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Suzy Watkins {RivYavtry} (mg anal,rape)
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Everyone knew of the Watkins family.

The parents had never worked, apparently thriving living on
government benefits, and they always had expensive cars in the
driveway, the latest expensive electronic gadgets and toys, and
plenty of money for ciggies, booze and foreign holidays. Nobody
messed with the Watkins family. The result would be vandalised cars,
smashed windows or even burning rags stuffed through doors. Decent
people took great pains to avoid them, nodding and walking quickly
past when they encountered them.

There were three sons in the Watkins family, born at approximately
yearly intervals. All were little monsters, roaming the streets with
cans of beer and shouting and swearing at all hours, never at school,
forever in and out of juvenile detention.

Ten years later along came little Suzy Watkins. The neighbourhood
reckoned she could turn out to be the worst of the bunch. And she
went to my school.

Once a month my school held a sixth-form disco. Not exactly the
coolest place to hang out; under-sixteens, ciggies and booze were
banned, but it was a way for me and my fellow geeks to feel superior
to the younger kids.  

On that particular evening, there was a bunch of older boys sitting
at a table. With them was twelve year old Suzy Watkins, smoking a
ciggie and chugging beer from a bottle. I wondered what had happened
to the supervisors. Suzy moved from boy to boy, sitting on their
knees and snogging them while they crudely groped her. Suddenly she
spotted me watching her, and she stared back in my direction.
Embarrassed, I turned my head away. A few moments later I risked
another glance and saw she was still staring at me.

Later that evening she got up from the older boys' table and headed
in our direction. At first I wasn't alarmed because we were sitting
at a table near the toilets. But the older boys were watching her and
looking in my direction. Was she planning to humiliate me in some
way? She came over and stopped right in front of me, killing the
group's conversation.

Suzy's dyed-blonde hair was cut in a fashionable bob. Adorned with
lipstick and mascara, her face looked older than her years, She was
wearing a very tiny pink crop-top with obviously no bra underneath,
so from where I was sitting I could see the swell of the underneath
of her breasts, only modest in size but perfect for her tiny frame.
Below she was wearing a tight-fitting pair of black, low-cut jeans
studded with rhinestones. The front seemed to be deliberately
designed to show as much bare flesh as possible, nearly to the point
of flashing her pubes, and emphasising the slender waist and trim
stomach. Elsewhere the jeans clung to her pert bottom and slender
legs like a glove.

Despite the age difference, my body couldn't help but respond to the
slutty outfit. I kept my arms between my legs, hoping to hide the
sudden bulge my cock was making in the front of the jeans.

"Let's dance."

It sounded more like an order than a request. The older boys were
watching intently. I guessed she had bet with them that she could get
a geek onto the dance floor.

"No thank you," I responded, reluctantly averting my gaze and facing
my friends in an attempt to restart the conversation.

"What the fuck!" exclaimed Suzy, who turned and stomped out of the
hall.

Later that evening the nightmare began in earnest. Police arrived,
and were pointed in my direction.

"Are you Stuart MacKenzie?" they asked.

"Yes."

"We'd like you to come to the station with us to answer some
questions."

I spent the night in the police station, first waiting for a duty
solicitor to turn up, then being bombarded with questions. They asked
me about the disco, did I know Suzy Watkins, did I speak to her and
did I see her outside the disco hall. It was the early hours of the
morning when my parents were allowed to see me, and they told me why
I was there. Suzy Watkins claimed I had followed her out of the disco
hall and raped her.

My possessions were taken away, I had to swap my clothes for a
simple uniform and I was led away to the cells. They even took my
shoelaces. It was early the following evening and I was sleeping
fitfully when I was wakened by the cell door opening.

"Mr MacKenzie, you're free to go. Thank you for helping us with our
enquiries."

I found out later that my friends had all supported my story, that I
had been with them all evening, and when the police doctor tried to
take samples from Suzy she suddenly withdrew her claim.

Even though I was innocent, my suffering continued. My mates stuck
by me but the headmaster suggested it would be better for all
concerned if I changed schools while Suzy stayed put. News of the
events spread, and many people assumed I was guilty on the basis that
there was no smoke without fire. Several people shunned my parents
for no other reason.

I lived with my resentment for a couple of months. Then one day I
saw Suzy and a bunch of much older girls hanging out at the mall.
Suzy was dressed to kill again, smoking a ciggie and laughing and
fooling around without a care in the world. She must have seen me but
she totally ignored me. On the other hand I was convinced that
several people turned to stare at me and whisper about me behind my
back. I couldn't stand the injustice of the situation any more and I
started making plans.

About a month later my opportunity arose. A few doors away from the
Watkins' house, there was an empty house surrounded by tall hedges.
Buyers shied away from the property when they learnt who would be
amongst their neighbours so the house had been empty for a while.

I waited behind the hedge, as I had for several nights. The street
light was broken, having taken me a large number of shots using
stones thrown from behind the hedge. There was no hurry to get it
repaired; broken streetlights were common in the Watkins'
neighbourhood. Cloaked in darkness and dressed all in black,
including a black ski-mask, I was nigh but invisible to casual
passers-by. 

Just after midnight my vigil was rewarded. Suzy Watkins was
staggering her way home on foot. She must have spent all her money on
booze and fags and couldn't afford a taxi. Even better, she was
wearing the same slutty outfit she had worn at the school disco. As
she drew level with the house, I slipped out from behind the hedge
and grabbed her, clamping my left hand over her mouth to stop her
screaming, and pressing my knife to her throat with the right.

"Listen bitch, scream or fight and I'll cut your throat," I growled
so that she wouldn't recognise my voice. "Nod if you understand."

Suzy nodded her head. I released her mouth, prepared to cover it
again if she screamed, but the knife at her throat cowed her to
silence. I grabbed her left wrist and twisted it up high behind her
back, Suzy yelped in pain, but didn't scream. I frogmarched her into
the house, kicking the door shut behind us. I forced Suzy upstairs
and into one of the bedrooms, now empty apart from my supplies and
the carpet left behind by the previous owners.

The supplies included a sturdy pair of handcuffs, sold as a kids'
toy but fully functional. I cuffed Suzy's wrists behind her back. She
was bound to figure out my identity at some stage, so in an act of
bravado I pulled off my ski mask.

"You're about to find out what happens to little sluts who cry
wolf," I gloated.

"Stuart!"

She recognised me and visibly sagged. I put my knife away.

"You can scream if you want. Nobody will hear you. And if you try to
run, I bet I can catch you. And now I'm going to see what little
girls are made of."

I thrust both hands up underneath Suzy's crop top, squeezing the
small but firm young breasts and pinching her nipples. Suzy gasped.
My cock was rock hard in the front of my jeans, and I hoped Suzy
could see it. After a couple of minutes of crude groping, I lowered
my hands to Suzy's jeans, unfastening the belt and unzipping the fly.
Suzy stiffened as she realised where this was leading. I tugged the
jeans down to her ankles, trailing my hands against the smooth warm
flash of her legs. Underneath Suzy was wearing a tiny pink thong. One
yank and that too was round Suzy's ankles. I walked round Suzy,
inspecting her. I noted the sparse wiry patch of dark pubic hair;
Suzy was well into puberty. I grasped her buttocks in my hands and
kneaded the firm white flesh. 

"On your knees, bitch," I ordered her.

Suzy sank compliantly to her knees. I tugged the jeans and thong off
over her ankles.

"Bend over and move your knees apart, slut!"

With her hands cuffed behind her, Suzy had no alternative but to
lean forward and support herself on her chest. With her knees apart I
had a good view of her pussy lips and puckered little asshole as I
knelt down behind her.

"Please be gentle, I'm a virgin," she sobbed.

That really surprised me. I ran my hands over her buttocks again,
making her start when I traced my fingers round her asshole, and then
again when I crudely parted her pussy lips and tried to insert a
finger. A hymen! No wonder she withdrew the rape claim when the
police doctor was about to examine her.

"My seed is too good for your cunt, bitch. I don't want a little
bastard crawling out of there in nine months time to end up like your
brothers."

Suzy sobbed quite loudly after that, either because of the insult to
her family or the implications of what I'd said. I took my jar of
vaseline and liberally plastered Suzy's asshole, then I greased my
index finger.

"No, please, not there. I'll do anything," Suzy begged.

I stabbed Suzy's asshole with my index finger, but she clenched hard
to keep me out.

"If you don't let me in I'll use my knife to cut my way in," I
threatened.

Suzy acceded, and relaxed her sphincter and I pushed my finger in to
the first knuckle. I sampled the smooth surface of Suzy's hot, tight
rectum with my fingertip, causing her to gasp. I pushed further in,
up to the second knuckle. If Suzy's rectum was this tight round my
finger, would I be able to penetrate her with my cock?

I pulled my finger out, and Suzy sighed with relief. But it was only
temporary as I greased my other fingers and forced two into her. I
worked them around, trying to force them apart as much as possible to
stretch the rectum. I inserted a third and then the fourth finger and
fucked her ass with them to loosen her. I thought I detected sighs in
amongst the sobs; could Suzy be enjoying this?

When I judged her ready, I pulled my fingers out of Suzy's ass and
cleaned the shit off the best I could with some wet wipes. I stepped
out of my jeans and boxers and thoroughly greased my aching cock.
Then I applied another generous dollop of vaseline to Suzy's asshole.
Kneeling behind her again I forced first one thumb then the other
past her sphincter, and hooking them inside I pulled her open. I
stabbed the head of my cock between my thumbs and pushed hard,
gaining entry. Once I was sure the head of my cock was securely past
the sphincter I slid my thumbs free and grasped her firmly by the
hips.

"No," Suzy groaned, realising what was embedded inside her.

I knelt there motionless for a moment, savouring the heat and
pressure of Suzy's rectum round the head of my cock. I was so aroused
that any further excitement and I would have cum prematurely. I
waited until I felt the edge of my arousal recede, then I thrust
hard, jolting Suzy's preteen body. My cock was a further half inch
inside her. I pulled out a fraction and thrust hard again, gaining a
little more, jolting her again.

"No more, it fucking hurts," begged Suzy.

"You're going to take it all, you little slut!"

I was soon halfway in, but I had to stop thrusting or I would have
cum. I used the opportunity to rub some more Vaseline round Suzy's
sphincter, which was looking red and angry at its distension. I
started thrusting again, and little by little I felt Suzy's sphincter
edging its way along my cock.

"I can't take it, you're fucking killing me."

Suzy was crying loudly now but I had no room for sympathy. Despite
having to take a couple more time-outs, eventually my belly was
crushed against Suzy's cool soft buttocks, my balls lightly brushing
her pussy lips. I remained motionless for several moments, savouring
the heat and tightness along the length of my cock. I was so close to
cumming.

I pulled my cock out until just the head was embedded in Suzy's
rectum, then thrust in hard all the way. Suzy screamed, and I cried
out too as I finally allowed myself to orgasm. My cock spasmed
violently as my semen coursed its length, emerging deep in Suzy's
bowels. My cock pulsated for an eternity; even after my orgasm had
died down it continued to throb intermittently.

Drained, I collapsed on top of Suzy, who in turn collapsed full-
length onto the carpet, crushed by my weight, my cock still deeply
embedded inside her. I could feel her body shaking as she sobbed.

As we lay there I realised that my cock was still hard. Perhaps it
was just the blood being trapped inside by Suzy's tight sphincter. I
rocked gently against Suzy's cool fleshy buttocks and realised that I
was still aroused, perhaps even capable of a second round.

I pulled myself back onto my knees, pulling Suzy up too by the hips.
Having cum so recently there was no urgency this time and I fucked
Suzy's ass slowly and methodically. After a few minutes I noticed
that Suzy's sobs were being replaced by sighs. I reached round
underneath her and discovered moisture, and with a bit of probing
found the hard little button of her clit. Suzy gasped when I gently
caressed it with a fingertip, pushing back against my finger to
increase the pressure.

At this unexpected turn, my cock became fully aroused and felt the
size of a baseball bat. I started slamming hard into Suzy's rectum
while continuing to massage her clit. Suddenly she squealed and went
rigid, then her whole body spasmed in orgasm round my cock. That
pushed me over the edge and I cried out in answer as my cock pulsed
and throbbed, squirting a second load of semen into Suzy's bowels.

I collapsed on top of Suzy again, feeling hot and sweaty and
drained. This time my cock shrivelled inside Suzy's rectum; I was
totally spent. After a few minutes I felt chill where my sweat was
drying. I eased my flaccid cock out of Suzy's rectum, watching as the
sphincter closed behind me. It looked red raw and was weeping a
little. I cleaned my cock with wet wipes.

"I'm sorry," whispered Suzy.

That was the last thing I expected to hear.

"I hate my fucking parents and the way I was brought me up. Would
you buy a twelve year old clothes like mine? All the girls my age
fucking laugh at me. I was desperate for friendship but all those
older boys wanted was to feel me up and try to get in my panties. I
thought you would be different, I really wanted to get to know you.
And when you turned me down I could hear the boys laughing at me and
it got out of hand."

"Oh God, I'm sorry," I apologised too. "When you came over with
those boys watching I thought you were trying to humiliate me for a
bet." 

"I guess I deserved what you just did to me," Suzy sniffled.

"What happens now? Are you going to tell anyone?" I asked.

"No, I think we're even. That second time was fucking brilliant. I'd
like to do it again sometime."

My cock jerked even though it was flaccid. I uncuffed Suzy's wrists
and helped her to her feet.

"Ouch," she winced. "My bum feels fucking sore. And I feel all
bruised and greasy inside."

I hugged Suzy sympathetically, and she raised herself onto her toes
and kissed me on the lips, a gentle chaste closed-lips kiss of
affection. I handed her the wet wipes and she cleaned herself up,
wincing as she wiped her asshole.

"They're medicated with a small amount of antiseptic so it'll sting
a bit," I warned her, wise after the event.

I suddenly noticed the time.

"When do you have to be home?" I asked.

"Whenever. My parents wouldn't care if I stayed out all night.
Perhaps it would have been better if you had knocked me up with a
little bastard, then at least they'd fucking notice me."      

We sat talking and hugging for a couple of hours, then I had to get
home even if Suzy didn't.

We agreed we had to keep our relationship secret, but we meet
regularly in the empty house for friendship and mind-blowing ass-
fucks, me and my twelve year old girlfriend.