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Juvenile Delinquent - 1
by Cindy Cindy (cindycindylynn12@aol.com)
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A flashback to the 1960's. (Mg, ped, mast, oral, cons)
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PART 1
I started masturbating when I was... I can't really
remember how old I was when I started, to tell the
truth, but I loved doing it. I loved rubbing my little
cunny clit whenever I got that warm itch between my
legs. I enjoyed those little girl orgasms probably more
than the ones I have today.
Anyway, when I was nine, my stepfather caught me rubbing
my little clit in a hot frenzy one day after school. I
was laying back on my bed with my dress pulled up and
panties pulled down furiously working my little clitty
to scratch my itch.
My stepfather, Harry, was a navy Warrant Officer
stationed on a ship in Norfolk, Virginia. We lived in
an apartment near the navy base. I can't remember if it
was base housing or not. It was a small two-bedroom
place. My small room was not much bigger than my walk-in
closet today. Anyway, that afternoon when I got home
from school, my mom, Penny, was at the store doing some
grocery shopping and my step dad was laying on the sofa
taking a nap when I got home.
He stirred on the sofa and rolled over and said hello
and told me that mom would be home in a little bit and
to just be quiet and go get one of the bologna
sandwiches sitting on a plate in the fridge I put my
book bag down (no back packs back then), and went and
got a glass of milk and snuck a cookie instead. I walked
out past Harry who looked like he'd gone back to napping
and went to my bedroom and quietly closed the door.
I sat down on my bed, raised my dress, pulled down my
panties and my hands quickly went to work on my little
cunny. I usually could bring myself off in just a few
minutes. Especially after I had "warmed myself up"
earlier that day in the girls restroom at school. I was
pretty sure I could find that warm tingle that was
always hiding in my tummy before my mom got home... But
not before Harry walked in on me.
He had silently opened the door and entered while I was
in my little state of self-induced delirium rubbing my
little pussy. He had a good view. There I was, laid
back, legs spread, eyes closed, in a state of sexual
bliss. As I shuddered with my little girl climax, he
announced his presence by clearing his throat loudly
saying...
"That's a nice little show you just put on there with
that pretty little pussy of yours sweetie." He said
standing there as he stroked his stiff 7 inches of
sailor cock.
I was so fucking embarrassed! I just froze in place. My
hands still glued to my pussy.
If it had been my mom catching me it would have been
less of a big deal because she knew I masturbated.
Heck, she even taught me how to do myself without
getting carried away and popping my own cherry years
before. I mean, she did the laundry, she saw the little
stains in the crotch of my panties from my pussy juice.
I knew all about sex too. Growing up in a navy
household, you bet your ass I knew all about sex...
Fucking, sucking, you name it.
Anyway, Harry had gotten so turned on by me rubbing my
naked pussy, he wanted some relief too. I couldn't blame
him for that. I give him a lot of credit for resisting
the urge to just fuck my wet nine year old cunt right
there. I would have let him do it if he wanted too. It's
what I wanted anyway. When I masturbated, I was always
imagining having many of the men I'd see fucking my
pussy.
What my stepfather did want was for me to suck his cock.
"Look what you did honey. My cock is so hard now it
hurts." He said.
"I'm sorry dad!" I said, still blushing blood red.
"Here honey, sit up." He said walking over and standing
between my still spread legs.
"No, It's okay. It's okay. Go ahead and play with your
little pussy honey." He said, as I sat up finding myself
face to face with the head of his rock hard cock.
"You're not mad at me are you?" I asked.
"No daddy's not mad honey. I just want you to give
daddy's dick a little suck that's all. I think you'd
like that while you keep rubbing your little twat. Huh?
What do you think? He said as he moved his cock close
enough to my lips for me to feel the heat radiating from
his stiff rod.
"Just don't tell mom okay?" I said. Looking into his
eyes while I kept one hand on my cunt, rubbing.
"It's our secret honey. Mom would get us both if she
found out.
With that. I leaned toward my reward for getting caught
and gently licked his cockhead. He let out a loud groan
and sighed with delight. I'd always wanted to suck a
grown man's cock.
"Oh that feels so good Amy. You have a beautiful little
pussy and a beautiful mouth honey. That feels so good."
He said as he continued to stroke his cock pushing my
long blonde hair back from my face and placing his hand
on my head. I gently licked and kissed his cock driving
him wild.
"Go on and suck daddy now honey. That's a good girl.
Ohhh!" He said as I opened my mouth to accept his cock.
I'd sucked one other dick before that moment. When I was
seven, I'd sucked off an eight year old black boy named
Kevin down by the creek at a church picnic back in
Tennessee where we used to live before my mom married
Harry. He didn't make cum yet because he was still too
young but the next time I saw him at church on Sunday he
wanted to fuck my pussy. I told him no but I did suck
his little black cock at the church couple more Sundays
before we moved to Virginia.
My step daddy didn't know it, but his sweet little
stepdaughter was a black cock whore already. He should
have considered himself even more lucky that he was able
to cum in my mouth before a black boy did.
"Yah Amy... that's a good girl... that feels so nice...
suck on it harder baby... like a milkshake..." He half
spoke, half whispered in a total state of bliss happy he
had a nine year old cocksucker blowing him.
I moved my tongue around the head of his cock and sucked
in on it harder as Harry gently pushed more and more
cock into my mouth. He remained careful not to gag me
and I was grateful later on that he let me learn without
forcing me. Then just as I was getting used to feeling
his swollen cock in my mouth, he was shooting his wad in
my mouth. And boy did he shoot a load!
It seemed like he'd never stop spurting cum. Some of my
stepdad's cum dripped down my chin and ran down the
front of my black and blue checkered cotton dress. I
managed to swallow nearly all of it but it took a lot of
quick gulping on my part to keep it all in my mouth
without it spilling out.
"Ugh!" He groaned as he spent his load in my mouth and
let me milk him dry.
"That's it Amy... swallow daddy's cum honey... it's
yummy for your tummy... it'll make your little titties
grow... That's a good girl. The lustful sailor said. All
and all, it was a good first blow job.
"That was wonderful honey. You're daddy's little girl
now. That was a perfect blowjob!" He said pulling his
shrinking cock out of my mouth.
"Now let's get straightened up before your mom get's
home or she'll have both our asses. Here, use your
finger and wipe my cum off your dress... that's it
sweetie. Lick it up. God damn you are so sexy honey!" He
said as l licked up the evidence of my blowjob. Later,
during dinner, I'd fib and tell my mom that I spilled
milk on my dress at school to account for the small cum
stain.
Because he was stationed on a ship, they went to sea and
it was a few more weeks before my stepfather and I would
have another blowjob session but it was a doozy! We got
to spend two entire days alone while my mom drove a
friend of hers back her hometown to visit a dying
relative. I finally got to suck Harry's cock to my
heart's content but I really wanted to have him fuck me.
Instead I got my pussy eaten for the first time and
became addicted to his mouth and tongue on my twat. I
loved having Harry eat me out. He enjoyed wearing my
tender nine year old cunt for a mask while I came over
and over on his day old beard scratchy face.
A few weeks later Harry bought my mom her own car to
drive around in and that kept her out of our hair
allowing us more time alone together for sex. I wanted
more and more for him to slide his cock into my pussy
and fuck me because I found out from a girl in my class
named Val that she had been fucking and sucking her
sailor dad too. She told me how good it felt and I
wanted to feel it too.
Val's mom knew about her dad fucking her but was too
afraid to leave him as she came from a dirt poor family.
In 1966, living with a sailor who was fucking your nine
year old daughter was better than living in the sticks
with three kids in total poverty.
Well, it was Harry's loss that he didn't fuck me because
I would soon spread my legs for an older black man... A
coal black negro with a ten inch cock who would only
fuck me once, but would proudly pop my cherry and be the
first many horny blacks to fill my womb with his baby
making spunk.
To Harry's credit, even when he had been drinking, he
never gave in to the urge to fuck me, but not for any
lack of my trying or begging. Which is probably a good
thing because about three months after this all started,
Mom walked in on us with me on my knees happily sucking
my step daddy's cock while he sat on the sofa and
watched some football bowl game on TV. We thought she'd
be gone all day but one of her girlfriends had a sick
kid at home so they cut their bowling league short and
she came home early and busted us.
She didn't leave him. There was no big drama filled
showdown. Actually, she blamed me. She called me a whore
and a slut and after a few days of her intense guilt
tripping and several long-distance phone calls, they put
me on the bus back to Tennessee to my grandma...
Next, in Part Two, Amy goes back to Tennessee.
This is a work of fiction.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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