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Filename: mallory5.txt
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story_codes: b/g(8/6), cons

story_intro: Abigail still believes in magical princesses, fairy tales, and animals that can talk. But the little girl also has a secret boyfriend in the real world - a big boy two years older than her! And the things he does when he brings the sweet, nave little girl into the shed are very much like magic to her.



story_language: English




Mallory's Ride, part 5: Abigail and the Bad Boy

Written by madvlad


	The doors parted to release a river of first and second graders out onto the playground for recess. As the kids separated into groups for different games, one boy, bigger than the rest, strode alone.

	Jimmy Wallace could have joined any game he wanted - or even changed the game. No kid was going to cross the boy who was already a little big for his age. His parents had delayed starting him at school for year, which gave him an extra year's worth of growth anyway and that gave him even more of a size and strength advantage.

	Actually, it had been his father's decision to hold him back a year - his mother meekly obliged with whatever his father wanted. Jimmy's teachers had first thought the boy, who was showing signs of being a troublemaker, would be slow academically. But Jimmy was quite intelligent as well as having a cunning nature and in both qualities he would exceed the father he so admired. 

	The elder Wallace was in the mob, running unions, gambling, extortion, and other forms of racketeering. He stayed away from drugs, letting other associates take on the more lucrative trade that also invited more investigations from law enforcement. The police and FBI knew that Mr. Wallace was dirty, but narcotics were more high profile. Besides, Wallace had enough politicians and judges in his pocket to make prosecution an exercise in futility.

	Seeing the potential in his son, Wallace often had Jimmy sitting in the corner of his den as he conducted business. The boy would be apparently engrossed in a hand-held video game while the adults were meeting and the visitors didn't paid much attention to a little boy, anyway. But Jimmy's ears caught everything and he would look up from his game to watch and learn the art of manipulation from his father.

	Jimmy loved the concept of controlling people and begun to see how brute physical force was not always needed. In private talks with his son after the meetings, Wallace conveyed his philosophy on the arts of control and like a sponge, the boy absorbed it all.

	These lessons extended to sex. Jimmy's mother likely knew of her husband's affairs (Wallace never bothered to ask her and she would never bring the subject up) and more than once, Wallace had brought his son to a girlfriend's apartment. The boy wasn't in the bedroom to watch, although he could hear much of it from the living room where he would watch TV, but the point was to see how his father treated the women before and after, manipulating them as well.

	One of Wallace's favorite control tactics was to make get his girlfriends knocked up. And he always made his intentions clear, making sure they knew that had to submit if they wanted to continue the lifestyle he was paying for. He never let them have abortions, preferring a sort of servitude instead as they carried the babies to term. Some women kept them and others put them up for adoption. Wallace didn't care either way and Jimmy was impressed by the number of half-siblings he had.

	"You put a piece of yourself inside of them and that way they'll always be yours," he had told his son. "Even after you break it off and they get hitched, you'll always own them."

	At home, it was Jimmy's fourteen year-old sister, Monica, who had introduced the boy to sex. Before she had even reached puberty, she had a perverted streak which their father had encouraged. He didn't mind at all that his children were having sex with each other - it kept Monica amused and Jimmy was gaining experience that many boys twice his age didn't have.

	While sex with Monica was great fun (with continuously new features thanks to his inventive sister), Jimmy was also looking for a girl around his own age so he could have greater control. Rather than becoming jealous, Monica had encouraged him, telling him how much tighter a girl closer to his size would be. And she made him promise to share all of the salacious details with her. It had been her idea to their father to give Jimmy a key to the groundskeeper's shed at the school so Jimmy would have a private place.

	At the start of the school year, Jimmy had begun to mentally review the candidates in his class. Then at recess, he began to notice a little girl in the first grade. She was small for her age and was a bit sensitive, which made her an easily controllable target in Jimmy's eye. It helped that the girl, Abigail was pretty cute. She wore her blonde hair parted on the side and it hung long and it draped behind her shoulders - all the way to the small of her back. Monica loved the descriptions of her and pointed out that she'd have a nice tight cunt since she was so little.

	Jimmy had already taken Abigail to the shed twice. The first time, he had put his hands in her underpants and had molested her until she admitted that it felt good. It was then that he told her she was now his secret girlfriend. That made her very happy and feel special - tricks he had learned from his father - and there for more compliant with him. 

	On the second trip, he had her pull her panties down so he could see her naked little twat. Her puffy mound was bald and tiny and Jimmy wondered if anything would fit inside the delicate looking slit. But he managed to get a finger in there, feeling her cherry (Monica had taught him all about the female anatomy and explained what a hymen was as her was long gone). The membrane had an opening in the middle and he had worked his finger in there, stretching the intact membrane while she squirmed a little.

	One-handed, Jimmy pulled his pants and undershorts down so Abigail could see his proudly jutting little erection. He had guided the wide-eyed girl's hand to his dick and showed her how to masturbate him. Her small hand was soft on his boner and he nearly came from only her touch. After a few minutes of her careful tugging, she made the boy cum although he was too young to produce any ejaculate. 

	Still, it was very satisfying for Jimmy and he was even more pleased to find that the finger he had inside of Abigail was quite wet - more so than from the spit he had put on it before inserting it into the girl. Abigail had not been alarmed at all by her body's reaction and Jimmy never could have guessed that Abigail's ten year-old sister, Mallory, had been making the girl very wet for the past week, inducing her all the way to several climaxes.

	Jimmy waved Abigail over as she was exiting the school building with several friends. The other girls looked on in awe as Abigail approached Jimmy, who already had a reputation as a bad boy - without fear. Abigail was holding a small stuffed animal and held it for Jimmy to see.

	"This is Spots," she announced. "He's my leopard and I brought him for Show and Tell. Isn't he nice?"

	"Yeah,' Jimmy replied, pleased to see the girl smiling broadly at his response. 

	It made him grin, too, before he stopped himself. He was supposed to be the tough guy in charge and she shouldn't be making him smile like that - at least not in public.

	"Come on," he said gruffly.

	Abigail dutifully followed him to the shed. After Jimmy checked that they weren't observed, they went into the shed where he told her to get on her knees.

	Abigail started to but noticed the dirty cement floor. Before she could say something, Jimmy pulled an old towel that was sitting atop a stack of large grass seed bags that were on a pallet. 

	"Here," he said, spreading the towel on the floor.

	Abigail got to her knees and looked up at him for further instructions. Jimmy unzipped his fly and pointed to his hard little prick.

	"Put it in your mouth," he told her.

	Abigail leaned forward and did as she was told, pressing her lips around the slender shaft and turning her eyes up to him.

	"Now suck it."

	And Abigail did. Mallory had shown her how to use her lips and tongue in private places and even though Jimmy's equipment was different, the girl adapted her technique. She hoped he would be happy and his soft groans and exclamations confirmed this. 

	Jimmy was ecstatic as Abigail gave his cock an oral massage. She nibbled at him with just her lips while her wet little tongue dabbed and slid over his boyish member.

	"Uh...move back and forth on it, too," he croaked.

	Abigail complied, sliding her compressed lips along his thin, two inches of boy meat. After two strokes, Jimmy came. He put a hand on her head and told her to do it again. Happy that she was so good at this, the first grader sucked and licked on the little cock. Jimmy was also thrusting his hips, fucking her face hole. Having been sated once, the boy lasted several more minutes before he came again.

	"Man, you're really good at this," he said between heavy breaths.

	"Thank you!" Abigail replied brightly.

	The next day at recess, Abigail and some of her friends were playing jump rope when a couple of boys snatched the long rope away from them. They held up their prize, taunting the girls until Jimmy showed up.

	'Give it back," he growled.

	Cowed, the boys did so immediately.

	"And say you're sorry," Jimmy continued.

	The boys mumbled their apologies and slunk away, wondering why their role model intervened like that.

	"That was very nice!" Abigail said to him as the other girls looked dumbfounded at this unexpected turn of events.

	Jimmy felt the blood rushing to his cheeks. Despite his embarrassment, he was glad to have helped Abigail and wondered why it made him feel so funny.

	After rain the following day had kept the kids indoors at recess, Jimmy took Abigail to the shed the day after. He had her pull her panties off and helped her get on top of the stack of grass seed sacks. She was on her back with her legs hanging off the bags in front. 

	"Now we're going to fuck," Jimmy said as he pulled the front of her skirt up.

	His penis had been hard and now it twitched at the site of Abigail's cunny.

	"What's fuck?" the girl asked, not knowing the "dirty" intent of the word.

	"I put my dick in your cunt," Jimmy explained, unzipping his pants.

	"What's a cunt?"

	"This," he said, pointing to her crotch.

	"Oh, that's not a cunt. That's my kitty," she gently explained, hoping his feelings wouldn't be hurt when she corrected him.

	Jimmy mentally shook his head. Six year-olds!

	He spat into his hand and rubbed the result on his erection. Then he added some to Abigail's snatch, working it in between the smooth lips. Stepping between her spread legs, he inserted his cock into the hairless mound, making Abigail wriggle from the contact. He didn't mind as the touch of her soft pussy on his dick felt wonderful.

	The children made a snug fit as the coupled together. Jimmy eased his way through her entrance and into her hymen. Monica had told him about popping cherries but her meticulous research found that he might only stretch her since his cock was still little. 

	Jimmy didn't care much either way and grunted as he felt the aperture in her membrane expand without breaking. Abigail whined at the slight discomfort, but it went away after the boy moved in and out a few times.

	Jimmy loved her mouth, but the six year-old's hot, grasping pussy on his prick was even more incredible. Aside from his saliva, she was getting wet again, squirming as the miniature cock stroked inside her tiny twat. Seeing the little girl's reaction to taking her first cock was very stimulating. Jimmy came and had to pause to catch his breath.

	"Are you ready for more?" he asked, receiving a wide-eyed nod of acknowledgment.

	This he fucked more heartily into the little girl's tight and gooey cuntlet. Abigail was in awe of the sensation of the thrusting inside her sex. As with Jimmy's colorful terminology, it never occurred to her that they were doing anything dirty - they were just doing things that boyfriends and girlfriends did. Just like the naked cuddling and other things that she and her sister did. But as much as Abigail loved Mallory, she found Jimmy's prick moving inside her tantalizing in a different way.

	Jimmy pulled her legs up to his waist and Abigail's instincts kicked in as she wrapped them around him.  The child's hairless pussy was glistening with her juices as Jimmy's shiny cock pumped in and out of it. She could feel her climax building and hugged him more tightly with her legs to urge him on. The eight year-old thrust harder, lustfully copulating with his six year-old lover. 

	The children came together with Jimmy keeping his little prick jammed fully into Abigail's quivering cunny. Relishing the warmth and the wet seal of their interlocked, childish genitals, they were reluctant to separate. But then the warning bell that signaled two minutes left for recess sounded and Jimmy pulled out. 

	Abigail's cunny lips immediately closed together as if nothing had happened. Jimmy kept staring at the bald little treasure until Abigail slipped her panties on. There was a wet spot forming in the front of the cotton that was quickly covered as the girl's skirt fell into place. 

	It suddenly occurred to Jimmy that he should assert his control. With everything they had just done, he had enjoyed being an equal partner but that's not how his father operated. Using a lesson from his father, he puffed himself up and spoke to Abigail in a boastful voice.

	"When I'm old enough to shoot, I'm gonna put a baby in you."

	He thought that would show Abigail who was boss. Instead of being intimidated or meekly accepting, Abigail's face lit up and she threw her arms around Jimmy and hugged him with all of her might. The boy was perplexed by her reaction and had to admit he felt strangely good about it. And he wondered why the little girl had such an effect on him.

	Abigail couldn't have been more elated. When Jimmy got bigger, he was going to give her a baby. How sweet!


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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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