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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Thursday, February 07, 2018

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Filename: gettin19.txt
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story_codes: M/g(7) Man/young girl, light bondage, cons

story_intro: A nice man takes Dolly for a ride in the city in the back his big fancy limo. Not only does he give her his undivided attention, but she also gets cuffs around her wrists and ankles and a hard cock in her tiny pussy.


story_language: English





Getting Directions, Story 19

Written by madvlad


	Two days later, and everyone on the hill was still talking about the friendly lady in the big pink car. Dolly had seen her but hadn't seen the little girl named Dahlia who was in the back. That was because Dahlia was really little like Marissa. But Dolly was seven and that was only two years older than Marissa's five. Maybe Dahlia would be a fun playmate when Dolly wasn't giving directions to the people who drove here.

	It had been heartening to see Sandra in the morning, too. Lately, she hadn't been around much and Dolly heard whispers that her stepfather was being really mean to her. About an hour after Sandra had arrived, her stepfather left to go across the bridge in a car being driven by one of his friends.

	Right now, Sandra was talking to someone through the open rear window of a limousine. She laughed and turned back toward the other girls before motioning to Dolly. The redhead trotted up to the big fancy car and was soon whisked away.

	"So you're Dolly," Ben said kindly. "I know we're going to have a good time today. Do you like the car?"

	Dolly gave the spacious interior another look and nodded appreciatively.

	"Good," said Ben. "Because we'll spend all of our time back here. Some advice for you when you get older - a chauffeur with discretion is worth his weight in gold."

	He had pointed at the tinted glass partition where the shadowy outline of a man at the wheel sat. Dolly assumed that the man in front was a chauffeur. She didn't know what discretion was, though. Maybe it was candy. If she was rich and had a really neat car like this, she'd want the driver to have lots of candy.

	"Why don't you get undressed now, Dolly?" Ben politely requested.

	Dolly did as she was told while her customer did the same. The back of the limo was large enough so that she was able to stand in front of him once she was completely nude. From the state of his erection, she could tell he liked looking at her. With one hand, he caressed the side of her face before teasing her lips with his thumb. When he pushed it, Dolly let him slide it into her mouth.

	While she had taken a different male part in her mouth several times, this was the first time a customer had his thumb in there.

	"Go ahead and suck it, baby girl."

	So Dolly did while Ben slid his other hand over her torso. After giving her nipples some rubbing to make them stiffen, he paused with two fingers on her chest just inside her left nipple. There, he felt her heart beating while she looked at him curiously with wide eyes.

	Then Ben's fingers trailed down her tummy in a lazy switchback pattern. But when he reached the smoothness of her pubic area, his movements became more focused as he probed the plumpness of her childish mons. Dolly liked how he gently squeezed her there, interspersing the massage with slow sweeps of his finger tip along and barely inside her tiny slit. Each time he did that, he tickled the nodule at the top, gradually agitating her clitty.

	Once he felt the girl's dew during one of his strokes in her cleft, Ben angled his finger inward. She was very warm there and her prepubescent body was reacting to the stimulation by preparing itself for sex. Even if she wasn't old enough yet to procreate, Dolly was about to have sex again.

	Ben slid his finger into the seven year-old's twatlet, flexing and twisting it inside the drooling little place. In response, Dolly sucked more urgently at his thumb. Ben drank her milk-white body in with his eyes, relishing everything about her babyish action with her mouth on this thumb and the contradictory lewdness of her sultry little quim as it wetly squeezed his finger.

	Dolly began to whine around the thumb in her mouth and her tongue pressed hard against it. Feeling the response in the child's sex as well, Ben let her lean against him as she shook with her climax.

	After it passed, she was pliant as he lifted her to his lap. Taking two straps with buckled cuffs on the end, he put a cuff from each one on one of Dolly's wrists and one of her ankles. Dolly regarded these with mild curiosity but no alarm. Now just a few months past her seventh birthday, the little girl was becoming quite familiar with various types of bondage gear that accompanied the salacious acts that grown-ups performed on her.

	Ben took the strap attached to Dolly's wrist and slung it around the back of his neck before cuffing her other wrist. This left Dolly's arms lifted up on his chest with her hands on his shoulders as if she were trying to hug him. Then Ben slid the other strap behind his back. Taking Dolly's free foot, he pulled her leg to his side before applying the cuff to her ankle. Now her legs were spread widely around his waist and left her cunny pressed against his erection.

	Ben lifted the girl until his glans was touching her wet, hairless twat. The tiny indentation between her labia spread open as she was pushed down onto him. Dolly pressed her face against the man's chest, mewling softly as the turgid cock slowly penetrated her grade school pussy.

	Ben held her with one hand on the side of her torso and the other clenching a small little buttock. Her ass meat was soft and springy as he gripped her while almost casually working the child's body up and down on his prick.

	"Just look out the window," he said as his limo made its way through the city.

	Passing through the financial district where he made his fortune,  Ben experienced the richness of a seven year-old's cuntlet tightly sliding around his penis, her body heat and juices working into the skin of his member. The walls of her tiny pussy were taut against him, straining to take him while providing intimate pleasure to her young body's invader.

	Past upscale shops and bistros and the grimy sidewalks in front of crack houses, Ben rode with the little girl utterly bound to him by leather and flesh. Dolly could do nothing to assist or prevent it with her limbs. But her cunt resisted in a sensual way; it's diminutive size making the man work to plunge her sex onto him and then the seal of her flesh and nectar sucking at him when she was pulled up.

	It was at a red light in the middle of downtown when Ben's first completion was done. Waiting in the next lane was a police cruiser. The officers sat idly while less than ten feet away, a man shot his sperm into the gooey receptacle of the seven year-old's snatch.

	Dolly murmured as she was injected with her customer's wad. Ben kept her in place on his dick, biding his time until he was ready again. Idly, he stroked her silky red hair while she kept one side of her face against him as the city blocks passed.

	At another light, Dolly watched as a man with a new pack of cigarettes exited a corner convenience store. It was Sandra's stepfather. For a moment, Dolly's gut clenched but she had seen how the windows in the limo were tinted before she had gotten in. No one else had noticed what she and her man had been doing.

	Anyway, Van's attention was not on the street traffic. He stopped for a moment outside the store front, his eyes darting nervously about. Dolly noticed the discoloration and swelling on one side of his face and wondered at that. She didn't think Sandra could manage that without getting beaten up herself.

	Satisfied, Van turned and walked toward a bar two doors down. A young man walking toward him didn't seem to be paying attention as he walked with his hands in his pants pockets. Suddenly, he pulled one hand free and in a fluid motion, decked Van with a blow to the undamaged side of his face.

	Van went down backward and lay stunned. The other man took out his cell phone and appeared to take a picture before he walked on and sent a text.

	"Whoa, what was that all about?" Ben mused aloud.

	Dolly didn't know for sure, but knew that Sandra's stepfather was a bad man so that was all she needed. She had fidgeted slightly in Ben's lap as she observed the scene and now felt him hardening inside her pussy. Soon the man lying on the sidewalk was forgotten as other things took precedence.


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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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