Someone’s watching – part 2

After the encounter the day before, the 12 year old allows the man back in the house. He sees her

My heart was pounding. It was close to 9 in the morning. I was home alone. Yesterday the neighbor paid me a visit after we bumped into each other at the supermarket. He was supposed to just watch me, but I guess he couldn’t hold back when he saw my young pussy up close and forced his dick inside me. He was strong and quickly overpowered me when I tried to fight back. This wasn’t what we had agreed on, nor what he paid me for. And yet, being so overstimulated, it was one of the best orgasms I ever had. He told me he would be back. Today. At the same time. And that time was now. I didn’t know if I had to put on some clothes. Lock the door. Run away. Anything. I bit my lip as I stood near the front door.
With shaking fingers, I unlocked the door and opened it slightly. I then made my way to the living room, where I laid down on the couch, my pussy aimed towards the door. I was crazy. I knew nothing about the man and I had allowed him to rape my twelve year old pussy. Pump me full of cum. And right now I was encouraging him to do it again.

I opened my legs, placing one foot on the floor and one leg over the back rest, so my pussy was spread open. I placed the wand he got me on my clit and set it to a very low setting, so the light drumming on my clit warmed me up. Made my pussy moist. Would he want to fuck me again today? I needed to tell him to use a condom, I didn’t want to get pregnant, not yet. Maybe my dad would have some condoms in his dresser. Or my brother.
Before I could stand up and check, I heard footsteps before the door opened with a light creak. My heart was pounding harder and my eyes were trained on the door. Within seconds, he appeared. A surprised look on his face when he saw me lying here. Spread open and already playing with myself. Without saying anything, he placed a fifty dollar bill on the table and sat between my legs, so he was up close. I knew he could smell me. Smell my arousal. See how wet my pussy had gotten since he got in and sat down. I bit my lip as I slowly turned the vibrations up a little. I didn’t want to cum yet. I wanted him to see me. Watch me. Yes, I wanted him to feel me.

So I lifted my knees a little higher and removed the vibrating toy, turned it off and placed it on my belly, out of the way. With my fingers, I spread my young pussy open, showing him everything of me. He seemed to hesitate, before he reached out. Gently, his fingers touched my pussy, directly on my entrance, and I moaned softly in response. His fingers were rough as he softly stroked my clit a few times. Testing it. He then let his fingers slide a little lower, back to my pussy. Slowly, very very slowly, he pushed one of his fingers in and watched my face intently. I sighed deeply. My eyes fluttered close as he examined me from the inside. His finger softly probed around, going in circles inside of me. The feeling was exquisite, nothing like I had ever felt before. He gave me so many firsts and so far, despite my own hesitation, I loved every moment of it.

He didn’t push me or force more fingers inside me. He just kept the pace slow, feeling every little ridge and bump inside my young pussy. I knew he was drinking everything in. Every sigh, moan, groan and shiver. The expression on my face, the shaking of my legs and my breathing. He was studying me like I was some sort of science project. Pushing me slowly towards an orgasm. I couldn’t keep my hips from bucking when he hit the exact right spot, but he didn’t push me past that edge. He wanted to keep playing.
I kept my eyes closed when his finger slipped out of me, smearing my own juices on my pussy lips. Making every part of me between my legs slippery and wet. I felt like I was shivering, being so deliciously stimulated. It was so different from yesterday. He wanted a show yesterday. Right now, he just wanted to watch me. Examine me. His finger slipped inside my core again, before slipping out and drawing circles around my little clit, which was sensitive and throbbing. Back inside, but this time, he moved down. I frowned a little when I felt his wet finger against my little asshole. He softly stroked it, applying just a tiny bit of pressure each time. Not a lot. I didn’t know what to think of it. Just like before, when I had touched it myself, it felt forbidden. It was an exit, not an entrance. He dipped his finger inside my pussy again to gather more juices, before he went back to my asshole. Just stroking it. Gentle pressure. But I did notice he slipped in just tiny bits more each time. Once more to my pussy and then back to my hole. This time, he didn’t stroke me. He just pushed his finger down. It was like I couldn’t move. He had put a spell on me with his gentle touches. He wanted to explore me and somehow I couldn’t fight him. So I let him push down, feeling how my body gave way. Past the first knuckle. He didn’t fuck me like he had done with the toy yesterday. He didn’t shove it in and plunged it in my depths over and over again. No, he kept a gentle pressure, letting my body swallow his finger as if he had done this before to me. I whimpered softly as his next knuckle pressed against my little hole, but he kept going. Pushed softly, until it slithered in like it belonged. All the way until his finger was buried inside. And then he slowly started to move. In small circles. Round and round and round, making my head spin at the strange feeling. It wasn’t painful. Nor was it really uncomfortable. It was unknown. His finger was buried in my ass and I was enjoying it.

He took the wand off my belly and turned it back on. The one finger inside my little butthole kept probing and moving and he placed the wand back on my clit. Where it belonged. My head really started spinning then. My back arched and my legs widened as my hips bucked against the toy and the finger. He knew how to play me. How to make me completely his. He had watched me so carefully that he knew exactly what he was doing. And just like yesterday, right before I cummed, he pulled the wand away from me, and relaxed his finger. Letting my impending orgasm die away instead of crashing over me. I let out a frustrated groan, which only made him chuckle. Yet no words had been exchanged.
Very, very slowly he pulled the finger from my ass, which in turn made me feel empty and cold. But he didn’t remove his hand from me. Instead, he slipped that same finger back into my pussy, going back to the slow and relentless rhythm inside me. Stroking in little circles, back out around my clit and back in to gather juices. Back out, inside my ass and adding the wand to my clit. Just before I cummed, he pulled away, his finger back inside my pussy. It was driving me absolutely insane and I wanted so much more. In fact, I wanted him to be buried inside me. Just like yesterday. He knew my needs. He knew what I wanted. And after yet another round of excruciating denial, he did what I was hoping. He turned the vibrator off and placed it on the table. I opened my eyes to see him take another fifty from his jeans. And then he stood up. He picked me up as if I weighed nothing and slung me over his shoulder. He then made his way down the hall. I just pointed at my room and he wasted not one minute to step in.

Gently, he set me down on my feet and I watched him undress himself. For the first time, I actually saw his cock. It was thick, strangely pink and throbbing. Rock hard. With balls hanging under it. I wanted to touch him, so I stepped closer and gently touched his skin. He was weirdly soft, yet hard at the same time. His balls felt like velvet and he was completely hairless, just like my young pussy. Which was dripping with need, as we spoke.
But this time, I wanted to be in control. Something else I had seen in the porn I secretly watched at night. I carefully pushed him back until he was laying on my small bed. I then straddled him. He grabbed his cock and pointed it up. With a pounding heart I hovered above it, driven by need. Slowly I lowered myself, moaning loudly as I felt how he stretched me. I winced, he was just a bit too big for me, but I didn’t want to back down now. No, I wanted him to watch me. I panted as I let myself slide lower. So big. Stretching me wide. Poking me deep inside my body. Once I had completely lowered myself on him, he gently took control back. His hands on my hips showed me how I had to move. How I could grind on his cock, giving me all the pleasure. I moaned deeper once I got a steady rhythm. The girls in the porn were bouncing on cocks, but this just felt so good. His hands moved from my hips up, grabbing my arms. His touch was firm yet gentle at the same time. It didn’t feel like he was forcing me to do anything, but more like he was guiding me. He pushed my arms behind my back, so that my hands grabbed my lower arms, holding them in place. His hands then moved. Up to my face. His rough fingers softly slid over my eyebrows, my eyes, my nose and over my lips. He was back to exploring. A finger slipped in between my lips, which tasted funny. I realized it was the finger he had slipped in my ass and pussy before, and I quickly sucked hard on it. He just chuckled. My hips were still grinding against him.
His hands moved lower, to my chest. To the very slight swelling where my boobs had just started to grow. His thumbs rubbed over my sensitive nipples until they were hardening. His hands had curled themselves around my ribs a little as he kept rubbing and I only just now realized how small I was compared to him. To his large hands claiming my young body. His huge cock that was buried inside my tight preteen pussy. I threw my head back as his touch became a little harsher and his nails pressed into my nipples. A deep moan bubbled up again and I arched my back, my hips moving faster.

When he was happy with my response, his hands moved lower. Down my sides, pressing on my belly. Controlling the movements of my hips again. His fingers on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. His hands then ran up my body again. My movements became harder, I loved feeling him touch me like that. I loved him watching me and taking in every bit of me. Right now, I felt like a dirty little whore and it was what I was craving. After all, he was paying me to fuck me. And I let him. Nothing in my body was fighting him. His hands had reached my tits again and he squeezed the skin, rolling my nipples between his fingers. My panting became louder. One hand of his moved down between my legs, where he found my clit. With expert moves, he rubbed it, rolled it gently between his fingers and at one point even squeezed it. It was enough. Finally, after all the edging he had done, I cummed. Hard. So hard that my body became limp and he had to hold me up so that I wouldn’t fall off him. But this was the moment he was waiting for. His arm curled around my waist and he lifted me up, placing me on my back on the bed. His cock hadn’t left my pussy and he quickly started thrusting. Hard and deep. Making my whole body bounce against his as he ravaged me.
Fuck, the condom! My eyes shot open as I thought about it, but it was too late. He stilled, and I felt his cock inside my pussy twitch, as he sent his seed deep inside my pussy, splattering against my womb. So I did the only thing that I could at that point. I curled my legs around his hips to keep him deep inside me, grinding up against his hips.

I felt sore as he got off of me. My legs were still spread wide and I watched how he slowly put on his clothes. I glanced at the clock, seeing that several hours had passed since the time he came in. When he was dressed, he stepped closer. Gently he placed his hand on my cheek, angling my face up at him so that he could kiss me softly. He then smiled and spoke for the first time that day to me.
“My perfect little slut. Does Monday sound good?” I nodded and smiled back.
“Yes, at nine.” I followed him out of my bedroom, still being naked. I walked him to the door and let him not, still being naked. I didn’t care. I felt like the sexiest being on earth and I was his.

As I made my way to the shower to freshen up before my mum would be home, I glanced at myself in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes were glowing. The skin of my tits was red from his rough touch and my nipples were swollen. I then squatted down to watch my pussy. It too was red and swollen, and I saw the white, sticky cum slowly drip out. Curious as I was, I scooped it out of my wide open pussy and examined it on my fingers. It was slimy and I watched it slide down my hand. Without a second hesitation, I licked it off my hand, moaning as the taste coated my tongue. I then looked up at myself in the mirror and grinned. I really was one lucky slut.

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This wasn’t meant as a story with multiple parts. You are inspiring. Part 3 is on its way

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