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#Abuse #Exhibitionist #Tween
By stoneshen
I’d known Sarah for about 7 months now. She wasn’t a bad looking woman, very slim, almost childish body with very small tits. She was 22 and had an 8 year old son, David, who shared her small 2 bedroom council flat with her. She had long, mousy brown hair framing a heart-shaped face with a snub nose, blue eyes and a mouth that looked like it rarely smiled. Not unattractive, but she had a downtrodden, defeated air about her. She drank far too much, smoked too much weed and was known as the local bike when she was off her head: she’d spread her legs for pretty much anybody. Her flat was run down and furnished largely with other people’s cast offs, 10 years out of date and looked every month of it.
I worked around the country but had increasingly found myself in her part of West London over the past few months. I knew she was just a white trash drunk but I didn’t care: I wasn’t doing anything else. I’d been staying with her for the last few weeks – it was cheaper than a hotel and there was no guarantee of a fuck in a hotel. And Sarah did like to fuck. Put some Stella Artois, vodka or wine in her and she was just a slut. The trick was to not put too much in her because either she’d fall asleep or she’d try and cause a fight. I know they say don’t fuck crazy, but it fucks good.
Anyway, one night we were going to the pub. David had a schoolfriend around from Primary school, a girl called Carol. Carol was almost 11, but very large for her age: as tall as Sarah at around 5′, bobbed blonde hair and blue eyes and a body that strained her school uniform to breaking point. She was quite a chubby girl – not really fat, but certainly not thing, a good coating of puppy fat. Perhaps because of this, her breasts were sprouting visibly – still just little mounds rather than anything more shapely, but visibly there.
So, we left Carol and David at home and took ourselves to the pub. Carol was a frequent visitor as her parents were even worse drunks than Sarah. Worse, in fact, as they treated her so badly when they were drunk. There was nothing unusual about leaving her there. Sarah and myself had a few; well, I had a few, Sarah had twice a few and was really quite drunk quite early. By 8, I was helping her stagger back to her flat, and we passed Carol on the stairs on her way back home: she smiled at Sarah’s drunken state as she called ‘hello’ to us.
We got to Sarah’s flat and let ourselves in. I stuck my head around David’s bedroom door and he was fast asleep on his bed, so I pulled the door closed and went to the living room where Sarah had got some beers out of the fridge and was busy downing one on the couch. I rolled up a joint and sparked it up, taking several tokes before passing it to Sarah.
Half an hour later, we’re on the vodka. Sarah is incoherently drunk and stoned off her face while I’m just drunk and stoned. Her blouse is undone and she has her little tits out, the nipples stiff and erect. Her jeans are gone and her panties pulled to one side, her weight holding a vibrator in her sodden cunt as she rubs her own clit. I’m standing in front of her completely naked, my hard 6″ cock in her mouth, my hands holding her hair in bunches as I fuck her drunken face. Her hand moves ever faster across her clit, and she pulls her head free from my prick.
“Fuck your babies into me, fuck me now”, she moaned drunkenly, her voice both sexual and slurred as she lifted up her arse allowing the vibrator to slide almost out, “Fill me up with spunk”.
I knelt down between her legs, my straining cockhead rubbing against her wet slit. She groaned and her hand sped up yet more on her clit as her legs closed around my waist, pulling me into her. I drove all the way in, her ankles crossing to hold me in as her back arched, her legs pulling me in tighter and tighter as a long, slowly loudening groan escaped her lips. I felt her pussy twitch and contract around my cock as she began to cum, a stream of pussy fluids escaping in a rush from her as I felt it run down my balls. Her groan grew to a scream as she came, and I was just about to begin pistoning into her to make her come again when there was an urgent knock on the front door. I paused, briefly distracted, the cum churning in my balls and my own relief desperately needed, the twitches in Sarah’s pussy slowing, her hand moving away from her clitoris and then the knock sounded again. I knew her well enough to know that if I didn’t keep fucking her, she’d pass out from the alcohol and drugs very quickly. I was prepared to ignore the door when I heard the letterbox move and Carol’s voice shakily calling for Sarah or me. Sarah slumped backwards on the couch, spent, her blouse open and her tits exposed, her panties pulled to one side and obviously soaking wet as were her thighs, the vibrator still buzzing where it had been dropped. I had little choice but to get up and go to the door.
I was in the hallway before I realised I was about to open the door to a 10 year old naked, my hard cock sticking straight out in front of me and glistening wetly with Sarah’s pussy juices so I ducked into the bathroom and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around me as I opened the front door and asked “What’s up, Carol?”.
She was stood there in her nightie and slippers with just a school cardigan around her shoulders. “Mum and Dad are fighting again, can I stay here?” she asked, her eyes flickering downwards towards my groin area. I followed her line of sight and realised I’d picked up a light towel and my erection was lifting it up, obvious to the little girl and to anybody else who came along the walkway. I ushered her in and she walked straight into the living room where Sarah’s nakedness was exposed to her, the empty beer cans and half empty vodka and coke bottles, a joint smouldering in the ashtray and an overwhelming smell of sex. Sarah was passed out, legs spread, panties pulled to one side of her glistening cunt, unbuttoned blouse exposing her small tits, and I knew she wouldn’t wake up until morning unless I started fucking her while she was asleep: she liked waking up to that.
“Look, sorry Carol, take a seat and I’ll take Sarah to bed. Grab a drink”, I said as I reached down and scooped Sarah up in my arms. Carol picked up Sarah’s vodka and coke as I adjusted my grip on Sarah: I was about to say something when I felt the towel I was wearing slip, the brief weight as it caught on my still erect cock before it fell around my ankles, my hard on bouncing upwards. Carol’s eyes were drawn towards it and she stared in surprise, her mouth a little round ‘o’ as she gasped at the sight. I stood there for a couple of seconds too long, enjoying seeing the effect on a little girl of me being exposed before her before carrying Sarah through to her bedroom and putting her in bed.
I thought about finding a pair of shorts to wear, but if the truth be told I had enjoyed exposing myself to Carol. Perhaps if I were sober I would have got the shorts anyway, but as I was drunk I just walked back to the living room naked, my cock and thighs glistening wetly with Sarah’s juices, my cock bobbing in front of me as I walked.
Carol had removed her cardigan and was sat at one end of the couch when I walked in, a stream of smoke escaping from her mouth. “I smoked some of your cigarette, I hope you don’t mind”, she said. I knew she knew damn well that it was a spliff and not a cigarette but I said nothing as I picked the towel up off the floor and wrapped it around me, sitting at the other end of the couch and making sure it did little to hide my turned-on state. I motioned for her to pass it to me and she did, her eyes fixed on my lap and the obvious and barely covered bulge, her other hand grabbing Sarah’s drink and draining it.
“Do you want to pour us some more?” I asked, taking another long toke as she poured two large vodka and cokes into the empty glasses. She handed one to me and as she sat down I asked “What’s that noise” as I became aware of a buzzing sound. She reached down and picked up Sarah’s vibrator off the floor, turning it off with a practised motion before realising it was soaking wet, putting it down and rubbing her wet hands on her nighty. I passed her the roach back, and sat back into the corner of the sofa, one leg along it, knowing she could see my cock under the towel and enjoying the exhibitionism of it, the fact that she was only 10 making it even more horny. I asked her what had happened and she explained – the usual, her parents were off their face and arguing, then trying to drag her into it and she’d fled as she’d done before to here.
She leaned back so she was sitting the same as me, her knee raised against the back of the sofa, her little white cotton panties on display, her right foot against my left leg. Her nightie had a ‘My Little Pony’ figure on it and was too tight for her, pulled taught across her growing chest exposing an impressive set of nipples poking stiffly against it above her little tits. I say little, but she was actually bigger than Sarah I realised as I stared openly at them. She was staring pretty openly under my towel at my erect cock, so fair do’s.
“I hope I didn’t interupt anything by coming around”, Sarah said. I looked up and met her eyes. I winked and smiled.
“No, we were just fucking”, I replied. She giggled and blushed.”She was pretty pissed anyway”. Our gaze remained locked for a second and then I deliberately ran my eyes slowly down her body. I knew she knew I was eyeing her up. My eyes ran over her little tits, the nipples seemingly even stiffer now, and then down to her panties: they hadn’t of course changed except for the little wet spot which had appeared between her legs.
“What are you looking at?”, she asked with a laugh, making no effort to cover herself.
“The same as you, I guess. I like what I see, how about you?”, I said as I passed the joint back to the little girl. She blushed deeper as she took it, inhaling deeply before shyly saying, “Yeah”.
I lifted my ass off the sofa and pulled the towel away, exposing my erect cock to this 10 year old kid who’d fled here because she was being abused. I didn’t care about that. “Better view?”, I asked.
She nodded wordlessly and took another deep toke on the spliff. She was staring at my cock, which stood upright in front of her, the shaft, head and my thighs still wet from Sarah’s earlier cum. I was so hard I was in danger of cumming without doing anything. I ogled her body shamelessly, her large nipples seeming even harder and the damp spot on her panties between her legs was growing larger. I looked up and saw her watching me staring at her most intimate part: she spread her legs even further apart and a slight moan escaped from her lips.
I reached forward and ran a finger across her wet patch, up her little slit. She shuddered and made a small mewling sound, like a little kitten. I slid my finger into the top of her panties and reached with my other hand to do the same with the other side. I tugged them downwards and without a word she lifted her ass off the couch and allowed me to slide them off, exposing her pussy to me. It was smooth with just a few hairs spouting above it, her pussy lips distended and shining damply, her little clit protruding at the top of her slit. I dropped her panties on the floor and immediately rubbed it gently. She moaned again; I ran my finger down between her lips, feeling how wet this little girl was. My middle finger ran down the centre of her cunt and then curled up inside her. She was absolutely soaking. Whether she was a virgin I didn’t know, but she had no hymen. She gasped, pushing herself down on my hand, her back arching off the couch as I pushed my finger into her, rubbing her little immature g-spot. I pushed another finger into her as I leant forward, putting my face between her legs, my tongue circling her red, hard clit as I fingered her, my face soaked from her wetness. I felt her little hands on the back of my head pushing me onto her as her hips rose to meet my mouth. Her juices flowed out of her over my hand – I don’t think I’ve ever had a wetter woman, and this one was only 10! Her legs clasped around my neck and she grunted as she forced herself on my face, her rhythm increasing until with a cry she pulled me tight to her, a flood of her juices soaking my face and hands as she came over me. I drank her juices down, there’s nothing quite so sweet as little girl cum.
I felt her muscles relax, the grip of her thighs around my neck relaxing, her hands easing on pushing my face into her pussy. I moved back onto the sofa and pulled her onto me, my now aching cock pushed against the wet mess that was her pussy, my hands lifting her little girl nightie over her head. I pulled her towards me, our lips meeting, opening, our tongues fighting with each other. Her thighs began to move against mine, my hard cock pressed up against her wet cunt, sliding easily as she rocked on it, gasping as her clit was poked by it.
I couldn’t wait any more. I was desperate to come. Stoned, drunk, I’d already had Sarah cum on my cock without relief, and little Carol had come in my face – it was my turn and I didn’t care that she was only 10! I lifted her little butt up with my hands and lined my cock up with her dripping hole. I lowered her on to me, piercing her soaking pussy with my engorged cock. She wasn’t a small girl and despite her youth I slid straight into her, my 6″ going all the way in, filling her. She gasped and leant back, her hands finding my knees, her head thrown back, her blonde hair handing down her back as she rode my cock. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sexier sight, her little girl tits and nipples on display, her legs spread around my cock. I ran my hands over her body, one caressing her pre-teen tits and then pinching gently on her nipples, the other rubbing her clitoris. I could feel her pussy tighten around me as she came again and I thrust up into her, my balls desperate to empty themselves into her pre-teen womb. She shuddered, a long, low groan escaping her mouth as I felt her clamp in my cock, driving herself down. My hips rose to meet her thrust and I felt my cock twitch deep inside her, my balls churned and then I came as I felt another flood of her pussy juice escape her hole, running down my balls, soaking me. I don’t know how many ropes of spunk I shot into her, they seemed unending and she met every thrust, every twitch of my cock with a grind of her cunt onto it and she moaned her way through another orgasm. Eventually I was done. Empty. I flopped back onto the sofa, spent, and looked down to where we remained joined together. My spunk had overflowed her hole, oozing out of her to mix with her copious juices. I looked up and she was completely done, her head resting on her chest. I pulled her towards me and she hugged me. We kissed deeply and she told me she loved me. We continued to hug, my cock still buried inside her and eventually the weed and the alcohol took over and we both fell asleep like that, our arms around each other, my cock inside her.
It must have been a couple of hours later that I woke up and found us in the same position. I eased her off me, a soft ‘plop’ as my cock slipped out of her, a vague sound of disappointment from her sleeping form. I laid her on the couch and found a spare comforter to cover her with before turning off the lights and getting in to bed with Sarah. My cock, balls and thighs were still wet with a mixture of her and Carol’s juices, but I knew the sticky mess would have more or less dried by the morning.
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By stoneshen
#Abuse #Exhibitionist #Tween
