I sat there on the couch in Lisa's apartment wondering just how the hell I got myself into babysitting her kid while she went to work for night. She said that she'd be back before dawn. That pissed me off more than knowing that there were better things I could've been doing that Friday evening. Dinner was in the fridge, some leftover Chinese and the kid had to be in bed by 11:00 pm. Not much else was explained, shit I didn't even know what the kid was or if there were more than one. I didn't even know Lisa had kids. It was partially my fault for not asking questions. Mostly her fault for being in so much of a rush that she failed to properly inform me. I left the kid or kids to their own devises in the back room. Maybe they were playing a video game or watching a movie. Either way I hoped whoever was back there would stay out of my hair for the rest of my stay. But like me having a good time that night, it was completely out of the question.

After watching some Basketball highlights from the night before the kid came into the living room and plopped down on the couch beside me. It was a boy, short brown hair, pale skin with freckles, footy pajamas that he was too old for, and thick coke bottle glasses. He looked like the real nerdy type who'd be interested in bugs and telling his mother that I was watching sports like it was porn. The kid was frail and appeared to be down for some reason or another. I knew how to mind my business but I figured I'd make nice with him seeing as how I had to babysit his ass and all and Lisa wasn't the worst of my friends.

His name was Max; I could've guessed that one by looking at him. He was 9 and his hands were crazy soft and felt as though they'd break if I squeezed too hard while I shook one introducing myself. He looked at me over the glasses and turned his attention to the television. Even his voice was weak, this kids father must've been proud. Knowing Lisa and how much of an unsafe slut she was, it was a matter of time before it all caught up with her. I thought it would've been something worst. A kid I suppose is a wake up call. It was crazy that it's been ten years since I last saw her.

Max and I watched TV in silence for a while. There were some cartoons on Cartoon Network that took me back to my own childhood. They lost the magic, as I got older though. They weren't as fun to watch as they used to be. I figured Max would've enjoyed them but he seemed to be as bored as I was. I felt myself nodding off but was interrupted by the shifting of weight on the couch. I opened my eyes in time to see Max walking down the narrow hallway towards the very last bedroom in the apparent. I called out to him before entered to room and closed the door. Asking if was hungry. He yellow out "NO" and then slammed the door.

"Well, fuck you then" I said to myself in a whisper. I was fine by myself with the cartoons as they were beginning to put me to sleep again. Lisa's couch was beat to hell but very comfortable. I figured I could catch a nap before I had to hit road; it was long drive home.

I must have dozed off for a little while because when I awakened there was a little girl sitting beside me on the couch. She was wearing a frilly nightgown and her hair was high in a ponytail. She was clearly Max's sister, what with her pale skin, freckles and all. She was without the glasses though. Her eyes were light grey and her cheeks were blushing red. The little girl who appeared to be the same age as Max was very cute. I tried to introduce myself as her mother's friend but she simply smiled, got up, and began walking towards one of the rooms in the back. She stop in the doorway of the first room, Lisa's room and gestured for me to join her by tilting her head towards to bedroom. I was confused and for a moment believed that I was still asleep. The little girls actions were sexually suggestive in my perverted mind. Surely she didn't want to play a patty-cake at that ungodly hour. It was a little after 2:30 in the morning and I asked her, rhetorically, if she was suppose to be up at that hour.

She shrugged her shoulders and entered the room. My mind was telling me to stay seated and not to move until Lisa got back from work. My body however was saying something completely different. Out of pure curiosity I got off of the couch and slowly crept towards the hall. The room was completely black. The lights from the street and the rest of the apartment silhouetted the huge bed in the center of the room and the little girl sitting on it. I entered, unsure of what would happen but knew both that I would enjoy and regret it. There was no going back.

I could feel her eyes on me, seemingly wanted me in a manner of which a child shouldn't want a man but I was always one to not question situations I got into that were in my favor. Never before then had I thought of a child in a sexual way but it some how felt right and my body had already taken over. I moved closer to her, she still appeared to me as a shadowy figure due to my eyes not adjusting to the darkness yet. She reach out to me and tugged at my belt, I moved closer. I felt my jeans being undone and the softest of hands fishing out the massive erection from within. All the blood rushed from my head and my knees weakened.

Her delicate hands stroked the tightened flesh on my stiffened cock and I moaned. She giggled and continued to give me, possibly, the best hand job I've ever received. My eyes closed momentarily and immediately shot open when I felt her mouth wrap around the head of my dick. Looking down at what was going on, all I could make out was a saliva trail on my shaft that gleamed from the streetlights that had invaded the room. Her wonderful tongue circled the head and then traveled the length of my cock from top to bottom. I fought back the urge to grab the child's head and fuck her face. To my surprise she took about 3 inches of me in her mouth, let go of the shaft, and reach out to grab my hands, placing them on the back of her head. She must have read my mind. I thrust gently into her mouth as the sound of pooling saliva gurgled in the back of the child's throat.

The mere effort she put into forcing me deeper into her mouth was nearly too much for me to handle. The sensation was amazing. It was heard to believe that a 9-year-old girl gave better head than any grown woman I've ever been with. After a few more slurps, giggles, and moans the small chick pulled back off of my cock leaving it completely soaked with her saliva. She quickly jumped up onto the bed on all fours and seductively wiggled her small, undefined hips. The prematurity of her body drove me insane. There was something instinctual inside of me that tapped into my primal side and made me want to steal her innocence away. The way it had obviously been taken before I got there. In my mind she remained untainted, a virgin nymphet yearning for my cherry snatching cock.

She spoke, in a whispered voice but I heard it as if she had yelled it in my ear. "Put it in my butt". I was elated and disappointed at the same time. I wanted to return the favor she had just given by orally ravaging her small, surely sweet smelling box. But who was I to deny a request like that from an angel like her. I'll settle for the back door on any day as an alternative or instead of the front door on most occasions.

I moved closer, fisting my slobbery cock by the shaft as the 9-year-old lied her head on the bed, poked her cute little ass in the air, and spread her cheeks as far apart as they would go. My eyes had focused at that point and I got a dim view of what appeared to be a very gaped and heavily used asshole. I thought for a second that my eyes were getting bad but when I inched my cock head closer to the opening the child bucked her hips backward and caused the pre-worked hole to swallow me up. Chills crept up my spine as pure euphoria washed over every inch of my body.

My dick felt as though it were wrapped in velvet full of hot pudding. I moaned aloud not caring if Max heard us from the other room but hoping like hell that he was sleep. I exploded into the child's ass instantly and crazy amounts of cum escaped my balls and doused the steaming hot walls of her rectum. Looking down I could see that I was completely buried balls deep in her backside. I heard another giggle.

"You made cream already?" She asked in a mocking tone. Her playful nature was motivation for me. Somehow I remained rock hard in her Tiny cock sleeve.

After gaining my second wind I began to slowly pull out and push back into her stretched hole. It was extremely wet with bodily fluids. My cum added to the gushy mess in her ass and my strokes weren't met with much resistance. It was quit apparent that this little girl had done this before and if I had to guess it was earlier that day. The notion that the 9-year-old, whose ass I was passionately plowing, was a anal slut turned me on even more. My thrusts became deeper and stronger. Soon the child's ass was making the gurgling sounds with each forward stroke of my cock. My pace increased and finally the little angel began moaning; talk about an experienced ass.

Not before long there was juices and cum flying all over the place each time our bodies collided signaled by the smack of her bony ass cheeks against my pelvis. The mixture of saliva and cum coated her entire ass and my entire waist. The sight alone was mesmerizing. The sticky substance dangled in ropes from the wet areas each time our bodies detached from one another. I felt as if I would break her small frame as I mercilessly pounded away at her already used tunnel. Sounds of ecstasy came from the child's mouth, she was pleased with me fucking her. Grunts and groans exited my lungs as I was brought to a proper climax. The little Slut came right along with me, collapsing to the bed below us, and forcing my cock out of her bowels. I was still cumming in tremendous amounts and ropes of the hot cream jetted across her twitching ass and back.

It was hard to catch my breath, I felt as though I would faint. Sweat poured from my face to the tile floor beneath me. After a few deep breaths I became terrible lucid. Looking down at the defiled 9-year-old whom I had surely just fuck the shit out of; who was terrifyingly motionless, my heart began to race.

"What have I just done?" I asked myself. I quickly pulled my pant up and whipped some beads of sweat from my brow. "Are you ok sweetie?"

There was no answer so I asked again and that time she busted out into that mocking little giggle again. She said playful tone but I understood the seriousness of it, "mommy is coming home soon".

"Oh, fuck" I said aloud and then asked her to excuse me for the profanity. As if she cared, what with me just fucking her ass and all. It's funny how time flies when your having sex because I sure as shit didn't realize that the sun was coming up. I headed for the bedroom door and as I exited it I heard keys rattling at the front apartment door, it was Lisa. I quickly jumped onto the couch and began flicking through channels with the remote.

Like always Lisa was in a rush when she entered the apartment. She thanked me for looking after her son while ushering me toward the door. I told her that it was a pleasure and that both her son and daughter were very well behaved. Lisa paused as I stepped into the hallway. A strange look grew on her face followed by a slight smirk.

"You must be really, really tired" she said.

Lisa went on to explain that she didn't have a daughter but her son Max would dress up like a girl around the house every now and again. She said that she wasn't one to stifle his creativity, or interest. That he was going through a phase and it would eventually pass. Lisa out right laughed at me for being fooled and said that her son did make a pretty little girl and that she kind of understood why I was tricked. I left it at that and made a hasty exit.

My heart had sank, I was feeling messed up already for having fucked the child in the first place but finding out the she was in fact a he, made me feel even lower. It took me days to come to grips with what occurred but in the end I guess I had no regrets. After questioning my own sexuality I realized that the experience was just sex. He wanted it and I gave it to him, although I thought he was a she. I was glad Lisa never found out about the situation. I kind of stayed away from her for a while after that night. It was just too weird to even be around her. I discovered that I hadn't been turned gay after the event but I definitely looked at all kids, both girls and boys, in a different light. I still questioned myself, would I do it again if I could, knowing that she was a boy? Probably.

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