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Usual disclaimers about this being a work of imagination, with no
relationship to real people or events.  Don't try it at home.  Please let
me know if you like the story, I may be able to dredge out a sequel.  Riv
Yavtry

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One advantage of running a one-man website development business from
home is that providing I finish the jobs on time, I can work whatever
hours I please. However it also means that I have to fit my holidays
around my customers' needs, so I rarely get the opportunity for more
than a long weekend.

Here I was, working during the summer heatwave with a fan blowing
full blast at me, while everyone who could had fled to the coast,
abroad, or at least locked themselves away in air-conditioned comfort.

At last I had finished rejigging the customer's database, and all
that remained to be done was to change the post and packing price
structure and sort out the tax calculations. I leaned back with my
hands clasped behind my head and sighed loudly at the satisfaction of
achieving something. Tangle, the long-haired cross-breed terrier
bitch I obtained from the local dog rescue centre, recognised her cue
and shot into the room, wagging her tail expectantly.

"Okay girl, you win!"

I playfully ruffled her head, then she dashed across the room and
down the corridor to the hook where I kept her leash. 

The local park has a kiosk selling refreshments and odds-and-ends,
restrooms and a children's playground near the entrance. There is a
large grassy area for ball games, then an oddly-shaped ornamental
lake, and finally a wooded wilderness criss-crossed with nature-
trails. My favourite spot is on the far side of the lake, where there
is a shaded seat on the edge of the woodland giving a relatively
private aspect over the lake. I packed a few items in a bag, put
Tangle on her leash and set off for the park.

Because of the heatwave the park was almost deserted, with just a
couple of mothers braving the conditions to play with their toddlers
on the swings. I took my usual route round the lake and found that my
favourite seat was deserted. I couldn't see any Park Rangers on the
prowl so I let Tangle off her leash to explore on her own, and
settled down to read my newspaper. The current affairs section was
interesting reading because there were details of proposed
legislation that would affect some of the websites I was responsible
for.

While engrossed in my newspaper, I became vaguely aware of a kid
coming my way. My heart sank at the prospect of being disturbed, but
I tried my best to ignore it and concentrate on what I was reading. I
realised the kid was a girl, quite slim, wearing a pink t-shirt and
blue denim skirt. Fortunately she seemed to be alone. She ignored me
and sat down, with her legs stretched out in front of her, on the
grass next to the lake, and seemed content to watch the waterfowl.

After quite a while, the girl swivelled round so she was facing me.
She pulled up her legs to sit cross-legged, and her skirt rode up to
her thighs, giving me a clear view of her white panties. I was unable
to concentrate on the newspaper - instead I surreptitiously watched
the girl over the top. Embarrassingly my cock had become hard, but I
made sure it was hidden by the newspaper.

Still ignoring me, the girl slipped the gusset of her panties to one
side, giving me a clear view of her cute little pussy, the whiteness
of the skin a stark contrast to the rest of her tanned body. She
rubbed her finger to-and-fro along the slit, slightly parting her
pussy lips. I have never been interested in little girls, but this
show had made my cock rock-hard. Suddenly she stopped and slipped the
tip of her forefinger inside her pussy, and raised her head to look
me straight in the eye. The little minx had known all along that I
was watching.

I felt myself go red with embarrassment and quickly looked away. I
was spared any further ordeal when Tangle shot out of nowhere, ran up
to the girl and started sniffing her pussy.

"Tangle, come here!" I shouted.

Breaking out into a fit of giggles, the girl grabbed Tangle and
started petting her, allowing the gusset of her panties to slip back
to a more modest position.

"Tangle, come!" I commanded, but Tangle was engrossed with her new
friend.

I put my newspaper down and picking up Tangle's leash, I went to
retrieve my dog.

"I'm sorry, she's normally very well behaved," I apologised.

"She's lovely." The girl continued to pet my dog. "Why do you call
her Tangle?"

"Her hair is almost impossible to untangle when I brush her."

I lunged forwards and grabbed Tangle by the collar, snapping on the
leash.

"I'm so glad I chose you," said the girl. 

"Chose me?"

"I want you to fuck me."

I think I was so surprised by the sudden use of the word 'fuck' that
initially the girl's request didn't sink in.

"Huh?" I replied lamely.

"I caught my sister fucking her boyfriend yesterday and it's not
fair that I don't have anyone so I want you to fuck me," the girl
elaborated.

She got to her feet, and I appraised her as the request sank in. I
had first thought she was about 8 or 9, but now I'd put her a couple
of years older.  She was about a foot shorter than me, slim but with
decent legs, not stick-thin like some kids. She had a pretty, impish
face with sparkling hazel eyes and long chestnut hair tied back in a
ponytail. Small mounds at the front of her t-shirt accentuated the
tiny bumps where her nipples were.

My mind was racing with objections, which I was struggling to put
into words, but the girl beat me to it.

"You'll probably say it's illegal because I'm only eleven and I
should find someone of my own age, but you look nice, as though you
wouldn't hurt me or take advantage of me, and if you said 'no' I'd
just ask someone else and eventually I'd find someone who said 'yes'
and he might turn out to be not so nice," she gushed, all in one
breath.

Again I was left speechless, and the girl applied the killer blow.

"Besides, I know you want me because you covered your cock with your
newspaper like my sister's boyfriend does when she flashes her pussy
at him."

The girl held out her right hand.

"I'm Natalie."

"I'm Craig."

I took her hand, assuming she wanted to shake hands, but she grasped
me tightly and pulled me towards the woodland.

"My things." I gestured towards my bag on the seat.

Natalie paused to let me to collect my newspaper and bag, then
resumed leading towards the woods, Tangle following behind.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"My friends and I have a secret camp in the woods. It's so well
hidden you'd never know it's there. My friends are all away on
holiday so we can fuck there quite safely. It's about ten minutes
walk from here."

For about five minutes Natalie led me along a well-signposted nature-
trail, then suddenly she plunged off to the right up a steep incline,
forcing her way through the undergrowth. After about another five
minutes we approached a tall tree surrounded by shrubbery. Natalie
parted the shrubs to reveal quite a deep hollow underneath, and
scrambled down the side, followed by me and Tangle. At the bottom was
the camp, a flat torus round the trunk of the tree, completely hidden
from casual passers-by. There were old carpets on the ground, and
various bits of old furniture, including a musty armchair. It was
surprisingly light and airy considering the depth of vegetation above.

"What do you think?" asked Natalie.

"This is fantastic," I replied, "I wish I'd had somewhere like this
when I was young."

I hooked Tangle's leash on a branch and she lay down, panting from
the heat.

Taking me completely by surprise, Natalie pulled her t-shirt free of
her skirt and over her head, leaving her naked from the waist up.

"Let's do it then," she said brazenly.

I stared at her tiny breasts, fascinating little mounds of flesh
proud of her ribs. Her breasts were pale where she had worn a bikini
top. The areolae had started to expand but were still little-girl
pink. Instinctively I reached out to fondle the breasts, finding them
simultaneously hot and yet cool, firm and yet yielding. This time it
was Natalie's turn to be speechless as I gently squeezed her breasts
and felt her nipples harden. I lowered my lips to each nipple in turn
and gently sucked it to prominence. Natalie let out a little sigh of
pleasure.

My cock had become hard again, and Natalie felt it through the front
of my jeans.

"Can I hold it?" she asked.

"Let's take the rest of our clothes off first," I suggested.

Natalie went first, sliding off her denim skirt, then peeling her
panties down her legs and over her feet, revealing her gently rounded
belly and hairless pussy. Then I pulled off my t-shirt, jeans and
boxers. Without asking again, Natalie put her hot little hand on my
cock, causing a jolt of pleasure to flow through it.

"It's big, isn't it?" she asked, perhaps not so certain any more.

"I'm pretty average," I replied humbly.

Natalie ran her hand up and down the length of my cock, causing me
to shiver with pleasure.

"There's a little drop of liquid at the end," she observed. "Is that
pee?"

"No, that's precum," I explained, "it's the lubrication that my cock
produces before fucking."

"What does it taste like?" Natalie asked.

"It doesn't taste of much, it's a bit salty," I replied.

I thought Natalie might dab a finger on it and sample it that way,
but instead she sank to her knees and licked the droplet off my cock.
My cock gave a throb of pleasure, which Natalie felt through her hand.

"What was that?" she asked.

"My cock really enjoys what you're doing to it, and if you carry on
I'm going to cum."

"I'd like to see that," replied Natalie.

It dawned on me that if I came while Natalie gave me a blowjob, then
I wouldn't be able to fuck her. In the circumstances, that might be a
good thing.

"Did you like the taste?" I asked her.

"Yes, it was like you said, a bit salty."

"Then pop the head of my cock in your mouth and suck and lick it,
and gently rub your hand up and down my cock."

Natalie followed my instructions, and I found myself getting a
blowjob from this cute preteen that was both amateurish and yet the
best blowjob I had ever had in my life. I felt the pressure
irresistibly rise in my groin, then too late for a warning a huge
throb started in the centre of my body and worked its way outwards
along my cock and into the welcoming hot little mouth. Throb after
throb my cum jetted out. After the second spurt Natalie pulled her
mouth away, gasping for breath, letting my cum splatter her chest and
breasts.

"Sorry," I gasped, "I should have warned you. That was mind-blowing."

"What is this stuff?" asked Natalie, wrinkling her nose as she
dabbed her fingers in the milky white strands and held them to her
nose.

"That's my sperm. If it meets a fertile egg, it will make a baby."

"It's not as nice as your precum. It's rather stringy and difficult
to swallow."

Natalie's hand was still on my cock, which had become flaccid after
my ejaculation.

"What's happened to your cock? It's gone soft - you can't fuck me
like that!" she protested.

"After a man ejaculates sperm, it takes a while until he's ready to
do it again," I explained.

"How long do we have to wait?" she asked.

Part of me wanted to tell her such a long time that fucking would be
out of the question, but for some reason honesty triumphed.

"About twenty minutes or so, but I know something we can do in the
meantime. Lie  back on the carpet."

Natalie lay down as I requested. I had thought I might need
something to put under her hips to raise them, but they hadn't
started to flare yet so she was well adequately raised by her boyish
buttocks. I knelt down and parted her legs wide, revealing her pussy
and the cutest little pink rosebud of an anus that I had ever seen. I
lowered my head to her pussy and kissed it all over - first along the
puffy little-girl lips, then along the slit itself. I forced my
tongue into her slit, causing Natalie to gasp. I used my fingers to
peel her open, then sucked her clitoral hood into my mouth, being
rewarded as her little button became engorged. I gave her clit a
playful little nip, causing Natalie to squeal, then traced circles
around it with my tongue, giving it a little flick with every
passing. Natalie was taking slow, deep breaths and was becoming quite
moist. I adjusted my tempo to match Natalie's breathing, which
responded by becoming faster, shallower and noisier. I felt her
muscles tense and I stopped circling to suck her clit into my mouth
again and give it another nip. Natalie squealed, then I felt her
whole body start to throb. I kept on sucking her clit until the
throbbing died away. She looked flushed and distant, and it was
several moments until she was able to collect herself.

"Wow!" was all she could gasp.

"You've just had an orgasm. Was it your first?" I asked.

"Yes, it was wonderful. I feel good when I rub my finger along my
pussy, but I never realised I could feel something that amazing."

I returned to my ministrations, ignoring Natalie's clit in case it
was too sensitive. I licked the juices from the inside of her pussy
lips, savouring the salty taste. Then I tried to penetrate her vagina
with my tongue, but met an obstruction - her hymen was still intact.
I resumed licking around the clit, and Natalie's arousal started to
grow again. I judged her clit might be ready for more attention and
tried sucking it again, and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure.
Natalie's breathing became faster and shallower again. This time I
dipped my index finger in her juices and positioned it at her cute
little pink rosebud. After one more circuit round her clit with my
tongue, I sucked the clit into my mouth again. Natalie squealed and I
pushed hard with my finger, penetrating her anal sphincter and
causing her to gasp loudly. She was very full inside, but I pushed
hard and forced the finger in up to the knuckle. Natalie gave me a
sort of worried look, but I released her clit and smiled a
reassurance at her. I continued circling her clit with my tongue,
simultaneously finger-fucking her anus. It didn't take long for
Natalie to cum again, this time bucking wildly while her anus spasmed
round my invading finger.

Natalie lay there recovering, with a rapt look on her face. I gently
extracted my finger and cleaned off the brown smears using one of the
tissues that I always carried in my bag after Tangle had a couple of
accidents when I first got her. I made my way up Natalie's slender
body, sucking up the little beads of sweat, and finally reaching her
forehead where a few wisps of stray hair were plastered.

"I've died and gone to heaven," she giggled. "Has your cock
recovered yet?"

The question took me by surprise, this girl was insatiable!

"You're a virgin," I said.

"So what?" Natalie asked.

"Your hymen is intact, and the first time you fuck it will be a bit
painful. You should save that experience for when you're with someone
you love, not a stranger you picked up in the park. I have a
suggestion which will preserve your virginity but put you ahead of
your sister."

"What's that?" asked Natalie warily.

"I could fuck your bum instead," I replied.

"But that's where I poop from, is it even possible?" she asked. "And
surely your cock is too big."

"I did it with my finger, didn't I? Well your anus will expand to
accommodate me. Haven't there been occasions when you've done a
really large shit? Surely that's larger than my cock."

"I guess so," Natalie conceded reluctantly.

"That's agreed then," I railroaded her. "I'm going to need one or
two extras, and you need to have a shit to empty yourself, so get
yourself cleaned up and get dressed and we'll make a quick visit to
the restroom."

I handed Natalie some tissues, and she giggled at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Your mouth and chin are dripping wet."

I rubbed them with a finger - they were covered with Natalie's
juices. I wiped myself with a tissue, then watched as Natalie got
dressed, pulling her white panties up her slim legs, then releasing
the elastic waistband with a ping as it reached her waist. Next the t-
shirt, over her head, covering her delightful little breasts, then
pulled down over her body. Last was the skirt, up and over her hips,
then twisted into position. I took Tangle's leash, then followed
Natalie up the side of the hollow and out of the camp. I let Natalie
lead the way back to civilisation.

"I'm a regular in this park, and you must be too. I think we'd
better have a cover story in case anyone we know spots us together,"
I suggested.

"Okay, what do you suggest?" Natalie asked.

"Let's tell them you walk Tangle for me. I think she's taken to you."

"Sounds good. May I take her?"

I handed Tangle over to Natalie, and all went fine until we reached
the lake, when Tangle started pulling strongly towards it.

"Let her," I instructed, "I think she's thirsty."

Natalie let Tangle run to the lakeside, where she started lapping up
the water greedily.

"Not too much at once, that's bad for her," I advised, and Natalie
pulled her reluctantly away.

From there we soon reached the refreshment kiosk and restrooms. The
heat of the afternoon had forced even the most enthusiastic of mums
into the shade, and the playground was deserted. Natalie went into
the ladies for a shit. When I hitched Tangle to a wastebin, I noticed
a discarded water bottle which looked clean, so I took it and went
into the men's, which was empty. I hunted around for a condom machine
but couldn't find one. I didn't particularly need the protection, but
I needed the lubrication. What else could I use? I noticed the liquid
soap dispensers - I gave one a tentative tug and found it wasn't
firmly fixed. With a mighty heave, I pulled it from the wall, and
managed to force it into my bag. Then I raided one of the cubicles
and emptied it of tissues. Finally I rinsed out the water bottle and
filled it with tap water - that was Tangle taken care of.

Back outside, there was no sign of Natalie. I waited and waited. I
hoped in vain that someone would come to use the women's restroom so
I could ask for a check on Natalie. After about 20 minutes Natalie
finally emerged, walking a little gingerly and looking flushed and
strained.

"All empty and clean for you," she announced, causing me to look
round to check that no-one had overheard.

We stopped at the refreshment kiosk, where I bought ice-creams and
sodas which we consumed on our way back to the woods.

I deliberately didn't ask Natalie what had taken her so long,
imagining that it had been a monumental effort to empty her bowels,
but once we were well away from the kiosk and out of earshot of
others, she explained.

"I occasionally suffer from constipation and my mum gives me an
enema. In the restroom I climbed on top of the washbasins and lay on
my stomach then wriggled my bum under a tap. When I turned it on, it
squirted water straight into my bum. I had to do it three times until
it came out clean. I've got my panties in a pocket because I
sometimes leak a little after an enema."

The confession had made my cock rock-hard. I imagined the water
squirting into Natalie's rectum, and my cock throbbed and my balls
churned almost to the point of spilling. My boxers felt damp with
precum. I groaned involuntarily.

"What's wrong?" asked Natalie.

"You are incredible," I said in a hoarse whisper, "I wish I could
have watched."

"We could go back," volunteered Natalie reluctantly.

I thought for a moment. I was desperate to see Natalie's self-
administered enema but I was even more desperate to relieve my aching
cock.

"Another time," I resolved.

Natalie had noticed my aching erection. She was walking normally
now, so we put on a spurt in our haste to reach the camp, making
Tangle scamper to keep up with us. Only four minutes into the woods
this time, before I recognised the tree marking the place to leave
the nature trail. However when we were forcing our way through the
undergrowth, the faster we tried to go the more the undergrowth
seemed to fight back, and we arrived at the camp panting without
having saved any further time.

Natalie immediately started shedding her clothing, but I had to see
to Tangle first. I took out the bottle of water and held it to her
mouth. She soon got the idea and gulped it down greedily.

I returned my attention to Natalie, standing naked in front of me.
Was her belly a little more rounded than previously? I shed my own
clothes, exposing my erection with the obligatory drop of precum on
the tip.

"Please may I lick off your precum?" asked Natalie.

"Carefully," I warned her.

However she went down on her knees, sucked the head of my cock into
her mouth and started licking it while pumping the shaft with her
hand. I felt my groin start to tighten so I pulled her head away,
leaving me aching with frustration.

"You nearly made me cum again, and I might have been totally spent
for the day," I admonished.

"Sorry, I just love the taste of your precum," she apologised.

"Let's get started. Get down on your hands and knees and raise your
bum high in the air," I instructed.

Natalie did as requested, giving me a perfect birds-eye view of her
cute little pink rosebud. I took the soap dispenser out of my bag.
Natalie gasped when she realised how I had obtained it.

I fired a couple of squirts of liquid soap into my palm, and rubbed
it round Natalie's anal ring. Then I fired half a dozen more squirts
and liberally coated my cock. I tested Natalie's anal ring with a
thumb, and she relaxed and let it in. I probed around and she had
indeed emptied herself. I pushed my other thumb in to join it, then
back-to-back I used the intruding thumbs to pull her wide open.
Natalie gasped, and I could just imagine the feeling as the coolness
of the outside air was allowed to enter her fiery portal. I lined up
the head of my cock and squeezed it through the gap between my thumbs
until the head was firmly embedded in Natalie's rectum, then I slid
my thumbs out.

"Are you okay," I asked her.

"Fine," she replied.

Grasping Natalie firmly by the hips, I gently forced my cock deeper
into her tight little hole. When I was in about two inches, I felt
Natalie's muscles clench down on me.

"It hurts," she said in a tiny voice.

I slowly pulled my cock out of Natalie's rectum until just the head
was embedded.

"No!" she half-shouted as she realised I was planning to pull out.
"I didn't mean it. It didn't really hurt. It just felt uncomfortable,
as though I needed to have a really big shit, and I didn't want to
mess all over you."

"That's perfectly normal, you'll feel full as your body adjusts to
my size. And don't worry about making a mess because you cleaned
yourself out," I reassured her.

"I suppose so," she conceded.

"Let's try again," I coaxed, "and when you feel a need to shit, let
me know."

"Okay."

I restarted my cock's slow journey inwards.

"I need to shit," Natalie warned me as I reached two inches again.

"Push out as hard as you can," I instructed.

Natalie gave a mighty heave as though to expel me, and at the same
time I gave a firm push and another inch of me slid in easily. I felt
Natalie's muscles clench down on me, so I stopped to give her a rest.

"Are you ok to continue?" I asked.

"Yes," Natalie replied.

I pulled my cock out until just the head was embedded, then
relubricated my cock and Natalie's anal sphincter. It was important
to keep her ring moist to prevent her tearing. Then I started slowly
pistoning with my cock, like fucking but in slow motion, and on every
inward stroke I tried to press a little deeper. I reached 3.5 inches,
then Natalie warned me she needed to shit again. I pushed in hard as
she pushed out hard and I gained a bit more distance. We had another
rest then I pulled out until just the head of my cock was embedded.
More lubrication, then I resumed the slow fucking.

Little by little I inserted my cock deeper and deeper into her
tight, fiery tube. We were both sweating from the exertion in the
heat, and I sucked up the little beads of sweat that formed on
Natalie's back. At last I achieved my goal - my belly pressing
against Natalie's cool, white buttocks, my balls pressing against her
puffy, virginal pussy lips and her anal sphincter firmly grasping the
base of my cock - I had managed to penetrate her up to the hilt.
Slowly I pulled my cock all the way out, again leaving it aching with
frustration. She had done a good job with the clean-out because there
was barely a smear on my cock.

"Is that it?" asked Natalie with obvious disappointment.

"No, that was just the preparation. Go and sit on the edge of the
armchair."

Natalie did as I requested.

"Now lie back, open your legs wide and hook your knees over the arms."

The result was that Natalie was lying there, completely open and at
just the right height.

I relubricated Natalie's anal sphincter and my cock. I hooked her
open using my thumbs again, and re-inserted the head of my cock. I
resumed my slow fucking movements, and I was soon penetrating my full
length again. I ran my fingers along Natalie's neglected pussy,
noting how wet she was, until I found her hard little button. I
started teasing it by tracing little circles around the base with my
fingertips, and I heard Natalie's breathing change as she became more
aroused. I was deliberately fucking her rectum as slowly as I could,
trying to increase my own arousal as slowly as possible without
letting it decline. Natalie's breathing showed she was getting close,
so I flicked her clit on each circle. She squealed and started
spasming in orgasm, her anal sphincter rhythmically clenching round
my cock.

All through Natalie's orgasm and afterwards, I continued my slow
fucking. I accidentally touched Natalie's clit straight after her
orgasm, and she jumped. Obviously it was too sensitive and needed to
rest. I resumed circling my fingertips around the base, and Natalie's
breathing changed as her arousal started to grow again. I felt my own
climax start to grow even though I hadn't changed my rhythm. I
resumed flicking Natalie's clit on every circle, and as I felt
Natalie's second orgasm break, I thrust in hard all the way.
The rhythmical squeezing of the base of my cock pulled me over the
edge too, and I jetted spurt after spurt of sperm into Natalie's
rectum.

"Ooh, I can feel you squirting deep inside me," she revealed.

Natalie's orgasm died first. Mine continued for quite a while. Even
after my cock had started to shrink, my cock continued to fire off
occasional dry spurts.

At last my orgasm died away completely, and my cock slid out of
Natalie's rectum, a lot more easily than its entrance had been.
Natalie continued to lie there with a distant look on her face while
she recovered. Her anal sphincter looked angry and red but it hadn't
torn despite taking the full girth of my cock. I cleaned off my cock
using tissues.

"My bum feels a bit sore, but it was worth it," said Natalie, when
she was able to talk again.

"I bet that's something your sister hasn't done yet," I said
tauntingly.

I handed Natalie some tissues, and she cleaned herself up then
started to dress.

"What time are you expected home?" I asked, hoping our protracted
bout of anal sex wouldn't get Natalie into trouble.

"A long time yet. I don't have to be home until my mum gets home
from work. My sister's supposed to be looking after me but she
doesn't care when she's with her boyfriend."

I too got dressed, then gave Tangle some more water.

"Do you still want to watch me in the restroom?" asked Natalie.

I had thought my cock was spent for the day, but it found a few
jerks of life from somewhere.

"I feel a bit squidgy inside, and I wouldn't mind another rinse,"
she explained.

"Yes please, I'd love that. I noticed the kiosk had cameras for
sale. Would you mind if I photographed you?"

Natalie was obviously a little reluctant because she wrinkled her
cute little nose while she considered.

"Do you promise that nobody else will see the pictures?"

"Absolutely, just you and me."

"Okay, I guess I owe you something for the fucking."

I made an exaggerated bow.

"The pleasure was entirely mine, madam."

This made Natalie laugh, and relaxed her again.

I left the soap dispenser and a pile of tissues in the camp since
there was no reason to carry them back with us. We clambered out of
the camp and made our way back to civilisation.

The refreshment kiosk was just about to close as we arrived. I
bought us a couple more sodas and a disposable camera with built-in
flash that was on display on the back wall. There was something else
I wanted that wasn't on display.

"You don't happen to sell tampons, do you?" I asked the woman behind
the counter, trying to choke back my embarrassment.

"For your daughter, are they?" the woman asked, bending down to reach
something from the shelf under the counter. "You'd be surprised at
how many of these I sell," she added, as she handed over a small box.

Natalie and I sat and drank our sodas while the woman closed up the
kiosk and left. Although the afternoon sun was losing its strength,
it was still very hot and I wondered whether there might have been
more trade later on when it was cooler. However, for the moment the
park was deserted.

After we finished our sodas and I had given Tangle some more water,
Natalie went to the women's restroom. A short time later she re-
emerged to signal that it was empty, so I joined her with Tangle. I
bolted the entrance from the inside so we couldn't be disturbed and
tied Tangle to the door.

Like the men's, there was a row of white ceramic washbasins, each
with a container of liquid soap and a chrome mixer tap. However the
place seemed much cleaner and the d�cor more feminine, with a
delicate floral scent pervading the air. Natalie unfastened her skirt
and slid it off over her legs, leaving her naked from the waist down.
My cock became hard again. Natalie approached the middle washbasin
and turned on the tap, adjusting the temperature of the water.
Grasping the tap firmly, she prepared to clamber up onto the
washbasin.

"Stop there and bend over," I instructed.

I photographed Natalie bent over the washbasin, her beautiful bare
pussy and abused anal rosebud, now red and inflamed, framed by her
boyish white buttocks and shapely, tanned thighs. Click! Then I took
her left hand and manoeuvred it between her legs, using her fingers
to prise her pussy lips wide open. Click! I had a beautiful photo of
her intact hymen.

"Okay, carry on." 

Natalie clambered onto the washbasin, then twisted round till she
was sideways. She carefully lowered herself onto her stomach so that
she was lying across three washbasins. My straining erection was
getting painful, so I unfastened my fly and released my cock. A drop
of precum had formed at the eye.

Natalie wriggled across the washbasins towards the wall and the tap,
then reaching behind her, she grasped her farthest buttock firmly in
her hands and squashed it as flat as she could, squeezing it
underneath the end of the tap. She released the buttock, leaving the
end of the tap pressing into her bum-crack. A bit more wriggling to
adjust her position, then Natalie winced as the end of the tap
pressed against her sore anal sphincter. Click, I took another
photograph! Natalie relaxed her anal sphincter and the end of the tap
disappeared inside her. Click, another photograph.  

Natalie reached back again and turned on the tap. I couldn't see
anything happening, but I could hear water flowing through the pipes
and I could feel the tap vibrating slightly as the water passed
through. Strain and concentration were etched on Natalie's face.
After a while she reached back again and turned the tap off.

"I'm full," she announced, relaxing, then she noticed my exposed,
straining cock and the large drop of precum on the end. "Can I lick
off your precum please?"

I squeezed sideways between two washbasins so that Natalie's mouth
could reach my cock. She popped the head into her mouth and started
sucking and licking.

"Steady, I'm going to cum," I tried to warn her, but it was too late
and my cock fired four jets of sperm into Natalie's mouth. I was
pretty depleted after the afternoon's activities and this time
Natalie was able to swallow it all. My cock went soft and I knew I
was totally spent, but it still felt nice having my flaccid cock
sucked and licked so I didn't tell Natalie.

I reached behind Natalie and turned the tap on again. Natalie's eyes
widened with surprise, but she didn't protest or stop sucking my
cock. I reached into the middle washbasin, and placed the palm of my
hand under Natalie's t-shirt and up onto her distended belly, feeling
the weight. Her skin was surprisingly cool.

Feeling lower, I reached Natalie's hard little button and fiery,
moist pussy. She was getting very aroused. Using a fingertip, I
traced little circles round the base of her clit. I could tell from
her breathing that she about to cum so I flicked her clit. Unable to
squeal with my cock in her mouth, Natalie made a guttural noise deep
in her throat and started cumming. I continued to tease her clit and
she continued to cum. She was unable to buck her hips, being
transfixed by the tap onto the washbasins, but I could see the waves
of muscle spasms coursing through her body. To my surprise I felt my
semi-erect cock produce two more weak jets of sperm, swallowed by
Natalie, before becoming flaccid again. Still the water was flowing
into Natalie's rectum, still I kept teasing her clit and still she
kept cumming. At last she let my cock slip from her mouth.

"I can't...," she croaked, and then she fainted.

I reached back and turned the tap off. I ran some lukewarm water
into a washbasin and gently bathed Natalie's face. Gradually she
revived.

"My stomach hurts," she whispered.

"Okay," I said, signalling an end to our activities.

She pressed her far buttock down and eased it under the end of the
tap and free. Carefully she swivelled round until she was sitting on
the edge of the middle washbasin. As she used her arms to slowly lower 
herself, I got an amazing photograph of Natalie's slim frame,
stretched and straining as she lowered herself, contrasting with the
huge bulge of her grotesquely distended belly.

Half-crouching, half-running, Natalie rushed to the nearest cubicle
and slammed the door shut. Shortly after there was a loud liquid
explosion, as water burst from her rectum into the bowl. Three more
times I heard liquid explosions, then a couple of loud, rasping
farts. I heard toilet paper being pulled, and I guessed Natalie was
just about done. I took her skirt and held it over the door of the
cubicle.

"Thank you," she called.

Natalie flushed the toilet and emerged, looking pale and groggy.
After she had washed and dried her hands, I held out a tampon.

"Do you know what this is?" I asked.

"It's a tampon. We did them at school and my sister uses them."

At that point I suspected that Natalie's sister might be rather
older. It now seemed stupid, but I had sort of assumed they were the
same age. I decided not to press it.

"If you stick it up your bum, it will prevent any accidents and you
can wear your panties. Just make sure the string doesn't show, and
flush it down the toilet when you take it out so your mum doesn't
find it."

"Thanks," said Natalie, taking the tampon.

She bent over towards me, inserting the tampon into her anus by
feel. Then she took her panties out of her pocket and pulled them up
her legs, underneath her skirt and over her hips. After the
afternoon's activities I was surprised at her attempts at modesty,
because I had already seen everything.

A quick look out of the door, to check the coast was clear, and we
made our escape from the restroom. It was still hot and Natalie and I
sat on the grass, holding on to Tangle's leash and frequently petting
her when she demanded attention. Natalie's colour returned, and she
started to look a bit livelier. She looked at her watch.

"I guess I'd better be going soon. My mum will be home from work
shortly and I ought to be there when she gets home."

We swapped postal and e-mail addresses and made promises about the
photographs and Tangle and a possible rematch. Natalie only lived a
couple of streets away from me, so despite her protestations that she
was fully recovered, I walked with her to the end of her street, then
watched as she walked to her house and went inside.

What an afternoon it had turned out to be.


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