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   Preteen Lover to All   
   Story: Eleven and Wanton (1/2)   
   22 Jul 06 12:53:36   
   
   From: PreteenLover@MailAndNews.com   
      
   Story: Eleven and Wanton   
      
   By Ho-boy (M/g, F/g, b/g, 1st, inc-fam)   
      
   MaryAnne...   
      
   MaryAnne was a good mother to little Candi. That much must be said at   
   the outset. But, something happened. When Candi was four months into her   
   fourth year, MaryAnne was raped and things went downhill.   
      
   Nothing was said to anyone, let alone Candi, about the rape. The only   
   sign of it was the fact that, except for living with her Mommy, Candi   
   suddenly had to learn to take care of herself. Mommy was... not Mommy   
   all of a sudden.   
      
   Nine months after the rape, on the exact day of Candi's own birth, Mommy   
   had twins. This came as a surprise to the little girl. Oh, sure, Mommy   
   had been getting fat and spending more time in her room, but it never   
   occurred to Candi that she might be pregnant.   
      
   Now Candi was, after all, only four at the time, and since Mommy never   
   discussed it with her, she didn't have anything to base a conclusion on.   
      
   One might think MaryAnne would go into things like drugs and alcohol,   
   but she didn't. But, she wasn't the same MaryAnne she had been before   
   the rape.   
      
   Within a six-month period, MaryAnne started bringing men home. Candi saw   
   men of all sizes and colors. When she asked Mommy who they were, she was   
   told something she couldn't believe anyhow: they were distant relations.   
      
   After a while, Candi realized they must be what the local hookers called   
   johns. Mommy must be a hooker herself. For a while after the rape,   
   things went downhill fast. Mommy gave herself and her children the bum's   
   rush out of the apartment they had been renting, down the back stairs,   
   and they got into the next.   
      
   Then MaryAnne began bringing men home at all hours of the day and night.   
      
   Candi was becoming a very pretty girl at ten, and developed into an even   
   prettier eleven. Then the photographer came to town.   
      
   Photographer   
      
   Introduction...   
      
   Candi answered the ad she saw posted in the Post Office: Wanted: Models   
   for photographic purposes.   
      
   She had realized she had to do something for herself and her mixed twin   
   siblings. While she was only 11 herself, her siblings had just turned   
   six and she was a street-tough girl, living in the big city. But she   
   realized she had to do something or her beloved brother and sister were   
   goners.   
      
   It was the photographer Sam's incredible luck that Candi had crossed his   
   threshold. "What can I do for you, my dear?"   
      
   "I found your ad in the Post Office, and I would like to talk about it."   
   She was frightened half to death of what the man might want, but was   
   determined to go through with it.   
      
   "Well, I take pictures. That much must be obvious!" He smiled and Candi   
   nodded smiling back.   
      
   "I take all sorts of pictures. For run-of-the-mill pics, I pay five   
   dollars apiece. The money rises for each type I take."   
      
   "What're, uh, run-o- the-mill... uh, pics?"   
      
   "Pictures I take of people modeling for various clothing lines, of the   
   mainstream type."   
      
   "They... they get five... uh, dollars for this, then?"   
      
   He nodded, saying "Yes."   
      
   "What're the other type of pics, then and what do they pay?"   
      
   "My, you certainly go for the gold, don't you? Well, let's see..." He   
   looked at Candi trying to gauge her maturity and intent. "Well, there   
   are the Swimsuits... and less...!"   
      
   "You photograph... nighties and stuff?"   
      
   "Yeah, that's in line with swimsuits."   
      
   She whispered breathily, "What... what, those bring in, then?"   
      
   "Swimsuits and nighties bring you from five to fifteen dollars per."   
      
   "What's the 'less'!?" she whispered excitedly.   
      
   Sam looked at she and decided to go for broke. "Panties, bras and nude   
   pics. These bring twenty and up. The 'up' can be quite a lot too!"   
      
   She thought about it for a night. The following day she appeared at the   
   Photo Shop. "OK, count me in. I wanna pose nude! Will you do that?"   
      
   "Let me get this straight, you're what... ten, eleven years old? You   
   sure you can pose nude? You wouldn't be shy about that?" And he   
   continued in a second, "What about your parents, then? What'll they say?"   
      
   "I only have a mother, and she'll allow this because it'll bring in   
   money, that's the important thing... ain't it?"   
      
   He gave her three forms for her mother to fill out. The next day, she   
   was back with the forms filled in, using a typewriter, with a neat   
   signature hand-written. It all looked very mature, so he thought what   
   the hell!   
      
   "OK, come with me!" Then he led the way to the studio, starting her on   
   doing a strip tease for his camera. Sam always started the young ones   
   with tests to find out what they will do. At first, Candi posed   
   completely nude, or in nothing but panties. One day, Sam asked her if   
   she was up for something more exciting. She nodded and said, "sure."   
      
   He had a friend who liked to get people, the younger the better, to pose   
   in sexual situations. Never was a penetration achieved. Neither man   
   wanted to force anything out of anyone. However, Candi did everything   
   they asked.   
      
   Two months after she had started the photo sessions, Candi took an old   
   dildo of her mother's out of her room and broke her hymen with it. In a   
   week, she shocked everyone on the scene by sitting on the first cock she   
   saw as they took pics. It was a young black boy and he shot off   
   immediately inside her belly.   
      
   The next step was, Sam told Candi that is if she wanted it, he could get   
   her an audition with a Porno filming company. She smiled really   
   brightly, liking the idea. Until she got home that night, that is   
      
   Simon and Sammie   
      
   Surprise...!   
      
   Simon and Samantha, or Sammie were just turning nine when they began   
   going around the house in panties, Samantha's word. Actually, Simon   
   liked wearing panties too, but he never wore them to school. The twins   
   went about the house in panties and so naturally Candi did too. She   
   didn't even bother with a bra at thirteen.   
      
   The big surprise came when Candi went up the stairs and began hearing   
   the sounds of fucking, coming from the twins adjoining rooms. The door   
   to Simon's room was open but empty, the adjoining door was open too and   
   the sounds were coming from there.   
      
   Candi entered, stuck her hand in her panties and began massaging and   
   twisting her right nipple. She sat on the foot of the bed, watching the   
   twins finish.   
      
   Sammie opened her eyes after a mostly soundless orgasm and saw Candi.   
   She smiled brightly. Simon was just finishing shooting his spunk into   
   his sister's little pre-preteen twat. He had begun ejaculating early on,   
   but the sex didn't start until halfway through last summer. Sammie had   
   found her brother finishing off one of many ejaculations onto his   
   stomach. She had found that to be exciting to say the least, and the   
   following evening, while Candi was out filming another scene for the   
   current kiddie porn film, full penetration took place.   
      
   Where was Mommy, at this time, you might ask? Good Question!   
      
      
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