Betsy couldn’t keep from humming happily to herself as she twisted and turned under the soothing sting of her shower. The naked little twelve-year-old smiled and paused long enough to press the flat of her soapy palm against the firm mound of her hairless sex.
It was nice, the slender brunette whispered to herself. He’s sooo big! I though that he would tear me in half! Betsy shivered when her bruised vulva began to tingle and grew warm in response to the pressure. Rufus hadn’t torn her in half. Betsy was amazed and a little awed when she realized how easily her elastic little love sleeve had stretched to swallow all of Rufus’ big cock.
I shouldn’t think like that, the little girl told herself. Hurriedly Betsy turned off the shower and hopped out. I’m going to get into trouble. There’s no way that I can do what Mr. Simpson wants me to do and not get into trouble! Betsy wished that she could sit down with her mother and tell her what had happened, she needed someone to talk to, but she didn’t dare tell Julia.
Besides, she’s in her room with, Dave. She doesn’t care about what happens to me! It hurt when she admitted it to herself, but Betsy realized it was the truth. I never knew her, all this time and I never really knew my own mother!
Betsy thought about the soft, vacant look she noticed in Julia’s eyes lately and she realized how her beautiful mother had let the house slide, how she ignored everything but Mr. Dave Henry and his big, long cock! Part of the girl understood, part of her knew what it was like to let herself be ruled by a throbbing penis. But even then, she knew that it was dangerous and wrong.
Betsy was looking in the mirror, combing her wet hair when the door to the bathroom swung open. The lovely little girl saw a large, hairy hand push the door. She squeaked as she dove sideways and grabbed a large towel! The pretty little girl stood, wide-eyed, her slender body hid behind the towel when Dave Henry stalked into her room.
Betsy expected the handsome man to see her, mumble an apology and then hurry out of the room, but he surprised and frightened her by doing exactly the opposite.
“Ohhhh? You finally came home, eh? Your mother called the theater earlier and they told her that you left this afternoon.” Dave Henry grinned at her and leaned against the edge of the washbasin.
For the first time, Betsy saw that all he wore was a pair of underwear shorts.
The handsome man caught the direction of the frightened little girl’s glance and grinned. He made no effort to hide the open fly of the shorts so that she wouldn’t be forced to look at his thick, dark pubic hair.
“I think that it’s time that you and I had a little talk, honey,” the big man murmured. When Dave pushed away from the sink and tried to stand upright, Betsy saw him stagger slightly and realized that he’d been drinking. “Yeah, you and I should get to know each other better!”
He made no move to touch her but just the same Betsy could feel his hot eyes burning through the towel that she held. She shivered as she waited.
Dave grinned at her and scratched his belly. In the process, he managed to push the waistband of his shorts even lower around his waist. “I’ve sorta… moved in here. I’m paying the rent and most of the bills so I think that you should know where I stand.”
Betsy hadn’t realized how close the man was until he reached out and caught the edge of her towel between his fingers. Before the startled little girl could catch it, the grinning man jerked at the towel and left her standing naked and defenseless before him!
“Ooooo,” Betsy breathed in a shocked little tone. “I… don’t look at me like that!”
Dave just grinned again and motioned for her to come to him.
Betsy didn’t want to do it, but the heated, fever-bright look in Dave’s eyes seemed to compel her and slowly the naked child moved close enough for the man to catch her arm.
“I like to look at you, honey,” the handsome man sighed as he let his eyes rove over her slim, glistening body. “That’s part of our deal. Your poor mother knows that she can’t handle things alone, so she decided to let me take over.”
The handsome man’s tone hardened and Betsy squealed softly when his strong fingers closed around her arm.
“That includes you! Whether Julia knows it or not! You go with the place, honey, and the sooner you understand that, the better!”
He didn’t give her a chance. Before Betsy could respond to what was happening the smiling man had drawn her up against his warm body and his free hand was tilting her head upward. A fleshy pair of lips dosed over her own and the naked twelve-year-old felt the newly awakened desires inside her flicker back to life.
“Please… Mother will… Oooooo!” Betsy tried to push away from the warm circle of Dave’s strong arm but before she could the man’s fingers found the already stiff nub of her small nipple and pulled at it. The lovely pleasure sensation that shot through her numbed the shaken little girl and left her soft and pliant in the man’s grip.
“Your mother? Don’t worry about Julia, honey. I’ve got your mother under control, you don’t have to worry about what she’ll do or say about us!”
She heard the words, but Betsy still wasn’t convinced. She tried to wiggle free of the handsome man’s grip while she shook her head. “Please, I’m afraid of you. You’re… too big, a man… I couldn’t…”
Betsy had no chance to finish her feeble protest.
“You bet your ass I’m a man, baby!” Dave chuckled. He took one of Betsy’s hands in his and boldly pressed it against the front of his shorts.
The little girl heard herself sigh and felt her thighs begin to tremble. She could feel the steel and gristle of his lovely prick stir under her palm.
“You’re still hung up about your mama, aren’t you?” Dave laughed this time. “Come with me. I’ll show you how concerned your darling mama is about you and what you’re doing!”
They were out the door and heading down the hallway toward her mother’s room before Betsy could even think of a protest. Dave made no effort to be quiet or mask their approach to her mother’s bedroom door.
Betsy felt a wild, unreasoning surge of excitement burst through her veins and knew that the delicate tissues of her sex were growing hot and filling with the hot blood of excitement as she watched his hand turn the knob and push open the door to her mother’s bedroom.
“Look at her! That’s your mother,” the drunken man whispered in Betsy’s ear. “Look at that sloppy cunt and see her for what she really is!”
Betsy shook and trembled. She tried to turn her eyes away from what she saw but nothing, no impulse that she could call forward, could give her the strength to ignore the scene that lay before her.
Mama… Ohhhhh, my God Mama… the naked little girl moaned to herself. Look what he’s done to you… ohhhh, look what he’s turned you into. Oooohh, Julia, what am I going to do?
Betsy felt as if she was staring deep into her worst nightmare. The trembling little girl stared into her mother’s darkened bedroom and settled even deeper into the big man’s embrace when her mind digested what she was seeing.
Julia lay sprawled on her rumpled bed. Betsy saw it all at once. No obscene detail escaped her bright, seeking eye. The shaken little girl’s mother lay with her smooth, rounded thighs spread wide, her naked body glowed in the light that streamed in through the open door.
From the slow, even way that Julia breathed, Betsy knew that her mother was sleeping. Despite the shock and embarrassment that Betsy felt, the lovely child couldn’t tear her gaze away from the lewd sight of her mother as she lay sleeping contentedly while a thin trail of cum oozed out of her red and abused-looking sex and out of the corner of her mouth at the same time!
“Your mother sucks a mean cock,” Dave Henry whispered softly in Betsy’s ear. “Can you do that? Can you suck on a hard dick until it gives you its hot, slick juice to drink?”
For the first time in her life Betsy hated herself! The lovely child stared at her mother as she lay defiled and covered with the signs of her lewd behavior and realized that she was jealous!
A sudden and shocking truth invaded the little girl’s mind and she understood. Fucking wasn’t so bad, it was the reason and the feeling that was invoked that could make it bad and nasty. The loving was good, it was something everyone needed. It was the hate and the shame that turned it bad!
Betsy was still caught up in the wonder of her revelation and she made no effort to escape when the big man beside her tightened his grip on her shoulder and turned her away from the door.
“If I pay the bills and take on the responsibility of this house, then I get all the prizes too,” the big man whispered in Betsy’s ear.
The lovely little brunette knew exactly what he was saying to her and as awful and obscene as it was, she knew that it was the truth!
“If I pay your way, baby, I have the right to use you any way that I want!”
Her tight little love sheath was already squirting thick dribbles of love lube down over the fat, velvet-smooth lips of her baby cunt and Betsy was glad that Dave had bent and picked her up because she was certain that she would have collapsed on the floor if he hadn’t.
The door to her bedroom swung open and Dave didn’t hesitate as he headed for Betsy’s bed. The lovely little girl knew it was wrong. She knew that, but the feel of the man’s warm body, and the knowledge that soon she would feel the hot, powerful surge of his erection filling her killed any shame and resistance that might have grown up inside her.
“Jesus but you’re lovely.” Dave breathed softly as he knelt beside her bed and stared at Betsy’s slim, naked body. “I’ve never seen anyone so pretty…”
Betsy didn’t have to answer him, the beautiful little girl felt Dave’s lips moving down over her ribs and then to the velvet-smooth planes of her gently rounded belly.
Betsy gasped and dug her heels into the cover of her bed when she felt Dave’s wet tongue glide over her belly and then move down to the deliciously sensitive spot where her slim thigh met and joined her body. The twelve-year-old moaned, her fingers dug into the man’s thick, curly hair and pulled, dragging his lips closer to her glowing flesh.
“Do you like me, honey? Do I turn you on?” Dave’s questions burned and clawed at her but Betsy couldn’t make her lips respond and the words of encouragement and agreement were caught deep inside her.
She felt the hard rasp of his beard against her butter-soft inner thighs and whimpered when she felt Mr. Henry’s strong tongue slither between the folds of her hairless slit and bathe the firm little knot of her clitoris in his warm saliva.
“Annnggghhh.” The naked child sighed as she spread her slender, just-washed thighs wide so that the man could burrow his head even deeper between her thighs and fasten his lips around the small knob of her pleasure button. “Awwwwuugh, yesss! Ohhh, Mr. Henry, you’re the bossss, you can have whatever you want!”
She was on the trembling verge of her orgasm when the man pulled his gleaming lips away from the soft flesh of her pussy and his hands gripped her thighs. Betsy moaned unhappily and wiggled her naked body as she was roughly turned over and a thick pillow was shoved beneath her churning belly.
“That’s right, baby,” Dave Henry moaned as he pulled Betsy up to her hands and knees. “I’m the man! I’m the one who has to pay so I’m the one who takes what he wants!”
The naked child trembled and shook when she felt the handsome man move behind her. He’d paused long enough to shuck off his shorts and now his naked, pulsating prick lay nestled between the saucy, upturned cheeks of her firm little ass.
“Ohhhh,” Betsy sighed. The lovely little girl shivered and pulled her naked body into a fetal portion. She could feel the fat knob of Dave Henry’s member move up and down the crack of her splayed buttock cheeks. The head of the penis was leaking and the lovely child could feel the path it took as Mr. Henry’s love lube cooled and dried on her flesh.
The taut head of the prick hesitated for a split second at the puckered little opening of her anus. Betsy gasped and shuddered when she felt its heated pressure. Then, when the lovely little twelve-year-old was about to moan with fear, the threatening knob moved on and forced its way between the tight folds of her pussy and found its already open mouth.
“Unnnngggg,” Betsy moaned softly as she was drawn back to meet the panting man’s stiff probe. The pretty little child gasped and wiggled her slim hips, helping the long pole of meat glide over the thick flow of love juice that was squirting out of her and fill the aching void inside her trembling belly. “That feels nice, Mr… Dave. I… love it!”
Dave Henry’s strong arms tightened around her and the palms of his big hands closed over the glowing, sensitive buds of Betsy’s budding little tits.
When Betsy whispered to him the delighted little brunette felt his hardon twitch and grow even larger, pulling the open oval of her small sex even wider in order that she could accept even more of him.
“You’re tight,” the handsome man moaned in Betsy’s ear. “You feel slick and tight! Who opened you up, baby? I was sure you’d be a virgin. Who popped your cherry and taught you how to fuck, little girl?”
His questions embarrassed and excited Betsy at the same time. She knew she could never tell him, but when she thought about the others, those other big, throbbing cocks that had opened her before, a delightful ripple of pleasure raced through her, leaving her tingling from head to toe!
“I know one place where no one else has been,” Dave muttered in her ear. For a moment Betsy didn’t know what he was saying to her, but when one of his warm hands left a breast and pressed down between their bodies, she knew what he meant!
The hard little cheeks of Betsy’s ass were pried apart. The naked little girl twitched and a small moan of anticipation leaked out of her open mouth.
“No one has had a cock in your tight little asshole, have they? No one has ever felt this small, brown Twinkie suck tight around them, have they, you greedy little cunt?”
“Ooooo, you’re hurting me,” Betsy squealed softly when the man’s stiff finger, wet in her own juices, popped past her tight sphincter and began to wiggle in the pulsating grip of her rectum. “Noooooo, no one ever did that to me… unnnngggghhhh!!”
She knew, the moment that she heard Dave Henry chuckle and felt his long, piston smooth cock buck in her belly, Betsy knew what he was going to do to her! Obscene, frightening and exciting memories how her mother looked as she bucked and squealed under the pressure of this man’s big cock assaulted her and Betsy didn’t know if she wanted to scream or beg for mercy!
Betsy moaned and shook. The naked little girl desperately clamped down on the fat cock that was moving inside of her. If she could make him cum now she wouldn’t have to let him… do that to her!
But the big man was in complete control of the situation. He groaned as the child’s tight sheath pulled and milked at his big cock, but he gave no sign that he couldn’t hold back.
Betsy’s last hope died when she felt another fat finger force its way into her and lay wriggling beside the other in the hot, sucking grip of her forbidden asshole!
“I want your cherry, honey,” Dave grated in Betsy’s ear. “I’m going to fuck your tight little ass and you’re going to yell but you’ll love it!”
There was nothing she could do, Betsy knew it. Cold, numbing fear immobilized her and the naked little girl couldn’t resist when she felt Dave slowly begin to pull his thick wedge of flesh out of her clinging, silken pussy. A finger tip found, then pressed hard against her tiny clitoris as the big tube of flesh left her and Betsy was reduced to a shuddering, moaning orgasm.
“Uhuuuuuooo, don’t… please, you’ll hurt me,” Betsy managed to whisper as the lube slick head of Dave’s big prick slid up and down between the firm little cheeks of her ass, wetting and lubricating the crease.
“Shhhhhh, don’t worry,” Dave hissed in her ear. At the same moment the man’s finger began a wobbling, circular motion around her stiff clit.
The little girl gasped and wiggled, helpless in the grip of her animal pleasures.
“I won’t hurt you too much. Just relax, baby, and let it happen! You’re going to learn to love my cock in your ass!!”
A core-deep shudder grew up in Betsy when the frightened little girl felt the greasy knob of Dave Henry’s cock find the place where his fingers twisted and pulled inside of her. The fingers pulled away, leaving her wrinkled little rosebud feeling stretched and empty, almost longing to feel his frightening pole fill that new emptiness that she felt.
“Ohhhhhh, pretty little baby,” Dave moaned as he pressed his muscular man’s body against her.
Betsy felt the hair on his chest brush against the sharp planes of her shoulder blades and sighed when she felt his scratchy pubic hairs scrub against the moon shaped cheeks of her bottom.
“Awwwuuuggghhhh,” the naked little girl groaned when the lube-coated head of Dave’s prick found the center of her ass and pressed in. The lovely child’s toes splayed wide, her supple back arched but she didn’t try to escape the pressure.
Betsy shivered, she could feel the delicate flesh of her anal passage give under the pressure of the cock that was trying to force entrance.
“Owwwwww,” the naked child moaned softly, as she wriggled and shook under the implacable force of Dave’s cock.
“Relax, honey,” the handsome man whispered in her ear before he kissed it. “It’s going to be good. I can feel it. It’s going to be wonderful!”
“Oooooggghhh, it… hurts,” Betsy moaned in response as the slippery cock moved forward a fraction of an inch and forced the puckered oval of her virgin anus to part. “Awwwwwuuuuuggghhh, ooooohhhh, Mr. Dave!!”
She felt torn and violated when the mushroom shaped head of her mother’s lover’s prick oozed out past the weakened muscle of her sphincter and dipped its taut head in the hot, moist mystery of her rectal canal.
“Aaaaaaggghhh!!! Oooooo, my God!!” She couldn’t believe what was happening! Betsy shook and twisted as the awful penetration was completed. The naked little girl wanted to pull away from the cock, but when she moved forward the man’s finger would press hard against her clit and she couldn’t stop herself as she rammed her stuffed, smarting ass back to meet the post of meat that was filling her.
“Ooooo, baby! It’s good,” Dave moaned in Betsy’s ear.
The lovely little girl whispered and muttered as her slim thighs were forced open and another two fat inches of cock were sent into the moist, clinging grip of her virginal rectum.
Betsy could feel the flanged head of the man’s big prick as it slowly forced its way into her. The naked little girl whimpered and shook. A long string of muttered, mumbled words squirted out of her open mouth as Dave Henry’s bloated cock filled her. Betsy lost all ability to resist.
“Ooooohhhh, it hurts,” the lovely child moaned as she slowly revolved her slim, boyish hips and made the burning ring of her tight anus slip and kiss around the awful girth of the invader that filled her ass. “Unnnnnggghhhhh, Dave… ohhhh!!”
It was terrible and disgusting but no matter how hard she tried to ignore what was happening inside of her, the lovely little girl could feel a small glowing coal of pleasure ignite amid the pain.
Dave groaned happily as he felt Betsy’s tight little ass pucker close around him. His strong fingers moved up and down her curved spine. The fingers found the little girl’s sensitive nerve endings and secret places, leaving her gasping and writhing with desire as they passed.
The massive cock in her bottom thrust again and Betsy knew that she had it all because Dave’s big balls were resting heavily against the pouting, empty lips of her sex. The lovely twelve-year-old’s muscles pulled taut and she rocked backward, helping her tormentor make his fleshy probe squirm and twist in her ravaged anus.
“I’ve got you,” Dave muttered as he pulled back, dragging a few inches of his lube slick prick out of the frantic grip of Betsy’s glowing anal passage. “I can feel you! I know that you like it and I’m going to see to it that you get all the cock that you need!!”
It was dirty and mean, but Betsy loved it! The naked child shivered and forced her bottom to dance and wiggle around the fat prick that had opened her. Dave’s voice sounded harsh and exciting in her ear as he pressed forward again. Betsy felt the prick fill her and groaned as the sickeningly sweet surge of perverted pleasure washed through her.
“Think of it! You and your mother! I’ll fuck the shit out of both of you. She loved it, kid. Did you hear me? Your mother loves my cock. She’ll do what I tell her because she won’t get any more if she doesn’t!!”
Betsy was gasping and jerking. The pain had faded and all she could feel was the hot, liquid feel of the man’s big dong as it sluiced in and out of her clinging rectum.
“I could make her take care of you. Would you like that, baby? How would you like it if I had her in here right now and she was sucking that wet little pussy of yours?”
Betsy gasped. Her heart stopped beating and she felt the hot surge of lust bite and nibble at her enlarged, pebble-hard clitoris. The shaken little girl imagined her lovely mother with her head between her splayed thighs and came!!
“Oooooo!!! I… aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!!” Betsy just couldn’t stand it. Deep in the back of her mind she knew that she couldn’t let it happen, but the image of her mother’s soft lips pulling and kissing her pussy inflamed her and she surrendered to the lovely ripples of her orgasm. “Unnnnggghhhh don’t say that… that’s… awwwwuuugghhhh!!”
Dave’s pace had picked up. Betsy squealed and shook as his lubricated cock shoved in and out of her. Then the naked child felt the prick in her guts stiffen and then jerk. A warm gushing sensation filled Betsy and the delighted little girl felt her mother’s lover send the hot flush of his hairy balls deep into her bowels.
“Ooooowwwwwwaaaaaiiiieeee!!!” The animal scream of pleasure tore itself out of her as Betsy lay pinned by the heaving thrusting pressure of the cock. The lovely child felt herself filled with thick, greasy cum and ignored the pain as she worked her fight anal sheath up and down on Dave’s beautiful cock!!
He could do it, Betsy told herself dazedly. He could make Mama crawl down in the bed and suck me!! She tried not to let herself think about Grace and the wonderful feel of her mouth. No! I can’t let it happen. I couldn’t live with that!!
But despite her thoughts, Betsy’s imagination ran ahead of her and even as she jogged and wiggled on the end of Dave Henry’s wilting prick she knew I’ve got to leave! I can’t stay here, not with them!
She knew that she had to leave, but even so, the lovely little girl’s mouth opened and she heard her voice in the strained stillness of her bedroom. “Can you get it hard again? Please, Mr. Dave, get it hard and do that to me again and again!!”
It was crazy! She had a home, she had a room and her own little bed but she couldn’t bring herself to go there! Betsy didn’t know what to do. The pretty little twelve-year-old stood in the lobby of the Majestic and watched the last of the evening’s patrons file out of the open doors.
If I go back there he’ll get me again, Betsy told herself.
It had been nearly two days. But just the same, whenever she thought about Dave Henry the lovely little girl’s still sore anus would pucker and she could feel that obscene desire well up in her again. He fucked you in the ass, a teasing voice whispered in her head. He fucked your ass three, or was it four times?
Betsy shuddered and tried to think of something else but she had no other thoughts as strong and as lovely as her memories of the dirty things that Dave Henry had done to her in her room that night and the next morning.
There was a slow, swelling surge of excitement between her thighs. Betsy tried not to think about her mother’s lover, but the image of his big, thick cock haunted her every waking moment! When Betsy remembered the way that it would slide into her wet, ready little pussy or the way that it felt in her mouth when it erupted and forced her to drink Dave’s hot cream, she would moan with real desire.
She’ll find out, Betsy told herself, thinking about her mother. What will she say to me when she finds out the things that Dave is doing to me?
The slender little usherette was worried, but what she didn’t know was that the ringing of the phone at the candy counter signaled that her problem was already being solved for her.
“Honey? Come over here a minute.”
Betsy knew that Grace was speaking to her. The lovely little girl was reluctant to turn and face the older blonde. She’d been avoiding Grace for days.
“Betsy, I have a message for you, from your mother.”
She had no choice. Betsy turned and walked to the counter. As she did she noticed a familiar glow in the counter manager’s eyes.
Grace pretended not to see Betsy’s reluctance. She gave the little girl a soft smile and pointed at the phone. “That was your mama. She sounded upset. She says that you should find someone to stay with tonight.”
A thin trickle of nervous fear dribbled down the young brunette’s spine as Betsy waited for the other shoe to fall.
“She says to tell you that she’d found out about it. What does that mean?”
Betsy’s mouth opened twice, but no sound came out. She felt a growing lump of shame and worry inside of her as she stared at the other woman.
Grace was snapping off the lights behind the counter and then lifting the gate before Betsy noticed. A warm, soft arm slid around her shoulders and the pretty little girl felt herself hugged tight. “I… I know that you think that I helped Newt Simpson set you up here. I didn’t want to do it, Betsy. Honestly I didn’t want to do it, but he made me. I didn’t want you in this mess but… well he has some pictures of me and I have to do what he tells me to do.”
The slender little girl didn’t know what to say or what to do. She felt stunned and helpless. If she couldn’t go home, where could she go? Grace saw the expression on Betsy’s face and shrewdly guessed what she was thinking. The blonde tightened her grip on Betsy’s shoulder and began to steer her towards the main staircase.
“You just get your things, don’t even stop to change,” Grace whispered happily. “You’re going to spend the night with me!!”
Betsy would have resisted but the handsome woman pressed a full, pillow soft breast against her arm as she whispered again.
“You look like a little girl who needs some loving care and you know that I’m just the lady who can give it to you!”
The sudden charge of excitement that washed up between her thighs shook Betsy. Her tiny clitoris stiffened and began to vibrate and she was shocked to feel a delicious flow of love lube wet the fat lips of her small sex.
Grace waited for her at the door. Betsy stumbled to her locker and fumbled inside to get her street clothes and purse. When she came out, the shaken twelve-year-old saw her friend talking to Newton Simpson. But before she could think about what that meant, Grace turned away and hurried towards her.
The tires of Grace’s car scraped lightly against the curb. The blonde was forced to take her hand away from Betsy’s thigh in order to straighten the car out. “I’ve missed you, honey,” Grace whispered for the fourth time since they left the Majestic. “I’ve been thinking about you and ooohh just wait till you hear what I was thinking about!!”
The door was still swinging shut when Grace turned towards her. “Ummmmmm, little lover!”
Betsy was confused and unsure of herself and when a warm, urgent pair of lips closed over hers she found that it was easier to surrender and let Grace make the decisions for her.
The small light over the bed was glowing. All that Grace wore were her panties and bra as she knelt before Betsy. The lovely little girl watched with glowing eyes as the half naked woman slowly, carefully drew her silky panties down over her slender thighs.
“Ooooooo, I’ve dreamed about your sweet tasting little pussy,” the woman murmured. Grace paused and looked up at Betsy.
The trembling little girl was naked except for her shoes and she could see the blonde’s eyes travel slowly over her slim body.
Grace’s hands closed around Betsy’s waist and gently pushed. The backs of Betsy’s knees hit the bed and she was forced to sit down. The woman smiled at her again then slowly pressed her face between Betsy’s trembling legs. The naked twelve-year-old gasped softly. Her belly gave a quick jerk as her hands guided her thighs until they lay hooked over the older woman’s shoulders. Grace’s wet tongue was protruding from her mouth and when its tip found the downy lips of Betsy’s hairless sex it wiggled in small circles.
Betsy’s head felt terribly heavy on her shoulders and she found it hard to support her reclining body on her elbows once the woman’s thick bladed tongue was inside of her. Tiny muscles pulled and relaxed. Her nerves seemed to be crawling under her flesh. Betsy sighed and wiggled contentedly.
Grace’s warm hands slid under her upturned ass and cupped the firm cheeks. Betsy moaned and allowed herself to be drawn forward another few inches so that she could rotate her bubbling little love pit against the wonderful tongue that was waggling and rubbing against her swollen love knot.
“Oooohhhh,” Betsy gushed as firm lips tightened around the whole of her naked pussy and a firm, delightful suction was applied. “It feels like you’re going to suck me inside out!!” Grace chuckled deep in her throat and the vibrations buzzed and tickled against her baby clit.
“Unnnnggghhhh… I was… I was afraid to let you do this to meeeeee,” Betsy confessed. “It’s dirty and I was afraid that I’d become… a… a…” There was no way that she could finish the sentence without offending Grace, so Betsy was forced to let it drift away.
“Ooooohhhh, poor baby,” the blonde murmured as she pulled her lips away from the little girl’s well sucked and licked cunt. “Did you think that you’d turn butch just because I sucked your tasty little pussy?”
Before Betsy could answer, the tongue was in her again and the only sound that Betsy could make was a long, gasping sigh of delight.
“Don’t worry lover,” the older woman whispered again.
Grace had her hands behind her back and Betsy watched in eager fascination as the bra was loosened and Grace’s big, suckable breasts were exposed. “I love a hard prick as much as any girl. It’s just that sometimes we need a gentler sort of loving only another girl can give us that.”
Grace was naked as she crawled up on the large bed and lay down beside Betsy.
The trembling little girl knew what would be expected of her and when she stared down between the woman’s full thighs, at her thick patch of pubic curls, Betsy knew that she didn’t really mind.
“Climb on top of me, baby,” Grace moaned softly.
Betsy was on her knees and made no effort to resist when the older woman turned her and then forced her to lay face down between her legs.
“Suck me, make me feel good, Betsy. Make Grace happy and she’ll see to it that you have such a lovely night. Suck my pussy, lover!!”
Small fingers hooked into the thickened lips of Grace’s hairy cunt. Betsy stared down at the wet, salmon red membranes of the blonde’s slit and felt her mouth water with anticipation.
A hand pressed at the back of her head. Betsy heard Grace moan happily as she jammed the sharp tip of her tongue against the firm knot of the blonde’s clitoris. Betsy shivered with excitement and began a slow, lapping stroke with her tongue. Not only didn’t she mind doing this for the blonde, she was a little shocked to realize that she loved doing it!
Betsy had just established a head bobbing, nibbling and licking movement between Grace’s splayed thighs when she heard the scraping sound of the bed table drawer being opened. Grace wiggled and shivered as the naked little girl rubbed and licked her wet cunt.
“Ummmmmm, that’s wonderful, baby,” Grace breathed as she moved. Again Betsy’s eyes swiveled and in the mirror across from the bed she saw the woman sucking and licking at a long, white plastic tube. For a second the little girl didn’t understand, but then Grace twisted something at the bottom of the tube and the strong, buzzing sound that filled the room told her what was going to happen.
“I’m going to make you feel good, honey,” Grace whispered when she pulled the vibrator out of her mouth. “I’ll make you so happy that you’ll never want to go home again!!”
Betsy wanted to pull away before Grace could insert the buzzing machine, but Betsy’s muscles had turned to butter and she couldn’t move. The trembling little girl watched out of the corner of her eye as the mirror images twisted and shook.
Grace pressed a hand under her tummy and forced Betsy’s bottom up a few inches, then she gave the vibrator a last, loving lick then slowly slid its conical head into the waiting throat of the girl’s tight little cunt.
A tiny squeal of surprise and delight bubbled out of Betsy’s mouth. Her pink little tongue increased its speed as the lovely vibrations sank into her to the very bottom of her tight little love sheath!!
“Ummmmm, uh thut fulls su guuuuud!!!” Her words were muffled by the slick lips of Grace’s cunt and the older woman gasped and whimpered with pleasure when she felt Betsy’s teeth gently nip at her distended clitoris. “Uhhhhh, push ut duuuuuper un muhhh!!!”
Her own baby love knot was burning and Betsy knew that it would only take a few lovely seconds for the delicious buzzing to give her the release that she needed. The pretty little girl burrowed her face between the woman’s trembling thighs and sucked. Hot, slippery lube coated her nose and her cheeks. Her small, pointed chin forced its way into the open flaps of the blonde’s adult cunt, making her squeal and groan with pleasure.
“Annnnnggghhh… suck it harder!! Oooohhh, baby!!!” Grace shook and wiggled under her, but Betsy didn’t lose the seal that her sucking lips had formed around her cunt. “Aaaaaiiiiieee!!”
Grace bucked and heaved. Her fat breasts rubbed against the insides of Betsy’s slim thighs and in her excitement the gasping woman jammed a stiff forefinger deep in the center of the surprised little girl’s exposed and defenseless anus!!
“Awwwwwwoooowww!!! Ohhhh… noooo,” Betsy moaned as she licked harder and harder at the rigid stalk of the woman’s clit. The finger in her still sore little ass wiggled and twisted, pulling and stretching her at the same time that the buzzing vibrator popped in and out of her gorged little honey pot!!
“Awwwww, baby,” Grace gasped as the last after shocks of her orgasm faded away. “Do you like it in the ass? Did one of those dirty men push his big dong in your ass and teach you to like it?”
Grace’s strong hands pulled at her and Betsy felt so helpless, so weak that she didn’t consider resisting. She was pulled backward until she could feel the blonde’s warm breath on her parted ass cheeks. Betsy didn’t know what to expect, but even so, she wasn’t prepared for what happened next.
“Ummmmm, sweet little baby,” Grace murmured.
Betsy squealed when she felt the firm cheeks of her trim little bottom spread even wider. Then she called out in a strangled voice when she felt the warm, slippery wash of a tongue as it swirled and pressed around the softened oval of her tiny rectal opening.
“Ooooohhhh, ullllmmmm,” Grace murmured as her lips fastened tight around the loosened opening.
Betsy gasped and shook. She couldn’t control the automatic jerking, stroking motions that sent her aroused little body back against the tongue and helped it force its way past her weakened sphincter and into the firm sleeve of her anal passage.
“Oooooo, you do like it,” Grace crooned when she finally pulled her stiff tongue out of the grip of Betsy’s ass and licked the tender flesh that surrounded her anus. “I know, baby. I know how good it can be like that!!”
Betsy moaned in frustration when she felt herself being lifted off Grace’s soft, comforting body. But the naked little girl saw the look on the blonde’s face and shuddered. It wasn’t over, Grace hadn’t begun!
“Don’t worry, lover,” Grace whispered as she turned Betsy over and deftly pulled the drawer beside her open again. “I have a lovely, delicious surprise for you.”
The naked little girl moaned. The thick shaft of the vibrator had filled her completely and its electric agitation deep in her belly weakened her and left her defenseless against anything that Grace had in mind. The slender twelve-year-old watched Grace in the mirror as she hurriedly fastened a dark leather harness around her middle.
Betsy felt a warning chill of fear and excitement ripple through her, but the constant buzzing of the vibrator sapped her strength and left her weak and helpless before the excited woman.
“Agggghhhhh, this is going to be so nice for you,” Grace muttered as she reached back into the drawer and brought out a big, perfectly molded cock!! “You’re going to yell, baby, but it’s going to be so nice that you’ll beg for more!!”
Grace straightened up behind her and Betsy watched in fascinated horror as the woman screwed the pink rubber staff onto the post that jutted out from the harness that she wore snug around her waist. “You can do it to me too, honey,” the woman sighed as she paused to coat the fake cock with a thick film of ointment. “I’ve got a bigger one than this and I’d love to have you fuck me with it!!”
Betsy whimpered and shook as she watched Grace bend over her and felt the firm, uplifted cheeks of her ass spread wide. The little girl watched as the gleaming head of the greased dildo dipped into the crease between her buttocks then gasped when she felt its cool, hard pressure against the weakened ring of her anal opening.
An awful memory lanced through her and Betsy squealed when she remembered the first pain that she always felt when Dave took her in the ass.
The naked little girl tensed her body and felt like screaming when the first, powerful thrust of the plastic cock hit her. But instead of the pain, Betsy felt the smooth, almost effortless entry of the greased plastic pole as it went in and with each terrible inch that it gave her the naked little girl groaned louder and wiggled harder!
“Awwwwwuuuuggghhh!!! Ooooo, it feels goooood!!!” She felt Grace’s warm hands pinning her to the bed and fought to lift her bottom so that she could receive even more of the lovely rod. “Oggghhhh, Grace! I love it! Do it… I want more, fuck me in the ass, Grace!!”
A sickly, sweet feeling of contentment filled her. Betsy felt her small breasts grow harder, more swollen, felt her clit stiffen even more as she was penetrated fore and aft. The long, hard length of the vibrator lay buzzing and twitching in the tight grip of her pussy while the hard, warming length of the dildo pushed her soft, yielding bowels aside.
“I will, lover,” the blonde panted as she thrust and shoved her unnatural cock into the little girl’s upturned anus. “You’re going to be wonderful. A super star! I swear it. A real super star!!”
The naked little girl was too far gone to wonder what those words meant and she was also too engrossed with the lovely sensations that were exploding inside of her to hear the muted, rasping whisper of frame after frame of film being fed into a camera just outside of the window!!
“Aaaaaggghhh… Oooohhh, harder! I… aaaiiiieeeeeee!!!”
“Betsy… Betsy Morrison.”
The slim little twelve-year-old was startled to hear a man calling her name. The young usherette had just stepped down from the bus and stood staring in surprise at the man who sat in the car by the curb.
“Betsy? Come over here for a second, I want to talk to you.”
She’d only taken a few steps in the direction of the curb when Betsy noticed something that unnerved her completely. The man behind the wheel looked like her daddy. He looked more like him than Mr. Baker, the theater chain manager did!!
“Do I know you? I… I don’t think that I know you,” Betsy stammered as she bent down and peered into the car. “You’d better leave me alone or I’ll… call the police!”
The man in the car just grinned at her and opened a leather case that he took out of his pocket. The slim little brunette saw the badge gleaming in the shining rays of the sun and almost cried out loud. I knew it!! I knew that I would get in trouble!!
“Get in, kid,” the policeman said quietly. “I just want to talk to you, don’t get yourself in an uproar!”
He even sounded like her father and, despite the fear and nervous twitches that she felt racing over her body, Betsy was aware of the slow itch of excitement that was creeping along her blood stream.
The man in the car motioned for Betsy to get in and after a few moments hesitation she got in. He knew her name. She couldn’t run away from him. The man turned his head, checked the oncoming traffic then, without a word to her, he pulled his car into the slow lane and drove away from the bus stop corner.
She waited, not trusting herself to say the right thing. But as the time passed, Betsy found it harder and harder. “Am I… Am I under arrest?”
The man laughed. He didn’t chuckle or giggle, he threw his big head back and roared at her.
“Awwww, honey. Do I look like a dude who would arrest a sweet little pumpkin like you?”
She didn’t know why, but the fear ebbed away and a shy, questioning smile eased the serious planes of Betsy’s pretty face.
Without warning the man pulled the car back to the curb. They were parked in a quiet, warehouse area. There were no pedestrians, no one to see them talking.
“No, you’re not under arrest, Betsy,” the man said gently. “I just think that you’re a confused little girl who’s caught up in something that she can’t handle.”
The fear came back and Betsy stiffened. He was right, of course, but she couldn’t admit it. She didn’t trust him, no matter how nice he seemed.
Almost as if he could read her thoughts, the policeman reached into his suit coat pocket and handed her a small, printed card. “My name is Jim Richards, Betsy. Take my card. I know that you don’t want to talk to me now, but I think that you will soon.”
Betsy stared in fascination at the crisp, white card. It read Detective James Richards and it included a phone number and the police department crest.
Jim Richards smiled at her and laid a gentle hand on Betsy’s arm. “You’re in over your head, kid. I don’t want any trouble for you, but that bastard Simpson and that kid that pimps for him, Rick? Those are the ones that I want!!”
Betsy looked up from the card and saw the truth in the gray-haired policeman’s eyes.
“They’re scum, honey. They’ll use you and turn you out until there’s nothing left of you to sell and then they’ll drop you like a piece of shit!”
Betsy wanted to cry. She knew that he was telling the truth, but just the same her tongue refused to move. She couldn’t tell him what was happening to her.
“I know, I know that you don’t want to talk to me now, Betsy,” Jim Richards said calmly. “But I think that you will soon. Call me! Tell me what they’re doing to you and I’ll help. You have to believe me. I’ll help!!”
Betsy stood on the corner, watching the police detective’s car slip away and into the flow of traffic. For a moment the frightened little girl considered tearing up the card that she clutched and turning her back on Jim Richards’ offer of help. But then a sudden calm came over her and she opened her purse and carefully tucked the card away.
The moment that she walked through the back door of the Majestic, Betsy could feel it. The little girl shivered when she sensed the cold, tense vibrations in the air. Those vibrations were mean and hurtful and spoke of an awful thing that was about to happen!
She saw Grace. The blonde was bending over the candy counter, her hands busily filling the case with fresh candy bars and boxes of goodies. The slim little girl stared at the older woman and in her heart she knew that Grace didn’t care. No matter what she said or how she acted when they were alone. Betsy could sense a distance between them, a void that could never be bridged.
Before the worried little girl could speak and ask Grace what was happening, Betsy heard Newton Simpson’s deep voice calling to her from the head of the stairs. “You’re late, Betsy. Come up here, will you?” She didn’t want to go with him, but, looking up, Betsy saw a hard, demanding look on the handsome theater manager’s face. “Hurry, I have something that I want to show you before we open.”
He didn’t even wait to see if she would obey. Newton Simpson turned on his heel and strode away.
Betsy darted a quick look at Grace, hoping for some sign of support, but instead the blonde flushed and quickly looked away.
“Shut the door, honey,” Newton said in a deceptively soft voice.
The man was smiling at her, but the smile stopped before it reached his eyes. They were cold as they stared at her.
Betsy did as she was told then turned back to Newton. She wanted to stay by the door, but he held out a hand for her and the slim little girl had no choice but to go to him.
“I haven’t seen you for the last few days, honey,” Newton purred. “I’ve been thinking about you.”
She was drawn up on the man’s lap. As she settled back against his chest Betsy could feel the dark haired man’s big prick stir and stiffen against her bottom.
“Mr. Baker and I had a little talk about you today,” Newton said. His warm hand boldly slid up under Betsy’s skirt. “We’ve decided that you should be able to do a little more work.” Betsy gasped softly as the man’s stiff finger pressed in against the folds of her hairless sex. “It’s work that can make you a lot of money. More than you’re making now.”
Newton bent his head and licked at the side of Betsy’s neck while he jerked her panty crotch aside and forced his fingertip into her moistening little slit. “A lot of men who come to the film club like you and they’d be willing to pay good money if you would go off with them for a little while and… be nice!”
She knew what he meant! Betsy had known that it would come to this since she saw Kathy take that man back behind the screen. The slim little girl moaned and shook her head. The finger inside of her was moving and twisting, making it hard for her to think.
“Noooooo, I don’t want to do that… I oggggghhhh!!!” Newton had pinched her stiff little clit and the mixture of pain and pleasure that welled up in her made her insides melt. “I… that’s wrong. I don’t want to do that,” the pretty child whimpered again, but the tone of her soft voice was weaker, less certain.
“I didn’t think that you would, at first,” Mr. Simpson sighed in Betsy’s ear.
He was moving under her and the trembling little girl could feel his big dong pressing in between the cheeks of her panty clad ass.
“That’s why Grace and I took out a little insurance policy last night.”
There was an envelope on the desk. Newton used his free hand to tip it and spill its contents. The theater manager’s voice sounded harder and determined. His finger dug painfully deep into the soft, slick tissues of Betsy’s puffy little cunt. “Look at the pictures, Betsy! Take a long look at all of them and then tell me how you’d like your mother to see them or have some of them passed around to the kids that go to your school?”
Newton roughly pushed her forward, his finger still buried in the shocked little brunette’s hairless pussy.
Betsy moaned and trembled as her bulging eyes moved from one glossy photograph to the next. In an instant she realized that they must have been taken from an open bedroom window, the window in the corner of Grace’s room!!
“Awwwggghhhh… they’re awfulllllllll,” the lovely little girl moaned. She saw herself writhing and screaming. Saw herself, the white shaft of the vibrator sticking out of her vagina while she lifted her slim body to the fat, plastic prick that jutted obscenely from the harness around the older woman’s hips. “Noooooooo, don’t show them,” the pretty little girl pleaded softly. “Don’t let anyone see them!!”
Newton laughed. He picked up a picture and pressed it in front of the shamed little girl’s face. Betsy found herself staring at the image of herself one hand pressed between Grace’s splayed thighs while she held the dripping dildo in the other. The thick, flanged head of the plastic obscenity was in her mouth!! “Looks like you’ve learned to like sucking cocks, honey.” The man gave Betsy’s tight little love sheath a shake. “You’ll do what I tell you. You’ll be a good little whore and fuck when I tell you to, won’t you?” He didn’t give her a chance to agree. “Because if you don’t you’re going to be known as the dirtiest little girl in town!!”
“Ooooooo, you’re hurting me,” Betsy squealed. She tried to lift herself off the punishing finger. “I’ll be good. I’ll do anything that you tell me to do, honest!”
She could hear a triumphant sound in Newton Simpson’s voice and the shaken, crying little girl was shocked when she realized how much she hated him!
“I know you’ll be a good girl. I’ll make you be a nice, obedient little whore and wreck you in the process!!”
Mr. Simpson’s finger was still buried deep inside of her and as it moved and twisted, Betsy gasped. She hated him, she did! But each time that the man teased the slim little girl’s rigid clitoris her need for release grew stronger!
“Get on your knees, you little slut,” Mr. Simpson grated in her ear. Betsy shivered and moaned in faint protest when he jerked his finger out of her slippery little love sheath, but she didn’t fight when he rudely pushed her off his lap and onto the floor in front of his chair.
Betsy trembled and pressed her slender thighs together in a vain effort to still the vibrating excitement of her clitoris and to stop the flow of love lube as it squirted out of her and ran down the insides of her leg.
Mr. Simpson smiled at her as he casually unbuckled his slacks and jerked his swollen cock into view. Betsy sighed as she stared at the swollen, purple-hued head of the prick. No words were spoken. The excited little girl knew what the man wanted.
Betsy could hear the dry, whispering sounds her knees made on the stiff carpet as she inched closer to Newton’s legs. A violent, clenching spasm hit the little girl’s belly as she pressed her face between the seated man’s thighs and extended the tip of her pink tongue.
Slowly, gently, Betsy licked all of the fat, jerking dong before her. She heard Mr. Simpson’s sighs of pleasure and instead of disgusting her, they excited her all the more!
Newton had dropped his hand away from his prick and it jerked and wobbled under Betsy’s tongue. The little girl pressed the burning tips of her small breasts against the groaning man’s knees and opened her mouth. The slick, velvet-smooth flesh of the cock head felt nice as it slid over the flat blade of her tongue. Betsy pursed her lips around the shoulders of the shaft and sucked. At the same time, she worked her tongue in wide circles against the hard vein on the underside. “Ummmmmggghhh, that’s right, little slut,” Mr. Simpson groaned approvingly. “Suck it good! Suck it and lick it and make it wet and slick so that I can shove it in you!”
Betsy groaned. The filthy words were raining down on her and no matter what she thought, they excited her. Almost against her will, the slim little girl pressed closer, letting Newton’s bony shin wedge in between her parting thighs. Ooooooo! She could feel the bone rub against her puffy, wet little cunt and shamelessly wiggled against it, driving her desire to a new, terrifying pitch!
Mr. Simpson sighed. His fingers twined in her thick, dark hair and forced the excited little girl’s head up and down in his lap. Wet, rasping sounds escaped Betsy’s mouth as she sucked and pulled on the big man’s cock.
At last the man made a groaning, gasping sound and tore Betsy’s saliva filled mouth away from his prick. The little girl gasped for air while she stared in lewd fascination at a long string of saliva and love juice dripped from the end of the purple cock head that she’d been nursing on. “Get up here! On the desk you little cunt!!”
He was rough with her, but Betsy didn’t mind. The slender little girl felt like putty in his hands.
With one sweep of his hand, Mr. Simpson cleared a space on his desk top. The filthy photographs spun and slithered away and Betsy groaned as she was forced face down on the smooth surface of his desk.
There was a dull, ripping sound and Betsy knew that her panties had been torn away. The little girl moaned. She lay pinned against the desk, her feet dangling a few inches from the floor, her bottom naked and upturned before her tormentor.
“I saw you,” Newton chanted as he moved in behind Betsy. “I saw you jump and squirm when that whore shoved that plastic cock in your ass!” Her skirt had been tossed high over her waist and the defenseless child whimpered when Mr. Simpson’s naked cock rubbed between the firm cheeks of her trim little bottom. “I’m going to try that soon! Think about it, slut! I’m going to fuck that tight looking little ass of yours until you pop!”
Roughly the man lifted her. Betsy hung suspended in his grip and whined with excitement when she felt the saliva-coated head of his cock find the plump separation of her baby sex and push the lips apart.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Newton’s voice sounded rough and labored. “I taught you to like cock, honey! I popped your little cherry, remember? I’m the one who taught you to love this!!”
The head of the cock found the tight throat of her vagina and then rammed in. Betsy gasped and shook. The air was forced out of the half naked girl’s lungs when the cock slammed into her in one punishing stroke. “Annnnnggghhh… Ooooooo, Mr. Simpson!!”
“You’re all alike,” the groaning man whispered as he began to make his thick slab of a prick move and jerk in the fight grip of Betsy’s cunt. “That’s why I love this job! I like it when I can take a little pussy like you and turn you into my whore! That’s all you’re good for, cunt!”
“Ooooohhhh… huuuuuhhh!!!” The words stung her, but the feel of the big cock slipping and popping inside of her more than healed the hurt. Betsy gasped. She wiggled and humped her slender little body on the end of Mr. Simpson’s prick.
“Yesssss, I know that’s all I’m good for,” the little girl whispered heatedly. “I’m a whore. You’ll turn me into one! You’ll make sure that a lot of dirty men get to put their fat things in me and I know it!!”
She meant what she said, every nasty word of it! Betsy was beginning to hate herself but she couldn’t control the violent spasms that shook her. She couldn’t deny the hot, slick demand for release that had come to life inside of her!!
“Oooooogggghhh… I’m cummmming!” Newton Simpson gasped and moaned. “I’m shooting my cum in your belly!!”
She hated him, but just the same Betsy moaned with pleasure when she felt the hot flood of wetness inside of her. The man’s prick was oiled and coated with it, making it glide easier in her belly and over the rigid tip of her swollen clit. “Aaaaaiiiieeee,” Betsy squealed happily as her own sweet climax exploded inside of her. “Harder, shove it in all the way, harder!!! AAAAnnnggg… Ooooooooo!!! Oooooooo!!!!” Delicate waves of pleasure washed and lapped through her. The lovely little girl shook and wiggled. The cheeks of her plump ass kissed and compressed around the shaft of Mr. Simpson’s prick. Her hairless pelvic arch scrubbed and squeaked against the polished surface of his desk.
I’ll get you, a little voice whispered over the groans and moans of pleasure. I’ll fix you. You won’t turn me into your personal whore!!!!
It was nice, the slender brunette whispered to herself. He’s sooo big! I though that he would tear me in half! Betsy shivered when her bruised vulva began to tingle and grew warm in response to the pressure. Rufus hadn’t torn her in half. Betsy was amazed and a little awed when she realized how easily her elastic little love sleeve had stretched to swallow all of Rufus’ big cock.
I shouldn’t think like that, the little girl told herself. Hurriedly Betsy turned off the shower and hopped out. I’m going to get into trouble. There’s no way that I can do what Mr. Simpson wants me to do and not get into trouble! Betsy wished that she could sit down with her mother and tell her what had happened, she needed someone to talk to, but she didn’t dare tell Julia.
Besides, she’s in her room with, Dave. She doesn’t care about what happens to me! It hurt when she admitted it to herself, but Betsy realized it was the truth. I never knew her, all this time and I never really knew my own mother!
Betsy thought about the soft, vacant look she noticed in Julia’s eyes lately and she realized how her beautiful mother had let the house slide, how she ignored everything but Mr. Dave Henry and his big, long cock! Part of the girl understood, part of her knew what it was like to let herself be ruled by a throbbing penis. But even then, she knew that it was dangerous and wrong.
Betsy was looking in the mirror, combing her wet hair when the door to the bathroom swung open. The lovely little girl saw a large, hairy hand push the door. She squeaked as she dove sideways and grabbed a large towel! The pretty little girl stood, wide-eyed, her slender body hid behind the towel when Dave Henry stalked into her room.
Betsy expected the handsome man to see her, mumble an apology and then hurry out of the room, but he surprised and frightened her by doing exactly the opposite.
“Ohhhh? You finally came home, eh? Your mother called the theater earlier and they told her that you left this afternoon.” Dave Henry grinned at her and leaned against the edge of the washbasin.
For the first time, Betsy saw that all he wore was a pair of underwear shorts.
The handsome man caught the direction of the frightened little girl’s glance and grinned. He made no effort to hide the open fly of the shorts so that she wouldn’t be forced to look at his thick, dark pubic hair.
“I think that it’s time that you and I had a little talk, honey,” the big man murmured. When Dave pushed away from the sink and tried to stand upright, Betsy saw him stagger slightly and realized that he’d been drinking. “Yeah, you and I should get to know each other better!”
He made no move to touch her but just the same Betsy could feel his hot eyes burning through the towel that she held. She shivered as she waited.
Dave grinned at her and scratched his belly. In the process, he managed to push the waistband of his shorts even lower around his waist. “I’ve sorta… moved in here. I’m paying the rent and most of the bills so I think that you should know where I stand.”
Betsy hadn’t realized how close the man was until he reached out and caught the edge of her towel between his fingers. Before the startled little girl could catch it, the grinning man jerked at the towel and left her standing naked and defenseless before him!
“Ooooo,” Betsy breathed in a shocked little tone. “I… don’t look at me like that!”
Dave just grinned again and motioned for her to come to him.
Betsy didn’t want to do it, but the heated, fever-bright look in Dave’s eyes seemed to compel her and slowly the naked child moved close enough for the man to catch her arm.
“I like to look at you, honey,” the handsome man sighed as he let his eyes rove over her slim, glistening body. “That’s part of our deal. Your poor mother knows that she can’t handle things alone, so she decided to let me take over.”
The handsome man’s tone hardened and Betsy squealed softly when his strong fingers closed around her arm.
“That includes you! Whether Julia knows it or not! You go with the place, honey, and the sooner you understand that, the better!”
He didn’t give her a chance. Before Betsy could respond to what was happening the smiling man had drawn her up against his warm body and his free hand was tilting her head upward. A fleshy pair of lips dosed over her own and the naked twelve-year-old felt the newly awakened desires inside her flicker back to life.
“Please… Mother will… Oooooo!” Betsy tried to push away from the warm circle of Dave’s strong arm but before she could the man’s fingers found the already stiff nub of her small nipple and pulled at it. The lovely pleasure sensation that shot through her numbed the shaken little girl and left her soft and pliant in the man’s grip.
“Your mother? Don’t worry about Julia, honey. I’ve got your mother under control, you don’t have to worry about what she’ll do or say about us!”
She heard the words, but Betsy still wasn’t convinced. She tried to wiggle free of the handsome man’s grip while she shook her head. “Please, I’m afraid of you. You’re… too big, a man… I couldn’t…”
Betsy had no chance to finish her feeble protest.
“You bet your ass I’m a man, baby!” Dave chuckled. He took one of Betsy’s hands in his and boldly pressed it against the front of his shorts.
The little girl heard herself sigh and felt her thighs begin to tremble. She could feel the steel and gristle of his lovely prick stir under her palm.
“You’re still hung up about your mama, aren’t you?” Dave laughed this time. “Come with me. I’ll show you how concerned your darling mama is about you and what you’re doing!”
They were out the door and heading down the hallway toward her mother’s room before Betsy could even think of a protest. Dave made no effort to be quiet or mask their approach to her mother’s bedroom door.
Betsy felt a wild, unreasoning surge of excitement burst through her veins and knew that the delicate tissues of her sex were growing hot and filling with the hot blood of excitement as she watched his hand turn the knob and push open the door to her mother’s bedroom.
“Look at her! That’s your mother,” the drunken man whispered in Betsy’s ear. “Look at that sloppy cunt and see her for what she really is!”
Betsy shook and trembled. She tried to turn her eyes away from what she saw but nothing, no impulse that she could call forward, could give her the strength to ignore the scene that lay before her.
Mama… Ohhhhh, my God Mama… the naked little girl moaned to herself. Look what he’s done to you… ohhhh, look what he’s turned you into. Oooohh, Julia, what am I going to do?
Betsy felt as if she was staring deep into her worst nightmare. The trembling little girl stared into her mother’s darkened bedroom and settled even deeper into the big man’s embrace when her mind digested what she was seeing.
Julia lay sprawled on her rumpled bed. Betsy saw it all at once. No obscene detail escaped her bright, seeking eye. The shaken little girl’s mother lay with her smooth, rounded thighs spread wide, her naked body glowed in the light that streamed in through the open door.
From the slow, even way that Julia breathed, Betsy knew that her mother was sleeping. Despite the shock and embarrassment that Betsy felt, the lovely child couldn’t tear her gaze away from the lewd sight of her mother as she lay sleeping contentedly while a thin trail of cum oozed out of her red and abused-looking sex and out of the corner of her mouth at the same time!
“Your mother sucks a mean cock,” Dave Henry whispered softly in Betsy’s ear. “Can you do that? Can you suck on a hard dick until it gives you its hot, slick juice to drink?”
For the first time in her life Betsy hated herself! The lovely child stared at her mother as she lay defiled and covered with the signs of her lewd behavior and realized that she was jealous!
A sudden and shocking truth invaded the little girl’s mind and she understood. Fucking wasn’t so bad, it was the reason and the feeling that was invoked that could make it bad and nasty. The loving was good, it was something everyone needed. It was the hate and the shame that turned it bad!
Betsy was still caught up in the wonder of her revelation and she made no effort to escape when the big man beside her tightened his grip on her shoulder and turned her away from the door.
“If I pay the bills and take on the responsibility of this house, then I get all the prizes too,” the big man whispered in Betsy’s ear.
The lovely little brunette knew exactly what he was saying to her and as awful and obscene as it was, she knew that it was the truth!
“If I pay your way, baby, I have the right to use you any way that I want!”
Her tight little love sheath was already squirting thick dribbles of love lube down over the fat, velvet-smooth lips of her baby cunt and Betsy was glad that Dave had bent and picked her up because she was certain that she would have collapsed on the floor if he hadn’t.
The door to her bedroom swung open and Dave didn’t hesitate as he headed for Betsy’s bed. The lovely little girl knew it was wrong. She knew that, but the feel of the man’s warm body, and the knowledge that soon she would feel the hot, powerful surge of his erection filling her killed any shame and resistance that might have grown up inside her.
“Jesus but you’re lovely.” Dave breathed softly as he knelt beside her bed and stared at Betsy’s slim, naked body. “I’ve never seen anyone so pretty…”
Betsy didn’t have to answer him, the beautiful little girl felt Dave’s lips moving down over her ribs and then to the velvet-smooth planes of her gently rounded belly.
Betsy gasped and dug her heels into the cover of her bed when she felt Dave’s wet tongue glide over her belly and then move down to the deliciously sensitive spot where her slim thigh met and joined her body. The twelve-year-old moaned, her fingers dug into the man’s thick, curly hair and pulled, dragging his lips closer to her glowing flesh.
“Do you like me, honey? Do I turn you on?” Dave’s questions burned and clawed at her but Betsy couldn’t make her lips respond and the words of encouragement and agreement were caught deep inside her.
She felt the hard rasp of his beard against her butter-soft inner thighs and whimpered when she felt Mr. Henry’s strong tongue slither between the folds of her hairless slit and bathe the firm little knot of her clitoris in his warm saliva.
“Annnggghhh.” The naked child sighed as she spread her slender, just-washed thighs wide so that the man could burrow his head even deeper between her thighs and fasten his lips around the small knob of her pleasure button. “Awwwwuugh, yesss! Ohhh, Mr. Henry, you’re the bossss, you can have whatever you want!”
She was on the trembling verge of her orgasm when the man pulled his gleaming lips away from the soft flesh of her pussy and his hands gripped her thighs. Betsy moaned unhappily and wiggled her naked body as she was roughly turned over and a thick pillow was shoved beneath her churning belly.
“That’s right, baby,” Dave Henry moaned as he pulled Betsy up to her hands and knees. “I’m the man! I’m the one who has to pay so I’m the one who takes what he wants!”
The naked child trembled and shook when she felt the handsome man move behind her. He’d paused long enough to shuck off his shorts and now his naked, pulsating prick lay nestled between the saucy, upturned cheeks of her firm little ass.
“Ohhhh,” Betsy sighed. The lovely little girl shivered and pulled her naked body into a fetal portion. She could feel the fat knob of Dave Henry’s member move up and down the crack of her splayed buttock cheeks. The head of the penis was leaking and the lovely child could feel the path it took as Mr. Henry’s love lube cooled and dried on her flesh.
The taut head of the prick hesitated for a split second at the puckered little opening of her anus. Betsy gasped and shuddered when she felt its heated pressure. Then, when the lovely little twelve-year-old was about to moan with fear, the threatening knob moved on and forced its way between the tight folds of her pussy and found its already open mouth.
“Unnnngggg,” Betsy moaned softly as she was drawn back to meet the panting man’s stiff probe. The pretty little child gasped and wiggled her slim hips, helping the long pole of meat glide over the thick flow of love juice that was squirting out of her and fill the aching void inside her trembling belly. “That feels nice, Mr… Dave. I… love it!”
Dave Henry’s strong arms tightened around her and the palms of his big hands closed over the glowing, sensitive buds of Betsy’s budding little tits.
When Betsy whispered to him the delighted little brunette felt his hardon twitch and grow even larger, pulling the open oval of her small sex even wider in order that she could accept even more of him.
“You’re tight,” the handsome man moaned in Betsy’s ear. “You feel slick and tight! Who opened you up, baby? I was sure you’d be a virgin. Who popped your cherry and taught you how to fuck, little girl?”
His questions embarrassed and excited Betsy at the same time. She knew she could never tell him, but when she thought about the others, those other big, throbbing cocks that had opened her before, a delightful ripple of pleasure raced through her, leaving her tingling from head to toe!
“I know one place where no one else has been,” Dave muttered in her ear. For a moment Betsy didn’t know what he was saying to her, but when one of his warm hands left a breast and pressed down between their bodies, she knew what he meant!
The hard little cheeks of Betsy’s ass were pried apart. The naked little girl twitched and a small moan of anticipation leaked out of her open mouth.
“No one has had a cock in your tight little asshole, have they? No one has ever felt this small, brown Twinkie suck tight around them, have they, you greedy little cunt?”
“Ooooo, you’re hurting me,” Betsy squealed softly when the man’s stiff finger, wet in her own juices, popped past her tight sphincter and began to wiggle in the pulsating grip of her rectum. “Noooooo, no one ever did that to me… unnnngggghhhh!!”
She knew, the moment that she heard Dave Henry chuckle and felt his long, piston smooth cock buck in her belly, Betsy knew what he was going to do to her! Obscene, frightening and exciting memories how her mother looked as she bucked and squealed under the pressure of this man’s big cock assaulted her and Betsy didn’t know if she wanted to scream or beg for mercy!
Betsy moaned and shook. The naked little girl desperately clamped down on the fat cock that was moving inside of her. If she could make him cum now she wouldn’t have to let him… do that to her!
But the big man was in complete control of the situation. He groaned as the child’s tight sheath pulled and milked at his big cock, but he gave no sign that he couldn’t hold back.
Betsy’s last hope died when she felt another fat finger force its way into her and lay wriggling beside the other in the hot, sucking grip of her forbidden asshole!
“I want your cherry, honey,” Dave grated in Betsy’s ear. “I’m going to fuck your tight little ass and you’re going to yell but you’ll love it!”
There was nothing she could do, Betsy knew it. Cold, numbing fear immobilized her and the naked little girl couldn’t resist when she felt Dave slowly begin to pull his thick wedge of flesh out of her clinging, silken pussy. A finger tip found, then pressed hard against her tiny clitoris as the big tube of flesh left her and Betsy was reduced to a shuddering, moaning orgasm.
“Uhuuuuuooo, don’t… please, you’ll hurt me,” Betsy managed to whisper as the lube slick head of Dave’s big prick slid up and down between the firm little cheeks of her ass, wetting and lubricating the crease.
“Shhhhhh, don’t worry,” Dave hissed in her ear. At the same moment the man’s finger began a wobbling, circular motion around her stiff clit.
The little girl gasped and wiggled, helpless in the grip of her animal pleasures.
“I won’t hurt you too much. Just relax, baby, and let it happen! You’re going to learn to love my cock in your ass!!”
A core-deep shudder grew up in Betsy when the frightened little girl felt the greasy knob of Dave Henry’s cock find the place where his fingers twisted and pulled inside of her. The fingers pulled away, leaving her wrinkled little rosebud feeling stretched and empty, almost longing to feel his frightening pole fill that new emptiness that she felt.
“Ohhhhhh, pretty little baby,” Dave moaned as he pressed his muscular man’s body against her.
Betsy felt the hair on his chest brush against the sharp planes of her shoulder blades and sighed when she felt his scratchy pubic hairs scrub against the moon shaped cheeks of her bottom.
“Awwwuuuggghhhh,” the naked little girl groaned when the lube-coated head of Dave’s prick found the center of her ass and pressed in. The lovely child’s toes splayed wide, her supple back arched but she didn’t try to escape the pressure.
Betsy shivered, she could feel the delicate flesh of her anal passage give under the pressure of the cock that was trying to force entrance.
“Owwwwww,” the naked child moaned softly, as she wriggled and shook under the implacable force of Dave’s cock.
“Relax, honey,” the handsome man whispered in her ear before he kissed it. “It’s going to be good. I can feel it. It’s going to be wonderful!”
“Oooooggghhh, it… hurts,” Betsy moaned in response as the slippery cock moved forward a fraction of an inch and forced the puckered oval of her virgin anus to part. “Awwwwwuuuuuggghhh, ooooohhhh, Mr. Dave!!”
She felt torn and violated when the mushroom shaped head of her mother’s lover’s prick oozed out past the weakened muscle of her sphincter and dipped its taut head in the hot, moist mystery of her rectal canal.
“Aaaaaaggghhh!!! Oooooo, my God!!” She couldn’t believe what was happening! Betsy shook and twisted as the awful penetration was completed. The naked little girl wanted to pull away from the cock, but when she moved forward the man’s finger would press hard against her clit and she couldn’t stop herself as she rammed her stuffed, smarting ass back to meet the post of meat that was filling her.
“Ooooo, baby! It’s good,” Dave moaned in Betsy’s ear.
The lovely little girl whispered and muttered as her slim thighs were forced open and another two fat inches of cock were sent into the moist, clinging grip of her virginal rectum.
Betsy could feel the flanged head of the man’s big prick as it slowly forced its way into her. The naked little girl whimpered and shook. A long string of muttered, mumbled words squirted out of her open mouth as Dave Henry’s bloated cock filled her. Betsy lost all ability to resist.
“Ooooohhhh, it hurts,” the lovely child moaned as she slowly revolved her slim, boyish hips and made the burning ring of her tight anus slip and kiss around the awful girth of the invader that filled her ass. “Unnnnnggghhhhh, Dave… ohhhh!!”
It was terrible and disgusting but no matter how hard she tried to ignore what was happening inside of her, the lovely little girl could feel a small glowing coal of pleasure ignite amid the pain.
Dave groaned happily as he felt Betsy’s tight little ass pucker close around him. His strong fingers moved up and down her curved spine. The fingers found the little girl’s sensitive nerve endings and secret places, leaving her gasping and writhing with desire as they passed.
The massive cock in her bottom thrust again and Betsy knew that she had it all because Dave’s big balls were resting heavily against the pouting, empty lips of her sex. The lovely twelve-year-old’s muscles pulled taut and she rocked backward, helping her tormentor make his fleshy probe squirm and twist in her ravaged anus.
“I’ve got you,” Dave muttered as he pulled back, dragging a few inches of his lube slick prick out of the frantic grip of Betsy’s glowing anal passage. “I can feel you! I know that you like it and I’m going to see to it that you get all the cock that you need!!”
It was dirty and mean, but Betsy loved it! The naked child shivered and forced her bottom to dance and wiggle around the fat prick that had opened her. Dave’s voice sounded harsh and exciting in her ear as he pressed forward again. Betsy felt the prick fill her and groaned as the sickeningly sweet surge of perverted pleasure washed through her.
“Think of it! You and your mother! I’ll fuck the shit out of both of you. She loved it, kid. Did you hear me? Your mother loves my cock. She’ll do what I tell her because she won’t get any more if she doesn’t!!”
Betsy was gasping and jerking. The pain had faded and all she could feel was the hot, liquid feel of the man’s big dong as it sluiced in and out of her clinging rectum.
“I could make her take care of you. Would you like that, baby? How would you like it if I had her in here right now and she was sucking that wet little pussy of yours?”
Betsy gasped. Her heart stopped beating and she felt the hot surge of lust bite and nibble at her enlarged, pebble-hard clitoris. The shaken little girl imagined her lovely mother with her head between her splayed thighs and came!!
“Oooooo!!! I… aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!!” Betsy just couldn’t stand it. Deep in the back of her mind she knew that she couldn’t let it happen, but the image of her mother’s soft lips pulling and kissing her pussy inflamed her and she surrendered to the lovely ripples of her orgasm. “Unnnnggghhhh don’t say that… that’s… awwwwuuugghhhh!!”
Dave’s pace had picked up. Betsy squealed and shook as his lubricated cock shoved in and out of her. Then the naked child felt the prick in her guts stiffen and then jerk. A warm gushing sensation filled Betsy and the delighted little girl felt her mother’s lover send the hot flush of his hairy balls deep into her bowels.
“Ooooowwwwwwaaaaaiiiieeee!!!” The animal scream of pleasure tore itself out of her as Betsy lay pinned by the heaving thrusting pressure of the cock. The lovely child felt herself filled with thick, greasy cum and ignored the pain as she worked her fight anal sheath up and down on Dave’s beautiful cock!!
He could do it, Betsy told herself dazedly. He could make Mama crawl down in the bed and suck me!! She tried not to let herself think about Grace and the wonderful feel of her mouth. No! I can’t let it happen. I couldn’t live with that!!
But despite her thoughts, Betsy’s imagination ran ahead of her and even as she jogged and wiggled on the end of Dave Henry’s wilting prick she knew I’ve got to leave! I can’t stay here, not with them!
She knew that she had to leave, but even so, the lovely little girl’s mouth opened and she heard her voice in the strained stillness of her bedroom. “Can you get it hard again? Please, Mr. Dave, get it hard and do that to me again and again!!”
It was crazy! She had a home, she had a room and her own little bed but she couldn’t bring herself to go there! Betsy didn’t know what to do. The pretty little twelve-year-old stood in the lobby of the Majestic and watched the last of the evening’s patrons file out of the open doors.
If I go back there he’ll get me again, Betsy told herself.
It had been nearly two days. But just the same, whenever she thought about Dave Henry the lovely little girl’s still sore anus would pucker and she could feel that obscene desire well up in her again. He fucked you in the ass, a teasing voice whispered in her head. He fucked your ass three, or was it four times?
Betsy shuddered and tried to think of something else but she had no other thoughts as strong and as lovely as her memories of the dirty things that Dave Henry had done to her in her room that night and the next morning.
There was a slow, swelling surge of excitement between her thighs. Betsy tried not to think about her mother’s lover, but the image of his big, thick cock haunted her every waking moment! When Betsy remembered the way that it would slide into her wet, ready little pussy or the way that it felt in her mouth when it erupted and forced her to drink Dave’s hot cream, she would moan with real desire.
She’ll find out, Betsy told herself, thinking about her mother. What will she say to me when she finds out the things that Dave is doing to me?
The slender little usherette was worried, but what she didn’t know was that the ringing of the phone at the candy counter signaled that her problem was already being solved for her.
“Honey? Come over here a minute.”
Betsy knew that Grace was speaking to her. The lovely little girl was reluctant to turn and face the older blonde. She’d been avoiding Grace for days.
“Betsy, I have a message for you, from your mother.”
She had no choice. Betsy turned and walked to the counter. As she did she noticed a familiar glow in the counter manager’s eyes.
Grace pretended not to see Betsy’s reluctance. She gave the little girl a soft smile and pointed at the phone. “That was your mama. She sounded upset. She says that you should find someone to stay with tonight.”
A thin trickle of nervous fear dribbled down the young brunette’s spine as Betsy waited for the other shoe to fall.
“She says to tell you that she’d found out about it. What does that mean?”
Betsy’s mouth opened twice, but no sound came out. She felt a growing lump of shame and worry inside of her as she stared at the other woman.
Grace was snapping off the lights behind the counter and then lifting the gate before Betsy noticed. A warm, soft arm slid around her shoulders and the pretty little girl felt herself hugged tight. “I… I know that you think that I helped Newt Simpson set you up here. I didn’t want to do it, Betsy. Honestly I didn’t want to do it, but he made me. I didn’t want you in this mess but… well he has some pictures of me and I have to do what he tells me to do.”
The slender little girl didn’t know what to say or what to do. She felt stunned and helpless. If she couldn’t go home, where could she go? Grace saw the expression on Betsy’s face and shrewdly guessed what she was thinking. The blonde tightened her grip on Betsy’s shoulder and began to steer her towards the main staircase.
“You just get your things, don’t even stop to change,” Grace whispered happily. “You’re going to spend the night with me!!”
Betsy would have resisted but the handsome woman pressed a full, pillow soft breast against her arm as she whispered again.
“You look like a little girl who needs some loving care and you know that I’m just the lady who can give it to you!”
The sudden charge of excitement that washed up between her thighs shook Betsy. Her tiny clitoris stiffened and began to vibrate and she was shocked to feel a delicious flow of love lube wet the fat lips of her small sex.
Grace waited for her at the door. Betsy stumbled to her locker and fumbled inside to get her street clothes and purse. When she came out, the shaken twelve-year-old saw her friend talking to Newton Simpson. But before she could think about what that meant, Grace turned away and hurried towards her.
The tires of Grace’s car scraped lightly against the curb. The blonde was forced to take her hand away from Betsy’s thigh in order to straighten the car out. “I’ve missed you, honey,” Grace whispered for the fourth time since they left the Majestic. “I’ve been thinking about you and ooohh just wait till you hear what I was thinking about!!”
The door was still swinging shut when Grace turned towards her. “Ummmmmm, little lover!”
Betsy was confused and unsure of herself and when a warm, urgent pair of lips closed over hers she found that it was easier to surrender and let Grace make the decisions for her.
The small light over the bed was glowing. All that Grace wore were her panties and bra as she knelt before Betsy. The lovely little girl watched with glowing eyes as the half naked woman slowly, carefully drew her silky panties down over her slender thighs.
“Ooooooo, I’ve dreamed about your sweet tasting little pussy,” the woman murmured. Grace paused and looked up at Betsy.
The trembling little girl was naked except for her shoes and she could see the blonde’s eyes travel slowly over her slim body.
Grace’s hands closed around Betsy’s waist and gently pushed. The backs of Betsy’s knees hit the bed and she was forced to sit down. The woman smiled at her again then slowly pressed her face between Betsy’s trembling legs. The naked twelve-year-old gasped softly. Her belly gave a quick jerk as her hands guided her thighs until they lay hooked over the older woman’s shoulders. Grace’s wet tongue was protruding from her mouth and when its tip found the downy lips of Betsy’s hairless sex it wiggled in small circles.
Betsy’s head felt terribly heavy on her shoulders and she found it hard to support her reclining body on her elbows once the woman’s thick bladed tongue was inside of her. Tiny muscles pulled and relaxed. Her nerves seemed to be crawling under her flesh. Betsy sighed and wiggled contentedly.
Grace’s warm hands slid under her upturned ass and cupped the firm cheeks. Betsy moaned and allowed herself to be drawn forward another few inches so that she could rotate her bubbling little love pit against the wonderful tongue that was waggling and rubbing against her swollen love knot.
“Oooohhhh,” Betsy gushed as firm lips tightened around the whole of her naked pussy and a firm, delightful suction was applied. “It feels like you’re going to suck me inside out!!” Grace chuckled deep in her throat and the vibrations buzzed and tickled against her baby clit.
“Unnnnggghhhh… I was… I was afraid to let you do this to meeeeee,” Betsy confessed. “It’s dirty and I was afraid that I’d become… a… a…” There was no way that she could finish the sentence without offending Grace, so Betsy was forced to let it drift away.
“Ooooohhhh, poor baby,” the blonde murmured as she pulled her lips away from the little girl’s well sucked and licked cunt. “Did you think that you’d turn butch just because I sucked your tasty little pussy?”
Before Betsy could answer, the tongue was in her again and the only sound that Betsy could make was a long, gasping sigh of delight.
“Don’t worry lover,” the older woman whispered again.
Grace had her hands behind her back and Betsy watched in eager fascination as the bra was loosened and Grace’s big, suckable breasts were exposed. “I love a hard prick as much as any girl. It’s just that sometimes we need a gentler sort of loving only another girl can give us that.”
Grace was naked as she crawled up on the large bed and lay down beside Betsy.
The trembling little girl knew what would be expected of her and when she stared down between the woman’s full thighs, at her thick patch of pubic curls, Betsy knew that she didn’t really mind.
“Climb on top of me, baby,” Grace moaned softly.
Betsy was on her knees and made no effort to resist when the older woman turned her and then forced her to lay face down between her legs.
“Suck me, make me feel good, Betsy. Make Grace happy and she’ll see to it that you have such a lovely night. Suck my pussy, lover!!”
Small fingers hooked into the thickened lips of Grace’s hairy cunt. Betsy stared down at the wet, salmon red membranes of the blonde’s slit and felt her mouth water with anticipation.
A hand pressed at the back of her head. Betsy heard Grace moan happily as she jammed the sharp tip of her tongue against the firm knot of the blonde’s clitoris. Betsy shivered with excitement and began a slow, lapping stroke with her tongue. Not only didn’t she mind doing this for the blonde, she was a little shocked to realize that she loved doing it!
Betsy had just established a head bobbing, nibbling and licking movement between Grace’s splayed thighs when she heard the scraping sound of the bed table drawer being opened. Grace wiggled and shivered as the naked little girl rubbed and licked her wet cunt.
“Ummmmmm, that’s wonderful, baby,” Grace breathed as she moved. Again Betsy’s eyes swiveled and in the mirror across from the bed she saw the woman sucking and licking at a long, white plastic tube. For a second the little girl didn’t understand, but then Grace twisted something at the bottom of the tube and the strong, buzzing sound that filled the room told her what was going to happen.
“I’m going to make you feel good, honey,” Grace whispered when she pulled the vibrator out of her mouth. “I’ll make you so happy that you’ll never want to go home again!!”
Betsy wanted to pull away before Grace could insert the buzzing machine, but Betsy’s muscles had turned to butter and she couldn’t move. The trembling little girl watched out of the corner of her eye as the mirror images twisted and shook.
Grace pressed a hand under her tummy and forced Betsy’s bottom up a few inches, then she gave the vibrator a last, loving lick then slowly slid its conical head into the waiting throat of the girl’s tight little cunt.
A tiny squeal of surprise and delight bubbled out of Betsy’s mouth. Her pink little tongue increased its speed as the lovely vibrations sank into her to the very bottom of her tight little love sheath!!
“Ummmmm, uh thut fulls su guuuuud!!!” Her words were muffled by the slick lips of Grace’s cunt and the older woman gasped and whimpered with pleasure when she felt Betsy’s teeth gently nip at her distended clitoris. “Uhhhhh, push ut duuuuuper un muhhh!!!”
Her own baby love knot was burning and Betsy knew that it would only take a few lovely seconds for the delicious buzzing to give her the release that she needed. The pretty little girl burrowed her face between the woman’s trembling thighs and sucked. Hot, slippery lube coated her nose and her cheeks. Her small, pointed chin forced its way into the open flaps of the blonde’s adult cunt, making her squeal and groan with pleasure.
“Annnnnggghhh… suck it harder!! Oooohhh, baby!!!” Grace shook and wiggled under her, but Betsy didn’t lose the seal that her sucking lips had formed around her cunt. “Aaaaaiiiiieee!!”
Grace bucked and heaved. Her fat breasts rubbed against the insides of Betsy’s slim thighs and in her excitement the gasping woman jammed a stiff forefinger deep in the center of the surprised little girl’s exposed and defenseless anus!!
“Awwwwwwoooowww!!! Ohhhh… noooo,” Betsy moaned as she licked harder and harder at the rigid stalk of the woman’s clit. The finger in her still sore little ass wiggled and twisted, pulling and stretching her at the same time that the buzzing vibrator popped in and out of her gorged little honey pot!!
“Awwwww, baby,” Grace gasped as the last after shocks of her orgasm faded away. “Do you like it in the ass? Did one of those dirty men push his big dong in your ass and teach you to like it?”
Grace’s strong hands pulled at her and Betsy felt so helpless, so weak that she didn’t consider resisting. She was pulled backward until she could feel the blonde’s warm breath on her parted ass cheeks. Betsy didn’t know what to expect, but even so, she wasn’t prepared for what happened next.
“Ummmmm, sweet little baby,” Grace murmured.
Betsy squealed when she felt the firm cheeks of her trim little bottom spread even wider. Then she called out in a strangled voice when she felt the warm, slippery wash of a tongue as it swirled and pressed around the softened oval of her tiny rectal opening.
“Ooooohhhh, ullllmmmm,” Grace murmured as her lips fastened tight around the loosened opening.
Betsy gasped and shook. She couldn’t control the automatic jerking, stroking motions that sent her aroused little body back against the tongue and helped it force its way past her weakened sphincter and into the firm sleeve of her anal passage.
“Oooooo, you do like it,” Grace crooned when she finally pulled her stiff tongue out of the grip of Betsy’s ass and licked the tender flesh that surrounded her anus. “I know, baby. I know how good it can be like that!!”
Betsy moaned in frustration when she felt herself being lifted off Grace’s soft, comforting body. But the naked little girl saw the look on the blonde’s face and shuddered. It wasn’t over, Grace hadn’t begun!
“Don’t worry, lover,” Grace whispered as she turned Betsy over and deftly pulled the drawer beside her open again. “I have a lovely, delicious surprise for you.”
The naked little girl moaned. The thick shaft of the vibrator had filled her completely and its electric agitation deep in her belly weakened her and left her defenseless against anything that Grace had in mind. The slender twelve-year-old watched Grace in the mirror as she hurriedly fastened a dark leather harness around her middle.
Betsy felt a warning chill of fear and excitement ripple through her, but the constant buzzing of the vibrator sapped her strength and left her weak and helpless before the excited woman.
“Agggghhhhh, this is going to be so nice for you,” Grace muttered as she reached back into the drawer and brought out a big, perfectly molded cock!! “You’re going to yell, baby, but it’s going to be so nice that you’ll beg for more!!”
Grace straightened up behind her and Betsy watched in fascinated horror as the woman screwed the pink rubber staff onto the post that jutted out from the harness that she wore snug around her waist. “You can do it to me too, honey,” the woman sighed as she paused to coat the fake cock with a thick film of ointment. “I’ve got a bigger one than this and I’d love to have you fuck me with it!!”
Betsy whimpered and shook as she watched Grace bend over her and felt the firm, uplifted cheeks of her ass spread wide. The little girl watched as the gleaming head of the greased dildo dipped into the crease between her buttocks then gasped when she felt its cool, hard pressure against the weakened ring of her anal opening.
An awful memory lanced through her and Betsy squealed when she remembered the first pain that she always felt when Dave took her in the ass.
The naked little girl tensed her body and felt like screaming when the first, powerful thrust of the plastic cock hit her. But instead of the pain, Betsy felt the smooth, almost effortless entry of the greased plastic pole as it went in and with each terrible inch that it gave her the naked little girl groaned louder and wiggled harder!
“Awwwwwuuuuggghhh!!! Ooooo, it feels goooood!!!” She felt Grace’s warm hands pinning her to the bed and fought to lift her bottom so that she could receive even more of the lovely rod. “Oggghhhh, Grace! I love it! Do it… I want more, fuck me in the ass, Grace!!”
A sickly, sweet feeling of contentment filled her. Betsy felt her small breasts grow harder, more swollen, felt her clit stiffen even more as she was penetrated fore and aft. The long, hard length of the vibrator lay buzzing and twitching in the tight grip of her pussy while the hard, warming length of the dildo pushed her soft, yielding bowels aside.
“I will, lover,” the blonde panted as she thrust and shoved her unnatural cock into the little girl’s upturned anus. “You’re going to be wonderful. A super star! I swear it. A real super star!!”
The naked little girl was too far gone to wonder what those words meant and she was also too engrossed with the lovely sensations that were exploding inside of her to hear the muted, rasping whisper of frame after frame of film being fed into a camera just outside of the window!!
“Aaaaaggghhh… Oooohhh, harder! I… aaaiiiieeeeeee!!!”
“Betsy… Betsy Morrison.”
The slim little twelve-year-old was startled to hear a man calling her name. The young usherette had just stepped down from the bus and stood staring in surprise at the man who sat in the car by the curb.
“Betsy? Come over here for a second, I want to talk to you.”
She’d only taken a few steps in the direction of the curb when Betsy noticed something that unnerved her completely. The man behind the wheel looked like her daddy. He looked more like him than Mr. Baker, the theater chain manager did!!
“Do I know you? I… I don’t think that I know you,” Betsy stammered as she bent down and peered into the car. “You’d better leave me alone or I’ll… call the police!”
The man in the car just grinned at her and opened a leather case that he took out of his pocket. The slim little brunette saw the badge gleaming in the shining rays of the sun and almost cried out loud. I knew it!! I knew that I would get in trouble!!
“Get in, kid,” the policeman said quietly. “I just want to talk to you, don’t get yourself in an uproar!”
He even sounded like her father and, despite the fear and nervous twitches that she felt racing over her body, Betsy was aware of the slow itch of excitement that was creeping along her blood stream.
The man in the car motioned for Betsy to get in and after a few moments hesitation she got in. He knew her name. She couldn’t run away from him. The man turned his head, checked the oncoming traffic then, without a word to her, he pulled his car into the slow lane and drove away from the bus stop corner.
She waited, not trusting herself to say the right thing. But as the time passed, Betsy found it harder and harder. “Am I… Am I under arrest?”
The man laughed. He didn’t chuckle or giggle, he threw his big head back and roared at her.
“Awwww, honey. Do I look like a dude who would arrest a sweet little pumpkin like you?”
She didn’t know why, but the fear ebbed away and a shy, questioning smile eased the serious planes of Betsy’s pretty face.
Without warning the man pulled the car back to the curb. They were parked in a quiet, warehouse area. There were no pedestrians, no one to see them talking.
“No, you’re not under arrest, Betsy,” the man said gently. “I just think that you’re a confused little girl who’s caught up in something that she can’t handle.”
The fear came back and Betsy stiffened. He was right, of course, but she couldn’t admit it. She didn’t trust him, no matter how nice he seemed.
Almost as if he could read her thoughts, the policeman reached into his suit coat pocket and handed her a small, printed card. “My name is Jim Richards, Betsy. Take my card. I know that you don’t want to talk to me now, but I think that you will soon.”
Betsy stared in fascination at the crisp, white card. It read Detective James Richards and it included a phone number and the police department crest.
Jim Richards smiled at her and laid a gentle hand on Betsy’s arm. “You’re in over your head, kid. I don’t want any trouble for you, but that bastard Simpson and that kid that pimps for him, Rick? Those are the ones that I want!!”
Betsy looked up from the card and saw the truth in the gray-haired policeman’s eyes.
“They’re scum, honey. They’ll use you and turn you out until there’s nothing left of you to sell and then they’ll drop you like a piece of shit!”
Betsy wanted to cry. She knew that he was telling the truth, but just the same her tongue refused to move. She couldn’t tell him what was happening to her.
“I know, I know that you don’t want to talk to me now, Betsy,” Jim Richards said calmly. “But I think that you will soon. Call me! Tell me what they’re doing to you and I’ll help. You have to believe me. I’ll help!!”
Betsy stood on the corner, watching the police detective’s car slip away and into the flow of traffic. For a moment the frightened little girl considered tearing up the card that she clutched and turning her back on Jim Richards’ offer of help. But then a sudden calm came over her and she opened her purse and carefully tucked the card away.
The moment that she walked through the back door of the Majestic, Betsy could feel it. The little girl shivered when she sensed the cold, tense vibrations in the air. Those vibrations were mean and hurtful and spoke of an awful thing that was about to happen!
She saw Grace. The blonde was bending over the candy counter, her hands busily filling the case with fresh candy bars and boxes of goodies. The slim little girl stared at the older woman and in her heart she knew that Grace didn’t care. No matter what she said or how she acted when they were alone. Betsy could sense a distance between them, a void that could never be bridged.
Before the worried little girl could speak and ask Grace what was happening, Betsy heard Newton Simpson’s deep voice calling to her from the head of the stairs. “You’re late, Betsy. Come up here, will you?” She didn’t want to go with him, but, looking up, Betsy saw a hard, demanding look on the handsome theater manager’s face. “Hurry, I have something that I want to show you before we open.”
He didn’t even wait to see if she would obey. Newton Simpson turned on his heel and strode away.
Betsy darted a quick look at Grace, hoping for some sign of support, but instead the blonde flushed and quickly looked away.
“Shut the door, honey,” Newton said in a deceptively soft voice.
The man was smiling at her, but the smile stopped before it reached his eyes. They were cold as they stared at her.
Betsy did as she was told then turned back to Newton. She wanted to stay by the door, but he held out a hand for her and the slim little girl had no choice but to go to him.
“I haven’t seen you for the last few days, honey,” Newton purred. “I’ve been thinking about you.”
She was drawn up on the man’s lap. As she settled back against his chest Betsy could feel the dark haired man’s big prick stir and stiffen against her bottom.
“Mr. Baker and I had a little talk about you today,” Newton said. His warm hand boldly slid up under Betsy’s skirt. “We’ve decided that you should be able to do a little more work.” Betsy gasped softly as the man’s stiff finger pressed in against the folds of her hairless sex. “It’s work that can make you a lot of money. More than you’re making now.”
Newton bent his head and licked at the side of Betsy’s neck while he jerked her panty crotch aside and forced his fingertip into her moistening little slit. “A lot of men who come to the film club like you and they’d be willing to pay good money if you would go off with them for a little while and… be nice!”
She knew what he meant! Betsy had known that it would come to this since she saw Kathy take that man back behind the screen. The slim little girl moaned and shook her head. The finger inside of her was moving and twisting, making it hard for her to think.
“Noooooo, I don’t want to do that… I oggggghhhh!!!” Newton had pinched her stiff little clit and the mixture of pain and pleasure that welled up in her made her insides melt. “I… that’s wrong. I don’t want to do that,” the pretty child whimpered again, but the tone of her soft voice was weaker, less certain.
“I didn’t think that you would, at first,” Mr. Simpson sighed in Betsy’s ear.
He was moving under her and the trembling little girl could feel his big dong pressing in between the cheeks of her panty clad ass.
“That’s why Grace and I took out a little insurance policy last night.”
There was an envelope on the desk. Newton used his free hand to tip it and spill its contents. The theater manager’s voice sounded harder and determined. His finger dug painfully deep into the soft, slick tissues of Betsy’s puffy little cunt. “Look at the pictures, Betsy! Take a long look at all of them and then tell me how you’d like your mother to see them or have some of them passed around to the kids that go to your school?”
Newton roughly pushed her forward, his finger still buried in the shocked little brunette’s hairless pussy.
Betsy moaned and trembled as her bulging eyes moved from one glossy photograph to the next. In an instant she realized that they must have been taken from an open bedroom window, the window in the corner of Grace’s room!!
“Awwwggghhhh… they’re awfulllllllll,” the lovely little girl moaned. She saw herself writhing and screaming. Saw herself, the white shaft of the vibrator sticking out of her vagina while she lifted her slim body to the fat, plastic prick that jutted obscenely from the harness around the older woman’s hips. “Noooooooo, don’t show them,” the pretty little girl pleaded softly. “Don’t let anyone see them!!”
Newton laughed. He picked up a picture and pressed it in front of the shamed little girl’s face. Betsy found herself staring at the image of herself one hand pressed between Grace’s splayed thighs while she held the dripping dildo in the other. The thick, flanged head of the plastic obscenity was in her mouth!! “Looks like you’ve learned to like sucking cocks, honey.” The man gave Betsy’s tight little love sheath a shake. “You’ll do what I tell you. You’ll be a good little whore and fuck when I tell you to, won’t you?” He didn’t give her a chance to agree. “Because if you don’t you’re going to be known as the dirtiest little girl in town!!”
“Ooooooo, you’re hurting me,” Betsy squealed. She tried to lift herself off the punishing finger. “I’ll be good. I’ll do anything that you tell me to do, honest!”
She could hear a triumphant sound in Newton Simpson’s voice and the shaken, crying little girl was shocked when she realized how much she hated him!
“I know you’ll be a good girl. I’ll make you be a nice, obedient little whore and wreck you in the process!!”
Mr. Simpson’s finger was still buried deep inside of her and as it moved and twisted, Betsy gasped. She hated him, she did! But each time that the man teased the slim little girl’s rigid clitoris her need for release grew stronger!
“Get on your knees, you little slut,” Mr. Simpson grated in her ear. Betsy shivered and moaned in faint protest when he jerked his finger out of her slippery little love sheath, but she didn’t fight when he rudely pushed her off his lap and onto the floor in front of his chair.
Betsy trembled and pressed her slender thighs together in a vain effort to still the vibrating excitement of her clitoris and to stop the flow of love lube as it squirted out of her and ran down the insides of her leg.
Mr. Simpson smiled at her as he casually unbuckled his slacks and jerked his swollen cock into view. Betsy sighed as she stared at the swollen, purple-hued head of the prick. No words were spoken. The excited little girl knew what the man wanted.
Betsy could hear the dry, whispering sounds her knees made on the stiff carpet as she inched closer to Newton’s legs. A violent, clenching spasm hit the little girl’s belly as she pressed her face between the seated man’s thighs and extended the tip of her pink tongue.
Slowly, gently, Betsy licked all of the fat, jerking dong before her. She heard Mr. Simpson’s sighs of pleasure and instead of disgusting her, they excited her all the more!
Newton had dropped his hand away from his prick and it jerked and wobbled under Betsy’s tongue. The little girl pressed the burning tips of her small breasts against the groaning man’s knees and opened her mouth. The slick, velvet-smooth flesh of the cock head felt nice as it slid over the flat blade of her tongue. Betsy pursed her lips around the shoulders of the shaft and sucked. At the same time, she worked her tongue in wide circles against the hard vein on the underside. “Ummmmmggghhh, that’s right, little slut,” Mr. Simpson groaned approvingly. “Suck it good! Suck it and lick it and make it wet and slick so that I can shove it in you!”
Betsy groaned. The filthy words were raining down on her and no matter what she thought, they excited her. Almost against her will, the slim little girl pressed closer, letting Newton’s bony shin wedge in between her parting thighs. Ooooooo! She could feel the bone rub against her puffy, wet little cunt and shamelessly wiggled against it, driving her desire to a new, terrifying pitch!
Mr. Simpson sighed. His fingers twined in her thick, dark hair and forced the excited little girl’s head up and down in his lap. Wet, rasping sounds escaped Betsy’s mouth as she sucked and pulled on the big man’s cock.
At last the man made a groaning, gasping sound and tore Betsy’s saliva filled mouth away from his prick. The little girl gasped for air while she stared in lewd fascination at a long string of saliva and love juice dripped from the end of the purple cock head that she’d been nursing on. “Get up here! On the desk you little cunt!!”
He was rough with her, but Betsy didn’t mind. The slender little girl felt like putty in his hands.
With one sweep of his hand, Mr. Simpson cleared a space on his desk top. The filthy photographs spun and slithered away and Betsy groaned as she was forced face down on the smooth surface of his desk.
There was a dull, ripping sound and Betsy knew that her panties had been torn away. The little girl moaned. She lay pinned against the desk, her feet dangling a few inches from the floor, her bottom naked and upturned before her tormentor.
“I saw you,” Newton chanted as he moved in behind Betsy. “I saw you jump and squirm when that whore shoved that plastic cock in your ass!” Her skirt had been tossed high over her waist and the defenseless child whimpered when Mr. Simpson’s naked cock rubbed between the firm cheeks of her trim little bottom. “I’m going to try that soon! Think about it, slut! I’m going to fuck that tight looking little ass of yours until you pop!”
Roughly the man lifted her. Betsy hung suspended in his grip and whined with excitement when she felt the saliva-coated head of his cock find the plump separation of her baby sex and push the lips apart.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Newton’s voice sounded rough and labored. “I taught you to like cock, honey! I popped your little cherry, remember? I’m the one who taught you to love this!!”
The head of the cock found the tight throat of her vagina and then rammed in. Betsy gasped and shook. The air was forced out of the half naked girl’s lungs when the cock slammed into her in one punishing stroke. “Annnnnggghhh… Ooooooo, Mr. Simpson!!”
“You’re all alike,” the groaning man whispered as he began to make his thick slab of a prick move and jerk in the fight grip of Betsy’s cunt. “That’s why I love this job! I like it when I can take a little pussy like you and turn you into my whore! That’s all you’re good for, cunt!”
“Ooooohhhh… huuuuuhhh!!!” The words stung her, but the feel of the big cock slipping and popping inside of her more than healed the hurt. Betsy gasped. She wiggled and humped her slender little body on the end of Mr. Simpson’s prick.
“Yesssss, I know that’s all I’m good for,” the little girl whispered heatedly. “I’m a whore. You’ll turn me into one! You’ll make sure that a lot of dirty men get to put their fat things in me and I know it!!”
She meant what she said, every nasty word of it! Betsy was beginning to hate herself but she couldn’t control the violent spasms that shook her. She couldn’t deny the hot, slick demand for release that had come to life inside of her!!
“Oooooogggghhh… I’m cummmming!” Newton Simpson gasped and moaned. “I’m shooting my cum in your belly!!”
She hated him, but just the same Betsy moaned with pleasure when she felt the hot flood of wetness inside of her. The man’s prick was oiled and coated with it, making it glide easier in her belly and over the rigid tip of her swollen clit. “Aaaaaiiiieeee,” Betsy squealed happily as her own sweet climax exploded inside of her. “Harder, shove it in all the way, harder!!! AAAAnnnggg… Ooooooooo!!! Oooooooo!!!!” Delicate waves of pleasure washed and lapped through her. The lovely little girl shook and wiggled. The cheeks of her plump ass kissed and compressed around the shaft of Mr. Simpson’s prick. Her hairless pelvic arch scrubbed and squeaked against the polished surface of his desk.
I’ll get you, a little voice whispered over the groans and moans of pleasure. I’ll fix you. You won’t turn me into your personal whore!!!!
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