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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, July 20, 2015

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story_codes: Mmmm+/g(6), non-cons

story_intro: A fine day's walk in the park: Warm sunshine, gentle breeze, flowers in full bloom, and a first grader about to be gang-banged against her will by a group of horny teens. What's a man like Jerry to do? Why, watch of course. And then stick around for leftovers.


story_language: English




Behind the Bushes

Written by madvlad


	Jerry's involvement began with the sneaker. He was taking his usual afternoon stroll through the park, hoping to admire some little girls as they innocently ran and played, unaware of the attraction their cute bodies held. As the weather had begun to warm up, Jerry was thinking he'd stand a good chance of finding some young ones in shorts or skirts that displayed some bare legs.

	Just off the path, lying by some bushes, was a small pink sneaker. As he examined it, Jerry saw it was fairly new and didn't show any effects of having been exposed to the weather. So it must have just been recently lost. 

	Then he heard muted voices beyond the shrubbery - they sounded like teen boys and then he heard a higher pitched whining that he connected as possibly a match with the owner of the wayward sneaker. Treading carefully so as not to make his presence known, Jerry followed the brush line until he saw an opening.  Off to one side was a discarded pink backpack; the kind kids wore to carry books to school. There was open with some of the contents spilled out. 

	The owner was someone named Jeannie. And judging from the few papers and beginner's readers, Jeannie was in the first grade and just six years old. Then the small voice returned; thin and complaining.

	"No! Don't do that!"

	The last word ended with a sob. Slipping along the winding brush line, Jerry crept until he saw movement. There was a tree nearby that allowed him to stand and peek without being uncomfortably hunched over.

	There was a group of five boys he judged to be around fourteen or fifteen clustered around a picnic table. On the table was a small figure with blonde hair and a pink and white dress that was hiked up to show plenty of leg. One boy was leaning over the table, pinning the girl's hands against the table and over her head. Another one was working between her legs as the child kicked.

	"Stop it!" she cried and was about to say more when another boy clamped his hand over her mouth. 

	"Got it!" the boy between her legs shouted and held up a tiny pair of panties in his hand.

	"Give 'em here, Jim," the boy with his hand on the girl's mouth said.

	Jim tossed him the panties, which he promptly stuffed in the girl's - Jeannie's mouth. Another boy stepped next to Jim and shook his head as he regarded their captive.

	"Shit," he spat. "She doesn't even have any hair there, yet."

	"What the fuck did you expect, Todd?" Jim asked. "She's just a little kid. But she's got a pussy, right? You don't have to fuck her if you don't want. But I'll bet this bitch is really tight."

	"Nah, it's okay," Todd corrected himself. "It just looked funny at first."

	"She's kind of cute there," the boy holding her wrists opined.

	Jerry was watching from the side and could see pretty well since the ground sloped downward to the table. He could see Jeannie's exposed body from her belly button on down as her dress and been flipped up. Her pubis was smooth and flat like her tummy before the swell of the childish mons puffed up. From his angle, Jerry could see the indentation in the bald mound where her slit began at the top. The man blinked a few times to make sure what he was watching was real.

	It was real.

	Jim spat in his hand and rubbed it on Jeannie's snatch. The little girl wriggled desperately at the touch, but Todd and the last boy each grabbed an ankle and peeled her legs wide open. Jeanne was helpless with her private area exposed and four teens holding her down while Jim jammed his erection against her soft mound.

	The child's only defense was the small size of her cunt which resisted Jim's first few attempts to enter her. The girl was crying shrilly, the noises rising on octaves with each subsequent shove, but the panties stuffed in her mouth with the hand covering it dampened the effect. The only help she might have received was watching intently.

	Jim at last got the right angle and felt the girl's inner labia as he sank in a fraction of an inch. With an impatient heave, he ripped into her childish vagina. Jeannie screamed as her cherry gave way, not understanding the concept of virginity but knowing full well the searing agony that lanced through her body. Jim bored his way in, opening the six year-old's innocent pussy with brutal force.

	The teen thrust in and out of the first grader, stretching the delicate tissues of her cunny. Her shredded maidenhead made her little tunnel slippery, betraying it to the hard cock that rasped through it. With Jim rutting at full speed, Jeannie's warm virginal blood coated his hard shaft and the plump, hairless labia of her plundered baby twat. 

	"Oh yeah," he grunted. "This little bitch is so fucking tight!"

	"Make her feel it," the boy holding her wrists laughed. "Don't go easy or she'll be disappointed."

	Any response Jim might have made was cut off when he came. The little girl's pained eyes held a hint of revulsion as the jism flooded her undeveloped womb, completing her violation. Jeannie's chest rose and fell with heavy breaths when her rapist pulled out. Fluids gushed from her injured little hole and the air felt cold on her insides for a brief moment before her outer labia closed.

	Jeanie snuffled, thankful at least that the hurting thing was over although she was still throbbing in the place she had been violated. Then the boys moved around and a second teen shoved his prick into her bleeding young twat.

	Jerry watched as each of the gang took his turn raping the little girl. Before the second boy was done, the fight had left the six year-old who lay defeated as one cock after another was rammed between her legs, abusing her kiddy cunt and inseminating her unready body. Todd was last and he truly didn't have a problem with a hairless pussy as he worked his prick in and out of her and left her further sullied. By the time he was done, Jim was holding his reborn hard-on in his hand and Jeannie endured another round of rapes from the entire group. 

	When the boys left, laughing, Jerry stepped out from his hiding place. Jeannie was lying on the table, staring at the sky as Jerry walked around and stood at the end where her legs were spread and her assaulted twat was draining onto the new spring grass. Slowly, Jeannie focused her eyes on the stranger watching her. When Jerry pulled his dick out, he caught a momentary flash of fear in her eyes before the resignation reasserted itself.

	"Those boys sure did a number on you, didn't they?" Jerry asked as his glans sank into the tot's bald, pudgy mound. "But now you're all nice and wet for me."

	The little girl's inner labia expanded around his meat, drawing a whimper from Jeannie's panty-muffled mouth.

	"I know, Sweetheart," Jerry said gently. "I'm bigger than those boys but I'll take my time so you can get used to it."

	A warbled noise ended on a questioning note.

	"Why? Because your little pussy is so juicy and sweet. Just think of all your friends who've never had them opened up and used. And look at you now, getting fucked so much instead of wasting your afternoon playing with dolls or watching cartoons. You're such a lucky little girl."

	The next tone from Jeannie implied she didn't feel so fortunate. But by now Jerry was buried inside her hot young cuntlet as far as her small anatomy could take. The first grader's gooey little sheath sucked at his meat as he pulled out and welcomed him back with a hug when he returned all the way to her cervix. 

	Jeannie submitted with a groan as her tiny pussy spread further inside. The man fucked her with deliberate strokes, his hardness pressing on her interior at all angles every time he penetrated her cunny and made it expand. With a sigh, he planted more sperm into the six year-old's baby maker.

	After he had withdrawn, Jerry regarded the girl's hairless quim, shiny with fuck slime and reddened at the slit from all of her new friends' hard work. Her inner thighs were similarly stained and smears of red mingled with the semen on her delicate pale skin. Observing the trail of goo that had collected in the crack of Jeannie's ass, Jerry decided his next step.

	"It's shame to let all of that lubrication go to waste," he said as he rolled the girl over on her belly. 

	Taking her small buttocks in his hands, he massaged them as he pulled them apart and saw where the jism had travelled. Jeannie grunted indignantly when Jerry worked his finger into her asshole, stuffing some of the fluids in there.

	"Don't fight me," he advised as her sphincter clamped on his finger. "Pretend you're pooping when I put my dick there and it will go easier."

	Of course, Jeannie tried to keep her orifice shut once Jerry was pressing his prick there. But he kept at it and the girl, weary from her repeated rapes, at last surrendered. Weeping, she worked her rear as he kept telling her, feeling dirty as her anus opened. It kept opening to where she feared it would break apart and she moaned in painful humiliation. But then it stopped and she felt the pressure of the man's hardness as it slid into her bottom.

	"That's my girl," Jerry said reasonably as his cock was enveloped by the meaty snugness of the six year-old's virgin rectum. 

	He worked his way in and out of the child's guts, the soft, oily feel wrapping around his prick. As he sodomized the little girl, he kept speaking.

	"You know there are lots of women who are squeamish about anal sex, but here you are taking it like a pro. In fact, that's something you should try. I don't know what kind of allowance you're getting, but a sweet little thing like you could make some good money spreading her legs or bending over for nice men like me to enjoy. That's called being a whore. Can you think of any friends in your first grade class who could be good whores?  I'm sure there are several who would love to have a hard cock between their legs or making their plump little asses jiggle as they get buggered."

	Jeannie said something that her panties prevented Jerry from translating, but he took a stab at it.

	"That's a start. I'm sure you'll have a list before long. You girls could set up one of those little playhouses as a brothel and you'd have guys lined up down the block."

	Jeanie groaned helplessly as the man fucked her little ass while describing in sordid detail the kinds of things she and her friends would do. For a moment, the picture of her best friend, Becky, flashed in her mind. Although incredibly shy, Becky was very pretty, with shiny red hair that hung in soft curls. At recess one day, a bad boy came up behind Becky and pulled her skirt up. Becky was wearing pink panties that stretched across her rump and the boy started to pull them down. The upper third of Becky's white buttocks were exposed for a second before the girl pulled away. 

	None of them told the teacher because they didn't want to be called tattletales by the other kids. But Becky had been strangely quiet after that for the rest of the day. Later, she confided to Jeannie that she had been scared but also kind of thrilled for a moment and then felt naughty afterward. But Jeannie didn't think Becky would want to have her panties pulled all the way down and have that hard thing put in her. Fortunately for her friend, Becky had been sick today or else she would have been here with Jeannie and would have felt very naughty.

	A hot burst in her rear signaled more semen being pumped into her body. Then the man pulled out and Jeannie felt more fresh air fingering her exposed interior until her anus close at last. Jerry gave her a friendly pat on the butt before he zipped up and walked away whistling a happy tune.

	When he saw the sneaker again, Jerry stopped. He picked it up and then collecting the knapsack, leafing through the contents before putting them inside. Returning to the picnic table, he saw that Jeannie was now leaning against it, trying to wipe away the mess below her waist with her hands before bending over to clean her fingers in the grass.

	She jolted upright when she saw Jerry coming back. He placed her sneaker and knapsack on the table next to her wadded, spit soaked panties and ruffled her sweaty blonde hair. 

	"These were way over there and I wasn't sure you could find them," he said reasonably.

	"Th-thank you," she said in a small voice as he turned to leave.

	She was such a polite girl, Jerry mused as he returned to the path. He was glad he had noted her address on the knapsack because polite little girls deserved to get regular helpings of cock.
	



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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