painful to admit, but
as much as I wanted every inch of my little Becky, there
was no way that I could ever hurt this girl. I have very
sexual urges of course, but those have to be put aside,
in favor of being and doing, the right thing. But man...
That face! That body! That now showing personality, and
her sense of humor even. This girl was everything, just
everything.
With my eyes closed in hope of sleep, I heard then felt
Becky climb into my bed. Even though it was very warm,
she snuggled into my back. Something about that little
move, actually helped me get to sleep. Strange...
I was just starting to wake up a bit, mind in a fog yet,
I realized that I had turned in my sleep, and was now
spooning with little Becky, then shock took over, 2
things were just not right, first off, I had a raging
morning hard on. And worse yet, my arm around Becky, my
hand was between her legs! My whole hand was right on
her little girl mound!!! Fully alert now, wondering how
the fuck I was gonna get out of this one, I was almost
in panic. the idea came sudden. I could fake a sleepy
moan and just turn back over the other way, keeping my
hard on from notice and removing my hand from the
magical little pussy, all at once.
The moan was good, Emmy award good. The turn was not so
good, it woke up Becky, but I continued, and made it
onto my other side. Then I heard "are you awake?" I
moaned again, geez... Maybe I could do (sound over)
moans in Hollywood. Then to my horror Becky said...
"your hand felt so good where it was" "can you please
put it back?" ohhhh man...
I moaned again, and in my best groggy voice said " what
honey?" " what did you say sweetheart?" then I did a
good stretch, and opened my eyes... Damn I'm good (I
thought)
Fear had shriveled my swollen cock at this point, so I
rolled onto my back to look at Becky. She snuggled in
and kissed my cheek. But again, she asked me if I could
put my hand back on her trickle.
"What's a trickle honey?"
"It's my pee spot."
Oh boy.
I said, "I don't understand honey, I guess my head is
not to clear right yet." That's when I got my education
from an 8 year old.
Becky informed me that my hand was between her legs when
she woke up, but that it felt real nice. She was not
sure why, but it was just great. Then begged me to put
it back, with a very love pleaaaasssee... I told her
that I was so sorry for touching her there, I explained
that it was an accident. Then I did my best to explain
good touch and bad touch, the way I understood it. And
about strangers. She listened well, and said she
understood.
Next she wanted to know what the hard thing was that was
sticking into her butt. Ah fuck! Would this never end?
Next I had to try to explain sex, love, excitement,
petting, even the common terms for sexual organs in guy
and girls. I have to admit, that she absorbed this very
well, and it proved my judgment that she was in fact,
very bright.
She wanted to know if I loved her, because my cock had
been so hard on her butt. She said that she thought she
must love me too, because she could never stop thinking
about me, and wanting to kiss me like in the movies. And
how she felt funny in her tummy whenever we touched
hands or did hugs. All of this in a span of, less than a
minute. And there just was no easy answer.
I hugged her close, and told her yes, I did feel love
for her too. But went further now, to try and explain,
that we, especially I, could get into a big big trouble,
for having sexual contact with a girl her age. That
honestly, I would love to be her lover, but that it
would just not be the right thing to do. If anyone ever
found out, I would end up in jail for a very long time.
And that she would be taken away from me, placed in
foster homes, till she was adopted or turned 18. That I
would never ever be able to see her again.
I kissed her head, and told her I needed coffee bad. So
I got up, put on shorts. And made my way to the coffee
pot. I asked her to come see what kinds of cereal I had,
so she could choose, or that I could cook French toast
for her, if she would like that. She looked it over, and
again the health nut, she chose my favorite, Total Bran
Flakes... I got hers and my bowls set, and a glass of OJ
and milk for her and coffee and milk for me, while she
used the bathroom.
As natural as rain, she came back to the table, naked as
the day she was born! She kissed me, gave me a squeeze
and took her seat. My reaction? Well, I blinked a lot.
It was just a feeling, but something told me that this
was the way she operated. Thank God I could not see that
pussy real well, in the position she was in, and the
fact that she was just starting to poke out a bit, in
her nipple area, was bad enough as it was. Quietly we
ate, my mind wondering what her little hairless pussy
would taste like. The youngest I had ever tasted was 16,
and hell, I was only 17 myself, at the time...
I felt like I was falling, that even though my
intentions were good, that I was not going to be able to
stop the train as it went over the cliff...
I put the dishes in the sink, ran hot water, added dish
soap, and was starting to do dishes. Becky in the mean
time, pulled up a chair, grabbed the dish towel and was
going to help dry. Oh my poor soul. It was just lost for
good. She was turned a bit toward me, and I could not
help but stare, honestly, her eyes had that green color,
with a tiny fleck of gold in them, her lips were so
full, the kind that most women paid big bucks out for,
to achieve this look. Her skin was like cream, but she
had a slightly olive complexion. My cock was sticking
out like I had 44cal. In my shorts... Becky...(groan)
and it changed just like that!
I picked her up, threw the towel on the table, and
carried her back to the bed. She straddled my lap, and I
kissed her sweet lips. OMG! I gently started to probe
her lips with my tongue, and she must have paid close
attention to movie type kisses, as she called them,
because she opened her mouth to me, and we started the
tongue dance. Her and my breathing deepened, she let out
the smallest of sigh, and we just dug in... Her sweet
young pussy was already creating a wet spot on my
shorts, as my cock was straight up, and pushing hard
into her cleft. That puffy little mound was just
beautiful.
I lay her down on the bed, leaning over her, I kissed
her again, this time I kissed her neck, then sucked
gently and tongued her ear lobes. She whimpered sweetly
into my ear. I worked my way down to her little nubs,
this time she let out her breath in a pant, and moaned a
sweet high mmmmmmm sound. Her body was arching up to me,
I never knew that a girl that young, could be so
stimulated. I moved down her tummy, kissing her not yet
hips, tongue and nibbles to that pelvic bone and the
soft smooth skin just inside of it.
I moved off the bed, and opened her legs, I kissed her
legs, between, and even lifted each to kiss behind her
knees. Her leg now wide spread, with her knees up, I
gently made first contact to her sweet young fold. She
arched, and tried to mash her sweet smelling mound into
my wanting mouth. My first taste of her juices, was like
a nectar of the Gods, nothing like I had ever tasted
before.
She pulled my head into to her cunt. Now she was
bucking, screeching and moaning, seemingly, all at the
same time. I was having a tough time maintaining good
contact, with all of her movements, she was so close...
I used my finger and rubbed it up and down her little
ass crack, back and forth over her little rose bud.
She went over the edge... She was gasping for air, and
moaning loud as her body shook with her first orgasm.
Her tummy was contracting like crazy, my tongue at her
slightly obstructed opening was contracting over and
over again. It was a home run orgasm. Then she collapsed
and went limp... Breathing hard. I gently licked her
juices, and they were not in short supply. I finished by
deep kissing her pussy with my fingers keeping her mound
wide open. I moved back up beside her, and kissed her
neck and lips again.
Her eyes finally opened, she grabbed me into a killer
hug, and cried... She must have been overwhelmed with
emotion... My Becky...(sigh)...
All Becky said was "I love you"... She was so spent,
there was a look of complete contentment on her sweet
face. With her now with her expanded vocabulary, she
managed to ask if she could see my cock. I arched up and
pulled my shorts and boxers down, in one sweep. Becky,
sat up a bit, resting on her elbow and looked at my
swollen, blood filled cock.
The alarm in my head had not prepared me for her next
move, she slowly reached out, like slow motion, and ran
her small soft hand down the length of my, now
throbbing, erection. I was never so damn turned on in my
life. It was mind bending, if not blowing, as the little
angels fingers tried to clasp around it. Average in size
as I am. A look came over her face as she touched and
fondled my raging cock. She asked me how something this
big would ever fit in her tiny pussy. I told her that
honestly, I wasn't sure if it would fit either, but that
her young pussy may be able to stretch over it, even as
small as she was.
I told her that as I understood it, that a girls pussy
could open very wide, and that if a baby could come out
of it, that it must be possible. She started to brush
her fingers over my swollen balls too, not squeezing at
all, just gentle fingers moving sweetly over my sack.
She was curious about the slippery stuff and wanted to
know what it was.
I explained that it was called pre-cum, that it was
slippery in order to lubricate her pussy and my cock, so
it would slide more easily into her pussy. And that her
wet juices helped that also. I told her that, this was
the bodies way of preparing us for making love, and that
hers was doing the same.
She reached her hand down to her little bald mound, and
checked herself out. She was amazed to find her pussy so
wet, but simply said that her body must be ready too. I
told her that there were many ways to pleasure each
other, so that if it really did not fit, it would still
be OK. I told her about how to suck a cock, and how to
give a hand job, just as she was kinda doing now.
I told her that it had to be her choice as to what we
would try or do. I showed her with her fingers, her own
hymen, explaining what would happen to it. And that she
needed to promise me, that if anything ever hurt her, to
ask me to stop. And we could do other things.
I told her that I realized she was scared, but that we
would not yet try to make love, or fuck right away, that
I could get my orgasm in 2 minutes if needed, just by
masturbating. Evidently, nobody had ever had much
concern over her welfare, because her eyes watered a
bit, as she said "I love you" again. Becky told me that
all she wanted was to help me feel good too, like she
had just experienced for the first time.
She wanted to try oral sex on me. I damn near came as
she said it. Just the picture of her full soft sweet
lips wrapped over my cock in a loving embrace, had me so
close to the edge, that just her soft hand on my cock
almost did it. (her hand was not even moving)
Becky kissed me hard, her tongue joined mine, talk about
passion. I had never ever felt so alive and wanting. She
broke the kiss, licked my lips and made her way down for
a closer look. She moved my cock around, gently
exploring it. Then with no warning, her tongue came out
and made contact with the ridge of the mushroomed head,
there are no words... No way to describe that feeling.
Before I knew it, my cock head was passing into her very
hot mouth. Her tongue was moving, and her lips closed
over my throbbing manhood. With one hand I got her to
move her lips down than up, and helped her get started.
It was unreal, I had goosebumps all over, my body
tingled in a way that I had never known, it was almost
electric. My body stiffened, as I started to feel the
huge rush of cum, rush up the length of my cock. I
pulled my cock out with a small pop, and came like a
stud horse, my sperm even hit my own head, she had her
hand still in place, so I grabbed it in a rush, and slid
it up and down my shaft, and man... Did I cum!!!
As the contracting subsided, I closed my eyes for a
moment, then pulled my head up to see how Becky was
doing. She giggle at the look on my face. And she was
actually eating the cum off my belly. She was using her
finger to move the spunk off of her own face, and scoop
it into her mouth. What a sight that was.
She said it tasted kinda good, maybe even a hint of
salty. But that it felt good in her mouth. I could say
nothing... As she looked at my now shrinking dick, I
pulled her up to me. We kissed even more, and simply let
the feelings wash over us. I was not sure how, but I was
in love, for the first time in my life.
A half hour later, we went to the shower, we lathered
each other and got cleaned up. After toweling off, Becky
had to put on her clothing from the previous day. I put
on cargo shorts and Led Zeppelin T-Shirt. After only 4
hours of sleep, and about 2 hours of breakfast and
unbelievable sex. It was now close to 9 am only. I
called Sherry and asked if she had any clue, as to what
time she would be on her way back. She told me that it
may be after 6 pm or so, she was at work till 4, and had
to get the pick-up from her friend, and load Becky's
things and the dresser into it, then she would drive up.
She asked me how Becky did her first night in a strange
place, and I said she did very well, but had ended up in
my bed at some point. Sherry laughed at me, she said
that since Becky had been with her, she did this most
nights with her as well. Then she asked how the naked
breakfast went? And she just roared with laughter...
She told me she was sorry for not warning me, but that
she knew I would kinda freak out, but she thought it
would be good for a laugh, and she really did get a good
one...
I handed the phone to Becky and they chatted a bit, I
put on shoes, and used some cologne. Hearing Becky say "
I love you aunty " I knew that Sherry must be a wreck
from that statement, but also knew that she was now off
the phone. Returning to the living room area, I told
Becky, to get her shoes on, that we could go out for a
bit, because Sherry would not be here till later.
Before I could open the door, Becky held me close, I
bent to kiss her and give her a snuggle. She knew even
then, that doing that in public would be a dead
giveaway. So to the mall we went. Being Friday, the Mall
of America was not too badly crowded yet, but that it
would be a zoo by 6pm.
To my shock, Becky had never been to the mall before,
her eyes lit up in wonder as we looked at the Lego area,
with its giant figures all made from Lego's. We made our
way to the amusement park at the center of everything,
and Becky let out a gasp!! She had heard about it, and
had seen a few pictures of it, but she was simply not
ready for the real thing... Her eyes went everywhere,
after a few minutes, she looked up at me with the most
electric smile, she grabbed my hand and pulled me along.
This was the most fun I had ever had. And we had just
gotten there...
We went on most of the rides that we could together, but
I just watched as she took place on some of the smaller
kids rides. She was nothing but laughs and smiles, her
face had taken on a glow that was so thick, that you
thought you could touch it. About 2 hours into it, we
went to the food court. We ended up at a Chinese fast
food place, and ordered.
We both had chicken with veggies, rice and an egg roll,
pop for us both. We sat down at a table, close to the
rail, to gaze at the rides and park below. She told me
about school, her limited friends, and how much she
liked to read. She loved her moms older music and
horses. She already knew that she wanted to help
animals, and wanted to be a vet some day...
I shared my life with her too, it just seemed so
natural. She did take the risk of placing her lovely
little hand over mine. We just connected. For the first
time, I felt very satisfied.
After our meal and relaxed chat, we walked around the
mall, looking at stores and displays. We made it to
Macy's Dept. Store and went in search of some clothing
for Becky. I could tell that she felt funny about me
buying her things, but I simply told her that I loved
her, and wanted to buy her a few gifts. The idea that
settled her mind the most, was that I wanted her to find
something for Kimmy as well. With that in mind, Becky
relaxed, and even got back her glow.
2 pair of jeans, 2 pair of (tight) shorts (evil
thoughts), 4 nice tops, a package of panties, and also a
pack of socks. We found a pair of tennis shoes, then
went in search of something for Kim... Becky found some
Little Mermaid outfits, so we got 2. 1 was a shorts
outfit, and the other had a cute little skirt. Becky was
more excited to see Kim's reaction to her gifts, than
she was about her own. But as we made choices for her
things, I knew that she just loved her things too. She
was just that way, she knew it felt nice to give...
Becky... (sigh)
Putting our cash of goods into the car, Becky kisses me.
Just a sweet simple kiss, like a daughter would give. It
was still fairly early, so I asked her if she wanted to
do anything else to kill some time, she just smiled
funny, and told me no, that she was actually kinda
tired. Geez, what a fool I was... Very little sleep, her
first orgasm, and a trip to kids heaven, of course she
must be whipped out. So stupid of me to not catch
that... So home it was...
Back to the ghetto, I made up the bed a bit, changing
sheets. Folded the love seat back into place. And made
some coffee. Becky again, was a wonderful assistant. She
went to the bathroom as I pour coffee and a glass of
juice for her. Once again my mouth fell open, as she
returned buck naked! She nudged me into a chair by the
table, and climbed into my lap, one leg on either side,
she faced me, and stuck her soft tongue in my mouth.
Instant raging cock man...
She asked me if we could try to put my thing inside of
her, not knowing what to say, I just nodded and said we
could try. She let me stand up to take off my shorts and
shirt, and again she mounted my lap, asking how to do
it? I told her we could try it right here, on the chair
even. Or, on the love seat or bed. My stone cock was
already pressing into her hairless little pussy, and she
was soaking wet. I told her that maybe it would be
better if I took her cherry with my finger first, that
way it would maybe not hurt as much, then we could fuck
like monkeys after... Geez, did she laugh at my dumb
comment.
I sat her up on the small table, and told her to lay
back. She did this right after a quick tongue kiss, and
a quick stroke of my cock, I almost jumped out of my
skin... I parted her legs as far as they could go, and
looked at this gorgeous little cunt, that mound of
pleasure, was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
A work of art in its own way. Wet and begging to me
eaten. She moaned instantly when I kissed her inner
thigh, inches from her sweet smelling young pussy.
I started to work my lips and tongue onto her soaking
wet treasure. Making a matching movements, her small
body started to shift as the feelings washed through
her. Building slowly, I would pause just a bit now and
then, and I licked at her tiny entrance. I fingered
around her small puckered rosebud, and started to suck
gently on her tiny clit. This drove her almost wild with
passion and heat, her juices were now a constant flow,
and she started to buck hard against my invading tongue.
Her body now, trembling and shaking, she went screaming
into a strong orgasm. Just as it started, I plunged my
finger into her small entrance, it went in fairly well,
and she absolutely lost it, noise filled the room from
her constant sounds of pleasure, I pulled my index
finger out of her tight little hole.
Then with my middle finger, I plunged quickly into her
rosebud. She let out a quick "ouch", and continued her
moans. I just left my finger deep inside, and only
moving it slightly around. She just could not stop
cumming, her silky and very tight hole, was trying to
milk my finger, it was so damn tight that her grip made
it nearly impossible to move my finger at all... Finally
her hips relaxed a little, and her contractions became
gentle. And somewhere in all this activity.
Becky had fainted...
Removing my finger very slowly, I spread her soft pussy
lips and kissed her sweet clit and cleft. I stood up,
gathered my young lover into my arms grabbed the dish
towel from the table, and walked her gently to the bed.
Towel just under her sweet little globes, I lay her
gentle down onto the bed. Running warm water in the
bathroom sink, I wet a wash cloth with nice warm water.
As easy as I could go, I washed over her sex. There was
a fair amount of blood, but I managed to get it all
before it was even, a little bit dry. Dropping the rag
onto the floor, I nuzzled in to my sweet little
princess.
About 5 minutes later, she started to come around... She
let out a big sigh, and reached for me. I kissed her
sweet lips, and asked if she was OK. She let out an
almost chuckle and snuggled in, she said "WOWIE"... "How
did I get here?" I told her that she must have had a
pleasure faint, and that I carried her here. She said I
love you, with all the certainty she could put on it.
After a short time, I helped her to the shower and
helped her wash up. She asked me about the kinda sore
place, so I told her that she did bleed some, but that
it had stopped fairly quick. Then I explained, that
maybe tomorrow we could try to make love. If that was
what she really wanted, but that I could use cream and
massage later tonight, to make it much easier, when we
did try.
She did remember almost everything though, and she was
positive that nothing on earth could ever match that
feeling... She said she was still weak from it even... I
helped her into a clean new outfit, of yellow shorts,
and a snug red top. I helped brush her wet hair, to
avoid later tangles. She looked like the sweetest poem
ever written, a painting so beautiful, that it brought
tears to your eyes and the most wonderful love song ever
sung, all at the same time... Amazing!!!... My
Becky...(sigh)
We ate fresh fruit, and shared a can of soup. And after
everything was cleaned and back in order, we went
outside. We went to the park, and sat on the swings and
talked about her fear and her dad, I knew that she
needed to talk about it, and have it out in the open. As
she opened up more, I simply listened. As her words came
to an end, I just told her that I understood. That no
matter what, I would protect her. She reached out and
held my hand, and all seemed right with the world. The
sun and white fluffy clouds, stretched out above us, we
simply sat there, feeling full and contented.
As estimated, Sherry pulled up at just past 7, we
unloaded and carried the dresser, while Kim and Becky,
gathered her suit case and a duffel bag. The dresser in
place, next to my bed, we arranged thing a little, to
make it more comfy. I had made coffee about 6:30' not
knowing exactly when they would show up, so with summer
sausage, cheese and Ritz crackers, we munched and
chatted.
Kim on her moms lap and Becky on mine, this just seemed
so right. I only wished that we had a bigger place, with
more room to move around in. Becky kissed my cheek,
drawing a look from Sherry, but that quickly faded as
Becky whispered in my ear. I scrunched up my face, and
said... "geez, I forgot honey, sure...go get it."
Becky jumped down and ran past the bed, she picked up
the bag, and giggled her way back. She handed the bag to
Kim, who was not sure what to do, I told her that Becky
and I had gotten her a gift... A smile broke over her
sweet little face, and she motioned for her mom to help.
They opened the bag and took out the outfits, Kim
squealed with delight as she saw the pretty Little
Mermaid that decorated the 2 tops. Sherry, for her part,
looked so taken by the gesture, that her eyes kinda
watered up. I told her about our day at the mall, and
what fun we had. (leaving out SOME detail)
Sherry had to pull a shift tomorrow, her usual day off,
so they had to leave soon, as they were still tired from
all the events of the day before. We all walked to the
pick-up and hugged our goodbyes. Kim gave Becky a huge
hug, making even Becky grunt. Kim kissed her cheek and
said thank you for her new stuff, and jumped into my
arms for another quick kiss.
Sherry said she would call soon, just to check in with
us, she told Becky that she was so happy to see her look
so contented. She told her that she loved her, and
climbed into the truck. We watched them drive away...
Back in the apartment, we turned on the TV. I sat on the
love seat and Becky laid down, with her head on my lap.
And me? I was more comfortable and happier than I had
ever been. I stroked Becky's hair and let my mind
wonder. Nothing in particular, it was just sweet
contentment.
Becky fell asleep, in only about 15 minutes, the poor
little thing must have been totally wrung out. I could
look at that soft sweet face, every minute of every day,
for the rest of my life.
I carried Becky over to the bed, laid her down softly,
and got her undressed. I only left her panties on,
because it was still very warm. I undressed myself, shut
everything down, and slipped into bed, beside my little
angel. I was asleep the minute my arms wrapped around
Becky.
A wonderful dream had my heart racing, even in my sleep,
I was, in my dream, entering Becky's tight and very wet
silky hole, for the very first time. Nothing had ever
felt so right. She was moaning with great pleasure and I
was almost instantly ready to cum. And it happened
before I even knew that it was coming.
I shot stream after stream, of sperm from my cock, it
was like current, and electric current at that. My eyes
flew open in lust, and I saw faint light in the window,
and realized that Becky was licking my spunk, with
greedy lips and tongue. Sweet heavens!!! What a way to
wake up... I looked down into the most mischievous eyes
I have ever seen. There was even a lusting in them too.
It took a few minutes for my mind to clear, and all the
while, Becky was smiling at me, looking proud as can be,
at what she had managed. She moved up and kissed my
lips. And asked..." How did I do?" all I could manage
was a laugh and a deep hug... I said "Geeeez"... It
dawned on me that my little nymphet, was fingering
herself now. Evidently, she had really worked herself
up...
I eased her back onto her back, and took over the task
of rubbing her sex. She was absolutely soaked, her
panties were gone, and she was trembling all over, like
a shiver from a bad fever. Her breathing was very
ragged, and she was moaning like mad. I stopped my
movement, and just kept my hand and probing fingers in
place.
As she started to relax, I entered her sweet pussy with
my finger. Her hymen now gone, it went in with only
little effort. Her love canal was so wet, that in a
flash, my finger was buried inside of her wanting young
cunt. And the bucking and wreathing started out fast and
furious, she bit into her pillow with her head turned
sideways.
A muffled scream, and she was over the edge. Her pussy
clamped tightly as she was hit by the waves, I rammed my
finger as deep as it could go, and frantically finger
fucked her tight wet cunt. She let out more screams and
continued to buck, as I slowed my internal assault on
her soaking wet tunnel. After a huge explosion inside of
her subsided, I gently removed my invading finger. My
hand still covering her soft puffy mound, I caressed it
slowly, in small circular motion.
In all of the passion, neither of us had even had a
chance to pee, so my sweet young lover, pattered to the
toilet. Waiting outside, I was wondering if my cock
would actually fit. I am not real big, but average I
guess. Becky came out, and gave a quick hug, and allowed
me my time to empty my bladder.
Becky had a coffee filter out, and had emptied the old
one, and was placing the new filter into its place, this
seemed so impossibly domestic, I was amazed. She asked
me how much coffee she needed to put in, so I said 3 1/2
heaping table spoons, which she did like a pro. She
filled the decanter for the Bunn maker, and poured it
in. She must have been watching me closely before. She
closed the top, and switched the red toggle, and started
my coffee to brew.
I sat in a chair and motioned her over to me, and the
words just came...
"Becky? I don't understand everything in life, but I can
assure you of this... I have never loved anyone like
this in my life. Everything about you brings me great
joy."
I just held her to me and let the rush of feelings, wash
over me... Then Becky spoke... "every minute, I kinda
feel like... I don't know... Like I'm in a really big
dream or something, My tummy still gets tight every time
I touch you on your hand even. I guess I just love you
huh?"
"I think so." I said... I pulled her onto my lap, and
just held my sweet waif.
After French toast was made, we sat down to eat, we
looked at each other, and chatted a bit. Cleaning up was
a snap, and my naked little girl wanted to play. She
pulled me to the bed, and asked if we could try to fit
my thing in her. I kissed her long and deep. I laid her
back on the bed, and held her close, kissing her
everywhere I could. I spent time on her small nipples
and sucked them gently, I found her slick cunt, with my
fingers and started readying her for what we were going
to try. Again I told her between sucks and nibbles, that
if it hurt, we would have to stop, and wait. She just
moaned...
I found her entry and gently pushed my finger inside,
she let out a sweet little half squeal, that lingered
inside of her, I started working slow in and out, her
pussy was just to wonderful. She was wreathing around,
as my finger slowly went in and out of her sweet little
hole. My pace was steady and slow, each time she would
start to buck up on my finger, I would slow to a near
stop. I added a second finger, and she let out a gasp.
I asked her if she was OK, or if it hurt? She absently
moaned and shook her head no. Becky said that it felt so
good that she wanted to cry, geeez, what a beauty. Two
fingers in, and as far in as they could go, I slowed
then took them out. I patted her little mound, and
pulled her on top of me. Both legs spread wide, and
sitting just on my very hard cock, I told her exactly
what to do, and warned her to go slow...
She reached her hand down, and grabbed onto my throbbing
shaft, and guided it to her sweet loving hole. I felt
the opening as she shifted a bit. My cock was at the
gates of heaven. She lowered herself slowly.
"Relax" I said in a whisper. And as easy as that, she
lowered the head inside of her. Her eyes flew open, and
she grinned like a woman possessed. She let it just sit
there. Never had I felt anything so wonderful, she was
of course very tight, but at least it was not painful
for either of us. She came up about half way back out,
then sank down again, my pre-cum and her juices were
doing the job. She was now in about 2 inches, and was
making great headway.
Her concentration level was at its peak, as she took
even more. I was so enthralled just watching her, still
hard as a rock, but not feeling the feelings yet,
because she was amazing to watch. After about 2 minutes,
she just drove down hard, and the feelings hit me like a
truck, I was all the way inside of her. Her moan was
heavy, her face was stern, as she let her young, newly
stretched pussy get used to the feelings. My mind nearly
snapped, as she started back up my shaft, her tight
pussy was already starting to contract some, but she
picked up her pace, as she tried to steady her breath.
Her whimpers were of pleasure, starting deep in her
soul. I was lost! Suddenly she started frantically
bucking, rising fast and forcing herself down, I was
losing my breath also and moaning too. Her pussy was
like a vice made of silk, as she rode me so hard. She
stiffened and screamed as the flood of pleasure rushed
over her whole being, she started to move again, as her
tight cunt pinched my cock hard.
My cock was expanding and I could feel it build, then an
eruption started in my tummy and drove my sperm up and
out of my shaft, my mind went blank, as she continued to
ride, my cum blasting out from the head of my cock, then
she really lost it too, she stiffened even more and
contracted so hard, that I shot out my breath like I had
been holding it for hours. Christ it was tight!
Finally her cum filled cunt started to relax just a bit,
as the contractions were still pulsating like mad... Her
breath was in gasps, as she milked my cock dry, only
small amounts were now coming out, but the pleasure was
still deep inside me. She fell forward with fatigue and
overwhelming relief. My very satisfied cock, still as
deep inside, as it could go.
I slowly put my finger into her asshole. And she moaned
so sweetly... Totally spent! We actually dozed off in
that position. My Becky. (sigh)
Sunday morning was as sunny as could be, when I woke up
still dazed a bit, the smell of coffee filled the room.
I could hear the sound of Becky as she moved around the
kitchen, every now and then, I caught a quick sight of
her always nude, morning state. And as usual, with it
came a smile.
I got out of bed and into the bathroom, took care of my
morning relief, brushed my teeth and washed up a bit.
Knowing full well, there would a scolding, if I took the
time to shower before her breakfast treat.
Coffee was in a cup to greet me, along with a little
naked body, jumping up into my arms. She just glowed.
"I made us French toast and sausage for breakfast." Then
she hugged me and giggled into my neck...
I said "Really? What's the deal here?"
Becky only replied that she wanted to thank me for
loving her so good. What could I say to that, I simply
kissed her and gave her a loving hug.
Breakfast was awesome, it never occurred to me, that at
some point she may do something like that, but I was so
pleased at her gift. After cleaning up the kitchen, we
made very slow passionate love. Her young body was now
craving to be filled, and wanting to feel the excitement
that only came from the love we felt. It was magical. If
someone had told me this at any point in my life, I
would have never believed it. The emotions were so
complete.
We spent time in the park, took a long walk, and took
our lunch at Chucky Cheese. A pizza place that was
heaven for kids of all ages, and adults as well. And the
day just moved on at a very relaxed pace. Making love
most of the time we were home, or just snuggling, the
next day passed as well. It was time to return to work,
so Becky would be alone most of the day by herself.
I would return for lunch at noon, then go back to work
till 4:30. I gave her the instructions to stay inside,
and not to answer the door, or let anyone in. (not that
we got many knocks) we went out before bed, to get a
couple movies in case she got bored.
I got up Tuesday morning early, made coffee, took a
shower, and got our breakfast ready. I kissed Becky
awake, with a full on assault, and she came to life in a
burst of giggles and laughter. We rolled around on the
bed and ended it with a sweet kiss and a snuggle. Boy, I
hated the idea of being away from her. After what would
become our morning routine, of cleaning up, I set off to
work.
Lunch time was a nice surprise, she had made sandwiches
and my favorite, tomato soup. This was something I was
definitely enjoying. We kissed a bit and chatted, and
said our goodbyes like an old married couple, as I
reluctantly trudged back to work. This was how our Tues-
Wed and Thurs, went.
Sherry called on Sunday to check in on us, she reported
hearing nothing from social services or anyone regarding
Becky's piece of shit dad. Her reason for the call was
to remind me that Becky's 10th Birthday was on Friday. I
went out on the steps to talk more about this, and make
plans. Because of the problems with the absent maniac,
who may be on his way to the area, we decided that we
could do the party at my cousin's place, after getting
the OK, and just let it be a small affair.
To her knowledge, Becky had only had 1 Birthday party,
that she could remember. Usually it was just a cake and
not much else. With that in mind, we got it set up, and
would talk more during the week, as things took shape.
When I returned upstairs, I told Becky, "Your aunt
Sherry just called to remind me that you have a Birthday
coming up on Friday."
She just shrugged her shoulders and said "yeah... No
biggy."
I made mention that maybe on Friday we could go down to
my cousin's place and have a nice cook out and have cake
and ice cream. She gave me a big smile and only said
that it sounded good to her.
Our week went on, and Sherry called to get things
together, and tell me what was happening. We agreed that
Sherry would get a few things for Becky, as gifts for me
to give, that way Becky would be none the wiser, as the
day came. Sherry called Friday morning, just as Becky
and I had completed a round of very noisy morning sex.
Which always got my head straight. Sherry said she had
gotten the things I requested, and that everyone invited
would be there by 6pm. She and my cousin and his wife
had everything set.
Becky, was just Becky, the normal little love of my
life. Funny, cute and ohhhh so full of love. I had woke
her with kiss assault once again, wishing her a happy
Birthday, but not much else was said. It was a long day
for me, hell! I was the one excited!
At about 5pm, we were in the car, with a change of
clothes, for the following day. Becky seemed happy and
we talked about various things, I told her we would
spend the night at my cousin's house, and would stop in
there, long enough to drop off our things, then we would
meet Sherry and Kim at McDonald's, then all go back to
Jim's for ice cream and cake.
I also told her we could go shopping for her present
tomorrow when we returned home. Bless her heart, she
smiled and kissed me on the cheek, and relaxed next to
me as we drove on. She was already excited to see Sherry
and Kim, so she was overjoyed, that she was actually
celebrating a Birthday in some way. She had no clue!
We pulled up into the driveway of the quiet home of my
Cousin's, we knocked on the door, and made our way in.
Jim stood at the sink, toweled off his hands, and with a
big grin, said... "Happy Birthday Becky!" Becky went
straight to him and gave him a hug and kiss, and that
wonderful bright smile. She thanked him.
Jim told Becky that the kids were in back, and that they
wanted to wish her a Happy Birthday too, before we went
off to eat. So out the back door we went. A huge
thundering applause broke out, and screams of Happy
Birthday erupted. Becky just stopped in her tracks, as
shock hit her hard. There were at least 30 people to
greet her. She turned and looked up, she blinked a
couple rimes, and her eyes filled with tears... She
melted into me as the reality set in, and she was mobbed
by kids and adults alike. After a minute, she turned and
started with hugs and kisses and thank you bids. She was
overwhelmed.
Her Aunty picked her up and kissed her, giving Becky a
chance to see 300 balloons, a gigantic banner, with
Happy Birthday Becky in 3 foot letters... Food was
cooking, tables were all out and decorated. Poor girl
was still in shock. Jim said "Food is as hot as the
cook! Let's eat!!!"
The food was all out in buffet style, fish, chicken,
burgers, brats and hotdogs. There were cottage fries and
several hot dishes, as well as cold salads and veggie
and meat trays. I was simply amazed at what they had all
done. But I knew that it was done, with the
understanding that Becky had never really had a proper
party, but also because of that all looming threat, of
her father's return. They had dug deep and came up with
solid gold....
The kids played in water, played volleyball and kept the
swings squeaking for hours. And most of us adults got
into the action as well. The music was great and it was
a smash hit!
The cake and ice cream was brought out, and everyone
rushed to the tables... It was quite the sight and quite
the day. I was so happy, that in some ways, I was a
wreck myself. They had done a terrific job... The
candles were lit, and the song was sung, as Becky took
center stage and blew out the candles. Wonderful.
Becky sat in my lap and was close to me for the first
time since we arrived. It was a sight to see. As soon as
the cake was being served, out came the gifts, talk
about eyes wide open... Becky's mouth dropped open, and
tears started to flow, and flow... I held her close as
the waves of emotion over took her little body. I sat
Becky in my chair and stood up to say a few words.
I told them that everything was just great, that the
party was one of the best I had ever seen. And thanked
Sherry and my family, a very heartfelt thank you. I had
to add also, that this was a very new thing for Becky,
and that, that made it even more special. And thanked
them again. Becky looked up through tear filled eyes and
wet face, and said "thank you everyone" in a hushed
sweet voice... The applause went up as Becky burst into
tears of happiness and awe, once again. The gifts were
opened and we ate cake.
The night came to a pleasant close, as people hugged and
kissed Becky and said there goodbyes. In memory, I could
not remember being so tired and drained. Sherry was the
last to leave after helping clean up. We got a brief
chat in even. Jim and his wife pulled out the hideaway
bed from the sofa and put on fresh sheets. Then with
kisses for Becky, Sherry and Kim, they went to the
bedroom to get some much needed sleep.
Sherry was worried about Becky's dad, and after Becky
was sleeping, she told me so. No word yet as to where he
was, or what he was doing. She was just as worried for
me as for Becky. Listening to her talk, helped my
resolve to make sure Becky was safe. No matter what, she
would be safe. I promised Sherry with all the certainty
I could, that Becky would never need worry, and that
things would be OK. Sherry kissed a snoring Becky, gave
me a hug and said good bye.
Turning out the kitchen light, I crawled slowly into bed
as well. Not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty. She
had to be even more drained than me, the kids had been
at full speed for over four hours. And as soon as I
settled in, I was out cold.
My cousin and his wife were up early, they and the kids
were off to a county fair, to help out with group of FFA
kids. So as we woke up, it was a flash bang, shower,
change of clothes and hit the road. After thanking them
as much as I could, we got in the car and backed out.
Being an early Saturday, nobody was stirring around
much. So off we went. Becky actually dosed off again,
she looked so sweet, and even the corners of her full
lips seemed to be in a permanent little smile.
I pulled in for coffee and was careful not to wake
Becky, and returned in less than 2 minutes and was back
in the car. It dawned on me then, that we had a tail.
And older model Malibu, in very bad repair, seemed to be
behind us. The car had been at Jim's when we backed out,
I remembered it, because I had had one just like it,
many years ago. Only mine had been totally restored, and
the one following looked rough, to say the least. Not
looking up with my head, I kept my eye on it as we drove
back toward home.
In keeping my watch, it was some time after Becky had
woke up, that I was even aware of it. She snuggled in
next to me.
She said... "I still can't believe that party. I never
had one like that before. I can't even tell you what all
I felt," so we talked some. I reminded her that Sherry
and my family were the ones who should get the credit,
that they really even amazed me...
After a few seconds she said "Yeah, But Aunty Sherry
said it was all your plan," so I told her that I did
play a small role in it, but that I was shocked at how
it turned out. She giggled and drifted off in, her
memories of it as we drove on.
The car stayed with us as we made several turns, but
always drifted back a bit, but would catch up again
every so often. Like wanting to stay close, but not so
close as to call attention to me. He must have been
stupid as well as a criminal. I guess it goes hand in
hand.
We took our bag out of the back seat, and made our way
to the apartment. I told Becky that maybe she should
shower quick, because that was my plan too. Giving me
time to ponder this new dilemma. After 15 minutes or so,
a naked body hit my lap, hugs and a major tongue fight
followed. She must have said "I love you" at least 10
times that morning, but damn, if I could ever get tired
of hearing it. I told Becky to pick out something casual
to wear, and headed for the shower myself, still
plotting a move in my mind.
I put on jeans and a t-shirt, and slipped on my work
boots. Becky was in the fridge with juice in her hand,
and pulling out a sweet role from the bread box. I
grabbed a cup of cold coffee and nuked it. That is not
normal for me, but I needed a caffeine fix quick, and
even day old would give me boost.
Becky just looked at me, and asked me what was in my
mind, why was I so quiet. Making up any reason, I said I
was still tired from yesterday, and was starting to
think about her school and stuff. All that got me was a
wrinkled nose look, followed by a big grin. I told Becky
to eat up, we could lock up quick, and enjoy the sun
from the park, while we made our own special day plans,
to complete her Birth Day together, just for us. I had
noticed several parents and kids in the park, and I
figured witnesses would be good here, if I could manage
to draw Becky's dad out. The steeled toed boots were
also a part of my plan.
Everything in place, we went across the street, and
found an open swing. It was on an end, so I just turned
my side into the pole and leaned, making small talk with
Becky. I bent over and kissed her head, and again,
wished her a Happy Birthday. I also heard a little
squawk of a badly rusted door hinge, and knew that the
game was on.
A few seconds later, Becky let out a gasp, and said
"ohhh noooo" turning to look where her eyes were, and
knowing what I would find, I stood straight and turned,
and watched Becky's dad approach. He was walking with
good pace, with a sneer on his angry face, as he got
closer. He was an inch or so taller than me, and a few
pounds of muscle, and this added bulk. Geeeeez, my lucky
day...
In what was to be an intimidating voice, he stopped
short and said, "Who the fuck are you?" I had to
chuckle, it did look crazy. Boy, did that piss him off!
He said "That's my daughter, asshole. You better back
off."
After a beat I said, "Show me some ID asshole," in the
same timber he had used, just to further piss him off.
It worked. He stepped in and took a big swing, it grazed
the top of my head, and Becky screamed!!! As I came back
up, I used a full uppercut into his belly, up high,
where it would affect his breathing, and followed that
up with 2 more, even more powerful shots.
He was now in a semi bent position, and trying to get
his breath, but before he could do anything, I held and
pushed his head down as I brought up my knee. The blood
flew! Becky was now silent, as was everyone else. He was
the only one making any noise. I kicked him in the ribs
and he tried to role away, that's when I put the
finishing kick to his spine. It was aimed and had full
power. He let out a scream of pain, and was thrashings
his arms in a floppy motion.
I turned and grabbed a shocked Becky, and pulled her
into my arms. I told her to please go sit on the
apartment steps, and that I would be with her in a very
short time. My phone in hand, I dialed 911. After a
quick run down, I said that there may be need for
paramedics also, and ended the call. Stunned people
stood about, not saying a single word. I asked if they
could watch this beast, and stick around till the cops
came. They didn't reply, but only with nodding heads,
did they seem to be even say OK. I am sure that they
were also of a mind to run like hell, if the guy started
to get up. But I knew that, that was not going to
happen. Probably ever!
As I made my way across the street, I saw Becky looking
like I had never seen before. Nothing in her eyes at
all. Shock I think. Sitting down next to her, I put my
arm on her shoulder, and told her that she has nothing
to worry about now. She just leaned in and said nothing.
The sirens came soon and 4 squads in all, pulled into a
stop all over the street. I asked Becky to please stay
seated and wait for me. I kissed her cheek and walked
toward the cops.
Witnesses told the story as I only listened. After about
5 adults and 4 kids, told what they saw. They turned to
me and asked for my side of it. The others names were
taken down, and they were told to go home for now, that
if they needed more information, that they would be in
touch, and thanked them for sticking around.
Leaving out the fact that, I had watched him following
us home for a close to an hour trip, I told them what
happened as I remembered it. Also telling them about
Becky, may be able to talk too, and pointed to her
sitting on the steps.
After telling them that evidently this guy was probably
Becky's dad, who was just let out of prison in Texas. I
told them about Sherry, and social services, and why
Becky was temporarily in my care. And then went into the
fight details. It all went fast and they took very close
notes. The paramedics arrived and took the piece of shit
away. I was not certain as to whether or not I should
have just killed the bastard. But with people around, I
had probably did the right thing.
An officer accompanied me over to where a lady officer
was talking to Becky, and taking note also. We stood
quietly and waited. Becky however, stood and took 3
steps, and stood next to me, holding my hand and arm,
just for a sense of security I think. The interviews
ended, and they said that if follow up was needed, they
would call. They told me that, if we needed to be out of
the area, to please notify them as to our plans. And
they left. The only remaining cops, were going over the
car that the prick drove.
I called Sherry and told her a small bit of what
happened, and she said that she would be here in about
an hour. Becky and I went up the stairs.
As soon as We went in, I was reaching for the coffee
pot. Becky stopped me, and asked if she could do it. It
was obvious that she wanted to keep occupied with her
hands, more than her thoughts. So I just sat quiet,
watched and waited, to hear what was on her mind. After
filling and hitting the on button, she turned and
launched herself into my arms. A few tears had found the
path down her cheeks.
"I was so scared! I thought he would hurt you like he
did mommy."
"I know, and I understand. Thank you honey," was all I
said. God bless her, she asked if I was alright. I
snuggled in and told her I was fine, as long as she was
OK. That she was everything in the world, that mattered
to me. She again said she loved me, and I responded with
the usual I love you more... We sat...
True to her word, Sherry knocked on the door about an
hour later. I mixed us each screw drivers and sat down
to chat, she was in total shock at the story I laid out,
from noticing him following us, to the very end. But
also explained carefully that the police were never told
that I saw him following us, and that for legal reasons,
that she should forget that part also, as I had no clue
as to what was going to happen. The girls were watching
cartoons, and Becky was slowly getting the events pushed
back in her mind. We would talk more as time went on,
because I knew that she would need to let it out, as
things came up in her mind.
Sherry hugged me and said, "I never knew you to be a
fighter! Where the hell did that come from?"
It kinda made me smile, but I just told her, that I was
lucky that day, never talking much about the training I
had gotten in the military. (for Becky's sake, I was
glad that I had gotten it) Truth be known, in most
cases, I hated fights. Just not that day, in my heart I
wished I had been able to kill him instead. And with the
fear and pain he had caused Becky, I would feel that way
forever...
Sherry left Becky with me, and she would let me know
what social services had to say, and what action they
wanted to see happen. We walked them to the car, and
watched and waved as they drove down the street, and
turned out of sight. It was just us again.
Becky was relieved I think, she did not mention the
day's events again, as we watched TV, giggled and
laughed at the movie, The Lion King. The plan to
celebrate had turned into a quiet late afternoon and
evening at home. We ordered pizza and bread sticks, and
cut some fresh fruit. We ate and snuggled in peace.
At about 10pm, early for us on a Saturday, we shut
everything off and crawled into bed. As I put my arms
around her, as we started to spoon, Becky let her hand
slip behind her, to fondle my not so erect cock. That
condition lasted only for about 20 seconds... I stroked
her small nipples and used my tongue on her ear, getting
a quick giggle that turned to a soft moan. I wanted to
watch her as we made love, so I rolled onto my back, and
gently pulled her on top of me.
We kissed with gentle care, and just let ourselves melt
into each other. As I stroked her sweet globes, she
started to move a bit. I could feel her heat coming up
to meet my lower tummy. She slid down a small way, and
arched herself up, as reached in between us, she guided
me into her soft hairless mound. My hard throbbing
member was rubbing her clit, as she gently moved around.
Using her arch and feeling the way, she got my cock head
to the small opening of her tight, and now very wet
pussy. She moved ever so slowly down even further, as
she let out a moan, as the head cleared her entry. She
dug her tongue in my mouth, and received a soft sucking
action as my wanting mouth craved after her soft
invader. She slowly broke off and pushed herself up, so
she could fill her body with my hot stiff cock. I almost
came right then.
As soon as I bottomed out in her wet tight hole, she
reacted like a wild nympho, and started to rise up and
slam down again and again. Her sounds were so heated in
desire, that I started to drive back with her. Her face
was of total passion, her mouth was open and breathing
hard, as the joyful moans mixed in with her gasps for
air. She started to shake and tremble with my hands
grabbing her hips.
Then she stiffened as her tight pussy, clenched on to
me, with a force that made me cry out. It seemed like
time had stopped, as many seconds went by before her
grip finally let up on my shaft. Then came the flood, I
could feel her gushing, as the constant contractions of
the wildest orgasm she had ever had, washed over her
young body. I could not stop now, my mind went off
kilter as I started to move hard against her, using my
hands to help drive into her as hard as I could.
She was bucking again as her body thrashed hard, trying
to get more and more of our coupling. I felt my shaft
swell fast, and felt the sperm shoot up the length of
me, nobody was in control at this point, as her next
wave hit, I exploded inside of her. Every nerve in my
body seemed to scream, even the hairs all over me stood
up on end. The current was like nothing I had ever felt
before. Our frantic slamming came to a stop, as the last
of, I have no idea, how many spurts, was forced out of
me. I shook, she shook, as she fell hard to my soaking
wet chest. The trembling just would not stop. It was
like being paralyzed, but with a current still gripping
my entire body.
Becky did not respond as I kissed her forehead, she had
once again fainted, and was just out of it. It took a
full 5 minutes for my cock to realize it was spent, and
finally started to soften inside of her. I gently rolled
to my side, and guided her down onto the bed. Never had
my body felt so drained and weak! And somewhere in the
bliss, I slept...
A flurry woke me up with a shock, as Becky was giving me
a taste of my own medicine. She rained kisses all over
my face and lips, and it was the first time in my life
that I laughed silly as the fog of sleep went away. WOW!
After our kisses and cuddles, and those all important
words of love, we each went to the bathroom. She then I
relieved ourselves, and made our way, into the shower.
We washed each other and just enjoyed the hot water, as
it washed over us, while we were locked together in
embrace.
After a good toweling off, Becky ran out, naked as can
be. Leaving me to dry myself, find my cargo shorts and a
polo shirt, and get dressed, for the day ahead.
After breakfast and a quick clean up, Becky finally
found a nice summer dress to wear. It had been decided
over cereal, coffee and juice, that we would make up for
our lost Saturday, and head to the zoo. At least that
was the plan...
As we got outside, a bunch of voices came rushing at us,
we were lost in the confusion for a couple minutes,
trying to grab a hold of what the hell was happening. It
was media! 8 or 10, maybe more people, all shouting
questions at us fast and furious. It scared the hell out
of us both for awhile. I looked around and gathered my
wits, at least what wits were left at that point. Becky
had a death grip on my arm, and had her face push into
me hard, and turned away from the snapping camera's and
Shouts.
I held up my hands in mock surrender, and waited for the
crowd to quiet at least some. Then, with about 4
microphones pushed in close, the questions about the day
before, began. It seemed like hours and hours as I stood
there, answering questions. At some point even a few
questions were aimed directly at Becky.
There was a big shot of pride inside of me, as Becky did
her best to answer those questions as best as she could.
As the questions started to slow, we made our way to the
car. And without any more answers we pulled out through
hundreds of eyes. Neighbors and spectators, that must
have been waiting. Just to watch what was happening and
perhaps be a part of the action.
As we neared the end of the block, Becky, still looking
behind us, summed it up right... She said "Holy
shit!"... And with that came laughs from me, and a fit
of giggles from her. And after a short time, we got
around to all the fuss, and talked about how scared and
shocked we both were, and how we now felt about it. It
was actually pretty exciting for us, and we seemed to
agree on that.
We went to a small free zoo, quite a ways away, but a
place I had been to several times. Later came lunch, and
a trip to a small mall, not real far from our apartment.
By phone, with a nearly maxed out credit card, I had
ordered a gold locket for Becky. At the jewelers
counter, I gave her my name, and told her that I had an
item to pick up. She went behind her and selected the
small box, and in turn, handed it to me, and the receipt
as well, I produced my ID and signed the other receipt.
Becky was not real sure what was going on, but seemed to
take it all in stride. We left the shop, and found a
drink cart, not far from the door. We ordered malts and
found a small table.
I handed the box to Becky. Bless her heart, she looked
into my eyes, and blinked at the water that was forming
in her eyes. It was my turn to explain, that the things
she had gotten from me, at the party, were just most of
her Birthday gifts, but that I had saved one, just for
us to share.
Becky opened the box and took out the locket, it was a
14 ct. Gold heart. And on the back, she read... "Becky,
I love you with all my heart and soul," and the tears
flowed, first from her, and then from me, as I could
almost imagine what she felt in her heart.
I then repeated a poem that somehow stayed in my memory,
from way back in early high school years. It just
seemed, for the first time, appropriate... Becky? Please
listen close to the words from my soul...
I do believe that God above, created you for me to love.
He picked you out from all the rest, because he knew
I'd love you best.
I once had a heart of my own, that's true, but now it's
gone, from me to you.
Take good care of it, as I have done, for now you have
two, and I have none.
I love you angel...
It took awhile for her soft cry to come to an end, but
she came to my lap, and kissed my cheek. I took the
locket and put it on her, and pulled the hair gently
over the chain. It all seemed so wonderful, perfect in
fact, I kissed her cheek, and set her back down, to
finish our malts.
As we arrived back home, there were still a couple
reporters waiting, it seemed we were not entirely done
yet... I told them that after 3 questions each, that we
would go upstairs, and took them one at a time. It was
much more civil than before anyway. Questions asked and
answered, we went upstairs and the reporters slowly
left. What a couple days those were...
My Becky, had no feelings for her dad, only dislike and
never wanting to ever see him again. She was lost in her
love, and had healed that quickly... my Becky....(sigh)
Sherry had called before bed time, to see how things
were, and after a brief chat, telling her just bits
about the reporters, I turned the phone over to Becky.
After raving about her locket, and more idle chatter,
she said her I love you, and then said goodbye.
Dinner, was chicken and veggies in a stir fry, with rice
and a slice of Birthday cake, left over from the party.
And we settled in for the evening. We had talked a
little about watching the news, just to see it.
Wondering how goofy we must have looked, and just
snuggled in, watching re-runs of Happy Days.
At 10pm, I flipped it to a local news. Good God! There
we were, the lead story even. I am still not sure of
what I felt, it was so overwhelming for both of us. It
was obvious that when Becky finally faced the cameras
that the camera really loved her. She looked amazing...
There were even comments to that effect spoken by
reporters, to the point that Becky was blushing bright
pinkish red.
Overall, it actually did not leave us looking as bad as
we had thought. And there were interviews of a few
witnesses that saw how the event unfolded. The Doctor
that was interviewed, gave a very fast report, and said
no more. He said that Ted had a severed spine, and was
not expected to ever walk again. This, I already knew.
A short amount of questions to the reporters on the
scene, and the story of Ted, as pieced together by
phone. Ted had gotten out of a Texas prison, after
serving 3 years, on 4 counts of robbery and assault. The
victims were a single elderly woman, a single elderly
man, and the last was a couple, in their early 50's. In
general, it was thought that Ted got less than he
deserved.
We didn't talk much about the report, after it was over.
It was just a relief that it was all over, and that
Becky was safe from that loony. We turned off
everything, and crawled into bed. We made love again,
and fell asleep in each other's arms. Sherry called
about a half hour later, excited over all that she had
heard. She said she was sorry she woke us, but just had
to call, and that she would wait for us to call her as
soon as we could. And sleep came back fast.
My eyes opened at about 7am, and the first thing I saw
was Becky's sweet face. She had been watching me sleep.
I smiled big and she said, "I wish I could really tell
you how I feel inside me, but just to say, love, isn't
strong enough ya know?" It was understood, and I told
her so, and in fact, those same thoughts had occurred to
me many times too. We kissed briefly and snuggle a bit.
Then feet on the floor, we started our day.
After breakfast, I called my boss, I was about to
explain to him that I needed time off, and why. But he
stopped me dead, and said he had seen the news. It was
crazy, he was gushing with pride, that one of his
workers had done something that needed doing, and showed
so much passion for the safety of a young girl, who had
had a rough start at life. It was kind of a surprise and
all, but he told me to take the whole 3 days off, and he
would make sure that I even got paid for it. I found
myself saying thank you, and clicking off.
We had gotten a few phone calls over the next few days,
and even one from CNN, and another from a today show,
just phone interviews, because that was all I would
allow. It was important for me, to just let it fade, I
did not want this whole thing, to stay front and center
in Becky's young mind.
The craziest part yet was to come through on Friday. We
had woke up slow, made love and made breakfast. We got
tidied up, showed and dressed. We took cokes from the
fridge, and made our way to the park. Setting on swings,
we were pretty much alone, we just soaked up the morning
sun as it peaked through fluffy white clouds, every now
and again.
Maybe an hour later, a brand new Caddy pulled up, in
front of the apartment. A couple got out, and went to
the door. They reached for the top button on the left
side of the door, and began to wait. It dawned on me,
that it was our bell they were ringing, I hurried Becky
and myself over to the street as they rang the bell one
more time. The lady noticed us and they both turned
around, and waited as we crossed over.
I gave him our names in introduction, and asked if we
could help him. They both just smiled at us briefly,
then he stuck out his hand, and introduced himself as
Samuel Trundell and his wife Diane. We all shook hands.
Mr. and Mrs. Trundell were the couple from Texas that
had been brutally attacked by Becky's father.
He has suffered a concussion, as had his wife, but that
also her jaw had been broken badly as well. I asked them
inside for coffee, as I told them to not expect much out
of our humble home. Maybe the Caddy made me do it, or
the fact that they were dressed in clothing that looked
like it would cost me 4 months pay to have. (or more)
Mr. Trundell and his lovely wife just waved it off, and
said they were just grateful to get a chance to meet us.
Only having 2 regular chairs, I seated them, as Becky
poured coffee. I took the folding chair and sat also.
Becky smiled and brought the coffee over, then sat on my
lap, as the chat got underway.
It appeared that all 4 victims in Texas, were from
wealthy areas, chosen by Ted, for just that reason. They
did not live close to each other, but had became
friendly, from a shared trauma, and court proceedings.
After hearing the stories, and listening close. Mr.
Trudell dropped the BIG BOMB!
For well over a week, it failed to hit home to me, and
I'm not sure if Becky ever did get the rush, that
reality brought. But all 4 victims had put together
funds, along with friends and family members, to present
to us as a gift. Plus an open invitation to visit them
any time we wished, just so we could meet everyone.
He handed me a card, and explained to my shaky mind,
that the card was a bank card from his own personal bank
in the Grand Cayman Islands, that they also had a
vacation home on. The amount on the card was on a
receipt in the amount of 2,750,000.00, I was lost! It
had to be a dream, it just had to be. I sat there
looking at the card, then looking at the 2 of them, as
they just smiled and waited for me to come out of my
state of utter shock.
When I was able to speak again, I had no words, my mouth
was parched dry. After a sip of coffee, I told them that
this couldn't possibly be real, that things like this
only happen in books or in movies.
Mr. Trundell just smiled, put his hand on my shoulder,
and said it was real, as a tear even formed in his eye.
Mrs. Trundell placed her hand on Becky's leg, and leaned
in and gave her a loving kiss on her cheek. Mr. Trundell
and his wife went on to tell us, that the prison had
informed them of his being set free. And that the
victims all agreed, to each, hire personal security, to
make sure that Ted would not come back, for a type of
revenge.
Sweet Jesus! It was just a strange feeling, my face felt
flush, and the hair on my neck felt a tingle. It was
just too much.
By the time it had started to set in, we were all
starving. They asked us to join them, and asked Becky,
what her favorite place was? I laughed as she came out
with the answer, I knew would come out.
"Chucky Cheese?" she said... I have to admit, that for
very wealthy people, they were very good natured and
warm. But mostly just simple people, and as down to
earth as they come.
After dinner and lots of laughs and chat, the Trundell's
bid farewell, and headed for a hotel. They had taken an
early flight and were totally spent. Not that Becky's
dance challenge on the floor game, helped much. But we
did have a wonderful time. They told us they would call
us, before they left on their flight the next day. And
after exchanging hugs and handshakes, they drove off.
It was just unreal, the card was still on the table, for
God's sake. I was so excited and in shock, that I forgot
it there, and simply left for dinner. I memorized the
pin number, and tore the paper up. And put the card in
my wallet. Even my hands were still shaking. My heart
rate was out of sight, and if I live to be a thousand, I
could never explain the feelings I had.
It took Sherry a long time to swallow this news also, as
I called her not much after the Trundell's drove away.
Becky just watched me with interest and a soft smile, as
I re-told the whole story to Sherry's unbelieving ears.
She talked to Becky briefly, and said her I love you
wishes, and ended the call. The rest of the day, and a
sleepless night, still left me kinda dazed confused.
After the Trundell's left, an days turned to a week or
so, things settle down finally. I had went back to work,
just to finish off the season. I bought a house, not far
from my cousin, a new car, but nothing fancy, and got us
all settled in. Having a house was great man, and it fit
our life wonderfully. Because of all the hoopla, it was
concluded, that home school should be added for Becky's
education, at least for a time.
With Sherry's blessings, and the blessings of social
services, after mid winter, Becky was placed into my
care formally. As it turned out years later, it became a
lifetime thing. And to this day, we are still happy, and
more in love than ever... My Becky... (sigh)