The Kitty and The Mouse: My Nieces Kathleen and Nora

Uncle Micky

The Kitty and The Mouse: My Nieces Kathleen and Nora - Chapter 1

Summary: Paul Ridley's two nieces, Kathleen (Kitty, eleven-years-old) and Nora (Mouse, thirteen-years-old) come to spend two weeks with him as their parents, his sister Carole and brother-in-law Jeff, leave for a second honeymoon. The girls' antics bring back memories from Paul's youth involving Judy and Kayley.

Story Codes: g(13)g(11) exhibionism, b(13)/g(9) oral, b(15)/g(11) rape, b(14)/g(10) oral

Updated: July, 2019

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!!!WARNING!!!!

This file contains sexually explicit material which may include graphic depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as incest, adultery, and sodomy. It is distributed on a website clearly identified as "For Adults Only". Possession by a minor is strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of such material, do not read it and delete it immediately.

The Kitty and The Mouse

My Nieces Kathleen and Nora

Chapter 1

By Uncle Micky

Prologue

Paul Ridley is an interesting fellow. He has made a nice living as a highly skilled carpenter and is still in strong working shape despite being nearly fifty years of age. We first met when I volunteered for one of those Habitat build events and was assigned to be his assistant. I learned so much that day! Hanging with an expert, no matter the field, is always educational. We became friends and have spent time together ever since. I became a fairly regular habitat volunteer; which I find very fulfilling, because of his friendship.

Paul has been able to set aside enough money that he'll be able to retire comfortably in about five years. Anticipating retirement, he has been renovating a nice four bedroom "cabin" on Lake Moody. He currently lives on the Little Salamander (Lil' Sal) River which runs south from the lake. He chose Lake Moody because of its proximity to Parrott City, where he has family. This I could understand, it's always nice to live near family when you get older. There is a certain, comfort that comes with being close to family.

Paul has been married and divorced twice. When I asked if he had any children, he got visibly quiet and replied with a simple "no." Before I could express my lament, he said, "I can't have kids. I had the flu real bad as a kid and one of the drugs they gave me had a side effect. My sperm are all there, they just have damaged tails. They can't impregnate an egg. I could have done In vitro, but never got that far in either of my marriages. So, yeah, no kids …um, no, no kids" something was up but I let it drop.

As we talked further, I began to understand how important his nieces, Nora and Kathy, were to him. Over time I found that there is even much more about Paul than what he revealed early on! Once Paul got started on his tale, it was all I could do to keep up. There were certain parts I needed him to slow down and give me greater detail or explanation.

He saved the stories from his childhood for last and explained his current situation first. Altogether, it took over a month to get the full story. As we delve into this, I hope I can give proper justice to his tale. I placed everything in as proper a chronological order as possible and, tried where I could, to relate the tale as it was told to me.

During our time together I had the great pleasure to meet and spend some time with one of his nieces, Kathleen (Kitty.) I was utterly enthralled by the beautiful young woman. She related a fair amount of her memories of the events that will unfold in the coming tale. I was treated to some pictures, as well as some videos, of Nora (Mouse.) All I can say is, wow!

This story is mostly narrated by Paul, in some cases, I will enter as a narrator and at other times Kitty's voice will be used where appropriate.

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Paul Ridley

So, Micky, I grew up in a suburb just outside of Parrott City. My parents worked at the now closed AMC Motor plant and, even though they lacked high school diplomas, they earned nice steady livings because of the UAW contract at the plant. I have … had, one sibling, Carole, who is two years older than me.

Carole was a natural, blonde, beauty. As she grew up, adolescence and genetics were very kind to her. She stood about five foot four, had tits way too large for her petite frame and the cutest little face you could imagine. I always thought she kind of had a bit of a rabbit face; I never told her that though! There would have been hell to pay! It's tough to explain how cute and pretty she was. (I didn't ask him to explain, I understood the look he was talking about.) Anyway, Carole attracted boys like bees to honey and was pretty damn popular.

No one ever got past first base with her, until she met Jeff Martin (pronounced Mar-teen), a French Canadian lad whose parents had moved south to work in the AMC plant. Jeff was tall, a hockey player, and quite handsome. He had flowing dirty blonde hair and a chiseled physique. I'll tell ya, if Carole didn't want him, I would have taken him.

Jeff and Carole fell in love and were pretty much inseparable. Carole went to college and became an elementary school teacher and Jeff went through the required steps to become a licensed electrician. Once they were both fully employed, they got married. During that time, Jeff and I became pretty good friends. I was the best man at their wedding; as a matter of fact, it was Jeff who introduced me to the master carpenter who eventually became my mentor. I owe my career to Jeff.

We were the best of friends through good times and bad. We survived the loss of our parents. Carole and Jeff stood with me when I got married and backed me a year later when I got divorced. They were with me again when my second marriage went into the shitter a few years later. After that breakup, I swore off the institution of marriage forever. Carole told me I was wrong about marriage and used her and Jeff as an example. Fuck, in my opinion, they were more the exception rather than the rule.

After the second divorce, I threw myself into my work and my career really took off. Carpentry became my life's calling. I found genuine fulfillment in what I created. Then, my outlook on life really took a turn when Carole got pregnant. When my niece Nora Louise Martin was born, the world was different. I never imagined I could love another human as much as I loved Nora. I doted on the girl and made it a point to be present for every milestone in her young life.

I thought my heart would explode with joy when a year later Carole got pregnant and gifted the world with Kathleen Marie Martin. They were treasures; I was a surrogate father and mother to them, I played both roles at times! The girls grew up loving their uncle, and aside from their parents, loved no one more than me!

Those two girls became my life. Both were lean like their father. Nora had more of her mother's features and appeared softer while not carrying any extra weight. Kathleen favored her father and was a bit more angular; except for her ass. From about the age of three, she developed the cutest round bubble butt you ever laid eyes on!

OK now, back to me. One week I was working a kitchen remodel for an older gentleman and after three days we got to talking over lunch. Seems as though he was in possession of a nice piece of property up on the Lil' Sal River. He had no local heirs and rather than just sell it to anyone, he was looking for a certain type of person to sell the property to. That weekend we drove out to the property and by the end of the day, I had purchased five prime acres of land with an old house, four acres of undeveloped land, and 100 feet of sandy riverfront.

He made me promise to renovate the house and live on the property. I gladly kept the promise and after two years I had the house up to code. I resurrected the old boathouse on the river and bought a sixteen-foot Gheenee for fishing. Jeff, Carole, and the kids were constant visitors, with Carole and the girls especially enjoying the little beach area. They all enjoyed hiking the property and the girls loved the naturalistic aspects of the property. They identified insects, collected caterpillars, recorded bird sightings and learned the tracks of all the local wildlife.

When the girls were younger, Carole allowed them to run about the property less than half dressed or in whatever fashion they wished. Jeff and I never gave it much notice. When Nora, commonly called "Mouse," a moniker given to her by her dad, was about eleven-years-old, Carole started requiring her to be more modestly dressed. Even though Carole explained her reasons, Mouse never really understood. When Mouse asked Paul if it bothered him when she didn't wear clothes, Paul simply replied, "Do as your mother tells you."

One day when I was watching the girls, Kathy, given the nickname "Kitty," stripped her clothes off and romped around in front of Mouse and me. Later that day, when they were alone, Mouse reprimanded Kitty for running around naked.

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"Kitty, you're being real bad. Mom says it isn't proper for us to be showing off our bodies in front of Uncle Paul. It's not lady-like!"

"I'm not a lady, at least not yet! Not like you, with all your boobs and hips! Anyway, I like it when Uncle Paul looks at me and I think he likes it too."

Mouse didn't respond. She also liked it when Uncle Paul looked at her and she thought he liked it as well. To Mouse, Uncle Paul was safe, he would never hurt them.

"I know, I think it's unfair but I have to do what mom says, that's what dad told me."

Kitty hugged her sister and said, "I won't tease you anymore; but, I'll wear what I want until mom tells me otherwise."

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As to their nicknames, well, Nora did kind of have a cute little mouse face and although lean, carried a little extra properly placed weight. No one questioned the Mouse nickname. Kathy was all lean and moved with a grace that led her to dance classes. Her seeming natural feline nature made the Kitty nickname appropriate. Mouse took some dance classes as well but was nowhere near as talented as her younger sister. Mouse loved watching Kitty dance and they even created some dance duets that were quite good for girls their age.

When Kitty turned eleven she was also told to cover up as well and honestly, it was all for the good. By now, thirteen-year-old Mouse had hit a major maturing spurt and had developed a set of adolescent tits that a mature woman would be jealous of. While not big ones like her mother; they were absolutely perfect in shape and lift. If you have ever seen the comment: "Too young for those tits." Then you know what I'm talking about. She also grew taller, loosing much of the extra soft baby weight that was still hanging around.

Kitty, at eleven, had grown taller and along the way had developed a set of hips that were beyond inviting. She also matured in her face. She lost all the normal facial baby fat at an earlier than usual age and her look was that of a beautiful, maturing young lady. She had soft, pleasing features. Her ass kept it's roundness and had evolved into a classic work of art. Her mouth was wide with a slight downturn, her smile enigmatic. Her long legs, natural curves, and pretty face were a distraction as powerful as her sister's breasts and curves.

Both girls were blonde; Mouse was a lighter blonde than Kitty. Mouse's hair was usually about shoulder length while Kitty's flowed past her shoulders about halfway down her back. Although Kitty was two years younger, she was as tall as Mouse. Both girls had honey skin and a nice natural tan. Both did very well in school and were very popular. Mouse, understandably, seemed to attract a fair amount of attention from males of all ages and she pretty much just brushed them all aside without a concern. Kitty was a bit flirty and enjoyed the attention paid to her.

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Playing Guardian

Life sometimes screws with all of us and so it was for me. Carole and Jeff had been saving for years to go on a real honeymoon. Their original honeymoon was a week-long trip to Florida and it just didn't seem to fit the bill. They were now planning a two-week European trip. They were spending four days in Rome, renting a car, taking five days to drive to Paris, and flying home after five days in Paris.

They arranged the trip for when the girls were on their spring break. So, guess who gets the girls? Yep! Good old Uncle Paul. I agreed to take them in for the two weeks. We scheduled Skype sessions for every other day at noon so the girls could to talk to their parents. Otherwise they would text and email. After the first few days the Skype sessions became fewer and further apart as the texting and media sharing was doing the communication job adequately.

We were all at the airport to send off Jeff and Carole. It was an emotional airport departure scene but the girls were very happy for their parents and were almost as excited about the trip as they were. I took them to the top of the parking garage and watched as the 757 carrying their parents took off and flew out of sight.

Although I had a crew-cab truck, neither wanted to sit in back so both sat up front with me. Mouse took the window and Kitty the middle. Kitty leaned into me and the feeling was wonderful!

Once at my place, the girls excitedly grabbed their bags and raced inside. I followed them in and found them standing outside the bedroom hallway.

I asked, "What's up?"

Mouse replied, "Which bedrooms do we get?"

"You have your choice. There is the futon in my office." The girls sneered.

"There is the first guestroom with the two single beds." The girls sneered again.

"There is the second guestroom with the queen-sized bed." The girls looked at each other and both shrugged their shoulders. Kitty said, "We'll share the queen, OK?"

"Whatever you want; get your stuff put away and we'll take a walk down to the river."

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We went to our room, unpacked, put all of our clothes and toiletries away and got ready to go to the river.

I watched as Mouse undressed, put on a skimpy blue bikini and, then a white t-shirt.

I knew I couldn't compete with that; but, I tried. I undressed down to my white cotton panties and put on a loose, short, black dress. Mouse watched me and asked, "You know that dress won't cover your panties if you do anything other than stand still?"

"You know your boobs are about to pop right out of that bikini top, right?"

We eyed each other for a moment and then giggled. Mouse took me by the arm and said, "Let's go get Uncle Paul!"

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I was waiting for them in the kitchen wearing simple shorts and a t-shirt. I packed a small cooler and upon hearing the girls in the hallway, called, "Don't forget your sandals, and grab a couple of towels!"

I heard Kitty, "Dang, come on Nora."

When the girls appeared in the kitchen, I was fucking floored. They were absolutely gorgeous. Out the door they went, calling for me to hurry up. As we started down the trail to the river, Kitty fell in next to me and took my hand in hers. Mouse made me share carrying the cooler and somehow I survived the walk to the river.

This was the first warm day visit the girls had made to the river that year. Mouse removed her shirt and stretched her arms to the sky. Kitty looked at her sister and I caught her sneaking a peek at me as I was eyeing her sister. Kitty "ahem-ed" at Mouse and soon the two were off and running down the little beach. The beach was no more than a bend in the river. It reached maybe twelve feet back from the river's edge and followed a shallow crescent. To the right, a rocky fifteen foot bluff with scrub on top ended the beach. While to the left the beach ended at a slight five-foot wooded rise. The rise continued along the back until it jutted up into the bluff.

The boathouse stood near the bluff. It was really an old stone garage shed type thing but it was large enough to store my little boat and some recreational equipment. I unlocked the doors, pulled out three beach chairs and my fishing tackle.

I was setting the chairs up while the girls waded the river's edge. I readied my fishing pole but kept an eye and an ear on the girls. They were chatting and laughing, all was well in our world.

I had built a little worm farm next to the boathouse and had a ready supply of bait. I cast a nice fat worm out into the river and sat down to enjoy the day. The river current and the bluff created a small eddy where trout could sometimes be caught.

I didn't catch any fish that day and I certainly wasn't ready for what was about to happen.

Kitty had turned and was wading back in my direction. She walked out of the water and started to remove her dress.

"Uncle Paul, I'm going to jump in. It's so hot!"

She moved so quickly that her dress was off and on the chair next to me before I could quite register what was happening.

Kitty turned away and scampered to the river's edge calling back, "You be the lifeguard and keep an eye on me!"

I hesitantly called out an "OK" and watched the nymph wade into the river.

When she was a little more than knee deep, Kitty dove in. Her lean tan body sliced into the water. The last things visible were the soles of her petite feet.

Kitty rose from the water with a hop, facing me. She bent and with her hands, flipped her hair back as she stood erect. The chilly water had affected her micro-breasts. Her brown, nickel-sized, areola puffed out and her little pink nipples rose erect from them. She hopped two more times and flung herself backward, arching into the water.

The sight was amazing! As she arched back, her little breasts became more obvious and sat like two bottle caps with nipples on her chest. Her tummy was taut and her rib cage prominent. The sight of the "V" formed by her hips along with her little "innie" belly button, as her body seemingly moved in slow motion, was stupendous! Then, her panties came into full view.

It was as if she wore no panties at all! They were transparent and clinging tightly to her bottom. Her apparently thick labia and slit were clearly visible.

She rose squealing and proceeded to frolic in the water. Being the good Uncle I was, I kept an eye on her, making sure she didn't stray too deep into the water.

Mouse heard her sister squealing and turned to the sound. She knew exactly what Kitty was doing. She smiled and trotted back along the beach towards me. I caught the movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to look just as her tits started to rhythmically move to her strides. It only took a minute for her left tit to emerge as the bra of her bikini slipped up. She made a feeble attempt at putting it back in place but her right tit popped out just as she grabbed her bikini top. She slowed a step, decided to ignore it and entered the water to join her little sister.

Kitty saw Mouse approaching and tried to get away but she wasn't quick enough. Mouse caught her from behind and lifted her high into the air, tossing her back as she performed a back arch into the water. Kitty flew over Mouse's head and with a shriek, landed with a splat in the water. Mouse landed on her back, her bikini top hanging from her neck.

Mouse rolled, rose and turned to get Kitty again but was too late. Kitty had recovered and lunged into Mouse's midsection and tackled her into the water. The girls wrestled and laughed in the water. They weren't obvious about it, but they were working at exposing more of each other to me as they played

I watched the girls and started to lose a bit of focus. Memories that had been exiled to my mind's distant dark corners and recesses started to come forth. Judy was first, then Kayley, then, with a smile … Crystal.

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!!!WARNING!!!

What follows is a Flashback, it is a story within a story. We will take a look at Paul's childhood.

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Paul's Flashback

Paul had related his childhood memories to me as if he was talking about someone else. There was no reason to doubt a word he said. He related these experiences after he had already finished his story about his nieces, he said it would help me understand why he behaved the way he did. Here is what he told me.

The neighborhood where Paul grew up was a throwback; a throwback to the neighborhoods of the baby boomers. It was an older neighborhood in an older suburb near Parrott City. The houses were built in the 1930s and weren't very fashionable. By the time Paul was a child many of the houses had been expanded and updated, so they weren't too bad.

Street after street was filled with middle to lower middle-class families. Often, most parents worked, but not all. It seemed that the common feature in all these houses was kids, lots of kids. Kids at that time didn't have play dates or technologies that kept them inside. They went out as groups and behaved like one large extended family.

Next door to Paul's house was a house that sat on two lots and was larger than most in the neighborhood. Take note, it wasn't nicer, just larger. Actually, it was a bit more run down than most of the houses in the neighborhood. The Clancy's were a real throwback family. Mr. and Mrs. Clancy, Howard and Irene, had eleven kids! Howard was like a grown boy, lacking in any adult maturity at all.

Paul's father couldn't stand him, but for the sake of neighborliness, he treated him well. Irene was a first-rate Born Again Christian nut-job. Everyone tried their best to avoid her.

The kids were: the twins and oldest, Brian and Bruce; Clive, Judy, Howard, Edward, John, Nicholas, Peter, Paul, and Patrick. Ten boys and one girl! Pretty much, the boys were a wild collection of crazy kids, and in the midst of it all, was quiet, unassuming Judy. Even though most of the boys were younger than Paul, they all played together. Soccer, football, hockey, chase, tag, keep away, and the neighborhood game, "Kill." The Clancy's were as much of the neighborhood as Paul and Carole were.

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Judy

For whatever reason, Paul got along with Howard and Irene. She really didn't pull her psycho Christianity stuff on him, much. Howard, hell he thought Paul was his buddy. It was only natural for them to ask Paul to babysit the kids when they had somewhere to go. And this, my friends, was Paul's first step on the road to Perdition.

Paul was thirteen at the time and Judy was nine when he babysat that fateful night. Paul fed the kids the frozen pizzas Irene left for them and after a while, starting with the youngest, the kids were taken to bed in fifteen-minute increments. The boys, as expected were loud and troublesome at first, but with the amount of energy they expended during the day and now having bellies full of food, they settled down pretty fast. Paul had sent Judy off to bed and promised to come in to check on her once the boys were settled.

Judy wasn't anything too special. She was an average cute little girl. She never had fancy clothes and most often was relegated to helping her mother with chores. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, a cute cherubic face and a little body that was in fine shape from having to deal with and play with ten brothers. Paul never noticed, but she only had eyes for him.

Paul never gave Judy a second thought. He wasn't mean to her or anything; rather he more or less protected her from her brothers and didn't mind taking time to sit with her to chat about her dolls or books. These little attentions were what most impacted Judy. To her, Paul seemed like the nicest, sweetest person in the world! In fact, she often fantasized that one day she would be Paul's wife!

Anyway, as promised, once the boys were settled down, Paul came to Judy's room at the back of the house to see if everything was OK. Paul had brought some homework with him and was hoping to get some of it done after rifling through Howard's stash of dirty mags in the basement workshop. Hell, Paul was thirteen and jerking off was practically an hourly ritual!

He had babysat for the Clancy's a couple of times before and he usually shot his load down in the basement while looking at the pictures and stroking himself with some of Judy's panties. Irene was just too gross to want to use anything she had worn. Regardless, he was looking forward to continuing this ritual.

He rapped on Judy's door and heard her unlock the hasp. All too often the boys would invade her room and privacy, so Irene ordered that Howard install a lock on the door.

The door opened and there was Judy, standing at the open door in a plain, off-white nightgown with faded pink frill all around it.

"Oh Paul, hi … come in."

"Judy, everything OK, you ready for bed?"

"Will you tuck me in?"

She took him by the hand and walked Paul to her bed. She stopped and looked up at him and then down to the bed. Paul let go of her hand and pulled the spread and sheet back for Judy. Judy smiled and slid into bed, not bothering to cover herself with sheet or spread.

Paul looked at the little girl and finally noticed just how fucking cute she had become. He could see that she was forming some bumps on her chest as well. These observations he found intriguing! He sat down on the edge of the bed, his left hand resting beside Judy's right side. He was more or less hovering over the girl. Neither of them said a word. It was kind of weird!

Paul looked her in the face and then let his eyes scan downward, to the bottom of her nightgown. He glanced back to her eyes and then to the bottom of her gown again. He looked up again and she was smiling. With a giggle, she reached for the hem of her gown with both hands and pulled it up to her chin.

She wasn't wearing any panties! This was the first real live pussy Paul had ever seen. He couldn't take his eyes off it! It was plump and pinkish. It rose from her lower abdomen like a little mound of little girl heaven. He heard Judy giggle and looked up at her. She was smiling and squirming a bit as she raised her knees and slowly started to open and close them.

"Do you like it?"

"God Judy, it's the prettiest thing I've ever seen. Can ... can I …"

"Touch it? Yeah, go ahead. I think I'd like that."

Paul carefully ran his left index finger down along the slit and then circled back up, softly brushing against her puffy labia. Judy giggled and jerked a bit.

Paul looked at her and asked, "Did that feel good?"

He repeated his caress and watched Judy's face; she bit her bottom lip, smiled and started to blush a bit. Paul slid his whole hand down over her pussy and pushed the length of his middle finger into her slit.

This time Judy really jerked, pushing her girly pussy hard against Paul's hand and letting out a sweet "AH!"

He glanced at the door, trying to listen for any sound from the boys. He heard nothing. He asked Judy, "You really liked that one, huh?"

She smiled and quickly nodded her head. Paul wasted no time and began to gently stroke his hand up and down Judy's pussy, sending her into quivers of happiness. Judy eventually reached down and moved Paul's hand away from her private parts. She sat up a bit and moved towards him.

Paul thought he knew what to do; he stood up next to the bed in front of Judy as she moved to sit in front of him. Paul undid his slacks and pushed them and his briefs down.

With ten brothers, Judy had seen more than her share of penises. Matter-of-fact, Judy had done a few things with her older brother Clive that had her sucking on his 10-year-old dick. Clive couldn't cum yet but he certainly liked how it felt! She had peeked a few times and watched her oldest brothers, Brian and Bruce as they masturbated together. She saw what happened when a boy really gets excited. This was a marvelous opportunity for Judy! She would get to experience it all and not have to deal with one of her brothers!

She reached out and took the nice looking four-inch dick into her hand. She gently wrapped her fingers around Paul's dick and started to jerk it. Paul rolled his head back and moaned in pleasure at the novel feelings emanating from his dick. In the process, his hips rolled forward and Judy misinterpreted the reason for him poking his dick at her face. She opened her mouth and sucked his dick in.

Paul felt the soft, wet mouth encase his dick. It was awesome! As Judy started to suck on his dick and slide it in and almost out of her mouth, he felt his excitement build. Paul's head was a whirlwind of sensations and he didn't realize how close he was to cumming. In one sudden burst, Paul came. His hand was on the back of Judy's head as he pumped load after load into her mouth. He didn't hear her gagging or slurping as her mouth filled with his spunk.

Judy was surprised when Paul shot his load but it was just what she wanted! Instinctively she tried to swallow but soon found herself needing to take a breath. She was able to pull away enough so Paul's dick was outside her mouth and she could get a breath. At that moment his last spurt came out and laid a nice gob of cum across her nose and down to her upper lip. Judy quickly sucked him back in and suckled his dick for the rest of his cum. She used her right hand to push the gob on her face into her mouth when she released his dick.

Paul's hand was no longer pushing on Judy's head; but rather, he was caressing her head as he gloried in the afterglow of his first blowjob.

"Judy, that was great!"

Judy smiled at Paul and then licked her lips. She felt so good! Maybe Paul would be her boyfriend! Even if he couldn't, she hoped he would babysit her a lot more!

Paul and Judy played a lot more over the next few years. Most times, he waited for her in his basement, where he would open the little window for her to sneak in. They played in a small storage room whenever they had the chance. When Paul's parents went out, they used his bedroom. They never hooked up again at Judy's house. There were just too many kids everywhere.

As Judy matured she remained a cute girl. Her mother started to control more of her life as she entered into full-blown puberty. Their times together became less frequent until they ended altogether when Judy got to high school. They still had one more eventful encounter in their future.

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Kayley

Kayley Metzger was something different entirely. Kayley lived about six doors down from Paul's house. Metzgers were a nice little family; mom, dad, and two daughters, twelve-year-old Terry and ten-year-old Kayley. Terry had a "learning disability" and in actuality, was drastically falling behind her peers in mental development; her younger sister Kayley had already passed her.

Things started with Kayley when Paul was fourteen and he was already involved with Judy. It all began innocently enough. It was summer vacation and the weather was great! Paul was heading over to a buddy's house when he noticed some neighborhood kids teasing Terry about her thick glasses. When Kayley tried to stop them, one kid pushed her down, making her cry. Paul just couldn't let this pass. He ran over to the scene and barreled into the kid, sending him flying. He stood over the kid and proceeded to read the riot act to the whole bunch. When finished, he made all of them apologize to Terry. The one little shit that pushed Kayley had to apologize to her as well. He made clear his warning to them as to what would happen if they ever teased the girls again!

Paul felt good. He had righted what was wrong in the world and had done a good thing. He walked Terry and Kayley home, where he sat with Kayley on her front porch. Paul was surprised as to how cute, even pretty, the young girl was.

"That was really brave of you to defend your sister like that. There were a lot of them"

Feeling proud of herself, Kayley replied, "I have to protect my sister. If I don't, no one will. My dad says that all we really have in life is family … we always have to stay together."

Smiling at the pretty little auburn-haired girl, Paul commented, "Your dad is almost right, you can also have friends; friends who will stand up … with you … when you have to face bullies."

Kayley pensively looked at Paul, "Are you my friend?"

Paul reached his arm across her shoulders and gave her a bit of a sideways hug while replying, "Yes, I'm your friend and I'll stand with you and Terry whenever."

Kayley beamed a smile at Paul and stood up, "I gotta go in and tell mom what hap …"

At that moment Mrs. Metzger came out the door. "Paul Ridley! What happened?"

Kayley didn't give Paul a chance to reply, she rapidly related the events to her mother and gloried in telling her what a hero and good friend Paul was to her and Terry. Paul stood while Kayley talked. Mrs. Metzger hugged and thanked Paul, asking him if wanted anything to drink or eat. Paul begged off, telling her he was glad to help. He said his good-byes and went on his way.

Mrs. Metzger stood with her arm around little Kayley's shoulder and commented, with a bit of a hug, "You are one brave girl, and your friend Paul is a hero. We'll have to do something nice for him."

Kayley said nothing but smiled as she watched Paul walk away.

The following day Mrs. Metzger, with help from her daughters, baked up a batch of some of the finest chocolate chip cookies you have ever laid your eyes on. Kayley and Terry walked a plateful of cookies down to the Ridley house and happily presented their hero with his reward.

Paul was rather intrigued by Kayley. While Terry wore her usual clothes, standard black pants, and t-shirt, Kayley was wearing a frilly, yellow, button up sun dress, with a light blue flower print. Paul felt his insides churn a little when Kayley smiled at him.

He invited the girls in. Terry went first and Kayley followed her up the five stairs to the first-floor kitchen. Kayley made sure to lean forward slightly and sway her hips as she ascended the stairs, hoping to give Paul a nice look at her long, tan, legs. Paul sure as shit noticed, it was all he could do to keep from running his hands along her legs.

At the top of the small flight of stairs, Paul called out, "Mom! C'mere, look what Kayley and Terry brought! Can we have some milk?" Mrs. Ridley was very proud of her son; he had related the story the previous night at dinner. His dad clapped him on the shoulders and said, "Slap the shit out of them if they try it again!"

Mrs. Ridley ushered the girls into the kitchen, sighing at the sight of pretty Kayley in her very pretty dress, "Oh how nice it used to be to dress down and just enjoy the summer … my, my Kayley, you are a pretty little girl!"

Not an impolite person, Mrs. Ridley then looked at Terry and commented, "I swear Terry, my lord, and you are becoming prettier every time I see you … and so mature!"

Terry beamed at the compliment while Kayley loved the fact that Paul looked at her a little differently when his mom said she was so pretty.

Kayley replied, "Why thank you so much Mrs. Ridley, and thank you for inviting us in."

Terry, Kayley, and Paul shared some cookies and milk and generally had a fun visit. As the girls were leaving, Kayley hugged Paul and whispered in his ear, "I have something else for you. Can I come back in an hour?"

Before Paul replied, he moved his hand down until he had copped nice little ass feel. Kayley jerked a bit, softly giggled and, squirmed a bit in his hand.

Paul, assured of her intentions, quietly said, "Yeah, sure, one hour. I'll meet you out back."

Paul came back up the stairs and found his mom and sister Carole getting their things together. He gave them a quizzical look.

His mother said matter-of-factly, "Carole and I are going out to do some shopping. We'll be back a little later this afternoon. Are you OK getting your lunch and watching the house?"

Paul's mind almost exploded! 'Am I going to be fine?! Shit on a shingle!'

As-a-matter-of-factly as he could muster, "Yeah mom, no problem, I got it."

Mrs. Ridley kissed him on the forehead as she headed out, Carole followed and playfully flipped him the bird. Paul mouthed "Fuck you" to her and she had to repress a giggle.

Paul must have fantasized a hundred scenarios for what he hoped to do with Kayley when she got to the house but couldn't decide on any of them. At the appointed time he walked out back and waited in the shade next to the garage.

He didn't have to wait long. In a matter of minutes, he saw her walking into the backyard. Kayley was as cute as a button, just like her little nose. She had shoulder-length auburn hair and dark brown eyes. Her face still had a bit of the softness of a little girl but her natural beauty was starting to show through with her high cheekbones and soft red lips.

Kayley was still a prepubescent physically. She stood just five feet, had no discernible development on her chest and her hips were only just starting to get a little wider. What she did have though, was one incredibly cute ass; it still had a bit of bubble look to it but was definitely firming up into one fine ass. Her legs had lost their baby fat and while still the legs of a young girl, had nice shape and definition. Men, the type of men who notice such things, took time at the store, or in church, to watch her walk by. Now, in her pretty sundress, Paul thought she was very attractive, even sexy.

Paul came around the corner of the garage, Kayley smiled at him. Paul asked, "So, Kayley, you have something for me?"

Kayley had decided that she wanted to kiss Paul. She figured that giving him a kiss as a reward would be really cool. She thought that it was kind of funny that Paul had grabbed her fanny earlier; she really didn't think anything of it. Maybe he did that when he hugged a girl.

"I just wanted to thank you myself, not with cookies but with something special."

"Special?"

Kayley put a finger to her mouth and said, "Yes, something special."

"Well, if it's special, come inside."

"I don't want to do it with your mom around."

"Don't worry; she and my sister are gone for a couple of hours. We'll be real private, just the two of us."

This threw Kayley off a bit. "No one … no one is home, just us alone?"

"Yeah, great, huh?" He reached for her hand and before she knew it she was heading up the same stairs as before. "Yeah, we can have some real privacy, nobody sticking their nose in our business."

"Uh … great, real privacy …"

Paul, still holding her hand stopped in the kitchen and turned toward her. "Kayley, you got something special for me, right? And you don't want anyone around, right? Well, everything is perfect, come on, let's go into the TV room."

Trying to sound as mature as possible, Kayley said, "Sure, yeah, the TV room"

Paul led her into the TV room and onto the couch. He took her hand and as he sat down, he positioned her to sit across his lap. Paul marveled at how soft and clean her skin looked. She smelled wonderful! Kayley snuggled her butt down a bit which caused Paul's dick to harden and grow up into her bottom.

Feeling him pressed up against her, Kayley giggled and leaned into Paul. He had his arm around her waist and his other resting across her thighs. She had an arm around his neck and the other on her lap, just above his arm.

Paul looked her in the eye, "This is real nice." He snuggled her in a bit more. "So, you have something for me, a special thank you?"

Kayley nervously giggled. Paul seemed to really like her; maybe he would be her boyfriend! She felt him under her, it was strange, but she knew it was good. She liked the way his arm held her around her waist, and she really liked the feel of his other arm on her legs. He opened his hand and started to caress her thigh. God, it felt good!

"Yes, I wanted to give you a kiss for being so nice to us. You were like a hero yesterday. My mom said we had to do something special for you … the cookies were nice, but I wanted to give you something special."

"Kayley, have you ever kissed a boy before?"

She hesitated and quietly replied, "No, not like this."

Paul's dick got a little harder. He slid his hand down her thigh to her knee. Slowly he edged it up her leg until he was slowly pushing the dress up her legs. At the same time, Paul reached his lips for Kayley's. She leaned into him and their lips met. Paul whispered, "Softer Kayley, make your lips softer."

Kayley did as told and soon the two kids were really kissing. Kayley started to enjoy what was happening and squirmed harder down onto Paul. What Paul was doing with his free hand didn't quite register with her. Paul pushed his hand further and was cupping her ass before she knew it. Kayley jerked up a bit, breaking their kiss and looked startled at Paul. Paul reached his fingers under her panties and caressed her ass cheek, Kayley relaxed and Paul pulled her back in for another kiss. Not only did Kayley return to kissing, but she also lifted her ass higher to provide Paul more room. Paul reached to her other cheek and in the process slid her panties down and over her ass.

Paul shifted on the couch so Kayley was more on her back and he above her. Her dress was almost up to her waist and Paul's hand was caressing her pert little ass. Paul broke their kiss and lifted away a bit. Kayley's eyes were sort of glossed over and she had a dreamy look on her face. She was moving her ass around, matching Paul's caresses.

Paul knelt on the couch and shifted her legs so he was between them. Kayley gazed up at him as he reached his now free hand under her dress and gathered her little panties in his hands.

He looked up at Kayley and said, "Unbutton your dress."

Kayley obeyed and started to unbutton her dress. She was kind of scared but at the same time very excited! She had never felt such feelings before and was more than willing to go along. She had always liked Paul, even as a little girl. She fantasized about holding hands with him and, kissing him. Earlier, when he touched her fanny, she really liked it! It felt like a little shock had run through her body. It was all so very confusing. Right then, she was willing to follow Paul, do what he wanted, and let him do what he wanted.

Paul had his eyes on Kayley as she unbuttoned her dress. He pulled down on her panties and had them just to her knees. He glanced down and saw her pussy! It was a chubby little bald muffin, all pinkish and soft. He moved back, lifted her knees and removed the panties just as she undid the last buttons of her sundress. Paul opened the dress and what his eyes beheld was one of the nicest, prettiest, prepubescent bodies anyone has ever seen!

Kayley's knees were still bent and because of Paul's location, were nicely spread. This made her pouty little muffin split open in the most delicate of ways. Paul could see the two glistening, pink, flower petals of her sex, slightly protruding and ajar. Kayley's little brown clit hood poked out at the top of her slit. Her mound rose above the valley formed by her sunken tummy, surrounded by her protruding hip bones and rib cage.

From his angle, Paul could see that right under her little pink nipples was the slightest of bumps. It almost seemed that the two bumps were only shadows; but, something had to be casting the shadows! Paul smiled and turned his head a bit, yes, they were there! The nascent buds of Kayley's breasts were visible! Paul leaned forward and placed his lips on the left nipple. He sucked on it a little and felt the nip harden. He kissed it and pinched it with his lips.

Kayley was amazed at what Paul was doing to her! She had never felt anything like it before. She felt waves of pleasure moving out from her chest as he sucked, pinched, and nibbled on her little nipples. The novelty was genuine, she had never played with her nipples before and wasn't aware of their recent development. She found her breath was catching and she was moaning; moaning like she heard her mother one night when she listened at her parents' door.

For Paul, this was great! While Judy was fine, Kayley was hot! Even though a couple of years younger; Kayley outshone his next door neighbor. He eased off her tits and rolled to the side. He wanted to touch every square inch of her body! He started to molest Kayley in ways that filled his deepest, darkest thoughts. His hands were everywhere! He pushed a finger up her butt, he probed her pussy, being careful not break anything. He fondled her legs, her ass, her waist, her stomach. Once satisfied, he started using his mouth. He licked, kissed and sucked on every available inch of his young neighbor's body.

Paul was reeling. He forced himself to focus on Kayley's little nipples and her pussy. Much the same way he had got Judy off, he palmed down to Kayley's pussy and pressed his index finger in and along her slit. He latched his lips on Kayley's nipples and began to get to work. It didn't take long for Kayley to start to climb her little girl ladder to sexual climax.

She was breathing hard, her teeth clenched, she had an arm wrapped around Paul's neck and her hips were rolling and gyrating in time with his fondling of her pussy. Things accelerated rapidly for the little girl. The shots of pleasure running up and down her body were akin to what you might feel if you touched a nine-volt battery with your tongue; but instead, were body-wide pleasure. Kayley felt the jolts starting to come quicker; they were running into one another. She no longer jerked or panted; she tensed, arched and squealed.

Paul had moved his mouth from her nubs and watched the girl have her first orgasm. Paul thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen! He was also quite aware that his dick was as hard as it had ever been. He stood and quickly disrobed. Kayley watched him undress and found she couldn't take her eyes off his four and a half inch woody.

Kayley was amazed and curious about Paul's hard dick. She had never seen an older guy's dick before. She had played with her younger cousin a year back and his was just like this little tube hanging off him. What was in front of her now was something completely different. She sat up and looked up at Paul.

Reaching her hand out, "Can I ... can I touch it?"

"I was hoping you would. Go ahead, it won't bite."

Kayley giggled at that and placed the palm of her hand along the shaft of Paul's dick. She started by gently petting his dick. Paul reached down and positioned her hand so it was wrapped around his shaft.

"Now gently stroke my dick with your hand. No too fast, not too slow …"

Kayley giggled while starting to stroke Paul and cut him off, "Not too fast, not to slow … just right! Kind of like Little Red Riding Hood, huh?"

Kayley's hand felt so good that Paul had rolled his head back. He said, "Yessss, just like that … just like Little Red Riding Hood … God, that feels great!"

Kayley was pretty damn proud of herself. She had never touched a guy before and it was obvious that Paul really liked it! She only hoped that he liked it as much as she liked it when he touched her.

It didn't take Paul long before he knew he was about to shoot! He had already made Judy take him in her mouth and swallow everything, but Kayley was new to this. He considered shooting everything on her face but reconsidered.

He decided. "Kayley, lean back and let me shoot on your chest!"

Kayley moved in front of him more and asked, "Shoot? You're not going to pee on me!"

"No, no … something better … aaaaah … lean back a bit and point my dick at your chest!"

Kayley loved the way Paul sounded and looked! She leaned back and after two more strokes, she found out what he meant by "shoot!" And shoot he did! Paul's first load jetted out his dick and struck Kayley just below her neck. Kayley flinched and let out a cute little yelp of surprise. Before she settled back, Paul shot the largest load of his young life. It was like a two-part load, the first part landed just under the first load and, the second part oozed out his dick, covered her thumb and gooped down to her lap where it started to dribble down to her pussy.

Paul leaned forward and said, "Keep stroking me, stroke my juice out of me!"

Kayley kept stroking and Paul's eruptions subsided until he was finished. As Kayley stroked, more and more of Paul's cum dribbled onto her thumb. Once Paul was finished, Kayley still held his dick in her partially cum covered hand as she surveyed her cum-strewn body.

She looked up at Paul and smiled. "That was awesome! I've heard about stuff that comes out of guys dicks; but, I never in a ga-billion years would have imagined this!"

Paul gazed upon Kayley and her now crooked smile, her button nose, and soft features, she had let go of his dick and kind of had her hand suspended in the air."Kiss it, give my dick a kiss."

Kayley glanced at his dick and noticed there was still a little bit of his stuff leaking out. "There's still some …"

Paul cut her off, "Yeah, I know. Kiss my dick and lick that last bit off."

Kayley reached her head forward and kissed Paul's dick and in the process licked up the last pearls of cum hanging off the end. She made a face but didn't get upset. Paul could tell she was judging what she tasted.

"Suck your thumb, suck my stuff off it!"

Kayley looked up at him and started to say, "I don't …"

"I don't care, Kayley! Suck it off your thumb! If you're going to be a big girl and hang with me, you'll do what I say! You do what I say and you're really going to like me, don't do what I say and you'll hate yourself! Suck it, Kayley!"

Kayley had never disobeyed someone who was older and quite frankly, Paul was scaring her. She sucked his stuff off her thumb and then she licked whatever else was left on her hand. It really wasn't too bad, she kind of liked it.

She looked back at Paul, gave some thought about what to say and with a smile said, "You were right, it's not bad, I like it!"

Kayley convinced herself that Paul was right; she really didn't know what a big girl should do with a guy. She decided to make Paul happy and do as she was told. She reasoned if Paul was happy, she would be happy.

Paul was pleased, she would fall in line! Paul realized he was excited by the little quibble they just had. He knew he was getting hard again, and knew what he needed to do! Paul rose up and placed a knee on the couch next to the almost prone Kayley. His now hard dick was right in front of her face. Kayley couldn't take her eyes off it. She heard Paul telling her what to do.

"Kayley, kiss my dick. Kiss it all over … yes … yes, that's right … now lick it, lick it like it's a Popsicle. Yes … that's good … kiss and lick … mmmmmm."

Kayley, the good girl she was, did as she was told. She didn't find kissing and licking his dick to be all that bad. It was kind of fun. Without being told she started stroking him with her hand as well. Paul was moving his hips and it seemed like his dick was getting closer and closer to her face.

"Kayley, suck me, suck my dick"

Kayley didn't pause, instantly she sucked his hard pecker into her mouth and kept sucking.

"No, suck it in and then almost out of your mouth; like a fucking Popsicle!"

Kayley pulled off his dick and replied, "Hey! You don't have to swear at me!"

"Man, OK, I'm sorry … like a sweet, tasty, Popsicle! OK?"

Kayley was holding his dick in one hand, just inches from her mouth; she smiled and said, "Ok!" She turned back to his dick and sucked it in again. This time she worked a really nice mouth fuck on his dick. She followed his instructions as to how fast to go, when to kiss and lick it and when to suck him in deep. Kayley was being a very good girl and she knew it from the sounds Paul was making and how he caressed her head as she sucked his dick. She was really feeling like a big girl!

As Kayley enjoyed what she was doing, Paul enjoyed it more. As a matter of fact, he started to really enjoy it! He could feel it begin to build and knew that he was on the verge of unloading something big in little Kayley's mouth! He let out an urgent grunt and quickly pulled his dick from Kayley's mouth. His first load shot out his dick and landed squarely on the bridge of Kayley's nose. She flinched back, lifting her face away and started to say "Hey!" just as his second load hit just under her nose, with some making its way up her right nostril while the end of the shot went straight into her mouth.

Kayley's "Hey!" ended up a garbled mess of a sound. She reached for her face but didn't know what to do. Paul shot another load and this one hit her right in her mouth and down her lower lip to her chin. She closed her mouth and swallowed. She wiped away the cum that had splattered from the bridge of her nose to her eyes away and then squeezed her nose with her fingers.

Paul was jerking his dick and shaking the last of his cum out on her face and hands. Kayley didn't know what to do and then instinctively, she snorted the goo in her nose up and down her throat, swallowing her first nose-shot!

She wiped her hands on her chest and started to reach back to her face when Paul said, "Swallow it all, push it in your mouth and swallow it all!"

Kayley did as she was told. She wasn't sure about what had just happened but she wasn't hurt and didn't feel any worse than before. It was kind of fun she thought; but, she decided that the next time she would hold his dick and direct where he came.

Exhausted, Paul fell down on the couch next to her. He had his arm across her lap and slowly moved his hand to her pussy. He softly caressed her hairless muffin and gently said, "Kayley that was great! You're going to be the perfect girlfriend."

Kayley was thrilled! A girlfriend! She was going to be Paul's girlfriend!

Paul moved his hand up to her belly and rested it there. He looked at the cum covered girl and said, "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."

He gathered up their clothes and together the two naked kids walked hand-in-hand to the bathroom. Paul warmed a washcloth under the hot water and carefully cleaned Kayley of all the spunk on her body. He took the time to kiss her and tell her how beautiful and hot she was. Even though her ass wasn't at all soiled, he took time to clean it as well. Once done, the kids got dressed and went out to the kitchen.

"Paul? Am I'm going to be your girlfriend?"

"Maybe you'll be my secret girlfriend. My mom won't let me have any girlfriends for another two years, when I'm sixteen. We'll still have to be a secret because she says that any girl I date must be my age. So, we'll have to wait longer."

Now, Paul was lying through his teeth, but Kayley didn't know that. She sat on a kitchen chair and pouted. She knew her parents wouldn't let her have a boyfriend for many years, so maybe Paul was right. Paul was usually right anyway, he was so smart! Kayley decided that they had to keep everything a secret.

Kayley stood up and put her arms around Paul's neck and said, "I understand. My parents wouldn't like this either. This is our secret!"

Kayley gave Paul what she thought was the sexiest kiss imaginable and then told him she had to get home. Paul stood in the driveway and watched the ten-year-old girl in the yellow sundress walk away. Paul smiled; glancing next door, he wondered when Judy would be getting home from day camp.

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In February, Kayley's father was promoted at work but it required moving all the way to Rhode Island. Kayley was really hurting over having to leave Paul. Paul comforted and consoled her, convincing her that she would have a new boyfriend in no time at all. At first, she didn't want to hear about any new boyfriends, but Paul reminded her that he was always right and she needed to do as he said. Kayley did and the Metzgers moved from the neighborhood in early April.

The day the Metzgers moved, was the day Judy planned to give herself to Paul. He was in his backyard after dinner, not really doing anything when Judy appeared at the fence.

"Whatcha doin' Paul? Mooning over your little lost girlfriend?"

He didn't turn to look at her but replied, "I kind of liked the kid, and I'll miss her."

Paul turned and looked at Judy; she looked very pretty in the fading light of the day. Her blonde hair seemed to glow and she just looked good enough to eat.

Judy replied, "Yeah, she was nice, anyway, is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

Paul walked to the fence and reached for the little girl. Happy, Judy hopped up as Paul hoisted her up and over the fence. She was wearing a plain dress which folded up as he set on the ground, exposing her simple white panties. Paul quickly reached under her dress and grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her into him. Judy reacted by throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him with all her might.

Paul felt passion rise up from within like never before. He lifted Judy and arranged her legs around his waist. She responded by hiking herself into him and pressing her pussy hard into his waist. She shifted taller in his arms and started to hump on him. Paul quickly moved over to the arbor where they couldn't be seen. He fell to his knees without breaking their kiss. Paul still had an ass cheek in each hand and started to pull Judy in tighter as she humped on him.

Paul tried to position his now hard cock so it would rub up against Judy's crotch but was having no luck. Starting to feel a touch frustrated, he bent forward and put Judy on her back under him. As he sat up, he roughly pulled Judy's panties off her. Paul paused and looked down at little Judy. She was panting and her dress was up around her waist. Her legs were spread and her moist pussy lewdly exposed. Paul wasn't thinking anymore, he simply reacted.

He quickly undid his shorts and pulled them and his briefs down to his knees. He practically fell forward on to Judy and started to wriggle his hips as he searched for her pussy with his dick.

Although in a state of heightened sexual arousal, Judy knew what was happening. "Paul! No! No, not like …"

Paul felt his dick hit the money spot and started to roll his hips into position. Judy was telling him "No" and to "Stop" but he didn't give a fuck. He snatched up her panties on the ground and shoved them in her mouth.

"Shut the fuck up you little slut! Just keep … (the head of his dick seemed to get caught on something) … your … (he pushed, he felt Judy give way, he heard her muffled cry through the panties) mouth shut! His cock pushed into Judy's tight, virgin cunt! He felt her hit him in the sides with her little fists but, her efforts were to no avail. Paul started to hump Judy, going faster and deeper with every thrust.

Judy's sounds turned from yells to sobs as Paul raped the little girl. He was fully on and in her. His head was next to and just above her head. His hips rhythmically propelled his cock into her hot, tight, cunt. Paul had given into his most basic and depraved animal desires. Judy stopped sobbing and just turned her head away from Paul as he fucked her. He didn't last long, it seemed like forever to Judy, but only seconds to Paul, about a minute after he started, he was unloading all he had into her abused, violated cunt.

Paul started to slow down and Judy began to softly cry. Guilt and regret began to enter Paul's feelings. He knew what he had just done was gravely wrong and there was no way around it. He tried; he started to tell Judy that he was sorry; he lost his mind, that she was just so hot he couldn't help himself. He tried to say whatever he could think of.

Judy pushed him off her and said, "You're an asshole! I would have let you fuck me! Fuck you, Paul! Fuck you! I … would-a … let you …."

She stood, grabbed her panties and pulled her dress down. She looked at Paul with genuine hatred.

Paul got on his knees in front of her; he looked at her and sobbed, "Please please, forgive me. I've sinned ..."

Judy paused, she felt Paul's cum messing her crotch and knew it would soon be running down her legs. She folded her panties and wedged them against her pussy between her thighs and awkwardly walked out of the yard and around back to her house. She was able to get downstairs to the third bathroom and get herself cleaned up in time to kiss her mom and dad good night and head up to bed.

Judy lay in bed thinking; thinking about how she was damned. The Minister had preached about sin, preached about evil women who condemned men and themselves because they gave into sinful ways. Judy knew she was damned; damned as a slattern! She had caused Paul to be damned as well.

She thought, 'If hell was hell and they both were there, they would never be allowed to be together … and that would be hell.' Judy rolled over, not knowing what to think. 'If I'm damned, and Paul is damned, then we can do whatever we want and it won't matter!' Judy rolled to her stomach, placed her hand down to her pussy and smiled as she started to play with herself.

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