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A Photographer's Delight
by Obmuj (address withheld)
***
He loved the image she presented. She liked knowing her
image would grace a magazine. Both looked for something
they shouldn't have. (Mg, ped, voy, reluc)
***
Nancy Anne Postle peddled her new mountain bike down
the bike path alongside the river. The path was paved
and wide enough for bikes to pass safely. Every quarter
mile the path had a pull over where one could relax,
wade in the water along the shore line of the river,
where the water wasn't to deep. Some visiting the park
would fish for dinner.
The sylphlike 12 year old girl's hair tied in a
ponytail, flowed out behind her. Looking at the young
girl's lovely hazel colored hair with light brown
intricate curls flowed trailed out behind her and which
she had tied close to her head. Still a child, although
her face appeared to make her seem older, Nancy had a
natural smile that caught everyone's attention she met
or knew.
Many of them observing the girl were undoubtedly drawn
to her unnatural beauty. Some attempted in what they
considered their best acts of personal behavior, even
if obscene to draw her immediate attention to have her
stop to speak with them.
Some words and actions by ill mannered youths or wicked
older men Nancy understood and ignored. Mostly she was
innocent to the point that she didn't comprehend
comments made in poor taste. Mostly the lovely girl
simply walked by and smiled at those she didn't wish to
be near or speak with.
Her youthful body was developing into what would
assuredly become truly lovely. So much so that if she
followed in her mother's beauty and body contour, there
was no doubt Nancy would be a future Miss Something or
a state beauty queen.
This morning as she dressed after her bath, Nancy
studied her pointed and less than AA-Cup breasts.
Actually she thought I'm not even an AAA-cup. Nancy
noted there wasn't the first sign of hair beginning to
crown her mons pubis. Not only was there no hairs and
she laughed at the fact not even fuzz crowned the fatty
area above her sex.
In a moment of additional humor, she wrote a note on
her bathroom vanity mirror with her eyeliner, "Be sure
to glue some hair on you know what this evening.
Important." Then Nancy considered removing the message
from the mirror in the event her mother should see her
personal note of humor to her self. "Heck, mom will
find the humor in my "problem" as only a couple weeks
ago I asked her when I would get hair on my sex."
Now as she coasted to a stop at one of her favorite
spots to walk down and watch the flowing water. Nancy
noted the man seated on the ground and leaning against
where she always parked her bike. Nancy loved this spot
and enjoyed the sounds of the water rushing against and
over the river rocks. One thing that the young girl
enjoyed see was how the park department and local
residents had planted lovely flowers in the surrounding
grass area.
Locking her bike in the rack, Nancy walked with an
assured step to where the man was seated. As she
approached him, she couldn't help but notice the man
was attractive and likely the most handsome male she
had ever looked upon.
The man smiled, and in her normal courteous demeanor,
returned the visual greeting. "Hi, I see you found my
favorite spot along the river," Nancy said with her
bubbling enthusiasm before she stopped about three feet
from where the man relaxed and she noticed he looked up
and down her body, from her feet and up to her hair and
back.
Nancy was aware of the personal space factor and
attempted to keep at least three feet between her self
and whoever she was near, if the conditions allowed
such distance between herself and others.
"Darn and I believed all along this was my personal
space in Heaven right here on Earth," the man replied
with a broad smile across his face.
"Sorry, but it's mine. Tell you what though," Nancy
said with a wide grin on her perky face, "it is so
lovely, I guess I can share it with you. Deal?"
"I'll try not to steal it all, and will share it with
such a lissome young lady. Has anyone told you that
you're truly a lovely young woman?" and added, "Sit
with me; I haven't had such a nice companion for a
considerable time."
Having been warned repeatedly about speaking with
strangers and dangers of being with someone she didn't
know, Nancy decided this man was nice. Anyone who found
her fav-spot in the world beautiful couldn't be bad.
The man was wearing dark sunglasses with large "DG"
emblems on each stem. See the gold DG emblem on the
sunglasses the man was wearing she thought, "Wow, those
are Dolce Gabbana shades and very expensive," she said
to her self. Nancy knew what the DG stood for because
her father had a similar pair. Plus her mother
purchased this designer's clothing and other items.
Looking at the man's shorts, slacks and shoes noted
they were also designer label items.
The large frames on the man's sunglasses and the way
the kind of wrapped around the side of his face to
protect his eyes from the sunlight prevented Nancy from
seeing the man's eyes. Had Nancy been able to see the
man's eyes, she would have seen they were fastened on
viewing the legs beneath the short skirt the sylph like
preteen was wearing. The skirt Nancy was attired in had
a loose fit with a ruffle design around the hem. This
permitted the man to view under her skirt and enjoy the
pale green panties that were partially visible to his
eyes.
Today Nancy had dressed to match the spiritual being
she considered herself to be. Today Nancy believed she
was a dryad and a spiritual wood nymph. One thing Nancy
enjoyed was pretending she lived during the times told
of in Greek mythology. "Yes, I'm a fairy that lived in
the shady green forests, and I rested on thick green
moss," she told her self.
The skirt she was wearing she'd purchased in a high
line fashion department store. When she saw the skirt
on display in the store it reminded her of the skimpy
clothing fairies wore in her books. When reading or
looking at the artistic renderings in her books on
fairies that she collected, Nancy would study those
that dealt with her favorite "pretend friends."
From the time she was old enough to look at books,
Nancy's mother indulged her with such books, believing
it was a way for her daughter to increase her knowledge
of the world. Nancy's bedroom was decorated with prints
of fairy type creatures and several dolls of the
mythology based creates were scatted on her bed.
Unknown to Nancy her skirt was bunched up to the extent
the man could view under the garment covering her lower
body and the narrow front of the panties she was
wearing was visible to his gaze. This provided him a
vision of her young charms and the fact one side of her
panty had slipped over and was splitting her hairless
slit and allowing him to see something no male had ever
before gazed upon.
Only a couple of males had ever enjoyed scrutinizing
her body before to such an extent, and unknown to the
trusting preteen, the type of stranger she had been
warned to stay away from, was becoming turned-on with
the young girlish favors hidden inside the narrow band
of light green material exposing half of her pubic
area.
On his part, the man had to question if the girl was
aware he could see the pale green garment wasn't
complete covering her sex. Had she known her panty was
available for the man to view half of her pussy, Nancy
would have been tremendously embarrassed. Her right
labium was displayed and a small part of her sex was
also displayed to show its pink like interior.
Although she liked wearing the latest trend in
clothing, Nancy understood that at times she had
trouble when her skirts or dresses being so short they
revealed tremendous amounts of her overly long preteen
shapely legs.
There were times when her skirts or dresses provided
anyone who took the time to look, a vast expanse of
skin covering her round hips. Like other girls her age,
Nancy enjoyed the apparent lack of modesty when it came
to hiding her body from the eyes of some boy, including
those older males who winked at her in a subtle manner.
Boys she knew and some she didn't spoke to her and her
girlfriends at the mall and would express their
comments that her legs were superb. One older male
spoke to her one day as she sat having a burger, fries
and a soft drink at Mickey D's and wanted her to open
her legs wider. Recalling the time, she remembered she
was to have met up with her friend Diane Johnson. Diane
never showed up so she decided to eat lunch while she
waited for a while to see if her friend showed up.
While eating, she got the feeling someone was starring
at her. The preteen looked and noticed the man at the
table directly across from her was looking under her
table. Knowing she was wearing one of her short skirts,
Nancy saw him smile and say, "Marvelous legs you have,
Pretty One. Would you open then a little more?' and at
the moment Nancy understood she was holding her legs
spread wide apart.
Nancy remember thinking, "Gee whiz, the man is able to
view my panties because I've got my legs spread apart
as they danced around under the table. Instead of being
embarrassed and either leaving the restaurant or moving
to another table, she smiled at the man and did even
more than he asked.
After looking around and seeing no one could observe
her, Nancy took advantage of the fact and parted her
delicate young legs evidently wider than the man
expected. Reaching her fingers down to her panty, she
first scratched at the crotch and then eased her finger
tips in the material of her thong and pulled it over to
the opposite side. She watched the man apparently choke
on the bite of sandwich he had just bitten off.
Nancy had held the crotch of her panty to one side for
at least five minutes and allowed the man to see all of
her young charms. Only when she saw others approaching
her out of the corner of her eye did she remove her
fingers and close her legs tight together. When she got
up from the table, she opened her legs as wide as
possible and allowed her crotch to be displayed and
knew that she had left her panties pulled to one side.
So let him have one last look she recalled thinking at
the time.
From that moment on, Nancy became aware of having
advantage over the opposite sex, but never displayed
her sex to anyone as she had the man in the restaurant.
When she left Mickey D's the man attempted to follow
her and she went back inside the restaurant until she
saw him drive away.
There was a hidden knowledge she didn't understand
about the opposite sex looking at her young body, but
she had the intelligence young girls learn to attract
the opposite sex. Including the newly found pleasure
young girls have teasing boys and adult males if and
when she can without being caught in the act.
One boy, Tad Garrison, was a couple years old than she,
and told her many times, "Hey Nancy, if you ever want
to make out, let me know. Boy I love you legs. I just
saw your yellow panties. And from the back, could see
your wearing a thong. Great hips girl!" Turning and
looking at Tad, she smiled and told him, "You are a
nasty boy Tad, but I like you."
To her surprise Tad moved so he was standing behind her
and he reached out and lightly patted her buttock under
her skirt. When his finger moved between her butt
cheeks and his fingers moved under her body until they
found the center of her panties and pressing his
fingers against her sex.
For a moment Nancy stood and enjoyed the first feel of
a boy's fingers on her body. Seeing a couple of girls
walking around the coroner and toward where she and Tad
were standing by the lockers she moved from his
touching her. Thank God I had my locker door open or
someone would have seen me being felt up, she had told
her self that day.
After that she had permitted Tad to reach beneath her
skirt and wiggle his fingers all over the crotch of her
panty. On one of those occasions she had done so in the
garage of her home, and with no one besides her was
home. She permitted him to touch her private area for
several minutes.
When Tad slid his fingers inside her panty she felt him
trying to shove it up inside her and she became scarred
and thought they were having sex. She had turned eleven
a couple of days before when that experience occurred
and Nancy became fearful that she would become pregnant
and told him he could only touch her on the outside of
her panties.
For more time than she knew the boy had played with her
panties and once again slipped his finger under the
material. For a moment she permitted him to play with
her thing, and even push his finger up into her body.
Perhaps a minute of this foreplay took place and when a
strange feeling moved through her young sex, Nancy
moved so his finger came out of her sex. Somehow she
found out that a girl doesn't get pregnant by a boy
sticking his finger in a girl and she became receptive
to Tad touching her.
After that she permitted Tad to play with her as she
wasn't scarred he would push his finger in her and she
would become pregnant. Sometimes Tad pushed his finger
in her and it hurt and she would make him take it out.
When he promised not to hurt her she allowed him to
finger her sex again. This became something she liked
and kept promising Tad she would let him put his thing
in her, but by the time she decided to let him, he and
his parents had moved.
Now as she and the man relaxed in the park along the
river, the man's eyes moved to view the small puffy
area of her breasts that pressed out under her shirt.
The shirt buttoned up the front, and was actually a
belly blouse. The man noted the tan shirt fit smugly
and showed she had small breasts buds that must have
just started to grow on her chest and didn't shove out
further than an inch. She is a very tall girl he
noticed and could definitely be a model. I wonder what
her mother looks like... most likely one beautiful
woman, if her daughter is so ideal.
The man pointed to a spot near where he wished the cute
lass to sit; then asked, "How about you sit down there?
And would you be so nice as to face me so I may look at
your fetching and adorable face? With the river and the
patches of flowers between you and the water I will be
able to capture some wonderful photographs of you."
Reaching in the small bag by his side took out a camera
and asked, "You don't mind if I take a couple of photos
of you, do you... what is your name? You're lovely and
as the camera is digital, so you will be able to view
what I've taken immediately."
"Sure, I guess that would be okay - my name is Nancy,"
she remarked without fear in allowing a stranger to
take her photo. After all she reasoned, we're in public
and people are passing by all the time while we sit
here.
Taking close-up of Nancy's face and requesting she turn
her face in various directions. In one shot Andréa
caught only a small fraction of her face in the photo.
The portrait type shot caught her hair as the focal
point in the prism and the camera's lens reflected the
image and beauty of the girl's hazelnut colored hair.
The photo and the lighting from the sun and with the
flash set for fill, it highlighted Nancy's ponytail.
Andréa could see the natural beauty of the girl and
believed he had an award winning photo. How do I go
about using this photo without her parents' permission?
No doubt they'll be very upset if they discover their
daughter allowed an unknown man to photograph the
preteen.
"Perfect. I can't believe how the sun and shadows show
the loveliness and highlights of your hair and
illuminated by the sun's rays. Nancy, look at how
shimmering and shinning your hair is across your head.
Notice the beautiful way your tresses reflect their
lovely coloring," he stated while showing Nancy the
image on the camera's LCD screen, before adding, "I
can't wait to see this photo printed."
"Gee, that is a terrific photo of me... you must make
me a copy. Please, I can meet you the day after
tomorrow to get the picture. Will you do that for me?
You make me look beautiful," Nancy said in an earnest
voice and not one that could be considered bragging
about her attractiveness.
"Yes, I would love to make a copy for you. Let me take
a few more," Andréa remarked and was again taking shots
of the lovely girl. This time he asked she pose with
her right leg pulled back and to rest her head on her
arms that rested on her knee. Without her being aware
of what he asked, Nancy was positioned so her panties
were visible to his camera lens.
Shooting her in various angles, and moving her legs in
different positions, the preteen girl was exposing her
inner thighs and between her legs, covered by her
panties. Asking her, "Nancy, how about you stand up and
rest your arm against the tree? No, move your arm down
the tree another couple inches... perfect."
The camera was capturing shots of her preteen crotch,
and Andréa knew the girl had no idea of what he was
shooting. Instead, after viewing the head shot, he knew
the girl loved how she appeared so pretty in the
photos.
This permitted Nancy to move and pose however the man
wished. Nancy was unaware her thong had slipped over
and one side of her labia was in view. Had she known it
is certain Nancy wouldn't have been so willing to move
into the poses she was asked to do? For the next
fifteen minutes, Nancy was enraptured with the idea of
being a model.
Knowing young girls loved thinking they'd be discovered
and be the next world's top-model, this girl was
assuredly worthy of that distinction, Andréa thought.
Plus she'd loved hearing him expressing how terrific
she appeared as he moved her from one pose to another,
and she was certainly lovely.
Andréa decided to go for broke and asked, "Nancy, I
know of a place just a short distance from here that
would be ideal for some terrific outdoor shots. Would
you like to pedal your bike with me and allow me to do
a few more photos of you?"
"I'm not supposed to go someplace with a strange man,
but hey, this is fun and you're a nice man. You're a
terrific photographer, but you know that anyway;
right?" and took her bike from where she had placed it
while being photographed. "I'm ready, wish I had other
clothes with me."
He wasn't surprised when he heard the girl relate her
mother was the state beauty queen and was second in
some national contest. Hearing the girl's comment about
her mother, he could understand why this girl was truly
lovely and so composed for such a young girl. Andréa
asked, "How old are you Nancy?" while pedaling his bike
alongside the girl.
"12... my birthday was three weeks ago yesterday. Next
year I will be a teenager. Man I can't wait to be a
teen and especially sixteen so I can get my driver's
license," Nancy replied.
When he dropped in behind Nancy as a bike was
approaching from the opposite direction, he noticed
that her skirt would flip up and reveal the back of her
buttocks. The small strip of material from her thong
panty allowed her buttocks to show as they were parted
by the bike seat. Taking his camera in his hand, he
told Nancy, "Turn around and smile at me, but don't
wreck your bike."
With the motor drive running, Andréa was certain he had
some terrific shots of her young butt exposed while her
skirt flowed out and up as she peddled in front of him.
Within a short time of peddling, they were moving away
from most bikers as the majority of people turned
around and headed back down the path. In a few more
miles Andréa remarked, "At the next turn off take a
left and be careful as there are loose stones that can
bounce you pretty good. Once I hit a rock and bent my
wheel. I had to carry my bike back to my car, okay Miss
Nancy?" and they turned off the bike path and headed up
a small dirt path.
"Yeah, I know. I've been up this path before, but I'm
on my mountain bike so it doesn't bother me like it
might you," she replied.
"You've got that right. Guess I need to get myself a
bike like yours."
Then Nancy asked, "Do you know the spot where the rocks
makes a small circle about half way up that hill we can
see ahead?"
"Sure do and that is where I thought we could do some
photos. The scenery from that spot shows the river for
several miles, and also the hills in the distance makes
a lovely backdrop," and Andréa thought how lucky he was
the girl knew where he wanted to take her. Plus he
thought, "With luck she will be nude in fifteen minutes
and I can see all of her youthful charms."
After pushing their bikes up the sloping hill from the
dirt path, they were soon in the center of the small
natural amphitheater. Leaning their bikes against some
rocks they decided to take a break and enjoy a drink of
the water they had on the bikes.
Taking two plastic vials from the side pocket of his
oversized fanny pack, he reached behind the bike and
opened an insolated bag he carried cold bottles of
water in which were flavored drinks. Pulling the tab on
aluminum can, he carefully poured some powder into the
drink, and also emptied an ounce or more of vodka in
the drink and handed it to the inspecting girl.
Nancy didn't notice Andréa slip the liquid or small
amount of powder in the can of energy drink he offered
her. Andréa slipped only half of a milligram of the
date rape drug Rohypnol in the drink he handed Nancy,
and hoped it and the vodka would bring the girl to a
position where he could do with her as he wished.
Thinking Nancy is young and the amount should be
sufficient of the drug to render her unknowingly
acceptable to sex. Andrea knew Rohypnol was the more
popular of the date rape benzodiazepine drugs. Having
slipped the drug in other young girls' drinks to get
then in the mood to be photographed nude and then to
engage in sex with them, Andréa knew Nancy shouldn't be
any different mount, except she was young - very young
for sex he thought.
In the past the girls were eighteen or older, although
Chelsea something or the other was only sixteen.
Smiling inwardly he remembered she had been a regular
little whore who informed him he must pay fifty dollars
for her charms.
Thinking how she had told him, "Normally I get a
hundred for doing guys your age." To even up the score,
he gave her an extra pill and discovered later she OD
and was found parked in her car at an interstate road
side park.
When the state police searched her personal items the
news report indicated they found the young girl had
three Ecstasy pills in her purse. There were also
evidence of marijuana and a crack pipe in her vehicle.
The autopsy showed she had overdosed on the illegal
date rape drugs. Andrea had always felt the extra three
pills he had slipped in her purse were worth the
expense.
He loved placing the date rape drug in the drinks of
older women, be it a cocktail or whatever drink the
women were having. Finding that giving this drug to
unsuspecting older females he overcome any resistance
they presented when he attempted to take them to bed
after at times a wicked set of photos.
Without a doubt on many occasions the drugs facilitate
rape on his behalf. One drawback he found when using
the drug was how the woman might not be consciences
enough to make the sex good. Never the less, he
recalled one woman who refused his offer for any nude
poses, although she loved to meet him for dinner or
cocktails, and pose for teasing photographs, but
stopped short of undressing, even down to her bra or
panties.
The woman was a stunning forty-six year old divorcee
who loved to tell him each time he attempted to bed her
or see her nude when doing her photos, "You must
believe me, but when I met Bernie my ex, I was a virgin
on my wedding night. After divorcing the shit seven
years ago I have not been with another man, and won't
be until I'm married once again."
Looking at the woman, and seeing how attractive and
trim she was, he found it hard to believe she hadn't
been bedded in seven years. When he was at her home
doing some photos of her, and she had dressed in her
workout clothes, he was even more in want to bed her.
Sophia Coen was "stacked as the proverbial outhouse"
with her long legs which were perfect symmetrical in
shape. They taped in perfect dimension from her waist
line to her ankles, and her feet were the small and
meaty type instead of the long bony shape he found
revolting to view and from a personal desire, he could
never bring himself to caress a woman's foot if it was
structured with long bony features.
One Sunday afternoon they were swimming in the pool at
his home and she was wearing a one piece bathing suit
that was a French cut with the sides cut high on the
sides and small across her mid-section, with only a
small piece of material over her sex. It was for
certain that she didn't trim her bush completely and
the hair on the sides of her sex showed, as did part of
the patch crowing her mons.
When she asked him to fix her a Bloody Mary cocktail,
he was finally able to slip a Rohypnol pill in her
drink and stir the drink until he was certain it had
blended with the cocktail. For the next half hour he
joked with Sophia and watched the pill taking effect.
When he moved to where she was standing in the pool
sipping her Bloody Mary, he hugged her and she didn't
make any effort to stop his personal contact with her
body. Even when feeling her breasts and between her
legs, Sophia did nothing to hinder his feeling her body
and simply leaned against him.
Ten minutes later they were on his bed and he was
riding the luscious body of the divorcee and hearing
her cry out the satisfaction she was receiving from
only the second man to enter her body. He took her
twice and they curled up and went to sleep. After he
had slept about an hour, he got up and taking his
camera took several photos of her nude body. Sophia
slept for another three hours before she woke up.
He wanted to laugh when she woke and looking around at
him seated nude in the chair across from his bed, the
lovely woman sat up in bed and pulling the sheet up
over her breasts, shuddered and asked in a quiet like
voice, "Did I... did we... oh... I let you, did...?"
and she made a mournful cry of alarm, "Ugggggggnoooo!"
For several minutes he sat in the chair as she rested
against the headboard of his bed and asked to hear
every detail of what they had done. He laughed when she
told of feeling his male juices between her legs. One
question he thought odd was her asking him, "How many
loads of your semen did you put in me?"
He told her that she had welcomed him in her body twice
and the second time she was ready before he, but in
moments her hand brought him to a stiffness that he was
surprised to obtain. Then he listened to why the woman
was so upset about his semen being sprayed up inside
her body.
Sophia cried out in complete grief, "My God Andréa I'm
not on any kind of birth control... what if...?" and
then she begin to cry.
He remembered walking to the bed and he was erect and
when she noted his cock was hard, she asked in what was
truly a fearful voice, "You put that in me... oh
Andréa, not to be vain, but I can't remember any of
what we've done, but did I make you happy? Forgive me
for asking, but will you make love to me again... God I
hope I don't get pregnant?"
She remained until the next morning and they indulged
in every form of sex known to man and woman. Her mouth
brought his semen into her mouth and she told that this
was the first time she had ever performed oral sex. He
loved bringing her off with his mouth, and she sobbed
out her release over and over. Even her anus was his
for the taking and she cried during the time he rode
her hips. Again she claimed that her anus had been
virginal when he entered her back hole. Yet Sophia had
wanted him between her buttocks for the second time the
next morning before she left his house.
That was the only time he was ever with her. About
seven moths later he saw her walking through the mall
and she was pregnant. I wanted to speak with her and
ask if it was mine, but thought she might want to make
our relationship permanent, and that I didn't want, so
I watched the lovely pregnant woman walk away and I
never saw her after that time.
One thing Andréa had found over his years of bedding
women was they loved his making love to their feet. He
had long ago, when only a youth of nineteen and joking
told a girlfriend that he loved her while she was
seated on the floor of her bedroom with her back
against her bed. With his head resting on her lap he
was enraptured looking up at her breasts. Until that
day she had never permitted him more than a quick crop
of her boobs, which seemed hard as rocks, and anything
else was surely off limits.
For whatever the reason he had turned his face toward
her feet and as she was wearing shorts he could view
her lovely legs that he had wanted to caress and get
between many times. That day he first kissed her legs
where the entered the legs of her shorts. As she
giggled he moved his lips down onto her legs and kissed
ever so slowly down her legs until he reached her feet.
Nothing had been said, but every so often he had felt
Darcy's legs and evidently her body tightens as he
kissed all the way down her thighs, on her knees and
then the calves of her legs.
When his lips reached her ankles, he kissed all over
her puffy like feet and as his lips reached her toes,
he not only kissed them, he licked between them. He
recalled moving around until he was lying at her feet
and slowly kissed the souls of her feet and once more
her toes. While licking between her toes the second
time, he moved his mouth over her toes and sucked them
one after the other. Then he repeated the same thing on
her other leg and lastly her feet and toes.
While sucking her toes on left foot, he listened as
Darcy told him, "Oh Andréa, come up here." Looking up
he saw she had unfastened her top and was unsnapping
the clasp on the front of her bra. Seeing how firm and
pointed her breasts were nearly caused him to come in
his boxers. Before he moved up to her, she reached down
and undid the button on the side of her shorts, then
she pulled the zipper down.
Never would he have believed at the time that kissing
and sucking some girl's feet could have led her to be
so free in her actions, and as he sucked her toes for a
moment once more, she spoke in her gentle voice, "You
may remove my clothes as I know you love me Andréa.
I've never done anything before, so be nice... please?"
Getting her virginity was not only a total surprise,
but a bombshell of amazement that nearly caught him off
guard. After dating her for the past three months and
now getting even to first base, he hit a home run from
what he knew was sucking her toes. Once thing was
certain about Darcy, and that was her being a virgin.
She bleed more than any virgin he ever got into and not
one virgin since came close to bleeding as much as that
lovely seventeen year old girl did. Her bed was a
complete mess and both of their bodies showed the
evidence of her lost innocence.
Darcy had an extremely thick hymen and he had
difficulty breaching her tight vagina easily and
completely. Eventually he entered her and before he
tore her cherry apart, she sobbed out each time he
shoved against the piece of skin that made her a
virgin.
Finally Darcy told him, while crying rather profoundly,
"My God you must just do me and get it over with or we
must stop. Do it Andréa... do it... aughhh, you're
killing me... yes, wait a minute... you're in me all
the way now, aren't you my darling?"
Other than getting his nuts off in the woman's vaginal
canal, Andréa at times wondered if it was worth using
the drug. Knowing Nancy would like the alcoholic laced
high energy drink, Andréa watched as she watched him
open the can. He knew that once she had sipped the
liquid that only a few moments would pass and she would
become somewhat lackadaisical when posing, but he would
work around the problem.
"Here you go Nancy; have one of these," Andréa said as
he handed Nancy a cold can of energy drink that was
loaded with caffeine. Andréa watched as she tilted the
can and knew in minutes she would be under him and her
virginity would be another one notched on the head of
his seven inches and somewhat thick manhood.
Only then did the preteen note the man had a small
cooler bag on the back of his bike as he asked, "Do you
like the drink... I use them when I'm riding my bike or
jogging for the energy it provides.
"Oh yeah, it's nice and cool, but the taste and is
different than when I've had this once or twice before.
I've got to get one of those bags. I saw them in the
bike store last Saturday when shopping with my father.
This stuff is really tasty from what I remember and I
feel like it is giving me a buzz."
Smiling as he listened and watched the pretty girl,
Andréa had to know, "You know what it is to get a buzz
on... do you smoke pot? Be honest as I'll never tell on
you Nancy."
"No, will not really - once I and two of my girlfriends
went to a party being held by some guys a few years
older than us and they were smoking pot. The guys all
lived in our neighborhood so I knew them personally.
Brad, who lived a couple doors from me and invited me
to the party, offered me what he called a hit. I took a
puff on it and thought I would die.
Everyone laughed at me for choking and coughing like
crazy. That's the only time I've ever done drugs. But I
remember feeling really strange and funny in a few
minutes after taking one puff of a marijuana cigarette.
They convinced me to take more drags as they passed the
thing around, and I must have got real crazy. At one
point I found my panties down to my knees and Brad
saying, "Hey guys, she is too young, she hasn't got any
hair on her beaver yet. Boy was I embarrassed... does
it bother you I don't have hair?"
"Nope. Don't you have any?" he replied with a smile on
his face that Nancy understood was to make her feel
grown up and happy.
"Guess I got a buzz on and high, huh? Darn, the guys
left me chaste and so they were nice guys, right?"
Nancy suddenly determined about what she had done for
the first time. The preteen understood something like
that might happen today if she didn't watch out, but
the man didn't offer her a hit.
Nancy had decided the man was involved with modeling by
the way he asked her to pose. Nancy enjoyed Andréa
requests for her to make facial expressions with either
a laugh, smirk, smile or other ways to express her
feelings while moving her body in every-which
direction.
Nancy realized she didn't know the man's name and
asked, "What is your name? I told you mine so you must
tell me yours, now isn't that a proper way for us to be
friends?" and the look of sexuality floated across
Nancy's youthful face.
Noting how sexual the girl just became in her facial
expression and seemed to position her body in even more
inviting poses, Andréa wondered if by chance this
charming young beauty wasn't by chance a mischievous
imp of a 12 year old sex pot and the date rape drug
wasn't necessary.
She's a virgin if her comments about the guys she got
high with are true, so why should I doubt her? At her
age she might change her mind about posing nude and
eventually having sex with me. I must be careful as she
just might take off running and screaming hell-bent-
for-an-election. Not wishing the girl to know his real
name, Andréa replied, "Ted, I'm just plain old Ted."
"Okay Ted. How would you like me to pose for you now?
You're really nice and I'm glad you enjoy seeing my
favorite places in the whole world. I'll bet you are
too surprised to hear it, but I've ridden the bike bath
all the way to the end and back different times. Do you
know it is twenty-five miles from one end to the
other?" and as she spoke struck a pose that had her
standing with her legs spread wide and her right hand
as if she was cupping her left breast.
While speaking to the man, Nancy for a reason she
didn't understand, moved to where the man stood and
lightly struck his shoulder as her body seemed to
become heated. Never in her life had Nancy felt the way
she was now and the heat passing though her body wasn't
from the temperature in the air. Her mind seemed to be
lost in a battle that gave her strange and unknown to
her, adult like desires.
Nancy placed her hand on his wrist and asked, "Isn't
this the most wonderful place in the world. Look at the
river below us and the trees and green grass from the
river up to the hills over there? I just love seeing
the fields where the farmers have crops growing. Those
over there are corn fields."
Something tells me, and certainly I hope she will strip
off her clothes for me to start my being with this
beautiful female creature. Wondering what the girl was
thinking as she stood with her hand on the top of his,
he slowly turned his palm over and took the 12 year old
girl's hand in his. "Honest to God, and I know one
thing for certain, and the fact is simply, Nancy is
coming on to me," he told him self.
Then he asked a personal question in a way he hoped
wouldn't offend her, "Do you a boyfriend... like one
you kiss and do things with? You know like let him
touch you or perhaps you love him enough you permit him
to do other nice things between the two of you... you
know what I mean don't you?" and felt her squeeze his
hand with her own.
The 12 year old girl wasn't experienced and other than
playing kissing games like spin-the-bottle or made up
games where the boy and girl would be required to hide
in the closet alone for a minute or so, Nancy thought
she hadn't done any of the things Ted was perhaps
asking if she'd done.
Speaking in a tranquil and serene voice and standing
with her body against Ted's, as she gripped his hand
more firmly, Nancy remarked, No... no Ted, I've never
really kissed a boy. I'm still an innocent girl... you
know, like I've never done things with a boy... I'm a
v-virgin. Honest Ted. May I say something to you and
you won't laugh at me?"
"Yes," and as he spoke he moved his arms and pulled the
pretty girl against him and clasping her tight against
his body, whispered, "I could never laugh at you.
Hearing you tell me you're a virgin, Nancy that is
terrific. You know for certain I believe you're a
virgin. After all why would I doubt you - other than
you are so lovely and guess the boys your age would be
after you and tell you, you're really stacked."
Pressing her body against Ted's as he held her, Nancy
felt strange feelings in her body that created a need
for her to wiggle against the man holding her in his
arms. Then some knowledge she had never had reason to
understand before this moment, Nancy knew what the hard
thing pressing against her lower body and between her
young legs was. "Gee, he has an erection," Nancy told
her self as she pressed her sex parts against the man's
sex thing.
Ted understood the girl was feeling his erection
against her young pussy and decided not to rush things
and asked, "Ready for more photos pretty one?"
Nancy felt a sense of need and hated to break the
feeling of her sex being stimulated for the first time
in her life and before moving away from the man, rubbed
the center of her legs against what she understood was
his firm penis. Nancy replied, "Yes, and I will let
you..."
In five minutes Ted had taken more photos of the girl
and asked, "How about taking your shoes off? Perhaps
you could unbutton your top half way down the front?"
and noted the expression that appeared on Nancy's face
as she realized what he was asking her to do.
Although she didn't truly breasts yet, Nancy knew her
small bumps would some day likely be as large as her
mothers. Thinking to her self, "I should have worn a
bra or at the minimum a camisole under my top so I
wouldn't appear nude with my shirt unfastened. That way
my naked chest couldn't be seen." Nancy thought, "Ted
won't be able to see anything with my shirt hanging
open on each side so I guess I'll be okay."
While looking at the LCD screen on the camera, Andréa
could see a small rise on the girl's chest. Ted
wondered if Nancy was aware her breasts would be
exposed if she didn't maintain some modesty in the way
she posed with her shirt unbuttoned. Ted was pleased
the preteen unbuttoned her shirt slowly and one button
at a time until she'd unbuttoned it all the way down
the front.
Watching the girl's image on the LCD screen Ted caught
quick images of the tiny round ice cream cone shaped
breasts on Nancy's body that protruded perhaps an inch.
He loved the ends of her breasts topped with pencil
eraser size nipples and perhaps dime size areolas.
Nervously tugging the shirt-tales of her shirt, Nancy
hoped Ted was somehow seeing her puerile boobies and
wasn't embarrassed exposing her body to someone she'd
only meet an hour or so before. Nancy pulled one side
of her shirt behind her and knew the action completely
exposed her right breast.
Somehow the mind of the young girl was saying to her,
"Only the camera is seeing my boob, not Ted. What would
it be like if Ted touched my breast?" Having drunk the
last of her laced caffeine drink, Nancy was now acting
on behalf of the drug and her desire to taunt and tease
the older handsome man with her body.
Before much longer the teasing 12 year old preteen
would be having sex and be in a near state of amnesia
and most likely not recall what occurred under the
influence of the drug.
Taking a break, Andréa moved and lay back on the grass
next to where Nancy was seated. Looking at the girl's
loveliness, he took the camera in his hand and captured
more images of her small left breast exposed to his
camera's lens. His growing lust was accentuated even
more with the exposure of the small breast before his
eyes in all its glory no more than two feet from him.
Seeing the girl expose her breasts while she was now
standing away from him, she pulled her shirt open
completely. Now she was so near he could reach out and
touch her innocent young boobs if he wished. Telling
Nancy to move her shoulders in various positions he
knew she was aware her breasts were exposed.
Andréa wondered if Nancy simply didn't consider nor
care she was displaying both of her lovely pink tipped
oversized candy kisses to his eyes. This was the first
time Andréa had ever viewed such young breasts and his
passions were growing in both his soul and inside his
pants.
Going for broke, Andréa said, "Darling, let you top
fall off both of your shoulders and catch it in the
crook of your elbows... yes like that... perfect and
now be so nice to remove it completely. Allow it to
drape it over your left shoulder? Terrific; perfect
pose darling. Drop if off your other shoulder. Your
doing great... dangle it over your shoulder and down
your back. Let me stand and take some different shots.
Move like that. You're beautiful Nancy."
Within her mind, and for reasons she didn't understand
since she had struck Ted's shoulder and she'd held his
hand and pressed her body against his, Nancy felt
pleased in Ted viewing her breasts. "He called me
darling - does that mean he likes, no does he love me?"
Without being asked, the lanky girl unfastened her
skirt and eased it down over her hips. "Do you like me
like this Ted? Want me to take my panties off... oh boy
Ted I don't know if I can... oh I can't take my panties
off... can I, Ted darling? Do you think my panty is
pretty?" and as they were her favorite pair, Nancy said
in a soft voice, "Ted these are my favorite panty and I
love the color and the lace on the front. Do you think
they are pretty?"
His eyes took in the lovely image before him and the
panties that she was wearing were without doubt
seductive. Thinking he had seen lots of females in just
their panties, but none caused him to wonder if this
female wasn't truly the most adorable. Was he
considering this because the girl wearing them was
young and truly stunning in appearance? Saying, "Nancy
they are the loveliest panties I've ever seen on any
woman. You look gorgeous."
Nancy whispered, "Take my photo in them. Tell me how to
pose any way you like seeing me in my favorite panties.
I'll do anything you want me to do for you sweetheart.
Anything you want me to do for you I will do, just ask
what you wish for me do, Ted. Even the thing... you
know... I'll do the s-sex thing if you... oh Ted I will
if you want that."
Nancy hoped the sentiment wasn't for naught as she
struggled in her young mind on what was appropriate or
taboo. Knowing she was allowing the man to view her
dressed in only panties would really and truly upset
her mom.
However, Nancy was responding to strange and unordinary
emotions and understood she was enjoying peculiar and
unexpected passionate desires. Also her body seemed to
respond in strange ways she couldn't understand. Never
before had she experienced such poignant and heart
rendering needs in her life.
For the next several minute Andréa was taking one shot
after the other of the lovely vision before him. To his
surprise Nancy said, "Ted, I'm embarrassed taking my
panties off. If you wish to photograph me wearing
nothing but my smile, you must remove my panties. I
feel funny and tired. I feel as if I will fall asleep.
You didn't hypnotize me did you my darling Ted?"
Looking at the pretty preteen he replied, "Why would I
do something like that, I'm enjoying your company.
You'll permit me to remove your very pretty panties?"
and Andréa wondered if she was open to sex with him
after all the things she had said about doing anything
he wished.
Nancy felt a little embarrassed as she knew Ted was
assuredly used to older females and they'd have hair on
their sex. She spoke in a soft voice, "Ted. I don't
have any hair yet... down there."
As she spoke Nancy pointed her fingers at her pussy.
"Will that embarrass you by not having hair on my sex,
but I'm young?" only then did Nancy consider the size
of her breasts that had been displayed for at least the
last half hour.
Moving to where Ted was sitting while taking her photo,
Nancy kneeled on her knees with her feet and the calves
of her legs pointing out behind her. Nancy nervously
informed him, "Okay, remove them if you want...
darling."
Knowing where things were leading and was too crazy to
even consider, Ted's hand moved and placed both of his
hands on the girl's small waist line. Asking, "You're
certain about this Nancy" You are such a delightful
looking female... I could love you, if you..."
The murmur sound of Nancy's voice replying to his
comment when speaking the words was mellifluous. Ted
could barely hear her response, "Yes. Yes, you may
do... do anything you want. Hurry before I change my
mind. I'm kind of scarred, but I like you a lot... Ted,
I'll be yours."
His fingers slipped inside the waist of the thong panty
Nancy was wearing and slowly slipped then just below
her pubic area. His eyes took in the sight of her
hairless sex. The small fatty mons and smooth hairless
labia was a lovely thing to view. Ted knew he wanted to
capture this image of her for his personal viewing of
the lovely creature in the future.
"Don't move cute one as I want to capture your
loveliness just as you are. Nancy you are a truly
remarkable gnome of a female. God, you're such a lovely
creature to behold. In moments Ted was snapping photo
after photo as Nancy allowed her image to be recorded
on the magnetic card in the 14 pixel digital camera.
In disbelief Ted watched the 12 year old lean backward,
while resting on one hand behind her. She used her
other hand to push down the pale green panties with a
lace insert of the same color as the satin the panty.
The lace was such it exposed the expanse of skin across
her lower stomach. A hint of her narrow slit sex was
visible.
Like her fingers were moving in slow motion, Nancy
eased down her panty until it was down to the point
where her smooth lipped vagina opening was in view.
Next she eased it below her vaginal lips and continued
pushing it downward until her sex was fully exposed.
Nancy knew her body was of interest to Ted, and watched
him move so his camera was capturing images of her
vulva. Then the preteen pushed her panty half way down
her thighs.
For the older man and one who had photographed many
teen girls and older woman, it was a certainty he'd
never looked at such a young female vision and so
turned on sexually. His thoughts of entering between
the smooth lips of the fresh virgin sex of Nancy and
working his cock into the girl until she cried out a
sound that told her virginity had been breached. This
view caused Andréa to stop taking photos and place his
camera on the ground. Then he motioned for the girl to
move to him.
Never in his life was there such smooth, tightly
squeezed together and only lightly puffed up vaginal
lips as he was viewing before him. Damn, to think I'm
going to be the man to split her cherry. Andréa watched
the impish girl move her feet to where he waited.
Nancy stopped before him and displayed her hairless sex
that he wanted to spear open with his raging cock and
so stiff in his clothes it hurt.
With a faraway look on her face as she asked, "Do you
enjoy seeing all of me... is my little thing pretty
Ted? Do you like it, even though I don't have any hair
on my little hole? You can have my tiny thing if you
want... what is making me feel so funny and flushed?"
and she made as sexy of a smile as had ever adorned her
face.
"She asking me to make love to her... how can I resist
such an offer?" he asked himself. His erection was full
and painfully constrained in his under wear and he knew
that when he released it from its confines, it would
seek another tight place to hide.
Stepping closer, Nancy stopped directly in front of Ted
and in a deeper voice remarked. "Okay Ted, take them
off... my panties are yours to remove, if you must. Do
with me whatever you wish. Ted I know what that means,
but I truly don't know what I should do to assist you.
Do you care if I lay down? Gee I feel so..."
Smiling at the pure sexual image that only a girl this
young could produce, Ted's vanity forced him to ask
Nancy as he had the other virgins or females who were
reluctant when it can to giving in to sex. "Dear Nancy
did you just say and mean I can fuck you" If that is
what you mean? Please tell me so I know what I can or
cannot do. Otherwise I can't bear to do anything with
you unless you've told me fucking you is okay and our
love matters?"
With what assuredly was going to be words Nancy would
speak during their carnal acts, Nancy would for certain
be led to express what she was feeling and to ensure
the 12 year old girl would ask to be fucked, Ted once
more asked her to say she wanted him to fuck her.
"Nancy if you want me to fuck you, tell me you want my
cock in your pussy and to fuck you."
Expressing such words was adherent to the preteen and
had often heard girls don't say such vulgar words,
including fuck. Now she was being asked to say them.
This caused Nancy to think of what Ted wanted her to
say. Knowing she must reply to the man viewing all of
her and what she wanted him to do with her sexually.
Nancy looked at Ted and knew he wished to hear ask, "Y-
you want me to say the bad word... do you really want
me to say f-fuck? Oh darling I said that awful word.
Yes, oh Ted, I want you to f-fuck me."
Ted observed the look of surprise spread across Nancy's
face and knew that she was susceptible to his taking
her sexually. Nancy was in the state of sex and her
body was charged without him ever touching her so far.
In fact he smiled thinking how she had led her self to
the point of asking for sex and she was only 12.
Looking at the man and she knew her face had a silly
look on it, Nancy knew Ted was planning on doing with
her and decided she wanted it as well. Once more she
uttered, "Fuck me, you want to fuck me don't you Ted? I
know what that means. You'll put your thing in mine.
Gee maybe we shouldn't."
Andréa had long ago discovered woman are so different
when it comes to using the "F" word and normally found
they didn't until becoming used to having sex. The
majority of woman will shy away from saying the graphic
word for sex, unless prompted to utter the word by the
man giving them sexual satisfaction.
Andréa watched Nancy's eyes flutter and a smile moved
across her face. He could see she took a deep breath as
she thought of what she was about to do with a man for
her first time. Looking at the girl, Ted decided to
take more photos of the girl, especially of her vagina
and he positioned her so her lovely face was in most of
the next fifty or so photos he took of the relaxed nude
body of the lovely 12 year old virgin.
One thing is certain, I will take a photo of her face
as I get her cherry. I hope she understands the pain
she will obviously feel when I take her and the hurt
and pain her suffers from when giving up her cherry.
Yes, stretched out on the grass before him was the
vision of a young and innocent virgin. A young virgin
who asked only a couple minutes before, "...do you
enjoy seeing all of me... is my little thing really
pretty Ted? You can have it if you want..." Nancy had
remarked something to that effect while standing and
informing him he could remove her panties.
Both of them were aware at the time what Nancy was
saying. A 12 year old with no experience had told him
to remove her panties and do whatever he wished with
her. Ted knew exactly what Nancy meant as she said in a
loving voice, "...now take them off and if you must,
then do whatever you wish. Ted I know what that
means..."
After taking several photos of her young and hairless
pussy, he was amazed at how smooth her labia were. Not
one blemish could be noted on her entire body, except
for a small scar on the outer side of what some day
would be her fully developed right breast. "I wonder
how she got that scar?" he asked aloud as he studied
her body.
Although her voice was sweet, Ted could hear a fear of
the unknown in her question as she asked, "How bad does
it hurt a girl her first time... some girls have said
it's very painful to have a guy split her open the
first time?"
"There will likely be some pain darling, but I'll do
something first to make it easy for you." Placing the
camera on the ground, he positioned his body so his
face was above her pubic area. His lips moved to cover
her young sex and in seconds were performing oral sex
on her. For the next five minutes or so Ted licked and
kissed the entire area of her sex.
"Um, oh my Ted... that is so strange. We are doing...
you're doing oral sex on me, aren't you?" and as she
asked her young hips wiggled around as the sensations
from her clitoris (which she didn't realize was what
the man was stimulating) and inside her sex was causing
her to squirm in pleasure. Nancy whispered, "That is
nice... I like that Ted... oh darling, oh my what are
you doing to me? Uh... uuuuugggghhhh," Nancy moaned out
as she climaxed for the first time in her life.
Moving slowly and savoring the moment, Ted slid his
long six-foot-three body up between the lovely thighs
of the 12 year old virgin. My God her thighs are so
exquisite and the smoothness of her vulva was matched
by the smooth skin of her legs and torso. This girl had
perfect skin and she would become one very attractive
woman.
Moving his erection with his hand to the sexual
entrance of her body, it took some time before he
completed lodging the crown of his cock within the
narrow channel leading to her mark of purity. Slowly
and gently he eased his cock into her body opening.
Only at the last moment did he remember his camera and
using the motor drive to record the girl's face as he
took her virginity. Ted eased his cock twice against
her hymen, and on the third shove against her
virginity, he split her hymen and continued shoving
forward with his cock until his body was pressed
against her pubic area.
Nancy made a wailing sound as her cherry was spit. Her
voice and the sounds that came from her throat he would
never forget. Ted listened as the young girl sobbed out
in pain of some degree and he listened as Nancy
uttered, "Ugh ohhhhh, ho noooo, Teddy it hurts some,"
and tried to pull her hips back as he breached her
cervix all the way with his complete cock until the end
of his cock was against her womb's door.
"Ughhh, oh Teddy it hurts some. Move easy... oh gee,
wait a minute before pushing back in me. Help me Ted;
help me make it stop hurting. Oh I love you and want
you to do me, but be gentle. Wow you feel so deep now,"
and the young hips bumped up from the ground with
strength enough to push Ted up with her.
To his surprise the girl wasn't as vocal as some of the
older virgins he had captured with his cock, and this
girl seemed to be moving her body so she was rubbing
her sexual entrance against him.
Nancy's birthing channel was tight and Ted worked
slowly to gain complete entrance into her body as
deeply as he cock could reach. After nearly seven or
eight minutes he filled her non-child bearing womb at
the present time with his thick white mucous of semen.
After entering her vagina and his erection stroking
deep inside her body, Ted felt himself completing the
act of sex with the lovely girl and initially splitting
her still, at the start of entering her body, he was
striking her fully intact vaginal membrane. Things had
changed as he stroked his cock back and forth in her
tight and gripping channel, and now placed the first
load of semen ever to squirt up inside her youthful
pussy.
Yes, Nancy's thin mucous membrane with the medical name
hymen, he had ruptured with his thick cock head and had
slowly worked his cock in and out of the now bleeding
sex slow and as gentle as possible until flooding it
with his male juices. Now that he had unleashed his
thick male cream, he shoved up into her and was held
himself tightly lodged as deep as he could reach within
her clasping sex.
Knowing his cock was against the entrance of he young
womb and squirting it full of his come, gave him
intense pleasure and relief. He loved feeling Nancy's
arms moved around his neck.
A female's virginity was honored and named after Hymen,
the Greek god of marriage. But for ted, he was enjoying
and glowing in the knowledge he had just captured
another cherry - his nineteenth to have split asunder.
Nancy lay curled up over the man who had just injured
her, and this was the only way Nancy could describe
what they had done together. Her sex felt raw and
seemed to burn like around the entrance and just inside
her opening.
Her young sex felt stretched and yet she was happy
knowing the man loved her. She had posed for him and
when she had watched him undress; her eyes couldn't
believe what a man looked like. Yes, she liked the man
and knew two days from now would be even better. Even
with her little pussy being plundered the second time,
Nancy thought how much woman suffer so the man she
loves can enjoy her.
When will the pain stop and it will be all pleasure
that she had read about in some books that didn't have
graphic details but spoke of how a man made a woman
feel such pleasure she would faint from the joyful
bless?
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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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