The Girl Scout

A girl sells candy and learns how to take the neighbor’s cock.

Emily adjusted her tiny yellow bikini and put on her sandals before loading her wagon with candy boxes. She had so many orders to deliver and a list of names and houses.

She waved to her mom and stepdad, Liz and Gary, and strolled down the sidewalk towards the first house. It was a white house owned my Mrs. Wilson. Emily delivered her candy and thanked her. Every donation would help raise funds for the pre-teen cheer squad. They wanted to get outfits and metallic poms.

The next house, owned by Mr. Collins was shuttered against the summer heat. Emily stopped and brushed her silky red hair off her shoulders. Sweat formed on her neck.

She knocked on the door. A large man with a big belly and thick fingers answered. Emily remembered him. He had called her pretty.

“Hello, is that my candy?”

Emily nodded to Mr. Collins. She blushed.

“Well, help bring it in, will you please.”

Emily helped to unload the 20 boxes he had ordered. 5 of dark chocolate, 5 of caramel, 5 peanut butter, and he had 5 with almonds. Each box had 20 bars. It was a lot of candy.

He had Emily stand on a stool in the kitchen. “I will hand you the bars and you can stack them up in the cupboard please.”

Emily took the first bars from Mr. Collins and wobbled. He caught her, his hands firmly on her butt and lower belly. “Careful.”

“I almost fell.”

“I will hold you as you arrange the bars. Okay.”

“Thank you, Mr. Collins.”

Emily turned to arrange the chocolate. Mr. Collins rubbed her butt gently and her lower belly. His hand moved down so his fingers pressed against her tiny pussy. For age 10 she was small, barely 4 feet tall and 65 lbs.

She had a flat chest and prepubescent pussy, bare and pudgy.

Mr. Collins’ fingers circled her mound and clit. His face was near her pussy and ass. Emily continued to arrange the chocolate. He grew bolder and slipped a finger inside the lining of the bikini bottom. Emily froze. “What are you doing?”

“Shhh. Be a good girl and hold still.”

Emily didn’t move as his finger pushed in further followed by his hand. His fat fingers parted her pussy lips and found her clit. He started to make small circles on her clit.

She started to tremble with each circle. He breathed in against her pussy. “You smell so good. I must taste you.” Mr. Collins pulled the bottoms down to her ankles and then held her ass with one hand while he parted Emily’s pussy with the other hand. He darted his big tongue in and licked her slit.

She trembled harder, panting. Mr. Collins tongue plunged into her little depths and flicked over her bean until she whimpered and moaned, shaking she cried an orgasm.

Emily leaned against the cupboard as Mr. Collins continued to assail her pussy with his fingers and mouth. He continued to rub and lick until she was shaking and moaning again.

“Oh, Mr. Collins, what is happening?”

He whispered, “i am making love to you. You will be my lover now and come keep me company.”

The man picked her up from the stool and carried Emily up to his bedroom. He removed her clothes and his and then laid her out on the bed.

He parted Emily’s legs and started to lick and finger again. She panted hard and humped at his hand and face. “It feels good.”

“Good.” He dove back into licking for a few more minutes. As soon as Emily had another orgasm he pulled his fat body up between her legs. He had a thick cock, about 7 inches in length.

He placed the hard head at Emily’s pale opening and pushed in. She froze. “It will hurt at first but you will love it.” He thrust deep inside ripping her hymen.

She screamed and cried. Mr. Collins fucked in and out of her broken pussy. Emily grew quiet as blood and pussy juice flowed from her. She opened up more and he pounded deeper.

He humped into her for a long time. Emily’s body bounced underneath him. The bed springs bounced and squeaked. “Your pussy feels so tight. You are my perfect girl.”

She lay shifting in time to his thrusts. He felt like a knife or gut punch in her little girl pussy.

Emily stopped hurting and enjoyed the sound of her pussy squelching with Mr. Collins huffing heavily as he drilled his cock deep into her.

He kissed her forcing Emily to French kiss with a lot of tongue and saliva. He rubbed her clit as he dripped sweat from his body onto her face and chest.

He groaned as his dick twitched and he started to cum inside Emily. “You will have to come back.” He delved. Into Emily’s mouth with his tongue. She kissed back.

Soon she got dressed with cum leaking from her cunny hole. He waved her off and she promised to come back soon.

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