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Chapter 5

Eva could barely concentrate in class, the following day. All the mysterious things she and her sister had seen and done the previous evening still weighed on her mind. Golly! This was just like a Nancy Drew book.

She got out of school at two-thirty and went back to the apartment. This was Wednesday. Marge had some kind of after-school study group she belonged to, and she wouldn't be back for nearly two more hours.

The large bathroom she shared with her mother and sister had a bathtub in it, and Eva had always wondered what it would be like to take a shower in a stall shower. Cousin Walter had a stall shower in his private bathroom. Since no one else was in the apartment, she decided to see what it was like to use a stall shower.

Taking her clothes off in her room, she carried a small cotton bathrobe with her as she nudely padded from her bedroom into Cousin Walter's. She walked straight through to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, with the door shut, she saw the full-length mirror. Gee! Cousin Walter sure knew how to live.

Eva was a romantic girl, with visions of fairy princesses and dashing princes always running through her mind. All heroines had to be beautiful, and as she stared at her figure in the mirror, Eva decided she was definitely cut out to be a heroine. She would be thirteen in three months, but to look at her body one would think she was eighteen. Her breasts were full, white spheres set high on her chest, with their pinkish tan nipples tilted upward, looking like small pecans. The aureole surrounding each nipple was still small, about the size of a half dollar, and was a lighter pink-tan than the nipple itself. But the way the fluorescent light in the bathroom bounced off her flesh created the appearance each aureole was a kind of pink halo rather than part of her flesh. She could see the underside of each breast very clearly, and knew she could pass the "pencil test." There were girls in her class with such large breasts they were beginning to sag. Though the young girls insisted to their friends that their mammarial expansion did not keep their tits from standing up, one of the girls had proven otherwise. There were two girls with large breasts, and they, Eva, and the other girl who was going to prove how much the heavy breasts hung, went to the girls' bathroom. There, all four girls had stripped to the waist. The fourth girl had produced a pencil which she'd held under her own breast. When she'd let it go, it had dropped to the floor. The same thing happened when she held the pencil under Eva's breast. But when she put it under each of the other girls' breasts, the pencil stayed in place, clamped between the breast and the chest.

There was still a small padding of baby fat around her waist, but Eva knew it would eventually disappear, especially when she grew a little taller. Her belly was slightly bowl-shaped, but it would flatten out if she grew two more inches. As it was, she was already as tall as her mother… maybe a half inch taller. She would grow a little more. The one place she hadn't "developed" was between her thighs. There wasn't a single hair on her pelvis, even though a light sprinkling of brown hair had started growing under her arms. In the meantime, there was nothing to hide the pouting pink outer lips as they swelled so convexly outward. The pinker inner lips were barely visible, a thin, crooked line running right up the middle of her crotch. Looking at it from a standing angle, made Eva think she had been put together with something left out.

Starting the shower, she waited until the water was just the right temperature, and then she stepped inside. Closing the door behind her, she let the water cascade all over her. It felt funny not having to worry about whether shower curtains were in or out of the tub. Her short, curly brown hair got soaked, but she didn't care. She had all the time in the world to dry it out. In the meantime, she simply enjoyed the force of the water beating down on her as she carefully soaped herself allover, then rinsed herself off.

Turning off the shower, she stepped out and reached for the large bath towel on the rack. But it wasn't there. It was being held by Cousin Walter, who had come in while she'd been daydreaming in the shower. He was fully dressed except for his jacket, holding the towel wide open, saying, "Come here, Eva. Let me dry you off."

Eva felt very embarrassed. She was at the awkward age where she was too old to feel natural with an adult around to dry her off, but too young to really appreciate what a man might think of her body, even if she believed herself pretty enough to be a heroine. She wanted to jump back into the shower and hide, but, like Marge, knew she didn't dare offend her cousin. Besides, Marge had already made her aware of Walter's temper.

Slowly, she walked over to Walter and let her body be wrapped in the fluffy towel. She could feel his hands wandering all over her body as he dried her off.

"Like?" he asked, his hands moving a bit roughly over her.

Eva didn't know what to reply. He had done a good job of drying her, even drying her hair, somewhat. His hands had lingered over certain delicate areas of her body longer than they would have had he been intent on drying her with nothing else in mind. But she could see Cousin Walter wanted more, much more. His own body was pressed against her buttocks as he stood behind her and dried her breasts, cupping and feeling them, making the nipples swell and expand. Yes, she liked it. It felt even more wonderful than she had imagined when she'd seen the men doing it to the various women in the movie, yesterday. Golly! Marge was right about how good it felt to have a man's hands wandering over her body. When the flat of his bare hand rubbed her belly, Eva actually sighed, letting Walter know she was no less hot-blooded than her sister and mother.

Finally dropping the towel, Walter stepped back to inspect her body, rosy with blood coursing through the many vessels at high speed because of the way he'd dried her.

"In your own way you're just as lovely as your mother and your sister," he told her. "I gather your sister told you about yesterday." Eva nodded. "Yes, sisters love to talk to one another about things that happen, good or bad. And did Marge think it good, or bad?"

"She… she liked it," Eva finally admitted.

"Sure," Walter nodded. "I knew that. I'm glad she told you the truth. You see," he said, unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off, "I'm going to make things as good for you, too. But in a different way."

"Oh?" Eva asked, her breath catching in her throat, feeling more embarrassed at watching him undress than she did because he was admiring her naked body.

He unbuckled his belt, then dropped his pants, kicking off his shoes so he could step out of them. Then he dropped his undershorts, and Eva knew, what she had seen in the movie the previous day was small compared to what she was staring at, now. It was a huge telephone pole of flesh, glistening as the secretions leaking from its tip covered its head and part of the red shaft, as well. The veins winding through it made it look like a columnar road map.

"Are you thirteen, Eva?" he asked, tugging off his socks.

She shook her head.

"Do you know what we're going to do?" he inquired.

"What you did with Marge?" she asked.

"No," he told her. "Oh no. If I treated you like Marge, you might think I didn't regard you as an individual. No, honey. We're going to do something else. But I don't want to rob you of your virginity, at least not yet. You are a virgin?"

She nodded her head vigorously, her big, wide, brown eyes almost begging him not to hurt her. Although he hated to admit it to himself, Walter was feeling a certain amount of sentimentality for Florrie and her daughters.

With men who owed him money, Walter felt nothing in the way of sympathy. Anyone dumb enough to need money badly enough to come to him for a loan, deserved whatever they got if they didn't come up with the viggerish.

His anger with Florrie stemmed from feeling rejected when she had become pregnant by her now-deceased husband. Hell! Even after Marge had been born, he would have married her had she been willing to come to him. But no, she went and married the prick who had fucked her, and as a result, when he'd died, she had been penniless. Dumb cunt! He had more dough socked away in secret bank accounts than he would need in ten lifetimes. Had Florrie married him, they would be living in a mansion instead of a crummy apartment. So what if the place commanded a rent of nearly a grand a month. It was still a crummy apartment.

In a way, he owed all his success to Florrie's refusal of him. He had been studying to be a bank officer in college when Florrie had gone and let herself get knocked up. Then, when she'd been dumb enough to marry the guy, Walter, feeling totally rejected, had decided to take it out on the human race. Using his life savings, he had started his private loan sharking racket, separate from organized crime. And before the big boys were fully aware of him, he had built up a big network of his own, with a big goon squad. The Mafia could have put him out of business, but it wouldn't have paid. The damage to them would not have been worth it, especially since Walter was small fry compared to all their own operations. He was a single shark, and the business he took away from them was almost nothing, especially since he was very cooperative about selling them some of his larger customers-the really tough ones with political pull who might not have paid him back, but would definitely pay them back.

Had he married Florrie, he would have been a nine to fiver, working hard at a bank, eventually becoming some kind of officer, getting his share of ulcers. This way, his only real worry was the police. And even they didn't worry him too much. He had enough money right now to retire, and eventually he was going to do just that. But if he retired while Florrie was living with him, she might not want to go on living with him. He had waited too long to get Florrie and her girls. He wasn't going to let them go, now.

"You're a very pretty girl," he said, smiling at Eva, who was almost cowering, she was so afraid of him. "All of you is pretty, including that hot little pussy of yours. I can see from here that it's wet, and not from water, either. That's lubrication making those pretty pussylips shine."

He reached out, touched her shoulder, and felt her flinch for a moment. But it was only for a moment. She straightened up again and faced him. He spun her around, facing away from him, and let his hand run up and down her spine for a moment. Then he caressed her full buttocks, salivating as he stared at them.

"You have a lovely ass," he whispered, "a really lovely ass. I'm going to use that ass, honey."

Eva trembled a little. She recalled the movie of the previous day, watching as one of the men had pushed his penis into the rectum of one of the girls. The girl had been happy to take it in, apparently thrilled to have a stiff rod in her gloryhole.

Well, Eva thought to herself. Anything another girl can do, I can do.

But even as she thought that, Eva realized her body was still small, and her orifices would naturally be smaller and tighter. She had the feeling it was going to hurt, and more than a little. But she knew any resistance on her part would only make it hurt much more.

When Walter took her arm and led her into the bedroom, she docilely followed. He made her climb onto the bed, then remain there on her elbows and knees. The covers felt warm and soft under her, and she wished she could feel them on top of her. The room's cool air, especially after a shower, was making her tremble. Or was it just the cool air?

Walter stood there, looking at the upraised ass. It gleamed whitely in the mid-afternoon sunlight streaming in through his bedroom window. The curves of her luscious flanks would even rouse an impotent cock into action.

"Put a pillow under your stomach and head," he advised, not able to understand why he should feel concern, when all he should really feel was lechery. Deep down, he had the weirdest sensation, as if Eva and Marge were his own daughters. Yet that made fucking them even more enjoyable as far as he was concerned, because the idea of incest with a beautiful daughter was something that would really appeal to his prurient mind. Christ! When he was younger, he would have fucked his own mother, had his mother lived long enough. She had died while he was still in puberty.

Eva wanted to cry, feeling so undignified with her buttocks thrust way up in the air this way. His hand was now rubbing her soft pussy, touching it lightly, caressing it, building little fires in her, but she felt so ashamed he should be staring at her while she was in this position. Her head was pressed into the pillow she had taken, and she could look straight back between her partially open thighs, seeing his thick cock and dangling balls. She could also see his hand pressing against her hairless swelling.

Walter worked his fingers up and down the narrow slit, looking at her asshole and drooling. It was a defenseless orifice, waiting to be attacked, and he intended using it. Doing so, would ease the sadistic anger he felt each time he thought of how Florrie had left him. The anus seemed to wink at him, as if urging him closer to its hairless center, and her slightly wiggling asscheeks seemed to enhance the invitation. They were so white and smooth. Christ! It wasn't the idea of fucking her asshole that really appealed to him as much as pushing his cock between those lovely white mounds of flesh. He wanted to feel them close around his member as he sawed it in and out of her tight rectum.

His face moved lower and lower, coming closer to her ass-cleft, and he saw how her puckered anus seemed to suck in and out with her breathing. Beyond the brown crinkle he could see pink flesh, clean and healthy in appearance. His face came closer and closer to the pucker, and his breath was touching it, making Eva wiggle. The feel of his cool breathing sent additional shivers up her spine, but she knew she didn't dare move. And then his mouth was there, forcing its way between her rounded asscheeks, kissing the anal hole. His hands were tugging the white moons apart, and then she felt his tongue suddenly spearing against the doughnut like muscle, trying to force its way in.

Eva gasped and shuddered even more, no longer able to control herself. She found herself more and more aroused by what he was doing. The shivers running up and down her spine at this moment had nothing to do with either the cool air, or fear.

Walter smiled to himself when he felt the shuddering twitch of Eva's anal flower. He knew if he licked her little rosebud like center long enough, she would eventually relax, and he would be able to fuck into her that much more easily. He didn't know why, but he wanted this girl to eventually like what he was doing. He wanted her to like him. It was all so crazy.

His experienced hands caressed the stretched mounds of her asscheeks, and now his tongue was smoothly licking up and down the entire length of her asscrack, enjoying the clean, soapy taste in the valley. His thumbs pressed into the soft twin globes, while his fingers stretched across them, almost touching her hips. Now his tongue began licking up and down all the more quickly, tantalizing her rectal crease, making her writhe. He had to hold her steady with his hands so he could lap all the more quickly, building thrill upon thrill in her twelve-year-old body.

At first, when she felt the tongue touch her asshole, Eva felt disgusted. What kind of man would like anyone's rectum? She wanted to feel even more loathing and disgust, but looking at what he was doing from her upside down position, she began to experience totally different sensations. This was like watching a movie, only it wasn't a movie. It was actually happening to her. And it was all so terrific. She had no idea the sight of her cousin, lapping between her rectal cheeks, could be so stimulating. Gee! She could hardly wait to tell Marge about this.

Helpless as she was, Eva's feelings of sensuality heightened with each passing moment. Her body slowly but surely began to relax, and her ass-hole loosened a little. She enjoyed the charging thrills buzzing through her, and she began writhing and wriggling, feeling maddening sensations starting to build.

Golly, she thought to herself. This is really something. It feels good, really good. I wonder if Cousin Walter would have the nerve to do something like this to me if he didn't see me coming out of a shower. Oh gee! Gosh!

Her head was being pushed more and more into the pillow as she continued to watch his tongue lick between her rectal cheeks. The combination of seeing and feeling drove her insane with desire. She'd had no idea a girl as young as she could feel so sensuous. The tonguing of her asshole was the most thrilling thing to ever happen to her.

Because her head was pushing into the bed, Eva felt a strain on her shoulders and neck. She writhed a little, trying to ease the pressure, but not wanting to straighten her head out. To do so would keep her from watching what he was doing, and though she would still feel the wicked thrills coursing through her, not being able to see it would rob her of some of the enjoyment.

One of his hands was still holding her asscheek open, but the other hand was now rubbing her belly, caressing the soft, girlish flesh, and moving back to rub her wet pussy. She could sense the wetness coming from her vagina as he tickled her there. Her bottom poked higher and higher into the air, waving wildly now, feeling him literally press his face solidly between her rectal cheeks to keep her from pulling away.

"Unnggghh!" she gasped, as his tongue continued licking her anus, making her sphincter totally relax. His constantly probing tongue caused greater licentiousness to surge through her. And her seeing his tongue continuing to work through her body made her pores open and the perspiration began pouring out.

Walter took his tongue from her tasty asshole, and smiled. His hand caressed the meaty buttock, and it took a lot of willpower on his part not to sink his teeth into the white flesh. Christ! The sadistic urges in him prodded him to fuck into her tight asshole with all his strength, but he controlled himself.

Standing up for a moment, he took a deep breath, wanting to clear his mind. The sight of her luscious young body was driving him wild. She looked so overpoweringly wanton with the wide-stretched cleavage of her tight buttocks pointing right at the small, helpless little orifice. He let his eyes roam lower, looking at the pouting split of her vaginal labia. Her knees were spread slightly, so she could keep her balance, but the tight vaginal split disappeared as he looked at it from his standing position.

Kneeling again, Walter jammed his sucking mouth to the twelve-year-old's rectum, stimulating the sensitive muscle with rotating tongue-licks, working the oral digit again and again, feeling his hard cock swell even more. He wanted it as stiff as possible, knowing only a solid erection would finally be able to penetrate this young girl's asshole.

Eva felt wild, tittering thrills. The pucker of her anus was slowly responding to his working mouth and tongue. Her asshole was really coming to life with a vengeance, as if opening up without her mind willing it to do so. Where she had wallowed in what he'd done to her, she now wanted to do something back. Her own mouth was watering, and she recalled how Marge had told her about sucking on Cousin Walter's cock. Right now, Eva would have loved to have sucked his cock.

Until that moment, Eva had never regarded her ass as something sexual. Her inner tract was something she needed to help eliminate waste matter. She'd had no idea she might enjoy the sensation of something actually working its way into her from that point. His continual lapping had built up a new kind of pressure in that area, and the sensation was building higher with each passing moment. This was really crazy.

And then the tip of his tongue stabbed right into the tiny doughnut like hole of her trembling assmuscle. She shuddered and screeched a little "Eeeee!"

Walter could taste the hot flesh of her rectum raw and clean, smooth and tight. His arms wrapped themselves around her upper thighs as he brought her ass as close as possible to his face while his tongue pushed farther past the muscular clench of her sphincter, feeling her internal channel surround his lingual digit as if trying to suck it in even more deeply. Like a wedge, the tongue slowly pushed in a bit further, and Eva, thrilling to this wonderful sensation, relaxed even more as she felt her puckered muscle prodded wider apart. Then his tongue-tip seemed to bend while inside her, forming into a scoop and working its way around and around, touching all the walls of her anus at once. His face pressed harder and harder into the soft cheeks of her tight ass, making Eva sigh.

Walter licked strongly, moving the tongue in and out, touching nerves she had never known to exist. The tongue tickled erogenous areas, probing into forbidden depths of delight, building a whole new idea of wonderful for Eva. It had never occurred to her anyone would find this particular orifice tasty, and now that his tongue was working through it, she had to admit he really seemed to know what he was doing. Each passing second built the flames of desire that much higher in her trembling young body. She was being tongued to the point of ecstasy, and she first realized she didn't want it to end. Marge was right about Cousin Walter. He knew how to make a girl feel terrific.

Walter probed even deeper, and nearly an inch of tongue was working inside the girl's seething rectum. If he could have shoved more tongue into her, he would have. As it was, what he was doing set off sparklers in her system, and suddenly she was forcing her buttocks against his face, as if begging for more and more of his poking tongue. Her asscheeks began grinding circularly, as if hoping to screw his tongue deeper into her sensitive depths. His mouth was slavering all over her buttocks as he plunged his digit in again and again.

Walter wanted that rectum soaking wet. He knew his probing cock, going in there for the first time, would cause a little pain, at first. But that would only be this first time. Afterward, when her ass became used to his cock, it would suck it in as eagerly as her virgin vagina would eventually take it in. He loved the way she was clenching her inner rectal muscles, as if trying to pull his tongue deeper. She had completely yielded to what his mouth was doing to her rectum. He could feel her inner flesh literally pulsating around the thrust of his tongue as he deposited more and more saliva inside, flooding her rectal channel with his spit.

Enough, he thought, tugging his tongue from her rectal depths. It was time for the moment of truth. Only instead of spearing a bull with an espada, he was going to snag an asshole with his cock.

Standing, Walter guided his thick, straight, broad lance of flesh toward her waiting asshole. Eva, who could see what he was about to do, suddenly became nervous, and her small, narrow asshole suddenly began clenching, nervously.

"Stay cool," Walter told her. "I'm going to make this as easy as I can for you."

"O-okay," Eva replied, frightened that he should have to reassure her. If it weren't going to hurt, he wouldn't have had to say anything to her.

He released his cock, reached forward with the hand, and used his thumb and forefinger around the rectal orifice to widen it just a little. Then, he probed with the forefinger of his other hand, slowly forcing it against the pucker of her tight asshole.

Eva gasped as the finger slowly began sliding into her. It didn't feel nearly as sensuous as his tongue, yet she had to admit she liked it, at least a little. It had been a bit discomforting for a moment, but his gentle pushing had finally opened her rectal pit, and now it was gobbling his finger up as surely as the mouth of a hungry calf on its mother's teat. The finger moved deeper and deeper, touching her in sensuous places, making her writhe, and slowly calming her down again as it built delightful thrills inside her.

"How's it feel?" Walter asked, rotating the finger in her rectum.

"I… uhhh… don't know," she lied, afraid to admit she liked it.

"Come on, Eva," she heard him insist. "This isn't bad at all, is it? In fact, I think you're really starting to like it." And he pressed his finger in a bit further, probing here and there, touching her in spots she had never been touched, before. His insistent finger continued its movement until her body was entirely relaxed. "See," he told her. "It feels good, doesn't it?"

Eva shut her eyes for a moment, depending solely on the sensation of feeling instead of looking. Somehow it didn't feel as good when she couldn't see it. But her eyes opened wide when his other hand left her buttocks and moved to her vagina. And her eyes almost popped out of her head when she felt him sliding a finger into her tight, vaginal interior, moving it in and out with gentle care. As long as he got what he wanted, he behaved as if her body meant something to him; as if he cared.

Walter caressed her labia, working his finger in and out with the greatest care, feeling the way her tight, young, virginal pussy was creaming heavily, and all because of his careful manipulations. He was quickly causing her cunt to suck on his finger just as her asshole was sucking on the forefinger of his other hand. Thrills began barreling through her anxious body as the lubricant began pouring heavily from inside her, covering his hand. He even smeared some on his other hand as the finger continued moving in and out of her tight asshole.

She's ready, he thought, noting how easily his finger slid in and out of her rectum. The pussy-oil, combined with his own saliva, had made her ass as ready as it would ever be.

"Here we go, kid," he whispered, withdrawing both fingers. "The idea is for you to stay relaxed. If you can do that, we'll both enjoy this."

Leaning forward, so his back was directly over hers, he pressed his knees into the bed between her thighs. His naked body was covered with sweat, and now shone in the sunlight bouncing off it.

Eva had her eyes wide open now, intent on seeing it as well as feeling it, no matter how it either thrilled her or hurt her. She could feel his weight depressing the mattress between her legs, and she could see his dangling balls as he came closer. Her hands instinctively clenched the bedcovers, but she forced the rest of her body to remain relaxed. She was smart enough to know something as thick as his cock wouldn't just slide into her asshole, but this little bit of experience she had gained also let her know the more tense she was the more it would hurt.

And then she felt it. She thought a burning poker was being thrust into her rectum. The poker was fiery, but it was thick. It was so broad, it was going to open her up as if she were some kind of melon ready for slicing. Instinctively, she tried pulling forward, but his fingers clutched her asscheeks like talons, pulling her back as he slowly continued moving his thrusting cock forward.

Walter was grim, noting how quickly her anus had clamped shut the moment it had felt the pressure of his cock. It was so tight, it was refusing his penis entrance, and he didn't like that. He was determined his cock would ravage her ass. It was part of the payment he demanded of the daughter for what he considered the "sins" of the mother.

With his fingers clutching her white asscheeks tightly, he bent his knees a little to get some leverage, then pressed the round knob of his probing cock against her asshole again, moving around just a little until he was certain he had the correct entry angle. He knew he would have to thrust hard, and force her rectal muscle to separate. His fingers clenched her asscheeks all the more tightly, and Eva wanted to scream, feeling the pain.

His thumbs were all but digging into the groove between her cheeks, pulling hard, tugging the fleshy mounds apart. If he'd had nails, he would have excavated neat little half-moon wounds in her white flesh.

Eva's entire body trembled, and her asscheeks tried to force themselves shut against the pressure of his pulling thumbs. Her sphincter was so tightly shut, his pushing cock found no way to get past it… at least for the moment.

Tears were running down her cheeks. She knew this was going to hurt, and she had not been mentally prepared for it. His nice, easy manner had convinced her he was going in easy, and would dole out pleasure to her. Also, having seen the way a thick cock had probed into the ass of a girl in the movie she had seen, had lulled her into falsely believing it could be done without pain.

Walter pulled his throbbing phallic pike back, reached down into her vagina, and scooped out a glob of lubricant before it could run down her thighs. He smeared it allover his heavy prong, then he leaned forward, grabbed both her shoulders with his hands, and said, "Come on, Eva. Just completely relax and force it against me the way you did when my tongue was inside you. Come on, honey. Once we get it into you, you'll learn to love it."

Eva nodded, but she was shivering with fear. The pressure of his glans, constantly pushing against her rectal orifice, filled her with terror.

"Here we go," he told her, slowly pressing his heavy cock more firmly against her rectum. It remained tightly clenched.

He gripped her asscheeks tightly, refusing to let them roll around. This time he was going into that tender ass, no matter how hard she fought.

Eva rotated her tiny starred anus, and finally forced it to relax, somewhat. The wise thing to do would be to push back as if she were eliminating, but she didn't have the courage to do that. Even so, her brown pucker relaxed, and his mushroom-like head began pressing against the pink, inner flesh. The broad, phallic dome pushed a little deeper, trying to work its way into the tightness of her seething ass.

Eva pressed her head into the pillow all the harder, arching her back and thrusting her body back to meet his forward attack. Maybe if she shifted her body a little and changed the angle at which he was trying to enter her, it might ease the pressure.

"Uuuugghh!" she gasped, as the tip of his throbbing cock opened her sphincter and began spiraling into her.

Little by little his thick dick was pushing into her, and she could feel the stretching pain. God! God! God! Why did Cousin Walter want to hurt her so? Her tiny body was shaking with agonized torment.

Walter shuddered, feeling the way his probing prick was working its way into her, a little at a time. He had a hand rubbing the outside of her vagina, stroking the soft, quivering lips, teasing them, arousing them, wanting the lustful feeling in her body to build and overcome the pain. And after awhile the tickling of his fingers had its effect, making the heated sensations build. Her anal entrance relaxed a bit more, and little by little the rigid pole of meat began sliding a little deeper into the tight, narrow crevice.

Eva felt the anguished sensations of delight in her vagina almost matching the stretching pain in her rectum. There was pain, a lot of pain, and she thought her ass would be halved, even though it was only the head of his throbbing cock which fit into her narrow orifice. God! Her rectum felt clogged, stretching her asshole completely out of shape. But his fingers, still pressing against her vaginal lips, rubbing back and forth, built enough pleasure in her body to nearly match the pain. Added to that, a new, different kind of pleasure was starting to swell in her rectum, as well. Even though the pain in that area was overpowering, she could feel little tingles of pleasure.

I'm really in, Walter thought, pressing a little harder, feeling her sphincter close around his corona.

Gripping her hips, he pushed in a little harder, then backed off a bit. Her unbelievably tight ass muscle now kept his penal point from sliding out. He remained steady for a few moments, allowing her rectal interior to adjust to the thickness of his thrusting cock. Then he began stroking back and forth, nailing his thick dork in a little deeper with each forward thrust, stretching new, untouched areas of her colon.

Little by little, Eva felt the pain slowly disappearing, and in its place was a growing sensation of rectal delight. Every nerve in her asshole tingled with a distorted kind of pleasure. Every particle of flesh inside her felt an obscene warmth. He was jamming his meaty pole deeper and deeper into her intestine, and Eva suddenly realized she was really enjoying it. The pain had not completely disappeared, nor was it likely to, but it did enhance the pleasure in her body. Now she was eager to feel more of his thrusting cock inside her and eagerly pushed back, wanting to capture as much of the ramming prod as she could.

Now Walter was beaming, knowing he had the twelve-year-old girl hooked on buggery.

"Now… uhhh… how does it… uhh… "… feel?" he grunted.

He rammed the widening head of his throbbing phallus a little deeper, and her sphincter caressed the heavy stalk of his penis. Then he eased back a little, letting her relax for a brief instant before shoving it a bit deeper into her rectal depths. This time she almost jumped with pleasure, feeling the seeping oil leaking from the tip of his cock continuing to ease the passage of his mighty prong.

Walter began rotating his cock inside her, stretching her rectal wall even more as he moved forward. But what he enjoyed most was the soft enclosure of her rectal cheeks around his throbbing, pulsating wang. God! Those asscheeks were wonderful. He still had the urge to bite them, and if his cock weren't so deeply embedded between them, he would have leaned down and chewed on them.

Perhaps because his mind had always wanted this ass, Walter sincerely believed he was enjoying the fucking of it more than any other rectum he'd ever sodomized. God! The sight of those white globes yielding to the pressure of his fingers was the most wonderful thing his eyes had ever beheld. Her flesh felt like soft; white velvet.

Eva delighted in the strong, powerful strokes of his thrusting wang as he spiked it deeper and deeper into her rear tunnel. The pudgy girl had never thought so much pleasure could be gotten from this. When she had seen it in the movie the previous day, she was certain the girl who was being assfucked had only been acting. Now, as the pile driving poker of flesh drove into her tender body, she realized how much she was truly enjoying it. The friction of his powering tool as it rammed into her asshole seemed to tug at her vaginal labia, as well. Her cuntlips opened wide, and she felt his heavy balls rubbing against her clitoris on each of his forward strokes. This made the clit swell and enlarge, as if reaching out to touch the balls that were giving it so much pleasure.

Now flooded with blood and fully erect, the clitoris caused delightful flashes of heat to surge through her body. She wanted to feel something rub inside her vagina, but with her hands pressing on the bed, she knew it was impossible to touch herself. Her tight, virgin cunt was filled with a tremendous quantity of musky lubricant, and the insane, wanton thrills seemed to grow in her aching belly.

Walter reveled in the squeezing clutch of Eva's rectum. The powerful sphinctral muscle continued squeezing tightly around the throbbing pole as it slid in and out of her ass. His hands clutched her hips, holding her very steady so he could ram his groin against the rubbery bounciness of her cheeks. The wet, swollen knob of his engorged phallus reamed through the buttery depths of her narrow anus. Because the anus, itself, was not secreting any lubrication, all the oil smoothing his way was coming from his own plunging wang. The texture of her rectum and large intestine was smooth velvet when compared to the wet slitheriness of a woman's vaginal interior. His swollen dome thrilled to the different sensation it felt as it rubbed itself against her colon's walls again and again. And yet, the biggest thrill he felt was caused by the pressure of her asscheeks rubbing the sides of his cock each time he moved it through her tender back channel.

A heated sensation trickled through Walter's anxious body. He wanted to make sure Eva was enjoying the way he was assfucking her as much as he. She was the kind of girl who was capable of discovering anal orgasms, and he wanted to make certain at least one was triggered inside her. He had to admit, his motives were purely selfish. If she enjoyed what he was doing, the next time he taunted her into letting him fuck her ass, she would be more than willing.

One of his hands released its grip on her thigh and reached forward, grabbing her nipple. The springy, hard pebble of pinkish-tan flesh shuddered under his touch.

Eva gasped. Heavy sighs of pleasure began seeping from between clenched lips. Her entire body began burning up. Shuddering flashes of fiery lava sensually coursed through her, bubbling from her breasts to her groin.

Walter pumped into her with long, strong, regulated power, and Eva arched her back, offering her anal interior all the more openly to her cousin's thrusting cock. The strong, musky scent of her reamed asshole seemed to inundate the room. Delightful thrills continued to build inside her, and she swallowed back the chilling delight lumping in her throat. She was so overcome with passion she found it almost impossible to breathe. It was as if she were being smothered by the delightful thrill of his perverse assfuck.

The size of Walter's wand seemed bigger and bigger as it reamed its way through her. She felt it thickening each time it forced its way back into her colon. God! If she hadn't needed her hands for balance, she would have reached underneath, grabbed his balls, and yanked him all the deeper into her. She now had him almost as far into her. intestine as was possible. The base of his throbbing organ pressed strongly into her rectal breach, but his pelvis couldn't contract enough to fit in, as well.

Eva's fingers curved into claws as they dug into the bedcovers. If her nails had been longer, they would have become talons, shredding everything under her.

Walter's hand slid under the body of the kneeling girl. His perspiring hand felt its way along the curve of her bare pelvis while the glove-tight clasp of Eva's asshole pulled at his thrusting cock the instant his hand touched the seam between her vaginal lips. His fingers probed the delicate labia, and his touch sent tremors of dry ice shooting through her crotch. Sparks seemed to scorch his scrotum, making the hairs covering them stand straight out.

Eva's heart was madly thudding. Her tiny nostrils flared even wider. Her lungs felt swollen and she had to gasp to pull air into them.

"Unnhh… unnhh… unnhh… " her dry throat pleaded.

The searing pleasure rippling through her insisted she screech out her pleasure. Her teeth clenched, trying to hold back the scream, but the climax was in its final stages of building as his fingers touched her clitoris.

Walter attempted to ram more of his driving phallus into the sucking center of Eva's tight rectum. He could feel a slight curve in her colon, all the way in as he reached farther than ever, feeling his flat stomach press between her wide-open buttocks. And in the meanwhile, his fingertip pressed against the vellicating extension of her clitoris while his palm rubbed between her vaginal lips. And then the sensation in her ass became too much. Her rectum started tightly spasming around his probing cock.

"Uhhhh… aaaaahhh… " she gasped. "Eeeeyyy aaagghhhhrrgghh!"

Eva's entire young body erupted as the climax in her rectum blended with the one blistering from her clitoris. She literally sank into the wet, exploding thrills in her rectum and clitoris as if wallowing in some sucking quicksand. Her thighs seemed to blast out in every direction at once, and her rectum had such a tight grip on Walter's cock, right at the base, she threatened to yank it out by the root.

"Ohhhh… Jesus… Eva… " he was screaming, "keep on doing it, ohhhh yeeaaahhh aarg!"

Thundering blasts of bursting lava exploded in the girl's rectum as her sphincter continued its tight, forbidding hold on his throbbing cock. The searing fluid burned its way through her large intestine, an intense shock that all but caused her to rip the dome of his cock from the rest of his phallic staff.

Walter felt the gallons of goo in his balls struggling to escape, and for the first time wondered why his cock could shoot so little at anyone time. He was planted as far into her as possible, and the clutch of her asshole made it impossible for him to stroke even a little. Each time his hard cock pulsated with another fiery blast of semen into her depths, he felt his spine crack. Crackles of ecstasy tingled through him, repeatedly.

And when her squeezing rectum had milked his cock of all his seed, it continued pulling, tugging more sensation from inside him. Even after his shrunken penis fell out of her, her asshole continued convulsing, doing its best to hold onto the orgasmic sensations as long as possible.

With sperm squirting from her asshole, Eva allowed herself to be cradled in Walter's arms as he lay down beside her, holding her firm, young body to his. He wished to God he could raise another erection and plough her tight little pussy. The girl's body had a chainlike series of climaxes inside, going off like a string of firecrackers. But the fuse was almost out and there were still some aching sensations inside, waiting to make themselves felt. Christ! The girl deserved everything his cock had to offer, and more. But his cock wouldn't rise, and he knew she would suffocate him if he used his tongue down there. This little twelve-year-old was the hottest member of the family.

His hands caressed her back and stroked her flesh, doing their best to calm her down, but all he did was incite her even more, and the orgasms began coming without his doing a thing other than holding her. She was pure energy.

Eva felt her climaxes erupt within her and knew there was nothing she could do to stop them. Not that she wanted to. She was having the most wonderful time of her life. She recalled how everything had looked in the movie the previous day, only each girl pictured in Eva's mind had her face. Gosh! she thought. If this is what it's like now, how will it be when I take a penis into my vagina? Oh, golly! Wait'll I tell Marge. She'll never believe how great it was. Never!

Little by little the sensations in her body began fading, and Eva untensed. When she was totally played out, she let Walter carry her back to her bedroom, where he dressed her and let her sleep.