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Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 01

By: BeamMeUp



If you met her you'd swear that angelic-faced little Katie was kidding you about her 'in the mind' image problem. That is, until you see the sight of the sexy looking 4ft. 7in. pocket princess step out of her gleaming new BMW Z8 sports car and you realise that being tiny can have its advantages.

Thanks to her 50 year-old filthy rich Uncle Zach the entrancingly pretty but not so bright exhibitionist teenager got the luxury car for her 18th birthday when he delivered on a promise that he'd come good with something special on her birthday especially if she came good for him at the same time.

He didn't tell her what it would be just to drive her wild wondering, but she must have been really good for him to think of a luxury car in the first place when it could have been anything else. He's told her she's got to get a job without wasting any time now that she's finished her school days, albeit with 'fail' stamped all over her final report.

*Author's note: Before I take you to her latest attempt to find a job, let's just flash back a few weeks ago to when she went to her uncle's penthouse to get her birthday surprise, even though she had to wait two weeks after her birthday because he was out of town at the time. You can be the proverbial fly on the wall.

By the way, she wasn't called little Katie for being big. She had to wear the jibes about being the school's shortest student and one smart arse even said she should sue the council for building the roads so close to her bum. 

She knows she doesn't have the allure of the taller, bustier chicks most men go for and it's why she developed a penchant for being somewhat provocative to make men notice her. Dressing today for the occasion she wants to make herself look super sexy for Uncle Zach because he believes in her and he's a big spender, a bachelor to boot, so she can feel right going there today in a very flirtatious mood.

Relatively speaking she feels he's relatively sexy anyway with his towering 6ft. 2in. frame built like an oak tree with his muscled arms and legs. And he can carry her easily under one arm.

Katie looks at her naked frame in the bathroom mirror -- the contrast to Uncle Zach's masculine might is unmistakeable with her comparatively little build, his shoulders so broad and strong, her shoulders narrow by women's standards; his chest so big, her chest not so with her tiny tits just the size of firm tennis balls made provocative by the way her rosy pink and seemingly oversize swollen puffy nipples jut out like pencil point mini mountain peaks. 

If she had to score points for her bust she'd go bust but if she had to score points for the points of her bust she'd be well in front. At the back end though, her bottom is tops with the perfect balance of supple flesh nicely rounded and squeezable so there's no ifs about her butt.

Damn the knockers who think she's not seductive because Katie likes her big knobs and she wants a man to feel the same because in the mirror they stand out demonstrably despite her otherwise pocket-sized form. She's painted an edible lacquer all over her the uplifted areolas that make them glossy and a deeper pink. Her opaque black long sleeved silk shirt allows the captivating twin puffy nipples to push against the frail fabric and her sleek thigh high polyester mini-skirt falls just a mere inch down from the inside tops of her shiny smooth legs. She wants to be 'legs-actly' sure her uncle knows that she's worth every bit of his attention.

Underneath she dons her favourite translucent thong that barely covers her bare vulva with its generously formed outer labia giving the impression that while she's generally smaller than women larger than her, in the pussy department her deportment is right up there with the better looking ones. After touching up her blond fringe and ponytail and adding gloss to her full lips she straps up her five-inch high platform shoes to make her feel taller and heads out the door to hail a taxi cab.

Arriving at Uncle Zach's penthouse she throws her arms around him the moment he opens the door in a white knee length towelling robe. A young lady old enough to know better and looking so comely does not need to wonder what that bulky object is pressing upright against her torso if a man's pleased enough to see her.

"Uncle Zach I'm so excited, I've waited so long for this," she purrs as they embrace. "I couldn't believe that you had to be away on my most important birthday, I thought I'd be getting a big surprise there and then and you forgot, you naughty you."

"I'm here now and we're going to make it a late birthday celebration you'll never forget," he says in a 007 secret service kind of extra curricula commanding quiet voice. "You're looking quite a gal now," he says giving her a playful pat on the tail. 

"It's so groovy of you to think of me like this," she beams and they kiss as his strong hands pull her lightweight body tightly against his bulk. While some things can get hard in a moment a kiss is hardly a kiss without the dart of a tongue. They hug again and just for good measure he lifts her off her feet and pulls her into his body so that her mini skirt rides up slightly. 

His swollen phallus just so happens to be level with the very tops of her thighs as his big hands wrap around her posterior with his ulterior motive of pressing her softness against his hardness, and it works. Her kiss tells him she can feel how he feels about her.

Zach walks her over to his well- stocked bar where he beckons her to put her hands around the balloon shaped glass to properly warm the cognac he pours for her with a wink of the eye. 

After 15 minutes gossiping he tosses her a daring skin tight one-piece pale blue coloured silk cat suit to change into for him. "I want to see you hiding behind this flimsy veil thing I picked up by sheer good fortune thinking of how it would look on you."

"Oooh this looks naughty," she carols. "Is this what you had saved up for my big day?"

"No, I saved up something else but it's sure going to make me feel better for forking out on the real birthday present, now go and put it on."

Katie emerges from the bathroom minutes later making his gasp.

"You little beauty," he gesticulates with a soft hand clap. "That's a perfect looking fit you look so utterly ravishing. Come closer my little pussy cat."

Katie stands in front of him and spins around and then very slowly turns in a full circle for him to judge her again, her breasts that miniscule all he notices is the way the big tips of them stand out against the sheerest of fabrics as noticeable as a searchlight beacon on a pitch black dark night.

The sheerness of the Thai-made garment pulls snugly into the crevice of her behind and from the front he groans again at the way the second skin wraps itself third-dimensionally over a 'purry' nice pussy. She can see him gawking and this is Katie at her exhibitionist best with one hand on her hip and the other behind her ear in a teasingly naughty gesture. 

"Ten out of ten," he awards her with a careless lick of his chops. Katie smiles saucily at him, knowing that for someone so minute it takes less than a minute to be able to wrap a man so big around her little finger.

"Try imagining me on the catwalk at a fashion show," she giggles. "Oh well, an audience of one is better than none," she laughs and her bright white teeth sparkle.

The mini parade over she sits beside him and drapes an arm around his broad shoulders while she pecks him on the cheek. "You know I never want to let you down, I never could, you're the best uncle in the world," she purrs and her skirt rides up to the very tops of her thighs.

"I've got to admit it's been a long time coming until today but at my age it's nice to know you've still got a soft spot for me," he replies laconically.

"Oh but I always will..." she breathes in his ear..."not just because you've got more money than you know where or how to spend it, but because I love you, you're so macho. Uncle Zach you make me feel so protected against you... I just love being your little pocket princess," she coos as she delicately slides an exploring hand beneath the white bathrobe. The flat palm moves gingerly over the bulk of an eight and a half inch hunk of manhood stretching into fuller shape inside his designer jocks.Her brain sends a message to her nether regions and her pulse quickens.

Katie pecks him on the cheek again making him pull back in mock surprise. "Is that all it's worth, just a peck on the cheek? You can do better than that if you want to..."

"I'm just teasing," she replies as she pulls aside his robe to expose his manliness with only the white Lycra briefs on. Throwing him an innocent expression she pulls the top of his jocks downwards slowly and surely with seductive intent and his thickening erection pops out like a jack in the box. 

"Oh my god, just look at it," she swoons, "just look at it."

Katie looks him in the eye with mock surprise. "How much does this thing weigh? Mmm...now I can see what you've been hiding from me all these years." 

She grips it tightly as she leans over to his face in his slumped position and brings her face level so he can feel the body heat of a hot older teenager exploring boundaries with full intention of trespassing.

"Oh it's so big," she breathes, enraptured by its weapon-like status. "You've no idea how much I wanted to even just look at it. I'd go to bed at night and work myself up imagining what it could be like to have something big like this working away inside me..."

"Well now you know what it looks like all you need now is to get the thrust of it," he jokes.

"I will, I mean you will won't you?" she asks as she moves into a closer snuggling position.

"It's going to be a long night let's take our time," says the big man.

He feels the tip of her tongue wetting the sensitive membranes just inside his ear and hot breathing, her soft,sensuous, femme fatale kind of voice......"I want you to ravish me today big daddy."

Zach groans and with her hand encircled around his rock hard erection she slides her clasped fingers up and down the shaft with only light pressure. Her cheeky tongue penetrates his lips, swirling around like a snake in the grass and like a mongoose he grabs it tightly to hold it captive long enough to hear her give a soft moan. Mouths tightly pressed against each other, passion mounting,he feels both her hands working on him below.

Their tongues wrestle and twist about, holding, biting, letting go, sucking and sliding, their mouths totally closed against each other, two people groaning softly. He's thinking that such birthdays ought to come more often and in her mind all she's thinking of is what it could feel like to have his trunk-like boner thrusting mercilessly inside her while she's helpless on her back and his dominating 6ft 2 in. frame over her. 

Suddenly Zach pulls away and shakes his head..."Dammit gal you're so fucking hot you'll make me cum in my lap if you keep it up, where did you learn to kiss like that?" 

Her glossed lips move to his lower regions and she hops off the couch to kneel between his knees, pulling his underpants down his legs and over his feet so nothing's in the way. His bigness, not just being broad and tall but being so well endowed excites her. Katie's always had a thing in her curious mind about older men that she likes to look up to them. It doesn't matter how old they are she thinks they must have so much knowledge stored in their heads by being twenty to forty years older that surely they must be better lovers than young bucks of her generation who are probably all action without the style. And she thinks that the older they are the younger they want to get -- if they can get away with it.

She doesn't mind looking up to her uncle or think twice about the 32 years difference from her kneeling position on the floor. She happens to know that he didn't just invite her over to give her a gift without taking some liberty with her after years of watching the exotic transformation of her youth to her new found adulthood. 

There's something about females that no man ever needs to teach for some reason or other; it's how to work their mouths around a perfectly poised penis being such naturals as though they were born to know. Being a natural prick teaser Katie can build lust that lasts longer and she's got Zach right where she wants him. 

Very slowly her tongue moves over and around his big testicles, sucking on them in turn and intermittently licking the full length underside of his erection and making him squirm as he looks down at her doing it.

She stops for a moment just to smile at him and blow him a whimsical kiss. "Oh my god don't stop now, let me give you a mouthful, get your mouth around it ..." he begs.

"Naughty Uncle Zach, you should know that beggars can't be choosers, you must be thankful for what you get. If you want me to go harder to bring you off you'd better talk dirty to me, I'd like to feel slutty for you since we're family it can't be a romantic interlude. What would mum say?"

He groans as her lips encircle the sensitive end of his rock hard erection and she draws back tantalisingly. "Fuck Katie, I ought to strip you naked, tie you down on the mattress and have you stretched hands and feet to the four corners of the bed, put a blindfold on you and pour a jar of honey over those pointy ends of your boobs and your hairless pussy and invite some of those middle-aged men you told me you used to tease in the shopping centres to come in and lick you dry."

"Mmm" she murmurs, "mmm, I'd like that; keep me in the dark with a blindfold and those dirty old men leering at me naked after they catch me for acting suggestive in my mini skirt and tiniest thong the way I did; do you have their phone numbers?"

"Yes I do and I know they'd all want to fuck you, all three of them at once. Can you imagine it? Front door, back door, attic door all at the same time and you can't see which one's giving it to you the best."

Oh she's imagining it all right; too right she is as she stops rolling her tongue in every direction around his sensitive glans and gets the perfect pressure with her lips around it, her head bobbing about eagerly and making him groan more rapidly. Katie can tell he won't hold out much longer the way she's doing it twisting it around in her mouth and the way he's inhaling and exhaling more noisily. 

She's got him like a puppet on a string as she clasps one hand around his tighter than ever testicles with soft squeezes and works her mouth like a machine to bring it on.

Inwardly, Katie's an erotic creature and, like many horny women, the whispers, sounds and thoughts of suggestive dirty talk makes her imagination let go and it's game on. The masculinity of his fully primed penis - so huge compared to her own clitoral erection - fascinates her no end and it's a battle for control -- her control over it or its control over her. Katie's fingers are dry but inside she's wet as the intensity of working him up to make him cum stimulates her mind to racetrack speed. And so is his blood pressure as he gulps air non-stop like a racehorse rounding the bend and going full stretch to the finish post. 

Just as she's imagining those three men taking her greedily in every which way Zach stiffens and arches off the couch with a loud mournful sounding groan. She's ready for it and takes the first big burst straight down to the back of her tongue and before she can consider the taste his other jettisons aren't as well directed so that they land around her mouth and chin making her lick it up,blinking in case there's more coming. He watches her wipe her mouth and smile sweetly like a self-respecting female should after innocently getting down and dirty to do that so well.

"Oh my god, that was more than I expected, but it was good," she purrs looking every bit the feisty feline in her see-through cat suit.

"I've been saving it up," he confesses. "I get better with age like good wine."

Finally calm again. "Oh geeeezus you're good Katie, you'd bring a dead man back to life doing that. I'm so glad my sister's your mother."

He gives her a peck on the point of her nose and pulls his undies up again. Katie helps him tuck his pride and joy back in like a clucky hen. "I know," she quips. "That was just to let you know how good I am and since you think I could bring a dead man back to life I'm hoping you mention me in your will just in case I can't bring you back to life if you ever get too excited to handle me." 

"What, not my last will and testament? I haven't even done a first one yet! Listen you little sweet bunch of honey drops I'll have you know I don't intend kicking the bucket for a long, long while but if I have to go one day I hope it's because of a damn good fuck and not getting hit by a bus.

"Listen, it's your birthday and so far I'm the one getting the goodies, how about I take you down to my car in the basement where I've been hiding your birthday present in the glove box? Oh, and better get changed again we don't want to bump into any dear old ladies to get the wrong impression about me. There are one or two old ladies a few floors down I ran into before that think I'm the ants' pants."

They take the high speed elevator to the basement without stopping for any little old ladies and he's got Katie thinking he's got something put aside for her in the glove box of his car.

They get out of the elevator and walk towards his shiny black 12 cylinder Mercedes CL600 and Katie goes ahead to make out she's opening the door for him. 

"Wrong car," he shouts lightly.

"No it isn't, this is yours, of course it is I know the number plate," she argues back.

"Yes but it's still the wrong car; I came down here to show you your car, not mine. Look behind you kid."

Katie wheels around and seems stunned as she looks at the fire engine red BMW Z8 looking so sporty and sporting the number plate KatieHF.

"That's it kiddo," the cheeky red car, it's all yours baby."

Katie never expected anything as big a surprise as this -- jewellery maybe, a wardrobe of new clothes maybe but a flashy luxury car?

"Wow! Wow! Whee! A BMW that's unbelievable," she shrieks and squeezes him tightly. Just as well it wasn't in the wrong place it was that tight. 

"Oh Uncle Zach I could eat you all up again and again this is so fantastic, I'll give you the best time in bed ever for this and any time you want me after that."

They get inside and she takes the wheel with him reminding her to go easy as it's a powerful 394- horsepower sexy grunt machine. She won't need her lights on high beam at night, her eyes light up just as good.

"Did you see the number plate?"

"No, I was just too star struck, why?"

"Get out and have a look kiddo."

Katie does and there it is 'KATIE HF.' She jumps back into the driver's seat again excited like a youngster unwrapping Christmas presents after Santa Claus came by.

"Hey that's real cool having my name on the number plate but what's the HF mean?"

"It's an acronym -- letters that stand for two words," he grins. 

"I don't understand any clues?"

"Not telling except to say it describes my sexy little niece down pat."

Katie frowns, thinking to herself, and after a protracted silence she bursts into a giggle.

"Oh Uncle Zach you are so, so terrible, you're the one who's hot, I'll just pretend it means high five if anyone ever asks me."

The BMW tickles Katie's fancy big time with a real burble sporty exhaust note as she drives it out of the basement and away they go for a half-hour spin, Katie almost running up the back of a Mafia- looking dark windows black stretch limousine when it crosses into her lane without her calculating the extra length of the vehicle.

It leads her great protector to remind to her she mustn't forget that some things are longer than others even when they could look the same. When they return to his luxury pad half an hour later Katie gives him an impatient look. With a dig in the ribs she points upstairs. "Weren't you going to show me something in the master's chambers?"


Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 01



"Oh yes! Like Meatloaf said himself...you took the words right outa my mouth."

She mocks him with a quick peck on the end of his nose. "I have a recollection sir that on my 18th celebration you wanted to do something that I might like. Hmm? They laugh spontaneously and Katie leaves the keys to the BMW on the coffee table as Zach holds out his arm and she takes it like a bridal daughter being walked to the altar by her father as they head up the staircase to the master bedroom. 

He picks her up and sits her in his lap facing him on a big velvet bedroom chair to firstly lick all over her lacquered big puffy nipples before he puts his mouth over them entirely.

Katie likes the way he suckles her going from one elongated mound to the other back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth - his slippery tongue sliding across and over and around the upraised knobs and his teeth gently tugging on her erect nipples until he can feel her getting more aggressive with her stroking of his hair, her body heat warming up.

"Uncle Zach I want you to ravish me; I've waited so long for this you can do anything you like," she pleads.

"But I'm your uncle, I know it sounds nice to keep it in the family but if you want me to get downright dirty with you how about I make out I'm someone else so I can get extra dirty then it's not incest is it?"

No need to go to her clitoris to prepare her for his big dick as many a man might think he should because Zach can turn her on like crazy just whispering in her ear and priming her for the main course. He switches her mind off him and to what's happening in the guise of someone she'd normally never let touch her.

"Oh just do it," Katie implores."Please don't make me wait another day...you can be one of those dirty old men I told you about who were trying to crack on to me when I started going for the jobs, the ones that thought I was desperate, especially the man at the cabins hire place he was a shocker."

"You want some beauty and the beast stuff, some young and old submission eh?" he grins.

Katie says nothing but pulls his face closer and plants a hot kiss on his mouth. 

"Do you know who you're kissing?" he groans between them taking air as they kiss deep and long. 

"I'm the lecherous slob you refused to sleep with when I offered you the housemaid job at my holiday cabins last week. You sneaky little fuck you made a goat of me trying on that negligee just to suck me in... and you took off...well you're back where you started right where I want you in my cabin. This time you little pipsqueak I'm going to suck your hot sexy gob-stoppers. Talk about the young and the restless I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

Katie can't resist the fantasy of something happening that shouldn't be happening and she squeals back, "Oh please don't put that big cock in me mister, it's like a barge pole and I'm only ...."

"Aha! You were going to say schoolgirl you little lying bitch," Zach the cabins park man grunts in her face as he literally tears her clothes of her with Katie making out she's struggling. 

"Oh please don't do me," she pleads in style. "I'll let you take all the rude photos of me that you like if you save that big thing for someone else; I've never been with a man before."

"Ha! Pull my other leg," he laughs. "But yeah I will take some nice pictures of you come to think of it -- thanks for the idea, a bonus for me offering you the job in the first place."

"But mister I've never had anything in me like that -- I'm too small for something that big."

The cabin man laughs again. "Tell me a story, tell me a story, tell me a story before I go to bed....listen you little wannabe, by the time I get you warmed up you'll be wishing my big cock was even bigger once you feel it going between your sexy young thighs. Now get over here on the floor face down I want to watch you fingering yourself until you cum. I've got a camera right ready so lift that cheeky young arse up a bit...yeah, that's it, spread that leg across a bit more so I can see your hands coming from under you...and use two hands and more than one finger," he grunts as though he really means it. And he does.

Two men step back both and watch her lustily -- Zach and the man he's making out he is when he's not. Not that Katie cares; there could be a grandstand of men watching the way she's getting turned on and she wouldn't care she gets that hot. 

She gives him a great display imagining he's filming her for his lurid porn collection, twitching about face down on the floor. If Zach thinks she's acting, he'll never catch her in the act because she's not acting; she's totally turned on feeling so raunchy he should blush. She works her body to one side a bit to change the angle and varying from one to all fingers at a time getting them jammed in up to her knuckles, holding and twisting about until mind over matter makes her lose control and she orgasms with long moans.

"That's a good show you put on honey, I'll get personal now," says the lecherous cabin man seeing her accommodating his dirty wish. "You need to be fucked for doing that in front of me," he admonishes sternly. 

"I have house rules for house maids about decency in this place and too bad I caught you out lying down on the job playing with yourself. Now get on your back."

"Oh no, please it's too big I can't, you can't, please put it away," she begs Oscar nomination style.

Rather than put it away he straddles her chest showing her up close and more personal the brute- looking rock hard erection he's got for her, tapping the head of it against her half parted lips.

"Oh my god you can't put that in me, it won't fit," but try as she may he's not having any of her excuses. 

"All right you little street slut or whoever you say you are I'll show you something, I'll show you that pussy was made for my big cock. Shut your eyes."

Zach grabs a toy he's had ready for Katie for this occasion. He holds the 10-inch vibrator that's shaped similar to an erect penis against her clitoris and flicks the switch that sends the vibration impulses through her most sensitive organ right back to her brain.

"Okay you little smarty pants if I can get this into you it proves you wrong." It doesn't take long before she's imagining eyes shut that she's helpless in the clutches of the lecher from the cabin park as she feels helpless with him sliding the rippled thick object between her invitingly wet lips. Zach watches as her moistened opening gives way so readily to the pushing action as he presses the penile invader in all the way to its hilt so she's got the maximum nine inches long and two and a half inches thick vibrating hardness inside her. 

The moment Katie feels it -- she's only ever secretly tried decent sized bananas in the past unbeknown to those who know her - she gasps quietly and twitches her body impatiently. he's making the best of it as he slides the big silicon sex toy and its full bore shuddering vibrations in an out, in and out, in and out of her bare pussy gathering momentum and making her hips roll a few inches left and right on her shapely backside. 

The broad girth of the ribbed vibrator stretches her inner labia wonderfully wide and the size of it pushes her outer labia out as he watches, and watches, and watches until his loins ache. It's an erotically suggestive sight for a man of any age to be seeing this up close as it tells so much especially when she can be whatever, whoever whenever and however he wants her to be in his mind. 

Zach isn't the slightest bit romantic as much as he has tender feelings for his prized niece. "See I told you you're not too small for me to fuck you," he chastises. "If I can get this in you so easily you must want my cock real bad."

Katie's heard enough from Zach, he's got her soaked below making her feel she's really in the clutches of the salaciously sexed-up grub in track pants and singlet across town. She's now a wanton woman wanting it -- the real thing, hot rock hard male muscle meat in the shape of no end.

Zach carries her to his kingside bed where she gets it on her back, on her side; face down wheelbarrow style and upright bouncing, skewing about, leaning back and forwards pushing hard on the joy stick with her at the steering wheel for a change of direction, standing up against the wall, and upside down anal for good measure. It all lasted three hours with breaks so he could recover and go again.

Uncle Zach's big dong might well have started out as a force to be reckoned with but he sure finished up a spent force, both he and Katie near exhausted -- after all, it was a long time coming. 

FAST FORWARD - Catching up from the past, at this very time Katie's chasing up an interesting job offer after being knocked back by more than 20 would-be employers in the past two weeks. She thinks it's her perennial problem looking too small, short or youngish for them to take her seriously.

Perhaps flunking her final school exams were merely coincidental considerations? 

Uncle Zach showed her the adult classified advert and thought it was worth checking out since Katie always dreamed of being some kind of a fashion model. Of course, being a natural exhibitionist is one thing but fashion models are usually tall, sophisticated, statuesque and often top of their class if only in deportment. Little Katie finished school at the bottom of her class and in height would only stand about level with the chest of the fashion models kind she'd love to emulate. 

She's about to meet a very sophisticated businesswoman called Lana who runs the 'Cherished Companions Come to You' family-friendly get together service after Katie rang the advertised phone number.

The office turns out to be located right behind and part of a fancy hot pink beauty salon in uptown main street where the rents are staggeringly high so Katie figures that they must be doing okay. Well, more chance they'll not want to put her off she thinks if they could put her on in the first place.

Meeting tall shapely business operator Lana is intimidating for the young hopeful from the moment they set eyes on each other and exchange names. In an instant Katie freezes inside as she sizes up the commanding sight of the six feet tall statuesque figure of a buxom and elegantly attired woman of about 35. In that opening moment, the time when your one to three minutes is enough for the other person to find something to criticise about you, Katie's earlier optimism sinks.

Katie's always been confident -- even cocky -- in front of her uncle because she knows he accepts her size and they get on well, but in front of strangers it's a new challenge.

The sophisticated voice over the phone earlier is matched by the physical image of the boss woman -- confidently poised and handsome with her long black hair flowing over tanned bare shoulders wearing a low cut black dress designed to set off her well-endowed equally tanned fulsome firm breasts that sit up provocatively without support. Her voice is penetratingly calm and direct.

And facing this Cleopatra kind of woman is little Katie looking every bit juvenile by comparison with her virtuous looking face and matching physical dimensions. She may well be cloaked in an ambience of innocence but as she stands before her prospective employer a shiver runs through her spine as she wonders what the other woman is wondering when their eyes meet.

The first job is always the hardest job to win and because of Lana's dominating height, assuredness, elegant style and on home territory cute little Katie might as well have stayed home. 

It's not the BMW driving young teen's diminutive body that the businesswoman notices first and foremost, it's her face.

"You aren't what I expected," Lana commences as she closes the door and Katie feels as though she is shrinking further on the spot. "Do you have your proof of age with you, I must see it now."

Katie hands her the month-old driver's licence on which it states 18 in big letters.

"Do you know someone at the motor registry to get this through the system? 

"Sorry, what do you mean? What are you talking about?"

"Your appearance...you must have a relative or a friend that got you this ID because you my dear young lady don't appear anything like what it says on this driver's licence. Look, I've got a business to run that must be complicit with the law on how old a person must be to do our kind of work."

Katie feels shattered, not knowing what to say.

"This is me," what you see is what you get, I don't know anybody at the motor registry, I'm like I am because when I was born I was tiny and young looking," Katie replies with a nervous shrug of her narrow shoulders.

The lady boss smiles.

That's cute young lady and I think you're very cute. I damn well wish I could believe you."

"Oh but you can, you have to believe me because all the others didn't and I need to work," she implores.

"Others? Are you going to modelling agencies hoping to get work?"

"No, just this place, the other places were employers looking for office juniors, even the burger joints knocked me back saying I should try again when I finish school. Lana looks at her studiously and says nothing for 10 seconds that seem like 10 minutes. 

"Frankly I can't blame them, that's what I thought when you walked in the door, if you had not shown me your driver's licence I wouldn't be taking the discussion any further. Of course I'm taking your word that it's not forged by someone clever enough to do that. "

"I'm just out of school; I don't know anybody with that kind of influence so...." 

Lana cuts her short.

"I saw you stepping out from behind the wheel of that expensive looking car parked on the kerb outside so you must know someone with influence to have that."

"Oh that's my bachelor Uncle Zach; he gave it to me for my 18th birthday."

"Well, well, well, lucky you. You seem well set up already, why the need for a job?

"I was told by my uncle I had to get a job real fast once I left school and not rely on him being wealthy."

"The car? 

"Oh, that's his promise when I turned 18 I'd get it if I was good. My father died when I was younger and my Uncle Zach took over running things financially a lot to help mum. He promised me the car only if I was good because mum had a lot of problems with me misbehaving...showing off sort of...and he had the job of straightening me out." 

"You must have been very good -- that's at least a $150,000 thank you for good behaviour."

"Oh but he didn't just give it to me like that I had to earn it," Katie naively explains, "By being good I mean." 

The tall woman puts her hand to her chin and just stares at Katie as if she's trying to fathom something. "I wish I was sure about you; look, I'll have to look for myself," she says stepping over to the job applicant to unbutton her blouse and gesture for Katie to slip out of her clothes.

"Everything off please, we don't have secrets here. If you want me to take you seriously as a potential model I'm sorry I have to see you in the flesh." 

"What? Am I supposed to get undressed just to get a job? That's what the man from the holiday cabins for hire place wanted me to do when I thought he said I looked meticulous but it turned out he said delicious."

Lana laughs off her weak protest.

"Young lady, we are in the business of employing professional models -- mature age to us is minimum 18 and the job relies on us making sure our models meet a required standard in their appearance, and of course, the more erotic looking the better because we are in the business of delivering fantasy dreams to our clients."

Katie winces but feels she has no alternative, but at least the door is shut so it's private enough. She stands there shivering inside but looking hot on the outside, her inexperience no option but to be put into the hands of an experienced glamour puss boss lady.

Lana's immediate reaction is to smile approvingly as she sets eyes on Katie's tiny firm breasts and the way the swollen broad puffy areolas are shaped erotically to perky points. 

"This is beautiful." she hums to herself. "You're very small all over compared to our other girls but I must say I'm impressed because you have qualities that they don't possess. I'm going to ask my partner Angelo what he makes of you."

Lana picks up the phone and dials a number to reach him in the adjoining beauty salon saying 'you must come and look at this rather spunky young woman applying for the job we advertised and tell me if you think she's ideal."

Lana tells Katie not to be embarrassed at being in a state of undress because her partner Angelo does all the makeovers for the agency's models. She smiles sweetly at Katie and admits that in all her years running her fantasy models hire business she always hoped for a miracle.

"A miracle? You mean like winning millions in the lottery like my Uncle Zach?"

"No not that sort of miracle," Lana laughs. "I think you could be the miracle; I'll ask Angelo what he thinks because he knows some of our clients personally and what turns them on most when they employ our people.""

A minute later a middle-aged swarthy looking Italian man enters the room and Lana introduces him to Katie who's sitting on an office chair, undressed completely but her knees crossed modestly. 

Angelo asks Katie to stand and turn around for him. His studious eyes miss nothing. He stares into Katie's face intimidatingly close and raises an eyebrow. 

"You are very cute," he says. "I like that meaty tight backside - very womanly with your high cheeks nice and fleshy; that's a big plus in your favour." 

He turns to Lana, nods and asks Katie to do a slow 360-degree circle again to gaze a bit longer at the sight of her generously proportioned pubic mound sweeping sensuously downward to a pristinely bare pussy and her equally smooth thighs.

He surveys her overall shape and nods approval, similar to what Lana said about her. "You are tiny compared to our other models but that makes you different and our clients look for someone different to the pack."

Katie gives an uncertain look smile in return. "Yes sir, but I can't help it if I look this way because I was born very little."

He looks closely at her hands and asks her to stand against the wall so he can check her height. "It's four feet seven inches," he tells Lana. 

Katie breathes a sigh of relief when she's asked to get dressed again while Lana and Angelo step into the adjoining room to discuss her. 

They no sooner close the door when they give each other a high five congratulations. 

"I can't believe this," says Angelo. "Her face has such innocence written all over it as though she's the perfect virgin. Lana we have run this fantasy models service for five years now and more than half of our wealthy clientele are in the schoolgirl fetish category. I've never seen any of our girls come even close to matching this woman. She could do it without the special effects."

Angelo says they should sign her up before she goes somewhere else to work. "Mama Mia, what are we waiting for? "I think she's just perfect. I'm happy if she has a car licence to get to jobs. I can have her suntanned by this time tomorrow and she can start straight away."

"Settle down Angelo," Lana replies calmly. "Don't get so excited, I haven't even told her the pay rates and conditions."

Angelo goes back to what he was doing and Lana re-joins Katie who's now anxious to know if she's in or out. 

"All right little Katie, we're going to put you on the staff." Katie's so excited she gives Lana a big hug. They sit down and from across the desk Lana explains what the job entails, describing it as the simple art of role model pretending.

"Firstly dear, it's not about sex it's about eroticism, your ability to be good company for the client who may have booked you to pretend you are a housemaid, a secretary, someone doorknocking, a neighbour's daughter, a schoolgirl or whatever takes their fancy. Could you do that? Can you pretend that well?"




Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 01



Katie's keen for the job so she can show her mum and Uncle Zach she's not a layabout and she's up to the plate on this one. 

"Oh sure, it sounds quite easy just pretending I'm someone else," she chortles with a ready nod of her head.

"What kind of clients do I have to talk to?"

"Oh they come from all walks of life, we even have a retired judge, several school teachers, a policeman, a clergyman, a doctor, a dentist, several photographers, a couple of high profile lawyers, my own accountant, a few chefs, a range of tradesmen and even a veterinarian and others I can't think of just now. They all have something in common Katie, they get bored at some stage and enjoy good quality female company of a kind they miss, or never had. Of course everything that's allowed in the true sense."

"Oh I wouldn't be doing anything wrong anyway," Katie jests. "But I can't see any problem just talking to them about their situation and seeing if I can motivate them even if it comes down to having to give them a kiss on the cheek or even just show a bit of leg if that makes them happy."

"Ah, yes of course Katie that's the general idea. Now how do you get on with older men because our clients range from 35 to mid-60s?"

"Oh that's no problem I've always had a thing about older men and it's why I get on so well with my Uncle Zach and he's 32 years older and seems twice the size of me. He picks me up like a rag doll and can swing me around anyway he wants me I'm so easy."

Lana smiles and can see it in her mind. Naïve as she is Katie never was one to make things sound the way she intended. She means the way he picked her up and swirled her around like a fast merry-go-round in the living room or the yard. Looking at her, Lana's thinking of something altogether different and in a different room to the living room. 

"Katie we provide a working brief to you based on the client's situation and once you get there you work out how you do whatever you do but we insist that the customer is always right. You'll have to sign our model release to show we've exposed you to everything and that you're comfortable with working with us."

"I'm sure some of our dedicated schoolgirl fetish clients for a start will like you; gosh they might even love you..." 

Katie says she can't wait. "It seems pretty easy just having to sit there with someone and look like I'm the age I'm not that they think I am because I'm not supposed to be that age until I get older."

Lara smiles and shakes her head; she can't help but warm to this newbie.

"Well Katie it's all about make believe, if you give them value there's every likelihood they'll invite you back or even give you a fat bonus which some of our more wealthy clients do." 

"How much do you pay me anyway?"

"I never thought you'd ask. The standard fee our 18 only models earn is $300 an hour for a four-hour booking, but if you take on the premium assignments you can do much better; these are our reserve list of A+ clientele; people of high importance and influence on the community. They are the ones we like to give what they ask for because of their standing in society. This is where I think you can shine. We charge them much more and you will be paid much more. How does $500 an hour sound for four hours a time making one assignment pay $2000?"

"Oh my god, are you serious? It sounds unreal that's all, but what if they won't pay for someone as inexperienced and little as me? 

"They will, they will, I know their habits so well, some of our best customers, even a particular man -- a clergyman - can be somewhat deviant given the opportunity. 

"Deviant, what does that mean?" Katie asks. 

"Oh, ahh, well it basically means someone who differs in something that's not the same as what most other people might think or do," Lana explains, completely bamboozling Katie who brightens. 

"You mean like if someone is a gambler he could be a deviant because other people are not like him?"

(You know why Katie was bottom of her class.)

"Err, ah, yes I suppose you could say that," Lana responds. 

"Sound cool," says Katie. "So when can I start?"

"Tomorrow. First I've got to put together a model profile of you and send it to all the premium status clients we have to see who wants you first...I mean who could be interested. I'll get you to come in here three hours ahead of your first appointment so Angelo can give you the total body suntanned look that lasts two months at a time. It makes our models look even healthier and classier."

Katie is miffed. "I can't believe all this is happening so quickly."

She leaves the premises impatient to tell dear Uncle Zach about finally landing a job -- not just a job but a plum job!

Half an hour later Lana's emailed a client alert to her A-list group to find out who's going to be first to employ Katie's suggested talents. It reads: "Introducing our new fantasy model discovery: Little Katie. She's an angelic-faced 18yr-old gorgeously sexy looking 4ft.7in. pocket-sized princess. She's blessed with seductively cute big pointy puffy areolas capping her tiny tits, a totally suntanned body, a sweet teen type high set cheeky bum and firm thighs to make you sigh. Katie's a dream come true. Innocence has never been so legally sexy." signed Lana with booking details.

Within half an hour of Katie's promo going direct to her clients' computers the replies start coming back begging to be the first to book her. Katie's hardly had a chance to get home let alone tell her uncle the good news that she's landed a job before Lana contacts her to say she's attracted lots of interest and it appears her job will be secured as long as she gives it her all.

NEXT: You'd be surprised who of all people wants most to get to meet little Katie. 



Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 02



She's nicely naïve, delightfully diminutive and deceptively debaucherous. That's because she can make even old men want to feel very young again with her angelic innocent face and a pert cute body that belies the reality she's really 18. 

Trouble is, while she's a shining light sex magnet she's not all that bright. 

After being knocked back by a string of would-be employers after flunking her school's final year exams and turning up at the prospective employers' doors looking like she's years younger than Springtime instead of what they expect, Katie's finally hit pay dirt somewhere else. 

A chance glance at an adult journal advertisement by her rich uncle Zach put her on the path to an interview with a business seeking a fantasy model capable of making out she's something she's not under the auspices of the 'Cherished Companions Come to You' agency. Being a natural show-off in her younger days of old and a skilful prick teaser, the tiny 4ft. 7 in. pocket princess can now exercise her legal rights to complete sexual freedom and discretion. 

She's just gone into the candy pink themed beauty parlour adjoining the CCCTY premises where co- owner Angelo is to prepare her make-up for her first engagement. Co-owner Lana - the six feet tall buxom dark hair Queen Cleopatra ruler kind of woman- will give little Katie her first job brief the moment Angelo completes covering Katie's cute nakedness with the warm deep tan body oil that sets fast in 30 minutes . It makes her look as though her silky smooth skin has just come back from a long Jamaican holiday. In fact even Angelo could confuse her with a grass skirt bare chest pubescent native virgin the way they wore so little before Spanish explorer Christopher Columbus sailed via the Virgin Islands and Jamaica in the late 1400s on his voyages to the 'new world' of the Americas.

The all-over body tan Angelo applies to Katie only applies to Lana and Angelo's premium A list clients – the most important, influential and of course, trusted community figures. She'll be meeting one of them very soon. Say no more.

Lying on her tummy stark naked for Angelo as he rubs the golden suntan oil into her lithe body making her look moist from head to toe, he doesn't have to go inside because she's oiled up there already from the way it feels having his big hands sliding up and down her inside her splayed legs and thighs. 

Angelo's eager eyes miss nothing about the detail of what he's doing because he's always had a lustful wish for putting his hands on a nefarious nubile and Katie just so happens to tick all the boxes for his healthy yet sordid thoughts; sort of anyway. Why not when she's noticeably naïve and so tiny with a hot shapely backside, erotically formed big swollen puffy pointed tips to her miniscule breasts and the look of innocence that makes him feel guilty for even thinking twice about looking let alone what he's doing in the name of good business.

After 25 minutes of continuous rubbing it in Lana comes back and asks Katie to sit in the make-up chair facing a big mirror while she fetches what she'll be wearing to the client meeting. Lana sounds excited as she watches Angelo complete her facial make-up with well-placed artificial freckles across either side of her snubby nose.

"Oooh, don't you look the loveliest little thing, " she declares, so proud of Angelo's efforts to give Katie an extra several years of life by seemingly taking her back several years in nubile innocence at the same time. "The Reverend Randy Rites is going to think you're a blissful answer to his prayers when you meet him soon."

Angelo's tied Katie's flowing blond ponytail into two bushy pigtails that flare outwards from the way they are tied close to her head behind her ears and she then tries on a made to measure pure white silk Roman Empire era vestal virgin style of garment, the hemline designed in tatters. The long sleeve opaque garment hangs loosely off her narrow shoulders to fall midway between her pubic area and her knees. 

"Is there anything else?" Katie implores, expecting panties.

"Oh no, back in the days of the real vestal virgins they didn't wear anything underneath and we must make you appear for the Reverend as though you have descended from heaven to answer his prayers," Lana says with a convincing expression.

"Oh, I suppose I've got no choice since it's my first job but at least it's not too short since he sounds like someone from the church, I'd better not be too rude." Lana grins. "Darling this is your big chance to impress. The Reverend Randy Rites is one of the most important church leaders around. He's a dear old very handsome grandfather kind of man too, but not too old for you since he's still practising religion at 60 and I happen to know he's very fit and in good shape for his age. And I know he has a lot of time for lovely young things like you."

"How come someone like that is into this fantasy stuff. Aren't they supposed to be above all that?"

"Ah, that's for him to know and you to find out. But let me say this, you'll find out in this new job you're starting little Katie that the older the man the younger he wants to feel, get the hint."

"Oh I got it. If I can make him feel younger at heart just talking to him I've done the right thing then, okay?"

Lana shakes her head with a supressed smile. "Of course darling I'm sure that as things go you'll find things to your liking but don't forget he's a VIP to our business, we're paying you well so just make sure by the time you have to return you're sure he's satisfied that we sent him the nearest thing to a real angel he'll ever come across."

"What's his church anyway?"

"Pray tell, I think it's called the Church of the Medieval Masters."

"Never heard of it," quips Katie.

"Well it's a little bit of several religions rolled into one but I think it's an offshoot right back to the earliest days of god fearing people's lives being controlled by the church for their money. Anyway that the holy reverend you're meeting is very rich is nothing to do with that. You'll find that even bible bashing people like the Reverend Randy Rites can be a blessing in disguise."

An hour later Angelo drives Katie to the reverend's place of worship that looks like a throwback to a Gothic medieval era in construction and set way back off the main traffic thoroughfare, it's huge 12 feet high twin conical shaped doors making it seem spooky to the unaccustomed visitor. She's met by a big tall man wearing Roman sandals and a neck to ankles black robe that appears to open at the front but tied neatly around the waist so that it stays intact. He's completely bald with a jolly face and big blue eyes and very bushy eyebrows. He extends a big hand that grips Katie's tiny hand in a warm welcome gesture.

"Praise the lord," he says looking momentarily up at the sky then back down at little Katie's angelic appearance. "My prayers have indeed been answered with an angel from heaven, come quickly this way my child," he says as he leads her hurriedly through the huge doors and right through the place of worship past a grand old pipe organ, the spectacular altar, and through another doorway down a connecting long passage to his spacious private cottage. It's homely enough in an open plan way consisting of a small kitchen, study where his computer is stationed in a corner section, a lounge area dotted with small furnishings, big lounge chairs, a single bed to one side and in the very centre of the whole area stands an elevated altar.

He lets her look around the room and utters his explanation for some of its untidiness. "I'm sure you'll forgive me for not setting the table for dinner but I can give you something to eat before the time just the same if I find you hungry enough."

"Whatever," Katie muses with a little shrug of her little shoulders, unsure what he means. "What's that thing on the big pedestal in the middle of the room?"

"It's a small replica of the original Church of the Medieval Masters altar of sacrifice," he states proudly with a glint in his eye that she didn't see.

"Gee do they still sacrifice people at the altar like in the old days? I read about that in ancient history but I only got 44% and no pass in my final exams."

Reverend Rites laughs at the thought. "No my child, in modern times it's only for young maidens to sacrifice their innocence before the chosen ones of the church to witness so that in purity the young fair maiden can be exonerated from all evils and remain pure by taking the seed of life with the blessing of the Almighty Ruler. I keep the replica here only for times of private worship without the observance of the chosen ones as witness but otherwise it's as it always was in medieval times."

"Gee, that's cool, I didn't know that," says the naïve one looking more and more comely as minutes go by. In her mind though Katie's wondering what to do since the reverend isn't the kind of person she thought she'd meet up with on her very first fantasy assignment. So used to being flashily flirtatious around older men in crowded shopping malls and around her handsome uncle, she's suddenly a bit unsure of herself. A streak of doubt in the guise of fear runs through her mind for a moment as it occurs to her that maybe it's not so easy after all when put on the spot to pretend she's someone's she's not in front of this tall man bedecked in a black frock-like robe from neck to ankles with its golden chain tied around the waist to stop the garment from coming open. The size of the Roman sandals he wears suggests his feet are big, just like his hands.

He takes her by both hands and holds them outstretched towards him as he looks into her heavenly big blue eyes. Katie's face looks innocent enough as it is anytime but Angelo's handiwork makes her look more so with the fake freckles and the cheeky teeny bopper pigtails hairstyle. He looks quickly again at the way her big knob nipples poke out through the tissue paper thin silk. It could have been a sound from the pipe organ back in the church itself but Katie couldn't help but hear the reverend's righteous low groan and notice his lips twitch taking her youthful beauty into his thoughts. Beneath his long robe a pipe organ of the human kind acts as though it too, can visualise such cherubic naturalness.

Reverend Rites studies her just as she studies him. For him she looks like a gift from the gods. For her he's Lana's VIP big wheel in a church order Katie's never heard of and he's not just a big wig there he even looks big all over right in front of his cute little manna from heaven. 

He's a celibate clergyman, a man of the cloth who's visualising little Katie unclothed, a rector hiding a brutal looking erection. Yet his voice is gentle as if he's about to pray.

"The gods have sent you to me," he announces firmly but tinged with warmth that a woman's sensitivity can feel. "You realise by your heavenly presence it behoves me to hear you beg for forgiveness for your mortal sins, and even angels have sinned so don't deny what the Church of the Medieval Masters knows must come to pass under the roof of worship."

"Gee, I didn't know..." Katie murmurs in a trailing tone. 

"Praise the lord for putting you in my care so I can show you the way," he starts in a reciting voice. 

"Did you know that once upon a time the gods came down from heaven to the earth in search of sex with pristine young women? The Church of Medieval Masters has no reason to disbelieve this since we know that the great Greek myths confirm that Eden after the Fall was a place of impatient gods and voluptuous young women such as you who now stand before me. And it was the mortal soul Mark Twain who wrote: 'The sweeter sex, the dearer sex, the lovelier sex was manifestly at its best, then, for it was even able to attract gods. Real gods. They came down out of heaven and had wonderful times with those hot young blossoms. The Bible tells about it." 

It does indeed, in Genesis 6. 

Little Katie stands looking at him totally bewitched, she's never heard such utterances in all her life. Now though, she's got the clue what to do.

"I've come to you pure and simple," she admits. "How can this angel expect forgiveness?" His eyes light up. 

"First you must kneel before the altar and pledge to give your wholesomeness to the gods of love and forgiveness in me the servant of all that is in reach of temptation."

His command Katie obeys now she sees the light of opportunity getting stronger. The pocket princess, bemused earlier by his appearance and his religious outlook, listens to something her brain sends forth in a simple message to all her nerve ends: sensing sex. Oh my god, she thinks; he thinks that I think that what he's thinking is unthinkable and I never thought it in the first place. His stoic voice shatters her thoughts. "The gods will have it that you will flee the demons that secretly lurk within your soul if you tell me what I want to know. Stand up now and cast away your veil."

Katie pulls the silk garment up over her head and hands it to him. He kisses it and casts it aside, his eyes gloating on firm young flesh of apparent cherub-like proportions but without the wings of such angels. Her totally tanned body looks stunning to this man cloaked neck to toe in black and he licks his lips and clasps his 60 year-old hands together almost as if he's beside himself suffering temptation. 

"You will tell me of your sins so I can cleanse your soul so that when the time comes you will return to heaven as an angel with wings," he booms. "Kneel and kiss the altar stone."

He looks down at her comparatively smallness and it makes him feel bigger than he is. "Now sit on the altar and face me so I can see in your face the truth I want to hear while your naked skin rests on the altar of virginal sacrifice."

He smiles as she obeys him again. She looks up at his dominant sized frame, well aware her face is level with his hips. 

"Did you tremble at the brink of sexual awareness my child? "

"Yes, oh reverend one."

"What made you tremble?"

"The sight of a man's thing."

"Why did you tremble at that? "The Master of the Universe created it for young blossoms to take into their hearts and other places and so become women to enjoy in all fullness," he says as he gives another leering glance up and down her nude body.

"I trembled...trembled...because I couldn't help myself wanting to feel it for the first time." He forges a frown and seems to glare at her. "Forget not that the gods have sent you to me to get the truth and who doth be the man that show you this wonderful gift, was it your daddy?"

"No, it was my Uncle Zach but he was like a daddy."

"A big daddy?" 

"I think so. I didn't know what's big then, it just looked thick as my wrist."

"Speak the truth my angel or incur the wrath of the gods if you lie. Why did you kiss it?"

"I didn't say that. I said it was big for me being little you know. All right then, I admit I kissed it because once my lips got that close I had to have more of it until I was slobbering unable to stop until..." The rector relishes her words and he feels it in his loins.

"Tell the truth my child, you sit before a sign of the Almighty of the Universe and you will not be granted wings back to heaven if you cannot perform a woman's task on earth."

Katie's wet inside wondering if she should make the move before he does but she knows from her uncle that older men are more erotic because they're never in a hurry and right now she's in the church man's court of conviction naked, delicious and under his thumb. 

The rector's hidden erection is getting right up close to Katie's face as he steps in and tugs at the golden chain cord to loosen his robe. Katie finds herself staring at a bolt upright old man's erection jutting out between the slit in the robe, and making her blink because it looks just as energised as her uncle's when she first felt it back then. 

"You swallowed his godly offering and allowed him to rub his majestic wand across your sweet little face to clean him up, yes? 

"Yes...yes...everything, how could I forget? It was so quick I didn't know what was coming." 

The churchman puts his big hands on her bare shoulders and squints. "Do not play games my little flower; I want only the truth of your sexual awakening to judge you. How do I know by the power within that you actually did what you describe in the season of your spring time when buds come out to flower and the breeze is gentle on your mind? Nymphets are known to tell such tall stories and I challenge you to prove your worth in my presence and so the lord giveth me the strength to judge you."

Before he can say another word Katie flings open his long black robe where it's split from the waist down and without taking a moment to stare any longer at the hardened horizontal edifice she wraps her warm moist red rose coloured lips around the head of it and starts sucking.

He stiffens suddenly and shouts, "Oh my god, bear witness that this little angel begs to be forgiven for doing things with her uncle before her time."

Silence reigns apart from the sound of heavy breathing. The clergyman looks down at Katie and all he sees is a teeny bopper look-alike supposedly close to 50 years his junior. He shuts his eyes and praises he lord yet again. 

Katie works his shaft dreamily at first, pretending it's her first time when she stops and whispers aloud to him, "being my first time uncle, let me take my time and practice a bit longer, I love to learn how mums do it."

The dirty-minded god fearing Reverend Randy Rites lifts his head up and back, kissing the air. "Oh my god, that's good," he breathes aloud, sucking in another gulp as he glances down and watches her tongue sliding its way up the full length of his shaft and licking all around the head like a kid with an ice cream on a hot day. She's moving her tongue faster he can feel it so it must be hot. The real eroticism is not so much what she's doing because the ever righteous reverend has enjoyed such pleasures of the flesh from other of Lana's 18 year-olds in the past but as he gazes down at Katie it's obvious the greater sensation in his mind is the fantasy that she looks the real thing. Many a man can be cursed and go to hell for what he's thinking or for that look in his eye when he standing on a corner and watching such young things go by. 

Katie may be little but she's big on giving pleasure. Her soft lips caress the very tip of his glans nibbling, sucking, licking and lapping making his tight balls ache as she cradles them like a baby as the big black cloaked tall man looks down lustily hoping he can last a bit longer because it's so good. 

But like many a man he can't. Katie, naked tin pot small that she is, presents picture perfect to the man without a camera. Had he thought of it earlier he could have all those lasting memories. She's got her cute full lips firmly around the girth of his throbbing seven-inches of masculinity bobbing her head up and down faster and faster and faster and faster. Hearing him panting makes her try to go faster to make him cum, that's the power females like to exert over a man's weakness, their ribald passion when unleashed on a man's inability to take any more. 

She knows it's close the way he suddenly grabs her head holding each side of her flared bushy pigtails and rips into a frenzied short thrusting face fuck that shoots a white stream of thick warm semen into her mouth within a minute. He emits a long groan and releases his grip on her head and takes big gulps of air. Katie wipes the excess stickiness from around her rose red lips with a teenage tongue that seems grateful and looks up at him with a sweet, innocent expression, the kind she knows an older man such as he would want to see. 

"There, even girls my age can do it," she giggles girlishly at him. 




Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 02



"I'll reserve my judgement until I know more – you come to me like an angel from heaven and show me the work of a she devil almost too good to be true and good it was that I could want many more like that." He frowns at her. "Stand up girl, your innocence remains unproven despite showing me what you did for your uncle. And sinful shame be upon you for putting him first when I could have had you many times over year by year to save your sole from being exploited. It's just as well the Great Redeemer allows me on his orders to put you into my hands and cleanse your guilt of all your sexual weaknesses. Now tell the truth, do you play with yourself?

"You mean do I tweak my pussy? Finger myself, use bananas or that sort of thing? Of course! All girls my age play with themselves because it feels so good," she answers.

"You nymphets are all the same, shame and more shame," he booms." When? You must have started sometime such disgusting behaviour."

Katie thinks for a while hardly taking her eyes off his fat phallus now relaxed and not so ramrod after all. "Um...um...I think...yes it was when I was little."

"You're still little, that's not an answer I expect so the truth be what you need give. If not you must sacrifice your innocence before me as witness to your shame by showing me how guilty you can be." Katie intends to give him his money's worth well remembering what Uncle Zach once told her about the passion fashion of older men, something or other about the magical lure of overseeing sheer innocence crossing borders and being spirited away to blissful utopia on the wings of exhilarated angels.

She answers curtly, "It was nine or ten can't be sure when, maybe a year earlier who knows?"

He looks temporarily fazed as truth sets in. "That my child is pure imagination, it cannot be and the gods will have their way with you if you do not tell the truth. Angels of such beauty and age do no such things, because purity is their perfection and as a man of the cloth I know that such spring chickens do not follow the hen and fall foul of the devil's lust."

Katie laughs. "Well this spring chicken sure did and many like me. You sound like an untrusting old grandfather unwilling to admit his babe in the woods; his special granddaughter couldn't ignore nature on the rise when it's so natural. Do I have to show you to prove what I did then, what growing chicks can get up to when they shake their tail feathers?"

His mouth waters at the very thought as he looks at her unbridled sexiness. "Yes you must. Get on the altar with your hot little angel tight arse and show me," he says gruffly, his erection returning. 

Katie doesn't waste time lying face down her legs about a foot apart as she lifts her hips off the altar surface. It's a self- touching sensation of the kind she showed to the family doctor while her mum stayed out in the waiting room and she went in as a first year teenager asking if he could tell her if what she's doing was called safe sex and if it's all right to do it often. After a longer than usual consultation time she went home completely satisfied even though the kindly doctor invited her back anytime for any further expert advice. 

The exhibitionist genie comes out of the bottle as Katie imagines that this celibate old clergyman standing where he can see her from behind is being rewarded for his dirty thoughts coming home to roost as a spring chicken without any feathers works her hips and fingers to give his cock something to really crow about. Just the sight of her pristine pussy sitting up high and mighty is enough. She arches her midsection up, her firm thighs shifting wider as her right one hand reaches up from underneath and her left hand swings around over and downwards between her tight cheeks to find the soft folds of her vagina.

The old man is entranced as he watches small fingers working to the bone, one set of five seemingly at battle with the other set of five for best position. All he knows is that her pussy wants the lot. Her own miniature penis-like erect clitoris feels fingers working like a butterfly circling a flower and if she had more leverage he's sure she could get her entire tiny hand up inside it's going so close the way she seems to be finger fucking herself gloriously. Rolling her hips about, her face sideways eyes shut enjoying the ride, soft moans and fingers soaked while he leans in closer he can't help jerking his hardness. 

It seems ages but it's only 10 minutes from her tantalising slow exploratory finger feels to working up pulsating pressure on her central nervous system, brain and body down below in unison. She knows he's watching and she knows it must look very erotic especially if he's thinking she's doing this so long ago that he shouldn't even be thinking about it, let alone watching every bit of detail. Katie's giving him something he'll remember for a long time as her breathing becomes more and more erratic, gasping, grabbing oxygen, puffing as minutes tick by until the inevitable when she brings the show to an end with a calamitous orgasm. The delicate and ever so delicious young thing flops her arms by the side of her body recovering her breath as he runs his open palms over the fine smooth texture of her bare cheeks, taking the opportunity again to look between her legs at and the nicely shaped upper thighs and the inviting package between – a real angel in disguise, he wonders?

He smiles the kind of smile a man smiles when something gratifies him. For a man of the cloth it's quite a sight for him to see her without any clothes. Could his regular family congregation ever imagine his fetish for such a youthful looking female in the next best thing to hiding her in a dungeon to seek his pleasures while she's tied hand and foot on the altar? Indeed, could such a religious man ever alter his ways? There's not much chance of that when temptation can take this tiny teenager to a new level as the ache in his loins reminds him how much he's paying Lana and Angelo for her to entertain him. 

Katie sits up and blinks. "That's what I did all right just like that," she smirks, trying to make him feel guilty about what girls do that some people don't think they do in their prep years. "Are you satisfied now age has nothing to do with it when a girl wants to pleasure herself, you don't even have to be a teenager ha ha ha." 

The wise old sage either fakes surprise or it was something he didn't know after all, but what he certainly knows is that inside him there's a burning desire to fuck Katie good and proper. Proper because it should be done properly and good because it's not much fun unless it feels good for them both. Good heavens, what would those little old ladies think that sit in the second and third row of the church pews admiring how gracious the Reverend Randy Rites is since he took over from the other leader that retired two years ago and the kindly way he shakes their hand and bids them a good day as they leave the church every Sunday.

Katie realises she doesn't have to hardly do anything to make him think things no man ought to ever talk about. Her own natural physical attributes and the way Angelo teased her hair into cheeky bushy pigtails does all the work for her. The simple fact she could never get enough of her uncle's cock once she had it in her the dear reverend's a real hallelujah with all the bells and whistles. Of course the randy reverend Rites in his own world of mortal sin wants to think that she's a chaste young virgin chased into his church by the gods of redemption to suss out her sins and made to pay for them by sacrificing her honour in a very dishonourable way. 

He decides it's time to exercise more authority. "I have a way of dealing with naughty nymphets like you. Do you know what it's like for a man of my age and description and social standing to endure seeing such unblemished beauty being pleasured in front of his own eyes? Can you imagine what it's like for me a church minister having to administer such self-control when I feel the likes of your sexy lips lavishing me? Does a junior not consider a senior's reputation when he's forced to release the pent-up power from his prostate and give it unto you because your tongue was hanging out? Answers girl, give me answers!"

"Um...well mister reverend all I can say is that it didn't taste too bad at all; do you do that for any of the women in your congregation?"

He slaps her bare arse hard enough for little Katie to be jolted a few inches. "Gee I wondered how long I had to wait to be paddled," she mocks, and he grabs her by the arm and waves a stern finger in her face.

"That's enough cheek from you for now, I've seen the she devil in you and you've got some quick explaining to do or by the rites of the Great Redeemer it's only right that I fuck you so hard I'll pile drive your hot little arse and pussy through the wall and into the street. Now come clean about your dirty little mind, what other sins have you not confessed?"

"Well Mr Reverend I didn't want to tell anybody this but in the early times of being double digits old I got this lovely really short mini skirt that was so tight mum was horrified because it only was level with the tops of my legs but because I was so young I could get away with wearing something so short. But when I went to the shoe store I didn't tell her I wore my little cotton panties pulled into my bum at the back and let it pull in between my sweet pussy lips when I went to try on some joggers.

"I picked a store where a man was serving and waited until then oldest one - gee he could have been someone's gramps – was not serving anyone and I got him to help me try on some joggers because I wasn't sure of the size or colour. Anyway he took one look at me and brought over a heap of shoes so I could see what I liked best. Being small when I sat back on the seat there my short legs couldn't even touch the floor but he was so kindly he said to just lean back and he'll put them on one by one, and he did.

"Now Mr Reverend Rites I'll have you know I went there to show off and make a man groan inside, that's my sins for sure but gee it was good at the time and I even got wet in my pussy knowing what he was knowing when he kept looking past my feet because my tight mini skirt was riding right to the tops of my thighs. I'm sure he got the best view ever. He never did say anything about was I aware my pussy wasn't fully covered he must have been too shy do you think? And the funny thing was that after me trying on ten different kinds of joggers I had to go saying I don't like any of them. He didn't mind though he said come back anytime if I change my mind."

"Disgusting! You're the epitome of mortal sins that breed decay in the minds of the pure and innocent," the ribald reverend booms. "You who would flaunt your youthful prized possessions in the face of a decent man, the church won't tolerate such decadent behaviour. What other such sins can you tell me about?" he cocks his ear with one hand to emphasise his interest. And further below his cock is getting very interested as well.

"Well...there was a time once when one of our neighbours, dear old Mr Wantme, saw me out the front in our house in my bumfreezer skirt and asked if I could help him retrieve a box of pictures he stored in a little carton at the edge of the man hole in his ceiling. I said I would but had to go inside first to tell my mother where I was but I only did that to take off my panties. I wanted to tease Mr Wantme because he always used to stare at me when I was skipping out the front with one of my school mates. Just as I thought, he got me to climb the ladder while he held it and my feet were level with his head so I took my time handing him the wrong little boxes so I'd stay up there longer and be more shocking. When I got the box of pictures down he was trembling. All he said was he wished he still had the camera to add me to his collection, whatever he meant by that I don't know."

The Reverend pretends to be ropable with disgust and tries hard to scare the pants off little Katie but it's way too late for that.

"How dare you try to take advantage of that innocent senior citizen," he shouts as if he's denouncing the devil from his pulpit. "A kindly neighbour like a pillar of my kind of society and you , far be it an angel of mercy for his woe, you go there disguised as a she devil and have the man trembling in his boots holding the ladder and having no choice but to look up your teeny weeny skirt. That's the last straw!"

"But Mr Reverend it was your idea to get me to tell you the truth, some of the naughty things a girl like me gets up to..."

He grabs her by the arm and wheels her over to his private altar again. "I've no choice but to fuck the hell out of you that's punishment long overdue for your mortal sins," he booms again this time with a glint in his eyes that could light up the darkness of his own deeds.

"But...but I'm just a little me..." Katie wails "I'm still at school and you're too big for me, please mister reverend don't tell me I'm fucked."

"Aha! The little she devil begs to be spared from the sacrifice of her angelic innocence, what would you know about school and the lessons of life you're in a class of your own and I'm going to teach you the way to come good as I stand here a servant of the Great Redeemer." He sits on the edge of the altar and pulls Katie into his body, his hard as a rock manly erection upright hot and impatient leaning against the warmth of her blooming cute figure. His mouth goes greedily to her tiny breasts and her succulently elevated deep pink lacquered areolas and quarter-inch long protruding hard nipples. 

The celibate church man is undeniably churlish about what he's thinking as he sucks on them one after the other, nibbling, pulling, licking and sucking with slurping noises as his mouth engulfs the little mountain peaks of twin girlish gifts from the gods of demonic delivery. Katie wraps her arms around his big body like a baby hanging on and she can feel his manhood pressing against her navel, the head of it with a mind of its own wanting to be in a more fitting place. Reverend Rites hasn't had anything so devilishly good as little Katie before and Angelo has excelled himself in presenting the 18 year-old teen to him as something so salacious he would never want any of his congregation to ever know about.

Katie's wet with desire too, having god only knows how much power to bring out the major weakness in any strong man and at the same time enjoy it for her own end – the end that starts at the top of her sexy young thighs. He looks at her face and it seems all angelic again but he hasn't yet driven his phallic stake into her to drive out the devil he knows has possessed her to be so damned sexy. 

When a man's wound up he wants to spring into action and the reverend seizes on his own fallibility to feel what it's like to be kissing her on the mouth that he knows in a no-no with the other fantasy models he's invited into his presbytery parlour. Kissing a hired model's pussy is apparently not too personal so it's okay, but mouth to mouth uh uh; now that's just too personal. However he's lucky that Katie's the kind of chick happy to bend a rule if it can straighten-out a randy man's lust for the betterment of mankind. Even though he's much older than her she's seen the size of his manhood and tasted what was coming to her by turning up at his door like such a bushy pigtails nymphet so when he pulls her face to him her sexy lips are ready. Perhaps it was the way her new boss Lana said how high up this client is in social standing that she thinks it's fine no matter how low down he gets.

That the squirming of lips and tongue lashing between junior and senior could go on for so long just shows that the work of the devil can occur in a hellishly good way and put two people on a real high – as high as cloud nine. For the eroticism, Katie's giving her youthful body and supposed innocence to be consumed by an older man hungry to enjoy the pleasures of such young flesh and what turns her on isn't the kissing at all, she knows in her mind how she can drive him crazy and give her a sense of control over a figure of authority. For him it's plain and simple, just as The Beatles sang in a 1960s verse "money can buy you anything if it makes you feel all right." 

Well there's no mistaking Reverend Randy Rites risqué intentions as he bundles up little Katie and straps her wrists and ankles to the altar and shows her his menacing erection by dragging is across her nose and her mouth and then nudging her puffy nipples with it. His sex drive's in overdrive because when a man reaches his age he needs a lot of money to get this kind of close female company and much more so when her much younger form makes him think he should be looking over his shoulder.

She lies wet and waiting, never before tied down except in the times when she got behind in her schoolwork and thought she was tied down. The randy reverend prays to god he can save her into salvation from the devil. "I do this in the name of all that is good and fair for all men...I mean mankind; amen," he recites, looking up at the ceiling much like Katie does lying there on her back bound but not gagged. 

He looks down at her lying there strapped to his private altar and his cock bobs up another notch as he contemplates how such a delicious young thing could become captive within his secretly sordid sideline in religious enterprise. Money, and lots of it buys a hot little number like little Katie he agrees with himself as he forms three fingers as one and steers them into the juiciest bare pussy he thinks he's ever seen. And for a supposed celibate man he's seen many because money can buy them on the hourly rate using the over-flowing church relief fund. He's touching 60 in age and, fit as a fiddle he can handle that, so fiddling with such a diminutive darling is his way of being rewarded for his constant preaching in church about the dark side of life. 

Katie, bereft of any clothing, looks so helpless and by her size and her young looking face makes him think she should be getting dressed for her school's junior class instead of lying before him naked and about to be given a senior grade lesson.

As he pushes the three fingers in he smiles into her big blue eyes as if with ruthless intent he wants to see this teeny bopper bouncing about on her bum. His fingers explore looking for the magical g- spot. Looking so little for his big tool he wants her to orgasm strongly before he enters her so it will be easier to get inside once she's thoroughly turned on. This is a pastor type who's certainly not past it. 

"The gods of good faith insist that by divine dalliance I must be sure you are not too small for what is to befall you," he preaches as though a whole congregation is present. Katie's already enjoying the probing about in her pussy and he knows she's well and truly slicked up but for his size tool going to be working between her cute trim thighs he's after more. Minutes go by and Katie's wriggling about on her bum still shackled to the altar. His fingers curl back in a fast beckoning motion as if he's saying 'here pussy pussy' with the fingers of one hand at the same time pushing up to the roof of her vagina he thinks he's found treasure as Katie suddenly lets out a loud gasp and starts moaning. 

Dragging his fingers about the spongy erectile tissue on the upper wall he stumbles on the spot he was hoping to find. He's in the dark but he only has to look at the contortions of her face to know the feeling's gone up several gears. Katie's mind races as the severity of the sensitive area throws her self- control into a kind of blissful panic and lo and behold, the dirty old man's got her bouncing about on her bum mouth open gasping, gasping, gasping, gasping faster, gasping faster, gasping faster, pulling hard on the restraints where she's shackled until suddenly with a loud cry he sees her torso stiffen and she lies puffing for breath. 




Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 02



"I see you're trying to get back to heaven my naughty little angel, was it nice on cloud nine?" he asks with his penis getting impatient to be put to work.

"Yes" she puffs, drawing breath again, I liked that, no one's ever done that to me there before," she confesses.

"I should hope not my child, you are the fortunate one to be granted rare permission by the Church of the Medieval Masters for its esteemed leader which is I to drive your sins away on the altar of the anti-evil.

"You look like a little fish that should be put back where it came from to grow more but it's now too late, to trespass unqualified into my kingdom means you will be fucked good and proper. If you have any innocence left it must be sacrificed on my altar to appease the gods of sheer joy," he rants in a monotone voice. And right away he levels his big one to the opening of her little one. Katie stares down over her abdomen and his cock seems to look like a brutal weapon, a truncheon perhaps, and she gasps wondering how he'll get something its size into her. She soon finds out as he presses it against the moistened crevice and leans into her with short stab movements. 

She's so wet inside she could have just come in from a downpour of rain inside out and she feels his seemingly oversized cock head bully its way through the entrance to sexual delight making Katie blink several times and gasp loudly as she feels its thickness stretching her. She gasps more as he presses slowly and holds her by her hips to increase the force. If it were slow motion it would be like a tree python being gradually swallowed up by a meat eating clam.

As far as randy reverends go he's lucky that vaginas love to hold sexy cocks nice and tight like long lost friends and he feels that tightness, the grip, the perfect friction that allows him now to thrust selfishly at will with real power in every push. Every so often he stops suddenly as if to remind her what's she's missing out on if he wasn't doing his dirty deed. He withdraws it completely but only just long enough for her to see him shove it in right up to his balls so hard she gives a loud squeal.

Reverend Randy Rites for all his god fearing goodness isn't a man of style when it comes to making fair maidens sacrifice their sins on his church altar, he thrusts into Katie like a man possessed watching her bushy twin pigtails flail about as her body jerks under the broad straps that tie her down. He doesn't have time to count her fake freckles, but he's got time to imagine his greatest fantasy and he thrusts even faster and faster and harder and harder to make Katie start panting loudly and throwing her pretty little head from side to side. With a loud mournful groan himself, the reverend rips his cock out and just in time gets close enough to Katie's face to aim it fair and square so he shoots a white stream of thick juicy cum from her chin to her forehead and into her hair. 

Sometimes it takes a good half-hour of thrusting in different positions for a woman to earn a very good vaginal orgasm but the rich reverend's done it in 29 minutes and 10 seconds in the one missionary position. 

No wonder missionaries got an evergreen sex position named after them after the early history years visiting those isolated distant ocean islands to preach to naked natives about being more civilised. No doubt like little Katie, they just had to be fucked good and proper to get the message and what better than in the missionary position flat on their back legs up and open, pushed back behind their head or whatever. 

The old man and the young girl are both stuffed. He's expired all his energy and wouldn't trade places with any cleric anywhere if he can preach and teach this good. Katie's been fulfilled as far as knowing what her new job can entail – a far cry from sitting on the sofa just chatting and maybe flirting about a bit but nothing like this.

How can she tell Uncle Zach how she got on in her first assignment? How can she explain to her mother why she looks so girlish when she gets home with her flared bushy pigtails and teeny bopper freckles?

That's for Katie to know and you to find out.




NEXT: Adventurous Little Katie courts trouble when she's up against a prominent but pompous prick district court judge who finds joy in preserving his preference for young skirt on the sly. 



Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 03



*This 18+ story is purely fictional. Its exceptional horny characters do not exist except in pure fantasy. Enjoy! 

*

Judge Jurie works at the pinnacle of the public justice system, but in very private practice the wily old man is a pompous old prick with double standards and a lustful bent for young skirt on the sly.

Why? Because he's an egotistical self-proclaimed protector of the innocent who's quite handsome in his shock of grey hair and rugged looks and while he's popular with the older ladies he's a closet devil of a kind they'd find too naughty for words. 

He certainly doesn't practice after hours what he preaches in the courtroom. If you're already wondering what's this got to do with adventurous sexy little Katie, the 18 year-old comely teenager whose very diminutive size and absolutely innocent face entices males to mistakenly think she's of another school of thought so hang about and see how this pillar of society works when no one's looking over his shoulder. 

And he's found it in the new-to-the-working-world beguiling tiny model Katie. She's sweet by any mouth-watering taste and a mere 4ft 7in. in high heels. 

Thanks to his secret 'VIP' membership of an adult entertainment agency called 'Cherished Companions Come to You' the randy old bugger with such lecherous leanings is about to meet Katie in his after-hours private chambers.

Looking at the agency's pictures of her dressed as a flirtatious and vexatious wayward schoolgirl even the learned judge is learning that not every working girl has big tits and at least one school allows a skirt that sits level with the bottom of her backside cheeks.

He swallows at the sight of midget mimicking small frame with invitingly perky one and a half inch high puffy areola mounds on the tiniest tits he's ever seen and a ripple of excitement runs through his loins.

That she has to carry proof of age ID with her on all her companion modelling jobs doesn't concern a man like Judge Jurie because no one tells him what to think let alone how to think. His fetish is his favourite fantasy and he sure isn't telling anyone at work about that. While he sits in his chambers waiting for her to arrive the Queen Cleopatra- styled entertainment agency owner Lana, a buxom 6ft tall very shapely woman with flashing black hair that descends below the level of her open cleavage satin business shirt, gives Katie a soft warm kiss on the lips as she's about to head out the door to meet up with the testy old judge.

"Oh what a ravishing little brat schoolgirl you look," she purrs, "Judge Jurie will end up beside himself when he looks you up and down."

"Is he a fit or fat for his age," Katie queries. "I mean he's a judge so he must be a bit ancient?"

Lana laughs. "Well Katie he's not that old you know, I mean many a much older man is still fit for a fiddle; I mean fit as a fiddle well into his life cycle so if you're going to hold anything against him it better not be his age. Okay he's a grandfather age in your case but go and have some fun turning the old guy on. You know he's going to make out you've landed yourself in his courtroom for being extremely naughty and he'll want to remind you how important he is."

Katie learnt this much from her Uncle Zach about older men -- the older they get, the younger they want to feel. In any case she figures in this fantasy business there must be lots of older men yearning to reclaim something of their past -- the scent and feel of a naked nubile body so firm, so smooth, so tantalisingly delicious. 

She shrugs her narrow shoulders and straightens up her broad rim felt school hat with its fake badge 'Angels Elementary Public School' and gives a cheeky smirk. "Okay then Lani it's just as well I can't help myself sometimes, this could be fun."

Katie heads off while across town the horny old judge's perversion for a sexual high sees him skimming through the description of her provided by the agency boss. He's satisfied that she seems a hot little number he can count on to quench his carnal desire. Alongside an alluring schoolgirl bumfreezer skirt picture of her pouting her hot lips, arms folded like a defiant wag the notes describe her as a repeat offender who regularly skips school, ignores authority, acts way too precocious for her age and needs straightening out after being caught in the school library giving a head job to the head cleaner. How she mounts her defence against the learned judge before he can mount her will be interesting indeed, especially since she's running late. That makes him even more agitated as he sits impatiently. He adjusts yet again his ceremonial barrister's type wig and the courtroom long black robes that hide the truth he's wearing nothing underneath except a concealed weapon attached to a big set of balls. 

Finally she arrives and proceedings get underway, his private chambers suddenly becoming public open space for the anonymous audience of Literotica readers equally anxious to find out whether the bawdy inclined public protector finds little Katie truly innocent or guilty. In his own arena the big man is a law unto himself and he quickly acts as prosecutor and judge if only to be fair so that little Katie knows she's on trial and if he finds in her favour he can still try her again and again, and again, if he's that good.  

No sooner has the alleged school dropout arrived that Judge Jurie's booming voice startles her with a characteristic barrister-like scare tactic, a sneering expression and wave of the finger in her face. "You're holding up the court, how dare you be running late and making me wait," he booms. But he's not acting, even if little Katie is. 

"Okay I'm pleading not guilty already if you want to know," the hot little honey replies haughtily. "I don't hurry for any man, I do as I please so go stick your dick up yourself," she laughs, giving him a patronising flutter of her fake eye lashes to make her seem older.

"Ha!" he exclaims excitedly liking what he sees and hears, a veritable fuck baby if he ever saw one. "I know your type, a little smart arse coming into my courtroom thinking you can sexily flutter your long eyelashes in my face and expect me to just give you a slap over the wrist."

"Oooh, you scare me mister judge and I bet you're bald under that wig ha ha." 

His eyes narrow and look piercingly at her. "I find your attitude offensive and contemptuous for an offender coming before me in my courtroom. If you offend me any further you little street tart I'll increase the penalty when I work out what it should be if you're guilty enough."

Katie shrugs her juvenile size shoulders and shakes her tight little backside and pokes out her tongue. "That's cool Mr Judge, I don't mind bending over for it, it's better than a slap on the wrists."

"You'll call me Your Honour, not Mr Judge, where's your respect?" Didn't they teach you anything about judicial protocol?" he bellows, waving a finger. 

"Look at this disgusting charge sheet you junior size tart, I should throw the book at you...giving head to the head cleaner in the library...what have you got to say for yourself when you should have been in class?"

"Um, well maybe because I'm in a class of my own Your Honourable and because he's a head cleaner I made sure I gave him a good head job and cleaned him up finger licking' good," Katie smirks, wiping her lips with her fingers to show him how.

The caustic judge raises a caustic eyebrow. "Oh you did eh? " Well you little teenage smarty pants, what's this report on the charge sheet about you staying back late at school then with the French teacher when everyone else had gone home?" Eh? What were you up to then, come on speak up, was there a frog down your throat, eh?"

"Ha, oh that day," Katie laughs. Okay your honours, I'll confess to that much, he wanted to see if I could do an oo-la-la Can-Can jig just for him and I said I sure can."

"So? And so? Judge Jurie gets impatient for some lurid detail.

"Well he got a real front desk gawk didn't he, seeing how high I could lift my legs and how my scanty school panties got caught up in my crack; you'd think he'd never seen a schoolgirl's camel toe ever before the way his eyes bugged out."

"Disgusting behaviour for someone your age," he barks, I can see I'll have to straighten you out young lady even if I end up making a woman out of you." Judge Jurie shakes his head and squeezes below, his erection steadfast because he's very much into being turned on by a horny little devil.

"Are you going to give me a paddle with my panties down for being upfront with you mister judge? I mean, you know that girls just want to have fun, go ask Cyndi Lauper she put it on the record."

"I've got something better in mind for you young whipper snapper starting with a blindfold and don't give me your lip about Cyndi Lauper putting things on the record... she also cut one not long ago called Lay Me Down and that gives me a good idea what to do with you right here and now." Katie laughs. "Where have you been all my life Mr Judge; don't you know us schoolgirls we like to fantasise about older men with dirty minds and big cocks and yeah, we learn to orgasm years before you'd ever know about it. "

Judge Jurie bangs his fist down. "You ought to be ashamed for indulging yourself with wet fingers as a school girl without parental supervision. No wonder you've landed yourself in my court you passionate little pipsqueak. Fingering yourself to orgasm without adult monitoring is totally selfish.

"Anyway when did you start this disgusting habit of pleasing yourself without asking permission? Raunchy curiosity's written all over his face as he leers at her. "I must warn you that whatever you say will be taken down as evidence and I'll use it against you."

"Um, well your Dishonour it was long way back, straight after school or under the desk in class sometimes but I only got hot quivers from inside my pussy not like the feelings I get these days going right through me almost. I did it once in a bus on the bench seat sitting a jolly middle-aged man in a track suit and gee, I wonder if he worked out what I was doing with my hand up my school tunic? It's a real buzz to do it if I know a man can see me doing it. Now how's that for a confession?"

The crusty judge squeezes a bulky shape under his black robe and leans right over his Bench waving a big finger as Katie cuts an innocent looking expression that turns into a haughty smirk. "I've heard enough you little orgasmic opportunist, coming into my courtroom telling me how you learned to play with yourself in school and me, a respectable pillar of mature society having to imagine how sexual gratification felt for you... I'm finding you guilty of being a younger than springtime wannabe, a flirtatious little fucker, a hot young body in a class of her own and for having mouth-watering lips that make you irresistibly kissable to horny old men. What do you have to say for yourself you little hot arse?"

"Okay mister judge and jury I must be guilty then because I love turning horny old men on knowing they must wank themselves silly thinking about me. It's my way of letting dirty old men wanting it off with a bit of young skirt to live it up, like you right now eh?"

"Enough of your insolence you sizzling little sexpot, I'm putting this here blindfold on you right now so you'll be in the dark as to how I'm going to punish you for making me drool about how you try to disrespect old fashioned Alpha male authority. Prepare to feel helpless you puerile piece of undersized pumpkin."

He walks up to Katie in his long black ceremonial robes to reveal a beastly thick rock hard seven-inch penis thrusting out from a gap in his long black robes. 

"When's the last time you ever saw a cock as good as this one, eh?" he sneers as he puts it right up to her face and ties the blindfold tightly behind her head, brushing aside her twin pigtails. Katie says nothing but she feels her love juices warming up inside by the way he's giving her the stick about who's in charge. He proceeds to strip her naked and his ageing eyes bulge when as he kneels down to see her perfectly waxed smooth prominent pubic mound and a perfectly eatable virgin looking pussy with fully recessed inner lips and wide puffy outer labia making her look the part of the young brat she wants him to think she is. An urgent shiver runs through his loins at the prospect of teaching a young smart arse a lesson as lays her on the carpeted floor, smacks her tight small butt with an open hand before squeezing her high set cheeks outwards so that her generously displayed vulva sits up provocatively. He can't resist a soft low growl as animal instinct consumes his thoughts. He stares at the wondrous sight for a whole minute. 

His courtroom captive wonders what's going through his mind as she lays head down blindfolded on her navel because she can't see him still staring between her smooth youthful bare thighs and slowly stroking his masterful phallus. 

"Okay you rebellious little brat you like to play with yourself and show off to older men so show me how you can masturbate with both hands while you've got your back to me. I want to see it from behind right between those desirable firm thighs," he orders snappily. 

The randy old lawman breaks into a smug smile as he sees Katie's left hand sliding under her torso towards her lower region and her right hand angling back to access her pussy from above. 

Watching both sets of fingers meet from under and over and seeing them probing slowly at first he leans closer to admire the freshness of her cute body as she angles her hips slightly to one side with slight elevation that allows better access with one hand working three fingers up to her knuckles inside and the other exciting her clit.

Even horny old Judge Jurie hasn't seen a babe do it this way and the sight of her small perfectly proportioned backside sends an erotic message to his brain as he glances at her school clothes and skimpy underwear on the floor beside her. He feels his penis, hard as a rock, and he's thinking if someone else was watching how her unsullied looking fat hairless pussy would look from behind with his swollen weapon squeezing her lovely labia way to the side as the shaft worked its thickness in right up to his big balls.

For one reason or other the very sight of naked Katie prone and masturbating with her shapely youthful thighs and well developed buttocks arching slightly higher every new minute and twitching about right before his eyes makes the old prick score her way above the older fantasy models he's set his sights on in the past. Katie gives him a real treat because she knows how older men feel about younger chicks with tight smooth bodies. 

It can't get better even if he demands it, he thinks, licking his lips. Katie's boobs might be miniscule compared to big jug birds but the high puffy areolas are erotically more erogenous with erect nipples that stand out like a lighthouse on a rocky crop. What a contrast, he thinks, to the 30 year-old part-time redhead receptionist he enjoyed last month with breasts that could have got her a centrefold spread easily in a glossy men's magazine had she preferred going more public than secretly private for the kind of money to get her new sports car. 

Katie can't help but orgasm, she's so sensitive to touch that her cute little pussy craves satisfaction and it's always better for her when someone is watching. She moans softly at first and doesn't have to fake anything as she gets progressively worked up to a climax. 

Unbridled, the old man picks Katie up and lifts her upside down with her head dangling above the carpet as he puts her invitingly open thighs either side of his head and drapes them over each shoulder ready to give her a taste of his tongue.

Not a word's spoken because the horny old judicial boss cocky is in his fetish element with her pressed right up to his hungry mouth. Like a man possessed, he's into her as if he's eating a hamburger -- okay, a small burger. Her sighs that turn to loud moans and constant gasps when he changes the angles with his nose sitting right against her bare pubic bone keep his tongue working overtime. In his dirty old man mind he's thinking about what he's doing, too right he is, as he imagines things about her that a judge shouldn't be imagining. But of course, Judge Jurie isn't packing a hard and fast thick seven-inch weapon just for show.

He succeeds in making her come more than once with his relentless tongue ploughing into her crevices, her feet jiggling about behind his broad shoulder blades. His masterful experience works in different ways on her highly sensitive clitoris to turn tumultuous teasing into total torment. 

But after having many minutes of hot sweet unadulterated virgin flesh inside his mouth he swings Katie back to her feet, his cock throbbing, and grabs some tape to bind her wrists behind her back making her feel more helpless with the blindfold.

She knows not to interrupt a man by talking when he's horny provided he knows what he's doing so she stands subserviently without question. He sits her down and presses the tip of his rod right to the edge of her rich red lips glossed and glistening. He'll ensure her saucy young mouth will be dripping with his cum before too long.

He wriggles the head against her mouth and finds it easily resting on her tongue, a primary instinct resulting in the right action to match the mood of the moment.

'Suck my cock you hot arse prick teaser, come on slobber on it good and proper, I want to see those sweet young wet lips open nice and wide to get wrapped around my fat erection and get working on it."

Katie's hot inside because she loves the dominant sensation of a man's penis right where it belongs -- in her mouth, twisting her mouth around it like a fish thrashing in a net and dragging back and forth with fervent friction, her cute moans making Judge Jurie realise he can't last much longer.

The blindfold makes the moment twice as erotic for Katie because she's in the dark and knows she's at his mercy with her hands tied, his cock in her mouth, and it feels erotically thick and hot. For the old man it's now or never and he suddenly withdraws short of shooting his full load into her mouth. That can come a bit later he figures as he lifts her off the chair and straddles her nude small frame up to his very large body, plonking her on his lap and with expert precision, spikes her tight wet cunt with his very vertical shaft.

She lets out a loud girly gasp as she feels the huge swollen object pushing its way somewhat easily between her tight inner lips, normally well hidden, but now gripping hold of the broad shape in the way that well- trained vaginas do when they know what's good for them.

"Oh my god," she purrs several times as he begins to thrust joyfully once he gets it full length into her from her sitting position, her short legs draped over his broad thighs. After all, Katie's mere 4ft 7 in frame is so sensationally subordinate to his commanding 6ft 4-inch bulk as he bounces her on his lap like a gregarious grandfather would if he were so inclined and could get away with it.

His mouth leans into her body and suckles on her big dome-like areolas, but they only seem big because the rest of her breast is so small. Sucking on them makes him think he's feeding on juicy marshmallows with little knobs he can get his teeth on to nibble and pull tantalisingly out as far as possible.

Judge Jurie leans into Katie's ear, nibbling her lobe, licking and breathing into it with a hot breath. "You're a very fuckable pretty young thing aren't you," he whispers and without hesitation, clamps his mouth against her aroused and swollen rosy red glistening lips and with her hands tied behind her back, uses his brute strength to pull her face into his without letting go.




Adventurous Little Katie Ch. 03



The kiss is long and passionate. Katie enjoys a good fuck and if the man is good enough it creates immense passion for her to let him do anything he likes even hot tongue kissing.

For a moment in time age is no barrier, an astonishing age difference with their genitals joined in a holy alliance that continues beyond Katie experiencing a powerful vaginal orgasm that sends her mind into a spin it was so good. How he can keep it up for so long she can only wonder but here's a man who's screwed quite a few chicks into his day and he knows how to hold back to give them a rip roaring good time. Katie's making so many sexy sounds he's not to ask if she wants to be put on a good behaviour bond as she rides jerkily on his penis. 

Finally Judge Jurie puts his big hands around her 18-inch waist and lifts her off his cock, making her kneel between his knees to hungrily use her mouth to fuck his erection faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster. Hot lips and uncontrolled passion go well together working the friction closer and closer and closer to the point he is about to explode.

He looks down at this blindfolded slave-like nubile sexpot, hands tied behind her back, bobbing her once innocent looking face up and down, pigtails flying about with her mouth on the upper end of his big cock as though she's lost control of herself and then it happens -- his ejaculate comes hot and strong.

She feels the first burst hot and sticky hit right up on the roof of her mouth forcing her to swallow it. She instantly pulls back in time to see the second and third stream shooting against her face before she takes the head in her mouth again and with firm lips gripping it, sends the old man into groaning raptures as she continues to suck back and forth until she's dried his cock.

He looks at her, wads of cum dripping down from above her nose on to her lips making her use her tongue to clean up every skerrick of it.

A few idle minutes tick by as she gets her breath and composure again and she pulls a cheeky 'are you satisfied now?' face at the ogling old timer. 

"No I'm not!" he sneers as if there's more to come. "I didn't entertain having you in my courtroom to let you off that easily. Tell me how it felt to have my big cock in your mouth and in that sexy little pussy all in the one half-hour."

"Um, well Mr Judgement it sure reminds me of my first time with my dear uncle Zach, he's got a big one like you only he looks a lot younger, in his 50s actually."

"What! You little come hither sprout are you telling me you learnt how to fuck with your uncle?"

"Sure. Didn't want to be the only girl in my group at school who couldn't say she's been there and done that."

"You enjoyed it eh?"

"Well once a girl's had one she always wants it you know. I bet you like feeling up the fair sex if you get a chance."

"That's enough of your insolence, what I do is my business and I keep it to myself -- all you need to know is that you cost me a small fortune coming here so I'm going to make you earn your keep so I'll untie your hands from behind your back."

"You're letting me go, off the hook, good behaviour bond maybe?"

"No chance young lady but you don't look very lady-like right now because I'm laying you on your back and get those short legs bent right back behind your shoulders so I can tie your wrists around your ankles. Your sexy young posterior sitting up so nice and bold's giving me an ulterior motive... take a deep breath while I get my favourite double dildo out.

He takes it out of his briefcase -- a more sensitive rippled surface double dick shaped one made especially for two holes at the one time. As he smears her anus with some lubricant and adds some to the sex toys he looks at Katie so tender and helpless lying before him with his double thickness black blindfold around her eyes and her lovely legs tied right back, arms strapped parallel to them so she can't move. 

If perving was part of his past time he's bound to enjoy the next session with Katie as he works both objects slowly into her until he's satisfied she's got a good seven inches or so inside before he switches on the powerful swirl action vibrator.

The very sight of her rocking about as he ups the tempo towards full strength brings his big old cock back to a majestic erection. He strokes it slowly with one hand, squeezing his big balls with the other somewhat gleefully as he watches her squiggling about panting and moaning. Just as well he thought to bring his video camera with sound so he can enjoy seeing it all over again for the many months or years ahead he wants to bring back the moment.

Katie's never had one of these things in her before and being tied up blindfolded as they pulsate almost violently inside forces her erotic arousal to a new level and making her wriggle about noisily. The feeling of multiple orgasms is mind boggling anytime and the thrusting, swiveling vibrating action of the cock-shaped one inside her bum is a new experience making her gasp and moan louder than ever before. 

Judge Jurie's literally beside himself recording all this -- after all, a learned lawman can only make fair judgement from courtroom evidence by close examination of the facts. A good 20 minutes or so later with Katie seemingly exhausted he removes the twin cock dildos and puts them back in his briefcase.

Does he untie her and remove the blindfold? Not on your sweet bippety because he firstly wants to enjoy running his fingers all over her naked body while she's in such an explicit posture. In fact, in his summing up he intends to add indecent exposure and extreme provocation to her list of offences.

"How do you feel now?" he whispers in her ear after caressing just about every inch of her body and sucking for several minutes again on her kid-like puffy mounds.

"I feel fucked, are you going to untie me now and let me see that big hard cock of yours once more? she responds with a suggestive bit of steel in her voice. After all, it's not very lady-like to be seen lying about like that, it's just as well there's a responsible adult handy to supervise her.

Katie's visit to old Judge Jurie ends with a whopping further 25-minute session seeing her head down tail up on her elbows and knees while he drills her good and proper from behind, then changing positions to pound her hard and fast in his old favourite, the wheelbarrow position. 

In his summing up he decides to exonerate Katie of all charges of sexual misadventure even though he finds her guilty on every count of 'old man exploitation' as a copycat cutie pie teeny bopper with an uncontrolled passion for thrill seeking.

Does that mean he threw the book at her? No, he just books her to come back once a month on the 15th over a sleazy 12-month probation period to make sure he didn't misjudge her. 

*

NEXT: Delicious Little Katie visits her grandpa on his farm way out in the country. He hasn't see her since he used to bounce her on his knee on the veranda and that was more than 16 years ago. It seems broken family ties can be mended with real feelings, fondness and love, just wait and see.