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Anne-Marie - 5
by Amm_1989 (amm_1989@yahoo.com)
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A young girl's descent to depravity continues. (MMf,
ped, reluc, bi, oral, anal, orgy)
***
PART 5
So now here I was, pretty confused. Grownups say that
being a teen is a confusing time and all that but I
don't think they meant this fucked up. I was still only
14 years old and had been fucking my Dad for months and
now I got fucked by 2 guys at once. I had been fighting
all this guilt before when it was just me and Dad, but
now I had sex with another guy too... and someone I
didn't even know. I just couldn't believe I had done
these things and worse yet... enjoyed them so much.
Dad still fucked me after that. We would sleep in his
bed most of the time, and fuck almost every night.
Sometimes 2 or 3 times a night. He didn't mention Chuck
after that one night and whenever I asked about him he
avoided the question. So even if I wanted to do it
again it seemed Dad wasn't really into it, or the guilt
had finally gotten to be too much... at least as far as
sharing me went. Didn't stop HIM from using me.
So life went on. My grades got a little better, I guess
because I was getting used to the situation. I still
hung out with my same friends, but they were starting
to think there was something weird about me. They kept
asking me if I liked any of the boys at school or if
any of them had asked me out. They pretty much all had
boyfriends, nothing all that serious but still... they
at least hung out with boys and here I was with nobody.
I'm not all that hot looking but I'm OK I guess, and
even the girls that were a little ugly had boys they
hung with.
I guess maybe I could have gone out on a date or two
with some kid, but for one thing I still felt like
everybody could see through me and would know what a
pervy whore I was and the other thing was that the boys
my age didn't do anything for me. I had already found I
had a taste for older men. I don't know if that was
because Dad had been my first and the only other guy I
had been with was older too, but I just liked them.
They were big strong masculine MEN, not stupid clumsy
little boys.
So my life went on like this for a while. My 15th
birthday came and went. Dad wouldn't let me have a
party but just a few friends over for a little while.
It wasn't real fun because as I said before it felt
like everybody would see right through us and I caught
him checking out my friends and after that a couple of
them told me he was kinda creeping them out. I told
them they were crazy and he was just a normal guy and
not a perv but they didn't seem to believe me. After
that, my friends didn't come over too much anymore.
I still went over to their houses sometimes though. We
usually hung at my friend Lisa's house. Her family had
a big house and a basement that was finished and we
would sit around down there and play games or watch TV
or just talk. Lisa had a younger sister named Lori and
she would try to hang around us as much as she could.
Lisa was kind of a bitch to Lori and most times would
tell her to go away but I thought she was an OK kid and
would talk to her and treat her nice.
Really I swear I didn't do it because I was trying to
get with her but because I just thought she was OK. She
liked me and looked up to me and that was kinda nice. I
guess maybe I thought of her as the little sister I
never had.
Well anyway, one Saturday night we were having a
sleepover at Lisa's house and you know how girls talk.
The others started talking about boys and their
boyfriends and how far they've gone and how far they
think they would go and they just kept at it and the
talk got more and more dirty and everybody was trying
to outdo the others and I was just sitting there not
saying anything.
Suddenly Lisa said, "So Anne-Marie... you've been
really quiet, what are you hiding??" My heart jumped up
into my throat and I just froze with a scared look on
my face I'm sure. My friend Beth giggled and said,
"C'mon Lisa, we all know she's a virgin!" The others
started laughing wildly at this and my face got all hot
and red, and without even thinking about anything
except stopping them from laughing at me I yelled, "No
I am NOT a virgin!!"
Lisa cringed and said, "Jesus dude, keep it down! You
want my folks to hear?"
"Well, I'm not!" I said again a bit more quietly this
time.
Lisa got this 'Yeah, Right' look on her face and said,
"Everybody knows you don't have a boyfriend and you
don't go out on any dates with guys from school. So who
have you done it with? Who's this mystery man?"
Like I said I really hadn't thought when I had my
little outburst but now I had realized I was kinda in
the shit. What could I say? Maybe I should have just
lied and said I was a virgin, but you know it really
got me sick to hear these girls act like they fucking
know it all and have all this experience with boys and
I bet none of them had even seen a dick.
Fumbling for words but feeling like I had to say
something because all the girls were taunting me, I
just muttered "Some guy, that's all!"
Then it was like a flock of fuckin' owls flew into the
basement, what with all of them going, "Who? Who?" They
kept at it too, and after a bit I just shook my head
and told them that I couldn't say.
Lisa laughed and said, "Honey, your finger don't
count!" and the laughing started again. Beth got this
funny look on her face and said, "Well maybe she HAS
been with somebody... only not a boy!" It got quiet in
the basement at this and everybody was staring at me.
"NO, I am NOT a lez! God, you guys are fucked up!" I
was torn between crying and screaming and wanted to
storm out of there but just sat there on the pillow,
hoping it would all just end. I looked at all of them
in turn and could see that until that moment that
possibility hadn't crossed their minds... me being gay.
Nobody said a word and it was totally quiet in the room
and then we heard a sniffling sound that wasn't made by
any of us. We all looked at the entrance to the rec
room we were in and Lisa called out, "Hey, who's
there?!?!"
Lori came shuffling into the room, looking sheepish in
her Sponge Bob PJ's. "You little shit, how long have
you been there listening?"
Lori looked down at her feet and said "Just a little
while. I just wanted to spend some time with you, it
seemed like you have so much fun when you get
together." Lisa pointed up the stairs and said, "Well,
get the hell upstairs and DON'T spy on us anymore! And
don't even THINK of telling Mom or Dad or ANYBODY what
you heard down here you little brat!" Lori ran upstairs
and we just sat there quiet for a minute.
Paige asked Lisa, "So do you think she'll say
anything?"
Lisa shook her head and said, "She might be a nosy
little brat but she hasn't ratted me out yet. We're
OK." It was quiet again for a while until Paige said,
"Hey, lets watch a movie or something." and Lisa turned
on the TV and everybody started arguing about what to
watch. Beth just looked at me funny but didn't say
anything and the rest of the girls just wanted to let
it drop and move on. The rest of the night was kinda
uncomfortable for me, and I kept going to Lisa's house
to hang out sometimes but didn't do anymore sleep
overs.
***
One day not too long after that night there was a
knocking on the door at our home. It was late morning
in summer so I was home just watching TV and playing
games and wasn't expecting anybody. Not any of my
friends anyway, they were starting to kind of avoid me
after that sleep over. I looked through the peephole
and didn't see any body, then looked lower and saw
Lori's face. I opened the door and asked what she was
doing here.
"I just wanted to tell you that I thought my sister and
her friends were pretty mean to you. You've always been
so nice to me and she can be such a jerk sometimes and
I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry she treated you
bad."
I invited her in and got her a Coke and we sat there
and chatted a bit, about the summer and how nice it was
to be out of school and things like that. Suddenly she
said, "Anne-Marie I just wanted to tell you that even
if you are a Lebanese I don't care, you're nice and I
like you!"
I couldn't help smiling at that and said, "No Lori,
it's LESBIAN. And I'm not a lesbian, OK?" She said,
"Oh, OK. I just thought maybe you were and wanted you
to know I don't care."
I looked at her funny and asked, "Lori, do you even
know what a lesbian IS?" Her face scrunched up and she
said defiantly, "Yes I know. I know more than people
think I do, just 'cuz I'm a kid don't mean I don't know
alot!" I smiled and told her that I knew she knew more
than most people thought. She was a pretty smart kid
and I don't know, maybe she was a bit more advanced
than other 10 year olds.
"So tell me, what is a lesbian?" Lori looked smug and
said, "It's a girl that likes other girls!" I didn't
leave it at that though and I'm not sure why but I
asked, "Like? You mean like friends, like me and your
sister, or me and you?"
She now looked unsure of herself and replied, "Well, no
not like that I guess... more like the girls are like
boyfriend and girlfriend only they're both girls." I
nodded and said almost without realizing it, "Yeah,
that's pretty much it... it's girls who have sex with
other girls."
Lori's eyes widened and she blurted, "Oh my god, they
have sex with each other too??" Oops. I just assumed
she knew that sex was involved. I just nodded, hoping
she would leave it there but being a kid and curious
she asked, "But how does that work? If there's no boy?
How does sex work with them?"
Oh jeez, shouldn't her parents or sister be having this
talk with her? Probably not, I decided. Her parents
were not really progressive people and seemed pretty
lame, and her sister just ignored her most of the time.
Lori looked up to me and I guess I could do this for
her.
So I explained sex to her as best I could. She didn't
really seem to grasp it too well though, so I did
something that was totally stupid when I look back on
it. I took her upstairs to my Dad's office and sat her
down at the computer and showed her some pics.
Not the REALLY dirty pics that I looked at or that Dad
liked. just some pics of naked men and women and some
of couples doing it, and telling her what was going on.
I wasn't really thinking how I was showing porn to a
10-year old and how wrong it was, I just wanted some
pics to help me explain stuff. She was fascinated and
kept asking me all kinds of questions.
We sat there for about an hour when I shut down the PC
and told Lori that's it. She pouted and then she asked
if she could come by the next day to talk more and look
more. It was summer and I was out of school and there
wasn't much for me to do, so I said OK. As she was
walking to the door, she turned and asked me, "So you
aren't a lesbian? It's OK with me if you are, you
know." I shook my head and told her that I thought some
girls were pretty but had never had sex with any and
wasn't planning on it (planning and wishing are two
different things). She looked around quickly as if
checking for eavesdroppers and asked, "So have you
really done it with a guy then? Had sex?"
I stood for a moment thinking. I liked her and didn't
want to lie to her. I thought that if she is old enough
to ask a question about something then she's old enough
to be given an honest answer. All the same, I didn't
want to tell her about me and Dad, or me and Chuck. I
nodded and when she asked who it was I just told her
maybe someday I would let her know but until then it
had to be a secret. She pouted again but I told her,
"If I told anybody, Lori, I would tell you." and hugged
her. She brightened instantly and went home smiling.
***
So that summer went by like that. Lori came over quite
a bit and we were talk about stuff, things that her
sister would never tell her. I treated her like I would
have treated one of my friends that were the same age
as me and she really loved it. Since my other friends
were spending time with their boyfriends I didn't
really see them as much. I got the feeling too that
Beth's statement about me being gay got them thinking
that maybe I was, and that made them uncomfortable. By
now it seemed certain that they could tell there was
something I was hiding.
I was home alone for most of the day when Dad was at
work and Lori didn't come over every day. I started to
get a bit restless. Looking at pics Dad had on the
computer was fun but it just wasn't as good as it used
to be. I guess maybe I was just getting used to all the
images of sex in all its forms. At this time I started
chatting on Yahoo and made some pretty cool Internet
friends, but they still weren't people I could spend
time with for real.
I also tried some cyber sex. Sometimes it was fun,
sometimes it was just so fucking stupid I had to stop
and usually put the guy on ignore. A lot of guys would
start to flirt or cyber with me but when I told them
how old I was then they told me they didn't want to
mess with a minor and wouldn't chat me any more.
Some men were really turned on by chatting up a 15 year
old though. Some of them let me watch them on cam too,
some showing their faces and some not but all of them
naked and stroking their cocks. A couple times couples
let me watch them fuck and that was HOT. Once this girl
my age let me watch her give her boyfriend a blowjob. I
liked that.
It was fun but still wasn't real. With Dad gone most of
the day I was getting horny for some real sex, not this
cyber virtual bullshit... but I didn't know what to do.
Some guys I chatted wanted me to meet them for sex but
I was too scared to do that. I'd heard stories of girls
being kidnapped and tortured and killed and stuff.
I rode my bike a lot. I hated exercise but bike riding
and swimming were fun, so I did that almost every day.
I never thought riding my bike would lead me to another
fuck session but it did.
***
One summer morning I was riding pretty far, farther
away from home than I'd ever been on my bike. I guess
it really wasn't all THAT far, more like 10 miles or so
but seemed really far at the time. I saw a big park and
it had a bike trail and biking through the woods seemed
pretty cool so I went in and did just that.
After a while I got thirsty and saw a water fountain by
a parking lot. The lot was pretty deserted, just a few
cars there and one of them had someone in it. As I
pedalled closer I saw he was an older man, maybe
like... I don't know, maybe 70? Pretty old anyway, and
he was staring at me as he was sitting in this big van.
I rode up to the fountain, drank my fill and was got
back on my bike and was about to leave when I saw the
side door to the van was open. The way the van was
parked the passenger side was facing me and the water
fountain, as well as the rest rooms and nobody else in
the park would see that side of the van unless you were
in that area.
I was just wondering why the door was open when I saw
the old man through the door... naked. He was old and
wrinkled and had an old man pot belly and was totally
gross and I couldn't help stare at him. His cock was in
his hand and totally hard, and was the biggest I had
ever seen. For real anyway, not online or on Dad's
computer.
I just stood there by my bike staring at this old perv
man who was exposing himself to me. For a moment he
just stood there and jacked himself slowly then when he
saw that I wasn't freaking out and riding away
screaming or something he waved his hand, calling me
over to him. To this day I still don't know why I did
this... or I guess I do and just didn't want to admit
it at the time... but I walked my bike over to his van
and laid it on the ground and got in.
God, I know... how fucking stupid was that?? This perv
could have drugged me or beat me or killed me, and I
just got right in his van. I didn't even find him sexy
at all, as a matter of fact he was pretty repulsive.
Not only was he old as hell and ugly but when I got
near him I could smell his body odor as well, as though
he hadn't showered in a week. He closed the door after
me and I found that he had made his van into a sort of
little camper with a futon pad on the floor and a TV
and stuff.
As soon as the door was closed he started pawing me,
grabbing my boobs and ass and saying, "Oh my God,
you're such a hot little girl... get those clothes
off!"
I did. I was nervous and scared and shaking but I got
naked quickly. I stood there hunched over in the van
(the ceiling was really low) and was totally naked and
this guy began kissing me, quick sloppy kisses all over
my face and lips. Sometimes he would lick my face, and
I could smell the cigarette smoke on his saliva that he
left on my face. I was grossed out by all of it, but...
I just kept staring at his cock. I wanted it.
He smiled and said, "Yeah, little cutey likes my dick,
huh? Kneel down and kiss it." I dropped to my knees and
kissed the blue-shaded head, grabbing the veiny shaft
with my right hand and bracing myself on with my left
hand on his thigh. I didn't suck it, just kept kissing.
He let me do that for a while then said, "Suck on it
cutey... suck on my big old cock." I opened my mouth
and sucked it in as far as I could, but that still left
several inches outside my mouth. I kept my hand there
and was pumping his dick as I sucked slowly, his body
odor and ripe unwashed cock smell almost making me gag
but not stopping me from what I was doing.
The old man grabbed my head and moved it back and forth
on his cock for a few minutes then pushed me away all
of a sudden saying, "Oh God, I almost came! You suck
cock so good little girl, so sexy. I gotta fuck you!"
He pushed me down on the futon pad and spread my legs
with his knees, putting the big blue head of his dick
at the entrance of my pussy. He wasn't wearing a condom
or anything and I had my period about 10 days ago but I
didn't say anything or try to stop him. With a long
drawn out moan he pushed into me, making me cry out as
his long thick cock stretched my still tight cunt.
He put a hand over my mouth to muffle my cries and kept
pushing in until his balls were squashed against my
butt. He kept saying things like "So tight" and "Hot
little girl" and saying "Oh my God" over and over
again. He began fucking me slowly and after a while the
pain lessened, although it didn't go away totally.
After a few minutes his pace picked up and he started
to fuck me good. He licked my face all over and it was
gross and I wanted to tell him to stop but I didn't. As
he was pistoning in and out of my hole he was mauling
by boobs and that hurt and I wanted him to stop but
again didn't say anything. So far it wasn't very sexy
or pleasurable for me and I kept asking myself, "Why am
I doing this??? I need to stop!!" but I didn't. The
pain of stretching to fit his big pole in me was taking
away from alot of the stimulation I normally got when
fucking.
Then this dirty smelly old perv did something really
weird and gross. He stopped pumping his hips for a
moment, put his hand on my jaw and squeezed, forcing my
mouth open. He put his mouth near mine and then spat
into it, a big old glob of his saliva landing in my
mouth and he closed my mouth with his hand and held it
shut for a few seconds until his saw my throat working
and he knew that I had swallowed it. He grabbed my
ankles and held my legs in a tight grip and started to
fuck me rapidly, moaning the whole time and spitting on
me now and again. I couldn't beleive he had just done
that and was totally grossed out but... for some reason
I didn't know then... I felt a huge orgasm building up.
I heard the old man groan, "Oh baby, I'm cumming...
cumming.." and then I came, the waves of pleasure
washing over me and carrying me away as his seed
spurted into me.
After we came he just layed on me for a minute. I was
starting to worry, I thought maybe he had a heart
attack or something, when he rolled off me and pulled
on his pants and drew his shirt over his head quickly.
I was bit slower getting dressed and only had my
panties on when he said, "Quick, get out! Hurry up, I
gotta go!" and he opened the side door and pushed me
out, throwing the rest of my clothes out after me. The
door slammed and the van started up as I scurried to
get dress, tripping over my shorts. I yelled, "Wait
dammit... I have to get dressed!" but he didn't wait,
he put the van in gear and drove off in a hurry.
Fuck, there were two older women walking their dogs
across the lot and staring at me, pointing and talking
to each other in disbelief as I fumbled with my bra, my
bare tits hanging out for all to see. I was nervous and
couldn't get it on fast enough so I just dropped it and
pulled my shirt over my head and stepped into my shoes,
leaving my bra and socks there. I pedalled as fast as I
could across the field, not really thinking much about
which way to go as long as it was away from those
ladies and away from the scene of my shame.
***
When I got home, I laid in bed and cried. God, I don't
know what came over me. I don't know why I let some
ancient pervy creep fuck me like that. Oh my God, I
might be pregnant with this old guys' baby! My dad had
been fixed Chuck, the only other guy I'd had sex with,
never came in my pussy so I never worried about the
risk. Luckily, as the weeks went by I got my next
period and was so relieved!
When my Dad got home that day he could tell that
something was wrong but I just couldn't tell him what
I'd done. It felt like cheating on him, and I had no
idea why I did what I did. He was suspicious and not
really happy that I wouldn't tell him, reminding me how
close we were and that we used to tell each other
everything but I just couldn't. That was the beginning
of the problems we had later.
The really fucked up thing was, whenever I thought
about the guy in the van I would get horny and usually
finger myself to orgasm or pretty much throw myself at
Dad. Why?? The guy was disgusting, smelly, old,
gross... and yet... against my will I was turned on.
Not by him so much I don't think, just the situation.
Later, I met someone who helped me understand my
feelings and who and what I was.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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