From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: Big Things Do Cum in Small Packages   
      
   By bobandcarole (M/g, M/m, M/gg)   
      
   Having just been released from prison where I had served 5 years for   
   drug trafficking, I needed some pretty young thing (hell, she could be   
   butt ugly for all I cared) to take 5 years worth of pent up sexual   
   frustration. I was relocating out west to Alberta, leaving everything   
   behind me. I took the greyhound bus, even though I could certainly   
   afford to fly or even buy a new car and drive there. I needed to get   
   out of where I was, leave my past, and start a new life. To just sit   
   back and relax, reflect on what the last few years had been like, and   
   decide what the rest of my life will be like. I decided in prison where   
   I was going to move to, to a city where I knew absolutely nobody and   
   nobody there knew me, but I'll tell you a little about who I am,   
   though.   
      
   My name is Edmond Mann, and I can be one sick fuck at times, but most   
   times I can be as loving and caring as a doting father. (That's if this   
   particular father likes to fuck his children) The objects of my   
   perverted sexual desires usually have a good time too, so I don't feel   
   too badly about myself. I'm 42, I stand 6' tall and I weigh about   
   190lbs. I have emerald green eyes, short brown hair, and I've been told   
   that I am very handsome, but I don't see the big to-do that some people   
   make over me. Now I'm not saying that I'm some butt ugly monster, I   
   just see myself as plain-looking that's all. I'll put it to you this   
   way; I don't scare little children away, which is a good thing, seeing   
   as they are the objects of my sexual needs.   
      
   The last pussy I had before going to prison was Amy's, ah yes, little   
   Amy. Just 7 ½ years old, long blonde hair that went down past her   
   waist, crystal blue eyes, and just as cute as could be. It took a few   
   "sessions" for Amy to stop trying to fight me off and finally accept   
   the fact that she was going to get fucked no matter what, so she might   
   as well make the most of it and try to enjoy herself. She did, and she   
   eventually grew to love my sleek and slim-lined 9"cock. I was a   
   complete fucking machine with that little girl, I'd power drill her   
   perfect little cunny, ass, and mouth with great delight.   
      
   Amy came into my life and I came into hers (insert your own joke here)   
   because of her mother Carol. Carol had a very nasty cocaine habit that   
   I happily fed in trade for her lovely 7-year-old daughter's sex.   
   Carol's drug habit became more and more costly than I figured Amy's   
   three holes were worth, so I cut the junkie bitch off. She threatened   
   to call the police and tell them that I raped Amy if I didn't keep a   
   steady supply of cocaine flowing into her veins.   
      
   SLAP!!! I backhanded her very hard right across the face and told her,   
   "Go ahead cunt, I've got some interesting photos of you when you were   
   passed out. You ever wonder why you passed out so fast, that one and   
   only night I brought you a bottle of whisky? It was laced with sleeping   
   pills, you ugly cow. Anyways, one has your face buried in Amy's cunt   
   with my cum coming out of it, and another one has Amy licking the dildo   
   while it's stuck in your gaping, smelly, hairy, 'gates to hell' of a   
   cunt, should I go on? There are plenty more that are just as bad, and   
   just try to explain them to a judge along with those track marks you   
   have up and down your arms."   
      
   Carol was totally stunned at my remarks, and said that I was   
   bullshitting about the pictures. I pulled out a copy of one of them   
   from my wallet (a nice shot of Amy smiling for the camera with her tiny   
   little arm partially in her mother's cunt) and I tossed it to Carol.   
   She ripped it up, grabbed a knife off the counter, and told me to leave   
   her house and to never come back or see Amy again. Not wanting to start   
   anything that could have the police called, (especially with a pound of   
   100% pure Columbian cocaine in my van) I left without further incident.   
      
      
   I was still fucking little Amy once in a while after school though, now   
   she was not only willing to be used as a human fuck doll, she begged   
   for it. She hated her mother and even though I treated her like shit   
   sometimes, she said she would rather be with me than her mother. She   
   even came up with a few of her own humiliating ways of being fucked and   
   used as someone's property. My favorite was when Amy and I would pick   
   up hitchhikers. She would tease them by flashing her bald little slit   
   to them from the bed she sat on in the back of my van. The hitchhikers   
   would either asked to be let out of the van in total disgust, or beg me   
   to let them taste her sweet pussy. 90% of them stayed and fucked Amy,   
   some even offered to pay me. Stupid shitheads, they could have had her   
   for free. I let Amy have the money (see? I can be nice). As for the 10%   
   that didn't stay, I bet later that night while fucking the same old   
   sloppy cunt they have for years, they wished that they would've stayed   
   and tasted Amy's treat. I loved watching Amy in the rear view mirror   
   getting fucked by complete strangers as we drove down the highway. The   
   only condition was, was that whomever we picked up, young or old, fat   
   or ugly, if I gave her the signal; she would have to start the show.   
      
   There was this one time we picked up this young 15-year-old native boy,   
   who taught us both the joys of golden showers and pee drinking. It was   
   something I thought I wouldn't enjoy, so I had never tried it before. I   
   later found the whole nastiness of it a real turn on. Amy and I found a   
   few other ways to enjoy piss too. She loved being fucked long, deep,   
   and sometimes a kind of rough and then tells me to stay inside her   
   until I piss. She says the force of the piss hits her special place   
   with such accuracy, that she orgasms several times, every time I do it.   
   We saved those times for those really special occasions, like the   
   nights Carol was so fucking high that she wouldn't even know who Amy   
   was, yet alone know or care if she was at home or not.   
      
   I liked pissing in Amy's pussy too, but mostly for the reaction it   
   caused in Amy. The primal noises and funny expressions she'd make with   
   her face trying to hold as much of my piss in her pussy while she   
   orgasms, was a site to see. I was growing very fond of Amy; she   
   literally was a pedophile's dream come true. She did everything and   
   anything I asked of her. She was totally uninhibited. Her cunny and ass   
   were still very, very tight, even after what would have to be well over   
   40 different cocks over the course of about 3 months. Men of all ages,   
   sizes and colors, used her like a fucking rag doll. The only request   
   Amy ever asked of me was to not make her eat shit. I definitely wasn't   
   into scat play at all, and I assured her that she wouldn't have too.   
   Amy burst out laughing when I said, "I guess it just isn't our cup of   
   pee."   
      
      
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