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story_codes: M/g(9) first, cons

story_intro: Matt is on vacation at a beach resort where he meets nine year-old Deanna. Like him, she's an early riser, which means they have a chance to spend time together alone. What begins with some assistance with suncreen oil gradually evolves into other activities that leave the little girl very well oiled in all of the right places.

story_language: English




Cabana Girl

Written by madvlad


	Matt usually liked to sleep in on weekends and vacations, but the time zone difference had him awake and out of bed at the all-inclusive tropical resort he where he was spending the week. He put on his swim trunks and went to the beach. Most of the adults were still asleep and he pretty much had the place to himself when he saw a little girl arrive by herself.

	She was about eight or nine, with long brown hair and dressed in a skimpy little yellow bikini. Her parents thought it looked cute on her and Matt thought it was much more than that. He loved females in a wide age range, from his own age in the mid-thirties to young preteens. 

	The girl's top was pressed flush against her chest where it had no curves to hide. Matt had been to other resorts where girls that age ran around topless since they didn't have anything there that was different than the boys. Her bottoms wrapped snugly around her pert butt and modest cunny bulge. Matt wondered how revealing they would be when they were wet and clinging to her flesh.

	She placed a blanket down and pulled a bottle of sunscreen from her bag. Matt watched as she carefully glossed her limbs and front with it. After rubbing her face and neck, she tried to do what she could to cover her back. Matt looked around. Aside from some bored lifeguards, there was no one in sight. Casually, he walked over to the girl as she was putting the lotion away.

	"Do you need help with your back?" he asked.

	"Huh?" the girl looked up startled. "Oh, uh, I was having trouble, but I don't want to bother you."

	"Not at all," Matt said, magnanimously. "You don't want to risk a burn and ruin your vacation."

	The girl acquiesced and rolled onto her stomach and allowed Matt to dribble some sunscreen onto her back. Matt carefully rubbed the stuff into the child's skin, thankful that she wasn't look at him and the mass that was poking out the front of his swim trunks.

	"My name is Matt, by the way."

	"I'm Deanna."

	"Pleased to meet you, Deanna. Are you here by yourself?"

	"No, silly," she laughed. "I'm here with my parents, but they like to sleep late because we're on vacation. They said I can come to the beach since there are lifeguards and this is a private area. So it's safe."

	"That make sense," Matt said. How old are you?"

	"I just turned nine," she said proudly.

	"Nine's a fun age - I remember it well," he replied. "I'm going to get under the string here, okay?"

	"Uh huh."

	Matt slid his fingers under the yellow string in the back that held her top in place. He was perfectly chaste in his actions, not trying to pull the top away. Deanna lay still as he did it. He rubbed further down her back, but stayed away from her swimsuit bottom as he could see that she had already covered the areas near the waist band.

	"Okay," he announced. "You're covered."

	"Thanks, mister."

	"Please, call me Matt."

	"Okay. Thanks, Matt," Deanna replied, pleased that a grown-up would let her use their first name.

	The following morning, Matt was lounging by the hotel cabanas located between the pool area and the beach. At eight o'clock, Deanna came walking by in her yellow bikini. She smiled shyly at Matt when he greeted her.

	"No sunburns yesterday?" he asked. 

	"Actually, I got a little one, but it wasn't your fault," she said as she shifted one flat, triangular "cup" of her top to reveal a small, pink line. "This is where I put my lotion on."

	"I can help you with that if you'd like," Matt offered, his head swimming as he came to grips with what he just said.

	"Um, sure, but I don't..." Deanna started, blushing as she looked around.

	"Why don't we use a cabana for privacy?" Matt suggested.

	"Sure".

	Each cabana was a small wooden shack with a roof thatched with palm fronds. There was a lockable door, so there was complete privacy. Matt quietly locked the door behind him as he followed Deanna inside one, wondering just how far he would get.

	"Let's start with the top and work down," he said. 

	Deanna squeezed her eyes shut, a little nervous being alone with this man, but he gently applied the lotion to her face and neck without incident. He covered her shoulders with a thin sheen of the stuff, slipping his fingers under the straps while carefully watching Deanna for any reaction. There was none. Then he got to the small yellow triangles covering her nipples.

	"Should I pull these aside?" he asked.

	"Oh! No!" she gasped, swiftly covering her flatness. "I mean, I'm supposed to stay covered there, even though there's nothing to see. I know you wouldn't be interested because I'm just a little kid, but I shouldn't....I don't know."

	There damn sure was something Matt wanted to see, but he didn't want to force the issue.

	"How about if I just slide my fingers under there, like I did with your straps?"

	"Oh yeah," the girl replied, relieved. "That would work."

	Although he wanted to have a peek, getting a feel was even better. Matt coated his fingertips with lotion and gently eased them under the child's bikini, spreading the cream over the tiny nipples he found there. He took his time, rolling his fingers over the center and felt them stiffen under his touch. Deanna jerked slightly, but didn't try to pull away.

	"Are you alright?" Matt asked in an innocent voice.

	"Uh huh. It's just that you...uh...it feels so good when you touch me there."

	"Really? I know women who like that. I guess that you're not too little, are you?"

	"Nope," Deanna giggled and thrust out her chest so her new adult friend could feel her flat chest in all its glory.

	Matt twiddled the preteen's nips for a few more minutes before coating her arms. Then he worked his way down her flat tummy until he reached the waist of her bottoms. 

	"I'll need to get some sunscreen in there in case your bottoms slip a little," he told her. "That way you won't get a burn there where it's completely white."

	Deanna nodded and gulped as Matt's gingers probed under her waistband. He did not venture too far and the little girl relaxed. Her stomach felt like it was quivering inside as she felt the man touch her close to her private area. 

	When Matt was done, he slightly hooked a finger as he was sliding up and out of her waistband. It was just enough to pull the fabric up, tightening it against the little covered plumpness between the nine year-old's thighs, showing him a slight crease where her virgin slit was. 

	His dick was rock-hard and had the girl turn around before she noticed it. He applied sunscreen to her back and slid his fingers under her waistband again to give her some "extra coverage". 

	"Done," he announced.

	"What about by legs?" she asked.

	"Oops, I forgot."

	Matt cursed himself - he had truly forgotten as he was mesmerized by the erotic feel of the smooth skin under the edge of the little girl's swimsuit. He smeared more lotion on her feet and worked up her legs until he reached her bottoms again. The bikini only covered about two thirds of each butt cheek and he happily made each one glisten. Deanna shifted the weight on her feet as he applied more lotion under each leg band. He loved the feel of her resilient ass flesh beneath his fingers.

	Then Deanna turned around. The little girl was blushing furiously as she presented her front to him. Matt covered her satiny thighs with sunscreen, caressing the young limbs while the child stood patiently. When he reached her crotch, Matt looked and saw now way he was going to get inside without touching something forbidden. Deanna misread his pause and spoke up.

	"There's nothing you'll like in there. I've seen women getting changed before and know they have hair down there. I don't have any, so you don't have to touch me there if you don't want to. I'll do it myself."

	"No, no, that's alright. There's nothing for you to be embarrassed about."

	"Thank you," she sighed. "You're being very polite."

	"Just doin' my job, ma'am," he drawled in a fake western sheriff accent, making the preteen giggle. 

	Matt's cock was throbbing as he politely explored beneath the tiny bit of fabric protecting the girl's modesty. The lotion slid onto the perfectly smooth sides of Deanna's hairless cunny. Matt desperately wanted to feel the rest of the nine year-old's sex, but he didn't want to rush and scare the poor child.

	"How much longer are you staying here," he asked as he wiped the lotion from his hands with a towel.

	"Another four days."

	Matt had four days - no, three, not counting the day she was leaving - to get inside her swimsuit. He had begun to calculate a plan when Deanna pointed to his swimsuit and inadvertently accelerated the process.

	"Why are poking out like that?" she asked.

	"That's my penis," Matt replied, throwing caution out the door.

	"Why is it like that?"

	"Well, normally it only gets excited and grows bigger when there's a woman I really like, but I guess you made it happen too."

	"Really?" Deanna asked, surprised that she could make a man's thing do that.

	Matt looked down at his swim trunks and came up with plan.

	"If it gets much bigger," he mused. "It could poke out and get sunburned. Could you help me put sunscreen on it?"

	"Are you sure it's okay?" Deanna asked, half nervous and half intrigued.

	"Yep. Are you ready?"

	When Deanna nodded, he pulled down his shorts and let the child take her first look at a hard-on. 

	"Oh! It's so big!" she gasped.

	Actually, Matt was average-sized, but who was he to argue with a little kid?

	Nervously, Deanna drew nearer with one extended finger. When she touched Matt's cock, it jumped. With a yelp, Deanna jerked her finger away. 

	"Don't be scared," Matt assured her. "He's just happy to meet you."

	Giggling, Deanna touched his prick again with her finger before working up the nerve to hold it with her fingertips. She played with it a little, growing more confident with her touches. The stretched skin on the hardened shaft was smooth and hot to the touch and she could see multiple veins. The strange-looking end was a little larger and a little mushy. Looking down at the wiry bush of hair at the base, she ducked her head to the side and saw the scrotum. She had seen some crudely drawn pictures before, but here was the real deal. The fluttering in her stomach intensified.

	Matt handed her the bottle of sunscreen and she poured some into her hand. She rubbed the lotion onto the erect member in with her small hands and Matt sighed contentedly. When she was done, he asked her to really rub it into the skin well.

	"Rub harder, up and down the length," he urged her. "That's it. Oh, God, yes. Keep doing that."

	Deanna was thrilled that she was making Matt breathe hard as she rubbed his penis. She had some very vague ideas about sex and thought there might be more to it than this. But for now, this was incredible.

	The work of Deanna's soft hands rubbing his oiled cock was the best hand-job Matt had ever had, bar none. The sight of a little girl in a skimpy bikini watching his cock intently as she stroked it was making his ball churn and he knew he couldn't contain himself any more.

	Deanna was unprepared for the jet of thick white fluid that leapt from Matt's cock and onto her chest. She opened her mouth to yelp when she inadvertently raised his cock and sent the second spurt directly into her open mouth. She sputtered as she tasted something salty and strange while more of the goop landed on her face and chest.

	"What happened?" she said. "I didn't mean to do it!"

	"It's alright," Matt assured the girl as he took a towel to wipe her clean. "I just came. That's all."

	"Came from where?"

	"No - came as in cumming. When a woman makes a man feel really good, everything reaches a climax and this is what men do. And men can do the same for women, but they produce different fluids."

	"What is this stuff?"

	"It's called sperm."

	"Like the stuff for making babies?"

	"Yes, but only if it goes into your vagina at the right time," Matt explained before adding slyly. "And when you're old enough, so you don't have to worry about getting pregnant now."

	"Oh, I...wow," the girl managed to say. She was taken aback by everything that happened and needed time to sort it out. Even Matt, who was desperate for more could see that.

	"Well," he said, hiding his reluctance. "I think it's time for you to hit the beach."

	"Oh, right! Um...thanks for, uh everything," Deanna said, the blush returning to her face.

	"Sure, I'll see you around."

	The next morning, Deanna quietly left her family's hotel room, careful not to wake her parents. After grabbing a muffin at the breakfast buffet, she wandered toward the beach. She wondered if Matt would be there. She still couldn't quite believe that she had held a real man's thing in her hands. And how it squirted!

	She knew this was naughty, but she liked the funny feelings in her tummy and even something a little lower. And he didn't seem to mind her making him squirt. She wondered if he would play with her again, but thought he probably got tired of explaining all these things to a little kid like her.

	As she reached the row of cabanas, she saw him in a lounge chair, reading a book. Shyly, she approached him and tapped him on the shoulder.

	"Hiya, Deanna," he smiled.

	"Hi Matt. Could we...uh... I mean, could you help me with my sunscreen again?"

	"Like we did yesterday?" he asked with a sly grin that made her blush.

	"Uh huh," she answered, staring hard at a pebble on the ground.

	"Let's go."

	The ritual with the lotion was repeated with Matt skimming the under the edges of the bottoms while giving the preteen another lengthy nipple massage under her top. When she rubbed his cock again, he stopped her before she brought him off.

	"How would you like to do something different so you could learn more about sex?" he asked.

	"What do you mean?"

	"Like something wonderful that a man and a woman do together."

	"You mean you would put your penis in my vagina?" Deanna squeaked.

	"Yes."

	Everything Matt had done had felt wonderful and she loved his touches, but she was afraid he wouldn't like how she looked under her swimsuit. And she though she was too small to fit something as large as his cock inside of her.

	"No, I'm just a little kid down there," she replied softly. "I wouldn't be any fun."

	"Well, how about if I take a look?" he asked, desperate to get inside of her.

	But Deanna shook her head. Matt didn't want to cajole her into anything, so he tried a different tack.

	"There's another way we can try it," he suggested.

	 "How?"

	"Well, that cute little butt of yours looks just as good as any woman's - all tight and round. Why don't we try it there?"

	"You mean you'd put it in my butt?" 

	"Sure."

	Deanna thought about this for a moment. She was scared, but didn't want him to think she was no fun and too little. And she was nervous about taking her bottoms off.

	"Could you leave my suit on? I don't want you to see my vagina."

	"I can just pull down the back, okay?"

	Deanna nodded and got into position as Matt directed. There was a low wooden box used for towels and he had her stand on the lid and lean forward with her hands against the wall. The height was just perfect.

	Carefully, Matt peeled down the seat of Deanna's bottoms, exposing a triangle of white skin set against the rest her beautifully tanned rump. The little ass cheeks were tightly clenched together. Sliding his hands over the child's warm, flawless skin, he found her buttocks to be firm and springy.

	"Oh yeah," he breathed. "Such a perfect ass."

	He took more lotion and rubbed it onto the newly uncovered skin. The little girl squirmed against Matt's probing hand as he slit it between her cheeks. Finding the tight pucker hiding there, he wormed one finger inside, coating the area for the next step.

	Pushing his cock between the nine year-old's small ass globes, Matt thought that, by comparison, his prick did look quite larger. The tip butted against Deanna's asshole and he felt her clench. 

	"Just relax, baby," he said softly. "And I'll make you feel like a woman."

	Those words induced the girl to do as he said. Gripping her slender hips, Matt slowly pushed his member into the child's rear, grunting in his throat as he felt the tight ring of her anus grip his shaft. Past the entrance, Deanna's inner ass flesh was warm and slick, fitting around his oiled cock like a perfect sleeve.

	Deanna mewled as she felt her virgin ass carefully taken. It was so big in there and she felt as if she was being pulled apart, but nothing broke. She wondered if something was wrong, though when he started to pull out. Despite the discomfort, she was relieved when he pushed it back in. Then it went out and in again.

	"Is this sex?" she asked in a quivering voice as Matt slowly butt-fucked her.

	"Yes. It's called anal sex. Do you like it?"

	"I guess. I never felt anything like it before."

	Matt grinned. He didn't figure that Deanna would have anything to compare this to in her nine years of life experience.

	"Let me do something to make you feel even better."

	"Okay."

	Deanna was getting used to the hardness moving in and out of her. It hurt a little but it felt good, too, as her inner tissues were caressed by the man's cock. And she was really having sex - like a grown-up!

	Matt pushed in and held his cock in place (or more accurately, Deanna's clinging rectum did that). Taking one hand from her hip, he moved it around and cupped the little girl's crotch. The plump flesh of her cunny yielded to his massaging fingers as he squeezed and fondled the child. It was long before he felt her heat growing through the tight fabric.

	"Oh, that's good," Deanna sighed as she was lovingly molested. She felt herself growing hot between her legs and then felt damp. She knew she hadn't peed, so the wetness had to be from something else. And it grew as Matt's hand continued to work down there. This had to be something to do with sex, she thought.
"Are you getting wet?" Matt asked as he used his index finger to trace the slit beneath the child's swimsuit.

	"Uh huh. Is that all right?" she asked hopefully.

	"It's perfect," he replied and dug is finger in a little deeper, wedging the stretchy yellow fabric into the little girl's cunny slit.

	He kept squeezing her little mound as his finger explored her through her bottoms. He felt a small bump at the top and twisted his finger against it, making Deanna squeak as she learned what her clitoris was all about. 

	With his other hand still clamped to her hip, Matt resumed his cock work in the little girl's ass as he continued to paw at her pussy. Deanna was panting heavily as her intimate parts were fondled and fucked. She felt so tight between her legs and it kept getting tighter. She could feel more wetness and eventually could hear it squishing inside her bikini, but no longer cared what Matt might think.

	Suddenly, the tightness was more than she could bear and it gave way, making her tremble. Her pussy spilled more fluid as it twitched and the child let herself drown in the sensations flooding her.

	Matt kept fucking as Deanna came, feeling the little girl's spasms through the muscles wrapped around his cock. Deanna's knees buckled and he whipped his hand away from her crotch to gain a better hold on both hips and rammed himself into her tight rear end, grunting aloud as he sodomized his little sex mate.

	He moved faster and faster, sliding his cock out of the little girl's tight, slippery ass. If it bothered Deanna, she was to overcome by her first climax to care. His balls boiled over and he erupted inside the nine year-old's virgin rectum, inseminating her ass with surge after surge of jism.

	When he finally pulled out, some cum dribbled from her anus as it tired to close. He cupped his hands over her smooth buttocks, squeezing the young flesh before he slid down and pulled her bottoms up, trapping the rest of his semen inside.

	"I felt something big inside of me," Deanna said. "Not just your penis in my butt but in my other place."

	"You came," he told her. Remember we talked about that yesterday?"

	"Uh huh. I'm glad I did."

	There was little left to say. Matt was spent after their illicit tryst and admired Deanna's sleek form as she adjusted her swimsuit. With her crotch soaked with her cum juice, the thin material was plastered wetly against her mound, giving Matt a tantalizing view of her camel toe. The little girl who had just taken his cock up her ass smiled shyly and waved good-bye as she left the cabana. 

	Matt waited a couple of minutes before he exited. He watched Deanna walking on the sand, her movements a little awkward from her recent anal sex. After leaving her blanket and bag in the sand, the little girl waded into the ocean. She stood in the waist deep water and moved her hands around to her hidden bottom. Matt could tell she was spreading her ass cheeks apart when he saw the expression on her face as the cool ocean cleansed her soiled rectum.

	Deanna's heart was pounding when she approached the cabana area the following morning. She felt a little dirty about wanting to have sex again - and decided she liked feeling this way. But it was also embarrassing. But the conflict in feelings evaporated when she saw Matt waiting for her.

	Locked inside the cabana, the pair applied lotion to each other. As Deanna watched Matt's fingers working her nipples beneath her top, she had the wild urge to tear the cloth off and show him everything. But she stopped herself when she realized she didn't have anything. She knew men liked big boobs and she didn't think her nipples, as stiff as Matt made them, would interest him in the least.

	Soon, she was standing on the towel box, leaning against the wall, and feeling her preteen anus stretch around the man's invading cock. The little girl shivered as her tiny rectum was filled with the throbbing member. 

	Matt managed to open up the nine year-old a little further to the point where he was able to push himself completely inside of her. He loved watching as his bush of pubic hair was mashed flat against the child's smooth buttocks. With each thrust, Deanna made a delightful, small "uh!" sound.

	"You like this, don't you," he asked.

	"Yes."

	"You like having a man's cock shoved up your sweet little ass."

	"Yes."

	"Tell me you want me to do it."

	"Please put your penis in my butt some more."

	"No, say it like you mean it."

	"You mean use dirty words?" 

	"Yeah."

	"Um, fuck my ass...please?"

	"Like you mean it."

	"Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass," the little girl pleaded.

	"You got it,"

	Deanna squealed as he gave her a sharp thrust. It didn't hurt - it just felt even naughtier. When Matt brought his hand around to pleasure her, she spoke again.

	"No, not like that," she said as his hand slid over her cloth-covered pussy.

	Matt froze.

	"Please, put it inside so I can feel you better," she added.

	With the back of her suit pulled below her buttocks, the front of her waistband was a little tighter. Giving up, Matt pulled the front down. Deanna squirmed as she felt the air on her exposed, dripping cuntlet. Matt wrapped his fingers around the child's soft, hairless sex, squeezing the female plumpness there and eliciting a pleasured sigh from Deanna.

	He struggled a little bit to get a firm grip on her slippery little sex. She loved it when he pinched her clitty and ground her pussy when he stroked her mons. Her wriggling ceased when his finger slit into her furrow. He traced the delicate outline of her inner labia before moving deeper to explore her virginity. The elastic resistance of her hymen halted his probe and didn't delve any deeper with his finger.

	But his cock was another matter. He buggered the little girl swiftly and deeply, with one hand on her hip and the other manhandling her precious young pussy to orgasm. Deanna's little moans sounded heavenly as she came wetly on his hand. When her shaking stopped, he clapped his soaked hand on her free hip and drove even harder into tight heat of the nine year-old's greasy bowels. 

	Both the man and girl grunted as one when Matt's semen once again flooded Deanna's body. The little girl's guts wrung every drop of the stuff from Matt's cock before he pulled out. Deanna stood leaning against the wall with her lover's sperm leaking from her ass while her bald snatch dripped with her own cum. As she collected her wits, she suddenly scrambled to pull her suit up so Matt wouldn't see her naked crotch. As she turned around, she pulled the bottoms up in place.

	"Did I do everything right?" she asked in a small voice.

	"Right? Deanna, you're the best I ever had."

	"Really?"

	"Yes, really," he said and kissed her on the lips.

	Deanna's face turned scarlet as she got her first grown-up kiss. Giggling into her hand, she scampered out of the cabana. 

	Matt grinned and shook his head. She could take a cock up the ass, but a kiss set her off. When he strode onto the beach a few minutes later, Deanna was already in the water, washing the evidence of their copulation into the ocean and squirming as the cool salty water flushed her bowels.

	The next morning began the same way as Matt and Deanna oiled each other inside "their" cabana. Matt noticed that Deanna seemed to be a little distracted but was too intent on reaming her luscious little ass one more time to ask. The girl stepped on top of the towel box but held her hands out to stop Matt before he could uncover her butt.

	"I'm flying back tomorrow," she said, swallowing hard to contain her nerves. "And I was wondering if..."

	"If what?" Matt prompted.

	"If, um....we could, uh, do sex the other way," she replied, fidgeting and blushing fiercely through her tan. "You know, where you put your penis in my...in there," she managed to finish as she waved her hand over her tightly clad pussy.

	"That sounds like a fine idea," Matt agreed heartily, eager to actually pop a preteen cherry. "Of course, this means I'll have to see more of you - and I mean everything."

	"Oh," she said in a tiny voice. 

	Deanna awkwardly removed her top with fumbling fingers. Matt got a look at the two pale triangles on her flat, tanned chest, each surrounding a small pink nipple. Then the view was gone as Deanna bent over as she slid her bottoms off and stepped out of them. Once upright again, she closed her eyes as she stood completely nude in front of the man, wondering how he would react to the meager offerings of her undeveloped, childish body.

	When she heard no response, she knew he was disappointed and expected to hear the sound of the cabana door opening and closing as he left. To her surprise, she felt one hand on her butt and another on her shoulder just before a set of hungry lips fastened onto one of her nipples. 

	Her eyes flew open as her nipple was pulled into Matt's mouth. His nibbling teeth and sweeping tongue felt even better than his fingers had before. She tried to speak, but could not make a sound as Matt shifted his head and feasted on the other nip.

	As he munched on Deanna's smooth chest, Matt moved his hand from her buttocks to her plump little cunny, pleased with the moisture he found inside the hairless slit. Releasing her hardened nipple with a loud, satisfied smack, he leaned back so he could ogle her preteen mound as he fingered her to orgasm. 

	Her dew was dribbling down his fingers as he plied his way into the child's cuntlet, testing the stubborn membrane that barred his further entry. Removing his finger, the pinched her bald labia one at a time before diddling her clit. Deanna was panting as her cunt drooled. The little girl bucked her hips against Matt's hand, mashing her sex against his hard fingers and giving herself a nice, sharp cum. When it was over, Matt finally spoke.

	"I suppose you still think that because you have no tits and have no hair on your pussy that you're not sexy."

	"I guess," she muttered.

	"Oh no, there are men who would kill to get their hands - among other things - on a pretty little girl like you."

	Matt slid on finger up Deanna's slit, liberally coating it with her little-girl juice. He held his dripping finger up to Deanna's mouth and pushed it inside.

	"Here," he said. "Taste how sexy you are. Isn't that good?"

	"Mmm hmm," she replied with her lips around his finger. She was surprised by how much she liked the taste of her own essence. Matt dipped his finger into her pussy again and gave himself a treat before coating it again and feeding Deanna from her sex. 

	"Little girls taste so much better than women," he told her.

	Matt's cock twitched as she sucked another helping from his finger. He had a vision of her with some of her little friends at a sleepover; their flimsy nighties bunched around their waists as they treated one another with juices from their tiny pussies. Then he snapped back to the present.

	"Do you feel this?" he said as he pushed his finger against Deanna's hymen.

	"Yes."

	"That's what keeps me from getting inside you. When we do this, I'll have to break it."

	"Will it hurt?"

	"Probably, and it will bleed a little too. But that will only happen when I first put it in. Are you ready?"

	Deanna gulped and nodded. She eyed Matt's erect cock as he lifted her up and had her spread her legs. He remained standing as he moved his hands down her body until he was holding her by the ass. Carefully, he lowered her into position, feeling the swampy heat of her virgin cuntlet as her plump outer lips enveloped his cock head and coated it with her nectar. 

	Rocking the little girl, he wedged himself into her narrow entrance, stretching it in preparation for her to receive her first cock in her dainty quim. Deanna's mound was stretched open, the hairless flesh pulled tight around his cock. He bounced her once on his cock and she flinched as she felt him bump against her cherry. On the next bounce, he pulled her hard and jerked his hips, punching through the child's maidenhead and into her virgin twat.

	Deanna yipped as her innocence was torn away. Her eyes were wet as they met Matt's, shocked by the sudden pain of the intrusion despite his warning.

	"It's okay, baby," he soothed. "You'll feel nothing but good inside from here on out."

	Deanna was silent but did not resist as he pulled her up and slowly fucked her back down on his cock. The nine year-old's cuntlet pulled itself around his cock, slick with child cum and a little virgin blood. Deanna looked down and watched as the meaty shaft slid in and out of the impossibly small opening between her spread thighs. Matt's cock glistened with her juices and she could see some bright red spots in the fluid that marked her passage into womanhood. 

	Deanna buried her head in Matt's chest as her little sex was plowed by his cock. She moaned against him as the nerves in her taut sheath twitched wildly, agitated by the hardness that drove into her young body. 

	Squeezing Deanna's delectable ass cheeks, Matt humped her harder and harder, making her squirm against his chest. Her heat and wetness tightly encased his straining cock and he could hear the lewd sounds as her juices were squeezed from her tender little snatch with every thrust.

	Deanna shuddered as she came on Matt's cock, trying to bury more of it inside of her. But her childish pussy was already completely filled. Deanna leaned limply against the man as he continued fucking her and surrendered herself to his pleasure.

	Matt's balls released, sending his sperm into the child's nine year-old womb which was years away from being ready for fertilization. His cock jumped as he pumped more and more of the stuff into the little girl. Her young cuntlet spewed his jism from its entrance when she could hold no more on the inside. 

	Matt stood still, letting his deflating cock lie in the warm bed of Deanna's little sex. He could feel her leaking fluids dribbling down to his balls and reluctantly pulled her off of him, setting her on the floor to stand on unsteady legs. She looked so sweet with her sleek little body so smooth and glistening with lotion and sweat. He took his cell phone form his bag and got her to smile shyly as he took some pictures to remember her by. The first ones were of her entire body and the last few focused on the bald, deflowered mound with its slit slightly agape and trickling a watery, pinkish mix of sex juices down the child's thighs. 

	Matt wiped Deanna somewhat clean with a towel as she began to don her bikini again. They hugged, but had nothing to say as she walked out into the sunlight a little more wise in the ways of the world. Matt watched her butt shifting beneath the skimpy bikini bottoms and she looked back and gave him one last blushing grin. 

	Deanna made her way down to the water, loving the feel of Matt's semen gurgling in her cunt. Nonetheless, her stomach fluttered as she was eager to feel the ocean's touch inside her pussy.

	

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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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