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Aaron is tired from his night job, but still awake enough to spy on his neighbor's daughter.
Aaron was lying on his back on the sorry excuse for a cot that he called a bed. He had been up late at his bartending job, the best paying gig he could get that did not interfere with his college classes. Unlike most of his friends, he had chosen not to go to a large school with dormitories and had opted to commute to a community college. He had already finished his morning classes for the day and was trying to fall asleep despite the sun still being high in the sky, in hopes of being rested enough to be productive at work that night.
Apart from the light, the noise of the bustling city below his 3rd floor apartment was distracting him. Furthermore, the sound of his neighbor rustling about next door was not helping. As far as he could tell, from listening through the wall, she lived with her daughter in pr*mary school.
Despite many distractions, Aaron was usually asleep before the aforementioned daughter got home, and she was in bed before he got up, meaning he had never heard or seen her. He only knew she existed because her mother seemed to love talking to people over the phone as if she had concrete walls and her topic was often how well her daughter did in school or at futbol practice.
Aaron was just drifting off to sleep when he heard the front door to the neighbor’s unit open and close. He knew the mother was in the bedroom already and she did not go to answer the door, so the only possible new arrival had to be the elusive daughter. Although it was doubtful Aaron would meet her, just the thought that he had not gotten to even see her since he moved in kept him awake a little bit longer.
The next noise was the door to the room on the other side of his bedroom wall. He had suspected as such, but it seemed their apartments were mirrored and the daughter lived right next to him. He could hear a young girl’s voice, humming as she set what he assumed was her school bag down. Then, to his surprise, the next noise he heard was the door to the balcony opening.
Something that had never bothered Aaron before, because he always kept his balcony door locked, was the fact that these two units shared the terrace. If one wanted, they could walk from one unit to the other without any hindrance. Aaron was definitely still tired, but the ability to actually fall asleep had left him, replaced with idle curiosity. With nothing else to be done, he leapt out of bed and tiptoed across the floor to the balcony door. It was made of glass but covered with a curtain, so all he had to do to see out was move it slightly.
There in the evening sunlight, he saw something he never thought he would. The young girl was in the middle of removing her futbol jersey and when she had, she dropped it to the floor and faced the wall surrounding the balcony with her eyes closed and the wind rippling through her brunette hair. He could not see well against the sun or from behind but he was pretty sure she was not wearing a bra. From what he could see from behind, her breasts were not large enough to require one yet.
She was not quite tan, but she obviously spent a lot of time outside. Her skin looked golden when bathed in the sunlight. It was glistening with sweat from her futbol practice, which explained why she was enjoying basking in the breeze. Aaron had nothing to gain from it but he found himself wishing she would finish the job of stripping off her clothing. It would be far too much like a television cliché, a pretty girl walking outside naked.
The balcony blocked her lower half from the breeze anyway, so she would experience nothing from removing her shorts, but Aaron was already off in his own imagination. To him this was a private show, just for him. Who else was around to see it after all?
Aaron only realized how long he had been staring when the girl turned and left the balcony. For a brief moment, almost silhouetted against the sun, he saw the shape of her underdeveloped breasts and of course, her tiny nipples. They seemed to have stiffened after being exposed to the breeze. Either that or this girl just had some pointy tits. Aaron found himself imagining what it would be like to touch them, only to be jarred out of his thoughts when he heard the shower in the next room turn on.
He quickly returned to his bed and laid still, imagining what she might look like lathering her shiny body in soap and shampoo. The fact that only two balcony doors separated him from getting a look turned him on, but he knew there was no way he could open the door to her adjoined bathroom unnoticed. It was just a dream as he drifted off to sleep.
It instantly became Aaron’s routine to stay awake in the evenings long enough to hear his neighbor’s daughter getting home. He would secretly pull back his curtain and watch as she exposed her topless chest to the sun almost ritualistically before washing off the sweat of futbol practice.
Every day, Aaron became bolder and bolder, until one day he just decided to see if she would notice him already out on the balcony or if she would practically strip in front of him if he did not interrupt her. He could just use ignorance as an excuse if she noticed him.
It went smoother than he could have imagined. Standing in a shadow cast from the balcony above, he watched practically point blank as the young girl pulled off her top and jiggled her perky breasts at the sun, shaking off sweat like a dog. Only when she turned around did she see him. His whole figure was cast in shadow, making for a scary sight, not to mention how much taller than her he was.
She instinctively covered her chest with one arm. Her eyes darted to the door to his unit and she realized her mistake. “I didn’t think there were any neighbors,” she sputtered.
“I work at night and sleep in the afternoon,” he gave her the truth, leaving out that he now delayed his afternoon naps just to see her naked.
“I'm sorry,” she muttered while looking down at her exposed body.
“It’s a shared balcony,” he ignored the obvious problem. “You can do whatever you want in your own home.”
She seemed to relax a little. “Really?”
“I come out here in the middle of the night all the time.” He gestured to the fact that he was only wearing his pajama pants. They were both technically topless. Sighing with relief she lowered her arm. Aaron tried not to stare directly at her chest, but he convinced himself her nipples were looking even perkier, that she was turned on by his presence. “I'm Aaron Philips,” he introduced himself. “My good friends call me A-ron, and my regular friends call me Phil.”
“Georgia,” she gave her name. “Some of my friends call me Gia, I guess,” she tried to mimic his style of introduction.
“You’re very cute,” Georgia.” He took a step towards her.
She stepped back instinctively. When she saw how disappointed he was she sputtered to explain herself. “I'm covered in sweat. I just got home from soccer practice. I need to shower.”
“It can wait,” he interrupted her. “We can just talk for a moment, right?”
“I… need to go,” she muttered while rushing through the balcony door.
He frowned as he turned to go back to his room. He stopped when he saw her pulling down her shorts through the glass. She had not covered her door with a curtain like his. For a moment he saw a pr*mary school girl completely naked, albeit from behind, before she rushed into the adjoined bathroom. For minutes he agonized over what to do. She had not seemed too concerned with leaving him there to see everything. Upon checking, he found she had not even locked the balcony door. He could have joined her in the shower if he had the confidence.
While he had nothing to lose a moment ago, now he had somehow gained trust with her that he did not want to lose. If she started to push away, he might pursue her more forcefully, but until that moment, he was going to take things slowly.
When Georgia returned to the bedroom naked except for a towel, she was not looking up. When she finally did, she saw Aaron still on the balcony. She jolted, causing the towel to drop. For a moment she seemed to panic but quickly gathered herself. She went to her closet and pulled out a pajama shirt and put it on one sleeve at a time. She then buttoned enough of it to hide her breasts before opening the balcony door again. “You’re still here,” she muttered nervously.
“We were in the middle of talking,” he made an excuse.
“I was sweaty.” She rubbed her arm shyly.
“Now you’re not.” He touched her shoulders. This time she made an effort not to move away. “You really are extremely cute,” he repeated his compliment from before. She blushed while backing up so he could get a better view of her whole body. Even though her shirt came lower than her waist, she had not buttoned it all the way, which allowed him to see her bare crotch cast in shadow.
She was painfully aware of him staring at her privates by then, but he had not scolded her to cover up like her mother did. He either found it completely normal, or he was somehow interested in seeing her naked body. She was too young to understand why that would be a bad thing. Instead, she decided to just pretend not to care about covering herself until he said something.
Aaron was doing his best to pretend not to care as well. However he was failing to keep his eyes from being drawn. The normal reaction of a girl his age would be to cover herself the moment she caught him staring. He did not realize that a girl Georgia’s age was not worried about embarrassment but punishment. So far in her life, teachers and parents alike had told her to cover up without ever telling her why. To her, hiding her body was just to avoid being scolded. If he did not scold her, then she would not cover herself.
Aaron did everything he could to try extending the conversation. He talked about futbol, bartending, college, parents, teachers, and friends. All the while he became more and more aware that she was not embarrassed in the slightest. Disguising his actions, he even picked her up and set her on the balcony wall so they would be closer in height while they talked. In reality this allowed him to be more level with her exposed crotch. When he pretended to see something over the balcony and leaned close, he pressed his knee in-between her legs. She ignored him and turned her head as well.
He was just about to take it a step further and actually touch her crotch when she mentioned how low the sun was getting. “Supper will be done soon. I have to go.”
“I need to get some sleep before tonight,” he agreed begrudgingly. “Can we talk again tomorrow?” he asked hopefully. Her eyes lit up as she nodded. He watched her hop off the wall and trot off the balcony in a dainty way. Only when she was out of sight did he return to his unit and drop down on his bed. He was exhausted from being up all night with work and in the morning with classes. It did not take him long to fall asleep and when he did he dreamed of doing whatever he wanted to Georgia’s young body.
Aaron waited out on his balcony again the next day. He did not hide himself in the shadows this time. When the door to Georgia’s room opened, she rushed over and hugged him without warning. She then backed up shyly, fiddling her with her hands behind her back, waiting on him to tell her if she should not have touched him.
“You’re as cute as ever today,” he gave his usual compliment.
She blushed while averting her gaze. “Today at practice…” she launched into a tirade about her day, which confused Aaron at first. All he could think about was how close they had gotten the day before. He quickly realized what she remembered was their conversations, not their actions. He kept waiting on her to take off her top as she always did, but instead she just wanted to talk.
Remembering how easily he could manipulate her the previous day, setting her on the balcony wall without any reaction, he just let her talk while he approached and moved her. She was unconcerned when he backed her into the wall and when he lifted her arms above her head. She only realized what he was doing when he took the hem of her jersey and pulled it up over her head, leaving her topless.
She smiled when she realized he definitely was not going to scold her. She was not even surprised when he ran his hands along her torso. “Don’t, I’m sweaty,” she complained.
“Shall we go take a shower right now,” he suggested.
“I wanted to see you first. I couldn’t wait,” she explained.
“That’s okay. We’ll just shower together,” he repeated his suggestion she had ignored.
She seemed to ponder it when suddenly his hands covering her breasts caused her to gasp. She closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall as he swirled her nipples and tugged on them, making them stiff. She barely had time to catch her breath before he had slid a hand down into her futbol shorts. She was not wearing panties and instead had on spandex to prevent chaffing while running. He poked at her crotch, pushing the stretchy material inside her slightly.
Her eyelids began to flutter as too many sensations overwhelmed her. She kept opening and closing her mouth, trying to answer the question she had forgotten. When he caught his fingers in the waist of her spandex he pulled them and her shorts down to her knees in one motion. She tried to grab them but was not fast enough. His other hand left her chest and gripped both of her wrists at once, pulling them up above her head. He then plunged his fingers back into her cunt. This time there was no spandex to absorb the impact and she moaned out. It was already a little wet either from sweat or excitement.
She fell to her knees, held up only by him gripping her wrists. No longer able to reach her crotch from his standing position, Aaron instead pulled down the waist of his own pajamas to expose his fully engorged cock. Georgia’s eyes were still fluttering so she did not notice until the tip touched her lips. With her back against the balcony wall, she could not move away. Instead she had to open her mouth as he slid inside.
She moaned, vibrating her tongue against his shaft. When he reached her throat she swallowed slightly, allowing the head to slip past her uvula. When she finally focused her eyes, she stared up at him meekly. She wriggled her hands a little but he held her wrists firmly. Unable to do anything else, she just lapped her tongue on the underside of his cock and swirled drool in her mouth. She knew enough from sex education to understand what he was doing and what he needed to get off. Trapped, she could only try to please him.
Only when he backed up was she able to move her head. She was only able to move forward, pushing his cock back down her throat painfully, but it was better than being stiffly pinned to the wall. She began bobbing her head rapidly, practically popping the head of his cock in and out of her throat. At the same time saliva squirted out of the corners of her mouth.
After minutes of this, Aaron let go of her wrists in order to pull her head off of him as he got too sensitive. Immediately her hands traveled to her own crotch. She rubbed the outside of her cunt and shook her legs, scraping her knees on the cement veranda. Aaron held her face at a distance as he began to cum. She panted, catching her breath with her mouth open as white strands splashed against her lips, cheeks and tongue.
After the last spurt, Aaron let go of her head and backed away, resting against the glass door to his apartment. Georgia struggled to wipe the cum off her face with only one hand, trying to keep the other one clean for the door to her room. Aaron was too spent to even try stopping her as she rushed through and disappeared. Peering through the glass he saw her entering the bathroom, presumably to wash her face and hands.
Aaron spent a long time worrying if she would come back that day or at all after what he had done to her. He contemplated barging into her bathroom but if she had been in that much of a hurry to get away from him, she would not take it well. The balcony was their shared space, and only if she did not return to it would he invade hers.
Aaron’s patience was rewarded when the door to the balcony slid open again. Not only had Georgia washed her face, she had taken a shower, cleaning off the sweat of futbol practice. She was wearing a pair of pajama shorts and an open shirt. Aaron was still slumped against his door, so she immediately sat down on his lap. As he had no shirt on, she wrapped her arms behind the back of his neck and kissed him on the lips.
Aaron was surprised she came back at all. “Aren’t you afraid of me?” he asked without thinking. She looked confused by the question. “Parents usually say to avoid strangers,” he explained.
“Are were strangers? We’re neighbors and this isn’t the first day we’ve met out here.”
“But haven’t your parents warned you about adukts that act nice because they want to take advantage of you?”
“What do I have that you need?”
“Well, some grownups will kidnap you or hurt you.”
“Do you need to kidnap me when we’re neighbors? Do you plan to hurt me?”
“It depends on how painful you find it.” He reached between her legs and pressed her shorts into her crotch.
She gasped and tilted her head back. “That didn’t hurt. Besides, I know what sex is. Like exercise, it can hurt, but that’s not the point of it. Everything hurts if you think too much about it.”
Aaron shook his head while smirking. If everyone just took their parents’ warnings as them thinking too much, there would be a lot more kidnappings in the world. “Fine, let’s test your resolve.” Aaron stood up while holding Georgia’s waist so he could lift he to her feet when she slid off his lap. She was confused as he stepped towards her, backing her into the balcony wall. Suddenly she had been spun around and her hands placed on the wall. Her shorts were pulled to the side and his fingers slid between her legs.
She gasped again. “Okay, you’re being a little scarier,” she admitted.
“You said you knew what sex was,” he argued.
“But I never thought of doing it outside,” she complained.
“Where else would we get the chance? This is our little shared space where no one will bother us.”
She smiled as she thought about it. Having something special to share with him was more important than her fear at the moment. He thought she would react a little when he swapped his fingers for the tip of his cock, but she had no reference and could not tell the difference. It was not until he actually slid inside of her cunt that she felt any change. Her eyes widened as she was lifted off her feet. She had to support herself by pushing against the wall.
“Something’s going inside me,” she groaned. Even knowing what sex was, she had never put anything in her cunt before. She thought it would feel like swallowing or even using the bathroom, but it was completely different. Aaron had to grab her waist in order to move in and out of her at all. She gave slight jolts and quivers as she tried to adjust. She had no idea if she was supposed to stay perfectly still or try moving.
During futbol practice the coach often times grabbed the players and directed them on how to kick or run so it was not awkward for Georgia to be held by her waist. She rather liked the security it gave her, that she would not fall even if Aaron’s cock slipped out of her. The whole situation just felt like an extension of practice. A grown man was telling her what to do and making her do it with some force. She did not understand why her mother and teachers were so wary of what they called perverts approaching her for sex. It was not like it harmed her in any way.
Aaron was a little concerned with Georgia’s lack of reaction. She was basically just dangling between him and the wall letting him do all the work of moving her body. When she noticed him trying to turn her head so he could see her face and make sure she was even conscious, she smiled at him. “It feels like I’m floating,” she muttered in a dreamy voice. “You’re so much bigger than me. I bet you could hold me up without my help.” She pushed off of the wall, forcing him to grip her waist tighter.
For a moment Aaron had assumed she was going to say he was bigger than the last man who fucked her. He had no idea if she was a virgin. He had not felt her hymen break when he entered her, but he knew girls often lost their hymens during strenuous sports.
“You’re crushing my tummy,” she moaned as his finger dug into her waist. He wrapped his arms around her middle to take some pressure off of her. “It’s okay, I like when you grip me tightly,” she quickly backtracked. “When you press my tummy, I feel it in my groin. It makes me want to pee. I wish I could play soccer topless,” her train of thought drifted slightly.
“You want everyone to see your tits?” Aaron questioned her.
She pondered the word for a moment. “My nipples? No, my belly button. Boys tell me it’s cute and it feels nice when the wind touches my skin. That’s why I come here every day before showering.”
“You should be a cheerleader. Their tops are cropped so their bellies are exposed.”
“Oh yeah, and they wear those short skirts that show off their underwear. I bet you could put your penis in me easily if I wore one of those.”
“How about we buy you a cheer uniform just for sex. You could run around without panties to feel the breeze on your pussy. You could sit on my lap and no one would know I was fucking you.”
Georgia blushed. Though she had a limited understanding of what kink was and why it was embarrassing and also exciting, the idea of having a uniform just for sex seemed kinky to her. Her mind caught on something else he had said though. “What’s the difference between having sex and fucking?” she asked with none of the embarrassment Aaron expected from a girl using a swear word.
Aaron leaned her forward until she had to put her hands back on the wall to support herself. He then gripped her waist even tighter, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. He began pushing her off and pulling her back onto him rapidly, shoving his cock as deep into her cunt as it would go and making her squeal in response. “You have no control anymore,” he explained. She tried to nod but could only barely move her head as it flopped around with her body’s rapid shaking. “Even if you wanted to stop, you couldn’t. That’s because I’m fucking you. I’m in control, and you’re just the receptacle. Having sex would be both of us participating.”
“I like fucking,” she spouted while her eyes fluttered. “I don’t care if you won’t listen to me or stop if I ask. It’s like a theme park ride: it doesn’t stop just because you cry. It’s fun to give control of your body to someone else momentarily.”
“Really?” Aaron was skeptical. “Even if all they want to do is drill into your pussy? To wear you like a cock sleeve or treat your holes like a toilet.”
Georgia blushed again. She was starting to really understand what it meant to be kinky. Even just talking about things that seemed unreasonable was kinky. The unreasonable nature is what made it exciting. “If that’s the part you enjoy, I don’t mind. As long as you hold me, swing me around, plunge your penis in me and make me scream, I don’t care what you get out of it.
“It was gross and slimy when you squirted on my face, but in the moment I was too excited to care. I thought I would hate swallowing what got in my mouth, but it didn’t matter after it was gone. I can always rinse my mouth later. Right now, I want to be connected to you, even if it’s just being a hole for you to fill. Our coach showed us videos of him playing professionally. Whenever he scored a goal he took his shirt off and yelled at the crowd. I copied him the first time I scored and he scolded me.”
Aaron could not help but snicker. “I'm serious,” she whined. “Scoring a goal is exciting, but so is taking your clothes off. If I could do both, I think I’d faint. What if I took my shorts off too and let the coach fuck me right after I scored.”
“Bad girl,” Aaron scolded her, slapping her butt extremely hard as if to spank her.
“What?” she was confused. She had been excited that he was not scolding her like her coach or parents. “What did I do?”
“Don’t let anyone else fuck you,” he ordered her.
“That’s just like what Mom says. Don’t approach any older men. Don’t let them take you anywhere or take your clothes off. If I listened to her, we wouldn’t be fucking right now.”
“You should have listened to her, but now you have to listen to me. That’s part of getting fucked. You have no control over who fucks you. That’s my decision, and I don’t want you getting fucked by anyone else.” Georgia’s face looked anything but obedient. Aaron grabbed a fistful of her brunette hair and forcefully turned her head toward him. “Answer me,” he ordered her.
“I kinda want to know if the coach would even agree to fuck me and if it would feel different.”
“Why do you need someone else to fuck you at all?” Aaron was getting extremely disappointed in Georgia. He thought they were sharing something special. He should have realized if it were this easy to convince a p*mary schooler to have sex, then she would be easily convinced by everyone else too.
“What if you both fuck me at the same time,” she came up with an excuse for needing a second man. He can fuck my mouth and you can fuck my pussy,” she used the word he had instead of just calling it her groin again.
“I doubt your coach is into little girls, or sharing them. But if for any reason he asks you to have sex, first tell me.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I’ll punish you,” he threatened her.
“How? You’re already doing whatever you want to me.”
“It will get worse. I’ll spank you the whole time or even choke you. I might just fuck you in the ass.”
“What’s that?” she was confused and intrigued. Aaron simply pushed a thumb into her anus in response. It was a lot more slippery than he had expected. He pushed his other thumb inside next and pried her anus apart slightly. She crossed her eyes and groaned as she felt what it was like to get penetrated in two holes at once for the first time. “What are you doing?”
“Why is it so clean?” Aaron was genuinely confused.
“Before practice, I give myself an enema every day. One time one of the girls had diarrhea on the field. She was so embarrassed she quit the team. Others were going to quit as well so the coach showed us a bidet in the locker room and how to use it.”
“Practice was hours ago. You just did it again when you were showering, didn’t you?” Aaron accused her.
“It's a habit now,” she admitted.
“Or, you were preparing to get fucked in the ass all along,” he teased her.
She looked back at him with her eyes still crossed. “Do you want to fuck me in the ass?” she asked half excitedly and half exhausted.
Aaron dared not hesitate. Georgia was sighing from having his cock slide out of her cunt when she began screaming from having it rammed into her asshole. “It’s so stiff,” she wailed. Unlike her cunt which was spongy and could form around his cock no matter how hard or what shape, her anus had to stretch to accommodate his girth, and her bowels had to bend when he went twice as deep as his thumb could reach.
Aaron pulled on her hair again so he could see her face. Her eyes were even more crossed. “Do you like that?” he asked mockingly.
She struggled to nod. “This feels like fucking, like I have no control and you don’t care. I’m stuck on this ride now.”
“You sound like a slut,” he teased her while trying to shove deeper in her butt. Instead of pushing off of the wall, she let her arms buckle so their bodies moved together and he did not get any deeper. Annoyed, he scooped his arms under her and lifted her until she could prop her feet on the wall. He then began thrusting forward and up as rapidly as he could, stretching her anus and bowels repeatedly.
She let out little huffs and squeals as he assaulted her insides. She kept thrusting her crotch outward, making for a strange scene to anyone looking at the balcony, a bare cunt poking out over the edge. Eventually she lost control of her bladder and just began to piss right off the balcony into the street below. “I’m gonna fall,” she wailed as she felt herself getting closer and closer to getting bucked over the balcony in one thrust. “I'm gonna land in the street.”
“When they take you to the hospital they will have to treat you for anal trauma first,” he mocked her.
“I’m serious; let me down.” She began to struggle.
“Careful, or you’ll make yourself fall,” he warned her.
She was about to make another complaint when she felt something warm hitting the inside of her bowels and filling them up. She had given herself enough enemas to know what having liquid poured into her butt felt like. Her eyes rolled completely out of sight and tears streamed down her face as her fear of falling was replaced. She leaned back against him and reached behind her head to hold onto his shoulders. She waited patiently for him to stop pissing inside her asshole, which took well over a minute.
When she was sure he had stopped, she blinked until her eyes finally returned to normal, then lowered her feet to the concrete for the first time since his cock had entered her cunt an hour ago. Her knees were wobbly as she turned around to face him. She lifted her pajama shirt over her head, exposing her bare chest, but more importantly, her smooth stomach, which seemed slightly bulging now.
She drummed on her belly for a moment to confirm it was full of something. Obviously it was not, but the sensation of having to keep her anus clenched was causing her nerves to fire all the way up her intestine to her stomach. “You really did turn me into your toilet,” she finally spoke. She sounded extremely proud for some reason.
“Do you need to go inside and use the actual toilet?” Aaron was worried she would start leaking any moment.
She nodded. “I’m normally really good at holding it, but you stretched my butt so much,” she spoke while taking deep breaths. She felt that if she didn’t keep breathing she would get the hiccups and then be unable to concentrate on her anus at all. “Can you carry me?” she reached out toward him.
He opened the balcony door first before scooping her up in his arms. He carried her straight to her adjoined bathroom and set her down on the toilet. She crossed her eyes as the sound of water drizzling into the bowl began. He took off his pajamas so he was completely naked and stepped into the shower. He used the detachable shower nozzle to wash particularly around his cock. Her asshole had been quite clean, but he still wanted to wash up before fucking any of her other holes just in case.
Georgia took the spray nozzle from him and used it to clean herself on the toilet before hopping into the shower with him. She left her shorts on the bathroom floor so she was naked too. Aaron was not sure if she just wanted to shower or if they were going to continue having sex. She spent some time washing her body again while he watched her running her hands over every groove and valley. She stopped when she reached her butt and actually turned around so he could see. “It won’t close,” she showed him her gaping anus. “You stretched my butt into the shape of your penis.”
Aaron could not help but prod the round hole. He rubbed all around the outside before pushing three fingers in at once. Georgia moaned while leaning against the shower wall, letting her eyelids flutter. Eventually she slid down and positioned herself face down and ass up, prying her anus apart with her own fingers. She clearly expected to pick up where they left off outside. When Aaron sank his cock into her spread hole, she finally spoke again. “I won’t be able to play soccer like this.”
“I’ll buy you a plug,” he offered.
“A plug for my butt? Like a gas tank lid? Do they make those?”
Aaron tried not to smirk. He had never thought of a butt plug as a lid but that was basically what it was. A lid specially designed to be inserted into a poor girl’s anus and stay there making her uncomfortable. “You’re gonna feel it the whole time you’re playing,” he informed her. “Can you imagine just knowing there is something hard and metal rubbing the inside of your asshole while you are jogging up and down the pitch?”
“It’ll be fine,” she was not concerned. “There’s something large and stiff in my butt right now.”
“It won’t always be there?”
“Won’t it? I have a feeling you’re going to fuck me a lot from now on. And when you’re not, I’ll be wearing this plug.” Georgia’s eyes rolled back again as she daydreamed about it. “If I’m not giving myself an enema, or wearing the plug, you’re going to be fucking me or peeing in me. Forever.”
Aaron grabbed her hair and pulled her out of her head down position and up into his lap. She tried not to scream as her joints bumped the bottom and sides of the tub and her anus stretched ridiculously for a moment. She let out a guttural groan when she landed in his lap and his cock slid deep into her butt again. Her eyelids weren’t fluttering anymore and just stayed closed.
Aaron took the shower spray nozzle and pressed it between her legs. The water pelted her clit, making her jolt, until it began gushing inside her cunt instead. She opened her eyes and looked down as she felt him forcing the nozzle deeper into her. “You’re double stuffing me,” she groaned excitedly. She moved her hands to her neck and began to massage her throat from the outside. “I wish coach was here to fuck my mouth too. I could be triple stuffed.”
“Tiny little girl loves dreaming of getting fucked by grown men. You are such a slut,” Aaron was more annoyed than turned on by her desire to have another man join in.
“Any girl would be,” she sputtered in-between gasps and drooling from fingering her own mouth. “The boys in my class are too small. They can’t lift me or shake me or pin me down. I’ve seen some of their penises. They can’t stretch me or reach deep inside of me.”
Aaron patted the top of her head. “That’s the way it’s supposed to be. Their small dicks are for tiny girls like you, while mine is for a grown woman.”
“You mean, I should have sex with the boys in my class until I'm an adult,” she inquired. He shrugged in response. Refusing to give a full answer. She shook her head. “I don’t want to wait. If I get bigger, your penis will not feel as big either. If I can only feel like this right now, then we need to have as much sex as we can before I get bigger.”
“What a greedy thing for such a little girl to say.”
“I don’t care. The boys in my class are always pulling my hair or poking my butthole with pencils. The teacher says they like me but I should just show them us having sex and tell them they need to be as big as you before they can fuck me.”
“I don’t really want to get dragged into your class for that. Wait, did you say the boys put pencils in your butt?”
“Since I started doing enemas it became easy for them to slip things into me if I was not careful,” she explained. “And you know you want to show off to my classmates. You want to fuck a little girl in front of her whole class.” Aaron shook his head but she was not convinced. “You’re the pervert my mother warned me about. You like fucking little girls because it makes you feel superior. You can’t lift or stretch a grown woman as you please.”
“This theoretically tiny girl is you,” he reminded her. “I am fucking you right now.”
“Yes,” she moaned. “I'm being raped by a pervert.”
“Hey, it’s not rape. You are a participant.”
“But you said fucking someone was not the same as participating.”
“But it’s not rape,” he argued.
“Mom said that adult men would approach me to rape me. Is that what you did?”
“I approached you to have sex with you. Your reaction means it’s not rape.”
She tilted her head as she thought about it. “I don’t know who to believe. Should I ask my mom again?”
“Please don’t,” he begged.
“Really? Will you be in trouble if I tell her what you did to me?”
“Very much so,” he admitted.
“Ah, then I think I have my answer.”
Aaron frowned. He did not like that, for someone who was so innocent a few hours ago, she was this good at manipulating him. He had only himself to blame for corrupting her but he was till annoyed. As punishment, he twisted the nozzle in her cunt until it was spraying right at the back of her pelvis, pelting her g-spot. She gasped and began to thrash, trying to pull it out. Aaron just used her movement to shove his cock deeper into her asshole.
When she felt his thick member jabbing her bowels she stopped thrashing and tried to keep still so she could bask in the feeling. She seemed to enter a zen like state of thoroughly enjoying getting double penetrated. Aaron was left wondering where this little slut had been all his life and how he got so lucky.