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Filename: getting6.txt
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story_codes: M/g(5) non-cons, g/g(9/5), cons

story_intro: It's not easy being a little girl in the trailer park at Knobby Shoals. For Marissa, it's not her fault that she's forced to suck her mother's boyfriend while he molests her. But when her mother catches them in the act, it's Marissa who gets thrown out. She finds sanctuary with an older girl who soon teaches her all about good loving. 

story_language: English





Getting Directions, Story 6

Written by madvlad


	Not for the first time, Wanda wondered why she was awake and outside before noon. The summer sun was so goddamned bright like it was pounding the back walls of her eyeballs. And that goddamned fat girl kept yacking. She was saying something about Wanda's daughter, Marissa. At first, Wanda only pretended to pay attention, but a few phrases caught her attention - something about the kid staying out.

	"Say it again," Wanda half-slurred. "But keep it slow."

	The fat girl nodded and she began again. The girl had nice hair, Wanda mused - all thick and curly and dark, dark brown. But she had one of those polite little voices that Wanda thought was so goddamned annoying.

	Chyna took a breath and addressed Marissa's mother again, trying to explain what she had in mind but without angering the woman. She looked like a mean drunk and the slightest thing could set her kind off.

	"Well," Chyna started. "I know Marissa's been staying out some nights so you and your, um, friend could have privacy."

	Wanda's glare heated up and Chyna quickly smoothed thing over.

	"I mean, it's important for adults to have their privacy. Very important."

	The glare cooled off slightly - enough for Chyna to proceed.

	"We have plenty of space with just my Uncle Dwayne and me. And sometimes he's not home when he's on a truck route, so Marissa could stay at our place. It would be no trouble at all, I promise."

	Wanda mulled this over, wondering again why this fat girl had to bring this up in the goddamned morning before goddamned noon for fuck's sake! It would be good to get the little bitch out of the house. Stan, Wanda's man, had been taking a sordid interest in the five year-old. Wanda knew that he and other lovers of hers had molested the girl and some of them had made the tot suck them off. 

	She didn't really care about that. In a way, Wanda was proud to be able to get herself such randy men. But she didn't want her little slut of a daughter getting Wanda's men when Wanda wanted to fuck. That was the sort of competition she didn't need. (Nor did she know about Marissa's first encounter with a man who found her one night after Wanda had tossed her out of the trailer. If she had known her daughter was no longer a virgin, it only would have served to reinforce her attitude about the girl.)

	And Marissa was such a slutty little bitch, parading around in her underpants all the time (which is what Wanda usually had the girl wear to save on excess laundry). That little hairless cunt of hers was some kind of magnet for her men and Wanda was damned if she was going to allow that little whore to move into her territory.

	There was only one sticking point to the fat girl's plan and Wanda made sure she laid down the law.

	"Marissa's my girl, you hear? The state says she mine and they send me the money for that. You and your uncle aint doing no goddamned adopting of her. She can stay with you, but she's mine!"

	Chyna understood that Wanda was talking about the extra welfare money she received. The nine year-old and her Uncle Dwayne got along just fine without any help and all Chyna wanted to do was to keep Marissa safe. She nodded her acknowledgement and Wanda grumbled and went back inside.

	Chyna found Marissa and told her the good news.

	"If you have to go outside for the night, just come here. I'll keep the front light on and just knock real loud until I come to the door, okay?"

	Marissa's response was a big hug. She was only chest high to the older girl and happily pressed herself against Chyna's soft belly. Chyna patted her head and then wondered how she was going to explain this to her uncle.

	Dwayne felt a little shell-shocked when his niece was done telling him what she had offered. His bag was packed for a three night hauling trip but he had delayed his departure because Chyna had something important she needed to tell him.

	Now he wondered if he'd get a chance to pleasure himself with his young niece's plump delights again if this other girl was around. Then he mentally chastised himself. Here was a little girl in need which his loving niece - bless her heart - was trying to help. This wasn't the time to be worried about where he was putting his dick.

	He tousled Chyna's curls and kissed her forehead. 

	"You've done good, Chyna Doll," he said. "I'm real proud of you. Of course this little girl can stay here whenever she needs to." 

	While Wanda was sleeping after a good hard fuck, Stan was in the living room, seated on a poorly kept sofa. The beer can he had just drained lay on its side on the floor. He belched some gas from the cheap brew and then looked down at the small head bobbing in his lap. 

	Stan might not have had much talent in most areas, but he did have the remarkable ability to regain his erection in short order. It was proof, he had opined in the past, the God meant for him to fuck as often as possible. And who was he to waste a God-given talent?

	With Wanda out cold, Stan roused her little daughter, Marissa. He had been eying the five year-old for a while now, which pissed Wanda off. But since her ire was at her little girl and never at him, Stan decided it was time to put Marissa into service. 

	As usual, Marissa was only wearing panties - the same pair she had been wearing for the last three days - when he hauled her out of bed. She had a soft little body he enjoyed playing with, even if she wouldn't have tits for years, yet. But that tiny ass was so squeezable and her mouth, well, he had already cum once in there and was now feeding her a second helping of dick so she could get another creamy dessert. 

	It was obvious that other men had played with the girl before. While she didn't seem thrilled about him touching her all over - even through her panties, she was resigned to it. It was good, Stan thought, that such a young child knew her purpose in the world. 

	The little girl pulled as hard as she could on his prick, her lips grabbing him and occasionally slurping loudly when they lost some of their suction. He was controlling her head, making her move up and down as he face-fucked her. Her tiny tongue mashed against his glans when he pushed inward.

	Marissa struggled with the force of Stan's hand as he moved her head. The first time she sucked him had been worse because he wasn't very diligent about washing his penis. And the rod also held the taste of her mother's unhygienic cunt on it as well. But now it had been thoroughly washed in the little girl's mouth and she kept sucking, knowing the burst of hot, musky semen would be the result. She still wore the stains of his last ejaculation all over her face as she had not been able to swallow much of it.

	"Where did you learn to suck cock like that?" Stan asked.

	With her mouth full of meat, she couldn't answer and Stan chuckled. Still, the girl was very good at this and he wondered about her education. What had other men done to her? Curious, he pushed Marissa's panties to her knees.

	Marissa stiffened slightly when she felt Stan's fingers on her vulva. But she knew there was nothing she could do and continued to suck him off while he molested her.

	Pausing to wet a finger, Stan returned to the five year-old's hairless cunt. It was a tiny thing and he had to twist his finger to get it into her hole. Damn, she was small in there! But there was no hymen and that wasn't much of a surprise.

	"So who got your baby cherry?" Sam asked, getting only a faint mumble in reply.

	He worked his finger roughly in the little girl's twat, making her whimper around his cock.

	"Gotta loosen you up and get the baby cunt ready for a man's dick," he told her.

	He wondered how much he could stuff into her. With her cherry gone, it saved some mess but he wasn't sure how much a little girl's cunt could stretch. He'd try out a few other things on her first - a magic marker and some other objects until he knew she could take his meat. And if she still wasn't big enough yet, he could use her ass. He knew assholes could stretch a whole bunch. Wanda refused to let him fuck her in the ass but maybe her little girl could give him a whirl. It wasn't like she could refuse him.

	Marissa's eyes were full of tears a she was fingered. Stan was hurting her. The few men who had taken her for drives had always been gentle with her, making her feel nice when they put their fingers there. And when she sucked them, they didn't try to make her choke on their members, which also didn't taste bad like Stan's did. Some of her mother's other boyfriends had made her suck them and they never washed much, either.

	Stan looked down at the girl. She sure looked sexy with the bald lips of her little snatch spread around his thrusting finger. He was considering exploring her ass when Wanda's voice intruded.

	"Shit! Fuck! Fuck this shit to hell!" she bellowed as she tore into the living room. 

	Ignoring Stan, she jerked Marissa from his lap and slapped her across the face hard enough to knock her down. The girl started bawling and Wanda lifted her by one arm and dragged her to the door. 

	"Get your whoring ass out of here!" the woman screamed as she tossed her only child through the doorway

	Marissa tumbled, her lowered panties ruining her ability to stay upright. 

	"Go to that fat girl's place or jump in the fucking river - I don't care," Wanda went on. "Just don't bring that whoring cunt of yours around here again!"

	The door slammed shut and then bounced open again, the result of sagging hinges and a warped frame. Cursing, Wanda had to slam it twice more before it stayed closed. 

	Marissa wept as she pulled her panties up and looked around this section of the trailer park. No one was looking out their windows since late night cursing and shouting was fairly common. It took her a moment to get her bearings and then she walked on the cracked blacktop path until she found the trailer with the welcoming light on above the front door.

	Chyna blinked in the darkness, her head still fuzzy with sleep as she tried to determine what had woken her. Then the knocking on the front door brought her fully awake.

	She scrambled out of bed and hurried to the door, stopping only to put on some panties and a t-shirt. When she was alone, she usually slept in the nude as she liked to masturbate in bed. When Uncle Dwayne was home, she also slept naked - right next to him.

	Marissa was a mess - crying and with one side of her face red from her mother's blow. Chyna let the girl in and it took several minutes to calm her. In the better light of the kitchen, she saw white crusty stains on the girl's face and she knew what kind of fluid left those behind.

	"Mama's mad because I sucked Stan and he put his finger in my tinky and made it hurt."

	Having heard all kinds of stories from other girls, Chyna didn't need to hear any further details from Marissa. Instead, she rocked and soothed the girl until Marissa's sobs had vanished. Chyna looked at her and made a quick decision. The tot was quite grimy.

	"You need a bath," Chynna announced, drawing a whine from Marissa. "What, you don't like a nice warm bath?"

	"You mean in a tub?"

	"Of course."

	Marissa contemplated this. Usually her baths consisted of her mother rubbing at her with a rough washcloth while angrily muttering about what a pain in the ass she was. But she had seen commercials where little kids were in bathtubs and they looked happy. And since Marissa knew Chyna was very smart along with being very nice, she acquiesced. 

	Once she was stripped and soaking in the warm water, Marissa was quite pleased. This did feel very nice. Chyna tossed the girl's filthy panties into the hamper and returned to help her wash. Marissa cooed as the sudsy washcloth roamed over her body. It was soft and warm and Chyna was much gentler than her mother. And when the baby shampoo was worked into a lather in her hair, Marissa was practically in heaven.

	Chyna felt she was on safer ground as she massaged Marissa's scalp. The smaller girl was so adorable, both in her personality and in her cute little body. Her hair, gray eyes and facial features strongly resembled her older half-sister, Lindsay, whom Chyna had a crush on. And now this smaller version of Lindsay was stoking Chyna's arousal.

	Lindsay didn't mind fooling around with Chyna. She thought it was fun but Chyna could tell she didn't have the same passion that Chyna felt for her. Chyna was resigned to that but now had this tempting package here. Even though they had only met a week ago, the half-sisters even had some of the same mannerisms. Now Chyna wondered if Marissa might be her new lover. But she didn't know where to start with such a young child.

	It was Marissa who broke the ice. Since she was enjoying her bath, she wanted to share it.

	"You want a bath, too?" she asked innocently.

	Within a minute, Chyna's shirt and underwear were on the floor and the nine year-old lowered her chubby figure into the warm water. She pulled Marissa to her and hugged her and the little girl reciprocated by snuggling against her fleshy torso. Marissa's cheek was pressed against her chest and Chyna slowly slid her mouth toward one plump nipple.

	The older girl felt a tightness in her crotch; an anticipation for what might come. But Marissa didn't catch the meaning and Chyna had to voice her intent. Squeezing her breast, Chyna explained her desire to Marissa.

	"I really like it when someone sucks on me here," she told Marissa.

	The other girl contemplated this for a moment before putting her mouth there. Timidly at first, she sucked at the nine year-old's breast. She looked at Chyna's face to make sure she was doing it right and it was plain that she was. Encouraged, Marissa sucked harder, using her tongue to rub at the portion she had pulled into her mouth.

	"Ohhhh...that's good," Chyna sighed as she placed a hand on the back of the child's head to keep her in place. 

	Although glad she was making her friend happy, Marissa didn't understand the contentment she felt in this intimate contact. She didn't dwell on it either; she just burrowed her head into Chyna and kept nursing at the preteen titlet. The girl sat silently in the tub until Marissa pulled her face from Chyna's chest and gave her a quizzical look.

	"Do you like it if someone sucks the other one?" she asked.

	"Huh? Oh, of course!" Chyna laughed. 

	And Marissa sucked the other one, making it stiffen in her mouth. Chynna rubbed one hand down Marissa's back, gently playing with the child's tiny buttocks. Carefully, Chyna turned Marissa around so that the younger girl's back was against her chest. Marissa's mouth left her nipple with a thread of saliva momentarily hanging between the hardened pink tip and Marissa's lower lip. After spreading Marissa's legs, Chyna caressed the five year-old's vagina. It was so small and delicate, even in a nine year-old's hands.

	She knew Marissa was watching as she brought one finger to the puffy slit. Slowly, she sank her digit between the hairless folds and explored Marissa's interior.

	Marissa relaxed as the other girl's finger moved inside of her. It felt nice like the men in the cars did. Chyna knew how to make her feel good, poking and rubbing in different ways and making that little button of flesh at the top of her slit grow hard.

	"Do you like this?" Chyna asked Marissa.

	"Uh huh."

	"Do you want more?"

	"Uh huh."

	"Let's go to bed."

	Chyna hurriedly dried them both off with Marissa cooing at the fluffy towel that smelled good - a new thing for her. Then she led Marissa back to her bed, having the girl lie naked on her back. Chyna slid on top of her, trapping the little girl beneath her heavier body before kissing her on the mouth.

	Marissa was startled when Chyna's tongue pushed its way into her mouth. But the older girl's gentle example soon had the tyke wrapping her tongue with the invading one. Chyna became more passionate, wanting to know every part of Marissa. When she pulled her mouth away with a loud smack, Chyna stared into the other girl's eyes.

	"I want to make love with you," she said.

	"What's that?"

	"It's sex but with someone you really love. And I want to love you."

	Marissa had never heard much talk about love at her mother's trailer but she sensed this was something very special and she nodded. Chyna used her mouth all over. When she made Marissa's tiny nipples stiff and shiny, Marissa understood why Chyna liked it when she had done it to her. 

	Chyna continued moving lower until she reached the plump little mound of Marissa's sex. She sucked at the hairless flesh, surprising Marissa with the oral contact. Enthralled, Marissa opened her legs farther in invitation.

	And Chyna accepted it, working her tongue into the five year-old's cuntlet. Marissa whimpered in arousal as the older girl's tongue stroked inside her baby twat, making her hot and wet down there. 

	Goaded by the childish nectar she was receiving, Chyna tongued the tiny honeypot, drawing louder sounds from Marissa as the five year-old had her pussy eaten for the first time. Chyna's lips squeezed on the bald mons, nibbling without teeth as Marissa began to squirm.

	The child's noises and movements became more urgent as she felt her climax building. This had only happened before with some of the nice men in their cars but now she wanted to cum with another girl's face pressed between her legs. 

	"Eeeee!" Marissa cried, her juicy snatch convulsing around the other girl's tongue.

	Chyna greedily drank it all until Marissa's orgasm subsided. Then she carefully dabbed her tongue until the child's crotch was clean before snuggling with her face to face.

	"I like making love," Marissa said sleepily. "When I get big, can I do that too?"

	"You can do that now," Chyna replied, rubbing Marissa's tummy. "And there's even more we can do. But I think it's time to go to sleep."

	Marissa nodded and Chyna turned off the light. Then, for the first time in her young life, Marissa went to sleep in someone's loving arms.

	
Aside from having breakfast, they stayed in bed the entire morning. Chyna was quivering as Marissa's small tongue carefully moved inside per pussy. The nine year-old's bald cunny was drooling into the little girl's mouth as her second orgasm of the day approached. 

	"Ah!" Chyna groaned as the first jolt hit. 

	She pressed her hands into of Marissa's hair and drew her chunky thighs together, trapping the tot's head in place as she came. When she finally released Marissa, the younger girl crawled on top of her, her cuddly little body pressing into Chyna's plush belly and chest. When Marissa kissed her, both girls opened their mouths and joined tongues. By now, Marissa understood the pleasure of sharing the flavor of each other's sex.

	There was a thump at the front door.

	Shushing Marissa, Chyna grabbed her t-shirt from the night before and sipped on some sweatpants over her panty-less body.

	Wanda was there when she opened the door. The woman's eyes were bloodshot and her breath was sour as she pointed to a small pile of tattered clothing and a few battered toys.

	"That's Marissa's shit," she slurred. "Don't want that no good little whore at my place no more. But as far as the state knows, she's with me - get it?"

	Chyna nodded, relieved that the extra money would keep the woman satisfied - and away from Marissa. As Wanda lurched off, Chyna looked at the meager collection of possessions on the step and knew Uncle Dwayne would have some shopping to do when he returned. She pulled the stuff in and then gave Marissa the good news that she had been effectively abandoned.

	Two days later, Dwayne and Marissa met, both feeling a little awkward around the other. But within the hour, Marissa was giggling as she got a pony ride on the man's knee. By dinner, the girl - wearing new clothes - and the man were fast friends. 

	Marissa loved being with him and even though Chyna told her she had nothing to fear, Marissa also understood through instinct Dwayne had no intent of doing anything that wasn't innocent with her. The fingers tickling her tummy never went any lower.

	Dwayne closed the door to Chyna's bedroom where the two girls were asleep in his niece's bed. He had broached the subject of getting another bed for their new arrival but Chyna had insisted they'd be just fine together.

	As he got in to his own bed, Dwayne pondered the possibilities of getting some time alone with Chyna. Something would work out, he thought as he yawned. But for now, he'd sleep alone.

	It was past midnight when he was awakened by movement in his bed. The press of soft naked flesh against him told him who his visitor was.

	"Chyna," he whispered nervously. "What if Marissa finds us like this?"

	"Don't worry," the girl replied. "She's a sound sleeper."

	On her tongue, Chyna could still taste Marissa's pussy. She had munched on the tyke until the five year-old had a good, strong climax. And experience by now had taught her that Marissa always slept hard after a nice cum.

	She swallowed some of the lingering cunny juice and reached for Dwayne. In the darkness, she grinned as she felt her uncle's response through his shorts.


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