I Trick Teens!

Exquisitely pretty little twelve-year-old Julie Miller smiled coyly at
her new boyfriend as she slowly opened the topmost button on the front
of her crisp white blouse………………
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Schoolgirl’s First Date

by Simone Suchler

Chapter 1

Exquisitely pretty little twelve-year-old Julie Miller smiled coyly at

her new boyfriend as she slowly opened the topmost button on the front

of her crisp white blouse.

Billy drooled and watched closely as Julie’s delicate fingers moved

lower and lower down the front of her tight blouse, lingering tenderly

at the button that held the material closed over her sweetly formed

young tits.

“Come on, baby!” Billy whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.

“Now, if you’re going to get all bothered about this, Billy, I’ll just

have to button myself right back up!” Julie said, pursing her full wet

lips and slipping the button back through the buttonhole.

“Oh, Julie!”

“Then behave yourself! I told you I would give you a look! But that’s

all! Now stop that drooling and just watch!”

Billy nodded eagerly, wiped his sweaty palms hard over his knees. His

eyes dropped to the small bulges of the pre-teen’s breasts.

Julie settled herself back against the car seat, wet her lips again,

then freed the button once more. She was just as excited as Billy was,

sitting here in the back seat of her big brother’s car. Jerry, the

youngster’s brother, had finally been persuaded to take his little

sister along to the drive-in. He was not happy with the job and had

secretly arranged with his girlfriend that she would drive her car and

park in the back row at the far end. Then, after Jerry drove the two

little kids into the drive-in, he would leave them alone in his car and

hop over to Ellen’s. This arrangement had worried Julie at first,

because she didn’t really know Billy all that well, but when Jerry

promised to park only a few cars away and in the same row, she agreed.

And the idea of being alone with Billy, one of the most desirable boys

in school, was very exciting to her! Imagine! Little Julie and Big

Billy! His reputation was well established among the older girls! Macho

man! Hung like a horse! Well, maybe it was true that Julie didn’t

really understand what “hung like a horse” meant, but the other girls

had sure been impressed when Julie had told them that Billy had asked

her out for a date!

Donna, one of Julie’s best friends, had taken her aside during lunch

period and tried to explain about Billy.

“Julie, are you nuts?”

“Huh? What are you talking about, Donna?” Donna clutched at her

friend’s upper arm, making Julie wince.

“Are you stupid, girl? Billy Powers is a sex maniac!”

Julie yanked her arm out of Donna’s hurting grip.

“You’re the one who’s nuts, Donna!”

“Oh? You better ask Norma whether I’m nuts or not! She can tell you all

about him! And I mean ALL!”

Julie pouted her lovely lips and creased her brows in a pretty frown.

She whirled away from her friend and sat down on the cement steps

leading down toward the football field behind the school.

“Okay,” she said. “Tell me about him.”

“I don’t know,” Donna admitted, sitting down beside her young friend,

and taking her upper arm in both her hands, and pulling Julie close.

“But Norma told me some absolutely terrible things about him.”

Julie tried to pull her arm free, but only halfheartedly. She liked

Donna a lot, and sometimes she even liked the other girl’s gentle

caresses, her delicate touches–but right now all she wanted to do was

hear about Billy Powers.

“Are you going to tell me or not?” she insisted, offering her arm in

exchange for the secret information.

Donna stroked Julie’s bare skin with her fingertips, just barely

touching, tickling, loving.

“Norma told me Billy wanted to …”

“Well?”

“Billy wanted her to let him … tie her up!”

Julie’s head jerked back, causing her long thick blonde hair to fall

down over her pretty face and shoulders.

“What?”

“Yes! He wanted to tie her up! And you can just imagine the things he

wanted to do to her after he had her like that!”

Julie kept the frown on her face, her lips twisted up on her face as

she considered what she’d just been told. She wasn’t sure she

understood it right.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“With what?” Donna asked. She was stroking Julie’s bare arm with her

cheek, now.

“With letting him tie her up?”

Donna pulled her head away from Julie’s arm and stared at her friend in

open astonishment.

“What’s wrong with it? If a girl lets a man tie her up, she’ll let him

do … anything else he wants, too!”

Julie made a face at Donna.

“Oh, poop! You don’t know anything! And Norma is a crazy bitch!”

“Julie!” Donna shrieked. She hated that kind of language. It upset her

terribly, and to hear her best friend talk like that was doubly

upsetting to the youngster. She leaped up and glared down at Julie.

“I suppose you’d let him tie you up?”

Julie was angry now, too, and without really thinking about her answer,

she leaped up and shouted loudly at Donna. “Yes, I would! And a lot of

other things, too!”

And Donna turned and ran away, tears running down her cheeks. She hid

in the girl’s bathroom, and wept her heart out, so terribly afraid for

her friend, and afraid that Julie really would let Billy have her

virginity. And that was the first time in her life poor little Donna

realized she wanted Julie’s virginity! That she loved Julie!

She wept harder, and wasn’t even aware of the arm encircling her

shoulders until a quiet voice whispered in her ear, “Oh, Donna. I’m

sorry. I’m sorry.”

Donna twisted and turned until she was fully in the arms of her

girlfriend, and she gulped hard and sniffed back her last tears, then

slowly and tentatively brought her lips close to Julie’s, her young

heart pounding wildly in her tiny chest. Julie was confused, but felt a

strange sensation growing stronger inside her body, deep inside her

heart and even deeper inside her … cunny!

And she moved her head forward the slightest bit, to touch her full

lips against Donna’s thin lips. The two twelve-year-old girls kissed!

But the touch of Donna’s burning eager lips frightened Julie, and she

jerked her head back, and gasped, “Oh!”

Donna tightened her grip around Julie’s back, pulling their small

bodies as tightly together as it was possible for them to get with

their clothes on!

“Julie!” Donna burst out. “I love you!”

“No!” Julie cried, twisting her body out of Donna’s arms and backing

away, pressing the back of her arm against her lips, which were still

moist with her girlfriend’s saliva.

“Yes! I love you!”

Donna took a step forward, forcing Julie back another step. Julie found

herself enclosed by the walls of the toilet stall. She glanced around

quickly, then stared at the young girl before her. She was , scared!

Donna lifted her hands in front of her, imploring her friend to

understand her need, her love–but it was a need and a love that she

didn’t understand herself! Her hands went up to her face and covered

her eyes. She burst into tears.

When she lowered her hands again, Julie was gone.

And now, only a few hours later, here she sat in the back seat of her

brother’s car, unbuttoning her blouse for Billy.

The evening had gotten off to a very nice start. Julie had dressed in

her prettiest Sunday dress, putting on her only pair of real stockings

instead of those horrible pantyhose, and wearing a lovely black ribbon

in her hair. As she put the black ribbon on, she felt a sharp twinge of

pleasure rush over her nipples and she couldn’t figure out why! It was

a long ribbon, with two very long tails that hung down through her long

blonde hair. As she drew it through her slender fingers, she recalled

Donna’s words about letting Billy tie her up.

And at that moment, she felt her nipples tingle! And she subconsciously

rubbed her thighs tightly together between her nubile legs!

But the thought of Donna’s words about Billy brought with it the mental

image of her best girlfriend standing in the john, weeping, imploring

…

Julie wet her lips and frowned. Then she shrugged and let the picture

drift from her mind as she finished her preparations for her evening

with Billy.

Her outfit consisted of a tight white blouse with a thin ruffle down

the buttons and around the collar and wrists. A black skirt, cinched

tightly at the waist with a black cloth belt, showed her long slim legs

to best advantage. The skirt hung down to just above the little girl’s

sweetly dimpled knees. She wore her best training bra, the one with the

sleek silken cups that fit so nicely over her just-budding mounds. Her

panties were plain white cotton. She had not yet had her first period,

so the panties had no extra material in the crotch. When she pulled

them up tightly over her hairless little puffy pussy, every sweet

detail could be seen!

Secretly she purchased a pair of flesh-tone stockings and a pretty

white garterbelt. Julie hated pantyhose. She wasn’t sure exactly why,

but they felt so constricting on her long legs, and when she didn’t

wear them, the cool air felt so nice against her bare skin.

Julie’s heart was pounding hard and wild, her blood racing through her

veins, as she pulled the stockings slowly upward over her long strong

legs and hooked them to the garterbelt.

She stood up and checked her appearance in the full length mirror on

the inside of her bedroom door.

She arched her back and drew her shoulders back to accent the small

upthrusting of her just-budding breasts. Wow! she thought.

She pressed her hands firmly against her tight tummy, feeling the taut

muscles, then let her palms slide upward to the undersides of her

breast-mounds. She moved her thumbs up over her nipples and wiggled

them back and forth over the front of her blouse, feeling the sensation

even through the material of blouse and bra, feeling the tingling

wonderful warmth grow slowly, deep down in the core of her nipples!

Oh! she moaned to herself, closing her eyes and letting her head fall

backward. She stood before her mirror, slowly massaging her small but

beautifully formed young breasts, her eyes closed and her long hair

dangling loosely behind her.

Mmmmmm. Her moan was low and throaty, like that of a full grown woman

in heat! She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the moisture come out

on her skin down there, and the funny tension grow stronger up inside

her virgin cunny.

It felt so nice!

She began to press her palms harder against her breasts. Her tiny

nipples were hard under her moving thumbs, and tickled and itched and

begged for scratching and touching and pulling and … and … kissing!

She was lost in her own sweet feelings.

“You’re one damned sexy little broad!”

Julie screamed, gasped, straightened quickly, and slapped both palms

hard over her mouth. It was Jerry!

“How dare you come in here without knocking!?” Julie shouted at her

older brother as she whirled toward him, blushing fully and feeling the

hot flush of shame sweep over her entire body.

Jerry was leaning casually against the doorframe, smiling in a way that

Julie had never seen before. He was staring at her in a new way, too.

Julie wasn’t too sure she liked it.

But she wasn’t sure she didn’t like it, either! She pursed her lips in

anger at him, cocked her head, but he pushed himself away from the

doorframe and stepped fully into the room.

“Damned sexy!”

“Oh, stop it! Jerry! Stop looking at me like that, or I’ll … I’ll

…”

Jerry grinned broadly. “You’ll what, little girl? Tell Mom? Tell her

what? That you were standing there playing with your little titties?”

Julie blushed again, lowered her eyes.

“Hey, little sister! Maybe I’ll be the one to tell! How would you like

that, huh? Maybe I’ll tell Mom what I just saw you doing to yourself!

Shall I do that?”

Jerry moved further into Julie’s bedroom, reaching out behind him to

push the door shut. “Hey kid! Answer me! Shall I tell Mom what I saw

you doing just now?”

Julie was backing away from him. Her eyes grew wide, her mouth dropped

open.

“No, Jerry,” she said very quietly.

Jerry stopped right in front of her. His lower chest pressed against

the front of her blouse. Julie swayed backward a bit to avoid his

touch. She kept her eyes lowered.

“‘No, Jerry’?” he asked. He put his thumb under his chin and jabbed

upward, forcing her face up.

Julie had been trained from birth to obey the men in her life. Her

mother never gave her father the slightest hint of backtalk, and often

Julie had heard her mother crying in the bedroom after her father had

stormed out to the kitchen for another beer. “Jerry, Please don’t.”

Jerry grinned down at the little girl. “Don’t what, kid? I haven’t done

anything to you.”

Julie gulped, but it hurt her throat from the position she was being

forced to hold. Her eyes wide, she watched her brother’s face. He was

obviously considering his position with her. Just how much could he get

away with, in this situation?

“It’s almost time to go, Jerry,” she said with difficulty.

He lifted his other hand and checked the time.

“You’re right. It is,” he said. Then he added, with a snort: “Almost!”

Julie sighed and closed her eyes, turned her head so that her brother’s

thumb wasn’t shoved up under her soft chin flesh.

“You know, Julie, I wasn’t too happy about taking you and your

boyfriend to the drive-in tonight. I mean, I had some pretty nice plans

for Ellen and me. Now you’re ruined those plans, and I think you ought

to … well … offer some sort of … let’s call it ‘compensation’ …

don’t you?”

“Hey, I didn’t ruin any plans!” the twelve year old complained. “You

and Ellen will be all alone in her car, and you can do exactly the same

thing you’d have done in your car!”

“Smartass, are you? You know what I mean, Julie. You and your boyfriend

are getting a nice free evening, all alone, and all because of me. What

do you say? A little compensation?”

He reached out and stroked Julie’s pretty hair, fitting it behind her

ear.

“What kind of … compensation?” the little girl said quietly.

Jerry shrugged. He bent his lips close exposed ear and whispered, “Let

me watch you play with yourself!”

Julie twisted away, shocked.

“No!” she shouted, rushing around to the far side of her bed. “NO!”

Jerry laughed openly at his little sister’s shocked expression. He

walked over to the door and pulled it open. Rubbing his nose casually,

he turned back and looked at the beautiful twelve-year-old girl.

“You better plan on it, baby girl,” he said.

Chapter 2

Once they found a stall in the back row at the drive-in, Jerry hopped

out without a word and walked over the crunchy gravel to Ellen’s car,

leaving the two young people alone.

They were sitting in the back seat, separated by about two feet of

empty space. As soon as Jerry left, Billy slid over next to Julie,

slipping his arm around her shoulder and bending his elbow so that his

hand hung limply down over the front of the little girl’s chest.

Julie felt as though her heart were bursting through her ribcage, but

she let Billy keep his hand where it was. She was afraid he would think

she was a silly little dope if she made any move to protect her tits

from his hands. And yet, she had never let a boy touch her there. She

was nervous, excited, frightened, and very, very eager! She couldn’t

wait for Billy to touch her breasts, even through the material of her

bra and blouse!

And she dreaded it!

She had only one recourse–she grabbed Billy’s dangling hand with both

of hers!

Billy sighed, let his arm go dead-weight on the girl’s shoulder. There

was always his other hand. Billy cleared his throat and shifted his

weight around, settling his body tightly against the girl’s beside him,

then placed his free hand on Julie’s thigh.

Julie sighed, then bent her head to Billy’s shoulder. She kept her legs

pressed tightly together. She had no intention of letting him touch her

there!

Her breasts were available, but not her cunny!

Not on her first date with the guy.

She felt his fingers trying to slide down between her thighs, pushing

at the soft material of her skirt.

“Don’t,” she whispered.

“Okay,” Billy said, removing his hand from her thigh as casually as

he’d placed it there.

Julie didn’t know whether to be thankful for his co-operation or

disappointed by his seeming indifference to her body. His hand hadn’t

even made a move toward her tits. What was the matter with her? She

nestled closer to him, frowning. She let her eyes focus on the huge

movie screen outside.

The picture was just coming on.

The noise blared from the hundred speakers around them, but Billy made

no move to pull their own speaker into the car.

Julie glanced up at Billy’s face.

His eyes were glued to the screen. Julie pursed her lips in annoyance.

She pulled his hand downward a little bit, and pressed it lightly

against her breast, but he didn’t notice. Julie returned her gaze to

the movie.

She was getting upset, wondering just what was wrong with her that she

couldn’t keep Billy’s attention, even by letting him touch her breasts,

when the title of the flick flashed onto the screen: “SCHOOLGIRLS IN

BONDAGE!”

Julie groaned silently, deep in her throat. Maybe Donna was right about

this guy! She should have listened. Billy’s eyes grew wide as the first

part of the film began. Julie shook her head a bit, but decided her

best course of action would be to watch the picture carefully and pick

up some pointers on what exactly Billy liked.

After all, it was just tying girls up …

Wasn’t it?

The pre-teen watched as the young actress on the screen walked slowly

down the sidewalk, followed by a black van truck full of ugly men. They

were pointing and joking about her sexy body, telling each other the

vile things they would do to the girl if they got her alone.

The girl in the movie was wearing one of the shortest skirts Julie had

ever seen With every step, the cheeks of her ass peeped out from under

the hem.

Billy was breathing funny.

Julie pressed his palm fully against her small mound of breast, then

let her own hands slip down to her lap. She was trying to take his

attention away from the events on the screen. His hand rested over her

titty, but didn’t move, didn’t massage.

Suddenly, the girl in the movie was screaming wildly as the four men

cut her off with the truck, leaped out and yanked her into the back of

the van, and began binding her arms behind her back and stuffing a gag

into her mouth.

Billy was almost gasping!

His fingers began subconsciously clutching and clawing Julie’s breast.

The pressure was more than the pre-teen wanted, and his fingers could

really dig in hard, but at least he was doing it to her.

Julie desperately wanted Billy’s full and complete attention, not his

half-conscious molesting while he watched some young beautiful actress

being tied up and–oh my!–stripped! The four men were ripping the

girl’s blouse open, cutting her bra away from her shoulders with an

ugly-looking knife, baring her huge breasts!

And Billy was clawing at the buttons on the front of Julie’s tight

blouse!

“No!” she commanded him. Julie was pissed! She straightened up sharply,

jerked her body away from Billy’s, curled up tightly in the corner of

the car seat, wrapping her arms around her legs and hugging herself

hard.

“Hey! You crazy or something?”

“No.”

“What the hell you pouting about? You’re the one who put my hand on

your tit, not me!”

“Oh, shut up!”

“Hey, you little creep! What the hell are you pulling?”

Julie glared at him for a moment, then jerked her head at the screen.

“Watch your damned movie, creep!”

“Shit, Julie. What’s the matter?” Billy’s voice grew more gentle as his

attention was drawn away from the action on the screen. He seemed to be

really concerned about Julie. She relaxed a bit.

“I … I don’t know, Billy,” Julie remained curled protectively in her

corner. She was about to cry, partly from disgust and partly from

frustration.

“Hey, Julie. It’s okay,” Billy said, trying to soothe the girl. He

slipped closer to her, encircled her small body with both arms and drew

her tightly against him, stroking her soft long hair very tenderly and

massaging her upper back.

Julie let her hand slip over to Billy’s thighs but she brushed against

… what? Something huge and hard in his pants! His … cock! His COCK!

Julie gulped hard His cock!!

Billy quickly shot his hand down to cover hers, to capture her delicate

little hand there and press it down hard over his huge dick.

Julie tried to pull her hand away.

“No, do it. Come on, Julie. Do it.” Billy slowly relaxed the pressure

on the little girl’s hand. Julie left her hand where it was, cupping

the bulge in Billy’s tight pants.

It was a totally new experience for Julie, and one she hadn’t been

fully prepared for. She had assumed that Billy would try something with

her, and she was ready to let him play with her breasts, but she had

never dreamed he would want her to play with him!

Her blood pounded madly in her veins. Her mouth and lips were dry, but

her body was sweating. She felt so hot.

She gave the bulge a hesitant squeeze.

“Ouch!” Billy cried. He grabbed her hand away. “Bitch!” he shouted at

her.

Julie cringed. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you, Billy.”

“Well, damn it all, you better learn how to do this the right way,

Julie.”

Julie nodded. Billy slid back over to the center of the seat, spread

his knees wide apart.

“Well, come here.”

Julie moved out of her corner, but the baffled look on her sweet face

told Billy that he’d have to direct her. It was a nice thought for him.

He liked controlling girls. And he could sense that this one liked

being controlled!

“Unzip my pants.”

Julie frowned at him, but reached out a trembling hand and touched the

zipper on Billy’s pants.

“It’s easy, Julie … just pull it down.”

She struggled with the zipper with one hand for a moment, then had to

use both hands. But she got the thing down. She could see the whiteness

of Bill’s underpants through the gaping opening in his pants.

“Well?”

“Huh?” Julie said.

“Take me out.”

“Take you out?” Julie whispered.

Billy shook his head and snorted a brief laugh. Boy, was this one

stupid!

“Yeah! Take out my prick!”

“Oh,” Julie said very quietly. She stared at the whiteness inside

Billy’s pants. Then, very slowly, she reached down and opened the gap

farther, slipping her one hand inside and fumbling around with the

material of his underpants until she remembered what a boy’s underpants

looked like, recalled the slit in front …

She touched his skin!

“Oh!” she said, startled by the feel of Billy’s hot, firm dick. Julie

had seen a hard cock only once before. She had only seen her brother’s

cock a few times, mostly by accident–though over the past few months

she suspected he’d given her a few not-so-accidental shots–and it had

always been soft and dangling.

Billy’s prick was rigid under the girl’s fingers. He moaned as she

touched it, fumbling it out through the slit in the underwear and

exposing it to the warming air in the car.

My God! Julie gasped in her mind. What an incredible sight! The little

girl held for the first time in her life the instrument of all her

longing. She recognized it instantly. This was it!

“Wow!” she whispered loudly.

“Nice, huh?” Billy said, pleased with Julie’s response to the size of

his cock.

He was well hung, that was for sure! And he knew how to use the thing.

He’d had six virgins, and he was only fourteen himself! He eyed little

Julie’s pretty face and puffy blouse front with a critical pleasure. He

nodded, then let his head fall back against the seat as Julie began

toying with the rod of hot flesh in her delicate hands.

“Do it, baby!” he said.

Julie looked at his face, but his eyes were closed. She was afraid of

hurting him again, but something deep inside her told her she’d do all

right. She returned her full attention to the prick throbbing in her

hands. It was wonderful. So huge and hot, so fat and moist and smooth.

She was stunned to find herself getting into a position from which she

could kiss it!

SHE COULD KISS IT!

She looked it over closely, inspecting it thoroughly, moaning low to

herself as she turned it this way and that in her hands, treating the

living thing with the utmost respect.

Her hand seemed to wrap itself automatically around the thick shaft and

begin to stroke gently up and down.

“Oh, yeah! Good! Come on, Julie! Do it all the way! Jack me off, baby!”

Jack me off? It was an expression the little girl had never heard

before. Still, she understood what the boy wanted her to do for him.

She increased her grip pressure and began moving her hand faster up and

down along the shaft of Billy’s huge prick. He moaned and groaned as

his pleasure built steadily toward a magnificent climax. He was young

and had not learned to control the rapidity of his coming. It didn’t

take long!

But Julie was an untutored expert at jacking him off! She released his

cock and began playing with the sac of nuts as the base, toying with

the skimpy pubic hair, tickling lightly over his soft balls.

Billy reached out blindly and grasped Julie’s long blonde hair,

dragging her face downward into the crotch of his pants, bumping her

cheek against the tip of his cock.

At first, Julie started to protest, to pull away, but suddenly she let

it happen, caught her breath as she felt the firmness of the prick

against the softness of her unblemished cheek. Billy began thrusting

his cock against Julie’s face. The pretty pre-teen wet her lips and

found herself sticking her tongue out to taste the side of Billy’s

cockshaft!

It tasted sweet and salty at the same time! Julie began slobbering all

over the thing, wetting the hair at the base of Billy’s cock, bobbing

her beautiful face up and down along the side of the rod, and finally,

without even thinking about what she was doing anymore, slipping her

face up far enough to take the whole head of the dick into her hot,

wet, virgin mouth!

She was sucking on the cock and bobbing wildly, her long hair falling

down around the sides of her face, sucking and pulling at the cock head

like a pro before she realized what was happening!

I’m sucking cock!

WOW!

Her body was drenched with sweat inside the hot car, her face rushing

madly up and down on the shaft in her mouth, Billy’s fists clutched

hard and deep into her long hair, and suddenly he shot his hips high,

forcing his cock deep into Julie’s tight throat, and shot his wad down

her throat!

Julie gulped and gasped, struggling to free her face from the huge

cylinder spouting thick come into her mouth, gasping for air!

She gagged on the thick gouts of hot, fresh come, but swallowed hard

and fast to keep the stuff from spilling out of her mouth and onto her

lovely dress!

And it tasted terrific! Julie had learned that she loved the taste of

come!

Billy suddenly fell back onto the seat, his cock pulling out of the

little girl’s tight hot mouth with a loud pop!

“Oh, God!” Billy said, sucking in a deep breath of air.

Julie sat up on the seat, on her knees. She was very pleased with

herself. She sat up, smiling at her boyfriend and wiping the last

traces of his come from her full lips with her sharp little tongue.

Billy was exhausted. He looked at her and shook his head. “Baby, you

are something else!”

Julie grinned. “Thanks!”

Julie watched as Billy’s cock shrank back down to a normal size, lying

flaccid on his pants.

“Better put it back inside, baby!” he said. Julie eagerly obeyed him,

very carefully fitting the soft little thing back inside the

underpants, then carefully zipping the pants shut.

“Man, that was great!”

“I’m so glad you liked me!” Julie said, extremely proud of herself.

Chapter 3

Billy’s head rolled aside and his eyes caught sight of the picture on

the big screen again. He sighed deeply in pleasure, his hand reaching

out to pat Julie’s thigh under her skirt. Julie accepted his pat, like

a well-loved dog might accept a pat on the head from its master. She

sat staring at Billy’s face while he watched the movie.

She noted his full attention to the action up there, his total

absorption with the events of the movie. Slowly, she let her own

attention drift to the screen, and began taking mental notes, glancing

now and then toward Billy when she heard him moan or gasp at something

that had just happened in the film. It was a highly enlightening

session for the pre-teenager learning what would please her man, as she

was beginning to think of Billy.

Only she wasn’t certain that she could force herself to let him do to

her what the men in the movie were doing to that poor young girl!

Oh, my golly!

SCHOOLGIRLS IN BONDAGE ended with the young girl smiling lustfully into

the camera as her face was jerked backward and forward by the motion of

the hard assfucking she was getting.

Billy took a deep breath as the screen went dark, and turned his head

to look at Julie.

The pre-teen smiled weakly at the boy. Her pretty face was blushing,

her whole body felt hot and constricted by her embarrassment at the

subject of the film, the bondage and screwing of a young girl like

herself!

“Good flick,” Billy said.

“I guess so,” Julie told him, shrugging a little.

The fourteen-year-old boy reached out casually and began rubbing the

back of his hand over Julie’s breasts, feeling the silken friction

between her blouse and her training bra.

Julie hunched her shoulders, pulling her titties back away from the

boy’s touch.

“Hey, baby, after that terrific blow job, what’s the hassle with a

little feel?”

Julie blushed harder and moved again into her corner. She was having

second thoughts about what she’d done with Billy’s cock, taking it into

her mouth and sucking it dry. She was absolutely certain her reputation

as a “good” girl had been irrevocably destroyed by her behavior in the

back seat of the car. Billy was sure to spread the word about the fine

blow job he’d gotten from the little girl, and now it would haunt her

for the rest of her life!

Julie felt like crying! What a vile thing she had done!

A few salty tears slipped from her big bright blue eyes and trickled

down over her pretty cheeks.

Billy watched her without a word.

He didn’t mind watching a pretty girl crying. He felt his prick rising

as Julie’s tears began to flow more freely down her face, dropping

wetly onto the front of her tight white blouse over her little boobie

mounds. As her blouse and bra became wet with her tears, Billy could

see Julie’s dark brown nipples!

Julie let her tears flow for a few more minutes, until she heard all

around her the sound of the second movie coming on. Through her hands,

she took a peek at Billy. He had turned his attention to the film,

ignoring her tears and distress.

Oh, darn it all! she shouted in her mind Why can’t you take me in your

arms and comfort me, you creep!

But Julie couldn’t understand that Billy was no more familiar with how

to deal with girls like her than she was with how to deal with boys

like him.

Her tears subsided, she wiped her cheeks with the backs of her wrists,

then, pouting very obviously and sighing loud and often, she crossed

her arms over her chest and settled down in her corner, determined to

watch the movie and totally ignore Billy, no matter what!

If he could treat her like this, she could treat him even worse! She

could … well, she could … she didn’t know what she could do to get

even with him, but she began to think hard about the problem.

If Billy told stories about her behavior here, then she could tell

stories about him!

Yes! She could tell the girls that Billy was off his cookies, that he

wanted her to suck his cock–and here she could make such a face of

distaste and horror that the girls would simply have to believe her!–

but of course, she refused! And yes, Norma had told the truth, she

would tell them. Billy wanted to tie her up and feel her up and make

her do all sorts of Disgusting Vile Naughty Filthy Sexy things! But of

course, she refused!

Refused!

But as these thoughts began to take on clearer and clearer form, as her

mind began to bring into focus the sharper details of what she could

say, she found her nipples growing firm and hard and begin to tingle

with such lovely pleasure!

And her little cunny began to leak such a sweet perfume!

She sighed loudly and glanced at Billy, hoping he was watching the sexy

shifting of her long legs.

But he was staring wide-eyed at the film. On the screen, an incredibly

beautiful young girl was hanging from the overhead beam in a dungeon,

stripped to the waist, her lovely large knockers bouncing wildly with

each hard blow of the torturer’s thick whip!

And Billy was eating it up!

Little Julie could see the bulge throbbing in his pants!

Why wasn’t he holding her? Why wasn’t he trying to touch her tits or

feel up under her skirt or even just kiss her? What the fuck was wrong

with her!

Oh! OH! OHHHHH!

She had never said that terrible word before!

But now, she whispered it again, very quietly to herself.

Fuck.

She lifted her right hand up and let her fingers stroke ever so lightly

over the swollen little nubbin of her nipple! It sent electric shocks

of pure sex ripping through her breast! Pure fucking sex! FUCKING! Come

on, you stupid creep! Why the fuck don’t you try to fuck my cunthole?

Julie tightened her thighs as hard as she could to feel the sweet

sensations coursing into her clit, sensations that were compounded by

the stroking and pulling and pinching of her fingers at her own tiny

sensitive nipple!

She moaned, very quietly. Her long hair slipped back and forth over her

shoulders as the little girl let her head roll from side to side,

closed her eyes and brought her other hand up to her left breast and

began massaging hard, clutching and cupping and mashing her small

mounds hard in a rising frenzy of girlish innocent lust!

As her head turned in its rolling toward Billy, she blinked her eyes

open very briefly, just to see if he was watching her yet, and was

pleased to see that he was!

She parted her full lips a tiny bit and slipped her tongue out to wet

them, keeping her sweet face turned toward Billy.

He was drooling!

It suddenly struck Julie that what she was doing here in the car, for

herself and for Billy, was exactly what Jerry wanted to watch her do

for him!

And the thought of having Jerry watch her caress her own little

boobies–maybe even her bare boobies! brought the little pre-teen to

even greater heights of personal pleasure, pleasure that found its

focus in both of her burning nipples and her tight seeping clit!

“Go, baby!” Billy whispered harshly. The violent action up on the

screen had been completely forgotten by both young people.

“Oh, Billy!” Julie gasped. “This feels so good!”

“Let me!” he said, leaning toward her, reaching out for her breasts

with both hands curled like claws!

“No!” she shouted at him. “You just sit there and watch!”

Billy was shaking with desire for this beautiful morsel of masturbating

girlhood, but he forced himself to stay back, to only watch.

Julie was extremely pleased that she had taken the boy’s attention away

from the vicious whipping on the screen. Such painful torture really

upset her and she didn’t want that to ever happen to her!

She wanted this to happen to her!

Her own hands teasing her own nipples! And Billy, forcing her hands

away, taking her tits in his hands and mashing and crushing them into

mounds of aching lust!

But Billy was simply watching!

Damn you! Julie cried in her mind. Damn you, Billy! Take me! Make me!

Force me!

FUCK MEEE!

The word, shouted madly in her brain and echoing loudly through the

almost thoughtless haze of her rising sexual pleasure in her own breast

massaging, startled the little girl, made her shudder at her own

boldness, her blatant tease!

Her breathing was ragged.

Her heart was pounding with excitement!

Her nipples ached to be bared to the clawing scratching relief of the

young boy’s fingers!

And her tight virgin cunthole was steaming, dripping wet!

Julie felt the moisture seeping down along the bare skin of her thighs

above the tops of the stockings, wetting her flesh with sweat and

girlish lubrication, sweet smelling and slippery and wonderful!

She moaned, threw her head back against the seat and clutched her

titties hard, finding her hard little nipple nubbins through the

material of her silken bra and pulling them away from the softer

plumpness of her small boobies and rolling them, pulling them, pinching

them between her thumbs and forefingers.

“Ohhhhhhhh …”

Billy was gulping hard and literally drooling on himself with lust to

feel his little girlfriend’s titties, to see those sweet mounds bared,

to suck them into his mouth and bite them and tongue them and tease

them …!

But look! What the fuck was the kid doing now?

Julie was slipping her left hand slowly down the front of her tiny

tight body, down over her taut tummy to the soft material of her skirt,

downward over her firm thigh to the hem of the skirt, and under!

Under the hem of her skirt and rising, lifting the material as her hand

moved higher up her thigh over the stocking to touch the hook and the

strap of the garterbelt, to feel her own hot skin between the top of

the stocking and the leghole of her pretty panties, to trace sweet

patterns in the warm stickiness of her own juices that were spilling

out of her virgin cunny, dripping and streaming and trickling down

between her bare thighs!

She felt herself! She let her knees fall open, and pressed her hand

upward against the front of her wet panties!

Her panties were soaked!

“Oh, God!” Julie moaned as her fingers touched the slick wet material

over the entrance to her sex channel, touched and teased those two

sweet puffy lips of her hairless box!

Julie spread her knees wide open, as far as they would open in the

confined space in the back seat of the car, and pressed hard into

herself!

Her juices squirted out of her cunt!

Her hand played and tickled at her clit, one finger pushing hard into

the spongy softness of her tube, trying to force its way fully inside,

but stopped by the net of panties covering her mound.

She shut her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth.

She felt her hips twitching, her spine and back tightening hard, her

nipples swell to huge size, to the bursting point!

She was going to come! The little girl was bringing herself off!

She moaned! She gasped and twitched on the seat, flipping her skirt

high on her thighs with her wrist as her fingers worked frantically to

play her little piping clit to climax!

As the little girl worked herself up, she forgot entirely that she

wasn’t alone!

But Billy was right there!

He couldn’t stop himself! He suddenly reached out and grabbed Julie’s

hand, yanked it out from under her skirt!

Julie screamed, “NOOOO …!” and she fought like a little hellcat to

get her hand back to her trembling clit! She jerked and twisted her

wrist out of Billy’s tight grip and rammed her hand back under her

skirt, her fingers jabbing and rubbing wildly at her cunnylips to get

them open enough to feel her clit again!

And Billy was pulling her hand away again!

“STOP IT! LET ME FINISH! STOP! BILLY, LET ME COME!”

But Billy wanted that job for himself!

“Julie! Let me do it for you! Let me do it!”

“No! You don’t know how!”

“Yes, I do! Let me show you!”

“Get away! I’m almost there! Oh! OH! It feels so fucking great!”

Her thighs were jumping wildly, her hips bouncing off the seat, the hem

of her skirt flying up over her tummy, exposing her bare thighs and

soaked panties!

Her legs were splayed widely open!

Her fingers were shoved deep into herself, probing the tight hole and

pushing the panties inside her body!

Billy took a deep breath, grabbed the girl’s shuddering thigh with one

hand and her twisting, turning wrist with his other hand. He pulled her

hand away.

Julie shuddered all over and opened her eyes wide in anger and

frustration and glared at the boy. Her breathing was coming in terrible

hard little gasps, her fully lips were pale and dry, her mouth wide

open to reveal a straight line of beautiful white teeth.

Billy crushed his full weight down onto her, pushing her back onto the

seat into an awkward position from which she couldn’t possibly defend

herself!

“No! Let me up! Don’t touch me, you bastard!” the little girl shouted,

struggling violently against the boy’s probing, harsh, rough hand

between her legs!

“Shut up! You fucking tease! Shut your fucking mouth and let it

happen!” Billy shouted right back at her.

Julie gasped as she felt his fingers pulling at the panties that

covered her twitching creaming twat!

“Damn you!” she screamed. But her hands clawed their way out from under

her body and up over the boy’s back to find his hair, and instead of

forcing him away from her body, her fingers locked together in his hair

and yanked his face down to her breasts.

Billy didn’t hesitate for a second, but opened his mouth and took

Julie’s little breast fully into his mouth and bit down, chewing at the

little girl’s swollen nipple right through her tight white blouse and

her silken cupped training bra!

“Ahhhhhh …!” Julie groaned with pleasure as Billy slid his index

finger past the leghole of her panties and into her sticky hole,

jabbing hard and painfully against her clit, then beginning to massage

the soft nub more gently!

“Oh, yesssss …” she sighed quietly letting her hips take up the same

motion as the sweet loving fingers on her pussy, rotating and rocking

in time to Billy’s firm, knowing touch!

“How did you know?” the girl whispered.

Billy didn’t hear her. He was lost in his sucking at her blouse and bra

and breast. The material was soaked with his hot saliva as he chewed

and gnawed and ate at her boobie right through her clothing!

And his hand moved of its own accord, leading the way into pure bliss

as Julie, eager and innocent and willing, followed!

“Do it! OH! OHHHHHHH! YESSSSSS!” the little girl’s voice squealed

loudly, her head thrown back as her slim hips lifted high off the seat,

trembling and shaking, her legs taut and fighting to straighten out and

lock her body into the arched position of love!

And Billy fought her back, losing his hand on her pussy, fighting to

regain the inside of her panties, bobbing his head all over the front

of her blouse to grab her other titty into his mouth, bouncing as she

bounced beneath him!

“Damn it, girl! Stop fighting me!”

Julie clenched her jaws, her breathing coming in hard and painful

little gulps and gasps as she tightened her whole body, trying so hard

for her first boy-made climax!

“I’m not fighting … not … fighting you!” she forced out.

Her body had a will of its own, and it was struggling to get her into

the right position!

She released her grip on Billy’s head and raised her arms over her

head, pressing hard against the side of the car to bring even more

pressure to bear on her lust-swollen pussy lips, trying to force

Billy’s working fingers deep into her love channel!

Her blouse was pulled out of her skirt waist, and this exposed her bare

belly. Immediately, Billy found this wide expanse of virgin tummy flesh

and ducked his lips down to kiss and suck at the twelve-year-old navel!

It tickled!

“No!” Julie shrieked at him.

But boys will be boys, and Billy was no exception. He wanted her belly

button and he would have it. His caressing hand shifted to the wrong

position on her twat as he directed his conscious attention to the

girl’s sweet tasting tummy!

He sucked and slobbered all over her skin, then licked her salty sweat

and his own saliva. Shoved his long tongue deep into her belly hole and

tickled and tasted and teased her belly until she was groaning and

pushing at his head, struggling under his heavy weight to get his hand

back to her clit, and moaning and her twisting and grunting pounding at

his back with two little feeble fists!

“Make me come! Damn you! MAKE ME COME!”

Julie was in tears now, her eyes flooding her cheeks with hot salt

water as she shook her head from side to side in the most terrible

burning itching frustration of her entire twelve year old life!

“OHHHHHHH, BILLY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!

Julie was hysterical!

She wanted it so bad!

“FUCK ME!” she screamed at the top of her lungs!

She was bawling loudly, weeping and wailing her lust and virgin desire

to be rammed deep and hard with a big prick!

She bounced and jerked her body all over the back seat of the car,

crying and begging for cock, her arms high over her head … until she

suddenly realized that Billy wasn’t on top of her anymore!

Her body tightened, frozen utterly still. Slowly, she opened her eyes.

“Billy?” she whispered hoarsely.

“Huh?” Billy said casually. He was sitting calmly on the far side of

the seat, pretending to watch the picture outside.

Julie struggled up into a sitting position, pushing her skirt back down

over her bare thighs, and beginning to tuck her blouse back into the

waist of her tight skirt.

“Billy?”

“I said, huh? What the fuck do you want?”

Julie was stunned, baffled, hurt, and terribly frustrated. She didn’t

begin to understand what was happening between them.

“What … what’s the … matter? Did I do something … wrong?” she

asked, in a very quiet little voice, full of hurt.

Billy only nodded, keeping his eyes on the girl on the screen. She was

being gagged with something shaped like Billy’s dick! Julie glanced at

the picture, frowned, looked back at the boy across from her. She

sighed deeply, lowered her pretty, tear-stained face to the back of the

seat and began crying.

Her sobs were very quiet.

She heard the car door open and shut. She looked up quickly. Billy

stuck his head back inside for a second.

“Want some popcorn?” he asked her. She shook her head.

“Okay,” he said, turning away from her. But before he left for the

refreshment stand, he looked back at her, considered for a moment, then

told her, “When I come back, you better be naked!”

He stood with his head shoved inside the car window, glaring at the

little girl hard.

Julie lowered her eyes.

“All right,” she whispered.

Chapter 4

Poor little twelve year old Julie Miller sat alone in the back seat of

her brother’s car, in the back row of the drive-in theater. She was

whimpering to herself, trying to figure out what she had done wrong. It

didn’t make the slightest sense to the pre-teen girl.

She was begging for his cock, she was open for him, she was ready–and

then he simply left!

Why?

What on earth could she have possibly done … wrong?

Julie shook her head, and sighed.

Her young body still throbbed and shook from her near-climax, still

longed and lusted for the filling prick inside her virgin twat. She

wanted to feel Billy inside her, wanted his wonderful hard huge cock

rubbing up inside her love channel, making her come!

She was feeling very sexy!

Oh, damn! What have I done wrong? the little girl whined to herself,

shook her head again, flicking her long hair over her pretty face. She

let the thin curtain of blonde hair falling over her eyes, and peered

through that lovely veil at the movie out the car window.

The girl was being forced to squat down on something sharp. The picture

was a tight close-up of her wincing, agonized, but very beautiful face.

Julie winced with her, suddenly feeling again the terrible sharpness of

the sawhorse against her cunny–that day two years ago, when she had

just turned ten years old, when Frank and Sam …

“Bang! Bang! You’re dead!”

“I am not! You missed!”

Running and dodging wildly through the trees, Julie outraced the

nearest boy and ducked quickly into a tiny grove of bushes that hid her

from his sight.

He passed nearby, calling, “Hey, Julie! Where are you? Aw, come on!

That ain’t fair!”

He was joined by Frank, who stood waving his cap pistol menacingly at

waist height. Julie liked Frank a lot. He moved next to Sam and called

out, “Come on, Julie! The Indians gotta tie you up so the cowboys can

save you!” And since that statement seemed entirely logical to Julie’s

ten-year-old mind, she simply stood up and waited.

Sam caught sight of her first.

“Okay, paleface! Hands up!”

Julie, who didn’t think it was slightly strange that the Indians would

have pistols and be wearing cowboy outfits, slowly raised her slender

arms straight upward over her head, then stepped timidly out from the

center of the bushes.

She was wearing a very short yellow skirt with cowgirl tassels around

the hem. Her blouse was red and fitted very tightly over her unformed

little chest, clearly outlining her two sweet little nipple nubbins,

those small pre-pubescent swellings of dark brown that showed so

invitingly through most of her thin blouses. She didn’t wear a bra yet,

but her mommy had promised her that very soon they would go shopping

for her first training bra!

“March!” Frank commanded her, jabbing the barrel of his gun hard into

the little girl’s back.

“Ouch! Not so hard!” Julie protested.

She marched in the direction Frank had shoved her. As the children

neared the huge, weather-beaten double doors at the back of the barn,

Julie began to wonder what was going on. Usually, they just wrapped

some long clothesline around her waist, pulling her tiny body back

against the nearest tree.

She turned and started to ask Frank why he was taking her into the

barn. Her daddy had warned her a lot of times about going into this

place. It was dark and dangerous, and sometimes people used it for

doing awful things! She knew a lot of terrible stories about this dark

old barn, and even if none of them were true, the building was very old

and unsafe. It could fall down any time at all.

But Frank gave her a stern look that told her not to argue with him,

and she was a very good little girl, and she did like Frank so that she

turned back to the door and kept her fears to herself.

She trusted Frank completely.

After all, wasn’t he the cowboy who saved her most often?

She started to lower her arms because they were hurting from being held

so high for so long, but Frank jabbed the small of the pre-teen’s back

with his gun again, pushing her ahead of him through the doors and into

the dusty smelling interior of the scary barn.

“Find something we can tie this cowgirl to, Sam!”

Both boys looked all around, but it was hard to see the objects in the

barn until after their eyes got used to the dim light. It was Julie

herself who first spotted the sawhorse over in the corner.

“How about that thing?” she asked quietly, lowering one arm long enough

to point at it, then raising the arm high again.

“Huh?” Sam said, but Frank was already pushing Julie toward it, and Sam

followed, fiddling with the trigger on his pistol, which was

threatening to fall off.

“Okay, you!” Frank growled, once again poking Julie’s sore back with

the barrel of the gun. “Pull that thing out away from the wall so we

can tie you up to it!”

“Yes, sir,” Julie said calmly, taking hold of one end of the huge

wooden sawhorse and trying to pull it around.

“Help her, Sam!”

Sam grunted, started to re-holster his gun, but lost the trigger

somewhere in the litter of straw on the wooden floor. He said something

nasty and shoved the gun into the leather holster, then grabbed the

other end of the horse and easily swung it around so it stood several

feet out away from the wall.

“Good,” Frank said, obviously satisfied. He was walking over toward a

pile of rolled baling twine. Sam dashed over beside his buddy, eager to

be of help.

Both boys had to climb up onto a low platform made out of standard

cement blocks to reach the twine, and it was then that Frank developed

his plan to its fullest. He eyed the rope, the heavy cement blocks, the

sawhorse and Julie!

He nodded to himself in the cool darkness of the barn, and smiled a

smile that was not that of a little boy!

Julie stood quietly, submissively, while Frank came back over to her,

carrying a long length of baling twine.

“Okay!” Frank shouted directly into her lovely face. Julie cringed

perfectly. “Turn around!”

Julie turned as ordered.

“Put your hands behind your back and cross your wrists!”

Frank was shouting into her ear, and that hurt!

But Julie dutifully obeyed his orders, and instantly felt the roughness

of the twine as Frank somewhat over-eagerly wrapped it around her thin

wrists, pulling it so tight it cut deeply into her unblemished skin.

“That’s too tight, Frank!” she whimpered in protest.

“Shut your mouth, paleface!”

“Okay,” the ten-year-old cowgirl whined, sniffing a little and twisting

at the rope with her wrists to ease the slightly painful tightness. But

it didn’t work.

“Now, get up on that horse!”

Julie tried. She walked around the huge thing several times, trying to

find some way up by herself, but she couldn’t do it, though she lifted

her long leg a couple of times to try it.

The sawhorse was gigantic. It had flat wooden sides that extended

halfway to the floor, making a huge inverted vee with the point at the

top, level with Julie’s chest. The angle of the point was very sharp,

and the top edge of the point had been made rough and full of splinters

from long years of misuse. There was absolutely no way for the little

girl to climb aboard the thing with her hands tied behind her back.

Frank and Sam each took one of her arms and lifted her small

lightweight body up and over the end of the horse, then set her down,

one long leg on either side, her inner legs resting down along the

wooden sides.

“Oh!” she gasped as they released her full weight onto the point of the

horse!

The sharp wood dug directly into the pretty little girl’s taut little

cunny, making her moan with the strange sensation.

“Oh! I don’t think I want to do this!” the child gasped down to the

watching cowboys.

The whole of her slight weight was resting on the point of the

sawhorse, and was being borne by her tender virgin countless! She felt

like she was going to be sliced in half! And yet it wasn’t pain. It was

… well, it was … hummmmmm?

Nice?

Julie cocked her head to her shoulder and consciously felt her weight

on her cunny. She shifted a little and winced. “Ouch!”

But she didn’t ask to be taken down. Her legs were held wide apart by

the slant of the boards on the sides of the horse, and this gave the

point plenty of room in her crotch to move around, from slicing

directly into her body between her two puffy little hairless countless

to resting over toward the joining of either leg to her hips. She

shifted around on top of the thing, trying to find the most comfortable

position. But what she found instead was a truly wonderful pleasure

growing down there, down there!

And she found that it was not the most comfortable position that gave

her the greatest pleasure in her pussy, but the position that brought

the sharpest twinges directly between her lips!

She shifted into that position, wiggling a little to help open up her

twat for the sharp wooden plane.

Frank was watching her wiggling with intense interest, and was rubbing

the front of his pants in a very funny way when Julie finally stopped

moving around and looked down at him. He caught her looking at his

massaging hand and quickly stopped, glaring up at her.

“We better blindfold her, Sam!”

Sam nodded. He was getting pretty bored with this cowboy stuff. He

wanted to play hide-and-seek. He was the best player in the town and

was proud of his record as the only one who never got caught. It never

entered his mind that the other children might not be seeking him any

too hard! But he was Frank’s buddy and sidekick, and did what he was

told.

“Blindfold her with what, Frank?” he asked, scratching his rear end.

“Let’s use her sock! Help me take off her shoes and socks!”

Frank worked one of the pretty girl’s feet while Sam worked the other.

He unbuckled her black patent leather shoe and slipped it off her foot.

Then he rolled her white knee sock down and off her foot. Julie had

delicate little feet with cute toes. Frank gave the bottom of her bare

foot a quick tickle and grinned as her foot jerked spasmodically away

from his touch.

“Climb up there behind her, Sam!”

Sam took the sock from his buddy and climbed up on the sawhorse, trying

to balance himself so that he didn’t have to sit splayed open like

Julie was. He didn’t want his nuts busted!

“Blindfold her with one of the socks, and make sure it stays in place!

Make it tight!”

Sam got up close behind Julie and placed the sock over her eyes. He

fumbled badly with it behind her neck, trying to make a decent knot in

the thick material. Finally, he succeeded.

“Can you see out of that?”

“No,” Julie said quietly.

She was busy with the nice warm pressure of pleasure building in her

tummy, seeping down into her pussy and coming to a focus in her tiny

virgin clit. She felt something oozing out of her pussy lips and

wetting her cotton panties!

She barely heard Frank tell Sam to gag her.

“Open your mouth, Julie!” Sam said loudly in her ear.

“Huh? Why?”

“We gotta gag you.”

“Why?”

Sam shrugged. “Frank says so,” he said.

Julie thought about protesting. She didn’t particularly want to have

something stuffed into her mouth, but then she didn’t particularly care

if she did, either. She opened her jaws wide, and felt the dry,

thickness of her own sweaty smelly sock being pressed between her

immaculate teeth, stuffed deep into her mouth.

She almost gagged. She shook her head to indicate to Sam he had put it

in deep enough. Then she felt the boy wrap a few turns of twine around

her face and over the sock in her mouth to keep it held in place. She

sighed through her nose. She sat up on the tall sawhorse, her arms

bound behind her back, her wrists beginning to ache a little from the

tightness of the rope around them, and her own sock stuffed into her

mouth for a gag, her other sock wrapped over her eyes, blindfolding

her, but she didn’t care.

She was concentrating on that strange new thing happening downstairs in

her … Down there …! in her cunny!

It was marvelous! She shifted her tiny tight butt forward, and almost

screamed into her gag! Oh! OH, GOD!

It sent thrills of pure sexual ecstasy bursting through her pussy and

driving directly upward through her taut flat tummy into her quick-

swelling nipples!

And Frank went wide-eyed as he watched those two little girlish buds

bloom outward, puffing out the front of Julie’s tight red shirt!

His cock rose hard and high!

Somehow, he had to get rid of Sam!

Julie was doing some pretty strange things up there, and Frank wanted

to help her out. He had gotten some ideas from one of his father’s

magazines a few days ago, and he knew Julie was in love with him, and

would let him do anything he wanted to with her, or to her!

Then, he remembered his original plan with the heavy cement blocks!

He motioned for Sam to help him, then went over and began pulling one

of the huge blocks off the platform, dragging it toward the sawhorse

and Julie.

“We’ll need two more,” he whispered to his sidekick. To hell with

getting rid of Sam. Sam could help, and then he could back up any story

that Frank might choose to tell afterwards!

Better keep him here, for self-protection. After all, he didn’t have

any idea of how the little girl would react to his nifty idea!

From her blindfolded perch atop the sawhorse, Julie heard only

whispered conversation between the boys, and gagged as she was, she

couldn’t ask them what they were saying.

But she wasn’t worried.

She had been tied up before. Her arms even felt comfortable when they

were bound behind her back. She kind of liked it. Being tied up made

her feel kind of secure, and anyway, she was always rescued … and

almost always it was Frank who did the rescuing!

And right now, her only real concern was the incredible feeling between

her widespread young thighs!

She moaned into her sock gag.

She felt the boys tying more twine around her bare ankles, pulling the

rope tight around her tender flesh. Then there was more fumbling, more

tying, but this time it was to something else, something down a bit

lower than the little girl’s bare feet. Julie figured they must be

tying her physically to the base of the horse, but why that would be

necessary, she didn’t have the faintest idea.

But she heard Sam say clearly, “I don’t get it, Frank.”

“You will,” Frank replied, his breath sounding a bit strained.

He stepped back away from his handiwork to admire it for a moment.

Julie sat on top of the horse, her long slender legs spread apart by

the wooden sides and her feet bare. Around each ankle the boys had tied

several windings of the tough scratchy twine, and to the other end of

those lengths of twine they had tied a cement block.

But the cement blocks each rested precariously on top of a second

block.

And if the boys should kick the bottom block out from under the top

block, the top block would have absolutely nowhere to go but straight

down to the ground!

And poor Julie would be split in half!

Chapter 5

While the beautiful ten year old sat atop her sawhorse, carefully

adjusting and readjusting her cunnyhole over the sharp angle of the

wood, trying to make the sensations even stronger and better, Frank

pulled Sam several paces away and whispered his idea to him.

Sam frowned, not understanding the point of it. But he shrugged his

agreement. Frank had always been a little bit rougher than necessary

with Julie, anyway, but as far as Sam had ever seen, Julie seemed to

tolerate it pretty well. Maybe she even liked being treated like that.

Sam went over to the far side of the sawhorse and waited for Frank’s

signal.

Frank stood close to Julie’s leg, eyeing the pretty pre-teen’s well-

formed thigh under her tight, short skirt. Sam was out of sight on the

other side of the horse, so Frank reached out gently and touched the

hem of the little girl’s skirt. He lifted the soft yellow material very

carefully, hoping Julie wouldn’t notice, but in case she did and tried

to call out through the gag, Frank began noisily clearing his throat

all the while keeping his eyes glued to the pretty bare skin that was

being revealed!

Julie either didn’t notice the lifting of her skirt or she didn’t care,

because the only sound that escaped her delicate young throat was a low

purring moan of pleasure.

Frank thought perhaps Julie liked having her skirt lifted!

He sucked in his breath as the white cotton underpants came into view

under the rising hem of the skirt. He licked his lips.

Wow!

This was the first time in his life that Frank had ever seen a girl’s

panties–while she was wearing them!

OH, BOY!

Julie shifted her weight forward suddenly, startling the boy, and

making him drop the skirt back down. Frank watched closely as the

little girl kept shifting her weight forward and backward over the

pointed top of the horse. This was very strange! What the hell was she

doing to herself? careful, If she wasn’t she get a damned big splinter

right up her … CUNT!

But the longer Frank watched the girl’s movements, the more he saw how

much she liked doing it. He saw her head begin to roll loosely around,

her pretty face turning toward the ceiling and her long blonde hair

falling down her back and hanging loosely and free, swaying with the

slow rotating of her slender neck.

The sounds coming from her throat were not sounds of pain, but sounds

of real pleasure!

She wasn’t groaning, she was … purring!

And damned if her hip motions didn’t remind the boy of that stag film

his father kept locked up–not too securely–in his office at home.

Motions the girl had done when the man had gotten on top of her and

stuck his prick into her cunt!

Was Julie … fucking?

Was she somehow fucking the sawhorse?

Frank was astonished at the sensuality, the sweet instinctive well-

oiled humping of Julie’s tight thighs and hips. The quiet sleek way her

body thrust forward, but only from her waist to her knees, then slipped

backward, running her cunny slit back and forth along that pointed rail

of love!

Then, for the first time, Frank noticed the sweet perfume in the air.

He had no idea of what that smell was, but he knew he liked it! Loved

it! And wanted to smell it forever!

He watched her thighs, watched so close that if he hadn’t shifted his

own weight to one side, little Julie’s tummy would have touched his

nose!

Damn! That smell! It’s so strong right here in front of Julie! Could it

be … her?

Frank sniffed as quietly as he could, as close as he could to Julie’s

slowly undulating pussy.

WOW! HOT DAMN! THAT’S IT!

He threw all caution to the winds and touched the front of Julie’s

short yellow skirt where it rode the rail of the horse. Sam popped his

head up on the other side, giving Frank a look of boredom, but when he

saw Frank quickly motion him to keep silent and just watch, Sam shook

his head and sighed loudly.

But he watched, his eyes growing wider and wider as Frank carefully

lifted up the very front of the girl’s skirt, and kept lifting until

both boys could duck their heads the slightest bit and look directly

under her dress and see her panties!

And what they saw was amazing!

Julie’s panties were all wet!

Did she pee herself?

No, that didn’t smell like pee under there!

It was some hot perfume!

Even Sam took good notice, sniffing in the pure virgin fragrance and

closing his eyes with delight.

Frank held Julie’s skirt as high as he could, part of his mind

marveling at the lack of protest by the girl, and partially absorbed by

the sight of Julie’s panties pressing deeply into the pussy groove

between her puffy countless!

Both boys stared and stared as the pre-teen rubbed herself wetter and

wetter on the wood. Julie was so lost in her own sweet emotions that

she never sensed her skirt was raised, exposing her actions to the

boys. She had forgotten that the boys were in the barn with her, or

even that she was in the barn.

She was lost in a world of her own making, oblivious to everything else

in the universe except the deliciously warm pleasure glowing inside her

cunny and her pointy swollen nipples!

The fluids from her drooling cunthole thoroughly wet the wood she was

sliding herself over, and the small splinters of wood had ripped tiny

holes in the crotch of her panties, letting her bare hairless skin ride

directly against the wood itself. The splinters got so wet with little

girl juice that they didn’t dig into her soft flesh.

They only helped provide better friction to her burning cunny lips!

She was moaning and cooing and purring in the throes of her very first

little girl orgasm! Feeling the rising tide of feeling spread slowly

and warmly through her tummy and cunny and titties until she really

thought she would go mad unless something drastic happened–and soon–

NOW!

She gasped and shuddered, crouched down and jerked and sniffed in quick

little bursts of shallow inhalations and exhalations as she rode her

girlish climax on her wooden horse!

She was trying to bounce around on the horse, but the tiedowns to the

cement blocks prevented her from rising off the rail, so all she could

do to keep the rushing hot pleasurable pumping trembling violent climax

coming–coming–COMING, was to jerk her young cunt harder and harder

against the wood!

“Uh! Uh! UH!” she grunted, twitching her cunt forward again and again

as the flood of come spewed out of her virgin hole and began dribbling

down the wooden sides of the sawhorse!

She felt the wetness on her bare thighs as they slipped and slid over

the gooey juices on the wood.

It was wonderful!

Finally she hunched forward and breathed in a tremendous amount of air,

held it for a long long time, then released it in a long loud sigh

through her nose.

WONDERFUL!

Her first come!

Her very first orgasm! And it had been a pure delight! Pure pleasure

such as she could not have dreamed in her wildest daydreams!

BEAUTIFUL!

She wanted to do it again–immediately! And again! Forever! And ever!

Ohhhhhhh …

“Wow!” Sam said aloud, breaking the strange intense silence of Julie’s

first climax.

The word startled all three of the youngsters, and it made little Julie

sit up straight on the horse. When she did that, she tugged at the hem

of her skirt, feeling that it was not where it belonged!

She mumbled fiercely into the sock in her mouth, shaking her head and

shifting her hips to pull the skirt back down, but Frank held on

tightly, lifting the hem even higher, high enough to reveal the tight

waistband of Julie’s pretty white panties and a wide expanse of bare

little girl tummy. And that sweet, flat tummy was heaving hard with the

remains of the pre-teen’s lustful little climax, and the beginnings of

her distress at having her cunny exposed by her two friends!

The two boys stared at the wonderful sight of Julie’s wet panties, her

sweaty come smeared thighs, and they sniffed and sighed over the strong

fresh odor of the little girl’s sexual lubrications and come juices.

Sam just stared and sniffed, but Frank was getting hot for more than

looking and smelling … he wanted the whole thing!

All the way!

Wetting his lips and moving his free hand carefully, hesitating and

trembling, he reached up and out toward the waistband of Julie’s

panties.

He felt the backs of his knuckles brush very lightly against her soft,

taut tummy, and Julie sucked her belly in hard, riding her cunny back

on the hard wooden rail of the sawhorse, trying desperately to avoid

the boy’s touch!

“Sam!” Frank commanded harshly. “Get behind her and shove her ass

forward!”

Sam nodded and hopped down to the end of the sawhorse. Julie couldn’t

shift much farther back anyway, because of the tiedowns around her

ankles attached to the heavy cement blocks on the floor, but Sam gave

her tight butt a hard push and sent her slipping back toward Frank’s

waiting fingers.

Instantly, Frank hooked his fingers down inside the waist of the

panties, drawing the girl’s thighs and cunt closer.

Julie cried out into the sock filling her aching mouth. Her ankles hurt

like hell from the tightness of the ropes around them and the pulling

weight of the blocks. Her wrists were hurting, too, and she was getting

scared, afraid of what the boys might do to her defenseless young body.

But it was far too late to worry about getting away!

Frank pulled the front of the child’s panties out away from the hot

tummy and tried to rip them off her thighs by force, but the material

wouldn’t give so easily.

Sam wanted to see her pussy, too. He quit shoving on her buns and

darted around to Frank’s side, his eyes going wide as he stretched his

neck to peer down into the steaming dark cavern inside Julie’s

underwear!

“Man, oh man!” he gulped.

“Hot damn!” Frank agreed. “Get something we can cut these panties off

her with!”

When Julie heard this, she started shaking and struggling wildly on top

of the sawhorse!

No! NO! she screamed in her mind.

She could hear Sam scrambling all over the straw littered floor,

looking anxiously for something sharp that would rip through the

panties and let him see her cunny, bare and hairless!

Julie was working madly at the soaked mass of her sock in her mouth,

twisting her head and upper body in strange contortions as she shoved

her tongue at the thing and chewed her jaws and shook her head wildly

to try to free herself of the gag.

She felt a corner of the sock drop down over her chin, wetting her soft

skin with her own saliva. But it was a start! She pushed and chewed and

tongued the huge wad until she felt it really giving, sliding out and

down under the twine that held it, weakly now, in her wide open mouth.

And finally it fell out of her mouth entirely!

But the twine still rested between her teeth. Julie sighed, breathing

deeply through her mouth, catching her breath, easing the strain in her

aching jaws and tongue.

The sock had fallen into the loose net of her skirt, between her chest

and Frank’s clutching fist holding the skirt high, almost up to Julie’s

pretty face.

He was so occupied with her panties he hadn’t even felt the weight of

the wet sock hitting the skirt.

Julie wished she could see, but at least she could call out for help.

She took in a deep breath, ready to scream and caught her breath, held

it. Who could hear her, from inside the barn? No one, that’s who. Damn

it all!

She felt Frank’s fingers trying to pull her panties down lower on her

hips, but the position she was in wouldn’t allow that.

Sam shouted, “Hey! I found something!”

“Get it over here!”

Julie heard the running feet and then felt Sam’s rough breath on her

bared thigh. Something was passed to Frank, and suddenly Julie winced,

tried to back away, as she felt the cold, rusted wirecutters begin

their jagged tearing work on the waistband of her pretty panties.

She moaned.

Her only hope was to try to talk them out of this terrible thing they

were doing to her.

“Please,” she whispered. “Frank, please don’t do this to me.”

Sam growled and groaned as he looked up and saw the gag out of the

girl’s mouth. But the sight of the ropes between her full, wet,

sensuous little girl lips made his tiny fat prick rise hard and hurting

in his tight cowboy pants.

He stared at her lips as she begged Frank to leave her alone, to help

her get down off the sawhorse, to release her.

“Oh, shut up!” Frank ordered her loudly.

He was twisting the wirecutters this way and that, trying to rip the

material open so that he could strip it off her pussy. Suddenly the

elastic in the waistband gave way, and with a long ripping sound, Frank

tore the panties open down her left thigh to the legband.

“Noooo!” Julie cried.

“Sam, get up there and put that damned gag back in her!”

But Sam was too hot to hear the order. All he wanted to do was stuff

the girl’s sweet mouth with his chubby little dong!

“Sam!” Frank shouted again, this time giving the boy a hard shove. “Gag

her! Stuff something into her mouth and shut her up!”

Sam suddenly doubled over at the sound of Frank’s words, the thought of

shoving something–his cock!–between those puffy lips of hers and

filling her mouth and shutting her up!

He doubled over and clutched the front of his pants, jerking and

jumping up and down as he filled his underwear with come!

He’d come in his pants!

Creamed his jeans with the thought of fucking Julie’s mouth!

“Ohhhhhh …” the boy groaned, moving backward across the floor as he

kept himself bent over, squeezing his dick dry through his pants.

He backed up to the door, then suddenly turned and darted through, ran

off home.

“STUPID!” Frank shouted violently after him.

Julie didn’t know what had happened, that her sweet mouth had made a

boy come in his pants, but her own heart was pounding wildly as she

felt Frank’s hands return to their work of stripping her cunt bare of

her protective panties.

She suddenly thought of a new way to try to get out of this awful

situation.

“Frank!” she called down to the boy. “Listen to me! If I’m up here and

you’re down there, you can’t do anything to me! Help me get down off

this thing! Put me down on the floor! Then I’ll … I’ll help you!”

This made Frank stop and look up at Julie.

“Huh? Help me?”

She nodded. “Yes! What can you do if I’m tied up like this? I could

really show you my … my cunny … if you untie me and let me down.

I’ll … I’ll even … take off … everything! I’ll take off all my

clothes and let you … let you feel me … anywhere you want to! Don’t

you want to see my … breasts, too? I’ll take off my shirt! I’ll take

off my skirt and my panties and lay down on the floor and let you …

do anything you want to … to me!”

She was talking like crazy, a mile a minute, trying to get him to agree

to untie her and get her down from the hard horse. Then she could run

like hell out of here!

Frank slowly lowered the front of Julie’s skirt and then tossed the

wirecutters aside.

“You promise?”

Julie nodded eagerly.

“Yes! I promise!”

“If you try to run away, I’ll catch you! Boy, will you regret it!”

Julie wet her lips. “I won’t try to run away, Frank! Hey! Don’t you

think I might like to be touched!”

Frank hadn’t considered that possibility, but when Julie said it, he

grinned and raised his eyebrows. Wow! All right! And he hopped around

behind her and began tearing at the tightly wound twine!

Chapter 6

Julie, still sitting spread-legged on top of the sawhorse in the dimly

lit old barn, felt Frank’s hot breath on her bare arms as he fumbled

the rough tight twine from around her thin wrists.

Finally, she felt the almost sexual release of pressure on her

sensitive wrists, and sighed and shuddered with both relief and,

strangely, a light fluttering pleasure in her wrists … and her

nipples!

She brought her hands around her body and rubbed her tingling wrists

hard, bringing back the circulation. It felt good. She shook her

shoulders and hunched her back some, to ease the strain of her upright

position.

Then she simply waited for Frank to take the blindfold off her eyes and

untie her ankles from the cement blocks. She heard him grunt as he

reached up high to the back of her neck and loosened the sock around

her eyes. It fell away and Julie squinted hard before slowly opening

her eyes. But since the light was not bright in here, she had no

difficulty adjusting to the darkness.

Now she sat on the horse, her legs open, her prepubescent pussy lips

pressing down with her full weight on the ridge along its top, waiting

for Frank to release her legs. She sighed and glanced at the high

ceiling of the barn.

Frank wasn’t untying her legs.

“Frank?” she said.

“What?” he answered. He was standing in front of her, a few feet away

from the sawhorse, just watching her.

“What is it? Aren’t you going to let me down?” she whined.

Frank gave her a silly grin, then shook his head very slowly. “Nope,”

he said.

Julie managed to force a tight smile to her lips and cocked her head

coyly to one shoulder, at the same time lifting her hands toward her

tiny puffy nipples.

“I though you wanted me to take off my clothes for you.”

Frank nodded sharply.

“Yep! Go ahead!”

Julie jerked her head, shocked. “What?”

Oh no!

“No!” the little girl cried. She placed both hands down on the rail of

the horse under her body and pushed, trying to lift her body and pull

the blocks backward so she could slide off the horse.

“Hey!” Frank shouted at her. “If you pull those blocks off the bottom

ones, I think you’ll cut yourself right in half!”

Julie bent far over to one side and peered down at the cement block

arrangement that held her bound in place atop the wooden instrument.

It was no use!

“Please let me down, Frank! Please! I want to go home!”

Frank got an ugly look on his face. He took a step forward and glared

up at the miserable little girl-child.

“Hey, you dope! You weren’t gonna let me do nothing, were you! I

oughtta … I …” Frank sputtered, trying to think of some proper

revenge on the girl. “I oughtta just leave you right here, alone!”

And that struck real terror into the little girl’s trembling young

heart! She was really frightened of being alone in the dark! She even

slept with a bright nightlight! Even at the age of ten years old she

didn’t want to stay alone in the dark, and especially not in this scary

old barn!

“NOOO!” she cried out, tears filling her lovely dark blue eyes.

“Oh yeah?” Frank said, very interested in this sharp response to his

threat. Maybe he had something here! It was worth a try, anyway!

“Listen, Julie. You said you’d take all your clothes off, if I let you

down, right?”

Julie nodded, wiping the slight wetness away from her soft cheeks.

“Okay, I’ll let you down … AFTER YOU STRIP!”

Julie tossed her head and groaned loudly, but her perky little nipples

rose hard and stuck out blatantly through the thin red material of her

shirt.

“No,” she said, finally looking down at her tormentor. “Let me down

first … then I’ll … strip … uh, take off my clothes.

Frank grinned and shook his head.

“Don’t trust you,” he said.

“Please?” she whimpered.

He shook his head.

“Well,” he said, “if you’re just going to sit there with all your

clothes on, I guess I might as well be going …” And he turned towards

the doors and started ambling toward them, but very very slowly.

Julie gritted her teeth, sucked in her lower lip and began chewing on

it lightly, watching Frank leave her alone. She held her silence until

she saw he really meant it, and was about to step through the doors and

out into the fading sunlight.

“NO! WAIT I’LL … I’LL DO WHAT YOU WANT!” she shouted.

Frank stepped through the doors anyway, standing just out of the

child’s sight. He liked teasing her.

“FRANK!” Julie screamed at the top of her little lungs!

Silence.

“FRANK! DON’T LEAVE ME HERE ALONE!”

Frank was chuckling, just outside the doors.

“PLEASE COME BACK! I’LL LET YOU DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE! PLEASE!

PLEEEEASE!”

The poor, terrified little ten year old screamed and shouted at the

very top of her lungs, crying desperately for Frank to return and not

leave her alone in the darkness!

Her screaming only made her voice grow sore and hoarse. She began

crying, tears falling in twin rivers from her pretty blue eyes and

wetting the front of her tight shirt, soaking through and wetting her

swollen nipples.

And as she wept and shook, the motion of her trembling shoulders made

her nipples rub lightly over the material of her shirt, made the dark

brown softness harden into tiny nubbins of super-sensitive lust!

She moaned hoarsely.

“Frank …” she called weakly.

Her face was lowered, her eyes closed. She was defeated. Her whole body

ached. Her cunny, running on the sawhorse rail, was swollen and hot and

slippery and wet. The aching in her spine seemed to mingle deeply with

the sharp pleasure rising in her throbbing nipples and the softness of

her cunny lips … to make the little girl feel so mellow and sweet and

kittenish … she began to purr and rub her cunny along the wood again

… very slowly … very very slowly … and to smell her own wonderful

smell …

“Well?” Frank said from directly in front of her.

Julie jerked hard, startled by the nearness and boldness of the

unexpected voice.

“Well?” she whispered to him.

“Your hands are free. I’ll free your legs after you’ve taken off your

clothes.”

Julie nodded weakly.

“Okay,” she said quietly.

“You can get your skirt off over your head. But you’ll have to tear

your panties off. I got them mostly cut through, so you shouldn’t have

no real problem with them.”

Julie shut her eyes and wet her lips.

“It’s getting late, Julie. I’m getting hungry. Aren’t you?”

The pre-teen nodded.

“Let’s go, then! Strip it off, baby!” Frank said gleefully. His cock

was already up, but it got even harder as he watched the pre-teen

little blonde begin to take off her tight clothing.

Julie didn’t know where to begin. She let her hands fall to her skirt

waist, then lifted them to the neck of her shirt, then lowered them

again to her waist. There, she slowly undid the buckle around her skirt

and let it fall open. She looked down and slipped the button free and

ran the zipper down the side.

The skirt was open and loose, but couldn’t fall down her legs due to

the spread of her thighs. She fumbled with the material for a few

seconds, then grasped it firmly and pulled it upward over her trim

little body, ducking her lovely face down into the loose folds and

pushing it up and over her head, her arms going high. She sat atop the

horse like that for a moment, her upper body buried in the mass of her

yellow skirt, her arms held high, and her slim lower body exposed to

Frank’s eager eyes!

The child’s tummy was shuddering with trembling breaths, her bare belly

exposed almost to the top of her virgin slit where the cotton panties

were pulled aside from Frank’s long tear.

She looked delightful, delicious!

Frank pulled his cock out of his pants!

What a surprise for the kid!

Julie finally threw the skirt off her upraised arms, clutched the

material in one hand, and lowered it down to cover her thighs and

tummy. And then she saw Frank’s hard boycock sticking straight out of

the front of his pants, pointed directly at her wide eyes!

“Oh!” the child gasped.

Frank gave her a big grin and looked down at his own dong.

“Like it, huh!”

Julie stared and stared. It was the first time in her life she had seen

a male sex organ, and what a sight! Huge and long and thick, it looked

like it had a life all its own! It made her stare, made her eyes lock

on it, made her feel very hot and sticky and smooth and wonderful and,

WOW!

Frank smiled as he saw Julie lick her lips, her eyes still locked to

his prong.

He gave his hips a shove forward in a motion he didn’t have to think

about at all, a motion Julie understood instinctively. She sucked her

breath in hard when she saw Frank repeat the thrust and she moaned and

she tossed her skirt onto the floor several feet from the base of the

sawhorse.

Her cunny was tingling madly!

Her nipples felt like they were about to burst open!

Continually wetting her lips, sensuously stroking her full lips with

the tip of her tongue, and keeping her eyes on the fat dick staring

directly into her eyes, little ten-year-old Julie stroked her

fingertips up over her bared tummy muscles to the bottom of her tight

red shirt, caught the material up in both hands and then slowly began

working it upward over her body, baring first her stomach, then the

underside of her dark brown swollen nipples, moaning low, cooing and

purring to herself all the while she moved.

The shirt moved upward slowly, finally exposing her little nipples!

They popped into view suddenly, fully, twin circles of puffy girlish

skin, like fingers poking through the sheerest and loveliest of pale

brown silk!

Frank’s dick throbbed and bounced, boyishly excited over this

deliciously naughty display of tender, innocent girlhood.

He reached down and touched it, wrapped his hand fully around the

cylinder, and began a slow slow stroking, up and down over the shaft of

the thin, while Julie both watched, utterly fascinated and ashamed and

trembling with excitement, and still undressing!

The shirt slipped up over her face quickly–she didn’t want to lose

sight of the fabulous thing!–and she threw it onto her discarded

skirt. She sat there, totally naked from the waist up, and from the

waist down dressed in her ripped panties–and nothing else!

But Julie’s mind was hardly on her own loveliness, her own sweetly

innocent utter vulnerability, her own nakedness. She was almost totally

absorbed by the sight of Frank’s cock and his self-manipulations! She

had never seen anything like this, but she knew she wanted to see the

whole thing. See it all–To the end!

All the way!

“Frank!” the little pre-teen gulped hard, her voice breaking with the

impulsive strong lust she was feeling! She wanted to see her little

boyfriend … NAKED!

“Frank, take your pants down!” begged Julie.

Frank didn’t need any further encouragement! He snapped open his pants

and shoved them down his legs in one fluid motion, stepping out of them

quickly and kicking them aside. He skinned his underpants down just as

fast, and stood straight up, proudly displaying his manhood!

He grabbed it again and continued stroking it!

Julie was fighting her underpants, trying to rip the leg elastic band,

but it wouldn’t cooperate!

“Oh!” she groaned loudly in frustration. It was no longer fear of being

left alone that made her fight the material to get it off, to make her

little sleek body totally naked for Frank, but her own sweet tension

and loving lust to feel the wonderful cunny climax again!

Her body jerked and twisted and cried and bounced sexily as she ripped

and clawed at the little cotton underpants hanging loosely, half-torn

off her little-girl thighs, around her bound body!

She gritted her teeth and strained hard, one last time, and the

material finally gave!

“Ooof!” she wheezed, throwing the panties as far away into the growing

darkness as she could.

“I’M NAKED!” she cried, her voice betraying her own high delight! “LET

ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

But Frank was busy, his eyes roving madly all over the little girl’s

bare boobies and tight tummy and naked thighs and sweet sweaty face and

her delicate wriggling toes and her flared hips and tiny belly button

and heaving chest and her long blonde hair swishing wildly back and

forth and all around her face and chest and tight taut virgin body

until he felt the leg-trembling shuddering tightness flow right up from

his balls and begin spewing out his dickhead!

He stroked and rubbed and watched the spunk burst out and onto Julie’s

bare ankle!

She looked down at the white dripping fluid on her leg!

“God!” she cried.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Frank moaned, jerking his prong hard to keep the

sweet sensation coming and coming and COMING!.

He gave his dick a couple of final pulls, sank down to his bare knees

in the straw, exhausted.

“Man!” he gasped.

Julie stared at him, watching his prick go limp in his wet hands.

She felt the gooey spunk dribbling down her ankle and over her foot to

slip wetly and warmly between her toes.

Her nipples ached to be fondled, pulled, pinched. She lifted her

fingers to her breasts, stroking lightly with her fingertips around and

around the darker skin, a trick she had learned from Donna last month!

Frank gave a final shudder, then stood up, looking around for his

clothing.

Julie looked at him with love! I love you! she said in her mind. But to

Frank himself, she whispered, “I … I like you.”

Frank pulled his underpants up, stuffing his limp prick back inside,

then reached down for his pants and stepped into them.

“Yeah,” he acknowledged.

“Frank?” Julie asked.

“Yeah?” he said, his voice full of annoyance.

“Do you like me?”

Frank zipped up his pants, and began tucking his shirt in. He eyed the

little girl closely for a while. Then he gave her a big wink.

Julie smiled at him. It was a nice smile, very pretty and open. She sat

on top of the sawhorse, completely nude, stroking her little breast

mounds lightly, feeling the slowly rising heat between her long bound

legs, and let her eyes droop half shut in deep pleasure.

She closed her eyes completely and let her feelings flow, massaging her

small mounds hard and fast, hoping that she was exciting Frank as much

as he had excited her.

She moaned deeply, and threw her head way back, trying to make her

titties bigger for him.

“Oh, Frank!” she called.

She opened her eyes and glanced toward him, her lips parting to make

him an offer that no one in his right mind could resist … but he was

gone!

AND JULIE WAS ALONE IN THE BARN! IN THE DARK.

Chapter 7

Julie Miller sat all alone in the dark car, re-living once again her

night of terror and sexual awakening in that dirty scary old barn.

She let a slight smile play briefly over her lips. Well, maybe not so

much terror as sexual awakening!

The action up on the big screen was getting to the little girl. She was

letting her mind drift more and more into the fantasy of the film,

letting her mind imagine what it would be like to have two people doing

… that?

And … hey …! those two people were … WOMEN!

And what was that thing she was wearing down between her widespread

legs? It looked like a gigantic prick!

Julie watched closely, extremely interested in how the artificial cock

could be used!

She wondered where she could get one of those! It would be a relatively

easy thing to do to talk Donna into putting one on, and using it …

just like that!

Julie knew, deep in her heart, that Donna was the kind of girl who

would grow up to dislike men, to prefer having her sex with females.

Donna had already made quite a few passes at Julie, and Julie suspected

that Donna and Norma had been making it for the past school year!

But that was a nice thought for future reference, anyway. Making love

to Donna! She had a trim little body, and Julie had often found herself

admiring the fullness of Donna’s hard little boobies, prominent already

at the age of eleven. It might be very pleasant to kiss her and hold

her and … touch her … down there!

The girls on the screen sure seemed to be enjoying it!

The victim was being forced to bend way over and take hold of her own

ankles. And the other girls were opening up her ass cheeks and aiming

the fake prick directly into that dark brown tightly puckered asshole!

The scene went into a tremendously close shot of the tip of the dildo

pressing through the tight ring of muscle around the victim’s anus! It

reminded Julie of Frank’s huge hunk of sex meat, and that in turn

brought her back to Billy.

Where the fuck was he?

Why had he brought her so close to the edge and then simply walked

away, as though he had lost interest? Julie frowned deeply at that

strange behavior. It made no sense, especially after that great suck-

off she’d given him. Julie would be willing to bet one hellofa lot that

no other girl had ever given him such a fine blow job!

She might still be a virgin in her cunny, but her mouth had long ago

lost its innocence!

That night in the barn!

That horrible, strange, sexy, wonderful night …

Julie was all alone in the dark barn. Her voice was little more than a

rasping whine after the hour she had spent screaming for someone to

come and help her. An hour filled with awful terror, her fear of the

dark was so great!

Every small sound made her pounding heart leap, every shadow caused her

to cry out and push her upraised palms at it, trying to keep it away

from her bound nakedness!

But nothing happened, except that she lost her voice for a while.

Beyond a gasping whisper, she could barely make a sound.

“Oh, Frank.” she wept to herself, hunched over on the sawhorse until

her long hair swept down along both sides and her forehead almost

touched the wood. “Why did you leave me alone?”

Suddenly, with a loud creaking crash, the double doors slammed wide

open and into the huge emptiness of the barn stumbled two grizzled old

drunks!

Giggling and shuffling around near the doors, the two men finally

succeeded in getting them closed again. At first they had no idea that

less than twenty feet away, against the inside wall, a little girl only

ten years old, of lovely figure and sweet face, totally naked, sat

helpless!

“What the fuck is that?” the first one said, leaning far forward and

raising his hand to his eyebrows, peering hard into the darkness.

“Um … what? I don’t see nothing, Zeke. Where?”

“Over there, Moose. See it?”

The two men staggered slowly toward the child, making slow circles

around the strange little thing on the sawhorse, pointing at her and

frowning and belching and spitting and poking her with the stick-canes

they both carried.

Julie kept silent. She was terrified!

“Is this thing real?”

“I dunno,” Moose burped.

Zeke raised his cane and jabbed the girl hard in her tummy.

“Oof! Ouch! Don’t hurt me!” Julie gasped weakly.

Zeke jumped backward, almost fell. Moose grabbed his arm.

“It’s a girl!”

“It’s jus’ a itty-bitty kid!” Zeke slobbered.

It took the bums another two minutes to realize the child was tied by

her ankles to the cement blocks and that she couldn’t get free.

“Got yer knife, Moose?”

“Shertainly!”

“Well, let’s cut them there ole blocks off her little leggies and haul

her down off that silly thing and fuck her up one side and down the

other!”

“Hey! Yeah!”

Moose dug into his deep pockets until he found the rusted knife blade,

then, fumbling and cursing drunkenly, he bent over and tried to slice

through the twine between Julie’s thin ankles and the cement blocks a

few inches lower.

“Don’t cut me!” Julie whispered loudly, her eyes wide as she watched

the drunken weaving of the old man near her naked, unprotected flesh.

“Don’t cut her!” Zeke dribbled. He was bent over watching his partner’s

fumbling.

But the knife blade crumbled in his hands, making not the slightest cut

in the rope.

“Just untie me!” Julie said quietly.

“Hey! Jus’ untie her!” Zeke said loudly.

“Ah, piss! Maybe I can just untie her!” Moose shouted, brushing the

rust and dust from his gnarled palms.

Julie shook her head in astonishment at these two crazy guys. She knew

they were helping her off the horse so they could fuck her–she knew

what that meant!–but somehow, she wasn’t too worried about it!

She sighed as they took turns fingering the tight knots around her

ankles. It wasn’t working too well. They began to fight each other,

calling each other names and pushing each other out of the way.

“I have two feet,” Julie said.

“Hey, Moose! She’s got two damned feet, you know! Go ’round to the

other side and give that one a try!”

“Oh yeah? Well, she’s got two fuckin’ feet!” Moose shouted, storming as

best he could to the other side of the wooden horse and kneeling to

work at her other ankle.

“Shit!” Zeke called to his buddy.

“Piss!” Moose shouted.

Zeke and Moose both straightened up at the same moment, one on either

side of the sawhorse, and with motions exactly alike, both men casually

and thoughtlessly kicked the bottom block out from under the top block,

and the top blocks, both at exactly the same instant, fell to the

ground!

Or tried to!

But they were tied to Julie’s bare ankles, and they dragged downward

hard on her long bare legs, yanked her bare, hairless, virgin cunny

down hard against the sharp angle of the wooden horse!

The ten-year-old little girl threw her head back wildly and screamed

out as loud as she could, her naked little body pulled down hard

against the coarse wood.

“Ahhhhhhgggggggg …!”

But it wasn’t a scream of pain!

Her hot box had been slowly building to another climax, with all her

rubbing and shifting, and she had grown wet and sticky all the while

the two bums had been working at her legs … and when the weight of

the cement blocks yanked her legs downward, her entire body crushed

downward on her pussy lips and squeezed hard into her tiny piping clit,

bringing the little girl off for a second time in the same evening!

“AHHHHHHHH …!” she cried out, jerking her cunt in sharp little

motions back and forth on the splintery horse edge! She spilled her

juices down her thighs and smeared the wood with lubrication from her

twat. She slapped her bare thighs hard against the sides of the wood,

exactly like she would had she been riding a real horse!

“God!” Moose shouted.

“Go! Look at her gallop!” Zeke laughed.

“OHHHHHHHH …!” Julie called out, letting her moan slowly fade away as

the twitching of her cunny on the wood slowed and finally stopped.

She rested her hands together on the ridge of the horse, bent forward

in little girl exhaustion from the throes of heavy coming!

Her cunny just had to be dried out completely after that!

But it was far from dry!

And she smelled so fresh and sexy! “Oh! Uh! Oooo …” she whimpered,

with each little twitch of her clit on the wood.

She tightened her wet thighs against the wood. Wow! The weight of the

cement blocks felt so damned great! Dragging at her long legs, they

forced her cunthole down on the horse’s sharp spine with just the right

amount of pressure.

Oh, this is so … so wonderful!

She had lost all her fear of these two strangers. She just wanted to

get down, now, and go home to bed, relax after this wild night of

virgin pleasure. She wanted to sleep.

“How we gonna get her down offa that sucker, Zeke?”

“Fucked if I know, buddy.”

Julie looked down at them both.

“Go get someone with a knife.” she whispered.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll go get a knife.” Moose said, nodding and starting

toward the doors.

“Hey!” Zeke shouted at him. “You can’t do that! Somebody else’ll get to

fuck her then!”

“Right! I wanta fuck her first!”

“We gotta get her down off’n that thing, first.”

“Piss!”

“Shit!”

Julie was surprised to find herself getting bored. These two idiots

couldn’t even get her down off this dumb sawhorse, so how the hell

would they ever figure out how to fuck her? And the thought of getting

fucked in her cunt by a real cock was beginning to take on some real

interest for the little girl. After all, if she could get off on a hunk

of lousy wood, imagine what she could do with a hunk of cock shoved up

her cunny hole!

Her nipples itched at the image of Frank’s dick spewing that hot white

spunk up inside her virgin body!

“GET ME OFF THIS FUCKER!” she suddenly shouted, her voice full and loud

and strong! “NOW!”

Zeke and Moose shrieked and jumped away from her.

“SHHHHHHH …” they whispered together.

Julie almost laughed at them, but suddenly thought better of it. These

two were her only way out of here tonight. If they didn’t help her, she

would have to wait until her daddy got worried and came looking for

her.

And knowing her daddy, that could take until next week!

Julie had lived a very strange life. Her mother and father weren’t too

concerned about her welfare, now that she was ten years old. She had

the free run of the entire neighborhood and she had gained something of

a bad reputation as a little girl with few morals, since her clothing

was always a few sizes too small for her body, and the parts that most

often showed were the very parts that other mothers warned their little

girls about showing … her tight ass, peeping from under her short

skirts, and her pointy nipples, poking out through her much-too-tight

and much-too-thin shirts!

And this clothing problem was due to her mommy’s total lack of interest

in the child.

Both her parents worked hard, but the money was never saved, going for

lots of booze and evenings out barhopping, sometimes together,

sometimes apart.

They fought like wildcats, but their marriage was solid. They really

loved each other, though they yelled and screamed and stormed out on

each other every other weekend.

Fighting was their way of showing their concern and love. It was a

weird situation for Julie and her brother, Jerry. They could never

determine if their parents would be together the next day. As time

passed, Julie found herself turning more and more often to Jerry for

her personal problems. Asking his advice on things that she should

really have been asking her mommy about.

Finally, she was asking him about sex!

And Jerry, at sixteen when Julie was ten years old, was finding his

interest kindled in his kid sister. She was very definitely a little

beauty! Her legs were long and strong, like those of a fifteen-year-old

cheerleader. And Jerry loved those cheerleader legs of Julie’s. He

wanted to touch them and wrap his arms around them … even stick his

prick between Julie’s tight thighs and jack himself off.

It hadn’t occurred to him to really fuck her.

She was, after all, his little sister!

But he did take some liberties with her tiny fresh body, when she would

crawl into bed with him, snuggle up to his larger body and meekly ask

him to tell her the facts of life!

He would slip his arm around her shoulder and draw her close, letting

his other hand rest on her soft, slowly moving tummy as she breathed

more and more quietly, slowly falling asleep in her brother’s secure

arms.

And then, when she was fast asleep, Jerry would slip his hand downward,

fitting it under the waistband of Julie’s pajama bottoms, and the

lower, to cup her bare and utterly hairless pussy with his trembling

palm.

He rested his index finger along her warm, soft crease!

And Julie never knew!

So he thought!

But the little girl was much smarter than her bigger brother could ever

understand, and much more sophisticated than he could ever be! She

crawled into his bed, not to ask about sex, but to experience it!

She had seen his watchful eyes taking in her maturing young body, saw

him follow her swaying walk when she returned from taking a shower and

had to pass his bedroom door–when she glanced back, he was sticking

his head out the door and staring right at her little butt!

Often she let the towel slip away from her body just as she stepped

through her own door, or a few seconds before, giving Jerry a look at

her entire body.

But what she really wanted to do was to have him see her, full-length

from the front. She wanted to see his reaction to her nakedness. And

she wanted to see him naked!

Jerry had only begun to let her catch him dressing after she had

stormed into his room while he was drying himself after his shower. Her

intense interest had been quite obvious to him, and he had not

instantly replaced the towel around his waist.

She stared straight at his soft prick!

Her hand brushed the front of her short skirt. It was a movement that

Jerry picked up immediately. He smiled at her, winked, then wrapped the

towel around himself.

Julie moaned subconsciously when he hid his dick.

More and more often, the two young people found themselves meeting each

other half undressed, and both enjoyed it immensely!

Yes, Jerry would rescue her long before her daddy would even know she

was gone!

Chapter 8

“Look what I found in the shed!” Moose said, holding up a huge double-

bladed ax.

“Okay! Let me have that sucker!”

The ax was passed to Zeke, who wet both hands with some spit then

heaved it up onto his shoulder. He bent forward, eyeing the length of

rope hol