Darla's New Beginning
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Author's Note: This is the very first story I wrote and put on a website. It was something of a response to George Glass's "Darla" stories. Once I got permission to post it on the other site that won't be named here I got some nice comments and encouragement to keep writing. In a way it seems like George himself points people to my story when he gets asked if there is any more stories about Darla. Sadly when the other site pulled down loli/shorta stories this one and George's stories were yanked. After awhile I made this site for my other stories. I didn't post this one for a long time due to not being able to find George anywhere to ask for his permission. I finally found him on another forum and he gave me permission to post this here!
Here are the links to the first two parts of his Darla stories, a warning though, they do involve rape:
"Darla": http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600106917
"Darla's Dad": http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600106922
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Clark ran the day camp for the past several years. He enjoyed working with the young kids, helping them learn skills and have fun. He would take personal interest in the children he took care of. There was one little girl that peeked his interest, a chubby little girl named Darla.
Darla had been coming to the day camp for several years. She was a cute little blonde, a little chubby but full of sprit. Well, she was full of sprit until recently.
Clark noticed it about a year ago. It seemed like one day she was her fun normal self, and then the next day she seemed distant, and sad. He tried to talk to her but having to take care of the camp he wasn't able to get her alone to speak with her. This year she was 12 years old; this would be her last year being at the camp.
When she came in the first day she seemed very tired. She didn't seem as active as she used to be. Clark heard rumors from the other kids about Darla. Some said she was having sex with two teens name Kyle and Jay. Other rumors said she got pregnant by some guy but had to get an abortion. Clark would often tell the children to not spread lies like that. When Clark would see Darla's mom at the super market he would ask if everything was ok at home. She would say everything is ok and Darla was just being moody.
This didn't sit well with Clark.
It was about a week into opening when Clark saw his chance. He saw how after camp was done Darla would hang around a bit after, as if she didn't want to go home. Clark saw Darla and walked up to her.
"Hey there Darla, how are you?" he asked. Darla looked around for a moment before answering.
"I'm fine..."
"I need to talk to you. Could you come to my office for a moment?"
Darla looked like she was about to start crying. Clark quickly gave her a smile to calm her down.
"Don't worry hun, you're not in trouble."
She nodded and followed Clark to his office. He placed a sign on the door that read "meeting in progress, do not disturb" before closing and locking it. The office was a medium sized room. It has a desk, some chairs, and a cot that was used for sick children. Clark pulled out a chair and had Darla sit. She looked nervous as Clark sat across from her.
"Darla, I noticed you seemed upset, maybe a little sad. Is everything ok?"
Darla looked at the man in front of her. She looked at his handsome clean shaven face and brown hair. Clark had always been so nice to her. When ever other kids would make fun of her weight Clark would come in and make sure they stopped. In couple cases he kicked out the meaner kids who wouldn't stop. Darla looked down at the tank top she was wearing. She didn't know what to say or do. Her father Don had threatened her, told her if she told anyone about what he does with her she would be in trouble.
"I'm ok..." she whispered, not making eye contact with Clark.
He didn't buy it.
"Darla, I can tell you are lying. I'm here to help. You can tell me."
She tried to keep calm; she looked up at Clark's kind face and broke down crying. She told him everything. She told him about how Kyle and Jay were mean to her and hurt her. She told him about what her father had been doing to her. She told him about how she got sick and her parents had to take her to a special doctor to "clean out her tummy", or at least that's what her mom told her the doctor did.
Clark sat there, shocked. This special little girl crying in his office had just told him how she was raped, and how her mom had helped covered it up. He felt anger rising up in him. He wanted to go out and hurt anyone and everyone who hurt this little angel. He kept calm though, right now she needed someone to help her, not scare her. Clark got out of his chair and came towards Darla. He picked up the little girl and hugged her tightly.
"Shhh, its ok, its ok." He whisped in her ear as he held her.
It had been too long since Darla felt any kind of love from anyone. Her father was never a hugging type, and now the only thing he wanted from her was to abuse and rape her. Her mother seemed to try to be kind to her but now that Darla was now her father's fuck toy she seemed to keep her distance. Darla whimpered into Clark's strong chest. He held her tightly, his other hand lightly touching her blonde hair.
"You poor thing. No one should be mean to you." He said quietly. His hand was on the girl's lower back. Her tank top seemed to be too small for her age and weight. He used his thumb to lightly stroke her exposed skin. Darla started to calm down. She leaned her head on Clark's chest.
"You mean it?" she asked.
Clark leaned back some, making Darla look at him.
"You are the sweetest little girl I have ever seen. You should be kissed, and held and be treated like a princess!"
Darla smiled. She had never had anyone say anything that sweet to her. Clark leaned in and kissed her on her little lips. She was shocked. Clark pulled back and looked at her.
"Wow." Was the only thing she could say.
"Did you like that?" he asked. She took a moment before she could answer, and the only thing she could do was nod.
"Has anyone kissed you before?"
She shook her head no.
"May I kiss you again?"
She smiled and nodded.
Clark leaned in and kissed her again. He started softly, letting her get use to him. After a moment he pushed his tongue into her little mouth. Both his hands held her by her lower back. He used his thumbs to rub her skin. Soon he pulled back and smiled at her.
"You are so beautiful; I want to make love to you."
Darla didn't really know what that meant. Clark could see a confused look on her face. He lifted her up off his lap and had her stand before him. He looked her over. Her tank top rode up some, showing her chubby tummy. She had a worried look on her face as Clark stood up.
"May I undress you?" he asked. She bit her lower lip.
Clark seemed real nice, and so far he hasn't hurt her or treated her meanly. To tell the truth she did have a little bit of a crush on Clark. Soon she nodded.
"Ok" she replied.
Clark smiled, kissing her again. He lightly pulled her tank top off, exposing her puffy nipples. He stood back and looked at her. Darla seemed to want to cover up. She had been nude on front of the teen boys and her father. Every time she heard mean comments like "pig" or "cow". She was worried that Clark would be the same way.
"You are a little angel." He said, leaning in to kiss her again.
He placed his hands on her little developing breast and used his thumbs to rub her little nipples. She moaned as he started to kiss her face, her plump cheeks, her neck, working his way to her nipples. Darla never experienced this before. She stood there and let Clark kiss his way to her breast. He took one of her tiny nipples and started to suck on, then the other. Darla found her hands move on their own, moving to the top of Clark's head. After a while he kissed his way down more. He got to her pudgy belly. He smiled as he rained kisses on her stomach; he used his fingers to tickle her some. She giggled.
Clark then moved his hands down towards her shorts. He hooked his thumbs into the waist band started to pull down. As he pulled down he would give a light kiss to her exposed skin. Soon he had her shorts and panties on the floor. He helped her step out of the shorts. He then untied her shoes and removed her socks. When he was finished he stood up, looking down at the nude 12 year old angel.
Darla blushed. She wanted to cover up but she felt that if she would do that she would upset Clark. She couldn't really look at Clark.
"I'm fat and ugly." She whispered. Clark got on one knee and took his hand and softly moved Darla's head to face him.
"Why would you think that?"
"Kyle, and Jay, and my dad said I am. And all the other kids..."
Clark silenced Darla with another kiss. He lifted her up and carried her to the cot and laid her down. He broke off the kiss and looked down at her.
"You are beautiful. You don't let anyone say other wise!"
Darla nodded. He smiled and started to kiss all over her body. She gasped as his hands and lips touched her all over. Soon he worked his way down towards her pussy. He lightly pulled her legs open so he can look at her still hairless cunt. She bit her lower lip. It was usually at this point he father would just shove his dick in to her. But Clark was still dressed. Clark stared at her exposed pussy for awhile, the slowly moved his face up to is and slowly gave it a lick.
Darla gasped.
"D... don't lick there, its dirty!" she whimpered. Clark shook his head.
"No baby, it tastes so good."
Clark continued to lick her little cunt. She gasped and squirmed as his tongue found her little clit. His hands holding her hips in place as he sucked and licked up her little juices. She was breathing hard as Clark worked his tongue. Her little heart was beating hard as she started to come close to her first orgasm. Her body tightened up and her hands grabbed Clark's head as if to hold him in place as she cried out. Clark moaned as he tasted her cum.
Clark pulled back and looked at the young girl. Her body was beat red and she was breathing hard. Her eyes were closed as she tried to calm down and catch her breath. At this moment Clark started to undress. Darla opened her eyes when she heard the metal clasp of Clark's belt open. She saw Clark was nude in front of her. He was muscular, and his cock wasn't as big as her father's but he looked thicker. He stroked his cock as he looked down at her.
"D... Do you want me to suck you?" she meekly asked.
"You don't have to hun. I have lube."
Her father never gave her a choice. He would just shove his cock in her mouth and force her to suck. She didn't like doing it but had no choice. But she felt as if she should for Clark, he made her feel good so she should do the same.
"I want to. Please can I?" she asked. Clark smiled and walked over to her face.
His cock throbbed as he stood in front of her face. At close up his cock looked huge. She took a deep breath and tried to take his whole dick in her mouth. He gasped as she let him into her mouth. She tried to take as much as she could but started to gag. Clark pulled back.
"Baby you don't have to do that." He said. She looked up at Clark.
"Daddy said I have to take it all."
"It's ok; you can take your time. You don't have to take me all at once."
Clark caressed her little face, his cock still throbbing near her face. She took him in her mouth again, this time not trying to deep throat him. She seemed to have some looks of pain on her face as she tried to take his girth. He pulled out again.
"How about you lick it all over, like a lollipop."
Darla nodded and started to lick Clark's cock up and down, her hand brushing against his balls. He looked down to watch this little girl licking his member. Clark moaned his hands on her blond hair. Her little tongue working his cock all over. After some time he stepped back.
"Oh Darla, I need to make love to you, I need to fuck you." He moaned, stroking his cock.
Darla opened her legs; she figured Clark would just get on top of her and fuck her like how her dad would. Clark shook his head.
"No baby, stand up."
She stood up. Clark lay back on the cot, stroking his cock. Darla looked confused. Clark grabbed her hips and pulled him to her. He positioned her on top of his cock. He slowly lowered her down; his cock head slowly entered her little cunt. She gasped as he pulled her down on his throbbing member. She was able to take every inch into her womb. The pain she felt was his thickness. Darla teared up as Clark held her in place so she can get use to him. He reached up and used his thumb to wipe the tear away.
"Just relax sweet heart." He whispered. She nodded.
After awhile Clark started to move his hips, slowly at first. Darla whimpered and moaned. Even though for the last several months she was fucked almost every day by her father those moments were quick, painful moments that in a way she started to tune out, even thought he would slap her, scream at her she was learning to go to a nice place in her mind. Right now she was experiencing something pleasurable, something very nice. Clark's slow movements and the throbbing of his cock seem to almost tickle her very naughty spots. She really started to like this.
Clark moved his hands all over Darla's body. He loved how this chubby little girl's body felt. She was so soft, a little jiggly but he didn't care. He often dreamed of fucking one of the many little girls that came to the day camp, he never really thought he would but he was glad he was able to with this sweet little angel.
The two started to move in unison. The room filled with the sounds of moaning and fucking. Darla's little voice repeating "ohhh yes" "feels good" and "Clark" encouraged the man to move more. Her little chubby belly and tits bouncing with each thrust. Her eyes were closed and at times her little tongue licked her lips. He reached up, sometimes feeling her belly, or her breast, sometimes to touch her face.
Clark knew he couldn't just have her this one time. He was addicted to her. He didn't want to share her with anyone else. His mind was already flooded with thoughts of keeping her at his home, being able to fuck her little body. Kissing her all over, making her cum over and over.
"Ohhh god yessss!" he cried out as he thrusted up. Darla gasped as she felt herself tighten up. She was now experiencing her first orgasm that comes from a good fuck. Both cried out as they came together. Clark's cum flooding her little womb. He held her in place as his cock shot several loads into her. Darla was breathing heavy as she was calming down. She felt Clark's cock going soft and soon slipped out of her pussy.
He pulled her close to his chest. He lovingly caressed her body as she snuggled up to him.
"Hey Darla, how would you like to spend the night at my house tonight?"
She smiled, she would love to but she then felt sad. Her father would never let her stay a night anywhere. He would expect her to be home when he got home so he could "fuck her fat little pig pussy." She shutter and tried to hold back tears.
"I... I don't think I will be aloud."
"Just call your mom up, ask if you could spend the night at a friend's house."
Darla sighed
"I don't have any friends." She replied. Hearing her say that broke his heart.
"I'm your friend. Now call your mom up."
Darla nodded and got up. She walked over to the phone on his desk. Clark watched as she dialed the phone. Her back was towards him, giving him a view of her plump little ass. He licked his lips and stroked his cock as he saw it wiggle and jiggle as she talked on the phone. He could hear her almost begging her mom to let her spend the night at her friend's house. Clark was coming up with another plan when he heard Darla say excitedly.
"Oh thank you mommy! I will be home tomorrow!"
Clark sat up as she hung up the phone. She turned around and ran to Clark, jumping into his arms.
"Mom said I can spend the night... but she said daddy will be upset."
"Don't worry about that. Let's get dressed and get going!"
The two quickly got dressed and left the office. It was getting late and it looked like the staff of the day camp had gone home. Clark led Darla to his car. She looked like she was back to her old cheerful self. He smiled as they drove to his home.
He didn't live far from the day camp. He lived in a nice development in a decent size two story house. Darla looked at the house with awe. It was so much bigger than her home. Clark let her in. He led her to the living room. He sat Darla on the couch.
"Let me ask you something."
"Ok"
"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
"Really?!" Darla asked. Her eyes wide with excitement.
"Really!"
"Yes! But... my dad..."
"Don't worry about him. You are my girlfriend now."
Darla liked the way that sounded. She smiled. He smiled back and handed her the remote to the large screen TV he had on the wall.
"Ok, how about you sit tight here; I will go get us some dinner. How does pizza sound?"
"I love pizza!" she answered excitedly. Clark smiled.
"Well I'm going to get the pizza; you can watch what ever you want. But you gotta pay me the toll."
Darla looked confused.
"What's the toll?"
"A great big hug and a big girl kiss!" he said with a smile.
Darla jumped up off the couch and wrapped her arms around Clark. She kissed him and he pushed his tongue in her mouth. She tried to use her tongue the same way he did. Soon they broke the kiss off. He sat her back on the couch.
"I'll be back in a bit ok hun?"
"Ok, boyfriend!" Darla answered. Clark smiled and walked back to his car.
He'll get dinner, but first he had to run some errands.
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Don sat in the office of his dry wall company. He had a shitty day, but to an asshole like Don every day was shitty. He sat and looked at the work orders for the next week. His phone rang. He answered and it was his wife. He really hated when she called it was always for some stupid reason. She called to let him know Darla was going to spend the night at her friend's house.
Don didn't like this.
He screamed and yelled, demanding to know where she was. He was going to pick up her fat little ass. Her only purpose was for him to cum in something that wasn't his fat, nasty wife. His mind filled with what he was going to do to that fat little bitch. He told his useless wife he didn't want Darla to leave the house for anything. When she told him she didn't know where Darla was at this pissed Don off even more.
He couldn't get to her tonight... the little bitch will pay tomorrow!
He hung up on his wife. He got up and was walking out of his office. He was going to get some beers and get himself ready for tomorrow.
His office was in an area that looked like it was in the middle of a construction area that was never finished. It was off the main roads and no one really can see what was going on there. As Don walked out he was greeted by a clean faced brown haired man.
"Are you Darla's father?" the man asked. Don looked at the man. He was wearing a t-shirt for some kid's camp.
"Who wants to know?"
The man had a serious look on his face.
"I'm going to give you two options. One, you get into your shitty truck, leave town, and never come back."
Don looked at the man and laughed.
"And what's my second option, faggot!"
The man didn't move. Don cracked his knuckles. He had some idea why this twerp was here. That little heifer must have told someone at the camp what was going on at home, and now this little shit was going to try to man up on him. He rolled up his sleeves to make sure this guy saw the U.S.M.C tattoo on his upper arm. The man didn't seem afraid.
Clark saw the tattoo and was not impressed. What people didn't know about him was that he served in the military. He was in the Special Forces, and he saw Marines as jar headed retards who were all talk no action.
"I'll let you throw the first punch." Clark said to Don.
Don smiled, this will end quickly he thought. He swung his fist at Clark's face...
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The police found Don clinging to life in front of his office. He could barley talk; the only thing he could do was mumble:
"T... tuc..."
The police decided that he must have been hit with a large truck. That was the only thing that explained his injuries.
Don's jaw was shattered; all his front teeth were knocked out. His nose was smashed. His orbital regions broken. Both arms, wrist, and all his fingers were broken. He had several ribs shattered and his genitals were what one doctor said was "a bloody mess."
As Don lay in the bed in the hospital there was one thing that played over and over in his mind. The way Clark beat him to a pulp with his bare hands after Don was able to get the one hit to his face. Clark barley broke a sweat as he stood over Don. The look on Clark's face burned onto his mind as he spoke to Don.
"Here is your fucking second option. When you recover you will not try to find Darla, you will leave town and never fucking look back. I don't care if that means you become a homeless bum somewhere. If I find you anywhere in the tri-state area I will make sure they won't find anything of you."
Don whimpered. The beating and the words repeating in his mind. In several months he would recover. As soon as the doctors told him he was able to drive and work he just left, driving for hours upon hours. At the end he was half a country away but he still looked over his shoulder.
Darla's mom sighed as Don hung up on her. She didn't like what Don was doing with Darla, but she was too afraid of him to say anything or report him. Every night she would hear Darla crying and Don screaming. She would head the squeaking bed springs and the nasty things he would say to her. She was terrified of him.
But in the back of her mind she had the sick thought of "better her than me."
Don was abusive to her, but mostly verbally. He would call her every nasty thing about her weight and whatever. She started to learn how to block it out.
She was in the kitchen when she heard the door bell. She looked over at the clock. Don should have been home by now she thought as she walked over to the door. When she answered the door she was greeted by Clark.
"Oh, hello." She said. Clark just nodded.
"I'm going to cut to the chase. I know what you been letting go on in your house. And I will give you two options. One you go get Darla's papers, her social security card and birth certificate and pack her clothes up then you leave town. I think you are smart enough to not have me show you want option two is."
Darla's mom just stood there. Her mind raced with what all he knows, and what he might have done with Don. She didn't want to call the cops or find out what "option two" was. She quickly went and got what Clark wanted. She couldn't find a suit case for Darla's clothes so she had to throw them into a large garbage bag. In less than ten minutes she gave Clark all she could. He just looked at her then reached in to his pocket.
"If I were you, I would take this time to just leave. Leave town, leave Don, just start a new life." Clark said as he handed her a large wad of cash.
"Leave Don with nothing."
Clark picked up the bag and walked to his car. Darla's mom barley gave it a thought as she went back to her home. Packed up her stuff and left. She started a new life several states away, working at a dinner and living free from an abusive asshole husband.
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Darla didn't realize how long Clark was gone until he walked in with the pizza. She smiled and jumped up to greet him. Soon they were in the dinning room, eating pizza and chatting away. After awhile Clark sat back, smiled at Darla.
"How would you like to live with me? You wouldn't have to worry about your father hurting you ever again!"
Darla's eyes opened wide.
"I mean for real?" she asked
Clark nodded.
"But... my mom wouldn't let that happen... and my dad."
"What if I told you that your mom agreed to it, and your dad won't be able to say no?"
"If you are for real, yes!"
"Your stuff is in the car." Clark responded. Darla jumped out of her seat, ran around to Clark and hugged him tightly.
She didn't care what Clark may want in return, she was just happy she wasn't going to be hurt by her dad anymore.
After dinner they took her clothes to her new room, the room she would be sharing with Clark. He saw that the little bit of clothes she had was dirty and too small for her. He promised her a weekend shopping spree for her.
The rest of the night they sat and watched TV. Clark had Darla sit on his lap. She leaned back and enjoyed sitting there. After awhile she shifted her butt a little and Clark moaned. She was about to ask if he was ok but she quickly answered her own question as she felt Clark's hard cock though his shorts. His hands found their way to her thighs and started to rub. She moans as he leaned in and started kissing her neck. She found her hips moving on their own, rubbing her covered pussy onto Clark's tent. Both moaned as he started to fondle his little lover's body. Soon he leaned in and whispered into her ear.
"Let's go to bed."
She nodded. She was about to hop off his lap but he held her close, picking her up and carrying her to their bed room. When they entered the room he laid her on her back. Darla quickly undressed. Clark chuckled.
"Someone is eager!"
Darla just smiled and opened her legs. He could see his chubby little angel's pussy was wet. Clark quickly stripped out of his clothes, his dick throbbing.
"A rule in this house is that we sleep nude." He said as he started to climb on top of Darla. He kissed her deeply.
"Mmm why." She asked after they kissed. Clark didn't answer as he slowly entered Darla's pussy.
She still wrenched in a bit of pain but she quickly relaxed. Both lovers quickly got into a rhythm as Clark started to pump in and out of Darla. She cried out as she felt him going deep into her, it hurt but it felt one hundred times better than all the rough times her father did it.
The bed rocked and squeaked as he pumped deep and hard into his little lover. Every once in a while they would have a quick kiss. The room filled with the lovers moans. Every time Darla would moan Clark's name he would thrust a little harder. He wanted her to cum. He wanted her to scream his name. He held himself back as long as he could. He watched her body turn red, her breathing becoming hard and fast, her arms and legs seem to flail a bit as she was getting close.
"Oh Darla, scream my name baby, tell me how you love it!" Clark grunted as he thrusted hard and fast.
Darla's eyes were closed as her body tightened. Her back arched as she felt her self release.
"CLARK!!!!" she screamed. This sent him over the edge as he thrusted one last time, exploding deep inside her.
He grabbed Darla and rolled onto his back, his cock still deep in her. Both tired, covered in sweat as they kissed passionately. The young girl gave a tired smile and slowly fell asleep. Clark held her all night
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The rest of the summer was great for Darla. She continued to go to the day camp. She was her old self before the nastiness that happened with the two teen boys (who Clark later visited and hurt a lot worse then what Don did to them. They really should be more careful with their dirt bikes.)
During day camp Clark and Darla would be on their best behavior. But once in a while when no one was looking he would squeeze her plump butt or sneak a quick kiss. When day camp was done she would help clean up. Mostly wound up nude in Clark's office, fucking each other till they both came.
Before her 13th birthday Darla wound up pregnant. Unlike her asshole father Clark made sure she kept it. Before the next summer she gave birth to a healthy baby girl.
Clark and Darla still fuck each other like rabbits, sometimes she would see him looking at their daughter, she wouldn't mind if he had fun with her when she got old enough.
The rest of Darla's life would wind up being great.