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Morgan felt him stand up. She thought for sure that he was going lay over her and put his penis in her. “It’s okay,” she thought to herself. “Just use me for whatever you need.” She wanted him to do it. For the first time she understood what her mother had meant when she overheard her on the phone with one of her boyfriends. About aching for it, needing it so bad.



Instead Ted shifted her body on the couch, lifting her feet on to one end, laying her on her side with her head propped on the pillow on the other end. Then he moved in front of her face and started to masturbate again.



Again Morgan risked a momentary glance, just barely opening her eyes. Inches from her face was Ted’s penis, the tip glistening, with Ted’s hand wrapped tightly around it furiously stroking. It was an amazing sight she would never forget.



Ted moved closer to the couch as an uncontrollable urge forced him to touch the head of his cock on her lips. He stopped stroking and squeezed, forcing some precum to ooze from the tip. He swiped the glisten fluid across her lips. As he pulled back a long strand still connected his cock to her pouty lips.



Ted stepped closer again and once more placed his cock on her lips. This time he pressed into her, trying to part her lips. But Morgan turned her head away from him. Ted assumed it to be some sort of instinctual reaction. Gently, with the tips of his fingers, he took her chin and slowly pulled it back towards him.



When Morgan tried to pull her face away a second time she felt his strong hand hold her steady. When again he pressed himself against her lips she let him enter and for the first time, after tasting cum so many times, it was time she tasted the head and shaft of a penis. Salty and sweet at the same time mixed with the strong musky scent was almost overwhelming.



Ted looked down and could hardly believe what he was doing, though he couldn’t stop himself. And he was amazed on just how well it was working. “Just keep dreaming you’re sucking on a Popsicle.” Heck, she probably couldn’t suck better if she was awake. He watched as the head of push out her cheek as he pumped. Then he closed his eyes and savored the warmth of her willing mouth.



Morgan fought to breathe as his penis continued to fill her mouth. Suddenly she felt him pull out and she could hear him stroke fast and hard. When she heard him moan she peeked just in time to see a large stream of white fluid fly by her cheek and onto the couch behind her. Then another stream, this time it fell across her cheek. Another small glob dripped down. Then his penis was in her mouth again. She heard him gasp and felt his body tremor. Morgan felt his penis spasm in her mouth as it released another small amount of liquid. Then he pulled back, she heard him sigh loudly and then plop down in the chair next to him. She then forced the salty fluid forward in her mouth and over her tongue.



For five minutes Ted just sat there and tried to catch his breath. He looked over at the mostly naked girl on the couch. When he saw the small trail of cum on her cheek he smiled as he felt his cock stiffen slightly. He knew he had to get a picture of that.

Morgan continued to lie still as she heard Ted go to the laundry room and get something. She was really hoping he’d leave as she just wanted to get to bed and rub herself. When she saw the bright flash, even through her closed eyes, she knew what he was doing.



Ted clicked away knowing he had room for over 300 pictures on his camera. He knew he really shouldn’t do this as it evidence of what he did. Again he didn’t care.



Morgan heard him finally stop clicking. She wasn’t crazy at all about the pictures being taken, especially when he spread her legs apart and took close-ups. Too late she realized that maybe she could fake waking up. Instead of leaving though, she heard him head upstairs, to her room. When he came back down minutes later Morgan was shocked as he put his arms under her and lifted her up. “Let’s get you to tour room.” She heard him murmur.



When they reached her room she could tell her light was on and a quick glance relieved her of her fears that he was going to show in front of her cam. The cam seemed to be covered with a hat or something.



Ted set her down on the edge of the bed in a sitting fashion. He lifted the young girl’s shirt over her head and off as she fell back on her bed. He watched with delight as her little titties bounced slightly before coming to rest. He then resumed posing her naked body for his camera, of course including shots with her stuffed animals. He then rolled Morgan on her belly to get some of that perfect butt of hers.



Morgan felt increasingly awkward and hoped he would just leave. Then she felt him climb on the bed and straddle her legs and could feel his hard penis lying between her cheeks. More pictures. Then he moved again, placing his leg between her legs so that he straddled only her left leg. She felt Ted set the camera down for a moment as he slid he hand under her right leg and lifted. She was forced to roll half on her side as he put her ankle on his shoulder. His penis was lying on her left inner thigh, now just inches from her crotch.



Ted looked down to see his cock lying on her bare thigh and like some ethereal compass it pointed directly to heaven.“These should be some good shots.” Ted whispered as he picked up his camera and snapped a few. “Just a little closer” he murmured as he shifted his body up her leg, the tip of his cock right next to her lips. “Just looking, that’s all.” He used his thumb to spread her lips as his cock head moved in.



Morgan knew what was coming though she never expected Ted to go this far. He kept whispering about not touching her yet his hips were rocking slowly and his penis was going further inside her. It was much bigger than Arthur’s and she worried for a moment as the sensation of fullness overcame her. The sensation quickly turned to pleasure as he entered even further. Her wetness allowed to slip easily within and soon he was deep enough that she could feel his penis press into her bud. The aching was gone now and this felt so so good.



Ted heard the moan slip from her lips when he entered her fully. So tight, so warm and wet. His hips started moving quicker, “No, no, no, no…” . He dropped the camera on the bed and grasped her leg with both arms, pulling it tight to his body, forcing himself deep inside her, as far as he could go. When he heard her moan again he came, flooding her tiny body with his cum.



He held still for a moment before slowly withdrawing. A wave of guilt and shame flowed through him as he quickly got off the bed. “Jesus Christ, what the fuck is wrong with me. I got to get out of here.” He somehow managed to get her panties and shirt on her again and then tucked her in. He grabbed his camera and hat from the webcam and shut off the light. He cleaned up the downstairs and left.



His guilt, however, didn’t last long as 20 minutes later he was reviewing the pics from his camera, already hard again.



Morgan lie silently in the darkness listening to Ted downstairs, waiting until she knew he was gone. She glanced at her clock, 2:37 a.m. She had to be up in a few hours for the game. This was a day like no other day in her life. What was she doing? Why had she let him do those things, why did she tease Mr. Ely, why Arthur? She was now worse than Amber, the sluttiest girl in school. Was that what she was, a slut? A secret slut? Yes, only she could know this. Nobody likes a slut. But no one knows. They all think she is pure. Yes, it’s good to be pure, they all want that, they need it, those men. Her fingers slid down between her legs and dove into gooey mixture of her wetness and Ted’s sperm.



When she knew Ted was gone, she let herself cum, and she came hard. All the images of the day rocketed back to her. She heard herself moaning loudly.



In the morning, as she dragged herself to the shower she still felt slimy. She suddenly recalled that feeling from yesterday and blurted out a laugh in realization that Arthur must have somehow removed his condom. She knew exactly when too. She shook her head in amazement.



Morgan stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. She touched her matted pubic hair. Could anyone tell that the sperm of two much older men was inside her?



Morgan played the whole first half of the game in a daze. Some halftime oranges and some razing by her teammates woke her up though. In the second half she returned to that normal determined fourteen year old kick ass soccer player, scoring two goals and adding three assists as the Wildcatz ran away with game.



After a brief team meeting, Morgan and Darsey headed off towards the parking lot. Just before they reached the stands Morgan look over at Darsey.



“Hey, you forgot your jacket.”



Darsey cursed and ran back to the field.



As Morgan watched she heard a voice behind her.



“Great game Morgan”



Morgan turned around. It was Arthur. But how? How did he know she was here? How had he found her?



“You really kicked butt out there!” Arthur added enthusiastically.



“Umm, thanks” was her unsettled reply.



Then Arthur turned to the man next to him.



“I’d like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Charles.”



Morgan looked up at the man. He was thinner than Arthur but looked older than him since he was bald except for what was left of his white hair. He held out his hand.



“Pleasure to meet you, Morgan.”



Totally caught off guard Morgan took his cold hand. “Hi.”



“I certainly enjoy watching you in action.”



Morgan took her hand away and stuttered. “I gotta go. Bye” She turned and headed past them.



“Don’t forget to check the box sometime.” Arthur called after her.



Morgan didn’t have a chance to think of what he was talking about before Darsey joined her again.



“Who was that?” Darsey snorted, all out of breath.



“Umm…just a friend of my Mom. His, uh, daughter was on the Blades.”



“Oh.” Darsey looked back at Arthur. “He looks like one of those old pervs that would hang out in the park. How could you stand next to him without grossing out? ugh!”



Darsey shook in an exaggerated shiver.



Morgan laughed and wondered what Darsey would think if knew that just yesterday she had willingly let him have sex with her, his fat naked body lying on top of her, his sperm now inside her.

Morgan nervously looked back over her shoulder. The two men still stood in the distance smiling at her. She looked ahead again.

“C’mon Morg, race you to the car.”



“Uh, yeah" Morgan smiled again, "Yeah, we can check out all my scores your dad videoed!”



They both broke into a run towards Darsey’s dad.



Craig Ely stood by his car and watched with a newly lusted interest as his daughter and young Morgan ran towards him, her ponytail bouncing as she trotted along. She was indeed the persona of youth, innocence and beauty. Add in a hint of budding sexuality and it could drive a man insane.



Drive him to do the insane.