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The Dock
by Anonymous Author (no address provided)
***
Secluded moon-lit dock gives little birthday girl the
gifts she wants. (Mg, preteen, ped, drugs)
***
Keith was tired yet longed for action as he looked out
over the lake's shimmering, moon-lit water. Sexual
action. The kind readily available from his college
town's nightlife, especially for a handsome 20-year-old
guy with a 10-inch cock.
But that action, including his coed girlfriends that he
regularly bedded, was far away from his dock, a secluded
spot known only to him. Surrounded by seemingly
impenetrable ring of trees and brush, the forgotten dock
long had offered him much-needed solitude -- and in
recent years it was a great place to secretly smoke a
joint.
Carefully opening a baggie from the pocket in his
bathing trunks, Keith fired up a fat one and thought
about his day. This summer Mother and father had passed
up the annual trip to the lake in order to tour Europe,
and he had begged off using long-overdue maintenance
projects at the family's lakeside compound as an excuse.
It was great having the mansion to his sexual pleasures,
but now Keith had to pay the price for his subterfuge.
All day long he had scraped, sanded, repaired and
painted their three rowboats.
And all day long he had been, well, sexually harassed by
his little cousin, pigtailed Jennifer, who'd turned 10
that day. Sporting a brand-new $300 beaded Niemen Marcus
string bikini, the birthday girl had danced, pranced and
played around him, trying her very best to make Keith
notice her. Oh, he had alright.
As her spaghetti straps loosened, there'd been a nip
slip here and a lip slip there until Keith had seen
every part of her little 10-year-old body -- including
her rosebud. Sadly, there wasn't much to see: Jennifer
had no tits yet, only puffy areolas. Her pussy was bald.
No cunt lips, just a dark line.
Sex with a preteen had never entered Keith's mind. He
had all the legal pussy he could handle. It was just
that, after three arduous workdays at camp, Jennifer
made him wish he was back with his "fuck buddies."
Holding in his third toke, Keith was amusing himself by
recounting the number of times she purposefully had
exposed herself when a sing-song voice rang out:
"I know what chur doin!"
Startled, Keith nearly fumbled his joint, catching it
with his other hand! Shit! It was Jennifer, who then
made exaggerated sniffing sounds on the other side of
the brush. "I know you're in there! I can smell it, and
I want in!"
Keith thought of snuffing the joint and quickly exiting
the secluded enclosure to protect the dock's secrecy,
then denying the pot. But the way the waif slurred some
of her words reminded him of something he'd noticed last
susmmer: Jennifer was sneaking booze from under her
parents' nose.
"Keeeeeeith! I knooow!"
Her voice as loud, and Keith couldn't have that. "Caught
me," he confessed in a hushed tone. "But pipe down or
we'll both be in trouble."
"How'd I get in," she whispered not so quietly. "I can't
see anything after dark."
"Sidestep close around the evergreen, then duck low
under the branches to your right," he replied.
"Owwww! There's no opening, and it's all thorny."
"Your other right," he replied sarcastically.
"Oh."
Then there she was, emerging onto the dock in her
loosened bikini with pigtails swaying. "High there,
cuz!" she practically shouted.
"Ssssh!" Keith said, patting the end of the dock where
he sat with legs dangling over the end. "Come on out
into the moonlight."
Walking, arms outstretched, as if on a tightrope,
Jennifer shakily joined him on his right.
Yup. In the light of a full moon, sure enough, Keith
could once again see a nipple peeking out from under the
side of the beaded triangle nearest him.
"Going for a swim?" he asked.
"Nah, had enough of the water today."
Keith got his foot ready to scoop water her direction.
"You can never get enough..." And he quickly jerked up
his leg to splash her.
Jennifer recoiled and scooted back on the rough dock.
"Yeow!" she shrieked. "Something bit me!"
"Where?"
"On my butt, stupid. Ooooh, it hurts."
"Let's see," Keith said and tried to help her turn her
tail into the moonlight. Jennifer's knee slid off the
end of the dock, and he had to catch her with his arm
around her lower waist.
"Where exactly?"
Jennifer raised her hand to point to her "taint," as
from the old saying, "It ain't her pussy and it ain't
her asshole; it just taint. Keith saw the problem: When
she slid back away from the droplets, her right butt
cheek rolled, and a splinter stabbed her tender flesh
that should have been covered by her bikini bottom.
"It's probably a piece of wood from the dock."
"Ooooh! Can you get it out? Please?"
"I'll try," Keith said, moving his free hand to her butt
and purposefully sliding his fingers farther from the
suit in order to miss the splinter.
"Nooo, it's closer to my suit," Jennifer said. "Please
try again."
This time Keith ran his fingers down the side of the
bikini bottom, pressuring its edge into her crack so
that he actually touched a pussy lip.
Jennifer gasped aloud! Then, trying unsuccessfully to
regain her composure, she barked: "Noooo, that's too
far in!"
"Riiiiight," Keith whispered suggestively before making
a third swipe, which of course found the splinter. He
jiggled it to make her moan and perhaps forget the pot
that started this intrusion. Then he removed it with a
quick yank.
"Where is it?" Jennifer asked.
"The splinter? I tossed it into the lake..."
"No, the pot. Hand it over," the birthday girl demanded.
"I'm not gettin' my butt stuck for nuttin."
"No way," Keith responded. "First of all, you're too
young for..."
"I smoked pot plenty of times," she interrupted. "Well,
every time I sleep over at Thur's."
"Thur's?"
"Yeah, Heather, my BFF!"
"Shhh! Second of all, this is a very strong
aphrodisiac..."
"Afro-what?"
"Aphrodesiac."
"What's that?"
"It turns you on..."
"No duh!"
"No, more than that It, uh, makes you feel and do things
you shouldn't at your age," Keith tried to explain.
"Like what?"
Wanting to shock and thus discourage her, he hissed: "It
gets you wet."
"Been wet all day, cuz" she answered. "Still got my new
suit on, huh? Whatcha think?"
"I mean wet down there," Keith said with a sexual tone,
putting a finger on top of her thigh next to her bikini
bottom.
"Oh. Ooooh," Jennifer whispered. "I get it," adding
after a pause, "Sooo... That's what I like about pot."
"Well, you're oversexed as it is..."
"Exactly whaddaya mean by that?"
"You've been flashing me all day, and you know it,"
Keith said kiddingly. Jennifer smiled and ducked her
head.
When she looked back up, her face was stern as she tried
blackmail: "I'll tell daddy what chur doin..."
Keith was ready: "No you won't or you'll have to explain
what 'chur doin' out this late with booze on your
breath."
Jennifer paused, then brightened. "Okay, but it's still
my birthday, and I don't remember you getting me a
present."
"Got me there," he conceded with a sign. Keith was
fighting a losing battle. "Okay, but remember: you asked
for it."
Keith relit the joint and handed it to her. But Jennifer
began to cough loudly on her very first toke. And then
on the second and third, too.
Noticing tears running down her cheeks, Keith retrieved
the joint. He thought it was from the coughing until he
heard sobs. "I can't do it," she sniffed. "This ruins
everything."
Keith at first thought "mission accomplished." But his
previous wondering of just how capable a 10-year-old
girl's body was of experiencing orgasms changed his
mind.
He consolingly put his arm around her shoulders and
wiped at her tears. "I thought you said you'd smoked pot
before?"
"Yes, but it was with Thur's bong that she'd sneak from
her brother's room."
"Water filled?"
"Yeah, she'd suck the smoke into the bong, then hand it
to me."
"Then I've got an idea," Keith said. "I'll be your bong,
of sorts."
"REALLY!"
"Sssh, yes, I'll suck the smoke into my lungs, pause a
moment to let it cool, then breathe it into you. That
should work. When I signal, you breathe out. Pretend my
mouth is the bong and breathe in."
Without waiting for her reply, Keith took a deep toke
and pressed on Jennifer's flat chest -- squarely on her
bikini top with thumb and forefinger depressing her
nipples. The jarring touch caused Jen to gasp instead,
so Keith pressed harder with a closed-mouth grunt,
pushing her nipples into her ribcage to force her to
exhale while cupping the back of her head with his other
hand. Not taking any chances, he covered her mouth with
his and blew her lungs full. Then he tapped her chin to
close her mouth and whispered, "Hold it!"
He leaned back to see Jen giving him a tight-lipped
smile. Success!
"Hold it. Hold it. Hold it," he repeated as he slowly
traced a finger around a triangle of her bikini. When
she finally exhaled, Keith wasted no time administering
another hit, this time accidently-on-purpose pulling the
spaghetti strings loose behind her neck. When he traced
her top this time, his finger caught a string and first
one and then both triangles peeled away, exposing her
titless chest to the moonlight.
Jen didn't react, mostly because Keith was smoking
"blind ump," so named because when smoked in pinches in
a pipe, two strikes of a match and you were out.
Saying "Oh, wow," Jen moved a hand to recover her
exposed nipples, but Keith caught it and with respect
said, "You're gonna have some great wrack, girl."
"Ra-ra-really," she asked. "How do... ?"
"Your puffy areolas clearly indicate your breasts will
be big," he made up. "Maybe huge."
"Breasts," Jen whispered proudly under her breath,
adding "Huge." She liked the sound of that -- and the
fact that a handsome grown-ass man said it after seeing
her topless.
"And look how your nipples are standing out," he added.
"You're going to be one sexy lady soon." Making a bold
move, he asked, "May I?" And without waiting for her
answer, he gently squeezed one nipple, then the other,
evoking pleasurable whimpers. "See, they're even bigger
now," he said with pride.
Check one: this 10-year-old's nipples worked, Keith
thought.
Keith again brought the glowing joint between their
faces. "This time, let's share the smoke," he said.
"We'll breathe back and forth. I'll show you."
Jen said nothing. Her already racing heart beat even
faster in anticipation of Keith pushing on her now bare
nipples. She hoped he'd crush them between her ribs
again. "Mmmmm," she moaned aloud when Keith again
squarely hit her targets.
Keith controlled the breathing at start, alternately
sucking and pushing the smoke through their open mouths.
Soon, though, Jen partnered him in the exchanges. He
forced another moan from Jen when he flicked his tongue
in and out of her mouth with each exchange. He was
tempted to play with her nipples, but didn't want to
push too far too soon. There was her clit, vag and maybe
even her G-spot to test if he didn't spook her.
"That," Keith stated when they parted, "is called a
'Passion toke.' How'd you like it?"
Officially stoned, motor-mouth Jennifer was speechless.
But she didn't need to speak: a slow lick of her lips
and a big smile, followed by a bob of her pigtailed head
supplied her dazed answer.
Keith saw sweat on her brow in the moonlight and
lustfully said, "You're getting hot, huh? Well, this'll
refresh you."
He removed her top and leaned in close. Jen first felt
his hot breath on her chest, then his warm tongue wetly
lick her left nipple. Heat turned to a body-shivering
chill, though, when Keith blew on her now-wet nipple.
"Oooohhh," Jen cooed, and she surprised herself by
hugging his head to her flat chest.
Keith pulled free, though. "Still got a lot of joint
left," he said, and toked deeply. Like a hungry little
bird, the 10-year-old waif opened her mouth for more
magic. This time as they traded smoke he worked her
nipples roughly, dialing them between thumbs and
forefingers, then pulling the puffy areolas away from
her chest, prompting a series of moans and groans in his
mouth as their tongues battled with increasing fervor.
Jen's nostrils were flaring when they parted, her chest
heaving and her moonlit eyes blazing with lust that no
10-year-old should reflect.
"Wow, what a birthday, you're having," Keith praised. "I
know you get teased about your figure, but just think:
How many of your 'friends' have been proudly topless
before a handsome college man, or felt his fingers or
tongue on their breasts, or for that matter French-
kissed a guy with Passion Tokes of high-grade marijuana?
And, since you’re the birthday girl, you can experience
as much more tonight as you want..."
At that very point, however, Jennifer was alarmed by a
movement in Keith's lap. Her mouth fell open when she
realized in the moonlight that four inches of his 10-
inch cock were now protruding down his leg from his swim
trunks.
"Huh-huh-HUGE," she managed, and her look of lust
instantly changed to fear. She leaned away from him, and
Keith knew he had to think fast. She must have felt
herself ready for anything, including fucking, so he
took a chance and addressed it head-on.
"Hey, don't worry about that," he said, motioning at his
throbbing cock while pulling his trunks down all he
could, which amounted to just an inch more of cover.
"Think of it this way: My cock just proves how
attractive you really are."
Jen's face still looked alarmed.
"Why, you'd have to beg me for us to go all the way --
and I wouldn't. In fact, let me reassure you, cuz:
You'll have to beg me not three times or five or even
10, but 12 times in a row. Okay? Not three now and four
later to add 'em up. No, you'll have to say "Please fuck
me" 12 straight times, and even then I'll have to think
about it. That's a lot of times. To see what I mean, say
'please fuck me' just three times. Come on, go ahead..."
"Pa-please fa-huck me," she stuttered, "please fuck me,
please f-fuck me."
"Now imagine saying it 12 times in a row," Keith said.
"See, you're safe. And get this, a sexual-aware girl
like you can experience, oh, at least three different
kinds of window-rattling orgasms without ever getting a
dick involved. And, if you want," he continued, "since
you've let me touch you, you can check my dick out
whenever you're ready."
Reassured, the preteen pulled her eyes up from his
pulsing monster cock back to his reassuring eyes and
smiled wantonly. "Three?" she asked.
"Three? Oh, yes, orgasms. Riiiight. Want to know more?"
Jen blinked drowsily and nodded.
Uh oh, Keith thought, she needs to be fired back up.
"First, let's see if you're wet. Remember what I warned
about this pot?"
Keith immediately reached between Jen's legs and gently
touched her bikini bottom. Stoned, she didn't react.
Pulling his hand away, he raised glistening fingertips
before Jennifer's face. "Like I said: wet!"
In answer, she flashed a cockeyed grin.
"Ah, but how wet?" Pulling the bikini-bottom strings
loose, Keith carefully peeled the encrusted cloth to the
side and quickly cupped her bald pussy, then immediately
pulled it out. His hand was dripping as he lifted it
into her view.
Check 2: an aroused 10-year-old's cunt gets wet on its
own before manual contact.
Keith tilted his hand so that drops of pussy juice
formed on his fingertips. He touched his index finger to
his tongue.
"Sweet!"
Then he moved his middle finger to Jen's mouth, and the
nearly nude nymph eagerly licked it, then closed her
mouth around his wet finger and even nuzzled her face
into his slick palm.
Keith pulled loose the strings on the other side of her
bikini, wrapped an arm around her shoulders to lift her
bottom off the dock and slid the soggy cloth from under
her. Instead of tossing it over to her discarded top, he
raised the soaked crotch of the triangles first to his
nose, then to his lips and sucked hungrily. He thought
of wringing it out into Jen's mouth -- but she beat him
to it!
Now it was Keith's nostrils that flared in lust as drops
fell onto her outstretched tongue. Like flicking a
switch, her bold move turned Keith from a kindly sex ed.
teacher to a ravenous child molester intent on fucking
the preteen senseless.
Keith pulled a fresh joint from his baggie and fired it
up in one hand for a quick succession of short Passion
Tokes with the preteen nymph. His other hand slid up and
down the 10-year-old's slit, causing her hairless cunt
to open and her lips to begin swelling. Still toking, he
stroked up and down the side of her clitoris until
feeling it, too, swell and begin to peek from under its
hood. Then, when their mouths finally parted, with them
gasping for breath, he applied his secret maneuver:
using his index finger Keith wrote the alphabet atop her
clit:
A B C D...
He had to bury her mouth into his chest to muffle Jen's
gasping moans.
M N O P...
As Keith wrote Q on her engorged clit, he felt the
preteen's body stiffen. Jen strongly gripped his
shoulders while pulling her head away from his chest.
Her mouth moved as if trying to speak and her face
grimaced as if she was screaming, but Jen made no sound.
As her first man-made clitoral climax exploded
throughout in her naked 10-year-old body she suffered a
series of rippling shudders, each punctuated with "Ooh!"
"Ooh!" "Ooh!"
The length of her orgasm surprised Keith. Jen's naked
body, glistening with sweat and pussy juice, was still
shaking as she hugged Keith's chest and slid her ass
into his lap, a wet thigh gliding over his rock-hard
cock.
"That, birthday girl, is a clitoral climax," Keith
pronounced. "See, no dick required, huh? What do you
think?" Jen pulled her mouth up to his to let her tongue
answer.
Check 3: Yes, the 10-year-old's clit is definitely
wired for amazing action!
"Have you ever checked out your G-spot?" Keith asked
when her thank-you kisses ended.
Jen shook her head no.
"Have you ever fingered your vag?
Jen nodded.
Any place inside feel better than another?"
Again Jen nodded.
"Show me," Keith said. Leaning Jennifer away from his
chest to get at her sopping cunt, he took her hand,
found her index finger and moved it to her pussy. His
idea was to encourage her to penetrate herself before he
began juicing her G-spot with force. So far Keith had
been gentle, but that was about to change. It had to, if
he was to fuck this nymph as now planned.
He placed his finger behind hers and both entered the
10-year-old's tight but well-lubricated vagina. Studying
her face, Keith noticed no wince at having two fingers
inside her preteen cunny. Jennifer stopped her finger
right where he expected her G-spot to be.
"Yes, that's it," Keith said, reassuringly. "That should
be your G-spot. Want me to make sure?"
Jen nodded hazily.
Keith slowly began working his fingertip in a "come
here" motion on the roof of her vagina just about an
inch inside her hairless pussy. Jennifer moaned, and
Keith increased the pace to around three flicks per
second. Jen gasped and let her finger slipped out of her
busy pussy. The birthday girl's shoulders began to
twitch as her breathing became ragged.
"Ah ah ah ah ah," escaped her as she hyperventilated,
and Keith slowed the pace of his finger fucking and
pressed harder each time on her inflamed G-spot, coaxing
a "Mmm mmm mmm."
"You like that?" he asked, and the 10-year-old responded
with a "MMMMM!"
"Then you're really going to like this, but first get
comfortable," Keith suggested, pausing his fingering.
"Put your arms behind you and lean back on your hands."
While the nymph's pussy was still in his lap with his
twitching cock under her thigh, the bullet-like nipples
on Jennifer's titless chest ware now open to his other
hand and his mouth and tongue. Keith didn't waste any
time manipulating them, as he began flicking her G-spot
again.
Keith was intent on seeing if the preteen could squirt
at her insanely young age, and he knew what was coming.
If her G-spot was wired, she should begin feel an
overwhelming urge to pee, and she would try to stop him
before the orgasm wracked her body and she ejaculated a
gush of clear liquid.
The palm of his hand cupped her bald pussy with his
fingers running around her ass to the dock -- except for
the middle finger which curled up inside her to flick
her G-spot. Man, her tight little pussy is steaming and
sopping, Keith thought. He couldn't wait to explore the
10-year-old's cunt with his fingers and, hopefully, with
his 10-inch cock.
Well, as much of his shaft that would fit. He had yet to
meet a college girl who could take it all -- except up
her ass. But it'd still be nice if he could cum in cuz,
his purple-hazed brain wondered, because he had a
"morning after" pill at his family's cabin, although he
doubted she'd started her period.
Laid back on her supporting arms, Jennifer watched his
hands on her pot-incensed naked body in the moonlight
before letting her head fall back with a long
"Oooooohhhhhhh!" And her head bobbed to her breathing as
Keith stepped up his assault on her G-spot, flicking it
five times, then twice sliding his finger into her vag
to the second knuckle, slowly building her orgasm.
When Keith saw Jennifer had accepted that rhythm, he
went all out, flicking her G-spot as fast as he could
without a break. Occasional droplets of obscenely young
pussy juice flew from Jen's ravaged cunt. Sounds of
sloshing and sucking joined the crickets in the quiet
moonlit night.
Feeling the full effect of his rapid fingering, her head
spot back into view and her body squirmed. Her little
body was now a runaway train of lust, but there was a
problem...
"Huh-uh! Huh-uh! No! Stop!" she begged. "Take your
finger out!"
"Why? Don't you like it?" Keith asked, knowing the
answer. He slowed his fingering, but didn't stop.
Meanwhile he sucked into his mouth as much flesh around
her left nipple as he could, while twisting her right
nipple between thumb and forefinger.
"Ya-yeah, but you gotta stop. Please!"
Keith let her nipple slip from his mouth, but not before
biting it somewhat painfully. He cut to the chase: "You
THINK you have to pee, right? But you don't. Not really!
That's part of the G-spot orgasm!"
"Please... ?"
Keith looked in her fearful eyes and said: "It would be
cruel for me to stop right now and not to allow your hot
body to climax." When Jen's eyes still pleaded, he
added: "You'll be glad in a minute that I didn't stop
now. Hold on, you'll see!"
Knowing what likely was coming, Keith moved his hand to
the middle of Jennifer's back because her arms were
quivering, and he needed all of her within reach when
her orgasm hit.
Their eyes were still locked as Keith again fingered her
G-spot as fast as he could. Jen's mouth formed the shape
of an O and the 10-year-old shook her head from side to
side as her little chest heaved frantically. When she
tried to raise an arm to her brutally molested pussy,
Keith dropped his hand causing her back to fall an inch,
and she replaced her arm on the dock for stability as
molten lust coursed from her woman's cunt throughout her
preteen body and overwhelmed her pot-saturated brain.
Keith could see the skinny waif's little body ripple as
it gathered force for a life-changing orgasm! Her head
bobbed, shoulders jerked, chest shuddered, tummy
undulated, outstretched legs jolted and toes twitched.
He was amazed at the lust-driven exclamations she made,
indescribable sounds that no 10-year-old should ever
utter.
Drops of juice were now flinging out of her little cunt
like a Japanese porno vid, yet this wasn't the climax he
sought. Keith tried to put Jen over the edge by bending
down to bite her nipples harshly. Nope. Jen's tortured
preteen body wreathed on for several more seconds --
until Keith stuck his wet tongue into the nymph's ear.
That did it! Jen sucked in a deep breath and went
silent. Her entire body stiffened for what seemed to
Keith like several seconds. Then the 10-year-old
growled, shook all over and thrust her pussy straight up
into the air above Keith's lap.
He bent over the stiffened waif and was ready. Jamming
his invading finger to the hilt in Jen's quivering
vagina, he lifted up her explosive pussy with the rest
of his palm toward his face just as a stream of hot
liquid squirted past his ear. He captured her second jet
of juice in his mouth, though, and held on tight as
Jennifer's young body convulsed, shuddered and contorted
in her very first, man-made, squirting G-spot orgasm!
Check four: Jen's G-spot not only was in good working
order but...
Check five: a 10-year-old could actually SQUIRT!!!
Six, seven, eight times jolting Jennifer shot her secret
liquid into Keith's waiting mouth. He wanted to save a
mouthful for her to saver, yet had to swallow several
times. Her spurts finally subsided, though, leaving
Keith with full cheeks. But Jennifer's little bod,
cradled in his arms, continued to shudder and twitch and
jerk as she mumbled incoherent words and squeaked
obscene sounds.
That was because Keith knew to meet force with force by
jamming a second finger all the way up Jennifer's pussy
even as her convulsing vagina tried to expel the first.
Keith extended her climax by not only sliding the two
fingers up and back but forcing them apart at her
entrance.
Tremors still were coursing throughout the 10-year-old
as Keith -- keeping his fingers embedded -- lifted
Jennifer off his lap and laid her back on the dock. Then
he leaned his juice-filled mouth close and put his lips
on hers. He parted them with his tongue and let a small
dribble flow into her mouth. With a "Mmmmmm," Jennifer
realized what he was doing and sucked deeply, in effect
drinking herself back into her body.
"That," Keith said when her eyes finally opened, "was
one hell of a G-spot orgasm, little one! Now, aren't you
glad you let me continue?" He fluttered his fingers deep
inside her to punctuate the statement, and Jen gasped,
suddenly realizing she still had two fingers deep in her
vag! She felt stretched, for sure, but not too much.
Jennifer nodded and licked her lips, which Keith quickly
kissed before moving to her nipples and her bellybutton.
"There's still more dick-less kinds of orgasms," he
said, looking back up into her lustful eyes and flaring
nostrils.
"Ma-more?"
"Sure! Let me show you another. Ever had your pussy
eaten?"
Jennifer slowly shook her head no, and her eyes widened
as Keith's mouth glided to her throbbing cunt. Oh my
God, she thought, a grown-ass man actually is going to
eat me! On only my 10th birthday! Not my 16th or even my
13th, but my 10th!
For a minute or two Keith licked the 10-year-old's cunt
lips, moving his tongue around his fingers, which he
kept still for now. Then he focused on Jennifer's still
engorged clitoris that was peeking out from under its
hood. For shock value, he immediately sucked the exposed
clit as deep as possible into his moist mouth, producing
an obscene groan from re-arousing Jen! He kept sucking
and releasing pressure on her little bud before taking
it between his teeth.
When Jennifer blurted, "It's going to happen again,"
Keith backed off and began tracing the alphabet atop her
clit -- while beginning to pump his fingers in and out
of her tight pussy, sliding them all the way out only to
plunge the two in again, each time spreading his fingers
in an attempt to stretch and loosen the nymph for his
cock. He then alternated pressure on her G-spot with
suction and nibbles on her throbbing clitoris.
"Oh no! Nooo! Ohhh! Yes! Yesss! Oh yes! Oh my God! I'm
going again! Too much! Toooo much!" the 10-year-old
hissed between groans and gasps.
Keith kept up a withering pace to fuel Jennifer's second
rocket ride: Lick A B C D -- suck -- nibble -- lick E F
G H -- suck -- nibble...
As she went over the top -- taking a deep gasp, holding
it, going rigid, then beginning her spasms -- Keith
stopped working her clit so she wouldn't squirt. He
pulled his dripping hand from her pussy for a moment to
make a triangle of fingers so he could then plunge not
two but three into her spasming cunt that fought hard
against their entry. With her distractedly wreathing on
the now wet dock before him, he jammed the three as deep
as possible, purposefully stretching Jennifer's vagina
as it convulsed around his intruding hand. He further
sought to spread the three while she spastically flopped
around the dock like a fish out of water.
Keith smiled and admired his handiwork, occasionally
reaching out to try to pinch a nipple on her heaving
chest.
Check six: Sure enough, a 10-year-old pussy is
spreadable and fuckable for a normal dick, maybe enough
for even a long, fat cock.
Keith wanted Jennifer on his aching staff, which was
standing straight up between them. Jen had been too
molested to notice it, so Keith took her flailing hand
and wrapped it around his shaft. She gripped it tight as
if to anchor her orgasmic motions.
And Keith went for the kill. He replaced his mouth atop
her clit with his thumb and dove on her nipples and
mouth. He even busied his little finger by poking its
tip into her rosebud of an asshole. Jennifer was being
mauled beyond hope of stopping. Stoned out of her mind,
she wanted it ALL as Keith attacked every sweet spot,
even her ears and neck in an all-out onslaught. The
pressured action of his thumb on her clit lit the fuse
for another squirting eruption, and Keith made sure by
placing his three fingers side by side and using them
all to attack her G-spot. In mere seconds she spurted --
and spurted -- and spurted.
This time, while he kept his mouth on her nipples, he
positioned his thumb to that her squirts were deflected
onto her shaking body, with each hot drop that landed on
her supercharged skin in the night air doing unspeakable
things to her preteen mind.
The super-sexual sensory overload no 10-year-old should
ever experience kept Jennifer's cataclysmic orgasm
surging on and on. And Keith was about to stop, even
when Jen ran out of pussy juice and just kept thrusting
her baby cunt into the air like a dog trying to fuck.
Keeping his hands working, Keith leaned back and took in
the awesome sight: Jennifer's skinny legs, spread-eagled
before him, were jerking up and down, back and forth,
her feet flexing and toes curling. He played her body
like a piano forcing her tortured torso to undulate in
the moonlight through a lustful chorus that mixed
little-girl meows with street-slut curses and moans. He
could never have imagined a 10-year-old in such a wanton
scene, and he felt, well, proud to have achieved it. But
there was so much more to be done on the dock.
Still, check 6: 10-year-olds can be multi-orgasmic!
It was time, he thought. Keith slowed the pace and let
her cruelly long orgasm finally subside, but he kept the
nymph percolating just on the edge. He put his hand on
her hand, which was still clutching his 10-inch cock,
and she turned her head his direction and opened her
eyes.
"Oh, fuck, girl!" Keith said. "You are sooo fucking
sexy, Jen! Feel how hard you've made me!"
Jennifer look at his vertical shaft, and her eyes
narrowed in lust. His cock was mere inches from her
pulsing pussy. Did she dare?
"Please fuck me, Keith." It wasn't a question so much as
a demand. "Please fuck me! Times 12!"
"No," Keith cautioned. You've got to ask 12 times in
order for me to know it's not a spur-of-the-moment whim,
but your heart's desire -- one you can live with later.
Okay?"
"Please fuck me," Jennifer started, weakly holding up a
finger on one hand while doing a stroke with her other.
"Please fuck me," she said, flicking up a second finger,
and so on until she had counted 12.
"Allllright," Keith said, incensed more than ever by her
purposeful stroking. "You win, Jen. But know that it's
okay to stop me at any time," he lied, fully intent to
pushing through any and all objections to him knifing
cervix deep in her preteen cunny.
"K," Jennifer said in response, still breathing heavily
and continuing to stroke his massive shaft. "Pa-lease! -
- Do me -- now! -- I really -- want you -- to fuck me! -
- You've shown -- me sooo -- much but -- I-I-I want --
it all."
"Ummm, 'all' won't be possible, but I'll do my best to
let you feel what it's like to be fucked and hopefully
give you as much as your cunny can take."
"K," she agreed again, squeezing his dick as if to seal
the deal.
Keith dangled his legs off the end of the dock, then
leaned back and grasped her ribcage, purposefully
mashing her throbbing nipples under his thumbs. She was
HIS, he thought, not only to fuck tonight but to enjoy
any time he wanted appreciative preteen pussy. Damn, he
realized, she will be 'underage' for eight more years.
My, she would be a pro by the time other girls just
begin to date.
Keith lifted gangly Jennifer up, positioned her legs on
either side of his 10-inch cock and slowly lowered her
dripping butt down into his lap. He looked deep into her
lust-filled eyes, noted her flaring nostrils, then slid
her along his thighs toward his knees in order to bend
his dick back into her butt crack.
Oh my God, Jennifer thought. It's really going to
happen. She was in the lap of a grown-ass man with her
cunny pressed onto a ha-uge dick. Her infantile fantasy
was coming true! She was going to be FUCKED! Not after
the prom, or at sweet 16, but RIGHT NOW! But would it
fit? Would it hurt? How much pain? Could she take it?
It was as if Keith could read her mind: "The head will
fit," he said. "Your vag will stretch to at least allow
it to reach your G-spot. After that... we'll see."
Keith slid her toward him until Jennifer could feel the
ridge of his cock under her asshole. So close, she
thought, come on...
Keith cocked his pelvis back and raised Jennifer off his
lap to allow his cock to slowly move across her anus and
be poised outside her cunny. He still held her sides
with his thumbs mashing her nipples deeply between her
ribs. Clutching his biceps with her hands, she stopped
breathing, quivering in anticipation. With her
practically on the verge of another soul-shaking orgasm,
time seemed to stand still.
"Ready," Keith asked in an ominous whisper. In answer,
Jennifer enclosed his back with her jittering legs.
"Let go of my arms," Keith said. "Take one hand and
spread open your cunny. With the other, push the head at
your opening."
When Jen hesitated with a quizzical "come on, let's
fuck" look, Keith explained: "I want you to put it in so
that I don't hurt you." He also wanted plausible
deniability later that he forced her to fuck since she
was inserting the cock herself.
Jennifer hungrily popped the bulbous head of his monster
cock into her vagina like a two-bit whore, then looked
deep into Keith's eyes.
He smiled and lowered her an inch. Jennifer gasped as
she felt her cunt widen allowing his head to reach her
G-spot. Jen suddenly realized she hadn't breathed in a
long time and began panting.
Keith, however, didn't wait for her to catch her breath.
He started lifting her up an inch, then down again
repeatedly, inflaming her already abused G-spot. He
wondered if the waif's pussy had replenished any juice
for further squirting.
After only a few inch strokes, Jennifer's little body
stiffened and her eyes widened in the moonlight. She
sucked in a deep breath, gave Keith a wild-eyed look and
grunted just one word: "Coming!"
Zizzz! Jennifer's juicey jet shot into Keith's
bellybutton, and she began to wreath in her best orgasm
yet.
Keith smiled and held on tight as Jen thrashed, with
each convulsion causing her to take more and more of his
cock into her preteen cunt. Forget being gentle! Forget
pain! Resembling a 10-year-old clone of Cytheria,
spastic Jennifer literally was fucking herself deep onto
his massive shaft.
Four inches in, and Keith was pleased. But his arms,
which had held her up so long, were tired and burning.
He tried to hold out, but Jen's convulsing orgasm went
on and on until he felt the head of his cock reach her
cervix. At that moment his left bicep spasmed, and the
jolt of pain caused his hand to slip off her side.
What's more, the waif's perspiration caused his right
hand to lose its grip, too. And his cock sank even
deeper into the 10-year-old.
RED ALERT, he thought! INTERNAL DAMAGE! MASSIVE
BLEEDING! DISCOVERY! ARREST! JAIL!
He tried to regain his grip on Jennifer -- TOO LATE --
and he sickeningly felt her preteen pussy hit his pubic
hair! OH NO! The nymph had taken all 10 inches.
Mortified at his horrendous mistake, he looked down at
the top of her pigtailed head in horror. He knew blood
must be puddling between their legs. Jen must be in
shock, Keith thought, because she had yet to scream. She
gave no indication that her cervix had been savagely
ripped asunder to allow five inches of throbbing cock
cruelly up into her womb, scrambling her ovaries and
fallopian tubes!
Yet Jen's wreathing was the same as her previous orgasms
that moonlit evening. As her convulsions slowed to
shudders. Keith expected a parents-awakening scream to
rip the night at any second. But none came!
Jennifer's eyes finally flickered open, and a smile
flashed across her sweat-streaked face. Feeling his
pubic hair against her ravaged clit, she looked down at
their combined crotches.
"Fa-huck!" she exclaimed! "You got it ALL in me!"
Pleased, Jen reached her arms up around his neck and
strained to give Keith a loving kiss.
Paralyzed in panic, gape-mouthed Keith didn't respond.
Instead, he shook his head in disbelief. Was this a pot-
produced hallucination? How could this be? His massive
10-inch cock was bellybutton deep into his 10-year-old
cousin, who obviously felt no ill effects.
Wait! Maybe there's major tissue damage WITHOUT pain!
Keith let go of her side with his right hand and shoved
it beneath her impaled pussy, got his fingers wet and
jerked them up into the moonlight. Just clear liquid --
no blood!
Jen looked confused by his actions. Not understanding
anatomy, she only Keith had succeeded in getting all of
his huge dick into her, giving her a G-spot orgasm in
the process. They were now ready to fuck. But jaw-
dropped Keith, now distracted and distant, wasn't
fucking her as promised.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah," the birthday girl said dreamily.
"No pain?"
"Nope. Oh, man, I'm like stretched to the max and really
packed. Look, my belly is bulging!"
Then she added: "Why?"
Keith looked scared to her and, well, turned off,
although his dick throbbed in her cunt. Had she done
something wrong?
"Are YOU okay?" Jennifer asked him. "I mean, are we
still, um, going to..."
Keith didn't want to scare her, but he had to explain
there was a good reason why he wasn't fucking her little
brains out.
"I should have only been able to get, like, five inches
into you," he said matter-of-factly. "Your cervix, the
wall between your vag and your womb, should have stopped
it. But, well, all of it went through."
"I knowwww, right?" Jenn happily blurted. "I wanted ALL
of it, and you gave it all to me! Now..."
Keith was baffled. Maybe it was too much pot. Maybe it
was too many orgasms. Or too much intensity. Or the fact
that her cervix was under-developed at age 10. But
Jennifer was no worse for what should have been a
screaming penetration.
And it suddenly hit him: For whatever stroke of fortune,
he now had the first opportunity to fuck a CUNT with all
10 inches!
Keith smiled ruefully. Without another word, he gripped
the 10-year-old's nipples and raised her up five inches,
causing Jennifer to gasp in expectancy. He stopped as he
felt the ridge of his cock's head reach her cervix. Then
he repeated the maneuver several more times, each time
letting his head pressure the supposedly impenetrable
barrier.
Jennifer seemed to love it, but Keith now had a crucial
decision to make. Should he pull out of her cervix?
Because he might not be able to get back in and have to
fuck her with only half his cock. Or he could continue
making five-inch thrusts, which wouldn't be as
satisfying to either of them.
"Oh, fuck it," Keith said through gritted teeth, and he
lifted Jennifer six inches above his lap and felt his
cock slide out of her molested cervix.
"Ooohhh, that's new," Jennifer said with an inflaming
moan no 10-year-old should make.
Keith paused, mentally crossed his fingers, and took
aim.
Squish! His cock slid slickly through Jen's cervix,
gliding deep into her womb again. Okay! Let the fucking
commence, Keith thought.
With his hair once again tickling Jen's pulsing
clitoris, Keith hugged her to him with one hand and
cupping her tiny ass with the other. He moved his feet
under him and raised to his knees, allowing her legs to
go straight on either side of him.
"Hang onto my neck," he ordered, and Jen did. Moving his
hand from her back to the dock, he shuffled their
combined bodies so that they both could lay down. Then
Keith lowered her impaled pussy until her back rested on
the weathered wood.
Keith didn't lay on her, though. He raised her knees up
and positioned his knees on either side of her ass, all
while staying in her womb. He straightened up, lifting
her pelvis up into his lap, keeping his hair on her
clit.
Jennifer grinned excitedly. She'd seen and admired this
position on Internet porn sites and liked how her pussy
was elevated. It was as if her rapidly beating heart was
clapping in applause. Yes, it IS happening, she thought.
A grown-ass man is going to fuck her on her 10th
birthday -- years before she ever dreamed possible!
"Look," she said in amazement, "I can see your dick
sticking up by my bellybutton!" The obscenely grotesque
sight nearly shocked Keith into shooting a load of cum
into her womb!
Keith realized he was now in total control and took full
advantage. Pulling his pelvis back past her cervix, he
repeatedly thrust hard through the barrier to get his
nymph incensed and gasping. She looked positively
enraptured. Her whole body, wet with sweat, glistened in
the moonlight
Then he paused and drew his 10-inch cock back like a
pinball plunger, out of her cervix back to her G-spot.
With a good idea of what was coming, Jennifer gripped
Keith's arms and nodded: "Yes! Yes!"
Slowly at first, then faster, Keith plunged his shaft
from G-spot to womb over and over. Jen was oh so tight,
more than any other virgin pussy he'd experienced. And
so slick. And so responsive: he felt her preteen flesh
rippling the length of her cunt each time he re-
stretched the child's vagina.
He quickly had to clap a palm over Jen's mouth to deaden
her squeals that rent the night air. "Shhh! Not so
loud," he cautioned. Jen tried hard and was quiet for a
few thrusts, then began to utter "Muuuhhh, muuuhhh,
muuuhhh" through clenched teeth as her first vaginal
orgasm built toward a shattering climax.
But Keith sensed it and cruelly wouldn't let the orgasm
come. Instead, he straightened one of her legs and moved
it across his face. Keeping himself deep, he gripped and
rolled her tiny body until her back now faced him. Keith
then lifted her body up and planted her knees on the
dock, allowing Jen to put her arms down and place her
hands on the dock.
"Da-da-doggy style?"
"Yup," Keith replied. And he began savagely pounding her
pussy with the full length of his 10-incher. Jennifer
howled in response as her body was jolted time and
again, causing her knees to skid forward. Keith reached
forward and clasped a hand over her yelping mouth.
"Shhh!" he hissed again.
"Ca! -- can't! -- heh! -- help! -- huh! -- it!" she
managed between impacts.
Keith moved his hand to Jennifer's neck, then to her
sweat-slicked chest. He squeezed the area where one day
a breast would be, then rubbed and pinched a nipple. The
intensity and pitch of Jen's muffled moaning changed in
response. Then, while controlling her ass with his
other arm, he reached a hand around to her clit and
began rubbing and pinching it, too.
"Oh -- fuck -- me!" Jennifer yelled, throwing caution to
the moonlit night. "Yes! -- Yes! -- Yes! -- Yes!"
It was an all-out assault that no 10-year-old waif
should ever endure: Thick 10-inch cock repeatedly
plunging full length from G-spot through cervix to womb,
with pubic hair and fingers mauling a super-sensitive
the child's clitoris. Only her other nipple was spared -
- for now! Still, that wasn't enough for Jennifer.
Engulfed and overwhelmed with clutching lust, she
absolutely loved it! She selfishly wanted to do
everything she'd seen in porn videos. More, she craved
even more, darting a hand to squeeze her free nipple
until starting to lose her balance from the ongoing
onslaught.
Spurred on by Jennifer's insatiable lust, Keith pounded
away until he again sensed Jen's clenching body was
about to climax. Abruptly stopping, but staying buried
to the hilt in her womb, he grasped her chest and raised
her back to his chest.
Jennifer was too good to be true. She was precisely what
Keith needed, and he took the opportunity to break the
news. Bending his face down to her ear, he hissed: "You
are MINE! I OWN you! Your cunt, your clit, your breasts,
your mouth all belong to me," he said, moving his
fingers to each location! "Got that?
"Just as I'm fucking you now, I'm going to fuck you any
and every time I can! You are my fucking property, my
fuck doll, my sex slave! Understand? UNDERSTAND!
"You wanted it ALL, and that's what you're going to get
again and again! From this time on I'm going to screw
your brains out, fuck you silly, grind you unconscious!
Believe it!"
Flicking her reddened nipples rapidly up and down, Keith
waited for her response.
"K," was all Jen said.
"Do you understand?" he barked in her ear.
He felt her body tremble as she answered: "Yes! Oh,
yes!"
"And this is OUR secret, right? Tell no one! If you do,
you'll be sorry. If you don't, though, I'll make you
into a sex goddess, capable of capturing the man of your
dreams. You'll be so good in bed that you can have some
millionaire beg to cater to your every whim! Okay?"
"Yes, okay, got it," Jennifer said. "But can we... "
"Can we what?" Keith asked.
"Fuck some more?"
Keith's menacing face melted into a broad grin. "You ARE
my nymph," he said.
He raised her left arm over her head, then down between
them in order to twist the upper part of her torso
around to him. Keith kissed and tongued the 10-year-
old's mouth, thinking of the YEARS of debauchery ahead.
Hell, she'd be a preteen for TWO MORE YEARS! His left
hand pulled her nipples away from her chest while his
other pinched her clit.
"Owww," Jennifer moaned past his probing tongue, and she
reached down between her legs to grasp his balls for the
first time -- and then she squeezed!
"Owww," he replied. The deal was sealed, he thought with
elation. His only nagging thought at this point was,
could he penetrate her cervix the next time they fucked.
He would have to wait and see.
Keith began to pump her strained cunt, which by now had
stopped spasming around his thick cock, which was buried
balls deep. He felt the vibration of Jennifer's moans
and the rush of her breath into his mouth with each
thrust. Enough, he thought, let's really fuck.
Keith broke the lip lock and leaned back to capture her
arm from between them. Then he snatched her other arm
and leaned Jennifer forward, bent over her knees.
Holding both arms level behind her, Keith began reaming
her little cunny in earnest, making nine-inch plunges
into her tiny body, making sure he hit her G-spot,
speared her cervix and scrambled her ovaries on each
thrust.
Slap -- slap -- slap --- slap! Jennifer uttered an "oh
my God" as his balls spanked her clitoris. Only her
nipples were being spared, and they were stretched
sideways by having her arms held behind her.
Keith fucked and fucked and fucked some more, sending
the nymph into convulsions. Jen wreathed and bucked,
twisted and jerked, but Keith kept pounding away like a
Sybian machine. That was his nickname back at college,
"the Sybian," because (1) he could stay hard and fuck in
the same position for a long time, and (2) even when he
spurted sperm his cock stayed hard and he could continue
until physically exhausted. Or until the girl passed
out; then of course it was no fun to continue fucking a
comatose cunt.
Hey, that's an idea, Keith thought. Don't just fuck Jen
silly, fuck her lights out! UNconscious! How better to
return her quietly to his uncle's cabin?
Jennifer already was being fucked out of her little
mind. After five or so minutes of Keith's all-out blitz,
she mentally left her body as it continually convulsed
in an ongoing orgasm spurred by Keith's savage thrusts.
Free of her contorting torso, her pot-hazed mind flitted
over what the 10-year-old had lustfully already
experienced on the dock: Her first kiss by a man, his
first touch of her nipples. And licking, too. Jennifer
thought of the feel of his hand on her dripping pussy,
how she had sucked the juice from her bikini bottom.
Jennifer heard muffled screams and mentally sought the
source. Oh wow, it was HER! Keith was holding her arms
together off to one side of her back and had clamped his
other hand over her screaming mouth.
It was then that, among her other jerking, she realized
Keith's battering was actually lifting her knees off the
dock with each thrust. She was being wildly FA-HUCKED!
She didn't know such was possible, even on porn sites!
But she had asked for it, Jennifer thought.
Knowing the source and cause of the screams, Jennifer
stopped making them, and her mind shook free again. She
reflected on how her clit had been fingered to orgasm,
then how wonderfully cataclysmic her G-spot climax had
been. She sure didn't regret saying "Please fuck me" 12
times. As she looked back Jennifer heard the words echo
in her loosed mind.
At the height of his onslaught, when she should have
been passing out, Keith was shocked to hear Jen say over
and over: "Pa -- lease -- fa -- huck -- muh -- me!"
Jennifer obviously had gotten used to this position,
Keith thought, so he changed things up. Letting her arms
go and hugging her back to his chest, he lifted the waif
to straighten his legs out from under him, then laid
back on the dock. Jen was sitting up now, facing his
feet, so Keith rotated her left leg around over his face
so that the 10-year-old child faced him.
His 10-inch cock stayed buried to the hilt in her
preteen cunt, resting for the moment in her womb.
Jennifer was obscenely illuminated in the moonlight now,
and Keith could see her tiny body shimmer and twitch
wantonly as it shuddered from orgasmic afterglow.
Seeing his eyes probing hers like his cock plumbed her
pussy, Jennifer's wandering mind returned to the moment
and reconnected to her mauled body -- with a massive
jolt! The flood of lust and, yes, pain hit her hard, and
with a shuddering gasp from her "O" face Jennifer raised
up on her knees as if to excel Keith's shaft from her
brutalized cunt.
Keith already had his hands on her waist and immediately
stopped her halfway up his cock. "Think we're done,
little one?" Keith asked. "Not even close!"
"No, I wasn't..."
"Good!" Keith said somewhat sternly. Then he softened
his tone to say: "I own you now. I am your master, your
fucking daddy, and your 10-year-old pussy is mine for
years to come. You WILL be fucked whenever I want. All
of your body now belongs to me, right? I want to hear
you say the words -- 'My body is yours!' Say it..."
"Mmm my body is yours," Jennifer said in an almost
reverent voice, even adding: "My vag, my mouth, my
nipples, my breasts when they develop..."
"Fine then," Keith said. "You, therefore, have got some
more fucking to do, slave."
He tilted her forward so that her hands were now on his
shoulders. Then, slipping his hands under her wet ass
cheeks, he lifted her drooling cunt up and down has
thick shaft. Jennifer picked up the rhythm, and when she
began fucking herself Keith moved a hand to her wide-
open clit. As Jen oooh'd and ahhh'd, he reached behind
and inserted a finger two knuckles deep into her asshole
and held it steady, letting her take it out and back in
with each lift.
Jennifer didn't mind her anus being targeted -- until a
second finger joined the first. OMG, I'm being DP'd! she
thought, and Jen somewhere found the energy to speed up.
Double penetration -- add that to her list of firsts
this evening. She'd seen porn girls hate or love being
ass-fucked and wondered how it'd feel. If two fingers
two inches deep were any indication, she didn't mind. It
added rather than subtracted from the experience, she
thought as her mind took flight again.
To tell the truth, Keith didn't want to fuck Jennifer's
ass or deep-throat her mouth. He'd save those treats for
another time. He needed to wrap this up and get Jennifer
back to her cabin before she was missed.
NEXT: "The Knot."