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Chastity Abandoned
by Serum114 (serumstories@gmail.com)
***
Steve is a shy high school senior. After catching his
12 year old cousin in an awkward position, his fear
of perpetual virginity goes out the window. (M/g,
ped, inc, 1st, oral, anal)
***
I stepped through my front door and dropped my
backpack on the foyer. My mom worked from home, so I
was slightly surprised to see her car gone when I
walked up to the house. I went into the kitchen to
grab something to eat before starting my homework. A
piece of torn notebook paper on the dining table
caught my eye. I picked it up and read it as I opened
the refrigerator. My mom and her sister had gone
shopping, and the note said not to expect her back
until about 6:30.
I smiled. Since I'd have the house to myself for a
few hours, I decided to put off finishing my calculus
homework and spend an hour or so jerking off without
the fear of interruption. A cute little freshman in
my final period Spanish class had my cock aching. She
had a mouthful of braces, tight little butt, and
small budding breasts. Just the kind of innocent
little Lolita I craved.
I was initially embarrassed to be the sole senior in
a class dominated by freshman. My high school
required that all students take a year of foreign
language, and I had put it off the first three years.
My schedule was filled with every math, science and,
computer class the school offered. After a couple
weeks however, I started to like it.
I'm a very shy nerd and completely awkward around
girls. As one of the only seniors in any of their
classes, many of the freshman girls seem to look up
to me. I liked that. It may be sad, but it's the
truth.
I grabbed a can of coke and went to my room. Five
minutes later, I'm naked from the waist down watching
Chastity Lynn, in a schoolgirl outfit, take a massive
cock up her ass. Alone in the house, I had my bedroom
door open and my headphones off. The orgasmic moans
of the blonde porn star came unmuffled from my
speakers. I was nearing orgasm much quicker than I'd
have liked, so I stopped the video and took a few
drinks of my coke.
I had started another video, a scene with flat
chested Amai Liu, when the phone began to ring. I
contemplated letting it go to voicemail, but decided
against it. My six and a half inch cock erect and
free, I hurried to the phone. The caller ID revealed
the call to be from my Aunt Bianca's house. I picked
it up.
"Hello?" I said, hoping to be able to get back to
jerking off as soon as possible.
"Hi, Steve." It was my twelve-year-old cousin,
Alicia.
"Hi. How are you?" I asked, not caring. It's not as
if I didn't love my cousin. I did. However, with an
aching erection, I didn't really feel like making
small talk.
"Um," she paused, "I'm having some trouble with my
math homework." Alicia and I have very similar
personalities. I knew she hated to feel like a
nuisance, so on the rare occasion when she asked me
for help, I knew she really needed it.
"Do you want to come by?" I asked, disappointed. "I'm
just watching T.V."
"Are you sure? I don't want to bother you."
"No, it's fine. Come on over."
"Thank you. I'll be there in a minute. Bye." She hung
up.
My Aunt Bianca, Uncle Joseph, and Alicia lived only a
couple houses down. So, she wasn't exaggerating with
the one minute remark. I hurried back to my room and
put my pants back on. My erection crushed painfully
in my jeans, I went to the living room and turned on
The Science Channel. Less than a minute later, I saw
Alicia walk up to the house and heard a weak tapping
on the front door.
"Come in." I said loudly.
The door opened slowly and my young cousin entered.
She stood about 4'9", and had straight brown hair a
few inches past her shoulders. She wore a pink and
green striped polo shirt and dark skinny jeans. My
erection having dissipated, I rose from the couch as
she kicked her sandals off. She smiled at me, a
textbook and notebook held against her chest. "Hi." I
said smiling back.
"Hi." She followed me into the kitchen and placed her
book on the table. I went to the fridge and grabbed
two more cans of coke.
"Thank you." She said, as I placed the cold can in
front of her. We sat down and she opened her "Pre-
Algebra" book. For the next forty-five minutes, I
explained to her how to graph simple linear
equations. She sighed and closed her book after she
finished the last graph. I went to my backpack and
brought it to the table as she swallowed the last of
her coke.
"You want to see what you'll be doing in high
school?" I asked my cousin, flopping my tome of a
textbook onto the table. Her eyes widened when I
flipped to the section on multi-dimensional vector
integration. She scanned the page's bizarre symbols.
"You understand all that?" She said with shocked
eyes.
I turned the book back toward me. "Most of it. It's
not really as confusing as it looks."
She nodded, not quite believing me. She scooted her
chair back and rose from the table. "Thank you for
helping me." She said with a sweet, appreciative
smile that displayed the pink bands on her braces.
"They match your shirt." I said.
She looked confused for a second before smiling. "Oh,
yeah, I got them changed a couple days ago." She
stood for a few moments before speaking again. "Is it
okay if I watch T.V. here for a little while?"
"That's fine." She smiled. "I've got a bit of
homework to do, but help yourself to anything in the
fridge."
"Okay, thank you." I watched her as she rummaged
through the refrigerator. She was a very cute kid,
and I had recently begun to notice her developing
body. From the side, I could see her small, walnut
sized breasts tenting her tight top. She squatted in
front of the fridge, causing her shirt to ride up her
back. I saw the frilly upper band of her cotton
panties and forced myself to look away. My cousin
left the kitchen, and a minute later, I heard the
laugh of SpongeBob come from the living room.
After half an hour of focusing on my calculus
homework, the phone rang. I started to rise when I
heard Alicia call from the living room.
"I got it." She scampered down the hall toward the
ring.
I worked through the next two problems in about ten
minutes. After a few minutes of struggling on the
last problem, I put down my pencil, deciding to
finish it during lunch tomorrow. I closed my book,
grabbed another coke, and went into the living room
to watch T.V. with Alicia.
She wasn't there.
It took a few seconds, but when the realization hit
me, it hit me hard. My stomach turned and my heart
pounded. I'd left the phone by my computer, and I was
almost positive I'd left the porn paused on the
screen. My twelve-year-old cousin would have
certainly seen it. I kept cursing myself for being so
stupid as I considered what to do. She must have left
the house, embarrassed and upset.
I walked back toward my room in a panicked daze.
Should I go over and apologize to her? Should I act
as though it never happened? Should I-
I froze. Alicia hadn't left.
She was sitting at my computer watching a video. She
must not have noticed me because she didn't react.
The video wasn't the one I had been watching when she
called earlier. She must have seen the open folder
with my collection of porn. I recognized the one that
played almost instantly. It was a clip from a film
called "American Anal Sluts" and it starred Jennifer
White and Kiera King. My young cousin stared at the
image of an immense cock sliding into Kiera King's
asshole while Jennifer White alternated between
sucking the man's balls and eating the other porn
star's sopping cunt.
Alicia's shoulders shook rapidly as her wide eyes
stayed glued to the scene. I could hear her breathing
hard.
"A...Alicia." I said. She didn't react. I cleared my
throat, and said her name a bit louder. "Alicia."
She jumped and her hand shot to the mouse. After a
second of fumbling, she closed the video and turned.
Her eyes were wide and her jaw hung slack.
"I...I...I..." She stammered before jumping up and
running past me. The button and zipper of her jeans
were undone, but it wasn't until after I heard the
front door slam that I realized she'd been
masturbating. The thought made me weak in the knees.
I walked back to the kitchen and saw her math book
and homework still on the table. I felt so
embarrassed for her. I could think of nothing more
mortifying than being caught masturbating. Especially
in someone else's house. I decided I needed to go
talk to her, so I grabbed her book and homework and
headed to her house.
I knocked a few times on the front door. There was no
answer, so I decided to let myself in. I closed the
door behind me and heard a sob coming from upstairs.
"Alicia? It's Steve. I need to talk to you." There
was no response. The whimpers continued as I walked
up the stairs toward my cousin's room. "Alicia?
Please, I don't want you to be upset."
"Go away!" She cried. "Please!" When I got to her
door, I paused and took a few breaths.
"Alicia." I knocked. "I'm coming in. I want to talk
to you." I pushed open her door and saw her crying on
her bed. She rolled over to face the wall.
"Please leave me alone." She begged quietly.
I walked to the foot of her bed and placed my hand on
the bedpost. My mouth went dry as I struggled with
what to say. "I know you're embarrassed." She crossed
her arms over her face. "I just want you to know you
shouldn't be."
"I'm sorry." She said, barely whispering.
"Don't be sorry." I said, hoping to sound reassuring.
"There is nothing to feel sorry for." Her cries
stopped after a minute, and I sat on the foot of her
bed. "My mom walked in on me once. I was about your
age. This was before I had my own computer. She told
me she wasn't going to be home until dinnertime, so I
got on the computer in my mom and dad's room." I
wiped my mouth, unsure if I should tell her the
story. "Well... when I, you know...masturbate, I like
to pull my pants and underwear all the way off.
I was at her computer, about to... finish, when I
heard a gasp from behind me. I spun the chair around,
and saw my mom staring at me. I panicked and jumped
to my feet. When I started to run, I tripped over my
underwear and fell into a full length mirror."
Alicia had lowered her arms. "Just then, the woman on
the video started saying things like 'call me mommy'
and 'fuck your mommy', and stuff like that." I
thought I heard a chuckle. "I couldn't look at my mom
for months." I turned my head toward Alicia. She
still faced the wall, but there was a smile on her
face. Her shoulders shook slightly. "You can laugh,
I'm over it now."
She wiped away some residual tears. "That's not
true." She said. "You just made that up."
I shook my head. "I swear to god, it's all true."
She turned her shoulders toward me and looked me in
the eye with an accusatory squint.
I raised my hands to god. "I swear."
She starting laughing and sat up. "Did you get hurt?"
She crossed her legs and rested her hands in her lap.
"No. I didn't break the glass. I just banged my head
on it." She smiled, but still had trouble making eye
contact. I stood up. "I'm going to go now, okay." She
nodded. "Try not to feel so embarrassed. It's really
not a big deal." She sighed. "You understand?" She
nodded again. "I put your math book on the table
downstairs. I'll see you later." I started walking
out of the room.
"Steve." She stopped me. I turned back toward her.
"Thank you." She said with a soft smile.
I smiled back. "Don't worry about it." I left the
room and went back home.
I was lying in bed that night, trying to fall asleep.
The image of my twelve-year-old cousin masturbating
permeated my mind. After a while, I started to
realize the thought turned me on. I remembered the
urges I had as I watched her at the refrigerator. Her
small, puffy breasts and pretty cotton panties had
aroused me.
It may have been slight, but it was undeniable. I
grabbed my cock and remembered the afternoon. As I
stroked myself, I imagined it playing out
differently. I pictured her, upon realizing she'd
been discovered, pulling down her pants and panties,
granting me ownership of her precious virginity. I
fantasized about the two of us watching my collection
of videos, trying everything we saw.
My orgasm was quick and substantial. I cleaned myself
off and waited for the guilt and shame to overtake
me. The guilt and shame that always came after
masturbating to child porn or a particularly violent
rape scene, anything I'd find deplorable when not
aroused.
The shame never came.
It was that Saturday, when my Aunt Bianca invited my
parents and me, along with some neighbors, over for
the seasonal opening of their pool. Alicia initially
seemed a bit uncomfortable around me, as we sat on
the deck eating grilled chicken and burgers. She
eventually seemed to relax, and we played horseshoes
while her dad tried to fix the "son-of-a-bitch
filter". We were sweating in the sun for a couple
hours before he finally got it working.
"Finally," he said exasperatedly, "I got the son-of-
a-bitch to work." Everyone clapped for him mockingly,
and he rolled his eyes.
"I'm going to put my suit on." Alicia told me. "Don't
get in without me." She dashed off into the house and
returned a few minutes later in a red and white
bikini with boy short bottoms.
"I need to use the restroom." I told her. "You can go
ahead and get in."
"No, I'll wait. Just hurry up." I went into the
house, and went to the restroom. As I was about the
leave and head to the pool, I noticed the dirty
clothes hamper. On the very top were Alicia's khaki
shorts. A pair of white panties with small blue
flowers was still inside. I stared at the underwear
for a few seconds. When I felt my cock twitch, I
checked the door's lock and reached into the hamper.
I lifted the panties and marveled at their warmth.
Sweat saturated them like a marathon runner's
headband. I placed the dripping panties to my nose
and sniffed. They stunk so beautifully. I exhaled
with a quiver as extreme arousal flooded my body. My
cock stiffened fully as the musky stench of her
sweaty pussy and asshole coated my nose and throat. I
pulled down my shorts and began stroking myself.
I came, inhaling deeply through the soiled cloth that
had covered her asshole. Several mammoth spurts
landed in the sink and I braced myself on the marble
countertop. I took several more deep sniffs before
tossing them back in the hamper. Again, I waited for
a sense of shame to grow inside me. It never came. I
washed the cum down the drain, pulled my trunks back
up, and went to the pool.
"Took you long enough." Alicia said with affected
annoyance.
I smiled. "Must have been the chicken." She frowned
in mild disgust. "Come on. Let's get in."
We spent the rest of the afternoon swimming, enjoying
each other's company.
It was the next Friday and another note greeted me on
the table. A client of my dad's had given him tickets
to the opera. I continued reading, hoping I wasn't
expected to go. When I read that my parents were
inviting Bianca's parents, I felt relieved. There was
twenty dollars on the table for pizza. A post script
asked me to invite Alicia over. I went to the phone
and called her house.
My cousin excitedly accepted my invite. About twenty
minutes later, I was sitting on the couch when I saw
her walk up to the door. She knocked and I invited
her in with a shout. "Hi, Steve." She said, closing
the door behind her. A very large backpack dwarfed
her tiny frame.
"Hi." I answered back. Alicia dropped her bag and
hopped onto my dad's leather recliner.
"So you didn't want to go to the opera?" I asked her
as she crossed her legs and rested her hands on her
outstretched knees. She smirked.
"Yeah. That sounds real fun." She turned her head to
the TV and I noticed her white panties were visible
up the leg of her shorts. I looked away. The two of
us watched TV for a minute, before she spoke again.
"You wanna watch a movie?"
"Which one?" She got off the chair, went to her bag,
and pulled something out.
"I got this for my birthday." She handed me the Blu-
Ray collection of the eight Harry Potter films. "You
wanna watch um?"
"Sure." I said, trying not to let my excitement show
too much. "Pop the first one in."
My cousin smiled and pulled the first movie out.
It was 6:30 when the end credits started rolling on
the first film. "I'm going to order some pizza." I
told Alicia as she pressed the eject button on the
PS3. "What do you like?"
She looked back over her shoulder and shrugged.
"Whatever you want is fine." She loaded "The Chamber
of Secrets", and got to her feet. "I'm going to put
more comfortable clothes on." She grabbed her bag and
walked to the bathroom. As I was hanging up the
phone, she emerged from the bathroom wearing a very
tight pink tank top and blue shorts small enough to
seem superfluous. She put her other clothes into her
bag, and sat nearer to me, on the end of the couch.
"What did you order?" She asked me as I tried not to
ogle her.
"Um..." I cleared my throat, "bacon, onion, and
mushrooms. Does that sound okay?"
"Sounds good. Let's start the next one."
About twenty-five minutes later, I heard a door slam
in the driveway. I paused the movie, and walked to
the kitchen to get the cash. Alicia followed me.
"I'll get some plates." She said as I walked toward
the knocking front door. When I returned, she was
stretching to reach the plates. I stood behind her
watching for a second. As she struggled, she bent
slightly over the counter, causing her shorts to hike
up. The pale flesh of her lower left ass cheek
emerged as she stretched.
I swallowed hard and placed the box down. "Here, let
me."
It was almost 10:00pm when the next movie ended.
About three-quarters of the way through, Alicia had
stretched out on the couch. Her shoulders were
against the armrest, and her feet pointed toward me.
She had her knees parted slightly and I both thanked
and cursed the room's darkness for hiding her exposed
mound. She sat up as the end credits started.
"Steve?" Alicia spoke quietly.
"Yeah?" I said, switching the TV to cable.
"Um..." She seemed very nervous. "You know that video
I was watching on your computer?"
I placed the remote down and turned my head toward
her. She had her head down, and was nervously
fiddling with the frill on one of the couch pillows.
"Yeah. What about it?"
"Do you think...I could," she paused for a few
seconds, "could I have a copy?" Her eyes met mine for
a second, before darting back to her fingers.
"Uhhh..." I couldn't speak. "I...I don't know if I
should."
"Why?" She asked with a surge of boldness. "You said
there's nothing wrong with it."
"I know. But still," my mind juggled a few responses,
"your parents would kill me."
"They won't find out, I promise." I was silent for a
few seconds. "Even if they found it, they wouldn't
know it came from you. And I'd never tell them." She
got to her knees and sat on her feet. "Please. I
promise no one will find out."
I thought for an illusory eternity as my twelve-year-
old cousin's gaze bored a hole in my head. People say
that girls mature faster than boys do, and I was even
younger than she is when I saw my first porno. It
didn't hurt me. I couldn't think of any reason, other
than our parent's disapproval, to deny her request.
My shoulders slumped. "Okay," she smiled and bounced
on her knees, "but you need to make sure your parents
never find it."
Alicia got to her feet and hurried to her bag. She
rummaged through it for a second before pulling out a
thumb drive. I rose from the couch and followed her
back to my room. She sat at my computer, her feet
unable to reach the floor, and slipped the thumb
drive in. I directed her to my porn folder and she
copied the video.
"There's still thirteen free gigabytes. Can I copy a
few more?" She gave me a pleading smile. I nodded and
she turned back to the screen with an excited grin.
She kicked her feet back and forth, as she read some
titles. "Anal Fanatic, Anal Slaves, Buttsex Nymphos,
um," she turned toward me, "you really like... butt
stuff, don't you?"
I stared at floor and felt my face going red. "I
don't know." I shrugged my shoulders. "I guess." She
turned back to the screen and I listened to the
clicking of the mouse. After a minute, I heard some
music playing and I looked back up. The title Flat
and Fucked came across the screen and the video cut
to a very petite, flat chested brunette getting
fucked.
Alicia watched through the intro, and when she saw
another small woman sucking a massive cock, she
closed the video and copied it to the thumb drive.
She fidgeted in her seat as she continued exploring a
folder I'd labeled "petite" and copied several more
clips.
She finally closed the folder, and rested her hands
on her lap. Without looking at me, she spoke. "So,
some guys actually like...smaller girls?"
I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I do." I answered. It was
obvious that Alicia was self-conscious about her
body. Her mother had very small breasts, and even
though she was only twelve, my cousin's chest was
small for her age.
"Not the boys in my class. They're all obsessed with
Debbie." She grabbed the side of the desk and
swiveled the chair toward me. I forced myself to look
her in the eye. There was sadness in them. "She's
been wearing a bra for almost two years. None of the
boys will even talk to me."
I felt like the uncomfortable dad in every sitcom
ever made. That is, if said dad had ever jerked off
sniffing his vulnerable daughter's soiled panties. I
started speaking, with no idea of what I was going to
say. "Look, you're really cute. Boys your age don't
really know what they like yet. All they really know
is that they like boobs, and that she has them. They
are like moths flocking to the brightest light they
can see." Alicia tilted her head, probably wondering
where I was going. I wondered the same thing, but I
continued anyway.
"There was a girl in my class. By sixth grade, her
boobs were already huge, like," I struggled for an
analogy, "like cantaloupes. By the time she got to
high school, they were twice as big. Sure, all the
guys flocked to her at first, but by sophomore year
the novelty wore off." I sighed. "What I'm trying to
say is, is that you’re a very cute girl, and that the
guys will come around."
She stared at me for a second before turning back to
the computer. "You sound like my mom." She began
imitating her mother's voice. "You're so beautiful
Alicia. Don't let them get you down." She rolled her
eyes. "I don't believe any of it."
"I never believe my mom when she says stuff like that
about me, either. But, listen, she really is telling
the truth. You are really hot." I gasped, I hoped
inaudibly, and corrected myself. "Cute, pretty.
You're really pretty." My mouth went dry, and I
prayed she hadn't heard.
She did.
My cousin stiffened in the chair. Her eyes went wide,
and she turned her head toward me. I forced myself to
look into her eyes, trying to keep my cool. She
squinted slightly and tilted her head. "You think
I'm...hot? Like...sexy hot?"
I started stammering. "Uh, um, well, you know, I
would if you...weren't my cousin." I could feel my
face burning with humiliation.
She smiled with the left corner of her mouth. "Well,
I think you're kind of hot too." She chuckled.
I felt like I was going to be sick. My masturbatory
fantasy of a week ago was close to coming true, and
all I could think about was vomiting.
Alicia turned her chair back toward me. She spoke
with trembling nervousness. "I've had a crush on you
since I was eight years old. How long have you
thought I was hot?" Her voice sounded completely
sincere, but I feared she was toying with me.
"I...I don't know. Maybe a year or so." I started to
stand, but an erection kept me seated. "I think maybe
we should go back to the living room."
"Why?" She asked, quietly.
"This isn't...you're making me uncomfortable."
Her eyes fell to the floor. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to." She sighed.
"It's not your fault. I shouldn't have said that."
"Did you mean it though?" She asked sternly. "Was it
the truth?"
I exhaled deeply, wishing that my mother had forced
me to go to the opera with her. "Yes. I meant it,
but-"
"But what? You should have lied to me? I'm too young
to know the truth? Too young to know how I feel?" Her
volume raised and she spoke passionately. "I love you
Steve. I'm...in love with you. I don't know why you
have to deny it."
"I'm not denying it." I said, inching toward the
inevitable. "We just can't do anything about it."
Alicia rose from the chair and walked toward me. "Why
not?" She asked, placing her hand on my arm. "Don't
you want to?"
"Yes, of course." I answered. "But..."
My cousin stepped closer. "Please Steve."
I looked up at her face. There was a desire in her
eyes that I'd never seen before. It instantly
destroyed any resistance that I had left. I took her
left hand into mine. It shook like a leaf. I couldn't
tell if the trembling came from her, me, or both of
us.
I gave up. "Okay."
I spread my legs slightly, and guided her to sit on
my right thigh. Her feet barely reached the floor
between my legs. She draped her left arm over my
shoulder. I could feel her petite body quivering as I
placed my right hand on her waist and my other on her
knobby, left knee. The knot in my stomach tightened
even further as I kissed her left shoulder. Her warm
breath brushed my cheek as she turned her head toward
mine.
I raised my lips to hers and we kissed. Our lips
dance slowly, delicately with each other. I slipped
my tongue into her mouth and entangled it with hers.
Her body tensed briefly, but she quickly relaxed and
her tongue accepted mine.
I pulled my mouth away and her breath caught in her
chest. She rested her forehead against mine, and took
my left hand into her right. With delicate fingers,
she guided my hand up her silky thigh. She let go,
scarcely an inch from the chaste warmth between her
legs.
I pulled back. With almost no force, I ran the tips
of my fingernails down her thigh. She moaned and bit
her lower lip. I continued the gentle caress, and as
my fingers got closer and closer her left arm wrapped
tighter around my neck. A faint panting came from her
lips when I rested my hand on her crotch.
She instinctively started to close her legs, but
parted them half a moment later. I moved my mouth to
her left ear and whispered. All I could manage to say
was, "Are you sure?" She licked her lips and a tiny
wheeze escaped. I felt her nod, and slipped my
fingers up the right leg of her shorts.
Her wetness was remarkable. I ran my fingers up and
down her hot, dripping lips. Very soft, downy traces
of pubic hair passed through my eager fingers. Her
body twitched as my index finger brushed her swelling
clitoris. "I'm sorry." I whispered.
She spoke between deep, shaky breaths.
"That's...okay. It felt...good." I ran my middle
finger up her slit and felt her juices pooling in my
palm. "Stick the tip...inside."
"Are you sure?" I asked again.
She nodded. "Please." I pressed my lips against her
neck and slipped the tip of my middle finger inside
of her. She moaned. I fingered her very shallowly for
a few minutes and eased my right hand under the
bottom of her shirt. My shaking hand moved up her
tight, smooth stomach getting ever closer to her
tiny, budding breasts. She whimpered. "Deeper." I
pushed another inch of my left middle finger inside
of her, as my right glided across her right nipple.
Her breast was so small, and the puffy nipple was as
soft as cotton.
I gently fingered her up to my second knuckle and
traced the boundary of her right nipple. Her head
dropped to my shoulder and she wrapped her right arm
around me. She began to breathe more heavily and she
squeezed me tighter. With extreme tenderness, I
brushed my thumb against her clit. She moaned
gutturally. "God...keep going." A similar, but
stronger reaction occurred when I pressed a bit
harder against her tender button.
I put my lips to her ear and whispered. "Do you want
me to make you come?" I started to give her clit a
swirling massage.
"Please." She said, stretching the word for a couple
seconds. "It feels so good." I kissed her ear and
worked down her neck as her orgasm built. She started
taking rapid, shallow breaths. With each wheeze, her
small chest forced her nipple against my fingers. I
gave her clit a series of faster and harder rubs.
She stopped breathing. Her legs clinched tightly
around my left hand and she squeezed my neck. My arm
shook as she bucked into my hand. For what seemed
like several seconds, the room was silent, apart from
the faint squeaks of my bed and the moist squishing
of my hand against her crotch.
Finally, she took a breath. A deep, gasping gulp of
air filled her lungs and was expelled with a series
of violent grunts. Several spasms jolted her body and
her thighs released their grip on my hand. I pulled
my finger from her pussy and wrapped both arms around
her as she started to go limp. She held me tightly as
an uncontrollable release of emotion burst from her.
Sobbing morphed into laughing which just as quickly
shifted back to crying. She eventually settled on a
soft chuckle. I held her for a few minutes as her
euphoria passed.
She took a few deep, calming breaths and released her
grip on my neck. As she sat up, still on my knee, she
wiped tears from her bloodshot eyes.
"Are you okay?" I asked, placing my left hand on her
knee and my right on her shoulder.
Alicia sniffled. "Yeah." She said with exasperation.
"That was..." She cleared away more tears with the
back of her hands. "It doesn't usually feel like
that. You know, when I do it myself."
"Did it feel go-"
She jumped down from my knee and wrapped her arms
back around me. "That was awesome!" She said,
squeezing me tightly. "Thank you so much!"
I laughed. "You're welcome, Alicia. I'm happy you
liked it."
She let go of me, and flopped on the bed next to me.
Her feet hung over the edge and her arms stretched
over her head. "Wow!" She said repeatedly, her
breathing settling back to the normal pace.
I placed my hands on my thighs to stand up, and
noticed an enormous wet patch on my right thigh.
After standing, I felt my erection pressing against
my pants. I walked to my computer chair and sat down.
Alicia's shoulders rose from the bed, her arms
stretched behind her. She leaned on her palms. "Do
you want me to...give you a...blowjob?"
Of course, I wanted her to give me a blowjob. There
were few things I wanted more, but it was out of the
question. I had to stop this. "I don't think that's a
very good idea."
"Why not?"
"Well, for one, our parents could be home any minute.
Do you have any idea of how pissed they would be.
Your dad would probably kill me."
"But don't you want me to?"
"No," I lied, "I don't want you to."
She looked at my crotch. "If you don't want to, why
do you have a boner?" She gave me a knowing look.
"Okay, I want you to, but it's still wrong. You're
too young."
"But not too young to finger fuck?" She smiled slyly.
"That was...a mistake."
She rolled her eyes, and flopped back onto the bed.
"It didn't feel like a mistake to me."
I turned my chair back toward the computer,
frustrated. I browsed 4chan as my cousin lay on my
bed, residual juices probably dripping onto my
blanket. After about five minutes, the phone rang. I
glanced at the clock on my screen, 11:45pm, and
walked to the phone. I was still rock hard, I bent
over slightly so my cock head wouldn't grind against
my pants. The Caller ID showed my mom's cell phone
number. I picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hello Stevie." My mom said, her speech slurred. "How
you doin' honey?"
"I'm okay. What's going on?"
"There's been a chance of..." She laughed loudly. I
pulled the receiver from my ear. "Not a chance of
plans, a CHANGE of plans." She laughed again. "We've
had a bit too much wine, so we're gonna check into a
hotel tonight."
"Aunt Bianca and Uncle Joe too?"
"That's right. Alicia should stay at our house
tonight. Okay?"
"Can't you take a cab, or something?" I asked, as a
final act of resistance against Alicia's come on.
"Nah, me and your dad are gonna get a room with a
Jacuzzi. Maybe we'll even-"
"Okay." I cut her off, not wanting to hear any
details. "I'll tell Alicia."
"See ya tomorrow Stevie. Good night."
"Okay, good night." I hung up the phone with a
strange mixture of terror and excitement.
"Tell me what?" Alicia said from behind me.
I turned around. She was standing about ten feet away
from me, a damp patch still evident on her shorts. I
sighed. "Our parents won't be back until tomorrow.
Your mom and dad want you to stay here tonight."
She gave me a coy smile. "Okay." Her eyes drifted to
my bulging crotch and I knew I'd never be able to
resist. She looked at me as if she was waiting for me
to say something.
I finally gave up. "If we're going to do this," she
bounced on her toes in excitement, "I need to know
this is what you really want to do."
"It is. I promise." She grinned like an excited child
on Christmas morning and ran back to my room. "Come
on!" She called, not looking back.
When I walked into my room, she was kneeling on the
foot of my bed, bouncing on her knees. I walked up to
her and started to unbutton my jeans.
"No." She stopped me. "Let me do it." I stepped
closer and her thin fingers struggled for a few
seconds. After undoing the button, she pulled down
the zipper, licking her lips the entire time. She
reached her thumbs under the waist and tugged them to
my knees. I pulled them the rest of the way down and
stepped out of them. Her eyes widened at the swelling
in my blue boxer shorts. She wiped her mouth and took
a handful of them in each hand.
The air was cool on my wet cock. The past hour of
constant arousal coated it in a layer of pre-cum, and
it glistened in the light. Alicia stared at it for
several seconds. A look of shock evolved into wild
excitement. "Should I get on the bed?" I asked her.
She nodded. "O...okay."
I stepped out of the boxers and got onto my back on
the bed. My heart was pounding alarmingly fast as my
twelve-year-old cousin positioned herself between my
legs. I placed three pillows under my head to ensure
a good view.
Alicia wiped her mouth again before reaching for my
cock. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, pulling
her hand back an inch, but she continued. Her hand
felt beautifully warm against my sensitive skin. My
average sized dick seemed massive in her small,
delicate hands. She squeezed her fist around the head
and brought it down over the full length.
I immediately knew I would not last long. My arousal
had been too intense for too long. She gave it a few
more strokes, before moving her face toward the
purple head. "Have you ever done this before?" I
asked.
She looked up at me, her pretty brown eyes making me
uncomfortable. "No, but I've seen videos." I nod and
her focus turned back to the sweaty, pre-cum coated
dick inches from her face. She pursed her saliva-
slicked lips and kissed the head of my cock. I
breathed deeply, surprised at the pleasure. Her
tongue emerged and she licked.
"It's salty." She said, and gave it another, more
extensive lick.
"If you don't like it, you can stop." I told her,
hoping, praying for her to continue.
She looked up at me. "I said I want to do this." She
spread her lips and encased the head of my cock. I
felt her tongue swirl around and she tightened her
lips. She started to pull back and there was a
popping sound as my head escaped her lips, breaking
the vacuum. "Can I play with your balls?" She asked
before easing my cock back into her mouth.
I answered her with an affirmative grunt, and felt
her take one of my testicles into each hand. She
played with them gently, rolling them between her
fingers. Her hair fell in front of her face, and I
reached over to brush it away. Her stuffed mouth
hinted at a smile, and she began bobbing her head.
At this point, and closed my eyes and rested my head
against the pillow. I listened to the wet slurping
and breathing as I let my young cousin bring me
closer to orgasm. After a few minutes, she had
managed to get a couple inches into her and I was
struggling to hold back. Shortly after she gave my
left testicle a little taste, I realized I couldn't
hesitate anymore.
"I'm....gonna come!" I moaned, as the muscles in my
thighs tightened up. Alicia didn't do what I
expected, and take her mouth away. She kept my head
in her mouth and continued bobbing her head.
"I'm...gonna come!" I repeated, afraid she didn't
hear me. She was looking up at me when the first wave
of the eruption occurred. She closed her eyes like a
little child eating broccoli and allowed my salty cum
to fill her mouth.
I reached up and gave my cock a few strokes and the
last drops of cum landed between her bulging cheeks.
She finally pulled head back and some cum streamed
from her lips. With her eyes clinched, she forced my
seed down her throat. I felt sweat beading on my
forehead and I closed my eyes, expecting Alicia to
crawl up next to me. While catching my breath, I
heard a wet slapping sound. I opened my eyes again
and looked down my body. Alicia was sitting on her
knees and had her hand down her shorts. She was
masturbating with concentrated fury. I watched her
shaking body as my cock deflated.
She finally came after a few minutes. The intensity
of her orgasm seemed far from the one I had given
her. That made me feel good. After the orgasm passed,
she collapsed on top of me. She crawled over me and
lay at my side, her head resting in my right
shoulder. The pungent odor of my semen was still
heavy on her breath.
I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer. "I
didn't expect you to swallow it."
She lay motionless for a few seconds before
shrugging. "It wasn't too bad."
I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I
knew, Alicia was nudging me. "Steve. Steve." She
said.
My eyes popped open, and I had another erection.
"What is it?"
She got to her knees next to me and placed her hand
on my chest. A timid look came to her face, but I
couldn't tell if it was genuine or a ploy. "Will
you...lick me?"
"Lick your what?" I ask, jestingly.
"You know, my...pussy." She smiled at me through her
teeth, like a sixteen year old asking her dad to
borrow the car.
I realized there was no going back now, so I might as
well do whatever will make her happy. "I'd love to."
I answered her with a smile and a hand on her thigh.
"But first, I want to see all of you." She nodded and
jumped of the bed like an expert gymnast. I sat up
and scooted to the foot of the bed. "Come here." I
told her and she moved in front of me. Her pink tank
top was tight against her body and her blue shorts
were saturated with the remains of two orgasms. I
reached forward, took the bottom of her shorts, and
pulled them down.
She had very thin, but dark patches of pubic hair on
the fat lips of her outer labia. The entire region
gleamed before my impatient eyes. I placed my hand on
her waist and turned her around. Her ass was
stunning, flawlessly smooth and still fleshy with
some baby fat. I placed a hand on each cheek, and
massaged the round globes.
Her ass parted, giving me a glimpse of the cutest
little asshole I'd ever seen. It was hairless, bright
pink, and wet with her arousal. I leaned forward and
kissed her right cheek. She laughed, and I turned her
back around. With a wide smile and anticipatory eyes,
she pulled her top off.
As stunning as her butt was, her chest was even more
so. Her tiny breasts scarcely implied femininity, and
her brown nipples were puffy and broad. Her shirt
fell to the floor and I grabbed her waist. I stood
up, turned her back to the bed and gave her a playful
push. Alicia giggled as her naked body flopped onto
my bed. I fell to my knees and pulled her toward me.
My cousin spread her legs as far as she could and the
heady aroma of her aroused cunt filled the air. I
took several deep breaths through my nose before
getting to work.
I started by kissing her up and down her smooth
thighs. Her breathing quickened as my mouth neared
her pubescent pussy. I batted away her impatient
hands as they drifted toward her engorged clit. She
shuttered when my lips finally made contact with her
plump labia. I ran my tongue across each salty lip.
Her pubic hair was soft, and velvety smooth. I
grabbed each of her legs and slung them over my
shoulder. Her wetness increased when I started
sliding the tip of my tongue up her crease, careful
to stop before the clitoris. I continued for a few
minutes before Alicia crossed her ankles behind my
shoulders and heaved her drenched pussy into my face.
I gave her what she required. The tip of my tongue
dug into her clit, and she screamed. It sounded
painful, but she grabbed a fistful of my hair and
jammed her cunt even harder against my face. I
continued massaging her sensitive nub until she froze
and went silent. For several seconds, she didn't
breathe. Small twitches in her thighs were the only
signs of life in her tiny, tight body.
She went limp and gasped. "God!" She growled, letting
the orgasm take her. I continued to taste her, until
a hand on my head signaled me to stop. A strand of
her lube and my saliva stretched from my lips as I
pulled my face from her engorged pussy. I kissed her
mound and worked up her abdomen. Her stomach was
unbelievably taut. I slipped my tongue across her
tiny bellybutton and continued my wet trail toward
her young buds. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as I
kissed her left nipple. She reached up and wrapped
her arms around my neck. I moved my lips to hers and
we kissed with an uncontained passion.
The head of my cock dug against her thigh as I filled
her mouth with the taste of her own cunt. She was the
first to break the kiss, and she pressed her lips to
my ear as I kissed her bare shoulder.
"I..." she whispered, "I...want you to put it inside
me." My mind immediately rejected the request.
"No, I can't." I told her, my lips moving to her
neck.
"I want you to." She insisted. "I need to know how it
feels...how you...feel inside me."
I kissed her neck harder and let more of my weight
rest on her. My slick penis moved up her thigh and
laid flat between my stomach and her sleek body.
"Please." She begged.
I pulled my face away and looked into her eyes. They
were wide and pleading, like those of a starving
Oliver Twist. "Okay." I said as I leaned in to
continue our kiss. Our tongues entwined for a minute,
before I rolled off her.
I'd had a box of condoms in my dresser for a year and
a half. It was still unopened. I walked across my
room and took the box from my drawer. I opened it and
took one out.
"Take your shirt off." Alicia told me, as I reached
the bed. She was sitting cross-legged, with her
fingers between her legs. I placed the wrapped condom
between my lips and pulled my shirt off. Alicia
smiled, biting her lower lip and staring at my chest.
I got on the bed and lay on my back. "It will be best
if you're on top." I told her placing my hand on her
back. "You'll be able to control how much goes in."
She nodded and ran her fingers up my stomach to my
hairy chest. Her fingers parted and the rough
bristles passed between them. I opened the condom and
rolled it over my cock.
She got to her knees and straddled my waist. My cock
slid up the crack of her ass, before resting against
the small of her back. She placed her hands on my
chest and awkwardly rubbed my underdeveloped pecks.
"Are you wet enough?" I asked.
Alicia nodded. "Yeah. I'm still really wet." A drip
on my abdomen revealed the truth of her assertion.
"Okay. I want you to go as slow as you need to. And,
please, stop whenever you want." She nodded at me and
smiled nervously. Using my stomach for support, she
got to her feet and squatted over my waist. I reached
between my legs, and grabbed the base of my cock.
"I'll hold it steady, while you ease yourself onto
it."
"O...okay." She pressed her chin into her chest and
looked at my glistening head. With quiet
concentration, she lowered her cunt against it. The
first couple tries were mere glancing blows, my cock
sliding over her ass and then up her hairless mound.
Finally, I felt the tip begin to pass inside her. She
stopped with half the head between her lips. "It's
going inside now."
She exhaled deeply, and applied a bit more weight.
The rest of my head passed through her moist lips,
and I released my grip. Her fat labia enfolded my
cock like fully risen dough around a baker's finger.
I placed my hand over hers as she winced. Millimeter
by millimeter, my cock penetrated further, stretching
her hymen closer to its breaking point. "Oww. Ouch."
She said through her clenched teeth.
"Are you okay? You can stop if you want."
She shook her head. "No, no. I want to keep going."
She took the next inch suddenly, grunting as she did.
I felt something give inside her, and my young cousin
inhaled deeply. "Ouch, ouch, ouch." She repeated. "It
stings." I pulled my cock from her, and saw a streak
of blood flowing down my latex wrapped member. "No,
don't." She said. "I'm okay. It doesn't hurt
anymore."
She reached between her legs and moved my cock back
to her entrance. It entered her with much less
difficulty and no pain evident on her face. She
managed to get about three and a half inches inside
her before pulling back. With care not to let my cock
out of her, she rested her flat chest against mine
and put her knees on the bed.
She slowly lifted and dropped her hips, each time
bidding her precious virginity a fond farewell. I
kissed the top of her head as she pressed her face
into my chest. I reached around her and ran my
fingers up and down her back, summoning goose bumps
in their wake.
"You feel so good." I whispered and my left hand
passed over her ass.
Alicia said nothing, as her rhythmic rocking
continued.
I slid my finger down the crack of her ass. The tips
brushed against the tightness of her puckered anus. I
massage the pink hole with soft circles.
Alicia spoke, but I couldn't hear what she said. She
spoke louder. "Put it in." Her voice was labored.
"Put...your finger...in...my butt." Her request
instantly brought me nearer to orgasm. I ran my
finger down and lubricated it with the wetness of her
broken cherry. Kissing her head, I pressed my finger
against her tight anus. The tension broke and it slid
inside. My cousin inhaled deeply and her pace
quickened. I pressed my middle finger deeper into her
ass, savoring the tightness of her preteen rectum.
I could tell I was only going to last a few seconds.
Alicia continued fucking me with unwavering passion.
"I'm gonna come." I moaned, causing her pace to
quicken. My testicles clenched and I struggled to
hold back. The resistance lasted only seconds and I
erupted into the condom. Alicia didn't stop and I
gritted through pain for several seconds. I could
finally take no more and pulled out of her.
"No!" She cried. "I'm really close." I pulled my
finger from her ass and moved her to her back. The
cum flooded condom hung from my cock as I knelt in
front of her. My tongue collided with her clit and I
sucked, the metallic taste of her blood overwhelming
my taste buds. Within seconds, the twelve-year-old
was devastated with her third orgasm of the night.
After it passed, I lay next to her. With my arm
around her shoulder and her small hand massaging my
spent testicles, we slept. It was the soundest sleep
I'd ever had, dreamless and seeming to pass in an
instant.
When I awoke, the sun shone brightly through the
window. I turned my head to see Alicia at my
computer, her legs tucked under her body as a video
played on the screen. My clock read 10:12am. There
were still a few hours before my parents got home.
I stretched and yawned. "How long have you been
awake?" I asked my nude cousin.
She shrugged. "About a half hour." I rubbed my eyes
and the volume increased from my speakers. Moaning
and the wet sound of an enthusiastic tongue filled
the room.
"Your ass tastes so good, baby." A sultry female
voice said.
Another woman giggled and replied. "Thank you, honey.
I can't fucking wait to taste yours." I closed my
eyes and listened to moans, giggles, and embellished
dirty talk. My cock hardened and after a few minutes,
Alicia stopped the video. I heard the chair squeak,
and I opened my eyes. My twelve-year-old cousin
looked at me.
"You have a lot of videos like that, don't you? A lot
of videos of girls getting their...buttholes licked."
"Yeah, I guess I do."
"You don't think that's gross?" She asked.
I rolled to my side, my penis pointed at her like a
divining rod. "Do you think it's gross?"
She turned her head to the screen. The video was
paused on a close up of a woman's tongue buried into
another woman's asshole. "I don't know." She said
slowly. "But I bet it feels really good." It was
obvious she wanted to ask me to do it to her. I
contemplated teasing the question out of her, but
time was short.
"I'll do it for you, if you want me to."
Her head turned toward me, excitedly. "Really?"
I nodded.
"Only if you really want to."
I smiled. "I want to. Why do you think I have those
videos?" I sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.
"Come here. We don't have much time." She got to her
feet, walked over to me, and stood between my legs. I
placed my arms around her waist and kissed her
stomach. As I stood, I kissed up her chest, neck, and
finally settled on her lips. I guided her to the bed,
and instructed her to get on all fours.
I reached down and ran my hand up her inner thigh
while pressing on her shoulder. "Put your face down
and stick your butt up." She obliged, and I took a
step back. Even without spreading her cheeks, her
little pink asshole was clearly visible. I gave my
cock a few strokes before kneeling behind her.
The smell of an asshole is an interesting thing.
Consider the harsh flavor of horseradish. On a piece
of roast beef, it's wonderful. Smeared on a chocolate
chip cookie, it's revolting. Context is everything.
The beauty of my cousin's delicate body, and her
unembarrassed display of her most private of parts,
made the stench fiercely sexual.
I pressed my lips against her right cheek and kissed.
My tongue licked ever closer to its target, causing
Alicia's breathing to quicken. When I reached her
crevice, I ran my tongue through it, tasting her
sweat and smelling her intimate odor. I placed a hand
on each of her cheeks and spread them apart. Her rim
of her anus parted slightly, revealing the even more
vividly pink inside.
I pressed my tongue against her taint and licked
upward. The predominate taste was sweat with a hint
leftover lubrication from the night before. I took
several more licks before finally dipping the tip of
my tongue in.
Alicia laughed a ticklish laugh as if I had run my
fingers along the soles of her feet. My tongue went
deeper, and she leaned her ass against my face
signaling that it wasn't deep enough. I started
running the tips of my fingers across her slit, and
felt it begin to moisten. My tongue flicked and
penetrated her butthole while my fingers dampened
against her pussy.
After she seemed completely aroused, I eased a finger
into her tight cunt. She began to moan and my finger
slowly thrust in and out of her. "Put...it in."
Alicia moaned. "Put it in...my butt." I took several
more deep licks of her pungent asshole, before
leaning back. My finger slipped from her pussy, and I
pressed it against her shiny, pink asshole.
I started to insert it into her.
She let loose a few pleasing moans as I worked my
finger into a steady, penetrating rhythm. Her hole
loosened up and I was able to get my entire finger in
with little resistance. "Another." She moaned again.
"Put two in." I pulled my index finger out and
reentered her with my middle finger added. Again, I
worked the hole for a few minutes stretching it even
further. I began rotating my wrist with each plunge.
She asked for a third.
Her moans intensified as her sphincter extended
around my fingers. I began stroking myself, my
arousal having become painful.
"Put your penis in." She whispered.
"No..." I said. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Put it in." She moaned.
I shook my head. I wanted nothing more, but she was
too small. "No. I-"
She shouted into my blanket. "Put it... in... my
fucking ass!" Her passion startled me.
"O...okay." I pulled my fingers from her and stood
up. "I... need some lube."
"Hurry!" She begged. I thought for a second, before
running to the bathroom. I grabbed a jar of Vaseline
from the cabinet and had my fingers in the jelly by
the time I returned. Alicia's right hand had moved to
her crotch and she masturbated feverishly. I scooped
out a massive glob from the jar and stood behind her.
I smeared half on my throbbing cock and the other
half into and around her winking butthole. "Hurry!"
My cousin cried again.
I guided the tip of my cock against her hole and
applied pressure. She screamed as my head disappeared
inside. I waited for her spasmodic anus to calm
before continuing. A half an inch more and she
screamed again. "Keep going! Please don't stop!" Her
hand started moving even faster over her cunt. I felt
splashes against my thighs. I entered her with
another inch. And another. And another.
She was crying when my full length was inside of her.
"Keep going!"
I started to pull out, very, very slowly. My exit was
almost as slow as my entrance. Before my head slipped
from her tight anus, I restarted the plunge. After a
few minutes of stretching, I was able to start to
thrust. My speed increased as Alicia started to relax
and her bowels began to loosen.
I was sliding in and out about once a second when
Alicia began to come. She clenched her body and
squeezed my cock almost painfully tight. I felt my
orgasm rising and Alicia screamed. "God!" The room
seemed to shake and I allowed myself to come. With
three slow thrusts, I drained myself of every drop of
semen.
I stood behind Alicia as she laughed and cried into
my blanket, her butt clinching and loosening around
my sensitive cock. After about twenty seconds, she
calmed down, and exhaled strongly. "That...was
awesome." She said, my cock still filling her ass. "I
think...I can feel your cum...in my butt."
I placed my hands on her hips. "I'm going to pull out
now. Okay Alicia?" She nodded. "Keep your butt
clinched or it might leak out. Okay?"
"Okay." She answered. As I began to pull myself from
her, she began to squeeze tightly. When my deflating
head passed her anus, she closed it securely.
"Come on." I said, tapping her outer thigh. Let's
take a shower.
She walked in front of me, waddling with tightly
clenched cheeks. I stepped into the shower while she
sat on the toilet and expelled my semen. She flushed,
grimacing into the toilet, and joined me in the
steaming, cleansing shower.
I washed her body from head to toe. The lather flowed
into and cleansed all the nooks and crannies of her
petite body. She returned the favor by soaping up my
cock and balls, cleaning them better than I ever had.
When we finished, I dried off every inch of her flesh
and told her to get dressed. After I dried myself, I
went to my room. The scent of sex, dirty, anal sex to
be specific, still filled the room. I put some
clothes on and went to the bathroom for some air
freshener. A few heavy sprays masked the evidence and
I went to the living room.
Alicia was wearing jeans and a green top. She sat
cross-legged in front of the TV and placed "The
Prisoner of Azkaban" into the PS3.
END
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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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