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My Sweetshop Girl, Chapter 3 
Alocer Loki 2003 
Story Codes: M/g, pedo, cons

README
	This is story is very unlike my usual stories and contains
	is not set around the violent abuse of children. However it is
	still a tale of sex between an adult and a child, so if this
	offends you in any way don't read it.

	I, the author, do not condone sex with minors in any
	manner.

	Read this only if you are sure you want what this little tale
	of love offers.

	If you wish to contact me I can be reached directly
	at:alocer_loki@yahoo.com 

Thank you and Enjoy the story
Alocer Loki

Chapter 3

For three long days I sat at my house by myself, eagerly expecting the
little knock at the door. I surprised myself with how much I wanted to
see my little sweetheart again and at how much I missed her. I felt
oddly alone without seeing her dark hair and green eyes staring at me
in that joyous fashion.

When the quite tap-tap came my heart leaped into my throat. I almost
didn't believe that it was her. Even though the tiny and shy knock
sounded just like her. With a start I jumped from my chair and ran
down the stairs. As I approached the front door a stupid grin was
spread right across my face; what I saw wiped it from me.

The small red-faced brunette stood in the doorway with her chin
pressed against her chest, almost as if she didn't want to look at
me. My heart stated to beat hurriedly as the girl I loved danced from
foot to foot in front of me. I didn't want to know what was about to
come.

When it did come it shocked me just as much. The eleven-year-old girl,
leaped forward. I caught her in my arms and lifted her from the ground
in a crushing embrace. I felt her body shaking, and then I heard her
gentle sobs as she pressed her face into my neck. "I love you Annie,"
I whispered. "I missed you so much... shhh shhh."

The child sniffed an gently whispered. "I missed you bad," she wept.

"Shh honey, what's all this about?" I asked rocking my girl back and
forth. I kicked the door shut trapping us inside the house all alone.

Annie flinched as she heard the lock click into place. "I'm sorry,"
she whispered. "My Mum -- mum smacked me before I was allowed out."

"She did?" I asked filling my voice with mock disappointment. "Oh, so
your not just pleased to see me?"

Annie giggled. "Yes silly," she said. "I'm soooo happy now."

I smiled and hugged Annie tighter. "That's better my sweet," I said.

I could hear the child struggling to breath. The way I was holding
this sweet little girl had to have hurt but she made no protest and
just hung onto me as if she was afraid to let go. I don't know why I
didn't loosen my embrace any, even now it that occurred to me I was
hurting her. I just didn't want to let her go. I didn't want to loose
her for another minute.

I kept hold of Annie as I carried her up two flights of stairs and
into my bedroom. Once we were shut inside Anny started to wriggle
around and I finally let her go. My young lover was flustered although
her tears had dried up. She looked at me with her darling green eyes
and smiled such a sweet smile and poked her hands into the pockets of
her faded blue jeans.

The grotty white trainers made no sound as Annie shifted about on the
polished wooden floor. The tiny nervous little steps around in front
of me. Everything Annie did told how nervous she was. My eyes drifted
up her legs and onto her flat belly. Her white tee shirt hung just
below the belt line of her jeans I admired, momentarily, the faded
pink bunny rabbit stencilled on the front. "What you looking at?" she
queried. "I'm sorry I couldn't... my Mum..."

"You are stunning," I said softly.

The child gasped.

I smiled and looked into her eyes. Her face was flawless, just
beautiful. "I was looking at you," I said. "And I was admiring how
beautiful you are. I'm a very lucky man."

Annie gasped again.

Her pale hands clutched together in front of her belly. "Really? Do
you really think that?" She asked quietly.

I smiled at her. "Yes," I said. "You are beautiful. Really."

I reached forward and took one of Annie's hands into mine and squeezed
it. I raised her arm until it was close enough for me to lean down and
kiss the side of her fingers. Annie's legs wobbled and she stumbled
forward catching herself against me. I ran my hand up her back and
into her silky dark hair.

I felt the blood flowing into my penis. I could feel it stiffening and
pressing up against the child's belly. None of this was lost on Annie
and I soon felt her free hand touch the hard lump in my jeans.

Annie's flushed face turned up to me. "I'm horny," she whispered so
quietly I hardly heard it.

I took several steps forward, taking my young lover with me as I
crossed my room. I sat down on the side of my bed and wrapped my arms
about the little girl stood in front of me.. She was shaking and
breathing quickly. I could see the excitement overtake the nerves
she'd been feeling. I placed my hands on the child's hips and slowly
trailed them up Annie's slender body.

I followed the little girl's body up until my fingers entwined
themselves into Annie's dark hair. I pulled her forward gently. The
eleven year old closed her eyes. "Yes!" she breathed.

Her mouth remained open as our lips met.

Annie moaned and body pressed against mine; I felt her arm wrap around
my neck as she held herself against me, her other hand stayed on my
cock. As if the lump reassured her that I wanted her there.

Our tongues entwined between us as we kissed with a fervent
passion. Annie pulled away first, as I let go of her hair she moved
back and gasped for air. She stared at me as a long trail of saliva
hung between us. The clear liquid snapped off at her end and the
string swung down against my chin and neck.

I didn't have a chance to react before Annie made her move. The child
lent into me and extended her tongue pressing it into the spittle that
stuck to my neck. I gasped as the eleven-year-old followed the wet
line up: Licking it all up before pushing her tongue back into my
mouth.

I let Anny lead as we kissed again,and she ran her tongue deep into my
mouth.  She broke it off again, and again gasped for air. "I'm horny,"
she said again. This time with a little more confidence in her voice.

"I had noticed, you little slut," I jibed.

Annie's flustered face flared up to an even brighter shade of red. "Oh
my," she breathed.

I smiled at the panting child in front of me. It was hard to believe
that she had been beaten not ten minutes before. I hesitated for a
moment. "Turn around," I finally told her.

Annie made no such stall in doing what she was told and simply turned
around. I admired how her shoulders rose and fell with her
breathing. Everything about this child was just beautiful.

I reached forward, wrapping both of my hands around her narrow waist
as I hunted for the button. Annie gasped as I popped it open but she
made no move to stop me. I eased the zip down and withdrew my hands
back behind her.

I pushed my fingers beneath the waist band of her jeans and into her
knickers beneath. "John," whispered the child. "But..."

I guess I ignored her. I eased down the child's tight jeans and took
her knickers down with it. I gasped myself when I saw Annie's arse. I
let go of her jeans and reached up to brush over the reddened
surface. No wonder the poor thing had been in tears when I'd opened
the door.

"Your mother did this?" I asked running my hand over the globes of
flesh.

"Yes," muttered Annie and reached down to her trousers.

I caught her wrist. "No," I told her. "Stay still."

Annie whimpered and I let go of her wrist and saw it return to the
front of her. I reached up and pushed my hand between Annie's legs,
rubbing at her pussy from behind. The child gasped and moaned. "Is
that better?" I asked.

"Oh my!" gasped Annie.

As I rubbed the Annie started to rub back at me. Moaning softly as I
masturbated her. "Did you try rubbing yourself while we couldn't see
each-other?" I asked.

"No," whispered Annie. "I wanted you to do it, I wanted to wait for
you to do it."

I smiled and ran a finger up to probe for her tiny little clit. "Why
did your Mum smack you?"

"Ohh, ahh!" gasped Annie. "Oh umm ohhhh. She said oh. She.Oh my! She
said that I needed to be. Oh yes. I needed to be reminded not to come
home late. Oh my, that feels good John."

I took my free hand and stroked it over the long bruises that littered
her arse. The poor thing had suffered more than a simple spanking. I
could hardly take my eyes off of the marks. I found myself wishing
that I could have seen it happen. Or that I could have done it
myself. "What did she use?" I asked.

Annie didn't answer me, she just remained groaning as I rubbed into
her. "Honey?" I queried.

"Yes!" gasped Annie.

"What did she use?" I pushed.

"Ohh umm, umm," her hesitation trailed off into silence.

I tried again. "What did she use?" it was almost a demand.

"A strap," murmured Annie so quietly I barely heard it myself.

"I do like your bum," I announced to the girl.

Annie giggled.

"What?" I challenged her.

Annie wriggled her bruised bottom at me. "Really?" she asked.

"Really, it is beautiful just like the rest of you, I'm going to fuck
you there today."

Annie hesitated and then shuffled around. I noticed that she placed
her hands in front of her naked cunt as she faced me. "Do you mean
you'll put your willy in the hole?" she asked.

I reached to her hands and pulled them apart. "You shouldn't cover it
for me," I said smiling at her.

Annie blushed but pulled her hands to her side. "I'm sorry," she
whispered.

I answered her question. "Yes, I'm going to push my dick into your bum
hole and fuck it," I said.

"Hmmm, what if you get dirty?" she asked.

I laughed and lent forward to give a little kiss on the girls
nose. "Don't worry honey cunt," I said. "It'll be okay."

Annie gasped. "Okay," she whispered.

"I love you," I said.

"Oh my!"

I reached back in front of the little girl and ran my finger up her
crack, enjoying how it made Annie catch her breath and
whimper. "You're very wet," I informed the girl.

"I know!" the child barked, the annoyance in her voice was quite
plain.

Annie took a step back, pulling my finger from her and she looked down
at herself. "It making lots of that- stuff."

I chuckled and reached for my little girl, clasped her hand and pulled
her back to me. "That 'stuff' is good. It makes your fanny all
slippery for when I push my cock in," I told her.

Annie giggled. "Oh, can we fuck?" she asked. "I think it wants it."

I gaped at her. Her wide grin curved into a sweet smile. It was
utterly seductive! "I've missed you," she said. "I want to feel it
inside again."

"You little slut," I said.

"Oh my," moaned Annie.

The youngster's hands press forward and brushed them into the ridged
protuberance that tented my denim trousers. She moaned a little and
looked up at me with her mouth open. "Can I see?" she asked.

My lip curled up into a smile as I pushed myself back a little. I
reached in front of myself to unfasten the brass button.Once it was
open I sat back up again. "Of course honey," I said.

Annie's svelte fingers pulled open the flap and lifted the zip. The
child slowly drew it downward parting the top of my jeans. Her moist
hand slipped into my jeans and I felt it curl around my hardened
cock. She tugged at it slowly, easing it through the hole by which her
hand had entered. I watched the wide grin spread across Annie's pretty
young face, she opened her mouth and ran her damp tongue. She was
salivating!

My little lover pushed her head down and ran her hot tongue out over
my foreskin. The child's grip on my penis tightened and she pulled
downward. The sensitive pink dome extruded and Annie leaped upon
it. She wrapped her lips around it and twirled her tongue around it.

The child moaned, she sounded like she was eating something very yummy
and giggled as she saw me looking at her. She emphasised the noises
she was making. She kept her green eyes fixed on my face. I put my
head back and gasped. "Oh god baby!" I cried. "That is good."

Annie pulled her head up and her lips broke their seal with a pop. She
giggled some more and fluttered her eyelids. "Where's the baby-oil?"
she asked in a whisper.

The girl really was very eager for it. I smiled and reached to my
bedside table. I pulled open the draw and pulled out a small tube of
KY Jelly. "I got this yesterday," I told her. "It is better to use
this."

I handed the tube to Annie and she turned it over in her hand and
blushed bright red. "Okay," she said.

"Put some on your fingers and rub it in to yourself.," I said.

Annie gasped. "Can you do it?" she asked.

"I want to see you do it."

"Yes John," she said and unscrewed the cap.

The child squeezed a large dollop of the clear jelly onto her
fingers. She glanced up at me and I nodded my approval. The blushing
schoolgirl took a deep breath and pushed her hand down against her
pussy. "It's cold," Annie exclaimed.

"Rub it in," I said.

"Mmmm," groaned Annie and she rubbed the slick gel into her bald
little cunt.

"Work it inside honey," I said.

"Yesss," hissed the little girl and I watched as her fingers moved
into her tight slit.

"Push a finger all the way in," I said. "Your middle finger."

Annie gasped. "Yes," she moaned.

The little girl rubbed her hand into her pussy one more time and then
tucked in her middle finger. I watched, transfixed, as the child
inserted her finger. The slender digit slid into the tight
crevice. Her nail vanished and then her first knuckle. The child lent
forward a little and moaned."More than that baby," I said. "I want it
all the way inside."

"Okay," whispered Annie.

She continued to push it inside. Soon half of it was buried inside her
and then all of it. She held herself in that position and groaned at
me.

I reached out with my right hand and stroked it into Annie's hair. I
clasped a handful of the black mass and the child gasped. "Stop!" I
barked before she could move. The poor little girl froze up she glared
at me in utter terror. "Leave your finger where it is baby whore," I
said with a grin.

I watched her push the inch she removed back inside herself. "Oh
sorry," she moaned. "I'm sorry."

"Much better," I said. "Good girl."

Annie moaned at me and I pulled her small head forward. I could feel
the little girl shaking as I pressed my mouth over hers and shoved my
tongue inside. The voracious preteen sucked on my tongue as I moved it
about her delicious young mouth. The taste of raspberry was present; a
faint back taste a sweet bite over her own flavour.

I pulled away and grinned at her. "Have you been eating bubble gum?" I
asked.

Annie shook her head. "I had a lollypop," she giggled.

I drew the young girl back into me and our mouths locked together once
more. My tongue descended deep into the child's mouth and I let her
suck on it. It filled her small mouth. Her breath wheezed out of her
nose, two small jets of air that brushed against my lip causing it to
itch.

I released the grip I had on her midnight hair and let my hand trail
down her back. As she head was released the child pulled to the side
and gasped in air. "Keep kissing me," I ordered her.

Annie gasped. "I'm sorry," she moaned and pressed her face back
against mine.

There was no ceremony about it this time. I simply dumped my tongue
deep into the child's mouth. Even more than I had last time. She was
so small that I suspected that I could lick her tonsils if I tried
hard enough. I stopped as she gagged though and withdrew to a more
comfortable level. Once Annie was sucking again I returned my
concentration to the soft velvet of her back.

My hand glided over the tender warm flesh. Brushing the tiny hairs on
the decent. My hand brushed over the small dip in the small of her
back and then moved out over the plump round lump of her arse. I
squeezed it and Annie's head pulled up tearing it off of my tongue as
she gasped in obvious pain. I ruffled my eyebrows, "Did that hurt?" I
asked.

"Ahh a little," whispered Annie.

I moved my hand down to where her finger was embedded into her own
pussy. She'd kept it in deep, not moving it at all. "How does this
feel?" I asked her.

Annie gasped. "It feels good," she moaned.

"Fuck yourself with it, do you know what I mean?"

Annie lent back a little and lent her head down to watch while she
started to move her finger in and out of her immature little
pussy. "That is a good girl," I said.

I lent forward and extend my tongue towards the child. Annie moaned
and opened her mouth. She pushed into me, sucking my tongue inside. I
resumed the feeling game I was playing with the young girls arse, very
Cornishes now of the small motions as she finger-fucked herself for
me.

The groans that emitted from the small girl grew more frantic and I
could tell that she was trying her best to keep her head in place. I
trailed a finger over the line between her buttocks and nestled it
into the sultry area between the cheeks. I pressed inward until my
finger pressed against the wrinkled little hole. I could feel it shut
tight against my entrance. I knew that it would resist all attempts of
penetration at this stage and would have caused Annie a lot of
discomfort.

I pulled my finger out and continued to stroke her arse. I moved down
under the curve of her buttock and pressed between her legs. I touched
her hand and felt the slick finger as it moved in and out of her tight
little pussy.

I hesitated on my task for a moment. I took hold of her hand and drew
her finger out of her pussy. Annie moaned, she sounded a little
frustrated at me, but she kept her lips wrapped around my tongue.

I slid my hand down her sticky and gathered her forefinger and middle
finger together then pushed the two of them back up against her
pussy. Annie moaned more and I felt her take control as she inserted
the two fingers back into her pussy. She started to fuck away at
herself again. Her moans quickly grew desperate again.

I slid my finger under her hand and ran it into the crack, covering it
in her juice and the lubricant. I pulled it back and slipped it back
between her arse cheeks to rub it around her little arsehole.

I guessed that there was plenty of it there and tried to push my
finger inside the little girl. As predicted her arsehole now didn't
offer much resistance and my finger pressed about half an inch in
side.

Annie's back arched and she pulled her head away from me in a small
cry. "Annie," I snapped, pulling my finger back out.

The child gasped and pushed her face back against mine. "I'm sorry,"
she gasped as she opened her mouth again.

I slipped my tongue back inside and obediently started to suck
again. I pressed my finger back against her little arsehole and
immediately pushed back at it. The child cried out into my mouth as I
slipped it inside to the knuckle. Annie gave a desperate moan as I
eased the rest of my finger inside.

I started to fuck it in and out, I tried to match Annie's rhythm but
she faltered often with gasps and moans. I moved my free hand down to
her belly and placed it against the flat surface. I could feel the
muscles in her abdomen twitching at irregular intervals. I gently
brushed my hand down to the curve of her little pussy. I slipped my
finger between her hand and her vulva and edged it into the narrow
slit.

I guided my finger into her pussy and then eased it back up a little
until I felt it brush on the hard little lump of her clitoris. Annie
felt it more than I did. The little girl barked into my mouth. I
curled my finger around so that the tip poked against the Annie's
clit. The child's legs wobbled but she kept her balance and moaned
around my tongue again.

I rubbed the child's clit and was delighted at her reaction. The
little cries that escaped her mouth and passed into mine.

The child couldn't contain herself any longer. She yanked her head
away and her legs buckled beneath her. She fell, tearing her finger
from my arse and hit the floor. I watched transfixed as she wriggled
and out under me. Her knees flapped together and her pelvis ground
forward. As she calmed down I watched as she slipped her fingers from
her pussy.
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