Chapter 3
Back in town at his digs Tommy Lake was feeling anything but happy about his part in procuring his girl friend for the evil activities of his Uncle Claud. True, the money was very badly needed, but to take a girl down there and leave her to the mercy of that lecherous old swine and the equally evil Mrs. Briggs well, it was a very nasty thing to do to any girl. He could not have known how well and easily his supposed modest girl friend Peggy had allowed herself to be debauched by the attentions of the old man.
He heard the bedroom door next to his room open and close. He knew that the adjoining bedroom was occupied now by his landlady's thirteen year old daughter, Jill. Usually the girl slept upstairs in one of the attic rooms next to her mother's room but just recently the rain had started to leak into her room and now for the sake of her health Mrs. Ross had moved her daughter's bed down into the small room next to that nice young man's room, the gentleman Mr. Tommy Lake.
The landlady would not have called her lodger quite such a gentleman had she known his part in the procuring of his girl friend, Peggy for his old Uncle, or even if she had known some of his thoughts concerning the pretty thirteen year old Jill.
When he had learned that the youngster was to move into the room next to his he had made careful preparations. It had been easy when everyone was out to make small peepholes from his room into the adjoining one. These old houses had good bricks that could be bored through and the tiny marks in the wallpaper on the girl's room wall were not easy to notice. The larger perforations on his wall he covered with a picture when he was not using them so his detection in his sly trick was not likely.
He peered through the peeping holes now as he heard the girl moving about her room. Just prior to her coming up to her room he had put a packet of dirty pictures in an envelope and put them just inside her top drawer in her dressing table. He was pleased to see that she had gone to the drawer for something already and was taking out the envelope and peering at its contents.
He watched her expression. He had selected the filthy photographs especially for her. The top one he knew showed a close view of a male penis in full erection and he wondered if a girl of her age had ever seen a real prick, or if indeed she even knew exactly what one looked like?
She crossed to her bed and sat on the edge. He had a perfect view of her face. It was flushed but obviously she was very interested in this secret envelope that had turned up so strangely in her bedroom.
He saw her pick off the top photo and gaze at the next one. This was of a woman about to have that virile cock inserted into her cunt. Now the watching Tommy saw the youngster do just what he had hoped she would do.
Naturally she thought she was quite alone and unobserved. She pulled her navy pleated school skirt up her lovely thighs and dived one hand well up between her legs. Tommy could not see exactly her movements because the skirt had fallen back to hide her hand and wrist from his line of vision. But from the way she twisted her wrist he knew she was getting her hand under the crotch gusset of her panties and despite the thickness of the dividing wall he heard her moan as she curled her small fingers into her girlish quim.
One by one she turned the cards and enjoyed the new obscenity that each photo portrayed to her youthful and innocent eyes. She had about another twenty or so photographs to look at and she was turning each one over slowly so Tommy knew she would be engrossed in her licentious task for some minutes. He quickly went downstairs and was pleased and relieved to find that no one else was in. Mrs. Ross must still be out shopping and none of the other lodgers were in from work yet.
He hurried upstairs again and without hesitation he went into Jill's room, making her cry out in startled fear at being caught in such a predicament. She saw him smiling at her. She also saw him undoing his trousers fly and pulling out, while she watched, his great prick-just like the ones she had hurriedly tried to conceal when her bedroom door had burst open.
"Oh Mr. Lake-I didn't hear you coming!" she gasped, "What have you come into my room for? Did you make a mistake, did you think it was next door, your own room. Please-oh please, Mr. Lake, go away!"
He had moved across to stand right close in front of her, enjoying the way her eyes could not drag their gaze away from his exposed penis.
"How would you like me to tell your mother that I came in here by mistake and found you looking at filthy photographs and that you were playing with yourself while you did so?" he chided her and saw how terrified she was that he might mean his threat.
He patted her face and quickly went on to try and put the young girl at ease:
"But I'm not going to tell your mother, Jill dear, not if you are a good girl that is and I think you will be a good girl."
With her eyes still devouring his tremendous erected tool she watched him sit down on her bed beside her. He smiled at her, trying to put her at her ease, to get her to relax.
"It is not good for pretty little girls of your age to finger themselves, you know," he went on, "it is far more healthy for you if someone else does it for you," and he placed his palm on her knee and as he spoke he slowly slid his hand up her bare thigh, up and up until his hand went from their view under her pleated skirt. He felt his fingertips touch the soft wooly material of her panties. She had withdrawn her hand from under her panties as soon as he had come into her room but the panties were still pulled slightly downwards with the crotch band to one side and he easily slipped his fingers to her tight but very wet little pratt.
It had never been his pleasure to interfere with a schoolgirl before. Jill was thirteen and a half and her cunt was very tight, although for her age it was very moist. He slid his index finger along the groove, he was experienced enough to arouse the small clitoris bud before trying to prise the lips too far apart. The youngster was panting and holding his wrist as if afraid he might suddenly become rough and hurt her.
"You won't tell mother about the pictures then, Mr. Lake?" she asked.
"As you are being such a good little girl I won't tell her," he replied, "and you won't tell her that I came into your room, will you?"
"Oh no-of course I won't, I wouldn't dream of telling her," the girl answered, wriggling and writhing to this new wonderful thrilling sensation she was getting. She had seen in the photographs how the women held the big stiff things of the men and now she timidly stretched her hands down to clasp Mr. Lake's great truncheon of flesh and she trembled at this, her first actual touching of a man's sexual parts. His rigid prick was so heated that she thought it was going to burn her palms as she held it tightly and under his instructions began to rub it up and down. It was delicious having such a young pretty and inexperienced girl hold his stalk and he had to be careful not to get so randy and advanced in his rut that he would spend too quickly and spill his spunk before the rape of this pretty girl.
"You've never been with a man, have you?" he asked and as she shook her head he went on, "or even a boy-has anyone ever touched you like I am doing?"
"No, never, Mr. Lake," she said, her young lithe body trembling to his lewd frigging. He was pushing her down on her back on the bed.
"I've been watching you for some weeks Jill dear," he said, smiling down at her flushed face, "I think it is time that you were laid. Do you know what I mean?"
She nodded: "Yes-yes I think I know what you mean, Mr. Lake."
"I will soon show you what I mean, my pretty little girlie," he said, taking hold of her ankles and making her spread her legs well apart. He laughed: "I think we had better take off your panties first, it will make it much easier for what I am going to do to you."
It did not take him a moment to get her navy blue school panties down her white plump thighs and down to her ankles where she kicked them free. Now he eased his body up on top of her, letting his stomach close down on her small heaving belly, while he kept one hand between their bodies to hold his rammer and help guide it to her wet hot little nest.
He got his swollen knob to the central indenture of the warm wet groove as he kept it there for a moment or so his mind began to race. Just how welcome this little piece of cunt would be for his lecherous Uncle Claud, he began to think! The old man would pay handsomely if he made it possible for him to use the lovely body of this little girl!
And what a simply lovely young body she had-such small but perfectly oval shaped titties. He ran his hands over the swelling of her globes that pushed the front of the white school blouse upwards in twin cones. Old Uncle Claud would love playing with such perfect breasts. Thirteen years old- what a thrill for the old man if it could be arranged. It would depend on price though, he knew, Tommy felt ashamed at the thoughts that were filling his agile brain. Would the old man pay more if he knew she was a virgin ... if that was the case should Tommy now have his pleasure with the child, or should he save her virginity?
The writhing and gentle upward thrusts of the girl's belly made it difficult for him not to take her cherry now. He had to have her ... he had to. He pressed downwards onto her soft tummy and at the same time slid his hard stalk into her tight cranny. He saw her lovely white legs jerk. She was trembling and now she held her breath as he bore more firmly into her tight hole that he was now slowly devirginating.
He saw her wince. His hard cock had broken maidenhead. He, too, was trembling now. The thought that he had broken in a child of thirteen thrilled him to the core. Uncle or no uncle he would make a mess in this little girl's belly before he passed her on to him.
He was surprised how quickly her moist vaginal passage became easy for him to root. True her flesh gripped him, but it was a most delightful sensation to have those young cunt muscles holding his shaft in their vice like hold and to know that his was the first ever cock that this cunt had ever been made to grip.
His spunk came all too soon. He was swilling out the belly and womb of this little writhing girl before he had had time to fully appreciate all the thrilling wonders of fucking so young and so pretty a girl. Into that warm violated nest his thick hot spunk was jetting and saturating her innards-the way she clung to him as her own climax broke was heaven itself. Her soft warm wound round his neck as she held on to him as if afraid he would suddenly go from her sight and from her grip before she had finished all this delightful come that was oozing from her inner membranes.
What a wonderful little tight fuck she was-and how Uncle Claud would love her ... and how he would pay for that sweet privilege!