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Acid House Party...

Archive-name: Young/thrteen.txtArchive-author: Archive-title: Acid House
Party

I was feeling horny alright. The huge old building was hot in more ways
than one and all this smell of pussy had given me a raging hard-on. I
drifted to the back where some old machinery had been stacked. A girl was
there. She was holding on to some kind of lathe and swaying, from the
effects of either drugs, alco- hol or the pounding music. Probably all
three. I looked at her and she gazed back at me through half-closed
eyelids. 'Struth! Shedidn't half look young. "Hi!" I thought I'd chat her
up. "I'm....sho pished!" She slurred, still swaying to and fro. "I
jusht.....car-rnt..shtand up..shtraight!" I wasn't in the mood for long
conversations so I grabbed hold of one of her small tits and began to
squeeze it through her thin top. Apart from her drunken stagger, she didn't
move. A giggle escaped from somewhere in her throat. "Thatsh-me-boob!" Just
to keep things even I moved my hand to squeeze her other tit. They both
felt very new. I thought I'd better ask the question. "By the way, how old
are you?" Another giggle. "Un-lucky thir-r-r-rteen..." "Bloody hell!" I
gulped. That'd stopped me in my tracks. The gig was supposed to be
restricted to over eight- eens only. "How in hell did you get in here?" She
put an unsteady finger to her lips. "Thatsh my.... shecret..." Cryptic
answers have always pissed me off anyway, but this time I just didn't want
to know. Fuckit! What I did know was I was Horny with a capital H. "Come
here!" I instructed, grabbing her hand to pull her arm round my waist. I
wanted SEX there and then, so she'd just have to put up with it and be
satisfied with blaming herself for sneaking past the door guards. I steered
her around the machinery until I found something fairly flat at waist
height, turned her around and bent her face down with her arms flopping
loosely forwards. "Hey Mishter!....Whascha..doin....?" She slurred the
words into the machine, but fortunately she was too pissed to either resist
or care very much. I pulled up her short skirt until it stuck above her
thighs. She was wearing cotton school knickers. They'd definitely have to
go! Grab- bing the elasticated waist I yanked downwards until they slid
inside-out over her knees and ended up around her ankles. Lifting each foot
I finally got them off. I've always hated school knickers so I rolled them
into a balland stuffed them into a filthy grease-filled gear assembly to my
right. Then, unfastening my trousers, I eased my erection out until it
sprung into my hand. It throbbed as I squeezed to admire its hardness. The
girl, easily young enough to be my daughter, lay bent over the old machine
with her skirt up over her bum. Her small arse-cheeks looked all white,
smooth and firm. I'd wasted enough time so I got close up behind her,
kicked her feet apart to open her legs and rubbed my cock against her fuzzy
slit. She made a feeble at- tempt to move aside, but was too inebriated to
succeed and I easily held her in place. "Thatsh-
me-fanny...yuh...dirty..lishtle bugger!" Instead of answering I
concentrated on getting my cock in her. It was lucky for me she was so
pissed and I was so horny, so hard, otherwise I might not have succeeded.
As it was, I held myself in the right place and pushed forward and upward
until I felt her fanny give way and mycock started sliding into her body.
She might even still have been a virgin, although I doubted it. Don't most
young girls start fucking early nowadays? "Anyway," I thought to myself,
"Who gives a fuck!" She tried to mutter something but her speech was too
garbled so I ignored it and concentrated on fucking her. Leaning over her
back I managed to get hold of one tit and squeezed the nipple while I
see-sawed my hot cock up her tight fuck- chute. It didn't take me long to
reach the brink, then just a few short thrusts followed by one deep lunge
took me over the top. It was such an exquisite feeling as my spunk rocketed
from my cock to fill her young belly. I held her tight while spurt after
spurt of my fertile cream shot into her, oblivious to her loud moans and
the earsplitting music. It felt so delicious, unloading all my frustrations
as the hot seed poured into her womb. Young as she was, this girl was
certainly a nice fuck and if she hadn'tbeen quite so dangerously under-age
I might even've been tempted to see her again. No, I certainly didn't
intend to get done for fucking some kid, and this one was definitely no
more than thirteen. Maybe even younger.... Eventually I finished cumming
and collapsed for- ward onto her body, my heart pumping away as I waited
for my breathing to steady. She was moaning and then garbled some crap
about babies. I didn't even bother to try and listen. I'd done my stuff and
felt relaxed and satisfied! Levering myself off her, I ruffled my hand
through her cheaply lacquered mousy hair. She started to sob. Why the fuck
do some girls cry after a good screw? Yeah, I suppose I might've got her
pregnant! Then again, why should I give a shit? She'd probably get fucked
again soon, then it would be someone else's problem...! I wiped my cock on
her skirt before putting it back in my pants and zipping up. I made towards
the bar. "Thanks for the fuck, kid" I growled, glancing back over my
shoulder, and made a men- tal note to fuck more thirteen year olds...--

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