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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, May 27, 2019

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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: stealin2.txt
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story_codes: Man/little girl, M/g(9), first, semi-cons

story_intro: Wayne completes his long-frustrating dream by deflowering his little abductee. But this only serves to inflame more perversions and Peyton is becoming nothing more than a sex toy.


story_language: English




Stealing Peyton, part 2

Written by madvlad


	Already nude, the nine year-old felt even more exposed as the man pushed her legs up and out to give him complete access to the small mound between her thighs. The wide angle of her legs made her hairless labia part. Had there been more light in the room, Wayne would have seen her pink interior. But he knew he would be feeling it against his dick soon enough.

	Peyton could only see shadows as Wayne lowered himself to her crotch but she murmured anxiously when she felt the bulbous head of his member push between her smooth cunny lips. Her recent orgasm allowed her immature sex to give the end of the adult prick a wet kiss as it nestled against her narrow entrance. 

	Peyton had wanted to show she could act like a grown-up and do all of these things her mother had done but her gut tightened at the idea of that big hard thing actually going into her little hole. Wayne told her she could stretch and, remembering how it had felt in her mouth, she could not fathom being big enough to take that member into her body.

	Now Wayne was on top of her, covering her except for her limbs. His hands pinned her arms to the bed while her spread legs were bent uselessly on either side of his waist. He was moving his hips and she could feel the glans grinding against her inner labia as they spread. Those lips were still expanding when she felt something else being pressed as it blocked the man's dick. Despite her discomfort, Peyton was relieved. Of course he couldn't go inside her kitty - there wasn't enough room in there.

	Then the man slammed his pelvis down and gave the little girl a lesson about her female anatomy.

	Wayne grunted as he felt the nine year-old's cherry violently surrender to his rigid cock. Her already warm cunt became hotter as her newly released virgin blood oiled her tiny passage to help make her a woman. Peyton squealed beneath him but could not move her arms. Her legs kicked in futility as he bored his meat into her reluctantly spreading sex tube. Pressing inward, he fully entered the little girl until the next barrier of her cervix halted him.

	He paused for a moment, feeling Peyton trying to squirm beneath him and expel the intruder that had invaded her innocent pussy. His prick was stewing in her fluids inside the snug oven of her prepubescent sex and he enjoyed her struggles for a minute or so longer before he began to fuck her.

	The child's deflowered twat gurgled lewdly as the turgid prick churned it. Her taut channel clenched at his organ but was unable to stop it from moving inside the lubricious young channel. As he thrust inside his underage sex partner, Wayne could feel her exhalations in sharp, warm bursts against his upper chest and the base of his throat. 

	As he was lying flat on top of her, his strokes were short. But Peyton's luscious little snatch gave him more than enough pleasure as he plowed into her hot and drooling interior. The spasms began inside his scrotum and he soon gave the preteen more fluids in her sex as she received her first seeding. When he was done, he imagined how he would be doing this to her several times every day. 

	By the time she was around eleven, he'd succeed in breeding her. Of course, he'd have to restrain himself when she was too far along but he envisioned her on her knees with her formerly lean belly swollen with his baby while she sucked him off. That flat chest would be replaced by two swollen little milk bags whose contents he would enjoy before the kid ever squirted out.

	Maybe he should have a back-up pussy by then to help satisfy his needs. Surely there were plenty of little girls out there who needed to be taken away and shown how to properly pleasure a man. He and Peyton would be long gone from this place by then. Maybe Peyton would help entice another girl (hell, why not two?) to join Wayne's vagabond harem. They might be wary of a strange man but a young girl would put them at ease. And after they had been fucked a few times, they'd know their place.

	As he rolled off of Peyton, he found her sniffling as she clutched the bald swell of her draining pussy. Rubbing her arm, he did his best to soothe her.

	"You did great for your first time, little girl. And it will get better, you'll see. Oh, and I'll protect you from the police - don't worry about that. From now on, you're my woman; my little girl-woman. All your friends would be so jealous if they knew about all of the grown-up things you were doing."

	Within minutes, Wayne was lightly snoring. It took Peyton longer to fall asleep and when she finally did, she had bittersweet dreams about playing with dolls.

	Wayne had her again in the morning near the red stains on the sheets that marked the loss of her virginity. With sunlight now beaming in, the nine year-old's nakedness was now a study of smooth tans and whites. As her legs were opened by the kneeling man, one bit of paleness became the focus as the man pulled her to his waiting erection. As it had glistened in the moonlight, it shone brightly now after he had fingered her to arousal and another climax. 

	Holding the girl by her sides, Wayne tugged her to him again as he leaned into her. Unlike the night before, Wayne wanted to view her slim, preteen body in full as she was carnally used. He could now saw her bald lips in plain view before his head forced them apart. 

	Peyton grunted as the man entered her. The act was still something of a shock but she couldn't help but to lift her head and watch as Wayne's thick member slowly disappear into the hairless flesh of her little snatch. The sight of it going in between her spread thighs seemed impossible but the sensation of her interior sex being stretched and penetrated by the hardness was undeniable. When he reached her cervix, she felt some discomfort but also relief in knowing that he couldn't fit any more of that monster inside her.

	With over half of his cock inside the child, Wayne began to stroke. The slick, muscular clench of the nine year-old's pussy was relentless and he plumbed it juicily while Peyton squirmed and panted. But the little girl couldn't do anything else in the remote cabin in the woods except to let the man use her prepubescent twat for his pleasure. The friction of the turgid prick against her straining surfaces again gave her occasional twinges of pleasure but it was mostly a crushing presence inside her that moved. She had no idea how long it took but knew its end when the thick bursts inseminated her.

	"See?" Wayne said as he stroked her cheek. "It was better the second time, wasn't it? It will keep getting better as you get used to it."

	Peyton gave him a small nod. At least there hadn't been that horrible tearing when he first went into her last night and made her bleed. As for getting better, she sincerely hoped it would. But now Wayne was more interested in something else. He had left the bed and was rummaging through his gym bag. The sight of his hairy buttocks threatened to make a giggle burst from her but she swallowed that bubble as he turned to face her. Something twinkled in his hand.

	Returning to the bed, Wayne knelt on one knee beside it and proffered the object in his fingers.

	"Peyton, if we are going to live together, would you marry me?"

	Stunned, Peyton saw him take her hand and slip in a small gold ring with a diamond set in it. The ring felt cold which meant it was metal instead of plastic like the toy rings she sometimes wore. It was a real ring and in her shock, she nodded.

	They had a little makeshift ceremony after breakfast under the trees. Wayne thought it was kind of corny, but it made an overawed Peyton happy. So did the ring she now wore - a thirty-dollar Walmart thing with gold plating and a cubic zirconia stone. As it was too large for her thin finger, she carefully took it off later and set it on the mantle above the fireplace for safekeeping.

	On the third day of their marriage, Peyton had just emerged from the lake while Wayne sat sipping a beer atop the trunk a massive fallen tree. The tree had come to its final rest years before Wayne had first come here and the multitudes of seasonal rains and snow had weathered the top and sides of the trunk to a smooth finish.

	The sight of the little girl dripping wet in her clinging swimwear got him hard. Unmindful of his state, Peyton sat beside him and chattered about things that Wayne had long ago learned to respond to with affirmative grunts and nods while not paying attention. He could hear the hum of an engine approaching over the water and looked up from Peyton's enticing crotch to see a motor boat with a water skier roar by. It was only visible for a couple of seconds from the small clearing they had by the water's edge.

	"That sure looks fun!" Peyton gushed. "Can we try that?"

	Wayne shrugged and made another suggestion.

	"There's something else we can try," he said as he slid off the log so that it was between him and the water. "Now let's turn you around...that's it...and now."

	"What are we doing now?" giggled Peyton as she lay on her belly across the tree trunk with her rear pointed toward Wayne while she looked out over the water.

	Saying nothing, Wayne abruptly pulled down Peyton's bottoms. As the elastic waistband cleared her ass, her trim little buttocks jiggled briefly. 

	"Hey!" yelped Peyton. "Not out here!"

	"We're husband and wife, now," Wayne replied as he fingered the hairless bulge between the girl's legs from behind. "We can do it anywhere."

	"But..." Peyton began before groaning with futility as she felt his head pressing into her. "I didn't cum yet."

	"Then do it to yourself later," Wayne snapped. "I do enough of the work fucking you."

	In annoyance, he slammed into her harder than usual. Her childish cunt was able to partially resist him with its diminutive size but eventually expanded around his cock. Peyton moaned again, partly from the pain in her overtaxed twat and partly from the humiliation of being bared and fucked out in the open.

	When the motorboat and the skier rushed by again, Wayne gave them a hearty wave. The skier waved back and he happily humped his helpless child bride. Despite her reluctance, her immature snatch responded to the agitation by lubricating. Peyton's fluids replaced the lake water coating the baldness of her spread cunny lips. 

	As he heard the motor approaching again, he pushed Peyton's top up.

	"Now you can flash them your tits," he teased.

	With her pussy crammed with thrusting meat, the little girl whimpered as the boat came by again. This time, the two people in the boat as well as the skier waved their way. Of course, they only caught a glimpse of a waving man and perhaps someone smaller; both of whom appeared to be standing behind a fallen tree. But Peyton could only wonder if they saw her naughty nakedness. 

	But then she felt the response in her flat chest as it rubbed the tree trunk. Her nipples hardened and she mewled as the forced reaction occurred in that place as well as in her snug yet increasingly swampy pussy. After a few more passes from the boat, she felt the surge of jism pouring into her underage sex organs as the happy boaters zoomed by again. Although they couldn't see what was happening, she felt even more exposed as she was filled while they were in eyesight.

	Wayne leaned forward to rest, pinning Peyton to the log with his softening dick still inside her. He had always liked doing Francine from behind as it made him feel more in control. And with the small confines of Peyton's snuggly little cunt, it was easier for him to do her in this position. And her helpless moans added to the attraction.

	Feeling his cock hardening inside the nine year-old, Wayne relished this discovery and the new element of greater dominance with his preteen bride. Gripping her nearly shapeless hips, he prepared the trembling girl for another carnal interlude in the great outdoors.


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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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