Erotic story - Schoolgirl's First Date by Simone Suchler

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Chapter 4
Poor little twelve year old Julie Miller sat alone in the back seat of her brother's car, in the back row of
the drive-in theater. She was whimpering to herself, trying to figure out what she had done wrong. It
didn't make the slightest sense to the pre-teen girl.
She was begging for his cock, she was open for him, she was ready-and then he simply left!
Why?
What on earth could she have possibly done ... wrong?
Julie shook her head, and sighed.
Her young body still throbbed and shook from her near-climax, still longed and lusted for the filling prick
inside her virgin twat. She wanted to feel Billy inside her, wanted his wonderful hard huge cock rubbing
up inside her love channel, making her come!
She was feeling very sexy!
Oh, damn! What have I done wrong? the little girl whined to herself, shook her head again, flicking her
long hair over her pretty face. She let the thin curtain of blonde hair falling over her eyes, and peered
through that lovely veil at the movie out the car window.
The girl was being forced to squat down on something sharp. The picture was a tight close-up of her
wincing, agonized, but very beautiful face.
Julie winced with her, suddenly feeling again the terrible sharpness of the sawhorse against her
cunny-that day two years ago, when she had just turned ten years old, when Frank and Sam ...
"Bang! Bang! You're dead!"
"I am not! You missed!"
Running and dodging wildly through the trees, Julie outraced the nearest boy and ducked quickly into a
tiny grove of bushes that hid her from his sight.
He passed nearby, calling, "Hey, Julie! Where are you? Aw, come on!
That ain't fair!"
He was joined by Frank, who stood waving his cap pistol menacingly at waist height. Julie liked Frank a
lot. He moved next to Sam and called out, "Come on, Julie! The Indians gotta tie you up so the
cowboys can save you!" And since that statement seemed entirely logical to Julie's ten-year-old mind,
she simply stood up and waited.
Sam caught sight of her first.
"Okay, paleface! Hands up!"
Julie, who didn't think it was slightly strange that the Indians would have pistols and be wearing cowboy
outfits, slowly raised her slender arms straight upward over her head, then stepped timidly out from the
center of the bushes.
She was wearing a very short yellow skirt with cowgirl tassels around the hem. Her blouse was red and
fitted very tightly over her unformed little chest, clearly outlining her two sweet little nipple nubbins, those
small pre-pubescent swellings of dark brown that showed so invitingly through most of her thin blouses.
She didn't wear a bra yet, but her mommy had promised her that very soon they would go shopping for
her first training bra!
"March!" Frank commanded her, jabbing the barrel of his gun hard into the little girl's back.
"Ouch! Not so hard!" Julie protested.
She marched in the direction Frank had shoved her. As the children neared the huge, weather-beaten
double doors at the back of the barn, Julie began to wonder what was going on. Usually, they just
wrapped some long clothesline around her waist, pulling her tiny body back against the nearest tree.
She turned and started to ask Frank why he was taking her into the barn. Her daddy had warned her a
lot of times about going into this place. It was dark and dangerous, and sometimes people used it for
doing awful things! She knew a lot of terrible stories about this dark old barn, and even if none of them
were true, the building was very old and unsafe. It could fall down any time at all.
But Frank gave her a stern look that told her not to argue with him, and she was a very good little girl,
and she did like Frank so that she turned back to the door and kept her fears to herself.
She trusted Frank completely.
After all, wasn't he the cowboy who saved her most often?
She started to lower her arms because they were hurting from being held so high for so long, but Frank
jabbed the small of the pre-teen's back with his gun again, pushing her ahead of him through the doors
and into the dusty smelling interior of the scary barn.
"Find something we can tie this cowgirl to, Sam!"
Both boys looked all around, but it was hard to see the objects in the barn until after their eyes got used
to the dim light. It was Julie herself who first spotted the sawhorse over in the corner.
"How about that thing?" she asked quietly, lowering one arm long enough to point at it, then raising the
arm high again.
"Huh?" Sam said, but Frank was already pushing Julie toward it, and Sam followed, fiddling with the
trigger on his pistol, which was threatening to fall off.
"Okay, you!" Frank growled, once again poking Julie's sore back with the barrel of the gun. "Pull that
thing out away from the wall so we can tie you up to it!"
"Yes, sir," Julie said calmly, taking hold of one end of the huge wooden sawhorse and trying to pull it
around.
"Help her, Sam!"
Sam grunted, started to re-holster his gun, but lost the trigger somewhere in the litter of straw on the
wooden floor. He said something nasty and shoved the gun into the leather holster, then grabbed the
other end of the horse and easily swung it around so it stood several feet out away from the wall.
"Good," Frank said, obviously satisfied. He was walking over toward a pile of rolled baling twine. Sam
dashed over beside his buddy, eager to be of help.
Both boys had to climb up onto a low platform made out of standard cement blocks to reach the twine,
and it was then that Frank developed his plan to its fullest. He eyed the rope, the heavy cement blocks,
the sawhorse and Julie!
He nodded to himself in the cool darkness of the barn, and smiled a smile that was not that of a little boy!
Julie stood quietly, submissively, while Frank came back over to her, carrying a long length of baling
twine.
"Okay!" Frank shouted directly into her lovely face. Julie cringed perfectly. "Turn around!"
Julie turned as ordered.
"Put your hands behind your back and cross your wrists!"
Frank was shouting into her ear, and that hurt!
But Julie dutifully obeyed his orders, and instantly felt the roughness of the twine as Frank somewhat
over-eagerly wrapped it around her thin wrists, pulling it so tight it cut deeply into her unblemished skin.
"That's too tight, Frank!" she whimpered in protest.
"Shut your mouth, paleface!"
"Okay," the ten-year-old cowgirl whined, sniffing a little and twisting at the rope with her wrists to ease
the slightly painful tightness. But it didn't work.
"Now, get up on that horse!"
Julie tried. She walked around the huge thing several times, trying to find some way up by herself, but
she couldn't do it, though she lifted her long leg a couple of times to try it.
The sawhorse was gigantic. It had flat wooden sides that extended halfway to the floor, making a huge
inverted vee with the point at the top, level with Julie's chest. The angle of the point was very sharp, and
the top edge of the point had been made rough and full of splinters from long years of misuse. There was
absolutely no way for the little girl to climb aboard the thing with her hands tied behind her back.
Frank and Sam each took one of her arms and lifted her small lightweight body up and over the end of
the horse, then set her down, one long leg on either side, her inner legs resting down along the wooden
sides.
"Oh!" she gasped as they released her full weight onto the point of the horse!
The sharp wood dug directly into the pretty little girl's taut little cunny, making her moan with the strange
sensation.
"Oh! I don't think I want to do this!" the child gasped down to the watching cowboys.
The whole of her slight weight was resting on the point of the sawhorse, and was being borne by her
tender virgin countless! She felt like she was going to be sliced in half! And yet it wasn't pain. It was ...
well, it was ... hummmmmm?
Nice?
Julie cocked her head to her shoulder and consciously felt her weight on her cunny. She shifted a little
and winced. "Ouch!"
But she didn't ask to be taken down. Her legs were held wide apart by the slant of the boards on the
sides of the horse, and this gave the point plenty of room in her crotch to move around, from slicing
directly into her body between her two puffy little hairless countless to resting over toward the joining of
either leg to her hips. She shifted around on top of the thing, trying to find the most comfortable position.
But what she found instead was a truly wonderful pleasure growing down there, down there!
And she found that it was not the most comfortable position that gave her the greatest pleasure in her
pussy, but the position that brought the sharpest twinges directly between her lips!
She shifted into that position, wiggling a little to help open up her twat for the sharp wooden plane.
Frank was watching her wiggling with intense interest, and was rubbing the front of his pants in a very
funny way when Julie finally stopped moving around and looked down at him. He caught her looking at
his massaging hand and quickly stopped, glaring up at her.
"We better blindfold her, Sam!"
Sam nodded. He was getting pretty bored with this cowboy stuff. He wanted to play hide-and-seek. He
was the best player in the town and was proud of his record as the only one who never got caught. It
never entered his mind that the other children might not be seeking him any too hard! But he was Frank's
buddy and sidekick, and did what he was told.
"Blindfold her with what, Frank?" he asked, scratching his rear end.
"Let's use her sock! Help me take off her shoes and socks!"
Frank worked one of the pretty girl's feet while Sam worked the other.
He unbuckled her black patent leather shoe and slipped it off her foot. Then he rolled her white knee
sock down and off her foot. Julie had delicate little feet with cute toes. Frank gave the bottom of her
bare foot a quick tickle and grinned as her foot jerked spasmodically away from his touch.
"Climb up there behind her, Sam!"
Sam took the sock from his buddy and climbed up on the sawhorse, trying to balance himself so that he
didn't have to sit splayed open like Julie was. He didn't want his nuts busted!
"Blindfold her with one of the socks, and make sure it stays in place!
Make it tight!"
Sam got up close behind Julie and placed the sock over her eyes. He fumbled badly with it behind her
neck, trying to make a decent knot in the thick material. Finally, he succeeded.
"Can you see out of that?"
"No," Julie said quietly.
She was busy with the nice warm pressure of pleasure building in her tummy, seeping down into her
pussy and coming to a focus in her tiny virgin clit. She felt something oozing out of her pussy lips and
wetting her cotton panties!
She barely heard Frank tell Sam to gag her.
"Open your mouth, Julie!" Sam said loudly in her ear.
"Huh? Why?"
"We gotta gag you."
"Why?"
Sam shrugged. "Frank says so," he said.
Julie thought about protesting. She didn't particularly want to have something stuffed into her mouth, but
then she didn't particularly care if she did, either. She opened her jaws wide, and felt the dry, thickness
of her own sweaty smelly sock being pressed between her immaculate teeth, stuffed deep into her mouth.
She almost gagged. She shook her head to indicate to Sam he had put it in deep enough. Then she felt
the boy wrap a few turns of twine around her face and over the sock in her mouth to keep it held in
place. She sighed through her nose. She sat up on the tall sawhorse, her arms bound behind her back,
her wrists beginning to ache a little from the tightness of the rope around them, and her own sock stuffed
into her mouth for a gag, her other sock wrapped over her eyes, blindfolding her, but she didn't care.
She was concentrating on that strange new thing happening downstairs in her ... Down there ...! in her
cunny!
It was marvelous! She shifted her tiny tight butt forward, and almost screamed into her gag! Oh! OH,
GOD!
It sent thrills of pure sexual ecstasy bursting through her pussy and driving directly upward through her
taut flat tummy into her quick-swelling nipples!
And Frank went wide-eyed as he watched those two little girlish buds bloom outward, puffing out the
front of Julie's tight red shirt!
His cock rose hard and high!
Somehow, he had to get rid of Sam!
Julie was doing some pretty strange things up there, and Frank wanted to help her out. He had gotten
some ideas from one of his father's magazines a few days ago, and he knew Julie was in love with him,
and would let him do anything he wanted to with her, or to her!
Then, he remembered his original plan with the heavy cement blocks!
He motioned for Sam to help him, then went over and began pulling one of the huge blocks off the
platform, dragging it toward the sawhorse and Julie.
"We'll need two more," he whispered to his sidekick. To hell with getting rid of Sam. Sam could help,
and then he could back up any story that Frank might choose to tell afterwards!
Better keep him here, for self-protection. After all, he didn't have any idea of how the little girl would
react to his nifty idea!
From her blindfolded perch atop the sawhorse, Julie heard only whispered conversation between the
boys, and gagged as she was, she couldn't ask them what they were saying.
But she wasn't worried.
She had been tied up before. Her arms even felt comfortable when they were bound behind her back.
She kind of liked it. Being tied up made her feel kind of secure, and anyway, she was always rescued ...
and almost always it was Frank who did the rescuing!
And right now, her only real concern was the incredible feeling between her widespread young thighs!
She moaned into her sock gag.
She felt the boys tying more twine around her bare ankles, pulling the rope tight around her tender flesh.
Then there was more fumbling, more tying, but this time it was to something else, something down a bit
lower than the little girl's bare feet. Julie figured they must be tying her physically to the base of the horse,
but why that would be necessary, she didn't have the faintest idea.
But she heard Sam say clearly, "I don't get it, Frank."
"You will," Frank replied, his breath sounding a bit strained.
He stepped back away from his handiwork to admire it for a moment.
Julie sat on top of the horse, her long slender legs spread apart by the wooden sides and her feet bare.
Around each ankle the boys had tied several windings of the tough scratchy twine, and to the other end
of those lengths of twine they had tied a cement block.
But the cement blocks each rested precariously on top of a second block.
And if the boys should kick the bottom block out from under the top block, the top block would have
absolutely nowhere to go but straight down to the ground!
And poor Julie would be split in half!

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Chapter 5
While the beautiful ten year old sat atop her sawhorse, carefully adjusting and readjusting her cunnyhole
over the sharp angle of the wood, trying to make the sensations even stronger and better, Frank pulled
Sam several paces away and whispered his idea to him.
Sam frowned, not understanding the point of it. But he shrugged his agreement. Frank had always been
a little bit rougher than necessary with Julie, anyway, but as far as Sam had ever seen, Julie seemed to
tolerate it pretty well. Maybe she even liked being treated like that.
Sam went over to the far side of the sawhorse and waited for Frank's signal.
Frank stood close to Julie's leg, eyeing the pretty pre-teen's well-formed thigh under her tight, short skirt.
Sam was out of sight on the other side of the horse, so Frank reached out gently and touched the hem of
the little girl's skirt. He lifted the soft yellow material very carefully, hoping Julie wouldn't notice, but in
case she did and tried to call out through the gag, Frank began noisily clearing his throat all the while
keeping his eyes glued to the pretty bare skin that was being revealed!
Julie either didn't notice the lifting of her skirt or she didn't care, because the only sound that escaped her
delicate young throat was a low purring moan of pleasure.
Frank thought perhaps Julie liked having her skirt lifted!
He sucked in his breath as the white cotton underpants came into view under the rising hem of the skirt.
He licked his lips.
Wow!
This was the first time in his life that Frank had ever seen a girl's panties-while she was wearing them!
OH, BOY!
Julie shifted her weight forward suddenly, startling the boy, and making him drop the skirt back down.
Frank watched closely as the little girl kept shifting her weight forward and backward over the pointed
top of the horse. This was very strange! What the hell was she doing to herself? careful, If she wasn't she
get a damned big splinter right up her ... CUNT!
But the longer Frank watched the girl's movements, the more he saw how much she liked doing it. He
saw her head begin to roll loosely around, her pretty face turning toward the ceiling and her long blonde
hair falling down her back and hanging loosely and free, swaying with the slow rotating of her slender
neck.
The sounds coming from her throat were not sounds of pain, but sounds of real pleasure!
She wasn't groaning, she was ... purring!
And damned if her hip motions didn't remind the boy of that stag film his father kept locked up-not too
securely-in his office at home. Motions the girl had done when the man had gotten on top of her and
stuck his prick into her cunt!
Was Julie ... fucking?
Was she somehow fucking the sawhorse?
Frank was astonished at the sensuality, the sweet instinctive well-oiled humping of Julie's tight thighs and
hips. The quiet sleek way her body thrust forward, but only from her waist to her knees, then slipped
backward, running her cunny slit back and forth along that pointed rail of love!
Then, for the first time, Frank noticed the sweet perfume in the air.
He had no idea of what that smell was, but he knew he liked it! Loved it! And wanted to smell it forever!
He watched her thighs, watched so close that if he hadn't shifted his own weight to one side, little Julie's
tummy would have touched his nose!
Damn! That smell! It's so strong right here in front of Julie! Could it be ... her?
Frank sniffed as quietly as he could, as close as he could to Julie's slowly undulating pussy.
WOW! HOT DAMN! THAT'S IT!
He threw all caution to the winds and touched the front of Julie's short yellow skirt where it rode the rail
of the horse. Sam popped his head up on the other side, giving Frank a look of boredom, but when he
saw Frank quickly motion him to keep silent and just watch, Sam shook his head and sighed loudly.
But he watched, his eyes growing wider and wider as Frank carefully lifted up the very front of the girl's
skirt, and kept lifting until both boys could duck their heads the slightest bit and look directly under her
dress and see her panties!
And what they saw was amazing!
Julie's panties were all wet!
Did she pee herself?
No, that didn't smell like pee under there!
It was some hot perfume!
Even Sam took good notice, sniffing in the pure virgin fragrance and closing his eyes with delight.
Frank held Julie's skirt as high as he could, part of his mind marveling at the lack of protest by the girl,
and partially absorbed by the sight of Julie's panties pressing deeply into the pussy groove between her
puffy countless!
Both boys stared and stared as the pre-teen rubbed herself wetter and wetter on the wood. Julie was so
lost in her own sweet emotions that she never sensed her skirt was raised, exposing her actions to the
boys. She had forgotten that the boys were in the barn with her, or even that she was in the barn.
She was lost in a world of her own making, oblivious to everything else in the universe except the
deliciously warm pleasure glowing inside her cunny and her pointy swollen nipples!
The fluids from her drooling cunthole thoroughly wet the wood she was sliding herself over, and the small
splinters of wood had ripped tiny holes in the crotch of her panties, letting her bare hairless skin ride
directly against the wood itself. The splinters got so wet with little girl juice that they didn't dig into her
soft flesh.
They only helped provide better friction to her burning cunny lips!
She was moaning and cooing and purring in the throes of her very first little girl orgasm! Feeling the rising
tide of feeling spread slowly and warmly through her tummy and cunny and titties until she really thought
she would go mad unless something drastic happened-and soonNOW!
She gasped and shuddered, crouched down and jerked and sniffed in quick little bursts of shallow
inhalations and exhalations as she rode her girlish climax on her wooden horse!
She was trying to bounce around on the horse, but the tiedowns to the cement blocks prevented her
from rising off the rail, so all she could do to keep the rushing hot pleasurable pumping trembling violent
climax coming-coming-COMING, was to jerk her young cunt harder and harder against the wood!
"Uh! Uh! UH!" she grunted, twitching her cunt forward again and again as the flood of come spewed out
of her virgin hole and began dribbling down the wooden sides of the sawhorse!
She felt the wetness on her bare thighs as they slipped and slid over the gooey juices on the wood.
It was wonderful!
Finally she hunched forward and breathed in a tremendous amount of air, held it for a long long time,
then released it in a long loud sigh through her nose.
WONDERFUL!
Her first come!
Her very first orgasm! And it had been a pure delight! Pure pleasure such as she could not have
dreamed in her wildest daydreams!
BEAUTIFUL!
She wanted to do it again-immediately! And again! Forever! And ever!
Ohhhhhhh ...
"Wow!" Sam said aloud, breaking the strange intense silence of Julie's first climax.
The word startled all three of the youngsters, and it made little Julie sit up straight on the horse. When
she did that, she tugged at the hem of her skirt, feeling that it was not where it belonged!
She mumbled fiercely into the sock in her mouth, shaking her head and shifting her hips to pull the skirt
back down, but Frank held on tightly, lifting the hem even higher, high enough to reveal the tight
waistband of Julie's pretty white panties and a wide expanse of bare little girl tummy. And that sweet, flat
tummy was heaving hard with the remains of the pre-teen's lustful little climax, and the beginnings of her
distress at having her cunny exposed by her two friends!
The two boys stared at the wonderful sight of Julie's wet panties, her sweaty come smeared thighs, and
they sniffed and sighed over the strong fresh odor of the little girl's sexual lubrications and come juices.
Sam just stared and sniffed, but Frank was getting hot for more than looking and smelling ... he wanted
the whole thing!
All the way!
Wetting his lips and moving his free hand carefully, hesitating and trembling, he reached up and out
toward the waistband of Julie's panties.
He felt the backs of his knuckles brush very lightly against her soft, taut tummy, and Julie sucked her
belly in hard, riding her cunny back on the hard wooden rail of the sawhorse, trying desperately to avoid
the boy's touch!
"Sam!" Frank commanded harshly. "Get behind her and shove her ass forward!"
Sam nodded and hopped down to the end of the sawhorse. Julie couldn't shift much farther back
anyway, because of the tiedowns around her ankles attached to the heavy cement blocks on the floor,
but Sam gave her tight butt a hard push and sent her slipping back toward Frank's waiting fingers.
Instantly, Frank hooked his fingers down inside the waist of the panties, drawing the girl's thighs and cunt
closer.
Julie cried out into the sock filling her aching mouth. Her ankles hurt like hell from the tightness of the
ropes around them and the pulling weight of the blocks. Her wrists were hurting, too, and she was
getting scared, afraid of what the boys might do to her defenseless young body.
But it was far too late to worry about getting away!
Frank pulled the front of the child's panties out away from the hot tummy and tried to rip them off her
thighs by force, but the material wouldn't give so easily.
Sam wanted to see her pussy, too. He quit shoving on her buns and darted around to Frank's side, his
eyes going wide as he stretched his neck to peer down into the steaming dark cavern inside Julie's
underwear!
"Man, oh man!" he gulped.
"Hot damn!" Frank agreed. "Get something we can cut these panties off her with!"
When Julie heard this, she started shaking and struggling wildly on top of the sawhorse!
No! NO! she screamed in her mind.
She could hear Sam scrambling all over the straw littered floor, looking anxiously for something sharp
that would rip through the panties and let him see her cunny, bare and hairless!
Julie was working madly at the soaked mass of her sock in her mouth, twisting her head and upper body
in strange contortions as she shoved her tongue at the thing and chewed her jaws and shook her head
wildly to try to free herself of the gag.
She felt a corner of the sock drop down over her chin, wetting her soft skin with her own saliva. But it
was a start! She pushed and chewed and tongued the huge wad until she felt it really giving, sliding out
and down under the twine that held it, weakly now, in her wide open mouth.
And finally it fell out of her mouth entirely!
But the twine still rested between her teeth. Julie sighed, breathing deeply through her mouth, catching
her breath, easing the strain in her aching jaws and tongue.
The sock had fallen into the loose net of her skirt, between her chest and Frank's clutching fist holding
the skirt high, almost up to Julie's pretty face.
He was so occupied with her panties he hadn't even felt the weight of the wet sock hitting the skirt.
Julie wished she could see, but at least she could call out for help.
She took in a deep breath, ready to scream and caught her breath, held it. Who could hear her, from
inside the barn? No one, that's who. Damn it all!
She felt Frank's fingers trying to pull her panties down lower on her hips, but the position she was in
wouldn't allow that.
Sam shouted, "Hey! I found something!"
"Get it over here!"
Julie heard the running feet and then felt Sam's rough breath on her bared thigh. Something was passed
to Frank, and suddenly Julie winced, tried to back away, as she felt the cold, rusted wirecutters begin
their jagged tearing work on the waistband of her pretty panties.
She moaned.
Her only hope was to try to talk them out of this terrible thing they were doing to her.
"Please," she whispered. "Frank, please don't do this to me."
Sam growled and groaned as he looked up and saw the gag out of the girl's mouth. But the sight of the
ropes between her full, wet, sensuous little girl lips made his tiny fat prick rise hard and hurting in his tight
cowboy pants.
He stared at her lips as she begged Frank to leave her alone, to help her get down off the sawhorse, to
release her.
"Oh, shut up!" Frank ordered her loudly.
He was twisting the wirecutters this way and that, trying to rip the material open so that he could strip it
off her pussy. Suddenly the elastic in the waistband gave way, and with a long ripping sound, Frank tore
the panties open down her left thigh to the legband.
"Noooo!" Julie cried.
"Sam, get up there and put that damned gag back in her!"
But Sam was too hot to hear the order. All he wanted to do was stuff the girl's sweet mouth with his
chubby little dong!
"Sam!" Frank shouted again, this time giving the boy a hard shove. "Gag her! Stuff something into her
mouth and shut her up!"
Sam suddenly doubled over at the sound of Frank's words, the thought of shoving something-his
cock!--between those puffy lips of hers and filling her mouth and shutting her up!
He doubled over and clutched the front of his pants, jerking and jumping up and down as he filled his
underwear with come!
He'd come in his pants!
Creamed his jeans with the thought of fucking Julie's mouth!
"Ohhhhhh ..." the boy groaned, moving backward across the floor as he kept himself bent over,
squeezing his dick dry through his pants.
He backed up to the door, then suddenly turned and darted through, ran off home.
"STUPID!" Frank shouted violently after him.
Julie didn't know what had happened, that her sweet mouth had made a boy come in his pants, but her
own heart was pounding wildly as she felt Frank's hands return to their work of stripping her cunt bare
of her protective panties.
She suddenly thought of a new way to try to get out of this awful situation.
"Frank!" she called down to the boy. "Listen to me! If I'm up here and you're down there, you can't do
anything to me! Help me get down off this thing! Put me down on the floor! Then I'll ... I'll help you!"
This made Frank stop and look up at Julie.
"Huh? Help me?"
She nodded. "Yes! What can you do if I'm tied up like this? I could really show you my ... my cunny ...
if you untie me and let me down. I'll ... I'll even ... take off ... everything! I'll take off all my clothes and
let you ... let you feel me ... anywhere you want to! Don't you want to see my ... breasts, too? I'll take
off my shirt! I'll take off my skirt and my panties and lay down on the floor and let you ... do anything
you want to ... to me!"
She was talking like crazy, a mile a minute, trying to get him to agree to untie her and get her down from
the hard horse. Then she could run like hell out of here!
Frank slowly lowered the front of Julie's skirt and then tossed the wirecutters aside.
"You promise?"
Julie nodded eagerly.
"Yes! I promise!"
"If you try to run away, I'll catch you! Boy, will you regret it!"
Julie wet her lips. "I won't try to run away, Frank! Hey! Don't you think I might like to be touched!"
Frank hadn't considered that possibility, but when Julie said it, he grinned and raised his eyebrows.
Wow! All right! And he hopped around behind her and began tearing at the tightly wound twine!

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Chapter 6
Julie, still sitting spread-legged on top of the sawhorse in the dimly lit old barn, felt Frank's hot breath on
her bare arms as he fumbled the rough tight twine from around her thin wrists.
Finally, she felt the almost sexual release of pressure on her sensitive wrists, and sighed and shuddered
with both relief and, strangely, a light fluttering pleasure in her wrists ... and her nipples!
She brought her hands around her body and rubbed her tingling wrists hard, bringing back the
circulation. It felt good. She shook her shoulders and hunched her back some, to ease the strain of her
upright position.
Then she simply waited for Frank to take the blindfold off her eyes and untie her ankles from the cement
blocks. She heard him grunt as he reached up high to the back of her neck and loosened the sock
around her eyes. It fell away and Julie squinted hard before slowly opening her eyes. But since the light
was not bright in here, she had no difficulty adjusting to the darkness.
Now she sat on the horse, her legs open, her prepubescent pussy lips pressing down with her full weight
on the ridge along its top, waiting for Frank to release her legs. She sighed and glanced at the high ceiling
of the barn.
Frank wasn't untying her legs.
"Frank?" she said.
"What?" he answered. He was standing in front of her, a few feet away from the sawhorse, just watching
her.
"What is it? Aren't you going to let me down?" she whined.
Frank gave her a silly grin, then shook his head very slowly. "Nope," he said.
Julie managed to force a tight smile to her lips and cocked her head coyly to one shoulder, at the same
time lifting her hands toward her tiny puffy nipples.
"I though you wanted me to take off my clothes for you."
Frank nodded sharply.
"Yep! Go ahead!"
Julie jerked her head, shocked. "What?"
Oh no!
"No!" the little girl cried. She placed both hands down on the rail of the horse under her body and
pushed, trying to lift her body and pull the blocks backward so she could slide off the horse.
"Hey!" Frank shouted at her. "If you pull those blocks off the bottom ones, I think you'll cut yourself right
in half!"
Julie bent far over to one side and peered down at the cement block arrangement that held her bound in
place atop the wooden instrument.
It was no use!
"Please let me down, Frank! Please! I want to go home!"
Frank got an ugly look on his face. He took a step forward and glared up at the miserable little girl-child.
"Hey, you dope! You weren't gonna let me do nothing, were you! I oughtta ... I ..." Frank sputtered,
trying to think of some proper revenge on the girl. "I oughtta just leave you right here, alone!"
And that struck real terror into the little girl's trembling young heart! She was really frightened of being
alone in the dark! She even slept with a bright nightlight! Even at the age of ten years old she didn't want
to stay alone in the dark, and especially not in this scary old barn!
"NOOO!" she cried out, tears filling her lovely dark blue eyes.
"Oh yeah?" Frank said, very interested in this sharp response to his threat. Maybe he had something
here! It was worth a try, anyway!
"Listen, Julie. You said you'd take all your clothes off, if I let you down, right?"
Julie nodded, wiping the slight wetness away from her soft cheeks.
"Okay, I'll let you down ... AFTER YOU STRIP!"
Julie tossed her head and groaned loudly, but her perky little nipples rose hard and stuck out blatantly
through the thin red material of her shirt.
"No," she said, finally looking down at her tormentor. "Let me down first ... then I'll ... strip ... uh, take
off my clothes.
Frank grinned and shook his head.
"Don't trust you," he said.
"Please?" she whimpered.
He shook his head.
"Well," he said, "if you're just going to sit there with all your clothes on, I guess I might as well be going
..." And he turned towards the doors and started ambling toward them, but very very slowly.
Julie gritted her teeth, sucked in her lower lip and began chewing on it lightly, watching Frank leave her
alone. She held her silence until she saw he really meant it, and was about to step through the doors and
out into the fading sunlight.
"NO! WAIT I'LL ... I'LL DO WHAT YOU WANT!" she shouted.
Frank stepped through the doors anyway, standing just out of the child's sight. He liked teasing her.
"FRANK!" Julie screamed at the top of her little lungs!
Silence.
"FRANK! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE ALONE!"
Frank was chuckling, just outside the doors.
"PLEASE COME BACK! I'LL LET YOU DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE! PLEASE!
PLEEEEASE!"
The poor, terrified little ten year old screamed and shouted at the very top of her lungs, crying
desperately for Frank to return and not leave her alone in the darkness!
Her screaming only made her voice grow sore and hoarse. She began crying, tears falling in twin rivers
from her pretty blue eyes and wetting the front of her tight shirt, soaking through and wetting her swollen
nipples.
And as she wept and shook, the motion of her trembling shoulders made her nipples rub lightly over the
material of her shirt, made the dark brown softness harden into tiny nubbins of super-sensitive lust!
She moaned hoarsely.
"Frank ..." she called weakly.
Her face was lowered, her eyes closed. She was defeated. Her whole body ached. Her cunny, running
on the sawhorse rail, was swollen and hot and slippery and wet. The aching in her spine seemed to
mingle deeply with the sharp pleasure rising in her throbbing nipples and the softness of her cunny lips ...
to make the little girl feel so mellow and sweet and kittenish ... she began to purr and rub her cunny
along the wood again ... very slowly ... very very slowly ... and to smell her own wonderful smell ...
"Well?" Frank said from directly in front of her.
Julie jerked hard, startled by the nearness and boldness of the unexpected voice.
"Well?" she whispered to him.
"Your hands are free. I'll free your legs after you've taken off your clothes."
Julie nodded weakly.
"Okay," she said quietly.
"You can get your skirt off over your head. But you'll have to tear your panties off. I got them mostly cut
through, so you shouldn't have no real problem with them."
Julie shut her eyes and wet her lips.
"It's getting late, Julie. I'm getting hungry. Aren't you?"
The pre-teen nodded.
"Let's go, then! Strip it off, baby!" Frank said gleefully. His cock was already up, but it got even harder
as he watched the pre-teen little blonde begin to take off her tight clothing.
Julie didn't know where to begin. She let her hands fall to her skirt waist, then lifted them to the neck of
her shirt, then lowered them again to her waist. There, she slowly undid the buckle around her skirt and
let it fall open. She looked down and slipped the button free and ran the zipper down the side.
The skirt was open and loose, but couldn't fall down her legs due to the spread of her thighs. She
fumbled with the material for a few seconds, then grasped it firmly and pulled it upward over her trim
little body, ducking her lovely face down into the loose folds and pushing it up and over her head, her
arms going high. She sat atop the horse like that for a moment, her upper body buried in the mass of her
yellow skirt, her arms held high, and her slim lower body exposed to Frank's eager eyes!
The child's tummy was shuddering with trembling breaths, her bare belly exposed almost to the top of
her virgin slit where the cotton panties were pulled aside from Frank's long tear.
She looked delightful, delicious!
Frank pulled his cock out of his pants!
What a surprise for the kid!
Julie finally threw the skirt off her upraised arms, clutched the material in one hand, and lowered it down
to cover her thighs and tummy. And then she saw Frank's hard boycock sticking straight out of the front
of his pants, pointed directly at her wide eyes!
"Oh!" the child gasped.
Frank gave her a big grin and looked down at his own dong.
"Like it, huh!"
Julie stared and stared. It was the first time in her life she had seen a male sex organ, and what a sight!
Huge and long and thick, it looked like it had a life all its own! It made her stare, made her eyes lock on
it, made her feel very hot and sticky and smooth and wonderful and, WOW!
Frank smiled as he saw Julie lick her lips, her eyes still locked to his prong.
He gave his hips a shove forward in a motion he didn't have to think about at all, a motion Julie
understood instinctively. She sucked her breath in hard when she saw Frank repeat the thrust and she
moaned and she tossed her skirt onto the floor several feet from the base of the sawhorse.
Her cunny was tingling madly!
Her nipples felt like they were about to burst open!
Continually wetting her lips, sensuously stroking her full lips with the tip of her tongue, and keeping her
eyes on the fat dick staring directly into her eyes, little ten-year-old Julie stroked her fingertips up over
her bared tummy muscles to the bottom of her tight red shirt, caught the material up in both hands and
then slowly began working it upward over her body, baring first her stomach, then the underside of her
dark brown swollen nipples, moaning low, cooing and purring to herself all the while she moved.
The shirt moved upward slowly, finally exposing her little nipples! They popped into view suddenly,
fully, twin circles of puffy girlish skin, like fingers poking through the sheerest and loveliest of pale brown
silk!
Frank's dick throbbed and bounced, boyishly excited over this deliciously naughty display of tender,
innocent girlhood.
He reached down and touched it, wrapped his hand fully around the cylinder, and began a slow slow
stroking, up and down over the shaft of the thin, while Julie both watched, utterly fascinated and
ashamed and trembling with excitement, and still undressing!
The shirt slipped up over her face quickly-she didn't want to lose sight of the fabulous thing!--and she
threw it onto her discarded skirt. She sat there, totally naked from the waist up, and from the waist
down dressed in her ripped panties-and nothing else!
But Julie's mind was hardly on her own loveliness, her own sweetly innocent utter vulnerability, her own
nakedness. She was almost totally absorbed by the sight of Frank's cock and his self-manipulations! She
had never seen anything like this, but she knew she wanted to see the whole thing. See it all-To the end!
All the way!
"Frank!" the little pre-teen gulped hard, her voice breaking with the impulsive strong lust she was feeling!
She wanted to see her little boyfriend ... NAKED!
"Frank, take your pants down!" begged Julie.
Frank didn't need any further encouragement! He snapped open his pants and shoved them down his
legs in one fluid motion, stepping out of them quickly and kicking them aside. He skinned his underpants
down just as fast, and stood straight up, proudly displaying his manhood!
He grabbed it again and continued stroking it!
Julie was fighting her underpants, trying to rip the leg elastic band, but it wouldn't cooperate!
"Oh!" she groaned loudly in frustration. It was no longer fear of being left alone that made her fight the
material to get it off, to make her little sleek body totally naked for Frank, but her own sweet tension and
loving lust to feel the wonderful cunny climax again!
Her body jerked and twisted and cried and bounced sexily as she ripped and clawed at the little cotton
underpants hanging loosely, half-torn off her little-girl thighs, around her bound body!
She gritted her teeth and strained hard, one last time, and the material finally gave!
"Ooof!" she wheezed, throwing the panties as far away into the growing darkness as she could.
"I'M NAKED!" she cried, her voice betraying her own high delight! "LET ME DOWN FROM HERE!"
But Frank was busy, his eyes roving madly all over the little girl's bare boobies and tight tummy and
naked thighs and sweet sweaty face and her delicate wriggling toes and her flared hips and tiny belly
button and heaving chest and her long blonde hair swishing wildly back and forth and all around her face
and chest and tight taut virgin body until he felt the leg-trembling shuddering tightness flow right up from
his balls and begin spewing out his dickhead!
He stroked and rubbed and watched the spunk burst out and onto Julie's bare ankle!
She looked down at the white dripping fluid on her leg!
"God!" she cried.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Frank moaned, jerking his prong hard to keep the sweet sensation coming and
coming and COMING!.
He gave his dick a couple of final pulls, sank down to his bare knees in the straw, exhausted.
"Man!" he gasped.
Julie stared at him, watching his prick go limp in his wet hands.
She felt the gooey spunk dribbling down her ankle and over her foot to slip wetly and warmly between
her toes.
Her nipples ached to be fondled, pulled, pinched. She lifted her fingers to her breasts, stroking lightly
with her fingertips around and around the darker skin, a trick she had learned from Donna last month!
Frank gave a final shudder, then stood up, looking around for his clothing.
Julie looked at him with love! I love you! she said in her mind. But to Frank himself, she whispered, "I ...
I like you."
Frank pulled his underpants up, stuffing his limp prick back inside, then reached down for his pants and
stepped into them.
"Yeah," he acknowledged.
"Frank?" Julie asked.
"Yeah?" he said, his voice full of annoyance.
"Do you like me?"
Frank zipped up his pants, and began tucking his shirt in. He eyed the little girl closely for a while. Then
he gave her a big wink.
Julie smiled at him. It was a nice smile, very pretty and open. She sat on top of the sawhorse, completely
nude, stroking her little breast mounds lightly, feeling the slowly rising heat between her long bound legs,
and let her eyes droop half shut in deep pleasure.
She closed her eyes completely and let her feelings flow, massaging her small mounds hard and fast,
hoping that she was exciting Frank as much as he had excited her.
She moaned deeply, and threw her head way back, trying to make her titties bigger for him.
"Oh, Frank!" she called.
She opened her eyes and glanced toward him, her lips parting to make him an offer that no one in his
right mind could resist ... but he was gone!
AND JULIE WAS ALONE IN THE BARN! IN THE DARK.

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